No Ordinary Storm

            It all started with an extraordinary thunderstorm. The lightning bolts that shot out were red in color. They were nowhere and everywhere. People unfortunate to be outside during this storm were zapped by these bolts, rendering them unconscious, but surprisingly not dead. However, that was just the beginning. These oddly colored lightning bolts also caused a strange metamorphosis in the victims.

           These victims didn't realize it but by being zapped, their DNA was altered via their 23rd chromosome. If it was XY, then it warped into an XX, and vice versa.

           One such victim went through his transformation in the middle of the night. He was jolted awake by sudden pains in his abdomen. When he looked, he found his legs slowly extending in length, to his horror. The hair on them then fell off. They had become long, waifish, and sexy. He then watched as his fingers became smaller, thinner, daintier. He stumbled to his bathroom as the hair on his head started growing unnaturally fast. By the time he reached his bathroom, it grew down to his waist. He backed up to a wall as breasts suddenly ballooned on his chest, growing until they were DD-cup size.

           The pain continued as his hips cracked outward to childbearing size. As fat from his waist either melted away or relocated to his thighs and buttocks, his torso lengthened, becoming quite toned and looking very sexy. While his face became like clay, moving by itself, his manhood began to shrink. He couldn't even scream in pain as the transformation finally ended. The transformed woman--buxom, leggy, thick in the right places--opened her eyes as she got back her bearings. She looked in the mirror and, still unable to scream, she examined her new body. The victim may have a female in appearance now, but they retained their male mind, a mind that was now at a loss for ideas.

           Some time has passed since, and the victim is still coming to terms with wearing heels and women's clothing. They're hoping and praying for the day that some kind of medical miracle will come and change his gender back. Until then, he--she will remain as she is, forced to cope with wolves and male gaze everywhere she goes. However, it's not just her. There are several others who share her fate. Some were female and are now coping with life as men. Needless to say, they weren't coping well either. Nevertheless, it may not be the last time anyone goes through this. After all, that was certainly no ordinary storm, and one never knows if--or when--it will happen again.