Wednesday, November 4, 2026

Clue Me In

Marty realized he was already about a quarter of the way through the book he was reading when he finally saw his former body turn the corner. He finished up the page and looked up.

“Well, it’s about time you got here.” He said.

“Sorry, your body is weird.”

“What do you mean by ‘weird?’”

“I mean, I guess I’m just not used to being a guy and all. I’m sure it’s normal enough for a guy.”

“Well, it’s not like I’m used to being a woman either, which is why we needed to meet about this whole body swap thing.”

“What do you need to know?”

“The basics, I guess? I feel like being a woman is more...complicated.”

“You only think it’s more complicated because you didn’t grow up as one.”

“Well, whatever, just clue me in, okay?”

Tuesday, November 3, 2026

Curved

My reflection after the Great Shift made me want to cry. It felt like I was looking in a funhouse mirror, but -- nope, just a normal mirror. I mean, I knew I swapped into the body of a woman, and I knew women had curves, but this was ridiculous. They seemed way more extreme than I could ever remember seeing on a real person -- except they were on a real person now, and that person was me.

I wondered if she has some sort of implants on the various parts of her body or if she had her waist narrowed. Would there be any way to tell? Could I look for scars or something? I hadn’t found any so far, but maybe they were just some place not so visible; I wasn’t going to ask anyone else to look, because I didn’t want anyone to get the wrong idea.

I hated this. I just wanted to go back to being a guy, but I knew that wasn’t an option.

Monday, November 2, 2026

There Are No Male Fairies

I didn’t know I was part-fairy growing up. My mom never mentioned anything about it, and it wasn’t until I was nearly forty years old when she finally told me everything -- mostly because she had no choice.

The first thing she told me was that there were no male fairies. This seemed to be a problem, as I was definitely male. She sighed, tell me my dad was as well before his fairy genres took over and transformed; it was why he left and was never around.

Which brought us to point two.

Fairies lived in the forest for thousands of years. I’d quit my job and live in nature. As someone with an affinity for the city pavement, this was also a surprise to me.

Yet when the transformation finally happened, I was at peace with it. I became a woman; I became a fairy; I lived in nature. There was a whole fairy community.

It was all exactly as strange as it sounds. And yet it all felt so normal once I was there.

AFK

Sunday, November 1, 2026

Gaming Skills

Brent had hated the results of the Great Shift. Swapping into the body of a middle aged woman was bad enough, but realizing his gaming skills in this body were terrible made it that much worse. At first, he tried to blame it in the fact that he wasn’t used to the fatter fingers or the nails; he told himself he’d get used to the differences of his new body. But months passed, and he was still terrible at games he once dominated at.

He began to come up with other theories. Maybe the fact that she was older was a factor; maybe these fingers just couldn’t move in the way his younger ones could. Of course, his friends online joked it was because “girls just naturally suck at gaming.” The comment made him angry, especially once they started to get vulgar. He was more determined than ever to show them that he could still play.