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“…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...

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...

“What the fuck are you doing in my house??” Jack turned, shocked to see someone in the bathroom doorway that he hadn’t expected for another day and a half at least: His girlfriend, back home early from her work trip. “Oh fuck, uhhh… I can explain, I know how this looks but i promise you there’s a-“ Erica scoffed, cutting him off. Yeah? cause it looks like you’re the bitch that’s been sleeping with my boyfriend behind my back. Oh god, get out, get out right now. I knew Jack was cheating on me, all that bullshit about those bras i found stuffed in the back of the closet being left over from whoever lived here before. They were probably yours, weren’t they?? Jack’s protest fell on deaf ears as his girlfriend practically forced the strange woman in her bathroom down the hall and out the back door, slamming it behind him as soon as he was clear. No luck. Jack leaned against the doorframe, attempting to come up with an explanation that would actually get him back in the house as the breeze p...

“Hey, what was so urgent that you needed to see me? You know I shouldn’t even be this close to anyone for another week!” Austin exclaimed as his friend slid into the passenger seat of his car. Technically, Austin wasn’t supposed to be out of quarantine at all. He was still contagious with the Gender Virus for at least another few days, although by now his body had at least stabilized, locking him into the hyperfeminine body that would be his new normal for the rest of his life. Sebastian took a deep breath, steeling his nerves for what he was about to say next. “That’s the thing. I… I knew you were still contagious when I called you. In fact, I’m kinda depending on it…” Sebastian paused for a moment, seemingly measuring out his thoughts before he took the plunge. “I want in. I want to be a girl.” Austin froze in shock for a second, unsure he heard Sebastian correctly. “Don’t mess around, once you do this there’s no coming back, you’ll be a woman forever.”  “I know it sounds crazy, ...

“God, are all guys this obvious? Was I this obvious?” Victor thought as he caught yet another one of his friends trying not-so-subtly to get a glance at his cleavage. He hated to say it, but he was starting to seriously prefer the company of his new female friends to his old ones. At least they had been supportive after he was diagnosed with Second Puberty, giving him style tips and lending him some clothes and feminine supplies while he built up his own wardrobe. Once his tits had come in, most of his guy friends had been more interested in getting into his pants than anything else. In a way, it was partially his fault - it wasn’t like he didn’t also enjoy flaunting his new body a bit more than he should have, he knew the effect it had on men and he was more than happy to be on the other side of that attention equation for once, but still, at least a little plausible deniability on their ends would be nice! And as conceited as it sounded, he could do a lot better than them for his fir...

Josh sighed, looking around his house for a suitable shirt to wear from his shrinking wardrobe before giving up and taking a seat by the stairs to catch his breath. It had seemed like the perfect opportunity: Work an online job from the US, earn in dollars, and move somewhere in Latin America where the local currency went a lot further. He had even managed to rent out a beautiful house in the historic district of town for a steal after another expat had broken his lease early and moved out unexpectedly. It had been great at first, although, he had been having second thoughts recently. His lease was coming up soon and as much as he was saving money by living in Colombia, he was starting to get worried about how quickly time was flying by. He hadn’t noticed it at first, but now it seemed like entire days would go without him remembering a single thing he’d done. The memory lapses had started about two weeks in, about the same time he started losing weight. It started off small, finding f...

It made his stomach turn just thinking about it. Tom had done everything right: The right grades, the right schools, the right connections. Everything to ensure that he’d be successful, powerful, driven. And all it had taken was one wrong move to bring it all toppling down.   His job had warned him when he signed on for the business trip to Hong Kong. Go to the office, go to the hotel, eat in your room. He had seen the same warnings around the airport as well. A particularly bad outbreak of the Gender Virus had practically ground business to a halt. His company would have pulled out too if the deal wasn’t critical - In fact, the only reason he had been able to go along as a junior associate at all had been because he had taken the place of his manager, who had pulled out at the last minute when he deemed the health risk too high. But Tom had been dying to prove himself. He had actually jumped at the opportunity, desperate to prove himself as a hard worker. He had rolled the dice, a...

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