“Sam, we need to talk.” Her father said as he sat her down, “I finally did it. I finally fixed the machine.”
Sam was confused for a moment but it finally dawned on her, “You really did it?” She asked.
Her father nodded, “We can finally do it, you can go back to being a man.”
Sam sat in silence for a few minutes, before her father let her be.
Max was at war with himself as he let Jack take another picture. He was only supposed to use his powers to fill in for his sister at school, that was the deal. Weekends he would be free to return to his own form. So why was he in a hotel room on a Friday night, in the shape of his sister, on his own?
“Well mom,” Andrew asked as his mother walked into the dressing room, “How do I look?”
“Come on guys, you don’t need to make comments like that in front of me.” Evan said, having heard the last sexist comment he could take.
“Okay, okay we’re sorry.” Greg said, though he couldn’t seem to hide his grin behind his apology. As much as Evan hated to admit it, ever since he contracted estrogen poisoning, it was so much easier to hang out with his female friends. They never made him stop to look a dirty magazines or make comments about other women that walk by. And even though they will never admit it, Evan knows his guy friends check him out.
“I mean, any woman can look like one of these sluts.” Evan said, “Hell I would look like that if I took off half of my clothes and put on a bra to push my boobs up.” He rolled his eyes, “I can’t do this any more guys. I am a woman now, we just can’t do the things we used to.”
“Target is over in the corner chatting up the waitress.” Agent Wilson said to his partner, “Do you want to move now?” He said turning back around to face Agent Greene.
Greene stood silent staring down at his body.
“Hello?” Wilson said, “Do you want to move now? What’s wrong with you?” He asked.
“I don’t know man,” Greene said slowly, “Doesn’t this bother you at all?” He said gesturing to their new bodies. “I mean, I know we signed up for it but I never thought they would have the tech to actually pull it off.”
Wilson sighed and rubbed his forehead, “It’s like the doctors said, this is only temporary.”
“But I feel so weak and help less.” Greene said with an anxious tone, “We have female bodies and no weapons. What if we need to defend ourselves.”
Wilson put his hand on Greene’s slender, bare shoulders, “Look at us buddy, The Company gave us the best weapons we could ever ask for,” He reached up to his chest and pressed his breasts together, “It’s called cleavage. And you and I both know that no man can resist it.”
Greene smiled a bit.
“Now lets man up, straighten our dresses and take down our target.” Wilson said with determination.
“Oh please,” Jason said after having listened to his friend complain for the last hour, “at least you don’t have to carry around these all the damn time.”
Jason and Tony were both victims of the great shift, and while Tony was lucky enough to remain a man, Jason was having a harder time adjusting.
“I mean for goodness sake, boo-friggen-hoo, ‘I was in much better shape before the shift, I’m so much older now.'” Jason mocked, “Get over it. I used to have a dick! I used to be able to pee standing up! I didn’t used to have guys stare at my chest and ass!” He exclaimed.
He took another sip of his wine as Tony stood in silence.
Of course he would never tell Tony that he was starting to enjoy the perks of being a woman, he just couldn’t take another minute of the complaining .
“Dude, I’m telling you, it is great.” Duane said as he walked into the pool house. “I don’t think I have paid for a drink once this entire vacation!”
John marched into the restaurant. As he did, he felt many of the patrons eyes turn to him, or at least parts of him. He no longer cared.
He saw her sitting in a booth in the corner, she was alone, just as she promised she would be. John marched over to her, his heels clicking loudly as he walked.
“You bitch.” He hissed as he approached the table.
“Oh good,” She said with a wicked smile, “Why don’t you take a seat.” She said gesturing to the other side of the booth.
John carefully slid in with his knees together and crossed his legs.
“What lady like manors you have.” She said with a giggle.
“I can’t control it.” John said angrily, “I know how to dress, do my make up, my hair. I know how to walk, talk, sit and live like a woman. And I hate it!”
She turned her head to the side, playing coy, “But I thought this is what you wanted?” She said.
“I never agreed to this!” John said gesturing to his chest, “You said you would help me understand women!”
“And I provided.” She said, “Never did I state how you would receive this knowledge. Consider it hands on training.”
John folded his arms across his chest, “Deals off, change me back. I want out of the contract.”
She shook her head, “I’m sorry but a deal is a deal.” She stood up, “You are going to have to learn to live with it. Don’t worry, I will be back in ten years to collect your side of the contract.” she began to walk away, “Ten years isn’t that long.” She said before vanishing.
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.”