Sarah woke in a dark and unfamiliar room. It was featureless, except for a door at her feet and three massive black windows that dominated the other three walls. She was lying down on a metal table in the center of the room. She tried to sit up, but found her body stuck to the table, with only her arms and legs free to move. The next surprise cam when she realized she was changed from her pajamas into her clothes set out for tommorow, a white croptop and a pair of blue jean short-shorts.

I met her at a water park. She was standing by the kiddie pool flaunting her beautiful body, her golden brown hair flowing elegantly in the cool summer breeze. She was wearing a blue bikini, letting her bare stomach shine. From a distance, she seemed pretty much perfect. I was just getting up the courage to hit on her, when the impossible happened. She looked around to make sure that no one was looking; the she looked down at her breasts.