Zulo-Hitting The Slopes (TG Caption)

 

"Well that was lot more different than I even imagined it would be. Being bigger, I thought these muscles would help me shred down the mountain with ease, but my extra bulk was almost a hindrance when it came to making turns, it was hard controling this much body. But being a man also did let me go faster than I ever had, and fly off the jumps higher than I ever had and I've been skiing all my life. What a trip! Its was so different from my usual experience on the mountain. I'm so happy you let me use that medallion my friend from work loaned me. Swapping bodies and having a ski weekend has been amazing. Thanks again babe, I owe you for this, it was so much fun!" Julie said to me from her large man's body. It was a little strange seeing a big man, but with my wife's brain controlling him. Inside that big lunk was the sweet little woman I married. And inside the little woman I married, was me.

Catching Julie's enthusiasm, I smiled at him, thinking about the fun we had this weekend. At first I'd been hesitant about becoming Julie, but it turned out to be better than I thought. Sure I was smaller and weaker, but I was also lighter, so it felt like I was floating down the mountain, barely touching the snow. Even though I couldn't go as fast or hit the jumps as hard, I felt so graceful in all my moves. It was different for sure but I was still having fun. Not as much fun as Julie was having in my body, but fun none the less.

At the trunk of our car I stripped off the outer shell coat that had protected my fragile new body on the mountain, and put on something a little more comfortable to go into the lodge. Julie warm cable knit saggy beanie now adorned my head, with a little bit of my long auburn hair spilling out. I threw on a Julie favorite, her furry brown vest, thinking to myself, "this should keep me warm and looking super cute in front of everyone in the lodge."

I shook my head, hoping to lose the stray Julie thought that had crept into my head. It wasn't overwhelming, but Julie had held the medallion against us for a minute, saying we would get just enough knowledge to pass as each other. It seemed to work well. I felt natural answering to Julie, and all her basic info seemed to be on call in the back of my head. I knew I was me, but still had the minimum needed to act as her.... but a stray thought or two about feeling cute or wanting to put on more make up had crept thru, which was mildly concerning. But I knew it would be fine, all we had to do was touch the medallion together and we'd be back to who we were supposed to be.

I adjusted the fur vest around my slim shoulder and replied to Julie, my current boyfriend, "I know what you mean Jules, it's been very different from our normal, but being you has had it's perks. Sure it's annoying being shorter, like how I'm like only as tall as our station wagon now. But on the plus side, it's felt nice getting outside of myself and being you. I feel a lot of pride when I catch people checking me out, which is strange, but kinda thrilling. Kinda like how looking at you in my old body is weird, but I've got to admit thinking about you bending me over when we get back to the hotel is pretty thrilling too." I said teasing Julie I was gunna enjoy these last hours before we swapped back tomorrow morning and started our long drive home.

It was mission accomplished as I looked down and saw a bulge popping up, still showing through his ski pants. Wow, I thought how crazy it was that just mentioning sex could get Julie to be rock hard so fast. He must be really enjoying this.

I walked over and tip toed up to touch our lips, the contact getting me just as wet as he was hard. So we hopped in the car and drove back to the hotel, planning on banging until we swapped back in about 12 hours. We parked our car and went into our room. The door was still locked, but when we got inside the room safe we used to keep the medallion in was wipe open. I knew that we had locked it, checking many times before we left.

I walked over to the safe with my heart in my throat, hoping the medallion was safe and sound. It was not.

An empty safe. Nothing else gone from the room, No sign of a break in, but the medallion was gone. Poof.

Seeing the window shut on any possibility of me being male was gone right then and there. I called the front desk to complain about a theft. I was told that they keep an electronic record, and nobody had unlocked our door in the time we were gone. And the security cameras showed noone enterting from the hall way, or the outside window, in the time frame either. With no sign of a break in, there was really nothing they could do to help.

"Sorry ma'am, I wish I could do more to help, but this does seem to be all I can do. You could call the police to make a report?" I shuddered at hearing the receptionist refer to me as ma'am. With out the medallion, thats how I would be addressed from now on. A ma'am, a Mrs, a lady, a woman. Maybe it was all these new hormones, but the panic mixed with the hopelessness of being stuck this way caused a melt down.

I hung up the phone, collapsed on the bed balling my eyes out. Threw my tears, I explain to the new Ken, my husband, what our futures would be. He didn't cry, keeping his new manly composure. He stayed strong and I cried into his chest, enough to make my old shirt wet. I cried out all my fear and frustration at the situation and it finally slowed to a whimper. I did not want to remain as Julie the rest of my life, but I was left with little option to change anything.

Eventually I fell asleep in my husbands lap. And when I woke up, I begrudgingly got ready to go home and start my new life as Julie, loving wife and beautiful woman.

I got in the car but Ken ran back in side. "Hey Julie, I left my phone charger, I'll be back in a minute."

What I didnt't know was Julie went back upstairs and knocked on the room next to ours. A man opened up and Ken gave him the second half of the $200 he owed him and the man gave him the medallion back wrapped up in a paper bag.

The man said, "Thanks bud, hope it was worth it to prank your wife into thinking her necklace got stolen. And here it is, wrapped up as requested. I'm guessing you got the connecting doors between our rooms locked again before she noticed and could think anyone came in that way. I feel bad taking this much money for something so simple. But hey, you must like yanking her chain."

Ken thanked the man and said, "Yep, it was worth every penny. You have no idea how much I appreciate it." He left and walked back to the car, his plan going off without a hitch. He knew he could never take the step back to being the woman in the relationship again. So when he ran into the guy from the room next to his, Ken paid the man to help him out and stage a theft. It went off without a hitch, and now Ken would get to live her life as the strong man she loved to be, his friend from when he was Julie would get her medallion back, and most importantly, me the new Julie, had no reason to suspect Ken had anything to do with it, so there would be no problem staying married. As far as I knew, it had just disappeared. Had I known the truth, I would have been furious, I did not want to be stuck as my wife, stuck as this delicate woman, stuck with these breasts and vagina and curves. I didn't want to be the weak one, the submissive one.

But I was none the wiser, and Ken hopped into the car without me knowing he had the ability to give me my life back in his jacket pocket. But he kept things the way the were for good.

We drove back home, and I mentally prepared for what I in store as the new Julie. I looked out the window at the mountains passing by, curling upwith my legs tucked into my chest and cuddling up in my fluffy vest. It would take a lot of getting used to, but I was now Julie, married woman. And while we were stuck like this, I'd do what it took to keep my loving husband happy and keep the marriage together.

Giving In To Being Monica (TG Caption)

"Oh this is too perfect. I knew if I left his job a little early, I'd find Kyle doing something he wouldn't want me to see while he's in my body. This is better than I expected tho. For someone who's always complaining about getting their body back, he sure does look comfortable as me having a nap in the middle of the afternoon. And in my onesie curled up with my cat? Pretty girly for the person still claiming to be a 'masculine guy' on the inside." Monica thought as she looked down on her husband out cold in her body.

A week ago Monica used the Medallion Of Zulo to swap their bodies, figuring if nothing else, spending a little time as her might get Kyle to stop acting like such an asshole. She swapped themselves at night in bed and told him he only gets his body back when he learns to be a good girl.

Kyle hasn't adapted to his new lot in life very well. He's been very resistant to give into being his wife. He had really been fighting to keep his sense of being a man. But Monica knew better. She had held the medallion against him long enough to get memories to pass as Kyle at his job and with friends and stuff. So she knew it would be the same for him, he had knowledge of being Monica, and with being Monica came some traits, desires, and characteristics that went against Kyle's idea of being his manly self. He was trying to fight it, but Monica knew he was fighting his new brain telling him to be Monica, and do Monica things. The actual Monica got a real kick watching her female husband try to fight his feminine instincts. But now a week in, Monica caught him in a position that he can't exactly deny.

"Ahem!" Monica cleared her throat to wake up Kyle in her body laying on the couch.

Kyle slowly stirred until he woke up and realized that his manly wife had just caught him diving headfirst into girlhood. His head jersey up and he stared at his wife wide eyed. Knowing he was gunna take some shit.

Monica gloated as she stood over her former body. Adressing her husband with the current name that fit, she said, "Well Monica, it looks like your have a pretty easy day. In your fuzzy onesie and napping at 2 in the afternoon? You know someone told me Monica's life as a housewife was easy, but girl, you look like you don't have a care in the world. Snuggled up in some cute pj's, on top of all my sheepskin blankets. Pretty girly for someone who 'would never give in to feminity'. And you're even cuddled with Maggy, you usually hate that cat. What's going on here, Monica?" The previous Monica asked with a grin on her wide male face. She was loving how embarrassed Kyle was getting. She could see him squirm in his onesie. This was priceless.

Kyle was blushing and nervously answered, I don't know, the cat just seems a lot nicer to me while I'm like this."

Kyle stopped there and Monica said, "Aaaand?? What about you snuggled up on the couch in fuzzy, cheetah print pj's on top of my girly, fluffy couch cover? As Kyle," she puffed out her chest, "I would never be caught dead in something like that, laying around on a fluffy cloud having a cat nap. No sir, not this guy."

Kyle's face was on fire from embarrassment. His wife was really rubbing their current genders in his face now. But what was embarrassing him more, was how turned on he was getting by it.

Kyle wanted to explain himself and said, "Monic- I mean Kyle, or whatever, I can't explain it, it's like it's more natural to just give in and do the things you would. I cleaned for a little, but before I knew it, it was noon and I was dressed in this onesie and laying on the couch with Maggy. I didn't realize I was even doing it until you woke me up."

Monica smiled. "Ya know, if you really want to feel like Monica, I have a way. Follow me," she said, leading her husband by the hand to their bed. Kyle's brain was going haywire, but it felt so right to give in and let his husband take charge.

Monica slowly unzipped Kyle's onesie. As she stripped him out of it, the fuzzy fleece skimmed softly over Kyle's smooth skin. As soon as he was undressed, Monica went straight down on him, lapping away at her former vagina with her tongue, her stubble scratching Kyle's thighs. Monica knew what she was doing, and within moment, Kyle was orgasming, screaming "Ugggggg unnnyeah, eat my box Kyle, you lick my pussy so goooooood." Kyle said as he bucked his hips, cumming as a girl for the first time.

Monica raised her head and said, "what was that? Who am I?" She started moving up, but kept Kyle's legs spread.

Kyle was panting but responded, "You're Kyle my big strong husband."

"Oh yeah, and who does that make you?" The old Monica asked, getting more and more aroused.

"Well I'm you're gorgeous wife Monica, pleased to meet you," Kyle said, letting out a tiny giggle. It felt so good to let go and just be Monica.

"You're damn right," the new Kyle said, now fully erect, lifting Monica's legs above her head and slid his new penis into his old vagina.

The new Monica took her old cock deep into her new pussy. Being filled like that was scratching the itch she didn't know she had. Kyle kept thrusting harder and harder, until both came and collapsed in the other's arms.

Kyle got up leaving Monica in the bedroom. He went to the basement and took the medallion he had outside to the garbage bin. Without hesitating, Kyle threw it in, knowing that he'd never give up his new wife.

When he got back inside, he found his beautiful wife Monica, again already in her fuzzy, cheetah onesie, and already sound asleep again. Kyle smiled down on his new wife and slid into bed next to her,, knowing they were each gunna be a lot happier this way.

Swap Clinic Kept Us Together (TG Caption)

 

"Babe, it's 2021, girls don't do duckface like that anymore. Just smile nice and pretty like me. We look so sexy together. This pics gunna get, like, a million likes."

Things really hadn't changed all too much, I guess. Kerri has always loved posting couples pics of the 2 of us, and always was excited with the likes she would get. Though I suspect this one that she was making me take to show off 'The New Us' was gunna get more likes that all the other ones she posted.

Kerri and I had been dating for a couple years and madly in love. We were always best friends since the second we started going out. Inseparable. We'd spend all of our spare time together. It was just the 2 of us in our shared little world.

And us being the best of friends never changed. But slowly, I could feel her pull back in the bedroom. We were still having sex but she wasnt nearly as into it. It got to the point where I felt like she could barely make her self touch my dick. Like she didn't like what she saw there. But she'd always make me happy. And then the rest of the time, it really couldn't have been better between us.

Until one night, I was making my typical moves on Kerri. I came up behind her. I put one of my big hands on her hip. With the other hand, i moved her long blonde hair over her shoulder and started lightly kissing her neck. But stopped a few seconds in, too surprised to continue after realizing Kerri was crying.

"Oh no, what? Baby, what's wrong? What did I do? Are you ok?" I asked, trying to figure out what was going on with her.

Kerri took a moment, and with her voice cracking and tears in the corner of her eyes, she said, "I'm so sorry Dan, I can't do this anymore. This isn't who I am. I don't think. Not anymore it isn't. I've been slowly coming to terms with something, and it's really hard to say. Dan..... I'm gay. I like women. I've finally accepted it's who I am, and I can't lie and make love to you anymore. I still love you more than anything. But I cant make myself have sex with a man. The thought of a penis is really pretty disgusting. I'm sorry babe, so so sorry," she finished and trailed off into more tears.

I was stunned at this development, and just put my arm around her. Finally thinking off something to say, I said, "Shhh it's ok Kerri. This is a shock for me. You cant help who you're attracted to I guess. But where does that leave us? I love you more than anything, but this sounds like we can't be together?"

Kerri looked up sheepishly and said, "I don't know. I mean, youre the love of my life too, but I dont ever plan on having sex with a man again, and youre a man. The most I can see us being is platonic best friends."

My heart sank through my stomach. "Kerri.... I ... Kerri, I can't do that. I love you so much. Ican't sit around and just stay youre BFF while you go out and fall in love with other women. Ineed all of you Kerri. I'm happy you've discovered who you are Kerri. Really happy. But this is tough. You're my everything, and I think I just lost you. I've got to go, I can't be here. I need to think." I grabbed my keys and ran outside. Kerri yelled after me to stay and talk, but I couldn't. I couldn't take the pain of hearing her saying we still love each other but couldnt be together.

I drove for a while until I ended up in the Walmart parking lot and stopped there. I didn't have anywhere to go, so I just sat there in my car and browsed my phone, unsuccessfully trying to not think about my heartache.

When I was scrolling thru instagram, I saw something that aligned things just right in my head, and may have just given me the solution to my love problems.

It was just a post for some local restaruant that was having a LGBT night, and the post was a promotion for that. It was just a picture of the restaurant, at one of the tables, I saw a couple of women holding hands and staring into each others eyes. They looked like they did't notice another person in the room and were deep in love. At first my heart dropped again, thinking that this is the love that Kerri is going to go on and find with out me. Why couldn't I make Kerri that happy?

And that made the wheels start turning. The area's 1st swap clinic had just opened up last month. If Kerri realized she was only attracted to women, if I could find the right woman to swap with, I would be able to stay with Kerri!

I opened up the swap clinic's site on my phone and started looking. I didn't find anyone that would work. All these women were too old, too fat, or too ugly. No insulting them, but if I was gunna keep Kerri, the woman I needed had to be exactly what she wanted.

I was about to give up, but for the hell of it, refreshed the search page. To my surprise, there was a brand new post of a bombshell, and she was the same age as me and Kerri, 21. I clicked on her as fast as I could and read her bio. Madilyn Hanes, 21 y/o, 5'4, 110 lbs. It also said her backstory, she was pretty normal, just always thought she was meant to be a man.

I applied to swap with her as quick as i could and waited for my response. The minutes felt like hours, I felt like so much was riding on this. I didn't know what I would do if I lost Kerri, she was my world. And right now it seemed like the only way to keep her was to swap bodies with this Madilyn girl. I'd never thought once about being a girl, but truth betold, I still wasn't thinking about it. The only thing in my mind was how to save things and keep Kerri as my girlfriend.

Finally after 20 or so minutes, I got an alert from the swap clinic. Madilyn had accepted and agreed to swap with me at the next available appointment, tomorrow at 10 am. I slept in my car that night not wanting to go home. Wanting to get this swap done to see if I could get Kerri back.

I got to the swap clinic early the next morning. After a little time in the waiting room, they brought me in back. After filling out an hours worth of forms, it was finally time. Madilyn and I had declined to meet each other before hand, finding it just a little weird. I was brought into a room with a chair with a helmet on the top.

The strapped me in and explained in about 3 minutes, I would be in the body that I had arranged to swap into. The technician for the machine left, and I could hear the machine kick on.

Sitting strapped into the chair was the first time I actually had a chance to stop and think about what I was doing. Was I really trading in my cock and balls for a pussy and vag, just to keep my girlfriend? Was Ireally willing to become a female just for her? I was a man, how was I gunna be a girl? I didnt' know the first thing about it. I tried moving my arms to stop the swap, as I was second guessing myself. But my arms were tied in tight. There was nothing I could do now. I sat there and couldn't believe what was about to happen. I just told myself, it was all for Kerri.

The machine started the swap, and a second later, I found myself in a different room, a different technician walked in, and I looked down and saw a different body. It was shocking. There was just so much.... less of me. I went from 6'1 and 225lbs down to 5'4 and 110 lbs. I now had literally less than half of my mass as before. I felt so light and small.

They let me out of the chair and I looked in the mirror at how stunning I had become. I had high arched eyebrow, full pouty lips, and long wavy hair, starting brown and lightening as it went down into blonde. I was very thin. As a result, my new chest and and ass weren't big, but they were still tight and perky. I was now dressed in a turtleneck and some skinny jeans.

Not wasting any more time, I knew what I had to do. I grabbed the fluffy coat that this body had on when it came in. And walked outside, on a mission to find Kerri, when I got there she was in the driveway pacing, nervous after not hearing from me for so long.

Needless to say she was a little confused when a stranger came walking up to her, but there was definately a look of interest in her eyes, probably because this stranger was a sexy woman in a fur coat.

Over the next 10 minutes I explained to her what had happened. How I thougth the only way to keep her was to become a woman at the swap clinic. Finishing up, I said, "So now I'm Madilyn. Cuz if youre a lesbian, then Kerri, I'll be a lesbian with you too. I love you so much."

Kerri stood there with tears in her eyes and said, "Thats really you? You did all of this, you gave up being a man,just to stay with me?" She jumped into my arms and we made out. We kissed with a passion I hadn't felt in a long time from her. I finally had my Kerri back.

So here we are celebrating the new us with a pic. We've done this pose before, but it feels so much different know. I used to tower over Kerri, now my eyes dont even clear the top of her head. But one thing that didn't change is how I feel about this woman. I was still crazy about her, whether I be a man, or a woman.

And right now being a woman felt pretty good. I held my girlfriend's hand and she kicked a leg in the air around me and backed into me. At least I was still big spoon. She smiled that bright smile I love for the camera.. I was so turned on as I could feel her back up against my fur covered boobs. I grinded a little closer, my flat crotch perfectly cupping her round butt. Her beautiful blonde hair smelling sweet as it went into my face. I could feel her push into me even thru the plush coat.

And thats how this turned out to be a photo of the first time I got wet as Madilyn. I was getting so turned on by this. Here I was, still happily together with Kerri, but together as homosexual women. And I thought if this is how it feels, to be curled up to the love of my life, feeling so feminine and beautiful in this girly fur coat, then I think I was gunna be pretty happy as Madilyn Hanes, girlfriend of my beautiful Kerri.

And that's how I felt before she led me up to the bedrom. That day, Kerri cemented in me that I would always be Madilyn. Because she made me feel so good in this body, there's no way I'd ever be someone else.

I'd always thought lesbian sex was fun watching, but being a participant is a whole other ballgame. She did things to my new vagina I didn't think were possible, and I came a countless amount of times until we passed out in each other arms.

We layed in bed the next morning and she grabbed her phone to post the pic of us from yesterday. The caption said 'Finally came out of the closet. Here I am, the real me, a proud gay woman. And this is my gorgeus girlfriend, Madilyn. Our love is deeper than you could imagine #togetherforever #lesbians #LGBTQ #proud #love'

I saw the post on my phone and liked it. Happy with my decision and believe that first hashtag. I think me and Kerri might be together forever.

A Little Too Far Back And Off A Gender -TG Caption

 

"Oh stop Dad, you're complaining but you're the one who did just gain back 32 years of life. I wish we could change you back like you want, but we don't have a way. We've just all been working so hard on this age rejuvenation stuff, nobodies ever actually done any research into age progression, nobody believes there's any money in that. So cheer up. Is it really so bad to be 15 again? To have your whole life in front of you? Our research at my job has found basically the fountain of youth. And you did volunteer to test this out for my work. Sure we regressed you a little younger than we hoped, but now you've got a fresh new life, even more years left ahead. What more could a person ask for?"

I turned on a dime, and glared at my daughter and said, "I noticed during all that, you failed to bring up one very important thing. I was told I was gunna go from 47 to 30 years old. I didn't want to end up younger than you, Sara. I don't want to be younger than my daughter, but even that I could live with. My major concern in all this was how I started out today a grown man, and now I'm going home with you as a teenage girl! What the fuck Sara? I mean, how can you guys let people be test subjects if you can't even come close in how you're trying to physically transform people. You were trying to make me a 30 year old man, and missed so far that I would up a 15 year old girl somehow. And now you can't even change me back? I just have to ride this out? And with the papers your company made me sign, I cant even go back home! Since I'm now a minor, all my property gets put up for auction, as I can't be a home owner, and can't even drive a car for another year or 2. The lawyers seize everything immediately and now I have to go home with you. I have to live with you because now that I'm 15 I can't live alone. So now my own daughter is my legal fucking gaurdian! This is humiltiating!"

"Ok, so we sent you back a little too far and were off by a gender. What my team at work has been able to accomplish is miraculous. We just have to get the specifics a little more accurate. I know this will be a big change for you, but I promise while you're living with me and going to school, I'll be a good mom to you. You've got nothing to worry about now. Minimal responsibilities. Just enjoy your new life," my daughter said.

I was stunned. "School what I'm not- and wait a minute, Mom? I'm not calling you Mom, you're what, like only 12 years older than this body? And what kind of clothes did you get for me. I know you just guessed sizes and grabbed some stuff from Target, but this is nuts. Sweatpants would usually be fine, but these are tight. The soft lining might feel really good on hairless legs, but they hug every inch of my legs. They're really tight in my new flat.... you know.... crotch area. And you couldn't get me a top that covers my whole stomach, my belly's just hanging out. And what's up with this sweatshirt? It's sooo..... girly! Why did you get me something so feminine? I've been a girl for like an hour and you've put me in a fuzzy outfit?" I complained.

Sara had heard enough. "Stop! NOW! That is enough young lady!" she yelled, taking a step towards me. My blood froze. Her getting close really made me notice how much taller than me she was now. Sara was only 5'5 but stood at least 9 inches over me. I knew I was smaller being this young, but 4'8 was miniscule. I was easily intimidated by the larger woman as she continued yelling at me, "Yes you will attending school, because you are 15. You'll be starting over as a freshman, we've already processed you new paperwork with the school, you'll be starting next week. And you know what else your new paper work says? It says yes I am your Mom. Your new birth certificate reads 'Amy Martin- mother, Sara Martin,' So from now on, you'll only be addressing me as Mom, got it? And I chose those clothes for you because that's the way you'll be dressing from now on. I'm not letting you waste your second chance at life. If you're a girl, then baby, you're gunna be a girl. I chose those sweatpants to show off your new curves, and that fluffy sweatshirt to make you feel how soft and girly your new life is. And these feminine clothes are the only type you're allowed to wear under my roof. Got it Amy?" Sara finished a pretty intense speech letting me know my new position in life.

I felt awkward, nervous, and a little afraid. I put my hands on my hips and an uneasy smile crept on my face. I would have to accept it, Sara was in control, what she says goes. "Yes... Mom. I'm sorry. Can we go home now?"

Sara kept a firm exterior but smiled inside being called Mom. I was now in full submission to her and she knew it. "Ok dear, lets go home and I'll make dinner. I promise Amy, you'll love your new life."

And with that, me and my new Mom hopped in the car driving to my new life.

The Adam And Eve Virus (AEV)-Dakota- (TG Caption)

 

In 2020, The world had to deal with COVID-19. But in 2021 a new virus has emerged, The Adam And Eve Virus, or AEV, for short.

Scientists can pinpoint the exact origin of the virus, as multiple cases started popping up in Germany, New England, and the southwest all at the same time. With in hours cases had been reported from all over the world. It would go on to spread to over 95% of the population over the next 2 years. Some cases were asymptomatic, with people testing positive for AEV but haveing no symptoms, going about life just fine. Sometimes people would have it and pass it on to others without realizing it, never having any problems theselves. Other people that caught it could have... other affects from AEV.

About 40% of the people who caught the Adam and Eve Virus would change. Physically. Over the course of the next week, the subject would go thru some serious physical changes. Slowly, but constantly over the next 7 days, the subjects body would morph into the opposite sex.

With society being so progressive now, some actually went out of their way to not take any precautions to not catch AEV, saying gender is fluid, dosent matter what sex, yada yad, you know, typical lefty stuff.

But it probably was a good thing that society has mostly had such an open view on patients unlucky enough to catch the Adam and Eve Virus and change into a member of the opposite sex. Since there was nothing the person that caught it could do except wait to change, society was super excepting of people changing into their new sexes. For the most part at least.

For those that changed genders because of AEV it was always a big adjustment. But pretty much everyone had the aditude to celebrate their change, and live their new lives.

Women would grow beards, muscles, guts, body hair. Getting more and more masculine before, ususally on the last day, getting a dick. Women changing to men were encouraged to act manly as soon as diagnosed, everybody feeling like it would help everyone adapt to their new bodies quicker.

Men changing into women's 1st change would always be the hair. The hair would always blossom out into a feminine style right off the bat. From there, the rest of the body would change, gaining curves, losing height, losing mass, face feminizzing, voice getting higher. Until finally, ususally on the last day, the patients penis would shrink away and back forming a fully functional vagina. Society has encouraage patients of AEV turning into females to embrace their feminity, to celebrate the new girly-ness. Some patients are more accepting than others

The following will be stories of these people whose lives have been touched by the Adam and Eve Virus.
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This is Samuel and Fran. You might need help, so thats Samuel on the left and Fran on the right. Samuel here caught the Adam and Eve Virus. He started changing about 4 days ago, and has another 3 to go. This is the first time hes getting to see his girlfriend in person,since starting to change. She was amazed as they met in the kitchen and his, make than her mom took their picture.

Stepping back to look at her drastically changed boyfriend, Fran said, "Oh my god, youre so much shorter than the last time Ive seen you. and what should I call you? Samuel won't do for something as pretty as you."

With his new high voice he said, I've been going by Dakota since I started looking so much like a girl now. Its hard getting used to being a her, a she, a miss. I am so much smaller, I've lost about 7 inches so far."

"And with 3 days still left to change, who knows? Maybe youll wind up being shorter than me." Fran teased. A chill ran down Dakota's spine. The thougth of being the tinier one, of having to look up at her sent shivers down his spine.

But he kept a smile on his face and tried to act like he was fine, and enjoying everything about his changing womanly body.

"And look at this dress, already showing so much leg. I love it you look beautiful. I can't wait for the end of the week to see what the finished product will be, you already look so sexy babe." Fran said. "And remember when Isaid Imessed around with my sexuality during college? Well I'm getting pretty turned on by what I see here." She said, finishing by sliding her hand down Dakota's back and squeezing her new butt.

Dakota blushed. Thinking to herself that changing into a woman was weird, but if it meant getting to try lesbian sex with his girlfriend he was looking forward to the end of the week and being a full woman. Dakota was gunna let her show her everything there is about being a woman.