Light

Alex awoke with a squeal. His eyes felt on fire, the light was so heavy. He rolled unto his belly and gave another shrieking squeal. His chest felt sore. He **** himself to his feet and gasped. It was like something out of a tv show. White, white air and cloud like walls around him. There was a beautiful naked woman, crouched and trembling to his far right. Never one to miss an opportunity, Alex decided to approach her. “Hello, Miss. I’m…” His voice, his voice was different. So high…like a woman.

“She is gone.” stated the woman. “Sorry, who?” “Sam….Sam’s gone. You took her place now, Alex.” “Sorry I don’t under…wait how did you know my name?” “I…I was like you. Sam explained it to me. You are in hell, Alex. An angry witch and her girlfriends targeted you because you are a womaniser. Then they **** you until you give in and become either their sex doll or a straight woman. You are a woman now, Alex. Check yourself out..before…before…NOOOOO!!!!” Alex could barely process things before two white hands burst from the ceiling and seized the naked woman. Tears burst from her face as she disappeared into the ceiling. A name tag fell down…Max Silver.

Alex’ eyes widened. Max Silver, his childhood best friend. They had been friends from Kindergarten to Alex’s first manager job. Then he disappeared and Alex forgot him. He never even brought him up in conversation again. What the hell had happened to him that he was now a sobbing hot woman? And…Alex paused before looking at his hands. His dainty, slim hands with long nails covered in polish. “No.” Alex said. No, it couldn’t be. He looked down but all he could see were large breasts. Alex gasped as he touched them. They were real and his. He wore no top….he could feel no clothes on…nor his Johnson. He reached down and screamed. Screamed like he was on fire. No, not he. Not anymore. Alexander was now Alexandra!