Trigger Warnings: Weed / addiction, Boobs.
TERFs and transphobes do not read. You WILL be pissed off about this.
During all my Mobile Task Force years, I've never had to deal with anything that's not in-worldly yet outworldly at the same time. That is, until I met a weed smoking alien. This story I'm about to tell you, is the story of how my life got turned upside down.
A long, long time ago... Like, twenty years ago... A man, his son and a team of mobile task force agents were on their way to contain an anomaly. No, it wasn't like.. A fuckin', Apollyon world-ending anomaly. It was an alien. An alien named 'Xem Pazeamor'. Once in the location where the anomaly was, which was in a village in Japan, the team spread around. The man went to the left, and his son to the right.
As the man walked, he found himself all alone. He walked down a street, until he stopped as he spotted Xem Pazeamor. It sat down on the floor, smoking alien cannabis all by itself. How sad.
"Stop right there, Xem..!" Said the man, shocked at the display in front of him.
"guhhhh... pbbbbft..." Replied Xem in it's own alien languege, as it puffs out smoke.
The man points his gun at the anomaly's head. "C'mon... I don't wanna hurt you, buddy..."
"ppppbbbfft..." It repeated the same noise.
"Are you making fun of me?!..." The man paused. "...Oh, you're out of it." Realization his him as he facepalms. "Look, I don't care if you're high beyond belief. You need to come with me, alright?"
"...Bfffttt..." It lays down on the floor.
"...Oh my God. Weed can't be THAT addicting..." The man says, trying to pull Xem. The anomaly's fatass is unable to be moved that easily.
"hgggghhhh... God... Give me that!" The man takes Xem's weed, inspecting it. However, instead of, I don't know, throwing it away or something, he takes a small sip of it. "...This isn't that ba-"
DEAR GOD!
The man hears ringing, but it turns into soft jazz music. The entire world around him is changing colors. Patrick Bateman is there.
"Wha... What the..." The man takes off his helmet in a shock, before feeling the anomaly touch his back.
"Welcome to my vision world!" Says Xem, smiling. Somehow, the weed makes it audible.
"Huh?! What the %#!@ is this?" Asks the man, as his swears are censored.
"You took my OHUGLAR, which takes you to this dimension! Isn't it cool in here?" Xem says, enthusiastically so.
"...Why is Mr. Bateman here?" The man asks.
"Don't mind him. Just take my hand..." Xem says, sticking out it's warm hand.
"...Well... @#%$ my morals, I guess." The man holds the alien's hand, knowing damn well what would happen.
The man laid with the alien in a cuddle, his protective gear taken off, stripped down to just his white sleeveless shirt and shorts. "Weed can't be that addicting, but cuddles sure are..."
"You looked pretty sad." Says Xem, ruffling the man's hair.
"Mhh... I don't like being a task force member. I don't... Like hurting anomalies. Hah..." The man states as he hugs the anomaly much tigther, like a koala.
"With all these butler-flies around you, I'd guess so!" Xem says, pointing at the man's suit wearing butterflies.
"Butler flies... Hah... You're pretty funny..." The man says.
"Thank you...It's a natural instinct."
"..." They stay quiet for a few seconds, until the man starts feeling very comfortable around this random anomaly. "...Heh... I feel kinda weird lately. I'on like my skin."
"...Why? Brown skin is pretty!" Says Xem, looking at him in the eye.
"No! I love being a brown... gulp... M-Man." The man says hesitantly.
"...Are you suuuureeeee?" Teases Xem.
"...Y-Yeah?" The man chuckles nervously as Xem gives him a very knowing eye. "...Stop with that look."
"Hmmm...Alrighty... Why don't we walk around?" Xem suggests.
"...Okay? Gee, you're one weird anomaly." The man stands up. "...Wh- Holy shit."
As he looks down, the man realizes that this trance-like dimension has given him boobs. Boobs!
"...I feel strange." Admits the man. "...You're even weirder than I thought." He then holds Xem's hand again.
"Teehee! Anyways... When you said you didn't want to be a task force member... What did you want to be then?" Asks Xem, as they start to walk.
"Well, uh... I want to be a researcher. But they told me I have to go through the entire process of being a task force member, because I didn't graduate or anything." He admits, scratching the back of his head.
"But you seem very smart," Says Xem. "Yet also seems like a hard case to crack..."
"...What?"
"Nothing!" Xem chuckles.
The effects start to wear off. The man finds himself inside of a van, his teammates looking at him like he has three heads.
"...Wha... Where... Guh?" The man scratches his head. He feels his chest, and to his surprise, he no longer has boobs. "...Eh?"
"You LAID with the anomaly?!" Asks his son, exasperated.
"...No! What?! It influenced me into smoking weed with it!" The man is shocked. He doesn't remember much, it's like he passed out or something.
"You were laying next to that thing, holding hands with it and mumbling something about capitalism!" Shouted his son.
"...Ah." The man didn't know how to reply to that. So he just spit out whatever came to mind. "...I wanna be a woman."
"WHAT?!"
And that's how I broke out of my chrysalis, becoming whatever I am at this moment. End of story. Buh bye.