“I wish to have an ultra masculine body and life!”
“Granted!”
A flash of light blinded you, and you felt a sense of displacement, vertigo rising as you felt like you changed place without actually moving. When you regained your senses, you felt like everything was wrong, so, so very wrong. A gruff masculine voice sounded from beside you, reminiscent of your own, but deeper, more masculine.
“Sweet! It worked! Wow, I am so buff now.”
Standing besides you was, well… you. But taller, with more muscle, virile face with a faint stubble and square jaw. Confused, you looked down and were greeted by the exact opposite. Long blonde hair framed your vision, a pair of tits stood proudly on your chest, your skin smooth and shiny and devoid of any muscles, just the pale softness of perfectly feminine skin.
“Hey Genie, what the fuck is this?” You exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, distraught and confused by the result of your wish.
“His wish has been granted. I have made him as masculine as possible, by extracting everything that was feminine about him, and creating this new body to host them, which is now you. You were once the same person once, so you share your previous memories, but from now on your each walk your own path, his, a path of masculinity, and you a path of femininity.”
You were outraged. This was definitely not what you wanted, and so you protested once more.
“Why does he get the Alpha male body and I am stuck as this tiny girl? Why can’t I be in the man body?”
The Genie considered a few seconds, then responded. “Very well, you will have the chance to claim the male life as your own, but to do so, you must live as your feminine self for a full year, and embrace the change, taking every opportunity you can to be as feminine as possible, or else you will fail and remain in this body for the rest for your life, is that understood?”
You gulped, and almost protested, but then decided against it, lest the creature of power retract his offer. And so, your life as a feminine girl began.
Every morning was hell. You wanted nothing more than to put on some sweatpants or a nice pair of jeans, have a more casual day. But instead, you forced yourself to dress as girly as possible. Skirts, dresses, long flowing clothing which enhanced your feminine looks. And that was just the clothes, there was also make-up to put on, hair to style. Morning routine had just tripled in time for you.
Then, first day of class, you were asked to join a sorority by a girl doing recruitment. You desperately wanted to say no, wanted to refuse and get this year over with as quickly as possible, but unfortunately you knew the most feminine thing to do was join, and that’s how you ended up being a sorority girl.
All in all, you found yourself getting used to it, the routine, the activities with the girls. The one thing that threw you off was all the attention you were getting from guys. With your obligation to be as feminine as possible all the time, the boys at school obviously found that to be attractive, and kept on complimenting you, your beautiful eyes, perfect face and shining hair. Some of the less tasteful ones commented more on your body, calling you sexy, telling you that you had a nice ass or whistling as you passed by.
But the worst of them all was your own male self. You weren’t sure if it was the overdose of testosterone that made him a chauvinistic pig, or if he simply wanted to give you the hardest time possible to make sure you failed the challenge, but he would take every opportunity he could to tease and torment you. At first it was annoying, but quickly it got out of hand, to the point you would avoid him at all costs. Calling you babe, complimenting your “Fine ass tits” or just straight up telling his friends how much a slut you were, which was simply not true. You may be a feminine woman now, but there was nothing feminine about offering yourself up to any man who asked.
It was going to be a long year, but more and more your started to not only get used to all these changes in your life, but actually enjoying them. Singing along to Taylor Swift songs while you curled your hair, organising shopping trips and other activities with the Sorority girls, flirting back with the boys whenever they gave you compliments on your appearance or such. You quite enjoyed heading south for spring break, spending time on the beach, and showing off your body, no longer feeling awkward in this body that was getting to be familiar now, wearing a skimpy bikini and feeling confident in your looks. And as the end of the year approached, you told yourself that you had certainly accomplished the Genie’s challenge, but the real question was, did you even want to change back to your big alpha male self?
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