For the past few years, Drew had gotten into a lot of online forums and groups and had become a self-proclaimed “men’s rights” activist. He became insufferable on social media, and even most of his friends stopped hanging out with him in real life. While he was still able to get an occasional date, he never got a second one.
When he read about a “women’s only” beach a few hours away, he became furious. He drove out there immediately so he could demand to be there as well while touting his “men’s rights.”
Despite the “women only” signs at the entrance, Drew was surprised that no one tried to stop him as he marched into the beach and into the water; he kept marching as the water approached all the way up to his neck.
A little disappointed he hadn’t created a scene by showing up, he started walking back to shore to demand answers. As he emerged from the water, he noticed the unmistakable change to his body. His swim trunks were gone and replaced with a bikini; in fact, the entirety of whatever male body parts that were under the water were now women’s parts as well.
“What the hell?” He shouted, “What did you do to me?”
“The signs were clear,” A nearby swimmer said flatly, “Only women are allowed.”
Drew was now nervous. “If I leave, will I go back to normal?” He asked.
“No one ever has. The way I see it, you have two choices. You can either leave and live like the freak you currently are, or you can dunk your head under and enjoy a new life as a woman.”
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