My name is Richard Plunkett and I was drafted into Mars Force, the military branch of the male population in the Gender War. Mars Force is responsible for protecting the labs of the Brotherhood of Mars, the civilian branch. The Brotherhood are the ones that come up with all our weaponry, armor, and sex change tech. Mars Force is also responsible for going out and rounding up females to make male.
I'm 36 and since I can remember I've felt like I was in the wrong body. That's not the only reason that I'm AWOL though it's a major part. The other reason is that it seemed like all the males, at least the ones I've met, believe the world would be a much better place if there were only males. No more females nagging at them about leaving the toilet seat up, no more females complaining about males watching sports, no more females suffering from PMS, and no more females trying to supposedly feminize males. Well the last one is pretty accurate right now due to the war. As far as I could tell it was the males that started it. What the original reason was for the first non-surgical female to male transformation is lost now.
I had to shake my head as I made my way toward a Sisterhood of Venus stronghold. The males didn't stop to think that they needed females to continue the human race. Of course scientists in the Brotherhood theorize they can create an artificial womb and take cells from two different guys to create a new life. I had argued with several that even if they were able to accomplish it that nature would find a way to bring females back into the world. There are some frogs and fish that switch sex if there are too many of one sex and I believe that will happen with humans.
I was surprised by a female voice commanding, "Halt! Who are you and what are you doing here without a weapon?"
"I'm Richard Plunkett," I said raising my hands in the air. "I'm here because I want to be female."
"Why should we believe you?" another female asked.
"You have no reason to believe me," I said trying to figure out where they were.
"Then maybe we should shoot you right now," a third female said directly behind me.
I smiled and said, "Maybe you should."
"You don't have to look so happy about it," the first female said stepping out of the bush with her rifle aimed right at me.
"I'm not afraid of being shot," I said smiling.
"How do you know that we're using stun rounds?" the second female asked stepping out also.
"I don't," I said shrugging. "Quite frankly I wouldn't care either way. I really don't want to fight for people who refuse to listen to reason."
"Looks like we may have a willing convert here," the first female said nodding her head.
I felt something hit me in the back before I lost consciousness. My last thought was, "I wonder if I'm dead now."