After a Few Months

Marc hadn’t complained much since the Great Shift, but after a few months, he was finally ready to let loose about one particular frustration about his new body. As he sat doing crunches at the gym, he began to talk about with the person next to him.

“I think I was probably depressed when the Great Shift first happened,” Marc confessed, “I mean, I couldn’t stop eating! I think I was sad about being a woman now instead of the man I once was; I cried alone a lot. And I started to gain weight, so I told myself to eat better and to go to the gym. I mean, I’ve been doing that a lot; I’m here now, right!? And yet, I keep gaining weight! Look at me! I’m getting a beer belly...and I don’t even drink! I’m sorry to unload on you, it’s just that --”

The person next to Marc interupted, “Are you stupid? I don’t mean to be rude, but, seriously, how dumb can you be. That body isn’t ‘getting fat;’ it’s pregnant. I guess even when men have female anatomy, they choose to be absolutely clueless about it. What did you think when you didn’t get your period?”

“My what? Pregnant?” Marc’s heart was racing. He hadn’t even considered it, but once they said it, he knew they were right! He WAS pregnant!

This Is How I Amuse Myself

Lauren felt dizzy after getting off the amusement park ride. Something about it was much more intense than usual. As the dizziness settled down, she flipped out once she realized she was now in the body of some random guy! She desperately began to search the park for her former body; she finally found it as night fell. It was sitting on a bench holding an odd device.

“Give me back my body!” Lauren demanded.

“I’m afraid that’s impossible,” The man now in her body replied, “Our swap was a test -- a successful test! But I have placed pieces in the park, which will trigger a massive swapping event for everyone in the park. Well, everyone over there on that side of the park. I’ve quite taken to your body and I don’t plan on giving it up. But I think if you rush over there, you might be lucky enough to get a better body than my former balding, middle aged one.”

“Why the hell would you do this?” Lauren cried.

“It’s an amusement park, is it not? This is how I amuse myself. Now, you’d better hurry. I really think you’ll want to take your chances amongst the choas that’s about to happen...”

The Prison

I wasn’t quite sure exactly how they snuck up on me to kidnap me and place me in a prison. I figured I was lucky that they hadn’t locked it, and I began to explore around in order to find a way out.

I came across a woman sitting in a cell. She looked extremely beautiful but also skinny enough that I was worried she was malnourished. I opened the door to her cell; it had been unlocked as well, but she didn’t seem anxious to escape.

“You’re new? So I guess he’s not dead,” She mumbled before speaking more clearly, “There’s this mad scientist, and he does weird things to people. I used to be a guy like you until he transformed me into...this! Yeah, I look like a woman, but I’m not sure. Part of what he did to me makes me unable to take off this outfit. Maybe it’s my skin? I’m not sure. I don’t seem to need to use the bathroom anymore; I haven’t in months. Or at least it seems like months. He stopped feeding me shortly after he did this as well; that’s why I thought he was dead. But if he has taken you and placed you here...well, I’m sure he had plans for you. You’re probably in the stage where you think there is escape from this place. There is no escape. He will only release you when he is done with you. And maybe now that you’re here, he will be done with me soon.”

Support Group

The support group was one of many set up after the Great Shift with the hopes that people who found themselves in a different gender would benefit from talking with others dealing with the same situation. Ryan had been going since the first week after the Shift, but he had always stayed quiet until tonight.

“I think I’m finally ready to speak up. You can call me,” He paused to think of a name, “Lily.”

“Hi, Lily,” The group responded.

“I think I’m ready to open up because its the first session with no guys...or no women now in guys’ bodies...or, well, whatever. I guess I don’t want to rub this in their faces, but I actually love this. I love being in this body. I love being a woman. The hardest thing about this is that I feel like I’m not SUPPOSED to say that. I’m supposed to be mad or unwilling to accept this, but it’s not like that for me. I feel like all my fighting is just me putting up the front that other people expect. I mean, it’s been months and yet this is my first time wearing a skirt to work! I loved it! I’ve been wanting to do that since day one! But despite clearly having a woman’s body now, there’s still this weird expectation...this weird masculine pressure that I still can’t shake even in this body...”

Decision (Part 2)

View Part 1 of Decision.

Last night was probably my only chance to get back to my original body, but I didn’t take it. I didn’t even speak to Charlotte and ask her why she stole my body. So I guess I’m Charlotte now. I know, I know. Technically, I’ve been Charlotte for the pst two weeks. But there’s a real difference between being stuck in someone’s body with the expectation of returning to your own -- versus being in someone else’s body and embracing that new body is yours for good. No one liked Charlotte; she was such an unpleasant person. But now I’ve got to rebuild all those bridges and recreate friendships with people who brushed her off a long time ago.

But I have Emily. She’s been amazing these past two weeks, and, really, for as long as I’ve known her. And I guess she’s a lesbian? And I guess we’re dating? I guess that makes me a lesbian too now, right? That should help. Everyone likes Emily. People will probably think it’s weird that she’s dating me; that’s she dating Charlotte. But once they get to know the new Charlotte; it’ll be normal again. Well, as normal as it can be to be stuck in someone else’s body for the rest of my life.