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Fall Walk — Description

It was a beautiful fall day, leaves changing colors, so I decided to take a walk down a small country road near my home. While I was walking got a strange feeling but as soon as it came it passed again, so I thought nothing of it.

I kept walking was getting a strange feeling of something rustling around my legs, so I stopped and looked down, but nothing seemed any different. After a few more steps I was sure something was different about my shoes. I had left the house in bulky hiking shoes, but they felt so light now.

I looked down and all I saw around the cuffs of my pants were crème-colored bows on the toes of my shoes. My eyes shot open, and I quickly pulled my pants up to get a better look at my shoes. What I found were flats with cream bows, and instead of my manly legs and black socks were pristine white tights covering lovely ankles and calves.

I had no idea what was happening. So, I stood in the middle of the small road, and just stared at my feet. I have no idea how long I stood staring, just wondering if the tights or shoes would change back, but I finally realized instead of holding up my jean cuffs, I was now flaring a skirt of a dress like I was about to curtsey.

I looked over my clothes and I was now wearing a lovely cotton dress, with swan pattern, wide collar with a string tie, and a thin white ribbon around my waist that made a bow in the small of my back. The beautiful white tights and feminine legs disappeared under the skirts, and I could tell I was all female.

I could feel the long brown hair cascading down my back, and could feel a waxy substance on my lips, so I assumed I was wearing full makeup. But I stood in the middle of the small road, holding my dress, and starring at my feet, unable to do more than move my toes in the new shoes to prove they were mine.

I could not decide if I should keep going forward or try turning back. The thoughts running through my mind kept me paralyzed with indecision. So here I stood staring at my feet thinking.

Who am I? Is my home still there? Why does the gentle breeze on my nylon clad legs feel so good? What happened? Have I lost my mind? What if a cute boy sees me? Where could I go to get help? Why don’t I have any ID? Where’s my purse? Will somebody come looking for me?