That's Not Robbie!

"Uh, good morning," you say, entering the kitchen.

"Good morning," the person making coffee says, not turning around.

That's odd. Robbie's voice sounds strange. Like maybe a little higher pitched than usual? But everything else about him looks about the same. That is until he turns around.

Your eyes go wide. What the hell? It's your ex-girlfriend Rebecca! But ... she's not a woman. She looks too manly for that. You're not sure, but you think that she might be one of those transgender men. Rebecca is very feminine. She wouldn't do something like this to herself. Man, this new world is really fucked up!

"Rebecca?" you ask.

She, er, he turns and glares at you. "Why are you calling me by that name? You know my name is Robbie now." Your new transgender roommate then shakes his head and sits down at the table with his cup of coffee, then pulls a flyer out of his pants pocket. "I was hoping that you could come to the center tonight and help me set up for the party."

You grab the flyer and see the headline: SBTQ+. What the hell? But then you realize that in this new world, gays and lesbians are seen as traditional, and straights are not. You then drop the flyer on the table. The last thing you want is to take part in helping a bunch of trannies like your new roommate. You dislike them almost as much as gays. You don't care if it's now normal that straight people commonly associate with bisexuals, transsexuals, queers and everything else that isn't 100% homosexual. You just want to go back to sleep and hope that you wake back up in the normal world again and realize that this was just one fucked up dream.

"So, what about it? Wanna help? I'm sure Rebecca will be there."

"What did you say?" you ask. Rebecca? Isn't she Rebecca? Or was?

"Your girlfriend Rebecca. I mean, the party is for transsexuals, so I'm sure she'll definitely be there."

Wait, Rebecca is a tranny too, or rather, this other Rebecca, presumably the one who's been texting you for the last few weeks?

Suddenly, Robbie's (this new Robbie's) phone begins to ring. "Oh, speak of the devil," he says.

You look over at the phone and see a photo of ... oh no. It's Robbie, the real Robbie. But he's not himself anymore. He's now a transgender woman! It's like Robbie and Rebecca have swapped places or something. So now your ex-girlfriend is your transgender male roommate Robbie, and your longtime friend and roommate is your transgender female girlfriend Rebecca! This is so fucked up! This is even worse than finding out that the world turned gay overnight!

Why the hell is all of this happening to you?!