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Written by Phoebos THE SHOES MAKE THE WOMAN This is my third work now and could turn into a whole series of unrelated stories if people tend to like the idea. If you need to contact me for any reason my email is [email protected] Please let me know how I can improve my writing so that it is more enjoyable for everyone. My girlfriend is quite possibly the smartest person on the face of the planet, or the most insane depending on who you talked to. It also doesn't hurt that she looks really good. Not amazing but she just seemed to look great no matter what she was doing. She was 5'4 with deep raven, black hair. Her body was rather toned considering how much time she spent in the lab and her chest was just the right size for her body. She graduated at the top of her class from MIT and had job offers from literally thousands of companies around to world, not to mention from the government. Instead of taking these job offers, she opened her own business and quickly found herself making millions of dollars each year. I should probably explain how the two of us met. We met when I rolled my car in a snow storm a few winters ago. She was in the car behind me being the first one on the scene of the accident. I was fine, except for a major concussion, and really came out the better for it because my insurance got me a new car and she gave me her number. When we first went out I had no idea who she was. How could I? I'm not exactly Mr. Brains and have never had more than a lower level management job. When I found out who she was I was naturally surprised, though it changed nothing. We dated for a few years and then when we agreed to move in together we moved into her house instead of my apartment. You could say it was a shot to the ego but let's be honest, her house is freaking amazing and I can take a bit of a hit to my male pride in order to move into her big house. And when I say big, I mean big. Her house has 10 rooms, 5 bathrooms, a pool, some of the most amazing entertainment systems I have ever seen, and her full laboratory full of so many different technologies I can't even begin to comprehend what they do. As our relationship continued to progress we decided that I should quit my job to help her in her lab. Another hit to my pride but honestly, it's been great. I can work with the love of my life on a daily basis and whenever she needs a hand with something I can help out. Most of my help really was just cleaning up for her or doing menial tasks. I can't even begin to keep up with her when she starts talking about technical stuff but I can keep her good company. My little help seems to help her clear her mind when she has a problem really bugging her. Recently, she has been having me tend to her new plants that she is growing. In an attempt to help solve the issue of desertification she had biologically designed some plants that literally grow better in sand, the sandier the better. They are amazing to see and apparently they will save thousands of people from being displaced, or so I hear from CNN. "Hey honey," I said as I watched her come up from her dungeon laboratory. "Yea hi," she said noticeably angered. "Uh oh, what's wrong?" I said walking to her. "I'm so sick of having my ideas shot down because they are not mainstream or they push the line too far." "What do you mean? What happened?" I said. This wasn't the first time she has had an idea shot down just because it pushed the line just a bit too far. "Well I have been working on these special shoes." "Shoes? That seems a bit off from your usual area of work." "Not when you look at what the shoes do," she said. It was obvious I deflected her anger enough and now she was going to do what she does best, go into a technical explanation of what the shoes do and how they could benefit society. "What do they do?" "Well these are a very special type of shoe. They are what I call "hyper smart shoes". They combine noetic science with an app for cellphones." "Noetic Science?" I asked. I remember the name from somewhere but didn't think anything of it because it was just so crazy. "It's the idea that thoughts affect real life. The idea first came up when the internet became popular. Popular feelings on the internet started to become reality so scientists began to experiment with it. It's just no one has really been able to make it effective until recently." "That sounds pretty farfetched, even for you," I said doubtingly. "That's what that stupid CEO said." Her anger was visibly rising again. "Ok, so I'll accept it's real so what do the shoes do?" I said once again trying to deflect her anger. "Well they take what a person thinks while looking at a special app and make them happen with the shoes. It's just that I'm not sure guys would enjoy what they do." "What do they do?" "Well," she said pausing, "these shoes change anyone who is kicked by them into a girl." "They what?" I said shocked. "That's impossible." "No, really! The app on the cell phone allows you to pick everything about the person who is about to be changed. Then you look at the icon and kick the person in the crotch. The kicking motion creates a field around the tip of the shoe that causes the shoe to go inside the person's crotch without damaging any tissue. From there the shoes use a hypersonic field to deconstruct and then reconstruct the person. When you pull the shoe out, the changes finish and then the person is a girl." "You have to be kidding me," I said in disbelief. "I'm not! Want to see?" she said looking up at me. "Not particularly," I said. "Oh," she said slightly disappointed. "Why did you make these?" I asked rather curious as to why she would think it a good idea to make something like this. "Well, I figured it would be a good anti-rape device for women. The shoes are very noticeable so anyone who was thinking about raping a girl would think again if they knew they would end up as a girl." "That's very noble actually. Why did it get turned down?" "The CEO thought that the shoes would be abused. They figured that women would just go around kicking every guy who they hated in the crotch to teach them a lesson." "That's actually a good point. I could see that happening more often than the shoes being used as an anti-rape device." "Really?" she said with a sudden spark in her eye. "Yea, actually. Your original idea is great but somehow I think this would end up being abused." "I see what you mean. Thanks, honey!" she said as she ran up and kissed me before disappearing to her dungeon again. "Okkkkk...." I said to myself as I watched her leave. She was never one to be defeated and I knew this wasn't the last I would hear about this. A few hours later I would be proven right. "Hey, Matt!" I heard her say from behind me. I was standing in our garden watering our tomato plants when I heard her. "Yea?" I said turning around to see her standing at the edge of the house. "Come up here! I think I figured it out!" she said as she gleefully turned back into the house. Somehow I had a feeling that whatever she had figured out was bad and it would end up with me being another of her test subjects. "What did you figure out?" I said as I saw her in the living room. "The shoes! You were absolutely right about what would happen with them so I decided to change the programming. Now instead of being an anti-rape device I can market the shoes to women to help them with guys who just don't understand them." "Whoa, whoa, whoa. You will do what with the shoes now?" I said worried that she was about to unleash some sort of monster to the world. "I figured that it would be better and help society if I did this. Now these shoes can be so much more than what I had originally thought they could be. And I owe it all to you!" She said as she ran over and gave me a very deep kiss. "That wasn't exactly what I was saying....." I said but it was too late. She had her mind set and there was nothing I could do. "I know but you inspired me! These shoes are going to be so amazing. There's just one problem," she said looking at me. I instantly knew the problem, she didn't know if they worked and wanted to test them. "Oh no, no no no," I said moving away from her slightly. "Fine," she said depressed. "Will you at least look at the app on the phone? I was able to tweak it to have quite a few more options actually." "I really don't think I should be involved with this. It's just wrong." "What is? Turning guys into girls?" "Absolutely. No one should be able to decide for another what gender they will be, let alone someone who may have ulterior motives for doing it." "That's a good point actually......why don't I put on some sort of timer?" "Timer?" "Yea, a built in timer to the app and shoes that make it so the changes cannot be permanent. They will only last say, 24 hours, before they wear off." "That's good but what is preventing them from being kicked again and just continuously being turned into a girl?" "Hmmm," she said and then went deep into thought. "Why not add in a restriction where the shoes can only work so often? So say they will only work once every week or so. Naturally these won't have those restrictions because they are my private ones, though." "You really are intent on making this work aren't you?" I said stepping back a bit. I could see she was determined to make this work and that nothing I could do would stop her. "You know me Matt; once I get my mind on something I see it through to the end. I just really need to test the shoes to make sure they work," she said looking at me with her puppy dog eyes. "You seriously can't expect me to willingly do this can you?" "You were willing to test out so many others of my inventions that put your life at risk. I don't see why you are so worried about something that has no chance at killing you." I could see her digging in her heels. There would be no winning this battle and I knew it. "Alright you win," I said defeated. "Yay! I knew you would help!" she said in a bubbly voice as she hugged me. "Now, stand there and spread your legs." "This better not hurt," I said as I took a few steps back and spread my legs. I don't think I have ever willingly been kicked in the crotch before and I wasn't sure how to prepare for what was coming. I watched her touching all sorts of things on her phone then look at me. "Ok, here we go....." she said as she took a few steps and swung her leg at high speed at my crotch. Instinctively I flinched expecting to feel pain but I felt none, instead I felt like I was sitting on the beach having the sun warm me up. "Ok, this is weird," I said as I looked down to see half of her foot inside of me. "Give it a second," she said as she watched my body. I couldn't really see what was happening but I could feel it. I felt as I shrunk and shrunk until I felt like I was 10 years old again. I felt as all of the muscles on my body vanished. I could feel my body shifting as my hips expanded and my butt expanded with it. I'm not sure what happened to my face but it felt warm and gooey as the changes affected that. The change that I felt the most was the growing weight on my chest. It started small but continued until my chest felt very heavy. As quickly as it started it all stopped. She pulled her foot out of me and I put my hands in my crotch confirming what I already knew, I was a girl. "How do you feel?" she said looking at me. "Um, very different," I said in a much higher voice. "Do you feel sick? Anything wrong?" "I'm not sure how I am supposed to feel but I feel very dizzy," I said even though I did not recognize the sound of my own voice. "Ok come here and sit down," she said as she helped me sit down on the couch. "This is amazing." "I...."I said before I fell back and fell asleep. When I woke up Staci was sitting next to me intently looking at her phone. I sat up and felt a shift on my chest and then looked down to see two large breasts. The sudden remembrance of what had happened caused me to totally wake up. "How do you feel?" she said looking over me intently. "Well, I'm not dizzy anymore and honestly, I feel fine," I said examining the new movement of my arms. "Ok, good. When you were asleep I did a few tests and everything looks fine. According to all of the data you are a perfectly healthy 21 year old girl." "Wait, you said 21? How did I lose four years in age?" "With this," she said holding the phone close so I could see it. "I expanded this app to do so many different things. One of them is to select the age of the person." "So you could make me any age you wanted?" I said slightly worried that this could have gone so much worse. "Or any other of the fields that I wanted to change," she said. "I can control anything with this app. For example, I have changed you into a 21 year old female. You have brown eyes and brown hair, you stand at 5'3. You have a size C chest and have what I would call a stunning ass. I have changed you into one very sexy girl." "Wow," I said examining myself. I couldn't help but grab my chest which instantly sent shockwaves through my body. "Enjoying it?" She said giggling slightly. "Anyway, not only have I changed your appearance but I have changed other things." "What other things?" I said worried she had done something very bad. "Ok, I want to test something. I want you to think of sex, hot steamy sex. Think of how you would want it and what you would do," I closed my eyes and started to think. I saw a couple of glasses of wine on a table and some candles slowly burning on the table. I could smell something very sweet and the atmosphere was amazing. I started to imagine what I would look like and I saw myself standing in a very sexy pair of lingerie that barely covered up my breasts and left little to the imagination. Then I saw a strong man slowly walk into the room. "WOAH!" I said snapping out of it. "What did you see?" she said very curious. "I saw me in sexy lingerie and a man walking in here to fuck me," I said slightly shaken. "Good! I'm glad it worked." "Wait you knew this? You made me gay?" "Well, technically you aren't gay if you wanted to sleep with a man. And yes, I did this. Don't worry though I just wanted to make sure it worked. I have a series of tests I want to run with you and then we will change you again for more tests." "How many tests are you going to run on me?" "Enough," she said. The next few hours consisted of me trying all sorts of different things. She tested my athletic ability, my ability to process situations, my preference for clothes and activities, and she even had me go to the bathroom to make sure the plumbing worked. All of the tests proved the same thing, I was a 21 year old girl. "Ok, can you change me back yet?" I said looking at her after the barrage of tests had finished. "Well, I'm not going to change you back just yet but I am going to change you," she said. I didn't even bother to argue this time and I spread my legs and prepared to be kicked. She kicked me and I felt the warm sensation flow over my body again. Except for that, I felt no changes and it happened all to quickly. "What happened? Is it broken?" I asked worried that I was still in the same body. "No, not at all. I just changed a few things that were not psychical. Don't worry so much about it," she said. "Now, I think you have spent far too much time in those clothes and need to wear something much more fitting of a girl with your figure." "Uhhhh," I said. I couldn't even get an argument out before she had dragged me to her massive closet. She rummaged through her closet before she found what she was looking for. She grabbed a very tight fitting dress that I didn't think would ever fit me. "Here, put this on," she said handing it to me. "Don't I get underwear?" I asked hesitating. "Well, you could wear panties but then you would have a line and this dress is designed for you to not need a bra, so no," "Oh," I said. I took off my lab clothes and managed to wiggle into the dress somehow. When I got it on I could feel just how tight it was against my body, not to mention short. It barely covered my ass and my chest was very visible. "Good! Now, let's go make some dinner," she said as she dragged me downstairs. Every time I walked, it felt like my dress was sliding up my ass and I was flashing the world, or in this case our house. I helped her make dinner and found that it was much more challenging than it was when I was a guy. Not because it was more difficult to cook but because it was more difficult to get everything. I had lost over a foot in height in the transition so now things I used to get with ease were slightly more challenging to get. Plus, there was the added difficulty of keeping my chest from knocking things over while trying to avoid my dress coming up to high. "This tastes so good," I said to Staci as we ate our dinner. We didn't really make anything special but for some reason it tasted much better. Not to mention that I have never had a glass of wine taste as good as the one I had with dinner was. "Can you take care of the dishes?" Staci asked as we finished eating. "Sure, no problem," I said to her. I picked up the table and did the dishes with relative ease. It felt good to clean everything up and when I was finished I observed my work with a sense of satisfaction. I went upstairs to see where Staci was and I entered the room to a bit of a surprise. Staci was standing in front of me in a very seductive outfit that barely covered her chest and crotch. "Like what you see?" she said to me seductively swaying over to me. "Actually, I do," I said as she kissed me. I expected to feel the normal reaction whenever she did this but instead was met with something totally different. Instead of growing hard I felt a tightness growing in my crotch. While the sensation was very different, it still felt very good. "Glad to hear it," she said pulling me with her to the bed. "Shall we?" "Yes," I said without realizing what I was doing. The next morning I woke up and felt as different as someone who had been a man 24 hours before and then had sex as a woman with a woman could be. The previous night's encounters were still fresh in my mind, and the soreness in my crotch was a reminder that I did in fact have sex as a woman. "Oh, good! You're awake," Staci said as she rolled over and kissed me. "Did you enjoy last night?" "I can't tell you how much I enjoyed it. I have never felt anything like that before. I just never realized you were a lesbian," I said honestly. "I'm glad to hear it, and I'm not a lesbian. I have been dating this really cute guy for quite some time remember?" "Good point," I said. I slowly sat up in bed and felt the still unfamiliar shift of weight on my chest. The pressure in my bladder let me know that I had to go to the bathroom. "Today we need to drive into town to meet with someone, OK?" I heard Staci say to me as I was on the toilet. "Go into town? No thank you," I said. "Oh don't be such a spoil sport. No one will know you were ever a guy. To everyone, it will look as if we are just two girls going into town," she said. Somehow, I knew she was right and that it would be the best thing for the two of us to go into town. "Ok," I said to her. I left the bathroom to see her finding clothes that would fit me. "Go take a shower and when you come back I will have something for you to wear," I went to the shower and turned on the water. When I stepped in, the water felt so different. It was as if I could feel every drop of water hitting my body and it felt good. Washing my body felt so different than when I was a guy. It felt so much more intimate and I loved every second of it. "So what am I wearing today?" I asked Staci as I left the shower wrapped in a towel. "I have laid out for you, a pair of panties and a bra that match this skirt and top," she said. "When you finish getting dressed come into the bathroom so we can do your hair and makeup." "Makeup?" I asked apprehensively. "Yes, don't worry. It will look very good on you and help you blend in more," she said. Her words calmed me down and I agreed. I was able to get the panties on with ease but the bra gave me a bit of trouble. Once I had finished with the blasted bra, I slid the skirt up my legs and made sure it fit in just the right spot. When my top was on I walked into the bathroom to see Staci. "Ok sit down," she said pointing to a chair. I did as she said and she instantly went to work on my hair. She decided that my hair looked best when it was worn down so she worked to make it look as good as she could. The makeup was light but was still apparent on my very pretty face. As good as she was with science I had never really noticed how good she was at this girly stuff before. "Ok go wait downstairs and then we will leave." I left her to finish getting ready and went downstairs and waited. "Before we go I want to make a few changes to you ok?" she said pulling out her phone and putting the shoes on. "I'm not sure, haven't you done that enough?" "Don't worry, it's just to help you fit in a bit more." Her words soothed me and I allowed her to once again kick me in the crotch. "What is your name, age, and gender?" "My name is Lizzy, I am 21, and my gender is female. Why?" I said naturally. "I am just checking. I made it so that you can only respond in ways that will be normal for a girl. So you can't say you are a guy and you won't be able to say your male name either." "I can see how that is a good thing." "Oh, and you will act like a girl to. But don't worry about that," she said. "Now let's go." The two of us walked into the garage and saw the cars she had. She decided that she wanted to drive her yellow corvette so I slid into the passenger seat and she drove us into town. The air blowing through my hair felt good and the sun beating down on me in the seat made me feel very good. "Ok, we are here," Staci said as she parked the car in front of a gigantic corporate building. "Come with me." I followed Staci through the parking lot and into the lobby. When we entered the lobby, I could feel the eyes of many of the men in it start to look me over. It felt so weird having so many random eyes looking at my chest and ass. It felt like my personal space was being violated at every turn. I followed Staci to the elevator and rode it all the way up to the top floor of the building. We exited the elevator and I saw the entrance into an executive's office. "Oh hello, Staci. I was wondering when you would arrive," the receptionist said. "Hello, Margie. Is everything ready?" she said. The way she said it, it sounded so businesslike. It was so different than how she normally sounded. "Yes it is. Who is that?" she said pointing at me. "I am Lizzy," I said to her without even thinking about it. "That is my boyfriend, Matt. The first test subject of the shoes." "So, they really do work," she said looking me over intently. "I honestly thought she was a girl." "She is," Staci said coldly. "What's going on?" I asked worried. Something about this whole thing felt totally off and wrong. "Don't worry about it Lizzy, everything is just fine. I just have a meeting with the CEO and then the two of us will be on our way home." "Oh, ok. I'll sit here, then," I said as I sat down. Staci's words calmed me in a way that is hard to explain. When she told me it was fine I felt reassured that everything would be fine and I had nothing to worry about. I watched Staci go into the room and I heard them start talking. I couldn't really hear what they were saying but it sounded like the conversation got a little heated. Before I knew it I heard the man yell at Staci to get out of the office and then everything went quiet. "OK Lizzy, its time for us to go," Staci said opening the doorway. I only caught a glimpse into the office but I saw Maggie asleep in the CEOs chair while a man, who I could only assume was the CEO, was asleep in one of the chairs in front of the desk. "What happened!?" I said frantically. "Nothing to worry yourself about dear. The meeting was just a bit rougher than we had thought. It's all fine now though and we should probably get going home," I was calmed immediately and followed Staci back down the elevator and into the parking lot where we got in the car and drove home. A few days later, the doorbell rung early, I rushed to get out of bed and grab a robe so I could open the door. "Oh, hello Lizzy, I am Mr. Markov, I am here to see Staci," the man said. I recognized him as the CEO from the day before. "Please come in, let me see if I can find her," I said. I left the man standing in our entryway and went to find Staci. I found her hard at work on her computer in her dungeon. "Staci, that CEO from yesterday is here to see you." "Oh, he is?" Staci said looking up from her computer. "I had better go and see what he wants." Staci got up from her computer and I saw that she was working on a birth certificate of some sort. I followed her upstairs to where Mr. Markov was waiting. "Hello Staci," Mr. Markov said. "Hello, Anton. How are things? Won't you take a seat?" she said. "Lizzy, why don't you go get some food. The two of us have business to go over." I left them to go over whatever they were working on and went to the kitchen. In the kitchen, I could hear some of their conversation. "So, how is it being a man?" Staci said. "It is a remarkable experience. I have never felt so powerful or important," Anton said. "How is Maggie then?" "Nothing appears to be wrong. Once she woke up she went about her work as if nothing had happened." "That's great to hear." "It really is. Everything is going so good, right now." "I'm glad to hear that. So then, I can assume our deal still stands?" Staci said. "Yes, it does. I just hope you know what you are doing." "I do," Staci said. "Well then, I will see you later this month," Anton said and then left the house. "What was that all about?" I asked Staci as she came into the kitchen. "You heard that?" "I'm not exactly sure what I heard actually," I said to her, confused and worried all at once. "Alright, I might as well tell you since we have come this far," she said and let out a sigh. "That man you just met was not Anton, that was Maggie. Yesterday, in the office, I kicked the CEO and turned him into Maggie and kicked Maggie and turned her into Anton. In essence they switched places. Anton is now Maggie and thinks that she has always been Maggie. I made it so that all of Maggie's knowledge and skills would be hers as well. I also made it so all of Anton's skills would transfer to Maggie when I changed her." "So you basically made them switch places? How could you do that?" "It was really easy, actually. After he denied my shoes the rights they deserved, I knew I had to do something. This is quite possibly one of my greatest inventions ever. Everything has gone according to my plan and if everything continues to go this way the two of us will have no problems ever again." "We never had any problems before! What are you doing?" I said as I increasingly became worried. "You may think we never had problems, but you have no idea what it is like trying to advance your ideas when all the CEOs are men and you are a woman. Things were much harder than they ever should have been. All of that is about to change though. Maggie is now in charge of the company and she has agreed to help me push any idea I have through, all it cost was her turning into a guy." "What does that mean for us?" "Well, that's where things get tricky. I had hoped you wouldn't figure anything out and then we could go through with my plan in its entirety. Now that you know though, I have to speed up my plans." "Are you going to kill me?" I asked terrified that she was going to kill me, or worse. "No, no," she said soothingly, "I still love you very much and could not stand to be separated from you. I won't kill you, but I won't change you back either. You are going to be my lesbian wife and will live with me until the two of us die, which might be forever judging by how I can manipulate age with my shoes." "You promised you would turn me back into a guy, though!" "Listen Lizzy, I need you to calm down," she said and I did. "Please spread your legs for me." I calmed down and spread my legs. Whatever she was planning could only help me and I had no reason not to trust her. Staci kicked me in the crotch and I blacked out. Five months later Staci was named "Time Woman of the Year." Her shoes proved to be the fastest selling product in the world, particularly in the Middle East. People from "Time Magazine" came over to take photos of us at our house for the magazine and to interview us. "What is it like being the girlfriend of one of the most important scientific figures in a lifetime?" the interviewer asked me. "It is more than any girl could ask for. She really is amazing and provides for us so well," I said. "You two are the target of assassination attempts by terrorist organizations and governments alike. Yet here you are sitting here as if nothing could happen to you. Does the fact that all these people are after you worry either of you?" The interviewer asked. "As long as I am with Staci, I have nothing to fear," I responded. "Ohhh you," Staci said blushing slightly, "The truth is we are very confident in our security measures. Mr. Markov was generous enough to help us finance a private security force that has made our house nearly impenetrable. Combined with the protection from the Secret Service we could not be safer," Staci said. "Yes, it was quite the time just getting our crews into your house. Your security is very through," he said. "Yes, they are," Staci said. "The two of you are inspiration for women across the world. Staci you are arguably the smartest person alive right now, you have a fortune that would make some governments envy you, and the two of you look absolutely stunning. What would you say to little girls out there who look up to you?" "I would say find someone you love and never let go," Lizzy answered. "Never accept anything less than what you want. Always aim high and keep reaching," Staci said. "Very good message. Now I don't mean to pry too much but how is life here for the two of you?" the interviewer asked. "It is better than I ever could have imagined," Lizzy answered looking at Staci. "The two of us are perfect for each other. Lizzy is like a stay at home girlfriend who is always here for me after a hard day's work or after a long flight. She is always here and knows just what I need when we get home. We actually have been talking about her getting pregnant so we could start a family," Staci said. "Pregnant?" the interviewer asked. "Yes, in the continuing like of female-friendly products I have found a way to splice the DNA from two eggs together and then artificially implant it into her womb. She would become pregnant with the two of ours children," Staci said. "Absolutely amazing, you are saying you have found a way for two women to procreate without the need for a male?" the interviewer said a bit dumbfounded. "Yes, I have, it is going to be in clinics around the world starting next spring," Staci said. "I hate to be a downer but couldn't that be a bad thing? You are basically creating everything needed to wipe men out of existence. By creating your shoes, people have the ability to change men into women and with this new device you have made it possible to procreate without the need of men." "While all of that is true, you have to realize that the shoes work the other way, too. Women can be turned back into men at any time. Plus, not every woman on the planet is a lesbian. As long as there are still girls out there who enjoy the company of men, you have nothing to worry about." "Very good points, Staci. I believe that is all we have time for today. It was a pleasure talking with you. Good luck to both of you in the future," the interviewer said, standing up. "Thank you, very much," Lizzy said. "Always a pleasure, gentlemen," Staci said. "I believe you know the way out. If you need anything else for the article, please don't hesitate to ask." "Thank you," The crew all said as they began to pack up and exited the house. "Very good job Lizzy," Staci said. "Thank you, Staci," Lizzy said. Staci kissed Lizzy passionately. Lizzy could only vaguely remember once being a guy. She remembered what it was like to have sex as a man and to pee standing up, but other than that it all seems like a dream to her. She was a woman now and had to deal with the things all women dealt with. She wore bras, peed sitting down, had periods, wore makeup, and she had to deal with men gawking at her. Through all of this, Lizzy was happy; she had Staci and that was all that mattered to her now. Every once and a while a fleeting thought of turning back into a guy would enter her mind only to be drowned out by her love of Staci. "Why would I ever want to turn back into a man?" Lizzy thought to herself. "Even if it might be interesting to be a man again, why would I want to give up what I have? Any woman would be lucky to have the life I have." A brilliant female scientist pushes the boundaries of science to new levels as she invents a pair of shoes that can transform any man into a woman simply by kicking him in the crotch.