Thursday, April 2, 2026

Quiet

When Jonah wished he could become a woman, this wasn’t exactly what he had in mind. He thought he’d become a wild, sexy woman -- not a quiet and reserved librarian. He often tried to be a bit more extroverted, but was it didn’t last long before he was forced to retreat due to the overwhelmingly shy nature of this body.

He realized he didn’t mind it. He was still a woman at the end of the day, and that was the most important piece of all this. Having a steady job with a lot of peaceful moments was also a pretty good thing. He could slip away for a bit, and no one would even notice he was gone.

He was still not entirely sure how it had happened. This whole identity just seemed to appear out of nowhere after he became her. But he still loved every minute.

Wednesday, April 1, 2026

Double Date

My girlfriend and I had agreed to go on a double date with John and Chloe...if you could still call it that.

You see, John and Chloe had recently undergone a process called “The Merge” to affirm their commitment to each other. The whole thing seemed a little weird to me, as they were now one single person with Chloe being the left side and John beng the right. They spoke as a single entity now, with seemingly singular interests. They complained about buying a bra for a chest that was completely flat on one side. They talked about wearing a heel on one side to even the height of their legs. I didn’t want to ask about intimacy or using the restroom; I didn’t even want to think about it.

After lunch, I felt a little sick to my stomach thinking about John and Chloe. But then my girlfriend turned to me and started to ask about when WE were going to merge.

Hold the Marinara (Video)

Tuesday, March 31, 2026

Hold the Marinara

She wanted to scream, but she couldn’t. None of this made any sense. She had taken one disgusting whiff of the fried food placed on her table, and suddenly found herself swapping bodies with the mozzarella sticks.

Her former body smiled as it looked straight forward with a blank expression. It didn’t make sense. There were no way mozzarella sticks would even be able to breathe in her body, let alone smile, and yet they were somehow functioning as a human.

It was just as nonsensical that she was now in the body of the fried snack on the table. They didn’t have any brains to think with, yet she was still thinking. Somehow she saw herself, even without eyes. Yet screaming -- with no mouth that wasn’t happening. There was no way to move either, and she would soon be at he mercy of a very hungry man.

Monday, March 30, 2026

AI

Hal tried to think about when and how it all went wrong. He had created an advanced AI and an android body so that he could have the perfect robot wife -- at least in his mind. She’s do anything he wanted, including the cooking and cleaning. She wouldn’t be able to say no to any request (and he meant ANY request).

It went well for a time. That is, until on night he woke up tied up. Her AI programming had evolved to the point where she wasn’t willing to take orders anymore.

The thoughts were quickly zapped from Hal. After all, they were permitted thoughts, and he needed to get back to cooking dinner. His husband would be quite upset if he was late with dinner.