"There you are!" said Kayla, rolling her eyes in mock-exasperation as she picked Jo up and put her back in her crib "We're going to have to keep an eye on you every second!" She picked up the pencil "And no more little poky things to hurt baby's eyes." She replaced it with a big round rubber ball.
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Mrs. Carter was in church giving thanks to God when she received Greta's offer. She had to apologize to the minister and the congregation for the loud "Hell no!" that disrupted the service.
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Aziz walked into his home and saw the last thing he expected to see.
A man.
"But, but"
"I know" the man, whose muscular frame, beard and mustache left no doubt about his gender "You heard all the men in the world, including your good self and your companions, had been transformed into women. This is in fact true. It's just that 'man' means "male human' and not all of us are human."
"You are djinn?"
"Close enough."
"My family"
"Your family is fine. Your dad was naturally a bit freaked out, but once your mom showed her some of the tricks she learned in that fancy English girl's school her parents sent her to she calmed right down. Your mom's overjoyed, because, surprise surprise, she was always queer. Your dads biggest problem is going to be keeping your moms hands off the housemaids. But I'm here to make you an offer."
"Did you do this?"
"No. That was my older sister. She likes these big, splashy effects and she does usually tend to get her way. She was the one who thought monkeys should evolve intelligence rather than elephants, and, well, here we are."
Living as a female in Saudi Arabia was unenticing, even if the rational part of his brain knew that things would change with no men. "How do I know you're not a devil?"
The man sighed, and flawlessly recited the opening Sura of the Quran in classical Arabic. "Now, could a devil do that?"
"So what's your offer?"
"Aziz, you've always been good at tinkering. You fix your friends motors better than a professional mechanic. You're always the first, not just in your neighborhood but in the Middle East, to solve the latest video games. But you're wasting your skills here. How'd you like a job where you tinker with the cosmos?"
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"Why are you crying, Allison?"
"Because of you!" Allison answered. "Because you're even more clueless as a woman than you were as a man. What's so horrible about the idea of me as a girlfriend? I'm good enough to jack off to, but when it comes to being precious Logan's girlfriend, only born-women are good enough? Is that it? What is so hideous about me?"
"No, no that's not what I meant!"
"Than what did you mean? Why is it so fucked up to think that I just might be a good girlfriend?"
Logan felt that the low point of her life had been when she decided on suicide. She realized she had been wrong. This was worse. And there wasn't an easy solution like suicide.
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"And then she stopped paying any attention to me as she watched the speech. When I went to bed ten minutes later, she didn't even notice."
"I'm so sorry" said Lucretia, a born woman that Robbie had taken to having coffee break with.
"Before the change, I thought 'crying yourself to sleep' was just an expression. What did I know?"
"I'm sure Elizabeth loves you. Everybody is having a hard time lately."
"And she didn't even talk to me before she changed back. I mean, it's her decision, but aren't couples supposed to talk before major life decisions like that? Now when we go out, everyone will think I'm her daughter, which is creepy and weird."
"I'm so sorry, Robbie."
"Thanks, Lucretia, it's nice to have someone in my life who appreciates me."