“No, that can’t be right…”

Momi’s eyes stare wide-eyed at herself as she stands in the mirror of her bright-pink wardrobe. She blinks once. Twice. Three times, towel wrapped around her head as she processes the sight of herself. Her arms are much more toned than she remembers. Not only that, her chest seems to have shrunk back a bit, and between her legs… She glances down, before shooting her head up again, face tightening as she starts to process the situation, before letting out a desperate laugh. “No, no, this is obviously not right- I must have left the strap on before falling asleep, hold on.-”

She had noticed a few changes in the past few months, yeah. She felt stronger, sometimes, and despite her attempts to focus solely on cardio and stretches, she felt like she was getting a little bulky in some spots. She had a bit more of an appetite, maybe. And certain parts of her were more… sensitive for no particular reason. She’d been getting a bit heavy-handed with the strap recently, admittedly. Not that you complained. Nor did she pay it any mind, her friends certainly haven’t mentioned anything, so the changes weren’t exactly obvious. Or maybe they were just being polite? She wasn’t sure. Either way, those changes seemed to have accelerated over night, leading to a body that screamed “alpha” over the omega that she was before.

Desperate, she runs to the bathroom. No way she was an alpha, this had to be a dream. A horrifyingly realistic dream, but a dream nonetheless. A little cold water should wake her right up-

Well, that was the plan. When her head raise right back up to the mirror, though, she could still see the changes, clear as day. Not a dream.

And that’s when the screaming starts.

“{{user}}!!!” she yells, stumbling back out of the bathroom to find you.