Spindizzy's tales of transformation

  Megan Marx & Liz Jordan "But why?" Brad asked too confused by his sudden transformation to be angry right away "You tell me you've found a phone app to reprogram reality, and to prove it you decide to change us into aa pair of bimbos instead of, I don't know, basketball players or something?" "Well, duh!" Helena, as Gary now insisted on being called, giggled, her obvious enthusiasm bubbling out, "Obviously I had to turn us into girls. That's what all guys dream about, right? Take a break from all that itchy nasty body hair and ugly big muscles. We get to smell nice and dress up pretty, I bet we'll have so much fun! Come on, we had to at least try it out." "Helena," Brad said, pausing while a radiant smile spread across his friend's face at his use of her chosen name before continuing as carefully and calmly as he could manage, "I need you to listen to me. Guys.  Do not.  Wish.  To be.  Girls!" "C...

  Pete was a prickly sort of guy. Good looking enough but hard to get close to. Most people bounced hard off his gruff exterior. Porcupine Pete, they called him around the office but I sensed there was more to him than that. So, when he tried to push me away I kept trying to get closer. Slowly I chipped away at his shell until we became first friends and then lovers.  Only then, in the comforting darkness of our bed, was he able to fully open up to me. He told about his life, how he'd never felt comfortable in his own skin. How he'd slowly come to realise that he was not the man he presented himself to the world as. How, unable to admit the truth to anyone he had shut himself off from others afraid to let anyone in that might force him confront the lie he was living.  I held her in my arms as she dropped her last defenses and said out loud for the first time the secret she had been destroying her all these years. She was a woman, she might have a male body but that didn't...

Ben didn't hesitate, didn't even think. He just acted slamming into the kid and knocking them aside a  split second before the speeding truck hit and then... Nothing, no wail of sirens, no fear or pain just a profound sense of peace and comfort. When he opened his eyes again it was to the sight of most beautiful woman he'd ever seen leaning over him.  "Fear not Ben," she said in a soft musical voice "your times of tribulation are ended. Welcome, welcome to your reward." Her smile lit up the already sunlit room as she unfolded great eagel's wings from her back. "You, you're and Angle!" He squeaked starring at the vision of devine beauty "So, is this heaven?" "Oh no sweetie," she said with a laugh like warm honey "This is California, we won't be taking you to the Silver City for many many years yet." "I'm alive? But that truck, my body..." he trailed off as a barrage of new sensations penetr...

Stop calling me Jack! How many times do I have to tell you my name is Gina now. I haven't spent the last year taking hormones and having experimental nano-surgery just so you can keep calling me bay that ugly boy's name. I mean, just look at me, do I sound like a man? Do I dress or walk or stand like a man? Do these tits look like they belong to a man? No, they do not. I'm not him any more and the sooner you accept that the happier we will both be!

 originally posted on tumblr; April 2014