Higher voice. Smooth chin.

'Sarah?'

His voice? Was it different?

'Sara?' No, that squick just now had only been an accident. He could still talk with his own low voice.

'I'm right here Josh. Or shall we call you Josie?'

His head hurt. Was that normal? 'It's not permanent Sara. Only a week.' It was hard to talk this low. Was it weird? Was he overdoing it?

'Since when do I only get one week with you? You've been attracted to me all your life!' Sara crawled next to his naked body. She had laid him on the couch. It kept amazing him how much stronger lesbians were than other humans. They could lift cars, kick through doors. Or run for days without needing a break. Of course, every girl hoped to find out she was lesbian, but even less than 10 percent of the female population were gifted by those powers. And there was no way to fake it. Lesbians were 10 times stronger than men and straight women. The government granted them 10 slaves on their 18th birthday, and they never ever had to work. Life just wasn't fair sometimes.

It was a shame the pink pills couldn't give you these powers. Although Josh would soon turn into a complete female, and keep his preference for women, he wouldn't be considered a lesbian. He would always remain male on the inside. Something else that wasn't really fair, but it was just the way the world had always been.

'Okay, a month maybe. Max. No day longer.' His voice became higher with every word. He didn't like it, losing control. At least there were blue pills too. He would never have swallowed the pink ones if he hadn't believed that.

'You're so mean to me sometimes.' Sarah kissed his cheek. It felt weird. Softer.

'My beard is gone?'

She smiled. 'It is sweety. It is. Wanna see the other changes?'