“Genie,” declared Mark, “I wish we were men again.”
“Granted” declared the genie. And then everything was different. Mark felt different. He was male again, mostly, although he didn’t feel all male. He was still only 5’7” and wearing a tight black tank top and skinny jeans. In his pants he could feel his underwear cupping his penis and balls. Thank god, he thought. He looked around the room.
The lawyer looked confused, shuffling uncomfortably in his suit. He was male again, but slighter than before, with faint hints of femininity.
David was a man again, now dressed in tight booty shorts and a tank top with a pride flag. He shifted uncomfortably. “It feels kind of weird to have a dick again,” he muttered.
Jim agreed. “Yeah,” he said with a lisp. He was still dressed in tight leather pants. His shirt now a flowy silk fabric unbuttoned to the middle of his chest. He still wore the choker around his neck. “But I’m not really me again either, I don’t think.”
In the back of the room stood Will and Andy. Similarly men again, but very effeminate versions of their prior selves. “Why are we so girly?” Andy demanded.
“And why do I still have a cunt,” Winnie asked.
Andy gasped. “Me too!”
The lawyer nodded. “I still have one too!”
“Ah,” responded the Genie. “Magic is a fickle thing. Once it has shifted reality it does not like to do so again. It simply made you men again, of a sorts, but left you as close to the new reality as possible, to avoid undoing any other changes.”
“So why do I still have a pussy,” Andy demanded.
“It’s because we live at the sorority, I bet,” whispered Winnie. “Men can’t live at the sorority, but maybe we’re ftm now so we are men but didn’t start transitioning until living there.”
“And me,” the lawyer nodded, his mind racing a mile a minute. “After the last change I was my children’s mother, so it left me as their mother…”
“Yes yes,” the genie agreed. “It returned those of you it could to full men. The others as closely as it could.”
“But why am I so effeminate,” demanded Jim, trying as best he could to sound forceful, and failing. “I’m sorry for being pushy, he added.
“You are simply submissive to another,” the genie responded. And laughed. “I will see you in two phases of the moon, and vanished, leaving the men to their new lives.