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Hi here is my contest entry and my Valentine to the group and it's authors. I hope you will see this as the tribute it is meant to be and try to find all the TG refernces made in it. Welcome To Fictionmania Land by Cabinessence (Fictionmania Contest Entry) I have always been more of a stay at home guy rather than a social animal. I'd much rather spend quiet evenings just hanging around the dorm than going out partying as many of the other guys who lived in my dorm did. Oh yeah I liked going out trying to pick up girls, but I didn't prefer them to be semi-comatose when I met them. So I guess I was developing a reputation of not being a real fun guy and appearing to be too much of a nerd. Imagine my surprise when my roommate John asked me if I wanted to go with some of his friends on Sunday to the new Fictionmania Land amusement park. The story behind Fictionmania has already become somewhat of an Internet legend; right up there with the story about Ebay and the Pez dispensers. Mindy Rich had started Fictionmania in the late-nineties as an Internet site where people all around the world could share ideas and stories on transgender topics. It seems that a certain category of these stories, Ye Olde Body Shoppe, inspired one visitor to make this fictional idea a reality. Working along with Mindy and with no small financial backing from her wealthy cousin Ritchie, this unknown genius known only in the trades as the "Raven" created www.bodyswap.com, the first online bodyswapping site in the world. It was at this site that people would post their pictures and life histories and in order to find someone who would swap both bodies and lives with them. To post their request on the site, the operators would then charge them a modest fee and then there was another fee to perform the actual body swap. This was split between the two parties involved. I would sometimes click on the site and look at some of the people who posted on there and wonder why they ever bothered. Who would ever want to be them? 60 Minutes did a report on the site and found that most of the people using the service were people with a lot of self-loathing and feelings of inadequacy and felt any change would be for the better. There must have been a lot of these people who felt that way because the huge success of the service helped Mindy to finally achieve her dream of opening Fictionmania Land, the world's first transgender theme park. The first guy from our school to venture over to visit, Fred, came back with a beautiful buxom blonde bimbo who just wanted to fuck him silly. Now this guy is not rated too far away on the geek spectrum from any of the gang I hang out with and we were all surprised he was able to find a girl like that. This set my friends hormones on fire figuring they could score just as easily as Fred did just by going there. What they didn't know at the time was that this beautiful blonde used to be Fred's roommate Ronnie. Well she was still Fred's roommate Ronnie, but now in a more conjugal sense of the word. I had only found this out when I saw Ronnie's name on a computer screen by accident while at Fictionmania land. Now let me introduce you to the gang of friends who dragged me off this day to FictionMania Land. I say they dragged me because I have no interest in ending up with women who wear their brains on their chest. Well the first guy involved is of course John, my roommate, who while being classified as a certified geek was knowledgeable on every subject on the face of the earth except that of the fairer sex. He could get though levels of Doom in record time, but he couldn't get to first base with a girl to save his life. Next was Tony, a true child of the 60's. Trouble is he was born in 1979. He was the one of our group with a true social conscience and it bothered him no end. This could be because he came from a poor Southern family and had to hold down four jobs to help pay his tuition. It was a wonder that he had a free afternoon to join us. He wasn't really white trash, more like the type of trash that could be recycled. One thing I liked about him is that he had the strangest taste in movies favoring the disco and black exploitation films of the 70's. Who else could still quote lines from "Shaft Goes To Africa"? But it wasn't a quality most women were looking for in a man. Then there was Maury a true Momma's boy. He was the cute pudgy kid who was slowly becoming a less cute adult. He still did great with women over 60, they would always be pinching his cheeks, but around women his own age he was hopeless. Imagine the Pillsbury doughboy in Dockers and you catch my drift. He also was probably the most immature member of our group. When he was nervous, he would start sucking his on his fingers. John thought that maybe he was going though a second childhood, I figured that he still hadn't recovered from his first. And finally there was Lee who was probably the best looking and definitely the bravest out of all of us. At least he would have courage enough to ask girls out, although he usually was turned down. But still he was the only one of us to have actually gotten laid last year. He also owned a Harley motorcycle and loved to drive it up and drive around campus. He figured it would make him seem more macho, but to most women it just made him seem more annoying. So this was the crew that I went driving off with one sunny Sunday to Fictionmania Land. It was located near an oasis in the Nevada desert and was about an hour's drive from campus. While we drove, the other guys were talking about how they heard that the girls in the park were so horny that they erected privacy booths were you could go and have sex. The way they were talking, I wondered if women were the only things you could ride in this park. We were soon there. The gate to the park was this huge archway with the silhouette of a man's profile on one side and a woman's profile on the other at the top. Below it was a banner that read "Welcome to Fictionmania Land, The Magical Place Where Transgender Dreams Come True." All along the steel fence encircling the park were these large "No Posting Anywhere Without Permission" signs. The cost of admission was twenty-five dollars for the day and it included admission to all rides, exhibits, and shows. The featured show today on the main stage was "A Musical Tribute To Jack Chaulker Starring Miss Amanda Lear, the star of the long running show Hello Dali!". The movie at the Interactive Fictionmania Land Cinema was "Attack Of The Bikini Bimbos In 3-Double D ". The ad stated that the audience would be able to become involved with the action. Wow! As we lined up to get our tickets, the man at the ticket booth looked at us and said: "So, which one of you is going to be the designated non-transmute?" "A designated non-transmute?" asked John. "Yes, each group of four or more is required to have one while you are in the park area. It is similar to the designated driver program at bars. It is designed to make sure that all of you get home from the park safely. One of you will have to take responsibility for the others, just in case something happens. This will guarantee that at least one of you will still be in the right shape to drive home when you leave the park." "Well what could happen that would make us incapable to drive?" asked Maury getting a little anxious. "You could have your mind reduced to the point where you couldn't read even street signs anymore, or you could become a child who would be much too small to reach the steering wheel, or you could even be transformed into a store mannequin or a love doll." "Ah you are just trying to scare us. Just lead me to the babes." Said Lee. "All in due time, but I still need a volunteer. You can't come in the park until you decide." "Look guys, you are the one's who wanted to come out here. It is not that important to me. You have fun and I will be the designated trans mutated whatever. So what do I have to do?" I said, figuring that I would be the logical choice. "You don't have to do anything. Just put on this bracelet and it will protect you from any magical transformations that might occur while in the park. It will also prevent you from going on some of the rides, but in exchange for that you will be let in on some of the secrets that go on around here. Secrets no one else will be able to see or know about. So you still should be able to have a good time. " I didn't know what he meant until later on in the day. I was passing by one of those souvenir photo stands. You know the ones where they shoot funny photos of you standing behind cardboard cutouts with just a hole for you to poke you head through. Well there was this couple who stood behind this picture of a wrestler standing next to a buxom blond showgirl. Just for fun, the guy poked his head through the hole where the showgirl's face would be and the girl placed hers on top of the wrestler's body. Then there was a big bright flash when the photo was taken, the camera was very old-fashioned. After the flash the couple came back out from behind the cutouts but the two people who came out were a buxom blonde in a low cut dress and a muscular wrestler in a muscle tee shirt with his arm around her waist. The blonde's face looked just like the guy's had, but heavily made up. The wrestler's face also looked just like the girl's but badly in need of a shave. As they paid for the photos neither seemed to realize that anything was different, but I did. It was even more interesting when next a couple of teenage boys poked their heads behind a cutout of two buxom bikinied beach bunnies and soon became just like them in just the flash of a camera. They were lost in a bunch of giggles as they picked up their photos. There also was the change machine at the park, which was like something out of an old Mad Magazine. People would put in a dollar, but instead of getting four quarters back they would change sex, race, age and sometime all of the above at once. And they would then act as if no change had ever taken place and that they were always this new person they'd become. But I am getting way ahead of things. The guy then placed some kind of a copper bracelet on my left wrist. There seemed to be some sort of ancient writing on it, but all I could understand what was the inscription "Copyright 1999 Fictionmania Land, Ownership Will Be Retained By The Park. " "Remember to return it as you leave the park. You will not be able to leave with it on. Have a good time boys." He said with a peculiar emphasis on the word "boys". It was some kind of a public awareness day at the park that day. All kinds of community and political service organizations had little booths set up off to the side as we entered the park. I could understand the gay and lesbian groups being there, but the St Francis Of Assisi Parochial school? There were a bunch of teenage and preteen girls at the booth, all dressed in their school uniforms, trying to sign up students for the next semester. Next to them Amnesty International was set up. We all signed a petition to help pressure the government of Communist China to stop its practice of oppressive bodyswapping. It might have been hopeless, but it made us all feel good that we at least were able to do something. I noticed that Tony had gone ahead to the Community Service Project booth. He was engaged in serious conversation with a very sexy young black woman who was stationed there at the booth. Maybe he had finally found someone who liked "Shaft Goes To Africa". I decided walk up to them to see what was going on. "I hate to interrupt, Tony, but the rest of us are through saving the world and are off to have some fun." "Don't worry I'll catch up. LaToya here has been telling me about a program they have with her organization that will help pay my tuition. All I have to do is tutor some poor black elementary school students in the inner city three days a week. Isn't that great." "Sounds almost too good to be true." "I felt like that too at first, but I have been in this program for over a year and in another year I will graduate from college without the burden of student loans. You see this program has a lot of wealthy backers inside the African American community that believe education is the key to the success of the future of black children and in turn the race. To this end they are willing to spend money to help individuals like Tony and myself so that we can spread our knowledge to others in the black community." Said the dark skinned beauty behind the desk. "You see everybody wins. This is the answer I have been looking for. And best of all there are no forms to fill out." Said Tony. "Tony will return to you in about two or three hours. We will give him a short orientation to the program to see if he qualifies and to allow him time to decide if this is what he really what he wants. You will all still have enough time left to enjoy the park." Said LaToya flashing a smile that showed ethereal white teeth against her dark sensuous lips. "Look I will join you in a while. Chow man." And with that Tony followed the young lady into a large white tent that was about 100 feet away. After he disappeared inside, the other three guys started walking up towards me. "Wow who ever thought that Tony would be the first one to score. I don't usually go for black girls but with that body I'd do her." Said Lee. "Face it, you'd do any girl who said yes." Said John. "Tony isn't doing anyone. He is just signing up for a program that will help him pay his tuition. The girl is the representative of that program". I said. The other three gave up a collective groan. "Well what do you guys want to do next?" asked Maury. "I don't know let's just walk around and see what's here." Said Lee. For the next half-hour we just walked around the park, scoping it out. Lee tried to win three wishes at one of the games as we strolled down the midway. The game was sort of like the usual "Duck Ponds" you see at most state fairs, but instead of plastic ducks with prize numbers on their under sides floating around in a stream of water, there were a wide assortment of bottles. According to the barker inside one of these bottles was trapped the lovely Scharahazade who would grant three wishes to whomever freed her. It seemed rather silly but it was only one dollar a try, so Lee figured he'd give it a go. There were many types of bottles to choose from. There were the Arabian type bottles like you would see on I Dream Of Jeannie to ordinary beer and soda bottles. Of course being the typical college student, he picked the Heineken bottle. And of course it was empty. "Hey, if I was a genie that's where I'd want to be." offered Lee of his choice. "I am sure that any genie could just blink up a whole keg if she wanted to. " Said John. Then we heard another barker yell out "Obtain The Body Of Your Dreams To Enjoy Forever, Play The Transformation Wheel Of Fortune. Only One Dollar." We all walked over there and saw that it looked like any Wheel Of Fortune game, but instead of numbers to play, there were names of famous men and women. There were famous names like Mel Gibson, Brad Pitt, Shania Twain, Maria Carey and Pamela Andersen with the Lee newly X'ed out. Our Lee got excited when his eyes discovered the name of Christy Canyon. He couldn't get his dollar out fast enough to place his bet down. "Man I have wanted her body since Passages one and they must be up to six by now. I hope I win. I can't wait to be able to play with those huge tits whenever I want." Said Lee. "You might get you wish if you win, but just not in the way you expect it." I said. Lee was curious about what I meant, but he was cut off by the spin of the wheel. It soon stopped on the name of another porno star, Jenna Jaminson. The person who had placed the winning bet was a guy about our age, and he was also there with a bunch of his male buddies. He then slowly began to change and about a minute later Jenna Jamison stood there wearing a low cut spaghetti strap dress. She had a big smile on her new face. The guys who were with him stared at the new girl with lust as they quickly walked off together towards one of the privacy booth areas. I knew that those guys would help him now her fully enjoy her prize. "I guess you are glad you are such a loser." Said John. "Well I did want Christy Canyon's body, but not like that. But let's see you try to win something smart ass." Retorted Lee. John looked down the midway and something caught his eye. There was a sign proclaiming "Glover Enterprises and Wiz-TV present the Million Dollar Maze". "I am going to win that million dollar prize. No maze can be harder than Quake level twenty. I will be rich in no time." Said John. "Look there must be a catch. It can't be what it seems or they wouldn't be offering a prize of a million dollars. It doesn't seem like that maze could be that complicated." I said. "Maybe they have trap doors where you plunge to your doom." Said Lee. "Alright I will show you all. And if I win I will buy you each a bottle of Heineken with real beer in it." Said John as he stormed over to the maze entrance. "You're on." Lee yelled after him. I decided to follow John and see what the true story was. I was stopped at the entrance by one of the park's security guards. He was holding a small monitor in his hand. "Sorry designated non trans mutes are not allowed in the maze area." "Why not?" "Because anyone entering the maze is instantly transformed into a dizzy brained bimbo." "What? I have to stop him." "It's too late. According to what I see on my monitor here your friend has already been transformed into a very buxom redhead and is struggling with her new high heels. Take a look." I looked at the small screen in his hand and saw a beautiful redhead stumbling as she walked over to start primping at one of the mirrors hanging on the maze wall. She was wearing a skimpy white halter-top that could barely hold her large breasts, red hot pants, and very high heels. I knew it was John because when the camera zoomed in, he, er she rather, was still wearing our class ring. "Can you change him back?" "She will not be changed back into a male unless she completes the maze by the time the park closes at dusk. If she completes the maze, she will gain back her male identity and the million dollars courtesy of Wiz TV. If not, she will stay that way." "So what are the chances of that happening?" "About slim to none. You see they can't go handing out million dollar prizes all the time. They don't even want one of those bimbos to find their way accidentally out the maze. So they have added obstacles. In the maze there are stacks of the new Vogue and Glamour magazines, a cache of vibrators, racks of the latest Victoria Secrets lingerie, and as you can see plenty of primping mirrors. And if that isn't enough we have a whole table of cute little furry stuffed animals for them to cuddle. That 's enough to keep any bimbo's mind, whatever little there is left of it, occupied and away from trying to find a way of getting out of the maze." "But what happens if they don't make it out by closing time. Are they stuck in there?" "No, we send in a team wearing bimboizing ray retardant clothing to get them out. Then they are given new identities. By the way what is your name?" "Eric Jones. Why?" "Well part of being the designated non-transmute is that you are responsible for your friends who do get transformed. So if she doesn't make it though the maze you will have a new wife, Bambi Jones." "Bambi?" "All bimbos are named Bambi. It cuts down on the paperwork." "What if I don't want a wife." "All unclaimed bimbos will become employees of Glover Enterprises and get to work on Wiz-TV and other film projects, if you catch my drift. I even get to take some home for myself. It's one of the great benefits of the job." "I can't do that to John, er Bambi." "Now you are talking, Besides these bimbos are very ultra feminine where it counts the most. They love to cook, clean, and look sexy for their men. They also are absolutely incredible in bed. And they make great mothers for your kids. And lets face it kid, with your looks would you ever end up with a girl who looks like that on your own?" "No. I guess you are right." I looked at John-Bambi playing with her tits in the mirror. I was getting turned on. Part of me thought that maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. "If she doesn't make it to the end of the maze by five thirty, we will escort her out and you can pick her up at the gate at around six, alright." "Okay," "Enjoy Fictionmania Land." I went up to the main midway area, but Lee and Maury were gone. I guess they got impatient and went off on their own. It was about one o'clock so I decided to get something to eat for lunch. The food court area was located near the center of the park. On my way there I noticed that there was a seminar starting at the Fictionmania lecture hall. It was a lecture on relationships, how to empathize fully with your partner's wants and to be able to understand completely their sexual needs. I did notice a few couples going inside the hall, especially this biker guy with a tall slim beautiful blonde wearing a halter-top and black hot pants. She was definitely the kind of girl you can't forget. At the food court there were only two choices as to where to eat, on one side there was a Dairy Queen and on the other was a Burger King. All the employees, mostly teenagers, at the Burger King were dressed as men with long dark beards, even if they were really girls. At the Dairy Queen, they were all dressed as shapely serving wenches with long hair and showing ample cleavage, even if they were actually boys. A sign in the middle of the court said "All Food Concessions Managed By She Devil Food Services. Be Sure To Send Us Your Comments So That We Can Make Changes." I asked one of the boys at the Dairy Queen why did they took a job there instead of at the Burger King. I was told they were paid a lot more money if they would take female hormones and wear tight corsets and the low cut dresses while they worked here. He also said that it would only last for the months that the park was open and they could change back after that, unless they decided they wanted to stay that way. He did point out a beautiful young blonde with rather large breasts that I could not believe was really a guy. It seems that this guy/girl had also previously worked at the Dairy Queen over at the Ladd's Exchange Mall where they had the same policies and dress code. He then said some of the guys have really gotten into the role and would want to stay as girls when the season ended. All workers were told that if they wanted to stay girls, the president of She-Devil would see to it personally that they could. I decided to eat over at the Dairy Queen. They had all kind of specials named after famous trangendered people. I went for the "Tula" meal. It was a meatless burger with two big mounds of fries and a large Coke. Eating the burger even without the meat was very tasty and it did not seem at all artificial. It still was very hot and juicy. The drinks came in cups that looked like bra cups. The kid's size was a 20(oz) A cup. With the "Tula" special I was given a 36(oz) D cup. The big gulp was in a 44(oz) DD cup. After I had finished eating lunch, I decided to go to look over the souvenir area next door. On one side was a newsstand that sold books, videos, and magazines. In the front were the new books reflecting the latest political turmoil like "Becoming Monica: One Man's Journey To Becoming Monica Lewinsky" and "The Conspiracy For Change: A View From Inside The Circle" by someone called just Angela J. Then there were the recent best sellers like "My Boyfriend, Myself: A Guide To Body Switching In Relationships" by Carolyn Collins and "Everything I Know I Learned By Body Swapping In Kindergarten" as well as the very popular "Chicken Soup For The Body Swapped Soul". And while they had the complete works of Morpheus, all 250 volumes no less !!, and more serious scholarly tomes like "The Legend Of The Medallion Of Zulo" by Jennifer Adams, I was disappointed that they still had the same issue of Sapphire's Tales magazine that I bought over three months ago. I picked up a video of "Joe Bates: The Untold Story Narrated By Leonard Nimoy" but put it back without buying it. It cost a lot of money and I could probably find it cheaper on the Internet. I was sure that they would have had a Spell R Us store here, but I couldn't find it. Well even at the malls it was sometimes hard to find where a Spells R Us store was even if you looked in the store directory. However, the souvenir shop was located right next to the bookstore. There was also a little kiosk on the side that sold DNA from Stephanie Labs. I was glad to see Jennifer Anniston was still in the top ten in sales. The model Heidi Klum and that chick from Buffy The Vampire Slayer were tied for number one this week. I first tried DNA like many college kids do these days in my freshman year. I became Jenny McCarthy, how original. Female orgasms were nice, but I decided then that I'd much rather have a dick and preferably one that was uniquely mine. Besides I never really had any other reason to shop at Magic Depot, the main DNA retailer, anyway. But I didn't mind if others wanted to use it and let me have sex with them. I'll tell you, my friend Ralph was a great lay when he was Jennifer Anniston. They also had on display a wide assortment of dilidos, buttplugs, corsets, and very high heels all imprinted with the words "Souvenir Of Fictionmania Land" and sporting the Fictionmania Land logo. They even sold artificial stick-on genitalia of both sexes with real human pubic hair, no polyester pussies at Fictionmania Land. It was here that finally I tracked down Marty who was eyeing the assortment of love dolls that looked eerily realistic. I could almost swear that some of them were trying to speak to me or at least trying to suck my dick. But I decided to ignore them and speak to Maury instead. "Hi where did you guys go? I left John (The less I said about his transformation the better, I figured) over at the maze and came back to find you two had split. Where's Lee?" "Oh I left him filling in this questionnaire on a computer where you could design your own mail order bride. He seemed to be taking all day so I just left. I was going to do it myself, but these sorts of things never work out. But they did promise to send you this neat commemorative pin." "So you want to hang around here or walk around some?" "Let's walk around. I'd really like to go on some rides while we are here. I loved going on rides at amusement parks when I was a kid." "As I can see nothings changed since then. Yeah we can walk around. Maybe we will run into Lee and Tony should be done soon too." So we walked down towards where most of the rides in the park were located. As we did we passed the lecture hall just as the seminar was letting out. I looked over to see if I could spot my dream girl and I soon saw her coming out. But now instead of being with her gruff boyfriend she was with a girl who looked and was dressed exactly like her. Matter of fact all the couples coming out of the hall were women and all were accompanied by their twins. I knew that this wasn't a casting call for the "New Patti Duke Show". It didn't take me long to figure out what had happened. Is this the way the lecturer taught people to empathize with their lovers by becoming them? Sure I wanted to have her body too, but not like this. What a strange concept this was. It seems they were still all lovers, but now they were also twins rubbing their two hot bodies together and looking to be about ready to tear each other's clothing. I don't know if this would now be classified as incest or not. However I always leave questions about morality to the hypocrites. They seem to be the only ones who really care. When we came to the kiddie ride area Maury got very excited. However there was a sign there that said that no one over the age of ten would be admitted into the kiddie ride park. "Gosh I used to love going on those little boats, floating and bumping into all the other guys, when I was a kid. Man why did I ever have to grow up? I 'd love to be able go on those rides again. " said Maury. "Who says you can't?" said the man at the entrance to the kiddie park. "Well I do hope I look older than ten. I didn't suffer through puberty for nothing." Said Maury. "You will find that here looks can be deceiving. Why don't you go up to Madame Cleo's Hall Of Mirrors? It's located right up that hill. She will be able to help you with your problem." Said the man. "Really, wow thanks." And with a bolt of energy Maury ran up the hill to Madame Cleo's. I of course followed at a slower pace right behind. Madame Cleo's was a huge tent with ten mirrors lined up in ascending size located inside. Above each mirror was a number from one to ten. The speakers in the tent kept playing "Thank Heaven For Little Girls" from Gigi over and over again. At the entrance was an olive skinned middle aged woman who's clothes and heavy accent revealed her to be some sort of Hungarian gypsy. "How does this work?" asked Maury. "Very simple. The concept is not so far different than those found at fun houses at other parks. However, instead of showing a distorted image of yourself, it will reflect back an image of you as a little girl. It will show the little girl that exists in all of us, but has been kept hidden by your own masculine facade. The mirror with a one above it will show you as a one year old girl, a two as a two year old, and so on and so on until ten." "Why show a little girl and not a little boy?" I asked. "Because I love little girls." Said Madame Cleo. "So how is this going to help me get on the kiddie rides?" asked Maury. "Just watch over there." Said Madame Cleo pointing to a father with his two children about four and six standing in front of the number ten mirror. "Okay kids, your mom didn't want you to be going on the rides without supervision. Since she is our designated non-transmute, I guess I am the one who will have to go with you." He looked into the mirror and the reflection was that of a cute ten-year-old girl with long blonde hair wearing a flowery summer dress. The man went up to the mirror and touched it. Soon he began to shrink and his hair began to grow longer. He changed quickly until the girl that now stood in front of the mirror matched the reflection in the mirror. "Wow, this is so cool. Okay kids, from now on I am no longer your dad. For the rest of the afternoon I am your older sister Jennifer, okay? Alright, let's go have some fun." "Yeah." Shouted the other two younger kids as they raced down the hill with their new older sister skipping right behind them down the hill to the kiddie park. "Will I have to stay a girl?" asked Maury slightly stunned. "No, not if you don't want to. Your adult pattern will be safely stored here. That is until the park closes tonight and we flush the system of all the stored images. So all you have to do is return here before closing to be restored back to your normal self. However, few do." "Why not?" I asked. "Because little girls are precious innocent creatures made of sugar and spice and everything nice with the potential to blossom into a true thing of beauty. Once someone experiences this, very few choose to become a man again." "Well I don't know if I'd want to stay a girl. But if becoming a little girl for the afternoon is what I need to do to have some fun on those rides, they I'll do it. Besides I can always come back here and become me again. So what age girl do I want to be? Someone old enough to understand what is going on, but young enough to not have a care in the world." Said Maury. Maury then stood in front of a few mirrors of different ages until he settled in front of the mirror with a six posted above it. The image reflected back was that of a very cute little girl with freckles and her dark read hair done in pigtails. Maury put out his hand to the mirror and he started to shrink. Soon the image in the mirror matched the person standing before it. Maury was now a cute little six-year-old girl wearing a Little Mermaid blouse and blue knit skirt. "Well Maury how do you feel?" I asked. "Oh this feels great. But I can't be called Maury anymore, call me Melody. I like that name. So can I get on the rides now please?" "Certainly sweetie, you are now a six year old and well within the age limits to go on the kiddie rides. But be sure to return here before the park closes at dusk or you will remain a six-year old girl well at least until you turn seven. Ha ha. Oh this job is much more fun than my last one at Girlastic Park. " Said Madame Cleo as we walked out of the shop towards the rides. As we approached the entrance to the kiddie ride area, Melody was getting very excited and started jumping up and down just like any other natural six year old. She also started sucking on her fingers nervously, but Maury still did that at twenty. This time the man at the gate just asked her, her name. "Melody." She said sweetly. "And what is your name?" he asked me. "Eric Jones, why?" He took out a magic marker and wrote the words MELODY JONES in big block letters on a nametag and placed it on the front of Melody's blouse. Then he motioned for her to go in the park and she didn't need any more motivation, she made a beeline for the boat ride. "But I am not the child's father. I'm just a friend." I protested. "But you are the designated non-transmute and she is one of the members of the party that you are responsible for if they are transformed." "Yes, but she isn't going to stay a little girl. She will be changing back before we leave." "I would not be so sure about that. She is what about six years old?" "Yes, she is six now." "So I would say she has about two hours before her mind becomes totally that of a six year old girl." "What?" "Didn't you notice how she has already started acting young and feminine. She has the brain of a six-year-old now and it cannot comprehend the same thoughts as the adult mind can. So slowly the six year old mind will overwhelm the adult thought patterns and she will become both mentally and physically a six year old girl. The younger the girl you become, the shorter the time span before your thought patterns will become overwhelmed. With someone three and under it is almost instantaneous. A ten-year-old could take almost four hours to assimilate. So when your young friend finishes her day of fun, she will be for all intents and purposes be a six year old girl and your new daughter." "My daughter?" "Well she must have some type of identity. She can't be a man anymore. She must be your daughter unless you want to send her to an orphanage for adoption by some stranger." "I couldn't abandon him, her, whatever. Okay I'll be her father." "Okay, when she is finished playing in the park we will send her to wait at the information desk to meet you. We will handle all the details about her becoming your daughter. Don't worry about her either, we have monitors stationed all over the kiddie area to make sure nothing goes wrong. She will be safe. Enjoy the rest of your afternoon in Fictionmania Land." This was starting to get really crazy. I came here with four solidly male friends and now one was going to be my wife and another was going to be my daughter. How could I even have a six your old daughter? I was only twenty and I didn't lose my virginity until I was seventeen. My life was slowly becoming a Morpheus story. I slowly walked over to the adult rides and stood for awhile in front of one that said "Turnabout Tunnel Of Love." Couples were lined up two by two waiting for the next available car to take them on what they felt would be a romantic journey. Near the front of the line was a guy wearing a tee shirt from our college. He was a tall dark haired athletic type whom I had met a few times around campus, but whose name I couldn't recall. I did know that he was on the school football team. With him was a tall thin blonde wearing a very short skirt. Since I had nothing else to do I figured I'd wait for them to come out the other end and ask him what the ride was like. About ten minutes later a pretty large breasted dark haired girl wearing our school tee shirt and a short skirt walked out of the ride with a tall muscular blonde guy. They were still locked in an embrace. The girl saw me looked at me and waved at me with her free hand. I waved back, and as I did I had a strange feeling that the girl waving was the guy I knew and while in the tunnel these two lovebirds had somehow exchanged sexes. They didn't seem to realize what had happened. This whole transgender thing was taking over everyone's life. What would happen next? Who would it happen to next? I was so lost thinking about this that I didn't notice Lee coming from the other direction until he was right in front of me. "Hey Eric aren't you having any fun man? Hey I just signed up for a beautiful blonde busty Swedish mail order bride. They are going to send me out more information and paperwork on her in the mail along with this neat souvenir pin. I can't wait. Ingrid here I come. So where are the other guys? Did Tony ever show his face back again or maybe something did happen between him and that black chick?" "Well I am not having a good time. I have not seen Tony since we left him. John is lost in some bimbo maze. And Maury is now a six-year-old girl riding in a miniature boat in the kiddie park." "So Maury is a six year old girl. Well I always said there was a little kid in him trying to get out. I always figured it would a little boy. Well I am sure he - she is having fun on those rides. Maybe we adults should start having some fun too. Let's find something more thrilling." I noticed that some of the rides banned designated non-transmutes, so Lee looked for one that would let me ride along with him. We found one called a Transex Coaster. It promised excitement like you never felt before. To me it looked just like any large roller coaster at any amusement park. I asked the guy at the gate what was so special about this one. "Well at certain designated spots everyone on the ride will change sex. This will allow you to experience excitement and terror from the other side. There is nothing better than suddenly feeling the rush of the wind against your new excited sensitive nipples as your new large breasts bounce up and down while the coaster takes a quick plunge. It is safe for designated non- transmutes because you will return to your original sex when the ride ends all none the worse for wear, except that your underpants may be a little damp. Ha Ha." He answered smiling. Well we both went on the roller coaster together. Even though I was suffering from transgender burnout, I figured what was the point of going to a transgender theme park and not be able to change sex at least for a little while. The guy was right about men and women handling excitement differently, and I certainly was excited. My soaking wet underpants attested to that. It was also fun having gravity play tug of war with your tits as you went up and down. But the most fun was seeing this cute petite sandy haired girl, her long hair flying about everywhere, screaming her lungs out as she sat next to me and then realizing that it was actually Lee. The next ride that Lee wanted to go on was one that didn't allow designated non-transmutes on. It was called "The Great Shift Tilt A Whirl: A Truly Soul Wrenching Experience". It looked like one of those rides where they strapped you into this circular centrifuge like ride as it spun round and round. I went on one as a kid and remembered you were always afraid that you might fall down to the ground. I also barfed as soon as I got off. I was wondering what the difference was with this one, there had to be a transgender spin somewhere. There was a huge crowd waiting to get on. There were two girls about fourteen or fifteen near the front. One was short with mid length jet-black hair and one of the biggest pair of tits I have ever seen barely restrained by her halter top. Her girlfriend looked almost boyish next to her being about a half a foot taller with short auburn hair and very lanky. A guy right behind them about sixteen was trying to make time with them, but both girls just smiled and tried their best to ignore him. Lee got in line behind a twenty something couple. The girl was about average looking, slightly overweight with dirty blonde hair, but she kept whining to her boyfriend about how scared she was to go on the ride and couldn't they just go home. He would just smile back and then tighten his grip around her waist. When Lee got to the front of the line the man at the entrance asked him his name and then wrote in down on a name tag that he placed on the front of Lee's shirt. Lee acted like he had felt a slight electric shock after the nametag was applied. "What is this for? Afraid that the ride will make me so disoriented that I'll come off not knowing who I am?" Asked Lee joking. "Something like that." Answered the man. With that Lee got on the ride and was strapped in. Soon the ride started spinning round and round, faster and faster. As it went faster the screams started getting louder. Then for about a moment as the ride seemed to hit its peak there was an eerie silence. Then the ride started to slow down a bit and the screams started up again, but this time they were even louder than before. I went over to the man operating the ride and asked him what was going on. "Oh the Tilt A Whirl is designed to spin so fast that at it's peak speed it rips the soul right out of the body. The souls are left spinning in the center as their body's spin around them. Since you can't have soulless bodies survive for too long, we slow the ride down a bit and allow the souls to go back to the first body it finds. If you are lucky you will return to your own body, but most likely you won't. We also place people on the ride boy girl/ boy girl to increase the chance of also changing sex." "But wouldn't people be upset to suddenly be someone else." "When body swapping first started that was a problem and most people couldn't cope with their new identity. That where the id badge comes in. It captures all the basic information one needs to know to feel comfortable in your new body. Research has found that memories are stored in the brain, not the soul, but the sense of who you really are and what makes you a unique person is stored in the soul. That basic identity information is copied from your brain patterns to a chip in the id badge before you go on the ride and relayed back to the brain soon after the person has stabilized in his or her new body. Since you now have a sense of the identity as well as the memories of who you are now, it is must easier to accept your new body and situation. After a while, it will be as if your personality was born into your new body instead of your old one and you will be comfortable in and be able to adapt quickly to your new life. It's a technique that was perfected after many years of research at the Ye Old Body Shoppe product development center. Oh time to let everyone off. I wonder who your friend is now." It didn't take long for me to find out which body Lee was in now, the short teenage girl with the huge tits that I noticed before in line came walking up to me. "Hi Eric, guess who? It's me Lee, well actually it's now Lorraine. Like I should be upset at being a girl but for some reason it just feels right. And will you just look at these tits. Good old mother nature, I won't have to watch Christy Canyon movies anymore. I just have to come home and pull down the shades." With that she lifted up her halter-top and flashed me her tits. She had nipples that looked like eggs sunny side up. "Will you stop that." "Hey look, if I had to be a girl I might as well become one with big tits. At least I won't worry about having to get laid anymore. This body is equipped for anything." "You can say that again babe." Said a teenaged girl named Susan who walked up from behind and put her arm around Lee, err Lorraine. I recognized her as the taller girl who was waiting with Lorraine to get on the ride. I could only guess who was in that cute body now. "You aren't acting like my girlfriend Susan." Said Lorraine. 'No, there is a new Susan in town or at least in this body. I was the guy behind you who was trying to pick you up before. I am finding that there is one advantage to being a girl, I can cop a feel whenever I want. Well I wanted to be your boyfriend but I guess I will have to settle for being your girlfriend. Hey Lorraine, let's say maybe we could try some lesbian action later." Said Susan. "I am not that kind of girl. Being rather new to this I am not sure yet what kind of girl I am, but I can definitely rule out that." Said Lorraine. Then a voice yelled out for Susan and Lorraine to come join them. "Hey look that's my folks, er her folks. I guess I better go back with them. I can't be Lee anymore looking like this, so I guess I will have to try to be her. Look here's my new number, keep in touch. It might be cool to have a boyfriend in college." Said Lorraine with a wink as she scribbled down some numbers on the back of a Fictionmania Land flyer. Then she, followed closely by Susan walked off in the direction of a waiting couple in their forties. It didn't take long for the new "Lee" to find me. The whining woman who was standing in front of Lee was who was now in his body. "Hi Eric, I guess I have to be with you now." Said the new Lee holding back sniffles. "Who were you?" "I was Sally Solomon, the guy who was with me was my fiancee. I was a twenty-eight year old woman before and do you know how long it look for me to find a guy to marry me, ten fuckin' years. Now no guy will marry me." "Maybe not but maybe a woman will. But now that you have Lee's body waiting another ten years wouldn't be out of the realm of possibility." "And I will have to go to college again. I was so sick of school when I graduated. Now I have to do the whole fucking thing all over again." She definitely wasn't taking this as well as Lee/Lorraine did. I guess her mental state was playing havoc with the identity stabilizing effect of the nametag. Maybe if I could get him/her to relax for a few minutes, it might start to take effect. "Look why don't you sit down on a bench and take it easy for a few minutes and calm down." Lee realized that it might help and sat down on a bench still looking depressed. If that wasn't enough to deal with, I felt a tap on my back. "What's happening Bro'?" I turned around and there was a beautiful black woman who sort of resembled a young Pam Grimmer. Her blouse was unbuttoned at the top showing off a generous amount of dark creamy cleavage. If I wasn't so upset I would have been turned on. "Who are you?" "I am Tony or well now I am Tonya." "You became a black woman?" "Had to Bro' to get into the program. They found that young kids react better to a black woman than a black male and definitely better than a white anything. So they gave me some DNA shit to change me. They at least let me choose what black woman I wanted to look like, so of course I chose Pam Grier. Besides I will only stay like this until I graduate and I have finished my tutoring. That is unless I decide I like being a black woman and want to stay that way or I get pregnant by letting some big black dude fill me with his babycream. " "I can't believe this." "You saw that girl Latoya. Two years ago she was a guy just like me and he was even more of a geek. Now she is popular, very happy, and says that black sex is the best kind of sex you can have. Besides I won't have to be working four jobs anymore or be slaving away almost every night to Mr. Jones down at Burger World. Hey becoming black has set me free." "Can this get anymore unreal?" "What was that crack? And why is Lee over here crying? Hey Lee why are you acting like some jive motherfucker? Hey I just realized that saying jive motherfucker is so much more powerful when you are black. Jive motherfucker, you are such a jive motherfucker." "Leave me alone." Said Lee on the bench still not fully himself, what an understatement. If all this weren't enough, I felt nature calling. "Look you two, it is almost five. We will be leaving soon. I have to go to the bathroom. So just stay here and wait for me okay?" I said. They both nodded. The restroom area was not that far away. When I got there, I noticed that there were three different bathrooms with doors labeled Men, Women, and Not Yet Sure. Being of strong gender identity, I went into the Men's room. Once inside I heard one man giving another instructions on how to use the urinal. "You just hold it here and aim." Said the first man. "It was a lot easier just sitting down." Said the other. I did my business quickly and got out of there. When I was coming out, I was knocked down by someone who either really had to pee or who wanted to see what was now inside his pants. I stumbled trying to get back up and found myself stumbling into the door of the building next door and ending up on the floor. As I looked up I saw what looked to be a man with a beard wearing some sort of a bathrobe behind a counter. For a moment I thought it could actually be the fabled old man of Spells R Us, but the face was too smooth and young looking and the beard looked false. He was waiting on a boy who looked to be about fifteen with greasy dark hair and pretty bad acne. He looked down over at me and motioned to the customer he was waiting on that nothing was wrong. "I will be with you in a moment. Take your time getting up. Now where were we?" "Look, whenever we play Spin The Bottle at parties none of the girls will kiss me. I realize that I have bad skin, but it starting to clear. But besides I want people to notice the inner me." "I can sense that there is one girl in particular that you would like to kiss. Am I right?" "Right, her name is Jane Bradley, she is so hot. I would do anything to get into her panties. You are a certainly a wiz, Wiz." "It's my job. Now let me see if we have something around her to help you. Ah here is just the thing." The supposed old man reached behind the counter and pulled out a bottle with a small metal antenna coming out of the top. "What is that? It looked like an ordinary bottle with a piece of metal in it." "Oh looks are always deceptive. This is a very special bottle. This metal piece on top is a homing device that will guarantee that the bottle will point to whomever you tell it to. Just say her name before you spin and it will end up pointing to the girl you want." "And then I will be able not only to kiss her but get into her panties." "Jerry, you will be able to get into any pair of panties that she owns." "Wow, how much?" "Five dollars and a nickel deposit on the bottle, state law." As I got up from the floor, the boy handed the money to the old man and hurried out smiling with his new purchase. "Now can I help you James, is it?" "Eric, Eric Jones, you aren't the real old man are you?" "No, the real old man rarely ventures out of the main Spells R Us store. Here at the Fictionmania Land branch, we are just a licensed franchise of Hart Enterprises. And I am but a student of magic at Roswell University. That is why I couldn't get your name right. You see you don't learn mind reading until just before you graduate. If you learned it earlier you could read your teacher's mind for the test results and they don't allow that. But anyway I will state that I have been approved for this position by the old man himself and the Vice President of Hart Enterprises, Mr. Hart's son Stanley. I would have been approved by Mr. Hart himself, if he were there. However, he was off the week I came in for training as he was supervising the launch of his new company ReGenesis Inc." "But I have heard about this place. That there is some catch with everything you sell. Like what was the trick with that bottle that you just sold that boy?" "Nothing that he didn't already ask for. He wanted to get into her panties, well whichever two people the bottle points to will immediately switch bodies. Now he will, as I said, be able to get into any of her panties that he wants to. He wanted people to notice his inner self, now they will. They will notice that it is in another body. You see there is no trick here, just like any smart business men I give the customer what they want. Now what do you want." "I just want to get out of this crazy place." "I could tell that you looked burned out by everything that has been going on as soon as you came in. You need an escape to a simpler place. I know just the place. It's a very old fashioned town. Some of the residents can trace their roots back hundreds, no thousands of years. Their hospitality is legendary. They also have some of the finest Greek and Italian restaurants that you can find anywhere outside of the old country. Of course it's not all bliss, they do have a few shady characters there, but you can easily spot them. Here let me get you the tickets." The old man went in the back of the store and came back with three airline tickets and stuffed them in a large brown envelope. He laid it on the counter. "Why three tickets?" "Well you have a wife and daughter now. You wouldn't want to leave them at home while you go off having fun?" "I thought you couldn't read minds. How did you know that?" "While I was getting the tickets in back I checked you out on the Fictionmania computer system. They list all the transformations done on your group that you have taken responsibility for. It's almost five thirty you should be going over to the main desk and pick them up." "Yipes, you are right. How much do I owe you?" "They are free, I get a kickback from their chamber of commerce for sending them new people." "Thank you." I hurried back to get Lee and Tonya. Lee seemed a bit more composed and Tonya, well she was humming the theme song to "Get Christy Love". I told them we were leaving and that we had to stop by the main desk to pick of the other two members of our group. "Oh I am glad to be getting out of here. I just want to go back to the dorm and rest." Said Lee, more like himself but still whining. When we got to the main desk I noticed that the three kids, well two kids and their transformed father that I had seen in Cleo's Hall Of Mirrors were already there. All the kids had colorful pinwheels in their hands. They were being picked up by a woman in her forties that I presumed was the children's mother. I noticed that the older girl who was actually the father was acting completely like a girl. She didn't even seem to remember the fact that she supposed to be the husband/father. Instead she just bit her lip, giggled, and twirled around on the ball of her foot. "Excuse me, didn't that used to be your husband?" I asked. "Well what of it?" She replied. "Wouldn't you want to have him transformed back. There is still time." "Why, she seems happy as a she. And besides our marriage was over anyway. I knew that he was cheating on me. Look my husband has always liked blonde bimbos, now he can grow up and be one." And with that she went back to the desk, removed her designated non- transmute bracelet, gathered up her children and left the park. After she had left Bambi and Melody arrived. "Hi Daddy. I had a lot of fun on the rides today." Said Melody as she ran up and hugged me. "Hi honey." Said Bambi as she gave me a great big kiss. "Bambi and Melody I would like you meet some friends from school. This is Lee and this is Tonya. So are we all ready to go home?" They are replied yes so I went to the man at the desk to return my bracelet. Before I could give it to him, he reached down and gave a colorful pinwheel to Melody. "Here's a little something for you little girl." Said the man. Melody started to blow on it. It had a male face on one side and a female on the other and as it twirled around they seemed to blend together. What an appropriate souvenir I thought. "Boy that is really nifty." Said Bambi fascinated by the bright colors. "No ma'am. That's really Fictionmania Land. Although I have heard that Nostromo is negotiating for the rights for Euro-Fictionmania Land. Right now it is between him and some guy named Thomas who is the President of TSA." Said the man at the desk. " Well all I have to do is give you the bracelet and we can go. Is there going to be any problem with the fact that these two were not my wife and child when they came in here?" I asked. "No sir, when you leave the gate reality will be tweaked to take care of the new facts. It's just one of the many services that we offer our visitors here at Fictionmania Land. Because of some of the lingering effects of the bracelet you may still remember things as they were before for the next twenty-four hours." said the man at the desk. I dropped off the bracelet and the five of us walked out of the park. After I was outside the gate I felt a tingling in my pants. I reached in and pulled out the keys to a Ford mini-van. I didn't even have a car while I was on campus. My wallet felt fatter and I pulled it out too. I looked at my driver's license and noticed that I now lived off campus in the apartments reserved for married students. I was also now three years older. I guess it was easier to believe that I got Bambi pregnant when she was 17 instead of fourteen. I also noticed that there were some baby pictures of Melody and I had vague memories of taking them. I returned the items to my pocket and looked up, there were Bambi and Melody standing by the car. It was a good thing because I never would have recognized it. "Well are we leaving or not? I want to be back at the dorm by seven." Whined Lee. "Well hop in." I said. I dropped Lee and Tonya off at their dorms and went to my new apartment. It seemed like home even though I knew I had never been there before. I noticed that all the books I had for my classes were there although now they were piled up on the dining room table. At least some things stayed the same. Melody was tired, so Bambi went to tuck her in bed. I went into our bedroom and pulled out the tickets that I had gotten from the man at Spell R Us. It would be good to get away I thought. It was almost time for summer recess. It would be good to go some place more old fashioned, less stressful, some place far away from all this transgender mumbo jumbo. As I looked at the tickets spread out on our dresser, one thought went through my mind. "Just where in the hell was Ovid?" (the end)