Masturbate, max out my credit cards on clothes and same-day sex toys, body hair removal, stab myself in the eye with mascara and eyeliner pencil, book tubal ligation, get period stopping birth control, septum ring, mani-pedi, smash gashes with lasses, fuck myself sore.
Day 2 would be a self-care day of cozy sweaters, cocoa, movies, and trying to vibrate my clit off.
Panic. I'd immediately wonder if I suffered a stroke in the middle of the night that makes me think I changed. Or if I did magically change, did other people's memories change too? I'd check my ID, birth certificate, any other paperwork, even old pictures for signs of gender. Figure out a way to indirectly ask a family member. Try to tell if my pets recognize me or are treating me like a stranger.
I'd have to text out sick from work as long as possible because I wouldn't know how to explain my sudden difference in voice and appearance. I'd be too busy panicking over what happened and trying to reevaluate everything I know about myself. Am I gay now? Am I trans now? Do all my interests stay the same? My socialization as a child didn't change and it's nurture not nature, right? Are my genetics different? Am I prone to different health risks now? Am I still me or did asgardian aliens put my memories in a clone body and mess up a chromosome?
If I don't change back I'll start doing research into legally changing gender and coming up with a story to tell everyone who knew me. I live in an area that's fairly pro-trans so at least I wouldn't have to face insurmountable legal hurdles to get a name and ID swap. At some point I'd consider HRT to go back, but that can take so long (especially because I'd sound insane if I explained what happened) I'd realistically have to transition both directions legally, which I imagine would be its own hell.
Eventually I'd calm down enough to explore myself physically.
Find it really effin fascinating. But then keep dressing in mens clothes.
I have a fascination with gender swapping (and general body transformation) but it has never extended to clothes. I dont get why its so often clothes and crossdressing that other people of this kind enjoy. I just would appreciate a different body. And lower height. And not being so scary-looking. But being socially able to dress in female clothing doesnt interest me at all.
I'd probably have to go through the long process of transitioning back as well as all the financial, legal, and medical problems associated with it, which would probably include immigration to a place where it's easier.
At the very least I am androgynous so it probably wouldn't take as long for me to get back to at least close to how I am but it would still suck.
That's an optimistic outlook by the way, I'm not going to discuss pessimistic/realistic because it's sad, unpleasant, and may trigger people.
I... don't really know? I legit don't know whether I'd feel dysphoria if I woke up in a female body unless it happened. I don't feel dysphoria in my current body but I like crossdressing and I'm not really that attached to the notion that I'm a man.
I would announce my transition online and isolate myself for 6 months with no pictures so I can try to keep being identified by society as the same person and not become undocumented and lose everything I own etc. Nobody's going to believe a story about magic bullshit, they would just assume you're a different person.
Not really a man (Agender and Intersex) but I am Male so I feel like I can answer this one.
I have a developmental condition which affects my body's ability to produce androgens so for me I wouldn't be much different aside from genitals since I never finished puberty and likely wouldn't have then either.
Not as big of a setback or difference than it would be for someone else but not being able to pee while standing would be a very big negative for me and I'm not really sure what I would do about that (probably get a Phalloplasty so I can pee properly again).
Is it just one day, or ongoing? Either way I'm probably going to take the day, call out from work, tell my family I'm not feeling well, and furiously google my symptoms.
Try out for the WNBA. I'd be one of the tallest and no one would think about driving the lane on me. I'd be a white Dennis rodman of the league. Easily be the best rebounder of all time.