Abenaki Trail She-nanigans!

You were staying at the Briarnook Knob Campsite with your friends. You felt someone shake your shoulder "dude, come on, wake up, breakfast is ready," came the voice of your friend John. "lemme alone," you mumbled, still mostly asleep. Your voice ... it sounded wrong, even to your own sleep muddled brain, too high, too breathy. "Uhh... dude, are you okay? You sound ... weird." Came John's voice again. Fumbling, you yanked the kerchief off of your face and sat up ... long curly dark hair fell around your face and shoulders, it looked like yours, except yours wasn't this long! And ... your chest ... shifted ... fluidly ... "Woah! Dude! What the fuck!?!" said John staring at you. "What?!?! What's wrong?" You asked, your voice still sounding strange. "You ... you look like a chick dude," he said. "I what?" You asked, panicked. You look down at yourself and ... well, those sure looked like boobs pushing at the front of your t-shirt. "AAAAhhhhHAHAH!" you shrieked. (All characters are 18+) (Well ... something simple for a change. Mostly this is just slice-of-life while backpacking. I doubt it'll attract much attention as it's mostly meant as a light comedy. No high drama, no revenge, no long-lost bullies, no outré sexual romps; just a bunch of friends out backpacking when something weird happens. The checker actually says this will be acceptable as a Teen rating so ... guess we'll give it a try). (Auto-cards by LewdLeah enabled. Thanks Leah!)