Sunday, April 6, 2025

Forgot Your Robe

“Jim! Jim!” It was his wife’s voice, or rather, what his wife’s voice will be for the next two weeks. He turned to look, hunched over with a lack of confidence, not quite befitting the gorgeous body he’d be stuck in for the same amount of time.

“You forgot your robe,” She said trying to hand him the white terricloth just as he stepped into the pool.

“I’m not wearing that in the pool. It’ll be too heavy to swim.” Jim reasoned.

“Yes, well, um,” His wife was clearly hesitating before she finally spit out, “You know I don’t like you looking at other women’s bodies.”

Jim sighed, “Whether I like it or not, I’m going to be stuck in this woman’s body for the next two weeks. Looking at it is going to be unavoidable. I’m going to use the bathroom, and shower, and even just getting ready.”

His wife knew he was right. She still wasn’t comfortable with this.

Saturday, April 5, 2025

Duets

Katie always had a crush on her friend Jason. So when he brought a girlfriend that he introduced as Audrey to their friend group’s karaoke night, she was devastated. But she told herself the relationship was new, and maybe it could fall apart on its own in quick order. Or maybe she could drive a wedge between them.

Duets weren’t uncommon on karaoke night, and she kept asking Jason to do ones with her. He agreed without questioning or thinking about her motivations. It was probably about their fifth song together when the flash of light happened. At first they thought it was the television, but everyone soon started discovering they had swapped bodies.

Katie was among the first when she brushed some blonde hair out her face as she realized she was now in Audrey’s body. Not realizing she wasn’t the only one, she took the opportunity to give what she thought was Jason a big kiss on the lips.

Jason still had a microphone in his hand, but he screamed at the sight of his own body kissing his girlfriend and realizing he was now in Katie’s body. The now high pitch voice amplified by the microphone caused everyone to cover their ears, “What the hell!? That’s my body!”

It took Katie a moment to realize her former body wasn’t referring to herself. “Jason?” She asked her own body.

“Sorry, dude, your girlfriend is hot. I’m not gonna say no.” Both Jason and Katie realized it was their friend Ethan inside of Jason’s body.

“I’m his girlfriend,” The muscular bartender holding two beers in his hands said.

“Then who are you?” Jason asked Katie.

“Katie,” She quietly confessed from inside Audrey’s body.

“But why...” Jason thought about his own question, the way she had been acting all night, and even about hints in the past. He suddenly realized Katie’s crush on him. He realized they all had bigger problems right now, so he added, “We can talk about it later...”

The Curse of Misogyny

Marissa always hated when he husband went out drinking after work, and she hated it even more when he didn’t come home until the AM hours. She had intended to give him a lecture about it the next morning, but once he came downstairs, she realized she had a lot of different questions to ask him.

For starters, she usually would have to look up when lecturing him, but now they were eye-to-eye. He had somehow lost a significant amount of height. Then there was the outline of breasts clearly now on his chest. And, if she was not mistaken, his body was even developing distinctive feminine curves as well.

Instead of a lecture, the only thing Marissa could ask was, “What the hell happened to you?”

Her husband sighed. He knew he had to confess. “There was this witch. She cursed us all. And any time we are inappropriate or misogynistic with women, we become more and more feminine, slowly transforming into women. Dimitri had completely transformed by the end of the night.” He left out the part where he was the one who hit on the witch that caused them all too get cursed.

Marissa, of course, knew her husband well enough. She knew what he was like. Given the nature of the curse, she was actually surprised he wasn’t further along. Instead of being mad, she just looked at him and said, “I’m sure you will be caught up to Dimitri by the end of the day.”

Friday, April 4, 2025

Digital Love

Kaya was a leading young mind in the field of robotics. No one doubted she was a genius, and she saw being called a “dork” or a “nerd” with a sense of pride. While many of her friends had boyfriends in high school or college, Kaya didn’t date for the first time until she was 25. He was a boy from the states named Neal. Things went well for a time -- until he cheated on her. Kaya didn’t get visibly upset when finding out; she didn’t even tell him she knew. Instead, she invited Neal to her lab to “show him something.”

Removing every last thought from his head and placing them inside a robot body was probably punishment enough, but Kaya didn’t stop there. The robot body was certainly feminine -- at least as feminine as a robot body could be -- and she could program it to change him in any way she wanted. She boosted up his love for her and his feminine side. It felt like she created the perfect mate. And for a while, their relationship certainly felt like that. If only the story ended there.

But inside Neal’s new robotic brain, there were things happening. The AI that Kaya had created for the robots in the first place were enhancing his own thoughts; he was quickly becoming as smart as Kaya, if not smarter. His boosted feminine urges weren’t satisfied by his robotic body. He wanted to be a real woman, and he could only think of one woman he loved enough to become.

It wasn’t hard to get Kaya alone. Neal was often alone with her; they went everywhere together. He just needed a late night at the lab. He knew the equipment as well as she did these days. He could remove her thoughts in the same way she had removed his, and that’s just what he did -- essentially storing Kaya’s mind on a hard drive. Then he did the same process to download himself into her body. Now in Kaya’s body, he watched his former robot form power down. He then took out the hard drive with Kaya’s mind and gave it a kiss. He’d always keep the drive close to him. After all, he loved Kaya so much that he wouldn’t want harm to come to her, yet he couldn’t risk placing her in a robot body as she had done with him. And he could love her even better now that he was in her body too!

The Painting

Ethan stared at the face in the abstract painting, and he couldn’t help but notice that it looked remarkably similar to his current face -- the woman he had somehow transformed into. Yet he also remembered the last time he came to this museum; it had been different; it had been male. However, searching through brochures at the museum, the face in the painting had always looked as it currently has. In most normal situations, he’d assume his memory was simply wrong, but this was not a normal situation. Transforming into a woman had been too strange, too memorable, and too magical for this memory to be misaligned. Much like the painting, everyone had thought he always had been a woman after the transformation. It had to be related somehow. But how? Nothing was revealed by merely observing the painting, and his research turned up nothing as well. But it had to have answers; there had to be some way to reveal its secrets. And maybe, just maybe, he’d also find a way to get back to normal.

Ethan stared at the face in the abstract painting, and he couldn’t help but notice that it looked remarkably similar to his current face -- the woman he had somehow transformed into. Yet he also remembered the last time he came to this museum; it had been different; it had been male.

However, searching through brochures at the museum, the face in the painting had always looked as it currently has. In most normal situations, he’d assume his memory was simply wrong, but this was not a normal situation. Transforming into a woman had been too strange, too memorable, and too magical for this memory to be misaligned. Much like the painting, everyone had thought he always had been a woman after the transformation. It had to be related somehow. But how? Nothing was revealed by merely observing the painting, and his research turned up nothing as well. But it had to have answers; there had to be some way to reveal its secrets. And maybe, just maybe, he’d also find a way to get back to normal.