Jordan knelt on the bed waiting for Michael to join him. He took one of the roses out of the arrangement and held it up to his nose. As a man, he never appreciated how great they smelled.
When he was younger, Jordan sometimes wondered what his wedding would look like. How he would look look in his tux waiting for his bride to walk down the isle and greet him. He never in a million years thought that the bride would be him.
Sure enough though just a few short hours ago, he played the role of blushing bride very well. Down the isle he walked, his dresses hugging his feminine curves, his hips swaying and his heels clicking as he walked towards his husband.
The Great Shift changed everything. Somethings visible, somethings not so much. It changed who Jordan was, what he looked like, and even the way he thought. And now, as he waited in his wedding lingerie, for the first time, Jordan was grateful for each individual change.
Even in the Great Shift, love finds a way.

“Oh thank god!” Ryan exclaimed in his new feminine voice. The door to his room had just swung open and it revealed someone who, for the first time in months, was not his captors. “Do you speak english?” Ryan asked, his heart racing.
The man stood there in silence, his eyes surveying Ryan’s naked body.
Ryan felt himself blush. He was not used to the attention he now attracted from men, embarrassed, he covered his chest.
“Remove hands,” The man said in broken english, he spoke with a russian accent.
“Please sir,” Ryan said, “You have to help me. The people here…they are trying to make me into something I’m not.”
The man moved closer, “Very pretty girl.” He said.
Ryan’s heart began to race faster, “No you don’t understand. I’m not a girl, or at least I didn’t used to be. They did this to me!”
The man was right on top of Ryan now. He took one of his large hands and cupped Ryan’s new breasts gently. “Very nice. Expensive but nice.” He said, “I pay top dollar for you.”
“I’m not a woman, you’ve made a mistake.” Ryan said, in tears at this point.
“You girl now.” He said, a twisted smile forming at his mouth, “Tonight you become woman.”

Gary thought he was clever. He thought he had his plan all figured out. He split his weeks in half. Every other day, he would attend one set of classes as himself, and the other half he would spend as Maddie. The body suit was made so well that it would fool anyone. Including his girlfriend.
For about a year now, Gary suspected that his girlfriend had been cheating on him. So he finally devised a plan that would allow him to break though her defenses unsuspected; as a best friend. Gary knew his girlfriend inside and out, and it would be oh so easy for him to use this information as Maddie, to get close to her.
His plan was working like a charm, that is until last week. His girlfriend invited Maddie to come stay with her over spring break. Figuring that it would give him ample time to finally get the answers he was looking for, Gary agreed.
What he didn’t take into account however, was his body suits biometric seal. When left on for over four days, the suit has a tendency seal itself permanently. A quick trip to the dealer will fix this problem, however, unfortunately for Gary, the dealer is nine states way back home.
As it turned out Gary’s girlfriend was not cheating on him, but Gary had to learn that the hard way. He was now forced to continue the semester as Maddie, although, much of the male population on campus don’t see this as a problem.

“You are crazy Sara!” Eugene shouted at his girlfriend backstage, “There is no such thing as magic!”
“Gene, I’m serious!” Sara said, panic in her voice, “I was only in costume for fifteen minutes and look at me.” She said gesturing to her body, “My chest is more masculine, and my boobs are shrinking.”
Gene took a good look at his girlfriends body. He had to admit that it certainly did look different. But what she was describing was impossible.
“You are just getting cold feet,” Eugene said, trying to stay calm, “You were the one that suggested this stupid gender bender play and now you want to back out.”
Sara stomped her feet in aggression, “You don’t even see it do you. How long have you been in costume? One hour? Two? Maybe Three?” She asked.
Eugene shrugged, “Probably closer to three.”
“Do you even have to try to keep your voice high? Or do you not realize you sound like a girl now?” Sara asked.
“What are you-” Eugene stopped, realizing that he did sound like a girl.
Sara moved closer to him, “Are you positive those are just breast forms on your chest?”
Eugene nodded nervously.
Suddenly Sara tore open Eugene’s top, revealing to his horror what was on his chest. His breast forms had disappeared completely, leaving in their place, two large, very female, very real breasts.
Eugene stood silent looking down in horror at his female body and realizing his girlfriend was 100% correct. Something was transforming their bodies to match their costumes.