02 April 2017

I'm not a bimbo


"Man, I really look dumb and slutty *sigh* " Bryan said in the womens restroom and automatically finished to refresh his lipgloss. He didn't even care for the other womens stares who secretly thought what a cheap slut or whore he was. 

After the terrorist attack in Boston he moved away from there in order to have less people constantly look at him as one of the victims. Now, being in San Francisco, he hoped that people could live better with his new looks and attitudes. The virus the terrorist spread over Boston transformed over 25 000 men - mostly changing them into complete bimbos. First they'd get the body as if they had been born female but then the awkward changes set in. An obesession with make-up, fashion, bigger boobs and dyed hair were only some of them. For most people these victims were just stereotypical bimbos now. They learned to live with them and the government made it possible to give them some sort of easy job. 
Unmentioned were the cases where the virus suddenly stopped working. There were weird cases were men only would grow breasts or get a vagina. Other only had a female face and a female ass. Then there were some like Bryan. He got it all ... the complete body of a bimbo, the obsession with make-up, slutty fashion and ... that was it. No reduced IQ, no bimbo speech, no loss of memory, no super high libido. He was fully aware what he looked like, how others saw him and what the new attitudes made him do. 

He accepted that he is a she now and also the new identity the government gave him. She was still 26 years old and now went by the name Brenda. In the free economy no one really wanted to hire her anymore and she also wasn't able to continue studying Management at MIT. She was doing one of the government supported jobs as a waitress. 

Brendas life already has changed over a year ago and she accepted that there was no way that it was reversible. She started to accept her changed and also that she a normal heterosexual woman. Today she had a date with the 3rd guy.
"I really hope Jason can see beyond my looks and is interested in me personally" Brenda thought. Unfortunately Jason again was only seeing an easy girl for some one night stand. Despite Brendas efforts to immediately make clear that men can talk and have fun with her she would have to get used to the sentence "I am not a bimbo, I only look like one" for the rest of her life.
The urge to finally get the breast implants her body wants wouldn't help, but Brenda was hoping she could mentally force herself to not get fake tits until she found a boyfriend or husband even.

27 March 2017

Becoming a feminist

"The life of a woman is so much more complicated, especially with these annoying dresscode rules at work", Neil said as he applied crimson lipstick. After manveuvering a female body for two weeks already it's become part of his daily routine before work.

Alot has changed since the genderwave went around the world. Everyone got hit by it and instantly got the body they would have gotten if they were born with the opposite gender. Neil was at work in a medium sized company, working as a production manager in his big office when the genderwave hit him. He was so concentrated on his work that he didn't even hear the talk of the employees who heard about the wave in the news. So when it hit him and changed his XY chromosomes to XX it took him a few seconds to notice the changes. Suddenly Neil felt as if he was sitting on a pillow and there was an unfamiliar tugging on his chest. As his new slender hand with the dark red fingernails cupped his right boob for the first time he didn't know what to say. 

There was chaos all over the company and in the world while Neil was in his office and realized he was a she now. Staring down at the content of his new purse, that had somehow as well appeared in his suddenly smaller office, he saw information that would describe the rest of his life. His/her ID card showed a brunette woman with open hair. His date of birth was still the same, which meant that he still is 34 years old, while his sex has changed to female. Height: 5' 3'', "great I lost almost a foot" he thought, eyes: brown and then there was his new name, instead of Neil Johnson it said Candice Michelle Walker. The genderwave caused all family names were changed to those of the former mothers side who was now the father. Something Candice really hated immediately was that her new body was shown off in that double-button blazer with a white blouse beneath, a black skirt, stockings and 4'' high heels. "That's pretty humiliating, am I a secretary or what?" she asked in her new voice and didn't know how true that was - yet. Ignoring her ample cleavage and swaying hips as she she walked out of her new office she saw her door sign 'Ms. Walker - Secretary of Mr. Langley'. "Langley? Never heard, I wonder who that is."

After driving home in a typical womans car, she met her former wife, now husband, Michael and her former son who no longer had the name Brad but Ashley. They talked alot and tried to get used to this whole situation. The genderwave caused everything to adapt to their new lives. The house was unchanged, but the pictures were adjusted, one showing Candice in a white wedding dress next to Michael. Their clothes now fit their gender, bodies and jobs - Ashley wasn't happy about finding cheerleader uniforms in her new pink room while Candice just looked in awe at all the complicated looking and very feminine clothing.
"It's pretty weird, isn't it honey. I will try to help you" Michael said after they went downstairs again. He couldn't help but smile as he looked at his now wife and now daugther. "Hey baby, I think you never realized that a big chest runs in your former fathers side of the family", he says smiling while Candice and Ashley look annoyed at their E and D-cup sized breasts. 

So it came that, despite many things had changed, that the days started to normalize again. Ashley went to school as a girl and Candice only needed 40 minutes instead of 2 hours in the morning to dress properly for her job and doing her make-up. It's been two weeks since the wave made Neil wear high heels every day at work as a secretary for Mr. Langley who was Ms. Turner before, working beneath Neil.

On the other hand many other things haven't changed. Those were the things Candice and many many other new women hated suddenly. Due to emergency laws everyone had to do their jobs as if nothing happened. If the wave gave you a new job you had to deal with it. So it came that many of those former men became the loudest feminists - Candice was one of them. Before the wave she only smiled and laughed at these crazy chicks who called 'rape' or discrimination whenever they could. Now that all former male politicians with power have tits of their own the rights of women were their biggest interest.
Candice had a hard time speaking up in her company. She found many other new women who also wanted back their power and status. They also were trying to sue the company for making women wear things like blouses, skirts and high heels as part of their "dresscode". Yet, the new male judges, politicans and CEO's didn't change anything. No one said it, but the new men liked to smile when the new women adjusted their bras, pulled down their skirts or walked unsteadily in their high heels complaining in the cafeteria that they earn less for the same work.

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I'd be really interested in feedback. I love seeing men struggle and fight in their new bodies / roles rather then immediately accepting everything and loving it. Forgive me my bad English.