The women gathered in their lawyer’s office. The lawyer, Alana Bennett, sat behind her desk and stared wistfully out the window at the spring day. The last two weeks had been a lot for her, dealing with her colleagues especially, who treated her differently. Before, she’d always been seen as a competent, effective professional. But over the last two weeks she was regarded differently. If she took a hard line on an issue as she had many times in the past people tended to sneer at her, sometimes calling her a bitch under their breath. She’d gotten used to eyes lingering on her chest and ass. And her home life. After the wish she’d found her family changed. Her wife was now her husband, and her three sons were all daughters. She couldn’t wait to get out of this mess.
Marcia had a stoic look on her face, dressed casually in yoga pants and a loose t-shirt, carrying her gym bag to workout after. She couldn’t wait to be a man again. She hated going to the gym in this female body. She would catch her old friends leering at her. Sometimes, while spotting a lift they might accidentally touch her in the wrong place. Worse, it would excite her. And she was horny, a lot of the time. She’d broken down a few times after spending an evening watching a game at a bar and gone home with various men, experiencing the new and different sensations. Sometimes she found herself easily slipping into her female role, and that scared her.
Dana seemed lost in thought, wearing a brightly colored floral dress that showed off her large tits. It clung to her curvy frame. She had a slight smile on her face. She’d been enjoying her new life more than she expected. As a man she’d been a bit shy and reserved, but her newfound partnership with Greg and Erin was exciting. She’d really come out of her shell, experimenting with make-up and gleefully exploring the female side of life. She was ready to go back, but she had learned a lot.
Jenny sat in a corner. She was gorgeous. Her large breasts accentuated by a tight black shirt. A pair of black leather pants showing off her large ass and wide hips. Her long blond hair meticulously done. A tight choker around her neck. Only she was aware of the butt plug in her asshole. Ryan had done a number on her, and all she could think about was submitting to his every whim and demand. She was terrified of going back to normal, afraid of how she would reintegrate into her old identity.
Andrea and Winnie stood towards the back of the room, chatting about their days. Like the others, they had integrated into their new lives over the last few weeks. Not embracing them to the extent of Jenny or Dana, but not as desperate to return to normal as Alana or Marcia. Andrea appreciated how much more emotionally open and real she was able to be as a woman, not having to bottle up her emotions. She absentmindedly ran a finger through her curly red hair and wondered what lessons she’d bring back to manhood with her.
Suddenly, the light in the room shifted. A shape coalesced. It was the genie. “Hello, ladies,” the genie laughed. “How have the last few weeks been?”
“Miserable,” muttered Alana. Marcia nodded in agreement.
“I don’t know,” added Winnie. “It’s been different. I think I’ll be a better person for the experience.”
“Yeah, same,” Andrea agreed.
Dana just smiled. “It’s been a blast, honestly, but I want to be myself again.”
Jenny just blushed and looked down at the floor.
“Well, ladies, what is your wish?”