When I finally did sleep, it wasn’t very deep. More like a nap, and I woke up several times. I woke up while the sun was coming up outside the win...ow and couldn’t seem to go back to sleep after that. So I sat and waited for my wife’s alarm clock to go off. When it did she sat up in bed and looked at me with a very sleepy look like she wasn’t sure exactly what she was seeing.?Good morning.? I told her. She didn’t say anything but looked at the clock again with an angry expression. She was. How had this happened? I was a 30 year old man in a 8 yearsold girl?s body! I tried to recall my old name, but somehow these new"memories" substituted the old ones. I knew, for example, to whichclass I should go at that school, but had only vague memories ofattending a similar school in my former life. I sure could not tellthis to anybody, or else I would end up in some psychiatric hospital orworse. I decided to go straight to the classroom, dominating thediscomfort I was feeling about this. If you didn’t read my previous stories you can read them from the above links. For those who don’t know me a brief intro I am sandy from vijayawada, andhra pradesh. I’m 19 years with a good body, white in complexion and with a big satisfy able dick. Any aunties, girls, women, can contact me for friendship, help, and even for satisfactions and your privacy is guaranteed. And give me a feedback about my story in Now let us start the story… after that talk with my grandma I was a bit relived and. The strangest thing was my butt actually hurt, not the muscles of my glutes, as I would expect after a long run or ride, but my asshole literally felt like it burned. I staggered to my feet and grabbed some water as I tried to make sense of what just happened to me. That night I slept like I was dead, but there was a set of dreams that seemed to stay just out of focus. I woke up with morning wood that felt like a bar of steel. It took thirty minutes for it to relax enough to pee!As the morning.