The world had been changing rapidly. Maybe for the better, maybe for the worse, that was yet to be determined. But the progressive political movement of the early twenty-first century had definitely made grounds, if not economically, at least socially, especially where sexual and gender norms were concerned. Science too, had made this new world more bold and possible as well. Let me tell you a story that can provide a more vivid explanation.
Matt was a sophomore at the university and shared a room with Rick in the fraternity. Except calling it a fraternity wasn't exactly politically correct anymore since the inclusion of transgenders was mandatory. Matt was a sissy-boi, and it was common knowledge to all of the fraternity. He even was having an illicit affair with one of the literature professors, although Rick was the only one who seemed to know this.
Rick was straight, but could be a little timid. He was a legacy of the fraternity. But that entitlement only got him so far. Since he wasn't in sports or on the leadership counsel and didn't display the open hostility towards Matt that others did, he was assigned to be Matt's roommate.
Naturally a sort of understanding developed between them. Rick wouldn't pick on Matt even if he didn't always stand up for him, but in the privacy of their room, they were friends. Matt would confide in Rick a little about his relationship with the teacher, who was as equally gruff in the bedroom as he was in class. Although he acted ashamed sometimes, he seemed to enjoy being dominated by the professor. Sometimes Rick would make a comment about some of the female attire that he would see in Matt's wardrobe and even humor him by allowing Matt to try it on for him. Rick would smile and be complimentary even if it made him slightly uncomfortable.
Rick would listen with empathy when Matt would get upset about his treatment by the other men in the fraternity. And even though he wouldn't say as much, he always wondered why these pioneers would punish themselves so much with the trail blazing they had to make. He thought it would be better for Matt just to go on down to live in one of the LGBTQ houses down the road.
One Sunday afternoon while Matt was away visiting the professor, Rick was lounging downstairs watching football with some of the other brothers. Rick didn't spend a lot of time with them, just enough to feel part of the house and usually when games where on. It just never failed that when he was around the guys, eventually he would get teased about Matt. Rick didn't like it and he felt bad when he didn't defend him and felt even more uncomfortable when he did.
The living room was located just inside the front door so Matt had to pass by the group as he returned back from his visit. He walked in carrying a designer bag that was obviously made for a woman, even though he was, as usually, dressed in men's clothes.
"Hey sissy boi, how's it going on this fabulous Sunday?" Nelson hollered out from his recliner. He lisped the word 'fabulous' with emphasis. Matt just glanced sideways as he started for the staircase.
But before he could make it, Thomas stood up and reached him at the landing. "What's in the bag, Maddie?" That was a nickname the frat had given him. He put his hand near the zipper and tugged on something hanging out.
Matt reacted quickly. "I don't mess with your things, Thomas, keep out of mine." But it was pretty clear that it was a costume of some sort. Thomas had managed to pull part of it out and everyone could see the white lace around the black fabric pretty clearly. They didn't know what kind of garment it was, but it was obviously feminine.
Thomas made a face of mock surprise and fear and he turned around to show everyone which drew a lot of laughter. Matt took the opportunity to bolt up to the room. Rick stood up and started to follow. "Not cool, Thomas" he muttered as he brushed by the offender.
Thomas looked like he was ready to fight, but as that was clearly against house rules and could lead to expulsion, he held his temper. "Whatever, man."
Rick knocked and waited for Matt to unlock the door. He did so quickly. Rick hoped he wasn't crying and was relieved that to find that Matt was composed. He didn't apologize for Thomas and the others, that had already been done too many times before. Rick just took a seat on his bed and watched Matt unpack his clothes.
"You were visiting him again?" Rick finally spoke asking about Matt's weekly rendezvous with the professor.
Matt nodded. "He likes me to visit him when his wife is at church. Kind of sick, isn't it?"
Rick didn't respond. "How's it going? Is he still rough or did you say anything to him about it?"
Matt smiled in a mischievous way. "He says I have to keep giving him blow jobs if I want to keep my grades up. I don't think he means it though, since my grades are fine anyway. I think he just gets off feeling like he is in control of me. I guess I like it though. I definitely like his cock."
Rick wasn't repulsed, but sometimes he felt like he should be. "So you are going to keep seeing him then?"
"Honestly, I don't know. Can I tell you something?"
"Have I ever stopped you before?" Rick said with a reassuring smile.
Matt sat down across from Rick setting his forearms on his legs, leaning in to speak more quietly. "I have been doing a lot of thinking. You know, maybe I should get out of this relationship, break it off suddenly. I mean, I like him, I love getting cock regularly, but you know, I feel like...like I could do better, get more. Maybe even just feel better about myself doing it too."
His roommate listened intently. "So, what? You gonna get a serious boyfriend or..." He's words trailed off. He had no idea what a transgender, cross dressing, sissy boi would be thinking. He watched Matt stand up and go to his closet.
"What I mean is that I spend all of this time with guys, acting as their bitch, dressing up as a woman and I love it. I just need to make the change and be done with it. And if the professor doesn't like the new me, so what? I can be beautiful and slut around with all the guys I want to." He giggled girlishly. "Can you imagine if I managed to fuck some of the guys here? What a coup that would be, huh?"
"Wait a minute! The new you? How are you going to do that? Are you talking about going under the knife now? What about school, doesn't that take a long time to accomplish?" Rick was trying get him to think reasonably and more importantly, trying to understand what Matt was thinking.
Matt turned towards his closet and fished around in a coat pocket, then quickly turned and tossed a bottle at Rick who nearly fumbled the catch. "It's X-Change. Just two pills and the transformation takes just minutes to complete."
Studying the bottle intently, Rick couldn't believe what he was seeing. The bottle looked ridiculous, like something you would see in a party store, not something prescribed from a physician. "No way. Who gave this to you? This is bullshit, right?"
Matt was beaming. "Nope. It works, I have seen it. Everything changes; bone structure, hormone levels, genitalia, hair, all of it. It's almost instantaneous."
"Holy shit," Rick thought. "What kind of crazy train world is this?" Then a funny thought struck him. "You would be a virgin, all over again, wouldn't you?"
"Yeah, I guess technically I would. At least my new body would be, even if my mind weren't. But I wouldn't want to be for long!" Matt sat back down on his bed. "So what do you think?," he inquired, a little more serious this time.
Still looking at the bottle, Rick couldn't help but fantasize about this a little. With two small pills, his roommate would become a woman, living with him, and wanting to have sex. He exhaled trying to rationalize this. He was feeling uncomfortable with himself and thought he should leave, but he spoke as he stood up. "I don't know if professor is going to like it and doubt he's going to be gentle. If...if you want, you know, someone..." he was choking up, not sure if he could bring himself to say it or how he would be taken, "I am willing, you know, ...to help." He started to leave and let Matt mull this open but Matt stood up in front of him.
"No. Stay. I would like you to be the one, honestly. You are, outside of my other friends," he said rolling his eyes playfully, "my best friend, at least here in the house. I want you to see me first and yes, fuck me." Matt took the pills from his hand and walked toward the small bathroom, leaving the door open. "You can watch." He looked in the mirror at himself, rubbing his stubble on his chin.
Rick was shaking, he was so nervous. How had he never heard about this before? "Can you go back?"
"Um, they are working on that, but not at the moment. Funny thing is that it you can go to a girl faster than vice versa. Like for girls, it can take like half a day to become a man." Matt was beginning to undress down to his underpants.
"I don't know, man. This is freaking me out." Rick looked like he was coming down with the flu; he was shaking and turning a little pale as he contemplated what was about to happen.
"What are you so nervous about? I am the one who is doing this." Matt poured water into his toothbrush cup and swallowed the pills. "Here goes." Matt fixed his eyes upon himself again, staring intently into the mirror, silently saying goodbye to the body he was born with.
The transformation started slowly, but as it became more apparent, it also became more ghastly. Imagine a computer generated werewolf movie if you can. The bones began to stretch and shrink, and Matt's skin seemed to be melting off of him to some degree. Only when Matt touched his briefs did Rick notice that his small cock was now shrinking away, as if dissolving. Almost simultaneously, the breasts began to grow, almost in the same degree as his hair did. It was then that things became really frightening for Matt.
