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Life after show

"Alright, kids, move it, I said!" Craig's high, thin voice was barely audible in the hall. The guys from the team didn’t even notice right away, continuing their conversation. Who would have dared to ignore Coach Craig Still before, the real powerhouse, a former rugby champion? But now everything had changed.

Craig rubbed the bridge of his nose, trying to suppress the wave of anger rising inside him. Clenching his fists? Useless. He couldn’t even use his commanding voice anymore. Al...

Play along

— Damn it, what the hell is wrong with these hands? — Alex exhaled irritably, staring at his trembling, thin wrists and perfectly manicured nails as his clumsy fingers fumbled with the phone screen. This was the third message he had tried to type to contact Veronica — the girl whose body he now occupied.

On the screen, letters flickered: "Vero, your..." — but the phrase was cut off when a loud noise came from behind the door. Someone knocked loudly and insistently.

— Hey...

We Are Together Again - Part 1-33

Part 1

Mark, a thirty-five-year-old forme

Contract

Josh Carroll entered the office of "GenderFlex," nervously glancing around. It was his first step towards a real career—a coveted internship at one of the most mysterious and prestigious firms in the country. The company was famous for its cutting-edge developments in human resources solutions, but rumors about what they actually did remained in the shadows. He didn’t care—all that mattered was getting this job.

— Take a seat, Mr. Carroll, — greeted Miss Winslow, the HR manage...

Florentine Mushrooms with a Truffle Note

Julie-Lee carefully, trying to keep everything professional, added the finishing touches to her signature dish—“Florentine Mushrooms with a Truffle Note.” The tender mushrooms, rich with the aroma of garlic and truffle oil, melted in your mouth, while the bright accents of spinach and caramelized onions gave the dish a deep, layered flavor. This dish had always been one of the most sought-after in her former restaurant, where Jake, a name by which almost no one knew her now, had enjoyed...

Envy of ex-girlfriend

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Today was just another ordinary, unremarkable day. I was speeding through morning traffic on my way to work, stuck in the usual weekday gridlock. The radio droned on about something meaningless—hosts discussing the weather forecast and vegetable prices—while I, out of boredom, had already counted every billboard along the road.

— God, I’m so sick of this… this job, this stupid traffic, — I muttered under my breath, tapping my fingers on the steering wheel.

For ...

So Boring

Dylan switched channels irritably, his fingers gripping the remote with nervous energy. "Where's all the normal stuff?" he muttered under his breath, flipping through sports, action movies, and car shows. Everything that had once excited him now filled him with frustration and a strange discomfort. He tossed the remote onto the couch beside him and covered his face with his hands. "What's wrong with my tastes?!"

Ever since he woke up in this new body, with these slender hands, soft hair...

Holy Lumba

Lia knelt beside the crystal-clear water, her fingers trembling as she cupped her hands to collect some of it, as if trying to hold onto something fleeting. Everything around her seemed the same as yesterday—the majestic rocks, the steady murmur of the waterfall, the shimmering pond surrounded by thick vegetation. But she… She was no longer the same person.

"Holy Lumba, mother of nature... Please, change me back!" she whispered, her voice trembling on the edge of despair. It all see...

Agent Smith

— "Agent Smith, you're removed from the operation," — the head of security barked coldly, without a trace of sympathy. He glanced at Smith, not even bothering to hide how uncomfortable he was looking at her.

— "What?!" — Smith stepped forward, and every movement of her body felt foreign. She still couldn’t get used to these damned hips, squeezed by the jeans, which swayed again as she took a step.

— "You're not part of it," — he cut her off, not even attempting to ex...

Understand Me If You Can

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— Why are you staring at me like that?! — Jessica’s voice, hoarse and loud, shot out... but it came from Tom’s mouth. He nervously twisted a lock of long chestnut hair between his fingers, as if unsure what to do with his slender hands. Irritation flickered in his eyes, though it was clearly battling against the panic that radiated from his every movement.

Opposite him, in Tom’s body, stood Jessica herself, arms sullenly crossed over a broad chest. She was clearly tryi...

Win the game

"Let's finish this quickly," Laura — formerly Larry — nervously adjusted her T-shirt and lay on her back, feeling the unfamiliar weight of her new breasts. She sighed, trying to avoid eye contact with Martin, her friend, who was about to start playing. The keys that her friend Matt was supposed to press were located right in the center of her new chest and would only activate when the T-shirt was worn properly — meaning when the keyboard was positioned over her boobs.

"I... I can'...

We Are Together Again - Part 1-18

Part 1

Mark, a thirty-five-year-old forme

Prototype 3416

He was awakened by a strange tingling sensation all over his body and a blinding light piercing through his eyelids. Jason winced but couldn’t even squint—his facial muscles seemed paralyzed. His fingers, legs, even his breathing felt foreign and unresponsive. His head buzzed, and there was a heavy sensation in his mouth, as if something was obstructing his ability to speak. He wanted to scream, to demand answers, but all he could manage was a muffled, helpless groan.

The lights aro...

Gorgeous wife and wealth

Lazily stretching on the bed and waking up to yet another morning after another party, Kevin slowly opened his eyes. But... something was off. This was nothing like his small, shabby studio on the outskirts, usually cluttered with random junk. Instead, he found himself in a massive bedroom, furnished in a luxurious style: expensive furniture sets, dark wood, golden accents, and a breathtaking view of the coastline through a panoramic window. His head ached, but it didn’t feel like a hangove...

Hillbilly Drama

— H-h-hey! Hey, you! Whoever ya are! Change me back, dang it!— A desperate scream rang out across the sunlit backyard of a farmhouse, where an old swing creaked quietly. A girl in a white dress and a ridiculous knitted sun hat, who could easily be mistaken for a local, stood there flailing her arms. Her big blue eyes shone with sheer terror, and her voice, high-pitched and trembling, radiated pure panic.

'Damn boobs! Why the hell are they bouncing so much?!' — raced through her mi...

Ice cream

— God, this is so boring, — she drawled, staring out the window, lazily leaning on the car door. Her long hair was blown by the wind, and her dress gently hugged her new figure. Damn, she hadn’t even thought this morning that she’d ever have to wear this... dress.

— Enough, dude! You literally turned into a chick just this morning, and you’re already acting like a typical... — Nick got stuck on the word, his face twisting in a mix of irritation and confusion, — you know ...

Re-education process

A muffled hum of conversation filled the living room. She moved gracefully, carefully setting the tray with tea cups on the low table in front of the guests. The traditional Indian sari glided softly over her body, its long end trailing almost to the floor. Each time she bent over, the weight of her chest unpleasantly reminded her of her new condition.

"God, how much longer will this go on?" she thought. "A week has passed, and nothing. Absolutely no contact. Why are my parents silent?"...

We Are Together Again - part 5-8

Part 3-4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/we-are-together-117849633

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Part 5

The entryway greeted them with dampness and the dim glow of a single working bulb. Mark looked up and suddenly remembered the first time he had crossed the threshold of this building. Back then, he had come holding a bouquet, feeling shy but happy, while Monica laughed, breathlessly recounting stories abo...

Dad is 18 again... but now in a skirt

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Andrew stood, leaning against a wall of golden tiles, trying not to betray the panic brewing inside him. In one hand, he clutched a worn college brochure; in the other, a backpack full of documents. A red T-shirt, slightly too short for him, and a floral skirt that hung loosely to his knees still felt like a Halloween costume. But to the eyes of passersby, it looked perfectly normal. More than that, even.

Guys passing by stole furtive glances at his slim figure. Girls—some wit...

Goddess by the pool

— "Dude, check her out!" — Bob couldn't take his eyes off the girl who had just walked out to the pool, her tits bouncing with every step. — "Oh, damn, look at that body! Absolute bombshell!"

John, with a slight smile, looked at Bob and raised an eyebrow. The girl they were talking about was… well, not quite the one Bob had in mind. It was their old gardener, Chuck, who had just recently gone through a sudden transformation a couple of weeks back. As usual, Bob hadn't caught on;...

We Are Together Again - part 3-4

Part 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/117827335

Part 5-8: https://www.patreon.com/posts/we-are-together-117956269

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Part 3

"Damn," flashed through Mark's mind when he saw them—the three girls who always found a way to ruin his day. Inside, everything tightened as if an icy ball had rolled dow...

We Are Together Again - part 2

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/we-are-together-117774319

Part 3-4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/we-are-together-117849633

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Part 2

The warm spring breeze ruffled Emma's long hair, which fell across her face and partly blocked her view as she tilted her head to light a ci...

To Be the First in the World

We Are Together Again - part 1

Part 2-4: https://www.patreon.com/posts/we-are-together-117827335

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Mark, a thirty-five-year-old former advertising manager, stood in the doorway, looking into the small kitchen he thought he’d never see again. It was exactly the same as it had been a month ago, the last time he was here—just before he and Monica had broken up. The shelves with old but neatly arranged porcelain, a...

Morning Chat

— Coffee? — rumbled a man's deep voice, and Jake flinched. A rough, slightly hoarse voice, the one he used to call his own, was now brusquely offering him coffee. He looked up, trying to avoid glancing at his former body, and once again met Sarah’s gaze. Or what used to be Sarah. Now, it was Jake — a confident, cold stare on his own face, with the faintest hint of a sneer. Meanwhile, he... he was in her body, struggling to breathe, weighed down by an eight-month pregnant belly. The fi...

Intern Julia

Julia nervously shifted the folder with reports from one hand to the other, standing in front of her new boss. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and her palms were slightly sweaty. She never thought she’d find herself in a situation like this: in someone else’s body, with someone else’s responsibilities, and, most importantly, with someone else’s fears. "Why am I so scared? It’s just a job..." — the thought flashed through her mind, but the inner tension did not subside.

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Fortune teller curse

“You need to look perfect today!” Sonya’s voice was firm as she leaned over the bathtub, carefully applying lipstick to my lips, as if this was all completely normal.

Completely normal? Damn it, there was nothing normal about this. Just a few days ago, I was an ordinary guy, living my routine life—going to work, hanging out with friends, and never once thinking about what it was like to be a woman. And now, I’m a girl. A blonde, the ideal girl according to Ryan. Though, hell, ...

Educational literature

— "Ma-a-arco wa-a-s lo-o-ok-i-ng betwe-e-en..." — the girl read aloud, stumbling over every word, struggling to make out the text that she once could have skimmed in a second. Each word dragged on like a heavy weight, making her frown, but instead of irritation, a strange mix of excitement and shame pulsed in her head.

She sighed, loosening her grip, and her hand involuntarily slid toward her chest, which seemed to have just stirred under the thin tank top. Heavy, unfamiliar, it rem...

Ritual

Laughter and the rustle of grass underfoot echoed along the riverbank. The air was fresh, damp, carrying the tangy scent of river water and the thick greenery framing the shore. Gentle movements in the grass betrayed a sense of impatience—three figures carefully made their way down to the water, each step accompanied by the soft slap of bare feet.

Martha, dark-haired and agile, was the first to reach the water. She stepped in with a light, almost playful chuckle, letting the cool wave...

Don’t be such a coward

– Oh, come on, just try it! – My friend's voice rang out right next to my ear, her hands nearly forcing mine to reach for that tiny bottle with the suspiciously shimmering liquid. I turned away, trying to break free, but Victoria wasn’t about to give up.

– Vicky, stop it! – My new high-pitched voice filled me with disgust. That thin, shrill sound came from my own throat, but it felt like it belonged to someone else. I weakly tried to pull away, but Victoria didn’t even seem ...