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Will sighed as he stumbled into the locker room. Football practice had just finished his body was starting to sweat like a pig. His body ached from being one of the linemen on the line and practicing drills. He desperately wanted to grab a large bottle of water and chug it down. He took of his helmet and placed it down as he put in the combination to his locker. He unlocked it and started to take off his gear to get out of his sweaty uniform.
“Hey, you holding up alright?” A familiar voice said.
“Yeah, I’m holding up okay,” Will said with a smile. When he finished taking off the last of his football gear he turned to his best friend Erick.
Erick was a large guy, who was even taller than him and built a little more with defined muscles. His dark, almost mahogany colored hair was brushed to the side and matted down by sweat. His warm chocolate brown eyes. He could easily admit he was handsome and looked like he could get any girl he wanted if he tried.
Erick was his oldest friend. They had known each other since the beginning of third grade and had stuck together like thieves. They would always to everything together and considered each other brothers at this point. When one of their families was going on a trip, and they decided to bring in someone else they always asked Erick and his family first. It had led to them having some of their funniest trips, like when they went to an amusement park.
“So how did you do in the math test earlier today?” Will asked.
“Uhh don’t remind me,” Erick sighed. “I just know I failed it.”
“Well looks like you need some more help for the test. Just let me know when we can meet up and can do so, and then after we could hangout,” Will said as she started slipping on his clothes.
“Sounds great to me,” Erick chuckled. “Studying and working, and then followed afterwards by rewarding ourselves. Sounds like a perfect plan to me.”
Will continued to get dressed and slipped on a pair of blue jeans and a blue t-shirt and hood. When he was finished putting on the rest of his clothes, he pulled out a black military cap and put it on his head. He had gotten it during a trip and had liked the design of it. He wore it wherever he went every day. It felt so familiar to him now, that it felt strange for him to go anywhere without a hat. He picked up his bag and waited for his friend to finish getting ready. He pulled out his phone and browsed through his email to see if he had gotten anything as he waited for Erick to finish getting ready.
When he was, they grabbed their stuff and left the locker room. They walked to the front of the school, their bones aching slightly from all their training. When they got to the front, they looked for their rides, and when they saw they weren’t there they placed their bags down. They continued to talk about their school day and what went on in their classes and anything interesting they might have heard. What they thought they could do better during practice, and anything else that came to mind.
Will saw his mother had arrived and immediately picked up his bag. He said, “And theirs my ride. See you later Erick.”
“Take care man, see you tomorrow,” Erick said.
Will sighed tiredly as he sat in the passenger’s seat and dropped his bag on the floor. After a long day at school, he wanted to just take some time and relax after everything that happened today. He started browsing through the newest postings to see what was uploaded, making sure to keep it at an angle so his mother wouldn’t see. Much to his dismay he didn’t see anything which caught his eye and put his phone back.
The moment Will got home he went into his room decided to browse the web on his laptop before he would do any of the homework, his teachers had given him and his friend’s. He needed some time to calm down and relax before he did anything else, or else he would have gone mad from the stress. He looked up some games he could have played, his mind warring with itself over what he should do. He blinked when he got an email and saw it contained a link to a website.
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Will didn’t know what to think when he saw it. He looked at who it was from and didn’t recognize the sender. For a moment he considered deleting it and checked the sender to see who it was from. The thought of deleting lost its appeal in his mind as his curiosity got the better of him. Still, the moment it asked him any private information he would immediately exit out and delete it in a heartbeat.
The moment the sight loaded up; his heart pounded a little faster because of how old it looked. It made him real glad he had his adblocker up. He could only imagine how many there would be, if he didn’t have them. He quickly looked at his adblocker and saw it wasn’t blocking anything and made him relax slightly. He checked his antivirus to see if it was going to go off, but it didn’t.
He relaxed on his place on the bed, a little surprised that this wasn’t some sort of scheme. Now that he had another assurance everything was fine, he felt comfortable enough to actually read it over. He chuckled at the idea of the sight and how it would supposedly work. It seemed almost like a gag site, with how it looked almost like a school website that a person would have found decades ago. Not to mention the promise it had of actually transforming someone into the opposite gender.
Well it wouldn’t hurt to have a little fun and pretend it actually was a site which could do something. Instead of being in the position as the one who would turn someone into his new lover, he decided to pretend he was in the position of someone who wished to change him. He was a little bit of a sub when he it came to…certain matters. The thought of someone deciding to transform him for one reason or another aroused him and quickly put his name down in the ‘victim’s’ name.
Will cupped his chin as he wondered who he should put down for whom he should ‘transform’ into. There were so many characters that he liked that it made the decision difficult to say the least. His mind stopped as it came to the latest games that he had recently played again, God Eater and Final Fantasy 10. Both games were huge parts of his childhood. Whenever a new Final Fantasy came out, he jumped at the chance to preorder the collector’s edition. It was such a hard choice for him. His mind stopped at the name of God Eater. When God Eater 3 came out he had been replaying the God Eater series again and having the time of his life and still doing so.
Since he was having such a fun time with it right now why not choose one of the lovely ladies from the series to turn into. He had immediately concluded he should ‘change’ into one of his waifus from the series, Alisa. He had always liked Alisa not just for her body and how sexy she was, but also for how steadfast and determined she was to make things better for everyone. It was one of the reasons why in his head that he always believed that she and the created character got together at one point. He copied and pasted her name down into the transformed name and then clicked on the confirmation box.
The moment that he hit the button a haze came over him that made his mouth drop and his body go limp. It was as if the connection between his mind and body had suddenly been cut. He laid there on his bed motionlessly, the warm computer being the only sign of any of the life that he had mere moment ago. He simply laid there on his bed unmoving for almost an hour. The moment his computer binged with the alert that the battery was low he finally came to. He blinked in shock and looked at his computer and watched as his screen suddenly blacked out. The young man tried to turn it on, but no matter how many times he pushed the power button it wouldn’t work. He plugged it back in and looked at the time on his phone.
“Holy shit!” Will cried. A whole hour had passed, and he didn’t know it. Just what happened? He was used to time suddenly passing by, but this was almost unreal. He must have fallen asleep or something. It was the only thing he could think of. His stomach growled and he quickly got up and made himself a quick sandwich to eat with some chips before he got to work. When he was finished making his quick meal, he devoured it hungrily.
When he was done eating, he got to work on his homework, his mind chaotically focusing on the problems in front of him to get it done before tomorrow came. He still had to study for a quiz in his algebra class tomorrow and he didn’t have high hopes for it. Math had always been a troublesome subject for him, and they always had a bit of troublesome relationship. He pulled out his notes and the algebra calculator online he used to help him make sure his answers were correct and showed what to do. As he was working through the problems, he noticed the answers came to him easier than usual, something he was grateful for. It might just be the material was sticking a little better than usual today, but he wasn’t going to complain.
When he was finished working on his homework, he decided to go to bed early. He crawled into his bed and pulled the covers over himself and closed his eyes. For some reason his body felt more tired than it had been awhile, almost as if he had was just starting practice all over again. Sleep quickly came to him and he closed his eyes as
When Will first woke up the next morning, he groaned as he snuggled deeper into his soft comfortable sheets. They felt much softer than usual, as if he had just watched them and fluffed them. The softer sheets lulled him back to sleep as if they were a siren’s call. Whatever drive he had to get up was slowly diminished the longer he slept there. His legs felt like they were about to go to sleep and his eyes started to close again. He pressed his face deeper into the covers and smiled at how soft and comfortable he was.
The second alarm on his phone went off and Will groaned as his body started to awaken. He forced himself out of his bed, his eyes feeling like bags were over them. The young man started stretching in place and could feel his body start popping and felt a little more awake. He trudged into the shower and turned it on and jumped a he felt the warm water hit his body. The tiredness which plagued his body started to disappear as the water continued to pour over him. He stood there, as his body started to feel more alive.
After what seemed like a few minutes, he felt the last bit of the morning sickness which clouded his mind gone. He grabbed the bottle of shampoo and poured a large bit into his hands and washed his hair. The moment he finished washing his hair, he grabbed the body wash and started to clean himself. As he washed himself, Will noticed something was off and looked down. He froze when he saw his arm was clean of any hair on it. He ran his hand over to make sure he wasn’t dreaming and flinched from the soft smooth skin.
“What the,” Will muttered and started looking at the rest of his body to see if it was just as hairless as his arms. Even the hair above his crotch was gone as if it had been cleaned off his body, as if it had been shaved. He shivered at how smooth and clean it was. No matter where he looked, his body was free of any trace of hair below his eyebrows. He stepped out of the shower and looked at his reflection in the mirror.
He looked a little smaller than he did yesterday, it wasn’t much an ich or two at best, but it was certainly noticeable. His muscles looked a little smaller, he touched them, and they were still strong and felt like rocks. It made him gulp and his stomach twist and turn. The idea of someone shaving the hair on his body made sense, but this made no sense at all. There was no logical reason he could think to suddenly loose a little bit of height and muscle mass. Panic started to swell within him, and he tried to keep calm, but the longer he looked in the mirror the more it grew.
“Will are you up yet?” his mother called, bringing him out of his thoughts.
“I’m up mom!” Will called out and quickly rushed out of the bathroom with a towel in hand. The confused young man breathed in and out as he went back into his room, drying himself off.
When he was finished drying himself off, he tossed the towel to the side for now and pulled out a fresh pair of blue jeans. A simple short-sleeved red t-shirt which as free of any symbols or words, because of the school policy. He put on a pair of black socks and put on a dark pair of sneakers. He slipped on a dark jacket and
After he was finished getting ready, he quickly made himself a bowl of cereal and grabbed a banana for himself. As he ate, he watched the time, making sure he wouldn’t miss the time his bus would arrive. He tried to keep himself distracted from the weirdness of his suddenly hairless skin and supposedly changed frame. Despite his best efforts, his mind kept going over what happened and tried to think of something which would explain everything. He wasn’t a light sleeper, and there was no reason why his parents would do it, and neither were pranksters.
He waited patiently for his parents to point out something was wrong with him. His size, the cleanliness of his face, or something. As time passed, the colder he felt and the more desperate he wanted something to happen. He took of his jacket as his parents ate their meals, but they still didn’t say anything. The young man would reach out to grab something, when he could have simply asked his parents to hand it to him. They never pointe out the strange lack of hair on his arms, or body.
When it was getting close to the time the bus stop would arrive, Will grabbed his stuff and went to the bus to school and pulled up the sleeve of his shirt. He rubbed the soft smooth clean flesh and was still thrown off by how soft and smooth it was. The young man turned his hands over and saw the calluses there from years of lifting weights and practice were smaller than they should be. He had never used moisturizer before, because he saw his little use with how his routine was, but his hands looked like they had been used regularly.
When he arrived at school, he went to his usual hangout spot where he and Erick would wait in the morning. The possibility of his pal noticing something was wrong seemed like a possibility. His heart pounded in his chest at the thought his pal wouldn’t notice the changes. He was the first to arrive and tapped his foot on the ground as he browsed his phone and looked around. The moment he saw his friend he quickly put his phone away and rushed over to him, feeling some relief at seeing his friend again. He said, “Hey Erick.”
“Are you alright Will?” Erick asked. “Did something happen? You look like you’ve been spooked by something.”
“Just woke up and something was off with me. Something weird must have happened to me last night, because I lost whatever hair was below my eyebrows,” Will whispered so only his friend heard him. To emphasis this he took of his jacket and showed his hairless arms to his friend, fearful of what might happen next and his confirm his worst suspicions. He didn’t know what he would do if his best friend didn’t notice. He gave his parents a pass, because both were in a rush to finish their own morning routines before they went off to work, but his friend was another matter entirely.
Erick leaned over to get a better look at them. After a moment, he sighed. “I’m not seeing anything wrong. You’ve always had smooth skin, ad if you had taken a razor or something to it.”
Will felt cold, as if an icy hand had grabbed his heart and held it tightly. He had hoped his friend would be able to see something as wrong with him. They would be able to try and figure this out like any problems they had faced previously if he did. The closest person outside of his parents made him feel as if he was truly alone. Now he didn’t know who he could trust, or if there was anything he could even do. Whatever power had taken over him and was changing him it seemed to be strong enough to change the memories of those closest to him.
“Are you okay?” Erick asked.
“I…I just need some time to think,” Will said.
“Well whatever’s bugging you if you need help you can talk to me,” Erick offered. “No matter what it is I’m willing to listen. Just give me a call or whatever and I’ll answer immediately.”
“Thanks,” Will said quietly. A part of him felt comforted by the fact his friend was still treating him the same, he still felt very cold.
The bell rung, and they watched all the students start walking to their class, like a swarm of ants. Will stayed quiet as he thought over his words in his head, trying to figure out the words he wanted to say. They were all jumbled, and he wanted to say it, but he couldn’t. Not with the proof he was just given. His friend would think he was crazy if he said that and tried to convince him what he had to say was happening.
“Take your time pal, and when you think you got it figured out, talk to me then. See you at lunch buddy,” Erick said as he slung his bag over his shoulder. “If you want to talk about whatever is bugging you then I’m all ears.”
“See you then,” Will said quietly as he picked up his bag.
Will trudged to his next class in a daze, feeling like he was going to puke. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He wanted to look over his body in the bathroom and see if something else was changing. Every little sensation he felt made him wonder if it was the next step of whatever was happening to him. The changing young man almost didn’t notice he had arrived at his next class and sat down.
The moment the class started, Will focused intently on the notes, much more so then he ever had before. He needed something, anything to focus on to get his mind off what was happening. It was helpful, focusing on the medieval history. It was an elective his school offered and one he jumped at the opportunity to take the moment he learned about it. The moment they were given the assignment, he focused intently on it, so much so he was able to easily complete it and had quite a bit of time.
“Alright class, before we finish up for the day there is one last thing. Today you’ll be starting a presentation project and explaining a topic off your choice to the class. You’ll be working with a partner on this project,” his teacher said. “Your partners have already been chosen for you randomly, please take this time to get to know them and learn how you will communicate.”
Will couldn’t help but groan and heard the rest of the students agree with him. It was bad enough they had to work with partners, but the fact they didn’t have a choice made everything worse. Unless they were paired up with a friend, for all they knew, they were going to be paired up with a lazy person who would make them do all the work. The idea of doing so, when a good portion of their grade was on the line was a horrible thought for them all.
The teacher started calling out to students, and had the pairs raise their hand so they could easily find each other. Will listened patiently for his name, hoping he would get a partner he could work with and didn’t make him do all the work. He didn’t really know anyone in this class, but there were a few people he would have preferred not to work with, mainly because of how much trouble they were in. If he was partnered with one of them, he didn’t think their project would work so well.
“Will Reid and Cody Warren,” his teacher announced.
Will looked around the room to find his partner. Will saw the student he was paired with had short messy blonde hair and wore a pair of thin glasses. He was handsome with a small nose and bright green eyes. He had fair skin, which looked almost pale. He was tall, around his original height, but lacked the muscle he had, which made him look almost like a scarecrow. He was dressed nice, with a deep blue dress shirt and blue jeans.
Cody walked over to him and sat down in the empty desk next to him. He placed his bag down on the floor. He said nervously, “Hello, it’s nice to meet you. So, do you have any ideas on what we could do on a project?”
“Not particularly,” Will sighed. There were multiple topics they could do, like William the Conqueror, Alfred the Great, and others. “We can talk about it a little later, but right now why don’t we get to know each other.”
“That sounds like a new idea, and we better exchange numbers now before we forgot,” Cody said as he pulled out his phone and gave it to Will.
“Right,” Will said, as he gave him his own phone.
The two of them started putting in their numbers and when they were finished, they gave their phones back. They sat there quietly for a moment as the rest of the started to talk. Both thought about what they could talk about with each other. The thought of saying they liked something, only to estrange them from each other would have been terrible, especially with this project going on.
“So, what class do you like the most?” Cody asked, hoping he found a good subject to break the ice.
“Give me English or history any day of the week over math,” Will said. “Let’s just say me and math and a mutual hatred for each other.”
“I’m actually the reverse. I prefer to work on math rather than work on my English. I already know how to speak it and I find writing papers can be nothing short of a monster at times,” Cody said. “Math to me seems like a simple language to me.”
“We’re going to have to agree to disagree then,” Will chuckled.
“Alright students you got five more minutes and then class will be over. So, take any last-minute preparations to know your partners and figure out ways so can communicate with each other,” their teacher said.
“Looks like we lost track of time,” Will sighed, feeling better than he had before. It felt good to talk to someone who he wasn’t really close to personally. It still stung no one was able to notice the changes but didn’t mind it anywhere near as much.
“How about we talk later after school, over the phone, about the project?”
“That sounds great,” Will said. “Hey, do you have the first or second lunch?”
“I have first lunch,” Cody replied.
“Then we can still talk there,” Will said.
They grabbed their stuff and quickly went out the door. They quickly walked through the crowd, intent on being one of the first into the lunch line. If they took to long then they would be forced to wait there for most of lunch. As they did, they continued to talk about what like they liked and what their personal lives ere like. When they grabbed their meals, Will led him to a nice shaded spot under the courtyard, away from the crowd of people.
“Alright what is your favorite type of movie?” Cody said. “I like sci-fi and adventure movies.”
“Fantasy movies, action, and occasionally horror,” Will replied, his favorite movies flashing in his mind.
“That partially explains the love for history,” Cody remarked. “Have to admit I’m a bit surprised by the horror movies.”
“Depends on the horror movie really. I like my monster movies and slasher ones more like Friday the 13th and The Thing.”
“The Thing is still my favorite movie to this date because of the just awesome effects in it you know?”
“Amen,” Will smiled.
“Will?” a familiar voice asked.
Will blinked and turned to see who it was and felt like an idiot when he saw it was Erick. He had been talking to Cody so much he had completely forgotten they shared the same lunch hour today.
“Oh, hey Erick, line didn’t keep you to long I see,” Will said.
“No, no it didn’t,” Erick replied. “Who’s this?”
“Oh, I’m Cody nice to meet you,” Cody said, and held out his hand.
“Erick,” Will’s best friend said as he sat down and placed his food down, and then shook his hand.
“In science class today, we were paired up with partners by our teacher,” Will explained patiently. “He’s going to be my partner for the project and from the looks of it, I would say, that I ended up with someone good.”
“Glad you think so,” Cody chuckled.
They continued to talk about their interests, Erick throwing in the occasional word in. Will looked at his friend when he brought up something, they both liked, but saw he kept quiet. It was strange he wouldn’t have kept something like that hidden. Still, he didn’t pay It any mind. It might have just been, having Cody around and he wasn’t sure how to act, especially since he did just kinda show up out of nowhere. It would have been awkward if the reverse were to happen. When the bell rang signifying the end of lunch, they quickly went over to the nearby empty trash can and dropped their food inside.
“Talk to you later Cody,” Will said.
“Later,” Cody said and went to his next class.
Will and Erick made their way to their next class. They both shared the same computer class and sat next to each other. They would be allowed to freely browse the web and have fun after they finished their work. So, after they helped each other with their work, they would spend some time on YouTube, using one of the workaround they had discovered. As they walked, Erick was quiet, and he noticed he was standing a little closer to him than normal.
“Is something on your mind?” Will said, looking at Erick.
“Not really no, just not feeling very talkative at the moment,” Erick replied. “Hey what about this morning? Are you feeling any better about what was bothering you and ready to talk about it?”
“Sorry, but don’t feel comfortable about talking about it,” Will said. He still had no idea how he would talk about this with anyone. The idea of just saying it was a hypothetical was an option, but still wasn’t sure if they would take it seriously or not.
“Well like I said earlier when you feel ready to talk about anything just hit me up and I’ll answer,” Erick said.
“I will,” Will answered as they entered their class and sat down next to each other.
The school day continued normally, to Will’s shock. He thought there would be some more change happening to him because of this, but there wasn’t. It put him at ease, and made him want to stay, even though he held no real love for school. Being here would mean he wouldn’t have to wake up tomorrow and see more of his transformed state and see what else had changed about him or those he loved.
When his last class ended, and Will went outside, and his mother already parked outside and waiting for him. He hoped into the car, breathed in and out as he impatiently waited to get home. The drive seemed much longer then ever before,
When he arrived home, he went into the bathroom to check his reflection and frowned. His hair was slightly longer and reached down to his cheek and his pale looked lighter than yesterday. He gulped as grabbed a pair of scissors and started to cut the longer locks of hair. He didn’t care how much of a mess it might look, he only wanted it to look normal. When he was left with a short messy bob-like haircut he stopped and put down his scissors.
Will didn’t have to worry about any practice today but would have to tomorrow. He wasn’t looking forward to it considering how small he was getting. He had little doubt he wouldn’t be able to stop any of them from running him over. Still he was on the team and had a responsibility to attend. Not to mention he could get in trouble if he didn’t go. He didn’t want to let down the coaches, his parents and the teammates he had there.
His phone went off and pulled it out, and saw it was a text from Cody asking if it was alright if they could talk now. Will thought this was a good start and hoped this showed he was a good partner. He called him on his phone and waited for Cody to pick up. After the first ring, Cody picked up his phone and said, “Hello.”
“Hey Cody, how has your day been?” Will asked.
“My day’s been alright,” Cody said. “I got a lot of homework on my plate, but when don’t we at this point. Aside from that, nothing really positive or negative I can say about it. How has your day been?”
“Mine has been okay, aside from the added homework and all,” Will remarked having to keep the tiredness out of his voice.
“So why don’t we try to figure out an idea for our topic?” Cody asked. “At least that way we’ll have a closer idea of what we want to look up and can focus on that in our spare time.”
“Sounds like a plan, I got a few ideas we can do, like King Henry VIII, or Elizabeth the first of England,” Will said. “Thought they were good possible places to start.”
“I’ll agree with you there, there’s no doubt plenty of stuff e could pull on the Virgin Queen, or the man who went the farthest to get a divorce.”
They continued to talk about what they could do for their project and bounced any ideas off each other, like a compare between modern media and work. A summary of key events of the hundred years are and the innovation and change in tactics from the time. The role of the medici in there rise in power. They found a good middle ground deciding to use a time where they had a lot of material they could use, and the Hundred Years War was the perfect ground to figure out where they could go.
Will couldn’t help but find it fun, almost as if it was a game. Images of the scenes he could call upon and battles went off in his head and stuff he had seen from modern television. Will set up a quick google doc page and sent it over to Cody, who confirmed he received he had gotten it. When it was time for dinner, they decided they would talk more, mainly to try and narrow down the topic of their paper, and what they wanted to do exactly. After dinner they got back on and managed to settle on a topic and decided to go with the Hundred Years War, and the innovation developed from that time and how it changed life.
Will went through the rest of his night and examined his body, unnerved by how much he had changed in what seemed to be so little time. He forced himself to go to bed and closed his eyes, afraid of what he would look like tomorrow.
Will woke up the next morning and quickly went to the bathroom. He stopped and gulped again when he saw his reflection was even smaller in the mirror. He looked like he had lost another few inches and his limbs looked even smaller. It wasn’t just that, but his hair which he had cut yesterday was now even longer and reached the bottom of his shoulders and looked lighter, as if it had absorbed the moonlight. It looked there were faint traces of blonde hair and in the proper light it would look like a dark blonde. He wondered, “How the hell?”
The more he starred at himself the more he wondered how tall he was. The young man pulled out a tape measure and quickly tested how tall he was. When it reached the bottom, he placed his hand on top of his head and moved away. He grimaced when he saw he was shorter than he as yesterday and had lost several more inches.
He placed the tape measure down and looked at his smaller hands and saw there was no sign of the masculinity they had before. His nails looked like they had just been neatly trimmed. It made him want to hurl and poke at them to see if he could find anything of his old masculinity. The hair on them was gone, as if had been cut and the slight scar he had on his thumb from practice had disappeared as well.
“Will are you awake?” his father asked through the door.
“Yeah I’m awake,” Will answered, his voice a higher pitch then before. He still had no clue what was causing these changes, and he was starting to wonder how far they would go. At the very least he didn’t seem to be getting younger, but with how his body was changing he couldn’t say for sure.
The only thing he knew was he needed to stop this somehow. Which was hard considering he had no clue what was causing this in the first place. If he found out, then maybe he would be able to find a way to stop this and reverse it. It was a long shot, considering it might not even be able to work that way, but it was the only hope he had.
Again, neither of his parents were able to see his changes, as if he had always looked like this. The feminizing young man sighed as he placed his head on the table and sighed. The hard wood almost seemed as if it was calling out to him, to sleep on it and relax.