Free Choice

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John found himself wondering what the hell he was going to do. He had just lost his phone and while that would normally be a disaster in itself, he was currently missing out on one of the most popular crazes. The new 'Wish Help Organiser and Relaxation Extention' did have a horrible acronym, but the idea was pretty neat. The concept was rather easy to understand. It was a simple little app that people would have on their phones. It would scan meta-data during your everyday activity and then use all manner of personal data combined with the data collected to make a prediction for your day. While it was only once per day, the app was able to make incredibly precise predictions, since it knew also everything about the owner.

Now John found himself not able to join in on the new fad. He was walking through the mall, trying to find some cheap substitute for his phone. He was surprised to find that an old shop with various bargain bins standing outside of it had one on display. It was proudly shown off in the display window, and even though it was kinda girly, John couldn't help but smile.

It was one of the newest models and for only 10$! It was a steal and without any kind of hesitation, he walked in and bought it. Behind the counter, an elderly woman gave him a sly smile. "Oh dear, that thing doesn't really seem to fit you. How about we change that?" She asked, her bony old hand slowly typing in the price on the old-timey register. John smiled and decided that if she wanted to take the cover off herself and try and sell it to someone else, he wouldn't mind that at all. "That would be great, thank you." He said with a smile of his own. Just as he agreed the little bell on the register rang and the whole world started to swirl.

When John blinked he found that he wasn't standing in the little shop anymore. He was standing in his room, or rather a warped version of his room. While almost everything was as he remembered it, there were a lot more decorative items strewn about. He even had a potted plant. A mountain of used clothes seemed to still be laying on his computer chair, but on closer inspection, he realized that there seemed to be a lot of feminine clothing among the laundry. He groaned, assuming that his sister had been trying to sneak her own laundry into his stack to make him clean hers as well as his own. John was about to storm off to tell her where to show that laundry when he caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror. His jaw dropped when he saw a curvy redhead staring back at him.

As he moved, so did the girl in the mirror and he couldn't take his eyes off her. It took him a couple of minutes to realize that the mirror wasn't broken, but that really was him starring back. Looking down seemed only to confirm this as his new body was soft with wonderful curves and a sweet scent. He couldn't help but slowly grope himself, shivering at the feeling of pleasure that rushed through his new body.

John was interrupted in his exploration by his phone that buzzed softly. Looking at it he saw that the W.H.O.R.E. app had his horoscope. Clicking on it, he saw what the prediction was.