The Dance

Lance shook his head. Life was certainly weird in 2025. Ever since, X-Change was introduced 25 years ago, transgenderism had been a thing of the past. All around the World, X-Change had caused massive changes. Lesbian marriage in particular was now widespread throughout Europe, North America and Asia. But what happened recently really annoyed him. His best friend Sam had taken X-Change to spend time with Rachel, his girlfriend.

This caused massive changes in Sam’s behaviour. He became more and more girlish. X-change made him significantly shorter and bustier. Rachel who was more sporty, was increasingly the dominant one as she made Sam more and more effeminate. Sam was now shopping for Rachel, squealing and giggling like a schoolgirl rather than a young male adult. “What do you think that of this bikini? I think the crimson one would look great on Rachel and the lavender would look great on me, don’t you?” “I don’t know, man.” Expressed an annoyed Lance. “I think so. Ooohh, do you think we could go to Xia Victoria? I want to get some toys for us!”

Lance didn’t answer. When Sam was in his girly form, the little blonde was simply insufferable. Sam took his arm and pulled him towards the adult shop. Lance hated the shop. Sam was wearing a tight, white skirt and a pink tanktop. Lance was irked at how round and tight Sam’s round cheeks were through her skirt. He had to remind himself that Sam was his friend, not just some sexy bimbo. He and Sam entered the store as Sam practically shrieked with glee. “Look at those!” she clapped her hands as she raced up to a shelf. Lance felt revulsion as Sam picked up a spike paddle and a large green vibrating double dildo vibrator. “See something you like, Miss?” came a very attractive woman. “Yes, I am looking for toys for my girlfriend to use on me. The strap-on, how fast does it vibrate?” Lance did not want to hear anything else. He was about to leave, when Sam squealed “Rachel!” and leapt into her girlfriend’s arms. Rachel held Sam in her arms, openly squeezing and groping her rear as she walked over to the saleswoman.

Lance was about to sneak away, when Natalie Rogers and Michelle Parkman walked in. “Hi Lance, surprised to see you here!” “Supporting a friend.” Replied Lance, his voice a bit shaky as he pointed to Rachel, looking over the toys, while holding Sam. “Rachel and Sam are buying toys together? That’s adorable.” Giggled Michelle. Michelle had once been chubby Matt Parkman. But one X-Change later and she re-invented herself as cheerleader Michelle permanently. “Adorable is one word for it.” Noted Lance.

“I am guessing you aren’t a fan of X-Change?” observed Natalie. “No, honestly, I’m not. It’s turned Sam from my pal into a girly bimbo whose sole ambition is to be Rachel’s bitch!” “For some people, it allows them to be who they were meant to be.” Pointed out Michelle, noticeable stiffness in their voice. “Some, maybe. Others are just using it as an excuse to get laid. Sam did this at first, so he and Rachel could bang without threat of pregnancy or STDs. But now the **** took over him. And he isn’t the only one. Daria became Darren, both for pussy and to become a more accomplish athlete!” “But Darren is an accomplished athlete, he won the triathlon and pentathlon. They are talking about the literal Olympics for him in 2028.” Remarked Michelle. “Yeah, but only because of X-Change. He was Daria before, a quiet lady jock. A top athlete sure, but not like now. I swear these **** have unnatural impacts on people.”

“I Took X-Change a few times to become a guy. I am still the same person.” Revealed Natalie. “Yeah, you’re the exception. X-Change is just ruining everything. People should be happy with who they are!” “So, no-one should exercise, take medication for their health, seek out mental health professionals? We should just accept things instead of actually trying to make things better?” retorted Michelle. “Obviously I didn’t mean that. It’s different for you, you were trans. But Sam wasn’t, this isn’t right.” “Or Sam was trans, but he was too ashamed to tell you because he thought you would be judgemental!” spat Michelle. “Whatever, I’m out.” Stated Lance, leaving the couple as Sam continued to giggle in Rachel’s arms.

Lance was feeling particularly aggrieved. Michelle was being a contrarian bitch. Sure, she might have needed X-Change, but most people are just twisted pervs. “Hi bro, you ok?” Lance sighed. His older sister Cameron was home. “Just tired. Sam was being a bimbo again!” “Yeah, I heard she had gone native.” “Whatever, sometimes, I am just so sick of her girlishness. Anyway, I am getting a soda!” “Cool.” Cameron just went back to her phone. As he rummaged through the fridge, he bit back frustration. No soda either. Great, just great. As he closed the fridge, barely containing himself; he saw the glass. It was clearly full with a yellow liquid. Passionfruit, his favourite. He eagerly sculled it now, feeling the refreshing taste down his throat. Then everything went black.