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Sarah shook the small bottle of pink pills, making them clack lightly together. "Won't you try one, for me? I'd be so grateful, baby. I'll owe you forever!" She reached forward, squeezing my cock through my jeans, making it clear that she was giving me license to ask for something crazy in return. "What is it that you want me to do for you? Get one of my friends in for a threesome? I know you've got a thing for Kirsty! It can be anything. I just really want you to try mommy for me." I was hesitant for sensible reasons. I'm a sensible guy, except where Sarah is concerned - I'd do anything for her. But taking mommy... It was a big ask for a few reasons. A few months earlier, a rumour started going around about women on one night stands spontaneously transforming into men. Trans forums online set alight with rumours of a temporary transformation pill that could change a person into a woman for a few hours. Then it became news - a snippet of CCTV...

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In a Los Angeles mansion, expensively and tastefully furnished, there was a small, infrequently used room. The room contained a bed, a toilet and sink, and a light. It had no windows. It more resembled a cell than anything a wealthy person might want to own. On the bed lay a man. He was short, less than five feet tall, and weak looking. His arms and legs were like twigs, his stomach sunken. Though his skin was unweathered and smooth, he bore the curious face of an old man on a young body. His hair was dark and unkempt, thinning severely. He woke and sat up, feet dangling off the modest mattress. He scratched idly at his chest under the loose t-shirt he was wearing and went to the heavy, windowless door. He tried to pull it, but it didn't budge. It wouldn't push either. At the sink he splashed some water on his face, and returned to the bed. He waited in silence. Hours later, the noise of a lock unfastening came from the door, and on powered hinges it opened. A woman's voice...