I'm going to have a new sister, Claire thought with excitement. Two days after the Assembly, as the kids referred to it, her brother Jack was still one of the shrinking number of boys. Claire was confident, though--she had noticed Jack cast longing little glances at her cosmetics and hair care products. Claire didn't mind Jack--they got along as well as any sister-brother close in age pair she knew--but it would be great to have a sister to do girl stuff with (and frankly to help out more around the house.) Now how to give Jack's inner Girl a push?
Jack ended the call. Yet another one of his friends had flipped, and was now trying to convince him to embrace his "inner girl." They were almost like evangelists. Every time Jack did something male now--stood to pee, jerked off, carried a sack of groceries in one hand--he wondered if it was for the last time. The whole thing seemed so unfair. He was fine with being a boy! But as he saw his friends and the other boys one by one accept the transformation, he knew he wouldn't hold out. Maybe someone would manage the whole week, but that person would be a remarkable man, and Jack knew he was pretty ordinary. In some ways he was surprised he had held out this long.
But Jack felt even worse for his friend Marcie. Marcie was the one transgender girl in the class, and in accordance with school policy had assembled with the girls. So the magic field or whatever that enveloped the boys hadn't included her. So the one person who actually wanted, more than anything, a female body wasn't going to get one. Oh well, before the car crash his dad had told him that life was unfair, and so far magic didn't seemed to be improving the situation any.
Jack saw the tube of lipstick Claire had left on his desk by the mousepad. She thought that was being subtle, but her plan was no mystery to Jack. She wanted a sister. Jack didn't think that in the same circumstances he would want a brother, but maybe that was just a difference between boys and girls. He looked again at the lipstick. Well, one way to find out.
He picked up the lipstick--a basic red--and inexpertly applied it to his lips. It started. He shrank, grew breasts, felt his internal organs become female and knew that below the threshold of perceptions Ys were becoming Xs.
Jackie rose unsteadily from the table, still not quite at home in her new body. Time to give Claire the good news.