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You’ve heard of “Shift Immersion therapy”, right? No? Well, it’s getting pretty popular post-Great Shift, especially for people like me who cross the gender/race fence.  My therapist had suggested it after I hadn’t had any success adapting to my new body during our sessions. Basically, it’s like this: Instead of leaning away from your radically different new life, try to lean into it. Make up a persona and try to stick to it all day. Pick out a woman’s name and try it out in public, dress up in something overtly feminine that you never would have worn before, basically anything to break yourself out of the mold of your old self and get you to embrace your new future. I mean, I was a middle aged white guy before all this and I ended up as an Indian woman half my age, it’s a lot to wrap your head around, being perceived so differently. I’ve been leaning into it more, which kinda felt like cosplay at the start but i dunno, I think it’s actually helping me separate the old me from the ...

“…What the hell…” Brandon slowly raised himself up in bed, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he began to notice the difference in his surroundings compared to when he had gone to sleep. Like the brown bedsheets instead of his regular white ones, the walls painted a different color from his own, the mass of dense, brown hair now covering his eyes, pushed back by a woman’s manicured hand instead of his own. The unfamiliar shifting weight of something heavy brushing against the thin tank top covering his chest as he sat up and finally glimpsed a very changed reflection in a mirror in the corner of the room. Brandon didn’t know it yet, but he was experiencing the first moments of an experience most other FOSE victims had already gone through hours ago: the realization that he was in somebody else’s body entirely. A month ago, Brandon had been struck with a sudden inspiration to turn his life around. He’d started working out daily, dressing better, and quit masturbating so he could focus...

  The fourth in a series of street interviews with real people to see how they’ve adapted to the Great Shift! I’ll be honest, I was in a bit of a dead end pre-Shift. I always figured my golf skills would be enough to make me a career when i was older, but… You know how it goes. Great high school athlete, good college athlete, then i just couldn’t cut it at the pro level. Ended up training rich guys and their wives at the local country club for tip money. Well, the Shift struck during a lesson with one of my regulars, leaving me in Vivian here’s body and her in mine. How do I like being a woman? Truth be told, I’m just happy i’m still young! If the Shift waited another half hour or so, I probably would have swapped with the 60 year old man i had booked after her! Not that there hasn’t been challenges, but I can’t exactly deny it - Being a hot woman does have its perks if you lean into it. Dress up nice and people are pretty willing to pay for your drinks, your meals, hell, i even ha...

“Hey, thanks for coming out to Oktoberfest with me, I know we always used to go as guys, so I’m happy at least some things haven’t changed.” “What, are you kidding? I wouldn’t miss it. Look, we had our arguments but at the end of the day, we’re still boys, right? Ryan smiled sheepishly. “Well…” Adam snorted. “Don’t answer that, actually. Look, I decided I’m gonna forgive you about the whole “Infecting me with the Gender Virus” thing.  I came home to some stacked blonde girl ready to make out with me, what was I gonna do, say no? To tell the truth, I thought she was your girlfriend or something So you fucked up and didn’t tell me you hooked up with some girl who gave it to you and I fucked up and didn’t ask enough questions.” “Yeah, well, I’m sure you figured out why I did it as soon as your blood started flowing to your new clit instead of your brain like it did to me. Thank God the sex drive goes back down once you’re no longer contagious!” “You know, it’s not all bad,” Adam respo...

  “Uh-uh, no way you’re wearing that out. Go upstairs and change or you’re not going.” Michelle sighed, exasperated at the argument she felt like she’d already been through with her daughter a million times. Melanie rolled her eyes in annoyance.  “Are you kidding? this is like totally normal? It’s literally just going to be girls there too, I’m not walking out wearing grandma clothes just because you’re insecure about it!” Michelle rubbed her fingers over her temple, not about to rehash another one of these conversations. “Just find a top with a little less cleavage please, then you can go. Call me if you need me to pick you up later.” Melanie’s face lit up. “Deal! Don’t wait up!” It was weird to even think about, let alone witness, but even weirder was how quickly Michelle was adapting to the new situation she’d found herself in. Her older brother, a man brushing on 40 and previously twice her size was now legally her daughter. It had started two years ago when the 16 year ol...

  The third in a series of street interviews with real people to see how they’ve adapted to the Great Shift! (Photo for internal use only. Not for distribution) How did the Great Shift affect me? Wait, this    isn’t live, is it? My parents don’t know I’m out    this late. No? Alright, I’ll do it if you don’t run my photo along with it. Ever since the Shift put me in my neighbors body, my parents have been watching me like a hawk making sure I “Respect her body” until they find a way to swap back. Like we’re ever going to swap back, hello? The woman in my body’s doing just fine as a teenage boy now, I even saw her bring a girl over to the house a while back. So I figured, you know, If she can do it why can’t I? As far as my parents know, I’m going to support meetings twice a week in the evenings. It’s practically the only alone time I get. What, it’s not like I’m lying to them? I just forgot to mention that these meetings usually start off with a glass of wine in...

The FOSE: Also known as the Fantasy Orgasm Swapping Event. An admittedly childish name for a serious phenomenon, but it was the one that stuck in the days and weeks after the full extent of the aftermath was slowly revealed. Essentially, a rare form of cosmic radiation had passed by the earth for just a few moments at precisely the right conditions, linking anyone who had happened to orgasm within that window with the object of their attention and swapping their consciousnesses with each other. First written off as a hoax, the mounting number of FOSE victims coming forward post-event had forced the world to recognize the phenomenon. Michael had been home after work and embarrassingly, masturbating to his ex girlfriend Marissa’s Instagram posts at the moment in question. In the immediate seconds post-climax, he had found himself in a beachfront hotel room halfway across the world, laying on the bed naked as Marissa’s new boyfriend went down on her. All he could do was moan as unfamiliar...

  The second in a series of street interviews with real people to see how they’ve adapted to the Great Shift! Do I have time to talk? I have a couple minutes before i clock in, why not! Honestly, it felt a little demeaning to me at first, but I realized pretty early on that after the Great Shift gave me, well, these, *gestures to chest* my tips at my bartending job would skyrocket every time i wore something lower cut. I was pretty embarrassed about it at first, but hey, the extra money at the end of the night goes a long way. Plus, it’s kinda fun teasing some of the regulars. Now even when i’m not on the job i kinda like having them out. What’s that saying again? If you got it, flaunt it? You should see the looks I get when I’m out and about now - I never realized how obvious us guys were trying to sneak a peak until i had a pair on my chest! It’s kinda flattering though, I’m definitely getting approached way more often compared to when I was a guy, not to mention paying a lot les...

The first in a series of street interviews with real people to see how they’ve adapted to the Great Shift! Yeah, sure, I have a minute to talk! What kind of woman was I before the Great Shift? Actually, I wasn’t a woman at all! That’s the Great Shift for you. One second you’re a 40 year old construction worker fixing up a pothole on a college campus and the next you’re in the body of a 22 year old nursing student driving to class. Almost crashed the car staring at myself in the rear mirror when it happened! I will say, I’m happy the woman I swapped with donated practically all her clothes to me. Not that she could even fit them anymore, seeing that most of them are a women’s small and she was now in the body of a 6’5 basketball player, but still a nice gesture nonetheless. I have to admit, it’s pretty nice picking out clothes to wear when I have so many flattering choices now. Once I got over just how much skin a lot of them showed, I realized it was pretty fun dressing myself up in th...

“Oh god, this had better be worth it…” Adam groaned, forcing a smile as he positioned his face in the camera’s viewfinder. For a few seconds, he hesitated before slowly panning the phone down to include more of his chest and the U-shaped window of pale cleavage that now peeked out of his new top. It wasn’t like the Role Exchanger had left him with many options. He had found out on his first day back at work that his 20 years of engineering experience was probably now resting in someone else’s mind, replaced by a mix of other people’s memories and talents. Now he could play the piano, apply a perfect face of makeup, pinpoint the exact designer and season of a runway model’s outfit, and cook chinese food, but his mind blanked when he tried to solve problems at work he used to be able to do in his sleep. What the Role Exchanger HAD left him with though, was a 24 year old woman’s body, a fantastic pair of breasts, and the good sense to know exactly how to make them look their best. So if h...

“…Can you hear me, Mr. Thompson?” Eric groggily opened his eyes, his vision adjusting to the sight of a man in a suit standing where he had been expecting his surgeon to be waiting for him post-surgery. “Whahappened?” He groaned groggily, his voice sounding strangely high pitched as his eyes slowly focused. “Don’t worry, you’re safe. You’re still in the hospital, but there was an incident during your surgery. During the operation, an agent of ours was shot and exposed to the compound while attempting to secure it. He was rushed to the nearest hospital for treatment before the compound’s effects were completely understood. Unfortunately, its level of contagiousness was severely underestimated and a number of patients and staff located in the surgical wing were infected before its spread was contained. You are one of those people.” Eric tried to force out a laugh, more to clear his throat and get his normal voice back than anything else. “So, what does that even mean? I have some kind of...

“Knock knock, coworker!” Adam leaned against the doorway flirtily, grinning as he saw Ashley look up from her desk, returning the smile. “Wanna get lunch? I got some post-shift gossip for you! Apparently someone spotted Jess-Sorry, *James* in Accounting out on a date on saturday with that manager that ended up in his secretary’s body! Adam almost didn’t want to admit it, but secretly, at least a small part of him was a little thrilled that the Great Shift had landed him in the body of his coworker Ashley while she had ended up in his. They had been almost inseparable ever since she started working at his office last year. Of course, he could never admit it to his girlfriend but he had developed a killer crush on her in the meantime, to the point where he looked forward to going into the office every morning just so he could see her more.  Well, now he’d be seeing a lot more of her. At the office, at home, in the shower, every time he looked in the mirror…  His relationship had...

OBSERVATION NOTES: SUBJECT 13 PHASE I, DAY 1 Subject is Male, 5’9, 212 lbs. 47 years old. Showing signs of confusion as sedatives wear off. Formula has been injected while unconscious without event. Formula 12-B has been approved for testing, with close observation applied to ensure racial and psychological modifications match expected profile. Beginning observation for stage one. DAY 5 Subject is threatening legal action towards any staff interacted with. Reluctantly eats meals enough to maintain dosage necessary for further physical progress. Weight loss is more pronounced than in previous subjects, height loss is still minimal. DAY 15 Like previous formula, subject is increasingly docile. Interactions with staff are increasingly positive, with little mention of Subject’s previous identity. Physical changes have accelerated, including weight loss, reduction in perceived age, minor loss in height, and significant redistribution of fat towards the breasts and rear. Skin is noticeably m...