This story takes place in a fictitious world where there is a pill called xChange. This pill actually transforms a person from one gender to another in every way down to the DNA. The transformation takes only a few minutes. It'll last different amounts of time depending on which type of xChange you take. An xChange basic only lasts about 4-24 hours depending on how many you take. An xChange xTra Strength lasts for about 20-30 days. Finally, there is an xChange Plus which changes a person permanently (unless they take the other version). There are specific pills to change from man to woman (pink pills) or from woman to man (blue). I certainly didn't come up with the idea for these pills but I love to imagine what our society would be like if they existed. You can see more on reddit.
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Chapter 1
The sun shot through the window making me blink and slowly wake up. I felt hungover and tired but then I saw the time and realized I was late for work. I crawled out of bed finding some pants and pulled them on. I rubbed my eyes gazing in the mirror seeing my five o'clock shadow and messy hair. I brushed my teeth and grabbed my electric razor to take with me. I smelled my arm pits, put on some deodorant, and picked up a semi clean shirt emblazoned with the logo of the car wash I worked at.
I dashed out of my parent's house, jumped in the car, and drove to work glancing at the clock again. I rub the razor around my jaw moving my mouth like I was speaking another language. Bobbing to the radio I pull up to a red light and glance over seeing a gorgeous woman in a convertible. She glowed dressed head to toe for tennis. Her face was perfectly done, and her bare arms showed a balance of tone and femininity. She glanced over and I gave her my normal Jason smile which works more often than not. She stared for a second through thick black sunglasses and as the light turned green, she pulled away.
I made my way to work and parked. I slid out and casually walked in the back door thinking my boss is none the wiser. I peeked in the office, and she wasn't there so I could punch in. I turned around to see her standing there in the doorway. I jumped and inhaled sharply trying my best to not swear. She is what my mom would say is a strong woman. In her 50s, you'd never know it for the activity and exercise she gets daily both here and at her gym. She's been the manager at the car wash for years and I gave her my smile fixing my hair. She lives alone and her kids are grown and in college. Her blonde hair rested on her shoulders accenting her shape. She was an attractive woman -- for someone her age.
"Late again Jason?" she asked with a semi-friendly smirk and a hand on her hip.
She wasn't a hard ass about things, but she wanted us to work hard. I unfortunately had a habit of either being late or goofing off at times getting on the small bad side she has.
"I'm sorry Barb. My alarm didn't go off this morning." I responded looking down rubbing my neck feeling the heat. I didn't think she'd fire me, but I hated letting her down because she gave me this job which seemed like it was against her better judgement. It always seemed like we had a friendly connection and I respected her.
"Don't call me Barb. It's Barbara and this is the second time just this week! You were supposed to be here an hour ago. We are getting backed up in detailing and Mark is doing all he can to keep up. Get out there and help him. We'll talk about this later."
I nodded and quickly slinked out of her office making my way to detailing. I caught Mark's eye as he gave me a scowl. He didn't seem to mind being out late last night drinking, but he did mind getting stuck with six cars all by himself. I quickly dove into the work to help out and get the cars cleaned and out the door.
At lunch things picked up again but between the two of us and Carlos who comes in for the afternoon, we made quick work of them. I could tell Mark wasn't mad anymore but when we got a break, I made sure to talk to him.
"Hey man I'm sorry about this morning. I didn't mean to leave you high and dry. My alarm didn't go off."
Mark laughed as he pulled up a chair at the small table we had at the side of the bay. Mark was always a bit smaller than me, and he had the longest blonde hair of any of my friends coming just past his shoulders. "Whatever man, you were wasted last night. I knew you'd be late if you woke up at all. But wow that was fun! Where did you meet those girls? They were SO hot. I wanted to take that Sara home, but she blew me off. I got her number though!"
I forgot about the girls who joined us. They were friends of my little sister and they all decided that hanging out with older boys and drinking alcohol sounded more fun than anything they could go do.
"Them? They are my little sister's friends. They just graduated high school buddy so be careful there. What are you now 30? 40?" I teased laughing.
"Yeah yeah.......I'm the same as you buttwad, You're a month older than me old man." He said hitting my arm.
"Of course I know that you dork. It's nice being able to finally buy our own alcohol though. I hated trying to get it from Enrique. He was kinda weird dude. You want to hang out again tonight? I don't think we finished all that vodka." I said with a fun smirk.
"Totally! I wouldn't want it to go to waste!"
Mark was my best friend going back to elementary. We hung out constantly and we even applied for these jobs together during our Freshman/Sophomore summer at Community College. He was hired right away but I took a little more convincing for some reason to get the job. This place was perfect for our college summers. We debated getting an apartment together near campus but decided we wouldn't have enough money during the year so we both still live at home.
We finished out the day and cleaned up. As we were leaving, he stopped abruptly looking at his phone.
"Oh shit.....hold up....I have to go um....I just have to go pick something up. I'll meet you at your place in a bit. Okay?" He said as he started to jog towards his car.
He hopped in his car without a response and took off like an emergency. I just shrugged and shook my head getting in my car. I walked in my house (ok, my parent's house) and it was empty. My dad was traveling for work and my mom was at work still. My little sister was probably off at a friend's house. I walked to the bathroom and took off my sweaty shirt thinking I should probably wash it before tomorrow. I turned on the shower and stripped my pants.
As the water heated up, I took a private moment to measure up in the mirror. I was always pretty happy with my looks. I was blessed with God's smile as my mom would say with perfectly straight white teeth. I was fairly muscular but not ripped or anything. Playing football in high school can help but I feel I need to keep up with my exercise. I flexed a bit and did a few poses imagining girls swooning for me and then turned to climb into the shower rinsing off the day smelling all the cleaners we use on the cars.
I climbed out and wrapped a towel around me. As I walked to my room, I saw my little sister Jayla in the hall. I smiled and held my towel not caring to put on a shirt yet.
"Hey there smiley... did you guys all have fun last night?"
She looked up at me and I could tell she didn't feel good. She glared at me a bit and took off her sunglasses.
"Yes and no....honestly, you and Mark were kinda jerks last night."
"What? What are you talking about? I let you and your friends drink all that booze! That shit isn't cheap you know."
"Yeah, but it doesn't mean you guys can just put your hands all over us. God, It was like Mark was an Octopus. And he wouldn't stop bugging Sara. He obviously doesn't know that she has ... let's say ... different preferences in someone to date and to grab her boobs. He even grabbed my butt!"
"Ah shit... yeah. I do remember some of that. I'm sorry sis. I didn't mean it. We were just having fun." I reached up running my hand through my brown medium length hair almost letting go of my towel. She looked at me and I could tell she felt bad about what she said. She knows I treat women right including beating up the guy she dated when he got too handsy with her on a date.
"It's fine. Just...tone it down a bit. Or... go get laid so you aren't so desperate." She said with a dismissive hand walking past me to her room which was next to mine.
I smiled and went to my room where I dropped my towel and pulled out some clean boxers. Just as I was about to pull them on, my door opened, and it was Jayla. I glanced up just as she walked in seeing everything.
"Oh, and one more thhh - OH GOD!" and she quickly turned and slammed my door.
I rolled my eyes and finished getting dressed. I pulled on an old t-shirt and some shorts and then piled all my other clothes into a basket and carried it out. I saw her in the living room on her phone and I walked passed her pausing for a minute.
"So...what was so important?"
She looked up blushing. I knew she was embarrassed but pretended she wasn't so I chose not to tease her about it.
"What? Oh...I was just going to say that Mark seemed kinda off last night."
