“Genie!” declared Mark. “I wish we were allowed in the women’s locker room.”
“Granted!” the genie laughed, “enjoy your new lives girls. See you in two weeks!”
The lawyer's jaw dropped as the genie's words sank in. The room seemed to spin as the five young men suddenly found themselves transformed. Their bodies had changed, their features softened, and their clothing had shifted to feminine attire. The lawyer blinked, trying to process everything that was happening.
Jim Roger’s looked down at his new body, his eyes wide with shock. "What the...?" he stammered, his voice now higher-pitched. His tousled blond hair was now long and wavy, falling over his shoulders. His freckled face was smoother, and his acne had vanished, replaced by a delicate complexion. “I’m wearing a bra,” he remarked, pushing at his chest.
Will Simms ran his hands over his new curves, his deep voice now a sultry contralto. "What did you do, Mark?" he asked, his face now softened with feminine features.
David Kim touched his dark hair, now styled in loose waves. His olive skin still glistened, and his collared shirt had transformed into a blouse, the top three buttons undone to show cleavage. "This can't be real," he murmured, his voice lighter and more melodic.
Andy, who had been on the verge of tears, now looked at his reflection in the lawyer's desk. His reddish hair was now a vibrant auburn, and his face was free of acne, replaced by a gentle, feminine glow. He looked down at his new body, his eyes filling with tears again.
Mark, standing at the same 6’3”, now had a curvaceous figure. His tight t-shirt and joggers had transformed into a tight top that showed off perky b-cup breasts. His joggers were yoga pants that accentuated his new form. His curly brown hair was now long and flowing. “I... I didn't mean for this to happen," he stammered, looking at his friends.
The lawyer, still in disbelief, stood up from his desk. "This is... unprecedented," he managed to say, his voice shaking. He started flipping through their file, his eyes saucers of disbelief.
Mark looked down and felt a wave of relief. His hand cupped his crotch. “At least I still have a penis," she said, her voice a mix of confusion and relief. A couple of the others nodded in agreement, their hands instinctively checking their own bodies.
Jim let out a shaky laugh. "Yeah, me too.”
Andy pulled out his driver's license, his hands trembling. He stared at it, his eyes widening in shock. "My name... it's Angela now," he said, his voice barely a whisper.
The lawyer looked up. “I don’t understand any of this. Your file is completely changed. I have here an order from the court allowing you to use the locker room that adheres to your gender identity… and a letter from the DA agreeing to drop charges.”
“So no jail?” Andy sputtered.
“But at what cost,” said David. “My ID says my name is Daisy now!”
“Look,” replied Mark. “We’re out of jail free. Just have to make it two weeks and we can fix it.”