New Age

Grant didn’t like all the yoga and new age weirdness his girlfriend was into, and he often tried steering clear of it. But one day he decided to indulge her by participating; it was his biggest regret. For some reason, he was a bit of a natural, almost immediately hitting a near perfect zen-like state. But as he pulled himself back to reality, it became obvious he was going back to the wrong reality. The sky was green, the sand was pink, and Grant was now a woman. He quickly tried to get back in that state, but it was hard to ignore the distractions of his new body; the long nails on his fingertips, the large breasts in a tiny bikini, the long hair flowing into his face. He didn’t like this stuff before; now he hated it.