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Eftom Predators By Sue Kidder It is a tough time to be a woman. I was not always a woman, but when the Great Shift happened two years ago, I and many other males had to adjust to a sudden change of gender. And for every male who found 'him'self occupying a female body, there was usually a female who was discovering 'her' new masculine attributes. For a while, chaos reigned. Many people died when they suddenly found themselves in control of a vehicle or aircraft they did not know how to handle. Others died because they were in the path of such an out-of- control vehicle or found themselves as passengers. Some died before their time because they were swapped into bodies that were far older than their original bodies. Many people just simply vanished, their body still alive and occupied, but their personality (or soul) forever gone. While many people were swapped with others who were miles away, most swaps happened in fairly close proximity. A few lucky souls in nursing homes, for example, found themselves in possession of bodies much younger than they had previously, when they swapped with the nursing staff. Some unlucky students in schools found themselves suddenly decades older than their classmates when they swapped with the teachers. But most swaps were lateral as far as ages went, with most age differences being just a few years plus or minus. Schoolchildren swapping in a classroom, husbands and wives swapping, etc. So the effects of the Great Shift could have been much worse. I was Jack Longley, a twenty-two year old college student who had the misfortune (or good luck? Who knows?) to find myself in possession of the body of a very attractive nineteen year old coed. The coed's wallet identified her as Marla Kinsey. I recognized her building as the girl's dormitory, which sat next door to the boy's dormitory where I had lived. As soon as I managed to gather my wits about me and realize that I was not the only person this amazing event had affected, I ran to my dormitory to find my body. I was not sure what I expected to do once I found it, but it seemed somehow important to learn what had become of it. For all I knew, it might be dead; the news reports were bewildering but seemed to agree that many people were dying because of this disaster. On the way to the boy's dormitory, it occurred to me that maybe I did not want to know what had become of my original body. If it were not dead, then it would very likely be occupied by somebody who might not be happy to meet me. I had a horrible thought that my body might be inhabited by ME -- that somehow all the memories and personality currently residing within the body of Marla Kinsey might just be a copy of the original Jack Longley. If that were true, then I would have lost everything; I would not be able to reclaim my property (such as it was), my academic credits, my family, nothing! I suddenly realized that while I was running toward the boy's dormitory, many of the boys were running in my direction. One of them looked familiar and I recognized my body! I ran to intercept him, hoping that he was carrying the memories and personality of Marla Kinsey. He saw me approaching him and said, "Marla! Do you know what has happened? I'm Shirley Flint! Do you know where my body is?" I was disappointed. If it had been Marla it would have greatly simplified both our lives, and we could have helped each other adapt if this switch could not be reversed. I told Shirley that I was the original owner of his body and still considered myself the owner of Jack's computer, bankbook, car, and other possessions. I agreed that I had no reasonable claim on Jack's clothing, since little of it would fit my new body. This discussion happened while Shirley invaded the girl's dorm looking for his original body. He finally found it and learned that it was inhabited by a girl named Wanda Simpson, who had lived two rooms down the hall. The original Marla Kinsey never identified herself and I never learned what became of her. I could only assume she was among the unfortunate many that died during the panic following the Great Shift. Eventually the chaos diminished and life settled down to something approaching normalcy. People adapted. What was left of the government created identity cross-references so people could track down family members and friends. Property was distributed where possible to the original owners, whatever bodies they found themselves inhabiting, after they identified themselves. Disputes over identity and property were handled in the courts, although even after two years there were almost two hundred people claiming to be Bill Gates -- including the current resident of Gates' body who insists he was among the few people who did not switch. I managed to establish my identity and regained possession of my meager properties and most importantly my academic credits. After working toward my degree for four years, I would have hated to start over. The college closed down for a month until things could be restarted and I resumed my education, graduating as a twenty-year-old woman with a four-year degree. Many people opted to keep their original names, so it became common to meet men named Becky, Marsha, or Sandra, or women named Fred, Tom, or Charles. I decided to keep my name, thinking a girl named Jack would fit right into this new society. Big mistake, as it turned out. Due to the Great Shift, new words were added to the lexicon. Females who became males were known as 'eftoms' -- eff-to-ems. Males who became females were known briefly as 'emtofs,' but that word did not catch on. Almost immediately we were called exmen and the term stuck, in spite of Marvel Comics' litigious consternation over the corruption of their 'X- Men' trademark. After the initial shock wore off and people started adjusting to their altered circumstances and lifestyles, the gender-switched began to realize that they were going to have to come to terms with their new genders and sexuality. For months you could see women dressed as men and trying to behave as men. Some men could be seen wearing women's clothing and attempting to continue a feminine lifestyle in spite of their masculine physiology and appearance. People were very uncomfortable with a man acting like a woman, even if they knew the man had been a female before the Great Shift. And effeminate men soon discovered that their mincing behavior was hazardous to their health, especially if they tried to seduce a man who had always been male. It just didn't work. For the sake of their sanity, the eftoms had to become men as much as they were able. And we exmen had to learn to be women. The eftoms soon discovered that men no longer had any appeal to them sexually, but women were suddenly very interesting. The exmen likewise found that a pretty face, shapely legs, a well-rounded butt, or a magnificent bosom just did not draw their attention anymore, but a skinny butt, angular features, muscular arms, and a prominent bulge in the crotch were becoming very attractive. Shortly after I graduated and began my career with a large corporation whose name you would surely recognize I realized that I had to do something. Before the Great Shift I had definite educational and professional goals, but only a vague notion about marriage and family. That could wait, I figured, and would probably work itself out in due course. No doubt I would eventually meet a woman who satisfied my requirements for a wife and the mother of my children, and we would get married. Offspring would surely result, and my life would follow a path very similar to my father's life. If it did not happen immediately, so what? A man can wait for decades if he is not happy with the females he encounters. In fact, an older man is usually better equipped to afford and provide for a family. So marriage and family was not a priority in my life. Then the Great Shift happened, and the rules changed. Suddenly I was a woman and my biological clock was ticking. I realized that a family and children were very important to me and I no longer had decades to look for a mate. I would have to bear my children myself, and a woman needs to have her kids while she is in her prime reproductive years to improve the odds of having healthy babies. Like it or not, the hunt was on. Men had been hitting on me ever since the Great Shift. I politely turned them down, always trying to be sensitive of their feelings. I remember what it was like to ask a pretty girl for a date when I was a man. I knew it often took courage for the guy to ask a girl out, and even a gentle refusal was a disappointment. I could not bring myself to bruise their egos if I didn't have to. And I did not want to date men. It seemed somehow perverted in spite of the obvious fact that I was now the 'opposite' sex. After two years of being a woman, learning to live as a woman, seeing the world react to me and treat me as a woman, and having my body and brain marinated constantly in female hormones, I finally decided I was ready to re-enter the dating game. I became more receptive to approaches by men, realizing that I needed to start looking for a potential mate. It was not as easy as I expected. The guys still hit on me, but as soon as we got past the preliminaries and introduced ourselves, that would be the end of it. "By the way, my name is Gerald Arken," one guy said after we had shared a table at the shopping mall's food court where we met. "Hi, I'm Jack Longley," I said. His posture changed slightly, giving almost the appearance of a defensive attitude. "You're an exman?" "Well, yeah," I admitted. "Uh, how old were you at the Great Shift?" he asked. "I was twenty-two. Why do you ask?" "That makes you twenty-four now. It's been nice meeting you, but I don't go out with older women," he said. Men have such strange hang-ups. Never mind that I was physically younger than he was, he used my age to justify bolting from the food court, leaving me sitting there. It was easy to see that he was more freaked about my previous gender than my age. You'd think that two years after the Great Shift people would have come to terms with the idea of gender-switched folks. The eftoms and exmen had to deal with it, but people who did not switch or who switched into bodies of the same gender are still having problems with it. The Great Shift had proven a windfall to psychiatrists, psychologists, and counselors of every kind. Nobody could count the number of books published advising eftoms and exmen how to cope with their new genders and lifestyles. These books were equaled by the titles exploring the gender hangups of the non-switched population. Men, it seems, view exmen with suspicion and distrust. Theories abound that they were concerned that an exman would be resentful of her situation, and hard to fool because she would know how a man really thinks. Men feared that an exman would constantly be competing with them and trying to become the dominant partner. They thought an exman would think of herself as the 'husband' and would emasculate and even feminize her mate. All nonsense, of course. The previous scene, or variations of it, happened often enough to be very discouraging. The men who did not run when they found out I was an exman all too often saw it as their duty to introduce me to the pleasures of womanhood. Dozens of dates were aborted early when the guy started getting too close or kept suggesting in inventively euphemistic ways that I should let him make a 'real woman' of me. I'm not that kind of girl! It began to look like I would have better luck with an eftom. After all, who would better understand a woman than a man who used to be one? Surely an eftom would be sensitive, caring, and patient -- as well as sympathetic to the plight of an exman. As luck would have it, I learned that Shirley Flint had just signed on with my company. I decided to see if I could look him up and maybe develop a friendship. Perhaps things would progress from there. Maybe my hopes were too optimistic or unrealistic, but I was driven by a fantasy of possibly marrying my original body, having kids, and thus perpetuate the genes I was born with. Since I could not be the father of 'my' kids, it might be possible to become their mother. I found Shirley in the company cafeteria sitting by himself. I guess he was still new enough in the company that he had not made many friends yet. I selected a salad and orange juice and sat across from him at his table. "Hi, Shirley," I greeted him. "Fancy meeting you here." He looked up at me, puzzled briefly. Then, "Oh, hi, Marla. No! It's Jack, isn't it?" "That's right. It's good to see you again. And I'm happy to see that you've kept my body in good condition," I said. He smiled. "Yeah, this is a great body! After the initial shock wore off I really started to enjoy being a man." "I know what you mean. Once I accepted that I was going to be a woman for the rest of my life, I began to see the good things about it. Anything else would have driven me crazy. That's not to say I wouldn't swap back in an instant if it were possible," I said. "Don't get any ideas," he grinned. "Even if it were possible to swap again, you aren't getting this body back! It's mine now, and I'm keeping it. I see you've kept Marla's body in great shape too. You'd be crazy to give that up. You look good!" "Thanks." I smiled at the compliment. The ice was broken, and we enjoyed the rest of our lunch. Shirley brought me up to date with his life. He had been a couple years behind me and just graduated this spring. The Great Shift had given me a couple of years, but it had cost him a couple. He is physically two years older than I am, even though I was born two years before 'she' was, in our previous lives. Since his specialty was also sought after by the company, he was offered a position immediately upon graduation. He worked in a different department, but we would be in fairly close proximity nearly every day. When we returned to work after lunch, I felt like a friendship had been ignited. Over the next several weeks we saw each other frequently and often ate lunch together. After some maybe not-so-subtle probing I learned that Shirley did not have a girlfriend, although he had dated occasionally and had even experimented sexually. When Shirley did not pick up on my many hints, I decided to push our friendship to the next stage. I made some preparations, and the next day at lunch, "Shirley, I have a couple of big steaks that my parents gave me. It is far too much for me, so I thought I might cook a dinner for two tonight. Would you have dinner with me?" He seemed slightly startled, as if he was not used to women asking him for a date. I could see the idea percolating in his mind as he studied my invitation. He smiled and said, "I'd be delighted, Jack. When do you want me there?" "How about seven-thirty?" "I'll be there," he said. I gave him my address and telephone number. I went straight home after work. On the way home a car that had a bumper sticker reading "Shift Happens" passed me. I wondered what that driver's story was. There are so many stories of the Great Shift. Sad stories, tragic stories, happy stories, and strange stories. My own story may be rather bland compared to many, but I am still hoping it will have a happy ending. Home finally and took a quick shower. I debated whether to dress seductively or casually, finally opting for a casual look of jeans and a nice blouse. This friendship may eventually blossom into a passionate romance, but I did not want to rush it. For this date, I wanted to present an image of a girl-next-door who was comfortable in her gender and capable of cooking for and entertaining a gentleman. I was hoping this would be the first of many dates. Shirley showed up promptly at seven-thirty. I was impressed with his punctuality, all the more since I knew he was an eftom. My experience with women, before I became one, was that they were rarely on time for anything. I suspected their mothers taught them that it was 'mysterious and seductive' to keep the man waiting, though it only annoyed me. After the Great Shift, I swore I would never use that tactic. He brought flowers and a bottle of wine. "You're looking good, Jack. And that dinner smells wonderful!" "Thank you, Shirley." I put the flowers into a vase. "Thanks for the wine, but I should have told you I don't drink." "Not even a little bit?" he asked. "I'm afraid not. There is a history of alcoholism in my family, and I figure the only way to escape becoming an alcoholic myself is to avoid all forms of the stuff." "Okay, but remember that you are no longer biologically related to the alcoholics in your family since the Great Shift," he said. "That's true," I agreed. "But old habits die hard. I don't know how Marla's family copes with alcohol, and I don't want to risk it. I've seen too much of what alcoholism can do to individuals and families. Complete abstinence may be a drastic remedy, but I am resolved that I will never end up the way my grandfather and some of my uncles did." "You're right, that is a drastic remedy. A little sip every now and then never hurt anybody. Maybe you'll share some with me after dinner?" "No thanks. And don't forget, if my family has a biological tendency toward alcoholism, you are now in line to inherit that legacy. You may want to consider abstinence too," I pointed out. "Nah, I can handle it. If you won't drink with me, then I'll drink by myself," he said. "If you insist." I poured some of his wine into a plain tumbler, since I did not own any fancy wineglasses. "Bring it to the table. Dinner is served." Since becoming female, I have learned how to cook. I knew it would be expected of me, and I had always wanted to learn anyway. My dinner turned out very well, and Shirley confirmed it by finishing his plate and complimenting me on the meal. I refilled his glass and suggested, "Why don't you go into the living room while I tidy up a bit?" "Don't keep me waiting," he said. I threw the leftovers into the refrigerator and the dishes into the dishwasher. I found Shirley in the living room sipping on his wine and channel surfing on the television. "I notice you have an interesting variety of DVD movies in your collection. Since you were a guy, I expected to see the action and adventure movies, but you have several 'chick-flicks' in your collection also," he observed. "Yeah, my tastes have changed over the past couple of years. Do you see one you would like to watch?" "Nah. Let's cut to the chase and stop wasting time," he said. "What do you mean?" I asked, although I was getting an unpleasant feeling that I already knew. "Enough of the game playing. I am a man and you used to be one. It is obvious that you asked me here for sex. Well, I'm ready and willing," he said. Shirley took a quick step toward me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pinning my arms to my sides. He kissed me on the lips, much more forcibly than I felt comfortable with, and I could feel his tongue trying to force itself between my lips. I jerked my head back and said, "No! This is not what I wanted. You're moving much too fast! Let me go!" "Come on, you know you want it. Just because you wear pantyhose now instead of boxers doesn't mean you don't still think like a man. Men only want sex, and I am here to give you what you want." I could smell the wine on his breath. I did not think he had drunk enough to really be inebriated yet, but with his biological tendency toward alcoholism I wondered if the small amount affected him more than it would have affected someone else. I also wondered if he had been drinking before he arrived. He refused to release me, and was beginning to hold me with one hand while fondling my breasts with the other. He started unbuttoning my blouse. "That's enough!" I told him. "Let me go!" "What kind of prude are you?" he asked. "You've been a woman for two years and never yet indulged yourself in the ultimate feminine experience? Well brace yourself; you are going to learn what being female is all about!" "I'm not going to be raped by the likes of you," I told him. He was still holding me face-to-face in a grip I could not break. So I did the only thing I could think of. I brought my knee up between his legs as hard and as fast as I could. There was a sharp intake of breath and he pushed me away. His eyes were huge and his mouth was wide open. He grabbed his crotch with both hands and collapsed on the floor, doubled up in obviously excruciating pain. Then he screamed. As soon as he pushed me away I ran to the door and opened it. His scream echoed down the hallway and brought my neighbors running. I was on the verge of tears and some of the women comforted me. A couple of their husbands stood over Shirley and asked me what I wanted them to do with him. "Just get him out of here. I never want to see him again," I told them. They gave Shirley a few minutes to recover enough to get back on his feet. Then they escorted him outside and explained to him in very explicit language just how dangerous it would be for him ever to be seen in this neighborhood again. This whole episode was a crushing disappointment to me. Even the knowledge that eftoms lack the almost instinctive compulsion to protect their testicles did little to cheer me up. It had been a gamble, but in hindsight it made sense that an eftom did not grow up learning to shield the most vulnerable masculine organs from accidental or deliberate attack. I would be willing to bet that Shirley won't be caught like that again, but his carelessness this time saved me from being raped. I took a perverse pleasure out of the idea that I had introduced Shirley to the 'ultimate masculine experience,' even if it was not the one he was hoping for. I could not let this misadventure deter me. Obviously, eftoms were not going to be the sympathetic and understanding potential mates that I envisioned. Certainly not all of them, anyway. Separating the good eftoms from the bad eftoms is evidently going to be every bit as hard as evaluating any other kind of man. I resolved to change my name, however. Jack has been a disadvantage, tagging me for an exman before I could even get a chance to know someone. As soon as the paperwork is done and the court agrees, I will become Marla Longley. If necessary or expedient, I can pretend to be a 'born' girl until I decide whether to reveal my pre-Great Shift identity to my prospective mate. Just thinking about doing that makes me feel deceitful, but I've come to believe it is necessary. I'm not giving up. I will find a mate and I will have beautiful children and a wonderful family. If it is within the realm of possibility, I intend to live happily ever after. It may not be easy, but let the hunt resume! Yes, it is a tough time to be a woman. But then, I suspect it has ALWAYS been tough to be a woman. The End. Author's Notes: My thanks to Morpheus for the loan of his Great Shift universe. My thanks also to Terry Sarkel for her work in reading and editing this little tale.

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