Luckily, they have a bottle of basics.

Perfect. You've heard that nasty stuff can happen to people who buy one of the more unique pill brands. Good old basic pills, lasting four hours, will be all you need.

You remember when they first released these, about six years ago. That was a different time for you and your family. You were just entering puberty and learning how bodies worked. Even then, though, something about the idea of a gender change pill struck your fancy. Once the idea was in your head, you couldn't get it out. You used to spend hours thinking about what it would be like to try out a female body. You wouldn't feel pressure to be stronger or more aggressive if you were a girl. You could just be yourself, and everyone would like you and pay attention to you. And the physical benefits... well, let's just say you started taking longer showers around that time too. Back then, you couldn't wait until you could turn eighteen and try X-Change for yourself.

But then... mom. And a sudden rearrangement of priorities.

Your dad needed stability. He needed you. So you threw yourself into your work and your studies, trying to take care of everything so he wouldn't worry. Not much time for fantasies anymore.

You hadn't thought much about that stuff since. Looking back, you figured it was just the confused daydreams of a thirteen year old trying to understand human sexuality.

But now, when the opportunity has finally arrived... you can't deny that you're not a little bit excited. You sneak another peak at the bottle pills in the seat beside you, and step on the gas, eager to get home.

The plan is this: you'll take four pills, for a total of sixteen hours as a woman. That should give you plenty of time to adjust to your body, get ready, go out, and get back home without any inconvenient changes.

Your dad will be out running errands all day while you figure out how to act feminine, dress like a woman, and apply makeup. He'll come back in the evening with just enough time to get ready. You'll spend a few hours at the party, then speed home, and it will all be a memory by the next morning.

The best laid plans... you think, praying that nothing will go wrong.

The day arrives. You say goodbye to your dad, then head upstairs to your room. Your mouth is dry as you place four pink pills in the palm of your hand.