Investigative

Max knew investigating the parent company of the television station where he worked was dangerous, but he had no idea of quite how dangerous it would be. When he began to uncover the disappearance of low level workers, his boss told him to kill the story. He didn’t. He kept digging.

When he discovered the workers were being digitized by the company -- to bring about a next level AI program -- he was ready to break the story wide open.

The company wasn’t about to let that happen.

They decided to trap Max as they had so many others -- into the digital world he went. And even his identity was taken from his, his formed changed. And he was trapped as a woman only in television screens and computer monitors, and if he dared speak of what he found out? Well, his signal would then just be cut before he could.

Girl Power

The theory was simple enough. Most crimes were committed by men, aged 18-24, and the link to male hormones had become undeniable. Getting to the solution proved much harder, but it was only a matter of time before extreme measures were taken. Simply put: Any man between the ages of 18 and 24 would be forcedly transformed into a woman until their 26th birthday.

Arvin was one of the first convicted under the program. Even though his crimes of trespass and defacing property were relatively minor, the punishment was still transformation.

He saw the punishment as getting off easy -- in fact, it didn’t seem much of a punishment at all to him. On the day after his sentence started, he was back to the exact same behavior, regardless of what his body looked like. Of course, the subject matter of his defacement had changed somewhat...

Punished (Part 1)

“I’ll teach you about snooping around here,” The strange man in the lab coat said as Chris tried to get away.

But Chris couldn’t outrun the man’s gun. The thing didn’t fire bullets, and it wasn’t a taser. Instead, a strange blue beam knocked Chris to the ground and began to transform him. His body changed; it became more feminine; his hair grew out; his chest expanded; even his clothes changed.

The whole process felt like forever. It was more than enough time for him to regret exploring this spooky mansion on the edge of town. He thought no one lived there; he thought it was abandoned. Maybe this guy was a squatter. It’s not like that mattered now. It seemed like Chris was praying the price for going where he wasn’t invited. And he supposed he was lucky he wasn’t dead, but instead -- he had been transformed into a woman!

Unusual

“You got to admit that it’s a pretty messed up punishment,” Jerome said to Lawrence, “Isn’t there something in the Constitution against cruel and unusual?”

“It’s not so bad.” Lawrence replied, “Plus, I avoid jail time.”

“They stuck you in an old white lady’s body for how long? For how much weed?” Tyler interjected.

“Two weeks. It was just an eighth.”

Jerome decided to ask more, “And that old lady is just fine with being you for two weeks? Did she just volunteer for this or something? To treat young Black men a lesson or something?”

“Oh, God, no!” Lawrence laughed, “She’d absolutely miserable in my body! If you think this is bad for me, this is way worse for her! She was caught dong some sort of racist hate crime and forced into this punishment by the judge as much as I am. And apparently, my two weeks as her is only a short period of her very long sentence.”

All of Lawrence’s friends laughed at that, and then they returned to their game. It was still weird that their buddy was in the body of some crusty old white lady, but the fact that she was a miserable racist temporarily in a Black man’s body somehow made it better, or at least funny.

The Joys of Science (Part 4)

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And it wasn’t just the guys affected by Julian’s potion. Brittany was exactly the type of woman he had been targeting. She often found time to tease nerds like Julian, and she acted entitled and selfish. And yet, she didn’t exactly freak out when she woke up on Saturday morning as a guy. In fact, she saw an upside.

Her dad had always treated her brothers better than her. She had a feeling this was just a taste of what the rest of her life would be like -- with men being treated better than women. But now that she had become a man? Well, the table might finall turn. Perhaps she’d have more opportunities open to her; maybe her opinion would be respected more. At the very least, her dad could no longer treat her differently than her brothers, right?

The Joys of Science (Part 3)

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Ron’s girlfriend had gotten quite jealous after he had hit on Julia in front of her. The entire rest of the evening was filled with tension. Ron had made plans to take her back to a motel room at the end of the night, but he eventually found himself losing interest once the time rolled around. He thought back to his interaction with Julia, but his interest in her had waned as well. And so the night ended uneventfully, with Ron returning home and falling asleep in his own bed. The next morning would be quite the opposite.

As Ron slept, he had an odd dream of being in the locker room with the rest of the football team. It started off normally enough, but then Ron started making explicit offers to his teammates. Ron woke up in a cold sweat; he bolted upright in fear. Did he just dream he was gay? Did he have a secret inside of him that he was just realizing now? A macho football player like him? It seemed impossible in Ron’s mind, but upon catching a glimpse of himself in a mirror across the room, a brand new definition of “impossible” was starting to form.

In contrast to the photos on the wall of his former body in all it’s game playing glory, the reflection was that of a beautiful blonde woman. He tried telling himself that he was still dreaming. It had to be part of the dream, right? This had to be just a different manifestation of that same fear. The thought of his teammates was turning his new body on in ways he both recognized, but also completely unfamiliar with from a first person perspective.

He tried for quite a while to wake himself up, but he wasn’t asleep. He had truly transformed into a woman. He began to cry. He didn’t want to be a woman; he immediately wished he WAS simply gay. At least he could still play football is he was; he couldn’t play like this!

And, of course, he had no idea his change in gender was the result of Julian spiking the punch with his potion at last night’s prom.

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Julian’s skinny frame had often made him a popular target for teasing, but as “Julia” it worked to his advantage. After putting on makeup and putting on his older sister’s prom dress from a few years back, he had to admit that he made a fairly attractive woman. For the final step, he removed his glasses; he could barely see but he couldn’t risk anyone recognizing the frames.

He hadn’t quite anticipated just how attractive he had become. When he arrived at the prom, he drew the attention of many guys (much to the jealousy of their dates). When Ron approached, Julian was nervous. Not only was Ron captain of the football team, he was also one of Julian’s main tormentors.

“Do you even go to this school?” Ron asked.

“Guess I just usually blend into the background,” Julian responded nervously.

“I doubt a babe as hot as you could ever blend into the background and not be noticed.”

Fortunately, a slap to the face from Ron’s girlfriend ended the conversation. But the interuptions were frequently. While Julian had intended to be in and out, it ended up staying several hours before he was able to actually slip his transformative elixir into the punch bowl. He was a little worried about the timing and whether or not many people would actually be taking a drink at this point in the night. But then again, he could use his new found popularity to ensure the biggest offenders were properly punished -- eve if the results likely wouldn’t take effect until morning...

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Change

“I told you!” The crazy old homeless man shouted, “I told you that if you didn’t give me change that I would give you change! And I gave you change! I gave you so much change!”

Brad and Moniqa could only stare at each other for several minutes as the homeless man continued to gloat. They were both walking by as he asked for change, and they both ignored him. He cast some sort of magic spell to swap their bodies, and now they were both trying to figure out what to do.

“Dude,” Brad asked, “If we give you change, would you swap us back?”

“Oh, no, it’s much too late for that,” The old man replied, “What is changed cannot be unchanged!”

“If we gave you cash, would you at least shut up?” Moniqa suggested.

“For a bit...perhaps.”

Moniqa took $10 from Brad’s wallet and gave it to the man; he soon quieted down. She turned to Brad, “Why didn’t you just give him money in the first place? You’re clearly loaded. I’m dead ass broke!”

“Well, I didn’t think he’d cast some spell to swap my body with someone else! It’s not like I can give money to every homeless guy I come across.”

“Well, maybe now that you’re me, you’ll learn what it’s like to struggle. By the way, my name is Moniqa, with a Q! I guess it’s your name now.”

“And maybe now that you’re Brad instead of me being Brad, you’ll learn being rich isn’t so easy either! Speaking of which, you’re lunch break is over in five minutes, and you have a pretty important meeting. I hope you don’t screw it up, for both of our sake’s.”

Bullied

Rhys sat nervously on the bed as he waited for Aiden to arrive. He couldn’t believe what he was about to do, but he ran through the weird series of events that brought him to this point. It had all started one day at work when he felt sick. By the next day, he had been transformed into a woman somehow. Not being sure what to do, he posted to social media for help. A few female friends offered to give him some clothes that fit, he was thankful. And then there was Aiden.

According to his profile, Aiden had gone to the same high school, but Rhys didn’t recognize him. Aiden explained he was a scientist, and actually had done research into spontaneous changing of genders; he even had a cure. Though he warned Rhys the cure may be unpleasant.

Rhys begged Aiden to help him out. And Aiden had to explain the cure could only be injected through intercourse. Rhys was hesitant, but desperate. And that’s why he was waiting for Aiden now. Rhys couldn’t believe he was going to sleep with a guy, but if it meant returning to normal, it would be worth it.

After it was over, Rhys asked Aiden how long it would take to transform back. Aiden just laughed. He was an expert on spontaneous gender changes, and he had used that to transform Rhys in the first place. There was no changing back; there was no cure. Sleeping together had just been a way to humiliate Rhys, who had bullied Aiden in high school. And Aiden was mad that Rhys didn’t even seem to remember!

A Difficult Apology

I was at the mall with my girlfriend as she tried on dresses, and she began complaining about how she needed a size up. I made some comment about how Asians like her are never fat, and told her she must be doing something wrong. The minute I saw her face, I knew how badly I screwed up.

In the next instant, I found myself in a different part of the mall. I should’ve probably mentioned my girlfriend is a bit of a witch and she used her magic to swap me into someone else’s body. Clearly in response to my comments, I was now in the body of an Asian woman who was clearly on the heavier side. It wasn’t the first time I had screwed up, and I was sure a swift apology would get her to use her magic to turn me back to normal. I just needed to get to her.

I tried to get to the store where we had been, but she had already left. I had to go search from store to store. All the while, I had to hear people make comments on my weight (from side whispers to rather rude shouts) and a few racist taunts. I was sure that was part of her spell, but it certainly hurt. After some time, I realized she had probably left the mall, and I’d have to go meet her back at home. I groaned as I realized that meant going cross town on the bus looking like this...ugh, what a day!

Reform

The process was painless. Dexter had simply stood in one pod while someone outside flipped a switch. In a blink, he founf himself in a nearly identical pod, except now he was in Clara’s body. Now all he needed to do was wait for the doors to open. He began to nervously fiddle with his fingers in anticipation, a anxious habit Clara had when she had this body that he now subconsciously picked up. He’d have to put on a good show when it opened; he needed to act upset or pretend to be angry. After all, being in Clara’s body was supposed to be “punishment,” but the only reason he ever got in broke the law was because he had rumors about the pods, about criminals being swapped into the bodies of braindead women in the hopes that they would reform as a result. For Dexter, it was all just an act. He saw this as an opportunity to become a woman, and he was going to take it. He had succeeded! He was Clara now! As the doors opened, he did his best turn his huge smile into a scowl.

Punishment

“What’s going on here? Why did you kidnap me? Is anyone there?” A very scared Keysha screamed out.

“We didn’t kidnap you,” A voice boomed in Keysha’s head, “Your punishment is over, Mr. Jones.”

“Punishment? What punishment? Who is Mr. Jones? I think you have the wrong person.”

“Not at all. You have spent the last year as Keysha Thompson, a persona created by the state. It was a punishment for your hate crimes. We temporarily erased your own memories to experience life on the other side.”

“Hate crimes? Was this Mr. Jones some sort of white supremacist? But I love being a Black woman? Why would I ever want to go back to being this Mr. Jones guy? He sounds terrible!”

“Computing...” The voice paused, “You do have a choice. You may keep your current body, but you must take back your memories of being George Jones. You cannot run from your actions.”

“Okay! Okay! That! Yes!”

And so George Jones memories rushed into Keysha’s body. He remembered his racism, his hate crime, his trial, and his sentence. Even though he could recalled his time as Keysha as well, George’s history of hate was mostly winning out.

“Oh, God,” He shouted, “No, I want my body back! I don’t want to be this woman! I want MY body!”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Thompson,” The voice replied, “But you have already made your choice. We are done here.”

Never (Part 4)

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Once George got to the office, his hormones ran wild upon seeing all the guys there. He tried to flirt with them and got quite aggressive, reaching to places he shouldn’t or hiking up his leather skirt in the hopes one of the guys would just take him. It was a little too much for any professional environment.

He got called into the boss’s office -- which was actually his office. He paced the room, wondering if Nicole was now in his body. He had hopes she’d understand what he was going through, or maybe offer to relieve his tension.

It was still a shock to watch his own body walk through the door. He wanted to ask about the swap; he wanted to ask what Jen had done to her. Instead all he could think about was that the person in front of him was a man, a man who could fill his desires. He stammered as he asked for a favor.

He watched a smile come across his former body’s face as it spoke, “Technically, I could report you to HR for what you did out there, and what you’re doing in here. But maybe we can keep this between just the two of us...”

Never (Part 3)

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The next morning, George woke up in Nicole’s bed. He had no idea how his wife got into her head that he had slept with her, but now he was in Nicole’s body as a result. He knew that being female should feel foreign and strange, but it almost felt normal; he wondered if this was part of Jen’s hypnosis.

He thought about staying in bed all day, but he knew he had work. However, the thought of seeing men int he office got him excited enough to give him the motivation to get ready. He picked out an outfit that he was sure would entice one or two (at least).

He hated how much he was focused on satisfying this need Jen put in his head, but it too felt natural. He couldn’t seem to do anything about it, no matter how hard he tried...

Never (Part 2)

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“Don’t lie to me,” Jen scolded as she pulled out a small device.

“Will that force me to tell the truth?” George asked, “Because I am! I never cheated on you!”

“No, this is the next part of your punishment. You’ll still be you, but in one way you’ll be very much like the little slut you appear to be. You’ll crave men. You’ll seduce them. You’ll want them inside of you. And you will find you will do just about anything to make it happen.”

“Please, Jen, don’t do this.”

“You did this to yourself, George.”

“But I didn’t! Please”

“It’s too late for that.”

Never (Part 1)

George awoke to find himself tied down. He struggled to break free, but the binds were too tight. He could feel something was wrong with his body, but until he screamed for help he had no idea what. But the voice that screamed wasn’t his own; it was higher pitched. He knew what was wrong. He was a woman! A person responded to his cries for help, and momentarily he was relieved to see his wife, Jen. But instead of helping, she just glared at him.

“Jen!” George shouted, “Help me out!”

“Not yet. I’m not done with you yet.” She replied coldly.

“Did you do this? Why?”

“Don’t you recognize her, George? That slut from your office that you cheated on me with?”

“Jen, I‘ve never cheated on you!”

Another Tattoo

Sergio got of his car feeling happy to be alive. He had gone out to the tattoo parlor to get his fifth tattoo on his girlfriend’s request. She had designed it to compliment a tattoo of her own with some strange ancient symbols in a circle arrangement. It wasn’t identical, but she explained they “went together.” But as he drove home, his body started to morph. He got shorter and had trouble reaching the pedals. He nearly got into an accident, and he was horrified to find he had transformed into a woman. He also had no idea what he was going to tell his girlfriend, or explain who he really was.

It turned out, he didn’t need to tell her anything. She was waiting for him when he got out of the car. She explained that the tattoo she told him to get was actually a magic symbol. Now that it was on his body, she could do anything she wanted to him, including turning him into a woman. Sergio started to protest. He asked why. She looked back at him sternly, explaining that she knew all about how he had cheated on her two months ago. Sergio got quiet; he knew things were going to get a lot worse.

Creep

“And I hope this body swapping curse teaches you...wait, why are you smiling,” Angela asked confused after using a magic spell to swap bodies with the guy who had been ogling her as she passed by him.

“Because this a dream come true,” Marvin responded, “I wasn’t staring at you because I wanted to ask you out or get you into bed, I was staring because I wanted to BE you. And now somehow you made that happen. You have no idea how it feels to be like you’re the wrong gender, and then somehow like magic it’s solved. Thank you! Thank you so much!”

Angela didn’t quite know how to respond. She was hoping to teach a creep a lesson by making him experience what it was like to be a woman for a bit, but this creep turned out to actually be grateful. She wanted to knock that grin off her own face and try to explain the many challenges of being a woman, but some reason, she also didn’t want to burst his bubble so readily...

Rehabilitation

When Leo was arrested for a minor level offense, he was worried. He had just turned eighteen and was convinced the judge was going to put him away in an adult detention facility. However, the judge suggested an alternate rehabilitation program instead. Leo quickly agreed without even asking the details. As it turned out, the program involved swapping bodies with a volunteer for a year, and the next thing he realized, Leo was whisked to a facility where he met the person he’d be swapping with. The woman sitting before him was blonde and in her 30s. She told him about her husband and two kids, as well as the schedule he’d be expected to maintain even though she was just a homemaker. He wanted to protest, but he figured being a chick for a year was still better than going to jail.

As the months passed, despite Leo’s hesitation, he was starting to love his life as a housewife. He enjoyed doing yoga, attending mommy and me classes, doing the grocery shopping for a family, and even cooking dinner. In fact, his biggest concern soon became not wanting to give up this glorious suburban woman’s life for his own. He figured that was part of the point of the program -- to show what sort of lifestyle he could have if he tried. Yet it wasn’t just the lifestyle he was in love with, it was the life itself -- this woman, her body. He didn’t want just any nice life, he wanted to keep this one

Somewhere Exotic

Junior knew he was practically the poster child for a wealthy young man born into money. He hadn’t worked a day in his life, flashed his cash to get the attention of women, and was generally obnoxious. He was on his yacht just off the coast with a dozen beautiful women when one of them suggested going somewhere exotic. Junior smiled and let her drive the yacht as he flirted with her and often groped her.

Anna felt rather humiliated, but withstood it for hours knowing her revenge was coming soon. Sure enough as the small island appeared on the horizon, it was her time to smile. When they got close enough, the strangest thing happened, everyone on the boat swapped bodies with each other. All of the beautiful women swapped with each other, and Anna luckily swapped into Junior’s body. Junior was shocked to find himself in the body of one of the other women. Anna explained Exchange Island to him, and it’s mysterious body swapping. He demanded to leave. She explained he was no longer the one in control of this situation. Anna’s first order of business would be to call back to shore and transfer money out of Junior’s accounts to each of the women on board -- seeing as how she could voice verify the transfer right now. Then they’d spend some time on Exchange Island where Junior would be stuck in a woman’s body. Anna and all the other woman hoped he’d learn a lesson from it or treat women better afterward. Even if he didn’t, forcing him to be a woman for a while still felt like poetic justice.