I had a good life, accepted into an amazing college, great grades, healthy, everything- well, everything except lacking rather a lot in the chest department. Slowly getting out I grabbed the nearest clothing laying on the floor, a grey tank top piece and a pair of blue sports shorts that I slept in when too tired to change out of after practice. My eyes gazed lazily around the room as a hand lifted and rubbed sleepily at the long brown hair I was so used to feeling wrap ever so slightly against the blades of my shoulders. Waking up out of bed my fit and rather thin form pulled itself reluctantly up from the warm sheets it lay within. It was a normal day like any other, or at least it had started that way for me. (Side note: This is my first EVER story here not too mention my first attempt at anything remotely like this, praise and CONSTRUCTIVE criticism is welcome along with any suggestions on what to write next or if you even want a part 2 to this one as I already have some ideas bubbling!!) If you don't like that kind of thing fine but please don't leave mean comments or hate on it, I don't judge you so don't judge me!!
WARNING: Story contains human to cowgirl transformation and minor weight gain aspects.
