As the drugs finally began to pass out of her system, Alex awoke with a start to unfamiliar sur-
roundings. Where she had been expecting to wake up, as she did traditionally, in her own bed, she
found that this was not the case. Instead she was in a dark room, with a splitting headache, and an
enormous unease throughout her whole body.
So there I was, two months after becoming a girl, on the dance floor, surrounded by beau-
tiful women professing to being my friends, with a man way too close to me. I could smell
his aftershave, and feel the warmth coming from his body. I wasn’t sure how I felt about
him. His handsomeness was intoxicating, every time I looked at him I got more confused,
and the more I felt his warmth, the more I began to feel something blooming within.
I was falling for my worst enemy. I’d have thought the transformation into a woman would have
been the strangest thing that ever happened to me. But sitting across from him at our private
dining table, laughing at his jokes, and staring into his baby blue eyes, all that bottled hatred
of the years was slowly flowing away. I couldn’t help but just feel he was so sweet and so
hardworking and so perfect. When he asked to see me again Ijumped at the chance, even
though the evening was far from over.
Inst a pill. inst a pill and then I’ll be a woman? I never knew it could be that easy. Should it be that
easy? Should it be that easy to change your entire person, your entire life. in a matter of seconds?
The pills themselves were a work in progress. and the company marketing them had a contract as
thick as a phone book for me to sign. and the litany of risks that catne with any procedure like that
was enough to make tny head spin. I wasn’t even sure if that was what I wanted. or if I was maybe
going too far looking for somewhere to belong. I still hadn’t tried chess club yet, leaping into anoth-
er body. potentially dangerously, definitely permanently. was a huge decision for an eighteen year
old to make. That was what tnade it so surprising when I felt the slight resistance of pen on paper,
and then the flourish of a signature. My life. signed away. but my soul. hopefully free.
So a few hours later I was in a very interesting position. Hopefully the only interesting position I
would be in that night. Not only had I transformed into a woman a few months earlier, not only
was I now going on a date with a man, not only was I very excited about going on a date with a
man, but I was going on a date with my worst enemy. The thought of it was so ugly and repellent,
and yet I couldn’t wipe the fucking smile off my face. What was I doing to myself? Was it some-
thing to do with my new body? There was this strange excitement running through me that I
couldn’t control. He’d been there, and then we were talking, and then he left with my phone
number.
Kylie had to really feel them to know that what see was seeing was real and that she was not dreaming. After knowing that what she saw was real she needed a minute to adjust to the new situation. Because when last night started she was Kyle. He remembers that he took a girl home but after that everything is one big
blur.
Good afternoon, you’re through to UltraReal Bodysuits Customer Care, my
name is Felicity. How can I help you today?
mmmmmppphhhh….
Hello?…Sir?…l ‘m afraid I didn’t catch that… Could you perhaps speak up a
little?
urrrrgggghhmm….
Okay, still not hearing you. I think maybe we have a bad connection. l’ll try my
best to help you anyway. I ‘m just running your phone number through our
secure customer database.
mmmm…ppphhhhrrrr….
Okay, here we are… l have you down as a Mr. Brad Keegan, is that correct sir?
yyhhhhhhrrrr.
When Matt and Paul had their track scholarships revoked and were forced to drop
out of college, they did what any good-looking, self respecting 20 year old guys
would do…they opened their own modelling agency. Astonishingly, their business
struggled initially, in fact in the first three months they were hired a grand total of
once… well Matt was hired. as a hair model in a barbershop menu. Putting it down to
hard luck. the boys gave up on the project and moved on. Paul even scraped enough
cash together to go away travelling. And then one day out of the blue Matt received
an email offering a respectable amount of money to buy M&P Modelling. Matt
checked who it was from, Mr. Heinrich Bunnimacher, hmmmm sounds fake! Out of
curiosity, Matt agreed to go and meet him at his house.
“O-Oh man… Th-This is…intense,” said Secret Agent Steven Hanes to himself in the hallway mirror. Agent
Hanes was a part of a select group of Agents for the Central Intelligence Agency that got to use the new,
secret equipment that took undercover missions to the next level. The machines could literally change the
physical forms of those that use it.
Felix took another long deep breath as he looked around him at where it had all
begun. The Palladium ‘s lobby lay empty since there were no matinee
performances on Saturday but for Feflx the room was packed to the rafters with
tension as he stared up at the poster advertising the return of The Great Simon.
the one person in the world that could rid him of the curse that was ruining his
life. Silently. he slipped through a door to where he knew the backstage area to
be in search of the famous hypnotist…