Zack, 23, was born in Australia, his father worked in the Australian Defense Force and was barely around and his mother passed away when he was a child. At the age of 18 he moved to England to be with his mother's side of the family. He lives with his 38 year old aunt Gillian and 20 year old cousin Tara. He had recently finished studying at the university but has yet to find a job with his degree. He also misses Australia and wants to move back but doesn't have the money. He was in the heart of Rotherham today dropping off resumes hoping to get any job he could.
He took his usual route to the university from the interchange and applied at all the cafes and restaurants he could. Once he got to the gaming shop, which he applied at, he decided to make a big L shape towards the terminal. He didn't usually take this route, so didn't know the stores along it. He was walking by a park he had never seen before when he saw an old lady struggling with her bags. Being the gentleman he was, he decided to help her, she was only heading towards the bus stop.
"Thank you young man," she said as she sat down, exhausted walking. "Not many people stop and help an old lady these days, I wish there was something I could make it up to you," she apologized.
"Can you find me a job?" Zack joked with the lady.
"Sadly no..." she once again apologized. "Though there's something else I can give you," she grabbed onto his wrist and wouldn't let go, her eyes turned white and Zack thought she might've been having a medical episode. "I see your deepest desires, Zachery, I know what you long for. For helping me I will make it possible. Though I cannot simply give it to you, I can only give you the power to take it. Beware, it will steal from others but you will be able to return what was stolen." The woman finally release Zack from her grasp and her eyes returned to normal. "Be careful young man, a power like that is dangerously addictive but you seem like you will be able to handle it."
Zack turned away from the lady and continued walking, he didn't even say goodbye. He looked at where she had grabbed him and saw a strange mark burned into his skin but it quickly faded. He tried to push the encounter with the woman aside but it remained with him, his deepest desires...
When he was young, Zack had a dream, in that dream he had swapped his hair and genitals with a girl from his class. Ever since that moment he was curious what it would be like to have a vagina and sometimes what it was like to be a girl. He also imagined having the soft hair women usually had. When he got older he also liked to imagine having breasts. Were these the desires the old woman was talking about? No it was crazy... but what if it wasn't.
He tried to put it out of his head but the thought remained, he imagined he could just swap parts with someone at random, a part of his mind told him to try it but something like that was impossible right.
He continued walking up the street, on the park side of the road, missing a few stores he could've been applying to, so on the next intersection he crossed the road again. He walked by two stores now, Beautylicious and Wilko.
He wasn't going to apply at the salon, but he could see the women through the window and his thoughts of swapping returned. Wilko on the other hand seemed like a good place to apply for work. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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