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Marco still had conflicting feelings about taking photos for his dating profile post-Shift. On one hand, he had only just come to terms with the fact that every time he looked in the mirror it would be his daughter’s college aged friend looking back at him. On the other, it was getting harder and harder to deny the fact that Camila had a high enough libido to be distracting even on a good day, and masturbating in his new body was quickly becoming insufficient to satisfy his new needs. Plus, now that the world was slowly getting back to normal, he had to admit there were far worse bodies to end up in, not to mention the fact that he looked damn good in a tank top now. Maybe going from a divorced dad to latina bombshell was exactly the shot in the arm his dating life needed, even if he was batting for the other team now… Marco hated to say it, but as he shifted the camera angle to show more of his new cleavage and pressed the shutter, the need for dick was currently outweighing any sense...

OBSERVATION NOTES: SUBJECT 12 PHASE I, DAY 1 Subject is Male, 6’1, 190 lbs. 20 years old. Collected walking home alone from late class at college campus five hours earlier. Showing signs of moderate distress as sedatives wear off. Formula has been injected while unconscious without event. Beginning observation for stage one. DAY 5 Subject still displays heightened levels of hostility, threatens staff with physical aggression upon most interactions. Formula is progressing as expected, with approximately 10% reduction in body mass and 3 inch reduction in height. Subject has noticed decrease in muscle mass but attributes cause to diet and a lack of exercise. Dosage increased for stage two. DAY 15 Subject is noticeably more docile upon interaction, has had positive interactions with both male and female staff members. Physical changes have increased in pace, including moderate facial feminization and initial stages of breast growth. Subject’s height and weight have stabilized at 5’5 and 15...

James still laughed sometimes when he saw his body in the mirror. It was funny how fate worked out, how the Great Shift had taken one of the worst days of his life and turned it into one of the best. He had suspected something was up when Alyssa, one of the more popular girls in class had asked him out on a date that weekend. He wasn’t stupid, he knew there might have been some kind of ulterior motive behind it since he wasn’t exactly the kind of guy anyone popular would go after. Still, though, she had managed to convince him that she sincerely wanted to go out with him, and he figured there was no harm in at least going. He didn’t realize until he got to her house that night and saw her and her pack of friends laughing at him that she had been dared to ask out the biggest loser in class, and he’d been naive enough to not only show up, but ring her doorbell with flowers in hand. It’s funny, the Great Shift tended to swap the people in closest proximity to each other. If he’d stayed ho...

John’s eyes fretted nervously as he finally worked up the courage to look up at Amy’s face. As his eyes locked with hers, he realized it was the first time he’d really looked at his coworker for any extended period of time: Not just a furtive glance here and there when she thought she wasn’t paying attention, but really looking at the shape of her eyes, the curve of her lips, her cheekbones, the way her hair fell in front of her eyes… He blinked, almost looking away and apologizing for a moment before he remembered there was no one to apologize to: Thanks to the Great Shift hitting in the middle of the work day, it was now his own face he was looking at, a reflection in the mirror as he stared at the body he’d be looking at every time he caught his reflection from now on. John smiled. While he hadn’t exactly expected it to happen like this, something told him he’d have some fun once the world settled down.

Oh thank Christ we’re not actually related or this would be too weird…” Sean whispered to himself as he slowly slipped out of the robe he had found himself in to get a look at the tits he’d now be sporting for the rest of his life. A few hours ago, Sean would have placed the possibility of him ever seeing his stepmom’s body naked at a strong zero percent. The Great Shift, however, had other plans.   He had done his best to avoid Thanksgiving dinner at his dad’s house the past few years ever since his dad remarried a woman 20 years younger after the divorce, a choice made easier by the fact that her attitude around him was pretty hostile any time she wasn’t actively spending his dad’s money on whatever spa treatment or fashion trend she was obsessed with that week. Still, as embarrassing as it was to admit it, her demeanor only partially spoiled the fact that she was clearly out of his dad’s league, something which made the occasional family dinner at least somewhat bearable. At lea...

  “Say what you will about my grandson,” Harold (67) thought, “But at least the boy’s got good taste in looks! Harold had never thought much of his grandson’s choice in women. Sure, they were usually pretty attractive at least, but as far as he could tell, most of them didn’t have much going for them besides that. The boy was on track to become a doctor with a heavy salary and an even heavier inheritance thanks to Harold, a status that attracted no shortage of hot, shallow women looking for someone to fund their expensive lifestyle. Vanessa, his newest, was no different, boasting all dinner to anyone who’d listen about the upcoming trip to some Caribbean island they were taking, hanging on to her boyfriend’s arm as if someone was going to take him away from her! Harold laughed, imagining how ridiculous she’d look doing that from the body of the teenage boy she was now stuck in. He didn’t know how many times he had told his grandson to ditch the girls and focus on his studies instea...

Jose was still in shock looking at the reflection in the mirror, and at this point, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever get used to the face staring back at him, or more importantly, the chest. Logically, Jose knew his cousin had large breasts. She didn’t exactly hide her cleavage, even at family events, as the deep scoop in the front of her shirt and countless arguments with her parents over what constituted “indecency at the dinner table” proved, but he had kinda tuned it out over the years growing up. Now, with the shock of the Great Shift finally settling down, he didn’t know whether it was seeing them from her perspective for the first time or the fact that he was now in her significantly smaller body, but carrying those same breasts around for the past hour had made them now seem so much bigger. With some difficulty, he managed to unhook the bra strap behind his back, the unfamiliar length of his now manicured nails getting in the way of his fingers clumsily undoing the mechanism and all...