Harry wondered why he felt so strange and why he was someplace else, but looking down verified it, he was now a she, in a lacy black maxi dress, with lips that tasted like sweet cherries, nice boobs pushing against the delicate fabric, and a pussy that felt sensitive. He had swapped, during the Great Shift, with a woman at the Depression Clinic, but wondered how she could be so depressed, looking and feeling like this!
