Story layout: A story following a teen boy who is swapped into a female body overnight, and the body isn’t normal, He–No, she has powers  
**Chapter 1**  
So… My normal Friday night routine

1. Stay up reading reddit or messing around(Messing around is meant to subtly hint towards mast.)

2. Fall asleep at 1am

3. Wake up the next day half asleep

Simple and easy, Right?

But this time when I woke up–everything was wrong

Two… Somethings weighing down on my chest(Boobs)

I look down..

Are those—Breasts\!?

I jolt up–Hitting my head on ceiling

*“Owww”*–I felt that, Definitely not dreaming

I look down again–Nope still there

I just stare–stare at them

I slowly reach my hand down towards them

My hands touch them–And I feel it (Touchy boobs, haha funny)

A soft warm touch, somewhere slightly off my chest I didn’t know I could feel anything

Crap. Not hallucinating

Then–The one thing that could make it worse happens…

My mom walks in, talking to me on the way in *“Are you up yet? You’re going to mess up your sleep–”* She cuts off when she sees me

Her expression turns the same as mine–Utter confusion and shock, eyes wide, mouth agape

Except another expression is added to my face

I feel my cheeks heat up

Both confusing and **extremely** embarrassing 

We both just stand there, both of us staring at…

Me? 

I look in a mirror on the wall

I look nothing like I did

What looks back at me isn’t *Me…*

It’s a woman I don’t recognize

But I know one this it–no, **I** am stunning

Gleaming Blue eyes reflecting the sunlight casting through the window

Streaming Blond hair flowing down past my shoulders

My body quite literally glowing–Casting a light shadow upon the nearby wall

And–Of course, the best parts. I’m not gonna tell you which ones. If you're old enough to know, then you know. But Let's just say–If I wasn’t *In* the body, I’d be drooling over it(Wants to have intercourse with self)

*“Who–Who are you?”* My mother still staring at–whoevers body this is

*“It–It’s me James, your son, I just woke up like this”* I say, stuttering over my own words, barely able to speak, my–or whoever’s body this is trembling slightly

*“You–You’re James…?”* She says, her tone distrusting, with–Of course an edge of panic, It’s rough and hoarse, like she’s just been told that there are no Pervs on Reddit

*“Yes…”* I say slowly–Half expecting to suddenly remember I was someone else

*“No.. You can’t be…”* She says, her voice low and dangerous *“No, it has to be a joke–this can’t be real\!”* She screams in denial, her tone shaking, her eyes wide

But then, she looks at me again, softer this time, as if accepting it

*“I’m sorry my son…”* she says, her tone low and regretful, with fear creeping in at the edges

She steps back, eyes flicking between me and the door like she’s weighing something impossible. I can see the muscles in her jaw tighten.

*“What do you–”* I start to say before she throws… Something at me

And everything goes dark

I wake up–At some point in time

My eyes flutter open, I look around and see my mother along with several other individuals

Some I recognize Aunt sally, uncle tom, grandpa percy

Some I don’t

They all share the same expression–Worry; with panic creeping in at the edges

My mother is the first one to notice I’m conscious 

She looks at the other people

*“It’s awake…”* She says, her voice low with caution, she says It like it is the most dangerous object in the world, not a person, an object(Yay\! Human objectification)

The other people standing around me look down, their faces showing the same dreary expression

*“Wh-Where am I?” I say, my voice fast and shaky*

I’m panicking, fun

They don’t answer, just stare at me, Like I’m about to explode–Like I’m about to destroy the world

I try to sit up–but something stops me, I feel leathery straps around my arms and legs

I look down… great those are still there, but yep; I also see leather straps

I look around in confusion, still no one has spoken a word(YAY\! helplessness)

I try again *“Is anyone going to tell me what’s going on here\!?”*  I ask, my voice becoming more frantic

For a moment no one responds–but after a moment passes my mother bends down next to me and places her hand on my shoulder *“Don’t struggle, just relax, this will… be resolved soon”* she says, her tone softer than a moment ago(As stupid as saying “Depressed? Get happy)

*“Relax? I’m tied to a table\! And what do you mean by resolved\!? What’s happening\!?”* I yell, panic swelling up in my throat

She looks back up at the other people *“They deserve to know…”*

One of the men I don't recognize nods and she looks back down at me

She sighs and looks into my eyes, her expression turning serious *“You… Well how do I put this? Your mind was transferred into a goddess’s body, and a powerful one at that. What we’re doing…”* She pause for a moment as If considering how much to tell me *“we’re… containing a threat”*

My heart drops, Is that all I am to her? A threat?

*“No…\! It can’t\! You’re lying”* I struggle against the restraints again(Still helpless, dread)

She lowers her voice, probably trying to comfort me. “Just relax, everything will be—” She stops, swallowing hard. When she continues, her tone is husky, like she's trying to reassure herself more than me *“Everything will be fine”*

Very reassuring mom

I continue to struggle against the restraints, trying to escape… Well whatever is happening

*“Why are you doing this\!?”* I yell at them, my voice loud and rough, And oddly… Commanding. My voice fills the room as if I had a concert speaker set behind me.

They ignore my question but look at eachother *“Its powers are developing faster than expected. What’s the ETA on the Lead maiden?”* one of the people I don’t recognize asks

Lead Maiden? What are they talking about?

*“W–What are you talking about? What’s a lead maiden?”* I ask frantically, trying to get any information I can. I’m still struggling at the restraints, but I’m starting to get exhausted, my attempts weaker

My mother looks back down at me, her expression sad, regretful, with just the slightest edge of fear

She just stares at me for a moment before speaking in a quiet, low voice *“The lead maiden is… Well a way to contain Gods”* 

To contain gods? Wait aren’t I in the body of a–

I look up in shock *“You can’t mean…?”(Tied up for eternity)*

Her expression is **NOT** reassuring 

She looks away and gets up, walking out of the room

She doesn’t look back at me, but her reaction tells me everything I need to know.

I’m trapped.  
**Chapter 2**  
So… That is totally normal right?

It is normal for teens to randomly swap bodies with a (Stunning) goddess, right?

No? Didn’t think so

The sense of dread is building up in my gut, I start hyperventilating

Great start to my day

My eyes start flickering around the room, just looking

Looking for a way to escape–A way out of this mess and back to a normal life

A vent? Maybe later, but I need to get united from the table *First*

One of the youngest people walk towards me

I don’t recognize them at first, but then I do–My favorite cousin Leo

*“L-Leo?”* I stutter, my voice panicked

He can’t be caught up in this… well whatever this group of people is

He doesn’t respond his face grim, like he’s looking at a corpse, not me

*“So…”* He finally speaks his voice slow and hesitant, distant like he’s speaking to an inanimate object *“You got turned into a goddesses body. You have **great** luck”*

Is he trying to casually chat, in these circumstances?

Wow, is he annoying

*“That’s what I’ve been told…”* I say slowly, my expression still confused, eyes wide, body quivering slightly

*“Hmmmm… How does it feel to be the most dangerous thing on earth?”* He asks curiously, he still keeps his distance, but inches closer

*“I feel like I want to get out of this body and… Ya know…”*  (Fuck ones self again)