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It was another weekend for Jerry. Another weekend of kicking his smelly socks and fairly worn shoes off and doing nothing but relax and catch up on some of his shows on Netflix. But until recently, he read an article on one of his homepages on msn.com that there was this new sickness rising out and upwards. A new and rather strange illness, in fact. "Femimin-fluenza" was what it was called. But for something to be a headline on the front page of a site on the Internet like that, Jerry still has some sort of doubt and distrust about it being legitimate. There have been no fatalities from anyone having this disease. Matter of fact, no one knows how it really spreads or how it infects a healthy human being. Animals are immune to Feminin-fluenza entirely, or so some people claim.

Anyways, it was getting late on a Friday night, and it was around eight o'clock at night. Jerry wanted to get some shuteye after a long day, so he decides to take a quick shower before going to sleep. That way, he won't smell 'like a walking and talking pile of shit tomorrow,' in his words. Turning on the hot water and opening the shower curtains, he undressed himself and entered in the shower, getting his hair wet. As he whistled, he started to squeeze out a little bit of his new body/hair soap called "Switch Soap." 'From old to new, and outdated to updated. Switch.' He washed all of his hair and under his shoulders, in his armpits, and around his genitals. Rinsing off the soap with water, it washed and traveled down the other parts of his skin on his body, in little streams. After he was done rinsing, lathering, and repeating, he got out of the shower and turned off the water. He reached for his towel and dried off his cool black hair in the steamy bathroom.

"Ahhh. Much better" He said to himself, feeling refreshed and relaxed. He put on his PJ's and went to his bedroom to go to sleep. Yawning one last time before drifting away into a deep sleep, he connects his phone to his phone charger. After that, he is out cold, sleeping like a rock.

Some time passes, and Jerry starts to squirm a little while sleeping. He wasn't having any nightmares or bad dreams. Something else was happening to him. It was his body hair, which was starting to itch, causing him to scratch it here and there. His body hair was growing out to the point where it fell out of his skin. From his arms to his chest, and from his legs to even the facial hair Jerry had, it all grew and fell out of his skin. Following this, his skin started to smoothen a bunch. Except for the hair on his head and around his genitals, Jerry had no hair on his body now. He started to shrink a little from 6"2 to about 5"7, while simultaneously his feet started to shrink from a men's size 11 to a women's size 9 1/2. Not only that, but his gross uncut toenails started to shorten and become a hotter pink colored, naturally, and have some pre-coated pink nail polish applied.

Jerry mumbled and grunted as his legs lost any or all muscle definition, which wasn't much, as his legs started to lengthen a little, starting to become a little smoother on his now already smooth skin. He mumbled as he turned over, face in the pillow, back to the ceiling, as his hips started to crack and expand outwards, becoming less of a man's and more of a woman's. His butt expanded and grew out into a bubble butt, two eye-catching cheeks. His manhood shrank and shriveled inside his body, being replaced by womanhood and a female reproductive system. If one wants to get technical, Jerry could be called a "she" now.

The change extended up to Jerry's top half of his...her body. He lost the fat in his gut and arms, as well as the muscle in them. Jerry still had some amount of strength in them as they became thinner. His hands shrank, fingernails elongating and fingers becoming thinner and more petite and such. Just like his toenails, his fingernails were having some pink nail polish applied to them. Jerry would mumble some words still, as if he were in a dream, unshaken by the current changes happening to his body.

Jerry began to scratch and swat something away on his chest, as if there were anything on it. Actually, tingling sensations were occurring on Jerry's chest and nipples. The flesh and fat that was shrunken away from his other body parts grew out in two little orbs, then small orbs, decent sized orbs, and so on. Jerry was growing breasts, and they swelled and expanded until they were perfectly equivalent to D-sized cupped breasts, when he'd need a bra to wear. As his new breasts were expanding out, his plain white t-shirt was purposely ripping a little down the middle, showing some cleavage now.

Jerry kept shaking his head, saying "No...No, please. Don't eat my brain you st...stupid aliens...Z z z z..." in his sleep. In reality, his face was becoming a little rounder and smoother. His nose shrank until it was "cute," all pimples and acne popping themselves and falling out of his skin in a similar process with his body hair. His lips started to become a little fuller and puffed, eyelashes elongating and eyebrows thinning. His hair extended and grew out until it would reach his back, changing from black to light brown. His lobeless ears now grew a little smaller and had lobes. Finally, Jerry's voice started to rise higher as he inhaled and exhaled in his sleep, his vocal chords thinning and shrinking. Now Jerry was not himself anymore, rather herself . She kept on snoozing the night over.

The next morning came, sun starting to rise and shine, and the birds singing and chirping happily. The window was open, a light breeze coming into the room, blowing the white curtains a little. Jerry was starting to rustle in bed and wake up, the blankets off of her, leaving her new feminine body exposed to the light. Jerry started to wake up, stretching and yawning. Getting up to go to the bathroom, her walk was more of a sway or sashay, making her more sexy and seductive in other's eyes. Her eyes were half open, half closed, so she could barely see what happened to her. Turning on the water and grabbing her toothpaste and toothbrush, she started to brush her teeth. When she spat out the toothpaste and rinsed herself with water, she noticed her teeth were white as clouds, appearing spotless and perfectly healthy. Jerry stood there, confused, frozen while processing what's going on. That's when she looked at her hand. Then her arm, then her face and hair. Her eyes, which were now brown. Her chest, her legs, her fine ass, and her feet. Not to mention pulling her pants open to see if "it" was still there. Nothing was there but some hair and a slit. Her womanhood. Shocked and completely terrified, Jerry screamed like a...well, like a girl. She backed up out of the bathroom and fell backwards on her bed, her breasts bouncing a little, but not too much, as well.

Jerry stood up and looked at herself again.

"What the hell!? What happened to me!? And why do I sound like a girl!?" she sounded almost like Felicia or Princess Peach.

She started to cry illegitimately, with no tears, and throw her face into her pillow.

That's when a random rush of wind gusted in through the window, causing Jerry to be curious and look to see what's the commotion. To make things more of a surprise, he saw some random figure in her room. It looked like someone near seventeen or eighteen wearing a white shirt of Charizard holding a marshmallow on a stick near his tail flame, some black swearpants, black and red shoes, and a Deadmau5 baseball cap. He had reddish colored eyes and brown hair

The mysterious dude said to her, "Good morning."

"Uhh...G-good morning?"

"Indeed it is. So, how are you miss? You look nice today with that shirt on."

"I'm not a girl. I'm a guy."

"... Sure you are."

"I'm telling you the truth! My name is Jerry and I was a guy until I turned into this somehow and--"

"Not anymore. You must've used some Switch soap or scented candle or something."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Well, before I go anything further, allow me to introduce myself. Call me Drakon. It's a pleasure to meet you, Jerry." He walked up to Jerry, reaching out a hand to her for a handshake.

"Uhh...Same to you, D-drakon." She slowly shook his hand, unsure as to what he's planning to do after seeing those dragon tattoos on his arms.

"So, how does it feel?" Drakon asked.

"I'm sorry?"

"Y'know. Being a woman, especially with those orbs on your chest and with dat ass of yours. Heh heh..."

Jerry slapped Drakon on the cheek, "Shut it! Don't get any ideas, freak!"

Drakon just chuckled. "Ahhh, heh, wasn't expecting that. And I sure you hope you're specific with the word 'ideas.' Because I have plenty to tell you about how to deal with your new body, and maybe your new life as someone else."

"W-what?"

"Well, no one is going to recognize you as a male, first off. And if they don't recognize that, your chances of getting people to remember are slim, especially with the body you have right now. Some people, specifically men, would rather stare you down as you pass by or talk to them. Heh, I know I would if I was some freaky pervert in search for some ass and tits to look at. But...I'm not that kinda guy. At least...not today anyway. Putting that aside, I think I can help you."

"How can you of all people, not to mention a guy, help me? Hmm?"

"Well, as I said before, I'm not that kinda guy. I'm very, very different from some people. I can accomplish things that bend logic and reason like plastic. Accomplishments like...turning people into their fantasies or whatever they want to be. Animals, Pokemon, monsters, mythological creatures, even opposite gender, you name it."

"What...What are you?"

"I'm different, Jerry."

"..."

"Anyways, getting to help you. Well, you definitely need some clothes to fit better to your newly changed gender and body" Drakon showed his hands glowing red, "Do you mind?"

"What the? What the hell are you gonna do to me?"

"Well, I was going to make your PJ's change into a bra and some undies that are better for a girl like you. But if you're not wanting to cooperate with me, then I guess you can settle this on your own, buying all sorts of clothes."

"Alright! Just....make it quick."

"Done" Drakon said with the snap of his fingers, making Jerry's clothes change. His pants shrank down to a pair of white panties, and his shirt to a white bra that fit him perfectly. Both pieces of clothing fit comfortably, precisely made by Drakon so that he doesn't want Jerry to feel uncomfortable with how tight they might fit.

"Woah..."

"See? It's that easy."

"Well, thanks Drakon. But....What now?"

Drakon walked up to Jerry and put a hand on her shoulder. It wasn't glowing still.

"You'll just have to figure half of that yourself. But what I can advise or suggest to you is that you change your name. And maybe Google some stuff on being a girl. There might be others that are in situations like the one you're in right now. 'Course, I've never turned myself into a girl, let alone one that would look as provocative as you are, so I don't know crap about girls. Other than the fact that there's more of them from this alleged disease. Pfft, it's nothing but bull. It's Switch. They're going out of business fast because they're already being hunted down by people. And pretty soon, they'll be looking for me too. But they'll get nothing from me."

"What?"

"Oh, sorry. Went off again. There's no disease called "Feminin-fluenza." There's some part of every piece of something belonging to Switch Co. that turns men into women or women into men. Depends on the clothing or item, I suppose."

"But...! The soap..."

"Was it pink on one side, blue on the other?"

"Yes."

"Well, there you go."

"Is...Is there anything to reverse it?"

"Well, it's hard on my part because I didn't change you. The soap did. I don't wanna mess up any bones or whatever. Besides, don't you like being this attractive and beautiful?"

"Well..." Jerry looked at herself, her chest, then her butt, feeling her slender and smooth body, "I guess..."

"Well you won't guess when a week or couple days come by being like this. That I can be confident enough to say."

"I dunno, Drakon. You may be cocky instead of confident."

"Ha ha, I think I like you more already. Not cause of your sexy body, but you know...What's on the inside, not the outside."

"Nice save."

"I try."

Jerry somehow smiled, actually liking Drakon as they both talk.

"Well, I think I've said all I needed to say to you. I guess this is goodbye, Jerry."

"Oh. Alright. See you later, Drakon."

"Count on it" Drakon said, snapping his glowing fingers, sprouting Charizard wings and flying out of the window, soaring into the sky.

Jerry waved Drakon farewell as he left, now forgetting to tell him that she needs more than just a bra and some panties to wear. Checking her drawers and closets, all her male clothes have been rearranged and changed into clothes more of her sex. She smiled and said to herself, "Thanks Drakon."

Later that morning, eating some cereal, she thought of a new name. She thought 'Jenny' but it might sound too close to Jerry. Thus, she wrote some possible names down. She ended up with having the name Izzy

"Izzy it is then" She said, happy that she's done with that.

"Now... what about work on Monday? I guess I'll have to take a sick day or something..."

Can't have men without women, and we can't have women without men.

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It was another weekend for Jerry. Another weekend of kicking his smelly socks and fairly worn shoes off and doing nothing but relax and catch up on some of his shows on Netflix. But until recently, he read an article on one of his homepages on msn.com that there was this new sickness rising out and upwards. A new and rather strange illness, in fact. "Femimin-fluenza" was what it was called. But for something to be a headline on the front page of a site on the Internet like that, Jerry still has some sort of doubt and distrust about it being legitimate. There have been no fatalities from anyone having this disease. Matter of fact, no one knows how it really spreads or how it infects a healthy human being. Animals are immune to Feminin-fluenza entirely, or so some people claim.

Anyways, it was getting late on a Friday night, and it was around eight o'clock at night. Jerry wanted to get some shuteye after a long day, so he decides to take a quick shower before going to sleep. That way, he won't smell 'like a walking and talking pile of shit tomorrow,' in his words. Turning on the hot water and opening the shower curtains, he undressed himself and entered in the shower, getting his hair wet. As he whistled, he started to squeeze out a little bit of his new body/hair soap called "Switch Soap." 'From old to new, and outdated to updated. Switch.' He washed all of his hair and under his shoulders, in his armpits, and around his genitals. Rinsing off the soap with water, it washed and traveled down the other parts of his skin on his body, in little streams. After he was done rinsing, lathering, and repeating, he got out of the shower and turned off the water. He reached for his towel and dried off his cool black hair in the steamy bathroom.

"Ahhh. Much better" He said to himself, feeling refreshed and relaxed. He put on his PJ's and went to his bedroom to go to sleep. Yawning one last time before drifting away into a deep sleep, he connects his phone to his phone charger. After that, he is out cold, sleeping like a rock.

Some time passes, and Jerry starts to squirm a little while sleeping. He wasn't having any nightmares or bad dreams. Something else was happening to him. It was his body hair, which was starting to itch, causing him to scratch it here and there. His body hair was growing out to the point where it fell out of his skin. From his arms to his chest, and from his legs to even the facial hair Jerry had, it all grew and fell out of his skin. Following this, his skin started to smoothen a bunch. Except for the hair on his head and around his genitals, Jerry had no hair on his body now. He started to shrink a little from 6"2 to about 5"7, while simultaneously his feet started to shrink from a men's size 11 to a women's size 9 1/2. Not only that, but his gross uncut toenails started to shorten and become a hotter pink colored, naturally, and have some pre-coated pink nail polish applied.

Jerry mumbled and grunted as his legs lost any or all muscle definition, which wasn't much, as his legs started to lengthen a little, starting to become a little smoother on his now already smooth skin. He mumbled as he turned over, face in the pillow, back to the ceiling, as his hips started to crack and expand outwards, becoming less of a man's and more of a woman's. His butt expanded and grew out into a bubble butt, two eye-catching cheeks. His manhood shrank and shriveled inside his body, being replaced by womanhood and a female reproductive system. If one wants to get technical, Jerry could be called a "she" now.

The change extended up to Jerry's top half of his...her body. He lost the fat in his gut and arms, as well as the muscle in them. Jerry still had some amount of strength in them as they became thinner. His hands shrank, fingernails elongating and fingers becoming thinner and more petite and such. Just like his toenails, his fingernails were having some pink nail polish applied to them. Jerry would mumble some words still, as if he were in a dream, unshaken by the current changes happening to his body.

Jerry began to scratch and swat something away on his chest, as if there were anything on it. Actually, tingling sensations were occurring on Jerry's chest and nipples. The flesh and fat that was shrunken away from his other body parts grew out in two little orbs, then small orbs, decent sized orbs, and so on. Jerry was growing breasts, and they swelled and expanded until they were perfectly equivalent to D-sized cupped breasts, when he'd need a bra to wear. As his new breasts were expanding out, his plain white t-shirt was purposely ripping a little down the middle, showing some cleavage now.

Jerry kept shaking his head, saying "No...No, please. Don't eat my brain you st...stupid aliens...Z z z z..." in his sleep. In reality, his face was becoming a little rounder and smoother. His nose shrank until it was "cute," all pimples and acne popping themselves and falling out of his skin in a similar process with his body hair. His lips started to become a little fuller and puffed, eyelashes elongating and eyebrows thinning. His hair extended and grew out until it would reach his back, changing from black to light brown. His lobeless ears now grew a little smaller and had lobes. Finally, Jerry's voice started to rise higher as he inhaled and exhaled in his sleep, his vocal chords thinning and shrinking. Now Jerry was not himself anymore, rather herself . She kept on snoozing the night over.

The next morning came, sun starting to rise and shine, and the birds singing and chirping happily. The window was open, a light breeze coming into the room, blowing the white curtains a little. Jerry was starting to rustle in bed and wake up, the blankets off of her, leaving her new feminine body exposed to the light. Jerry started to wake up, stretching and yawning. Getting up to go to the bathroom, her walk was more of a sway or sashay, making her more sexy and seductive in other's eyes. Her eyes were half open, half closed, so she could barely see what happened to her. Turning on the water and grabbing her toothpaste and toothbrush, she started to brush her teeth. When she spat out the toothpaste and rinsed herself with water, she noticed her teeth were white as clouds, appearing spotless and perfectly healthy. Jerry stood there, confused, frozen while processing what's going on. That's when she looked at her hand. Then her arm, then her face and hair. Her eyes, which were now brown. Her chest, her legs, her fine ass, and her feet. Not to mention pulling her pants open to see if "it" was still there. Nothing was there but some hair and a slit. Her womanhood. Shocked and completely terrified, Jerry screamed like a...well, like a girl. She backed up out of the bathroom and fell backwards on her bed, her breasts bouncing a little, but not too much, as well.

Jerry stood up and looked at herself again.

"What the hell!? What happened to me!? And why do I sound like a girl!?" she sounded almost like Felicia or Princess Peach.

She started to cry illegitimately, with no tears, and throw her face into her pillow.

That's when a random rush of wind gusted in through the window, causing Jerry to be curious and look to see what's the commotion. To make things more of a surprise, he saw some random figure in her room. It looked like someone near seventeen or eighteen wearing a white shirt of Charizard holding a marshmallow on a stick near his tail flame, some black swearpants, black and red shoes, and a Deadmau5 baseball cap. He had reddish colored eyes and brown hair

The mysterious dude said to her, "Good morning."

"Uhh...G-good morning?"

"Indeed it is. So, how are you miss? You look nice today with that shirt on."

"I'm not a girl. I'm a guy."

"... Sure you are."

"I'm telling you the truth! My name is Jerry and I was a guy until I turned into this somehow and--"

"Not anymore. You must've used some Switch soap or scented candle or something."

"What? What do you mean?"

"Well, before I go anything further, allow me to introduce myself. Call me Drakon. It's a pleasure to meet you, Jerry." He walked up to Jerry, reaching out a hand to her for a handshake.

"Uhh...Same to you, D-drakon." She slowly shook his hand, unsure as to what he's planning to do after seeing those dragon tattoos on his arms.

"So, how does it feel?" Drakon asked.

"I'm sorry?"

"Y'know. Being a woman, especially with those orbs on your chest and with dat ass of yours. Heh heh..."

Jerry slapped Drakon on the cheek, "Shut it! Don't get any ideas, freak!"

Drakon just chuckled. "Ahhh, heh, wasn't expecting that. And I sure you hope you're specific with the word 'ideas.' Because I have plenty to tell you about how to deal with your new body, and maybe your new life as someone else."

"W-what?"

"Well, no one is going to recognize you as a male, first off. And if they don't recognize that, your chances of getting people to remember are slim, especially with the body you have right now. Some people, specifically men, would rather stare you down as you pass by or talk to them. Heh, I know I would if I was some freaky pervert in search for some ass and tits to look at. But...I'm not that kinda guy. At least...not today anyway. Putting that aside, I think I can help you."

"How can you of all people, not to mention a guy, help me? Hmm?"

"Well, as I said before, I'm not that kinda guy. I'm very, very different from some people. I can accomplish things that bend logic and reason like plastic. Accomplishments like...turning people into their fantasies or whatever they want to be. Animals, Pokemon, monsters, mythological creatures, even opposite gender, you name it."

"What...What are you?"

"I'm different, Jerry."

"..."

"Anyways, getting to help you. Well, you definitely need some clothes to fit better to your newly changed gender and body" Drakon showed his hands glowing red, "Do you mind?"

"What the? What the hell are you gonna do to me?"

"Well, I was going to make your PJ's change into a bra and some undies that are better for a girl like you. But if you're not wanting to cooperate with me, then I guess you can settle this on your own, buying all sorts of clothes."

"Alright! Just....make it quick."

"Done" Drakon said with the snap of his fingers, making Jerry's clothes change. His pants shrank down to a pair of white panties, and his shirt to a white bra that fit him perfectly. Both pieces of clothing fit comfortably, precisely made by Drakon so that he doesn't want Jerry to feel uncomfortable with how tight they might fit.

"Woah..."

"See? It's that easy."

"Well, thanks Drakon. But....What now?"

Drakon walked up to Jerry and put a hand on her shoulder. It wasn't glowing still.

"You'll just have to figure half of that yourself. But what I can advise or suggest to you is that you change your name. And maybe Google some stuff on being a girl. There might be others that are in situations like the one you're in right now. 'Course, I've never turned myself into a girl, let alone one that would look as provocative as you are, so I don't know crap about girls. Other than the fact that there's more of them from this alleged disease. Pfft, it's nothing but bull. It's Switch. They're going out of business fast because they're already being hunted down by people. And pretty soon, they'll be looking for me too. But they'll get nothing from me."

"What?"

"Oh, sorry. Went off again. There's no disease called "Feminin-fluenza." There's some part of every piece of something belonging to Switch Co. that turns men into women or women into men. Depends on the clothing or item, I suppose."

"But...! The soap..."

"Was it pink on one side, blue on the other?"

"Yes."

"Well, there you go."

"Is...Is there anything to reverse it?"

"Well, it's hard on my part because I didn't change you. The soap did. I don't wanna mess up any bones or whatever. Besides, don't you like being this attractive and beautiful?"

"Well..." Jerry looked at herself, her chest, then her butt, feeling her slender and smooth body, "I guess..."

"Well you won't guess when a week or couple days come by being like this. That I can be confident enough to say."

"I dunno, Drakon. You may be cocky instead of confident."

"Ha ha, I think I like you more already. Not cause of your sexy body, but you know...What's on the inside, not the outside."

"Nice save."

"I try."

Jerry somehow smiled, actually liking Drakon as they both talk.

"Well, I think I've said all I needed to say to you. I guess this is goodbye, Jerry."

"Oh. Alright. See you later, Drakon."

"Count on it" Drakon said, snapping his glowing fingers, sprouting Charizard wings and flying out of the window, soaring into the sky.

Jerry waved Drakon farewell as he left, now forgetting to tell him that she needs more than just a bra and some panties to wear. Checking her drawers and closets, all her male clothes have been rearranged and changed into clothes more of her sex. She smiled and said to herself, "Thanks Drakon."

Later that morning, eating some cereal, she thought of a new name. She thought 'Jenny' but it might sound too close to Jerry. Thus, she wrote some possible names down. She ended up with having the name Izzy

"Izzy it is then" She said, happy that she's done with that.

"Now... what about work on Monday? I guess I'll have to take a sick day or something..."

Can't have men without women, and we can't have women without men.