Greg would later found out he was one of the many, many victims of the Great Shift, but all he knew at the time was that he woke up from a nap somehow stranded in the desert. Worse still, he was convinced he was hallucinating as he thought he was imagining himself in the body of a woman. He didn't know at the time that it wasn't a hallucination! Trying to figure out where he was and how to get back to civilization, he trekked across the sand. On the verge of collapse, he ran into a man who immediately shared some water and food.
"What's a pretty, young woman like yourself doing out here?" He asked, unaffected and unaware of the shift.
'Woman?' thought Greg. He said aloud, "Then it's not my imagination?"
Greg had always secretly wanted to be a woman, and he thanked God that his prayers had finally been answered as he collapsed into the man's arms.
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