Jordan Jacks

His name was Jordan Jacks. According to the instructions that every person on the planet (with the exception of Jordan), he was a twenty-five year-old woman who thought that she was a man. The instructions were clear. Jordan Jacks was a woman, always had been, always would be. Sure, Jordan wore men's clothing, had been married to a woman for two years, even had a fully-functioning penis between her legs, but all of that was just noise, small confusing mix-ups that had distracted and misled her over the years.

The instructions also emphasized that nobody was to force feminization onto Jordan. Her transition back to understanding her femininity was to be gentle, gradual. She was to realize that she was a woman, not be beaten and tortured into it. Jordan's womanhood was to be celebrated, not something to fear or dread.

As people woke up around the globe, thoughts of Jordan on their mind, ideas began to bubble to the surface. Discord channels, dark web sites, even working groups began to form in countries in every corner of the planet. Every one with the same goal in mind, helping Jordan be happy and proud of the woman she was.

It was time to get to work.