Blue and pink lasers streak across a ruined city as on both sides boys and girls of varying ages and appearances unite for one purpose. Their hatred of the opposite sex and all they stand for.
My name is Ven, I’m a boy, and have been fighting in the Great Gender War on the boy side of Mars for as far back as I can remember, which is almost five years by the way. Currently we’re in the ruins of some place one called Austin Texas, now everyone just calls it Sector 5-A. Perhaps I should start by explaining the rules.
For as long as anyone can remember, boys and girls have been arch enemies and have been fighting a never ending war with one another. Everyone is equipped with some form of laser weapon, be it pistol, rifle or other, capable of turning anyone they hit into the opposite gender thanks to two convenient blue and pink settings on the side. Their is also the gas weapons also color coordinated to be pink and blue. Instead of dying like the weapons of more ancient wars, anyone hit by a ray or exposed to the gas is knocked out for 24 hours while their body changes. When they wake up their personality is altered making them utterly and unquestionably loyal to their new side. Their memories of their old life are gone and most suffer a personality change depending on the potency of the gas or the power of the laser, for instance: a guy hit by a low powered ray would become a tomboy. At the same time a girl who inhaled a small amount of boy gas would be turned into a femboy. Obviously a girl hit by a strong beam or inhaling a large amount of gas would become a jock. I this war every loss is the enemies gain, if a battlefield is won any of the troops hit by the other team can be easily converted after they wake up, some strong men and women are able to take multiple shots before going down though. As such in the Gender War it is important to get as close as possible as to create the strongest boys and girls your side can.
And that’s where me and my squad come in, while the main force is drawing attention our job is to sneak around back and take out as many as we can. Armed with several gas grenades, laser shot guns, and MK3 laser rifles we made our way around dropping any girls we spotted with direct head shots. They fell on the ground, their hair already becoming shorter as we moved on very few matterials could stop a direct hit from a MK 3 rifle so most just wore whatever clothes they wanted, uniforms were long gone I wore a black tank top and cargo pants to allow movement as well as plenty of storage. We turned a corner only to be met by a group of girls three times the size of my squad.
It was a slaughter. Immediately Jace was hit in the shoulder and went down. Then Dance, finally Josh before we made a run for it. All the while beams of pink energy flew past us. I ducked behind a wall and began taking shots at them, I got two but it wouldn’t matter if they won this battle, they could just shoot them when they wake up.
I ducked into a ruined building waiting to ambush them, in the distance I could hear our forces advancing. We could still win this. Then I heard another noise, a distinctive sound of a airplane. I looked up and saw it. A repurposed B 17 bomber painted bright pink with several unicorns, flowers, and fairies painted along the sides, definitely not one of ours.
It began blanketing the battlefield in pink smoke. As quick as I could I dawned my gas mask, most weren’t so lucky. The wall of thick pink gas hit us and most fell over coughing before before their bodies began to convolute. In the middle of the cloud, the females pushed their attack annihilating our carefully layed trenches. They didn’t wear masks, why would they? I ran with few remaining men. Only to stop once I realized we were running into yet another ambush. Above the hill an amazon of a woman dressed in war paint pots and little else joined the battle. I reasoned that must be their general and stopped taking several shots, only for my blue beams to either miss or hit one of her squad mates instead. She was unstoppable, and what’s worse, she pointed at me at said something. Before I could fully duck I felt a burning in my chest, I’d been shot. Right in the heart.
I could already feel my skin loosing its hair, my face getting softer, my thighs getting thicker. Then I hit my head on the wall and blacked out.
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The next time I woke my face felt wet and my gas mask was still on. I slipped it off taking a deep breath of the perfume smelling air. My hair was now long and black blocking my vision. I wiped my forehead only to realize it wasn’t sweat but blood. I also realized something else. I was still Ven!!!
I quickly ran my hands over my body. Had the blast failed? No I had breasts filling out my tank top now, and pretty big ones at that, almost as large as my head. Touching them filled me with some kind of tingling that made my head spin. My hands next probed my cargo pants, instead of my once proud dick was now a delicate little slit.
I was female, but why did I still feel like a man on the inside? This had never happened before to anyone according to my knowledge. I wondered what I should do now?
It’s not like team Mars would accept me like this. I was the enemy, they’ed either shoot me on sight or torture me for info I didn’t have. Who knows what would happen to a girl with a guy personality if they got hit by a blue ray, would I inadvertently make a guy with a chicks brain loyal to their cause? I could try Venus, but blending in their would be hard without the preprogrammed girl stuff, plus... they were GIRLS! I had no idea how to act all girly and gross.
Suddenly their was a crack of thunder, at first I thought another battle had started again. But it turned out to just be normal rain.
I needed to decide what I was going to do before I become soaked out here...