Let's try being Mac for a day

You decide it could be interesting to experience how it is being a girl, even if it feels a bit like you've always been one. Also, you're not really feeling ready to rub another orgasm out of yourself, though you suspect touching the sex toy probably would override that exhaustion. You decide to pull on a night gown and sneak outside to the bathroom to brush your teeth.

Sis seems to have quieted down. You're not sure if Bradley is still here or not, but you don't expect your sister will let him sleep over. She is very protective of her sleep, and her bed isn't that big.

You get back to your room undetected, noticing the magical sex toy still lying on the floor. You decide to create a container for it so you can move it around without accidentally touching it. You find some more scrap in your garbage can, which now seems to contain more feminine trash like make-up kits and other feminine supplies, and turn it into a plastic container. You carefully scoop up the dildo inside of it and close the container with a click.

Okay, that's that threat contained, you think to yourself as you yawn. You move over to lay down in bed where you ponder about the weirdness of wider hips and tits, but your Mac memories are not impressed and sleepy, so she quickly pulls you down to sleep.

"So how did the Janice stuff go?" Rufus asked in the direction of Bradley, but giving you a look as well.

Lunch came slowly today. Not just because you've been fidgeting in tight-fitting jeans and a loose blue flannel shirt like some tomboy, but because of the news getting weirder by the hour. It took you twenty minutes to find something your male personality found acceptable. Seems going to a high school filled with horny elves makes the non-elvish girls up their game. Also, it sort of explains why you're still hanging out with Bradley, Jerry and Rufus, seeing as there's very few non-elven females left in the school, you got more in common with the dudes than the girls.

Alas, hanging around with them as a female have made your relationship a bit more complicated. You've given all of them hand jobs one time or another (drunken party girl mode you seem to be a bit of a tease.) Though, to be fair, Rufus and Jerry have both fingered you for the favor. Admittedly, you've sucked off Rufus at a later point in time because he had the biggest dick because you wanted to experience what a big black cock in your mouth would be like. Gag reflex killed that fantasy for the both of you, though you've said the day you're ready to get laid you'll probably check if he's available, as long as he doesn't bra about it to the rest.

The question of boyfriend/girlfriend have come up after these situations, but you've been adamant that you should be keep it at drunk fucking until you're old enough to legally have sex. And you've made it clear that the three of them are firmly in the friend zone, and you've kept to that the past year or so. So... a bit more awkward, but at least you're not hanging around with elves and dragged into fuck marathon challenges.

"Erm, fine?" Bradley replies after for a moment, blushing.

"Well, I met him at home last night," you smirk with your new girl voice. "So he must have made a good enough impression to get beyond the tasting test."

Bradley momentarily makes a face of disgust while thinking of what to say to your comment. "You've done something wrong if you fail the taste test with an elf."

Jerry and Rufus snorted and broke out in laughter at the observation, and you had to shake your head with a smile at the succinct observation, even if they were making fun of your sister. After all, you were the one who turned her and most of the girls into slutty elves. Bit late to regret that now, even if your female persona isn't too happy about being a part of the prude non-elf feminine population.

"Either way," Bradley began again to change the topic. "It seems things are getting weirder and weirder out there. There's some English tourist in Japan claiming they've turned into an teenage asian... dickgirls. And he was a dude before he changed. And it happened after he just saw another flash her dick at him. He even claims his outfit changed. School girl uniform, plaited skirt and all."

The table went quiet and people nodded slow nods. Most of them have been reading about it during class. Some of the students have been chuckling or giggling. The elves had crooned with curious interest at the rumors, asking if they were shemales or double-sexed and what they'd taste like.

"Something else seems to be happening in Hamburg," Jerry said as he skimmed through some website on his phone, booting up a video of a furry with a purple dog face filming himself, whispering in German as he's apparently hiding from someone. What catches your attention after a few moments is that it seems he's not wearing a mask. If it is, it's the most realistic you ever seen. Muscles twitch under the short fur, and the eyes look deep and worried. "translations says he's asking for help to avoid the predators roaming the streets, who seem to be hunting people and converting them. He also says he's been hit once and that's how he got that look."

"That's just weird," Rufus said, shaking his head. "These weird things happening all over the world. And now Quebec has gone dark as well."

"That's new," you mutter and glance down at your phone to refresh the news sites and confirm what he's saying, but you're beginning to wonder if this is so serious that you need to start spending your newfound knowledge on protecting yourself and others. Maybe all those years of reading comics about heroes will finally be good for something?

Another question that pops into your mind is if you should tell your friends about this? Four heads might think better than one. And they'll probably get really annoyed once they realize you've been aware of what most likely have caused all this chaos around the world and not telling them.