Trevor was having a longing dream about his old life. It felt real, like he was himself again. When he woke up, he was met with disappointment from what he'd find. He threw the covers off of himself and looked down at his body to see two perky mounds followed by the curves down his body that didn't belong, all accented by a silky red nightwear and pink leggings. It's all been real, and he was living with more regret than ever for the years spent bullying Bobby.
Trevor didn't know what to do with his time when Bobby wasn't around. When his son was home, his maternal instincts would kick in and it just felt right to care for him as his mother... and that disgusted Trevor. But not as much as how he kept finding himself thinking about Mr. Gavin... in very sensual ways. He couldn't shake it no matter how hard he tried. He hated what this body was doing to him but something needed to be done about it. So he called his old teacher. "So it's a date then... uh huh... I'll see you then," he said before hanging up the phone. Now he just needed to figure out what to wear.
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