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It was just another day at the office. Another day slaving away as
'stepford' Kimberly designing a poster on PowerPoint when the building
started shaking and there was a loud inhuman shriek.
"Are we in Japan?" someone yelled.
Three girls ran to the stairway and were sucked out a massive crack in the
stairway wall, into the oblivion of a impossible darkness beyond these
walls. The fake windows around the room shattered revealing cracked walls
and one big crack tore along the floor. I ran to the center of the room and
fought my way through the other women maneuvering there to survive. We
huddled together and the big floor cracked open under a couple of the women
there, including my friend Greta who looked straight at me as they all
disintegrated. The wall cracks widened as concrete tore off and was sucked
out along with desks and furniture. The rules seemed to be bigger cracks and
holes sucked people out and disintegrated them while smaller ones
disintegrated people in close proximity. Some of us got onto desks to avoid
the floor crack, I noticed one woman just walked up to a cracked wall with
her arms stretched out, she walked straight into it and was gone in seconds.
A seeming eon of a minute later it all stopped, the room was back to normal
the cracks reversed and the shriek died down to a stop. I heard crying,
moaning and Emily, a coworker of mine was praying. Out of fifty of us
working on that floor there was ten of us left alive.
Three were shell shocked and failed to notice that a blonde woman in a blue
dress just appeared in the middle of the room. I admit I got a fright when I
saw her, besides Evelyn and a few higher ups who we see every few months,
she's the only other woman we have seen not to be in uniform. Around the
office we wear black blazers, skirts, a white blouse, kickers and bra and it
took some time to get used to high heels. It's been the same day in day out.
Evelyn's fashion varies, she's sometime a ballroom lady who's completely out
of place in this modern office and other times she looks a modern Business
Woman.
I hate her, I freely admit this, it has never been easy for me to hate
people, I always thought people were noble but Evelyn did this to me, she
made me a woman, called herself a surgeon and my masculinity a disease that
she cut out through her magics. Every woman around here was a man changed at
her whim, many taken from loving homes, their parents, wives and children.
She's done worse than it sounds though, we aren't natural women, we don't
bleed, have orgasms or feel like women, were sterile workers of a sort. We
only become women when we submit which is forgetting who we are and
accepting who she made us. I heard some horror stories about her killing us
and then saw it was all true, I remember my flatmate Amy being skinned, I
remember a terrified Asian girl being thrown into the outer darkness
through a fire exit Evelyn conjured, I remember my former best friend, Mary
a real woman, who Evelyn once called 'Lucinda's luggage' being cut open
while heavily pregnant and having her baby removed.
"Who the fuck are you?" Jane asked.
The stranger said, "Language!" then smiled at us and looked around. "I can't
believe there's sentient life in this tiny little universe."
We were confused, I mean I know we are in a reality removed from the world I
know but I didn't think anyone besides me Mary and Evelyn knew this. The
woman in blue saw that in me and said nothing to the others, instead she
explained but went into details I didn't know: "You are all in a universe
within Evelyn's mind and it's fortunate I heard you in there. There's many
of you in coloured buildings in this darkness."
"I don't understand," I said.
She didn't bother to clarify she just went on to say she and Evelyn are of
the same race: ancient and powerful beings that became parents and
benefactors to early humans. They are rivals and she is undoing Evelyn's
vile deeds, she has beaten her in universes close to us and will give us our
freedom.
"We weren't born women," Jane sobbed. "Evelyn made us like this."
"I know," the woman in blue said softly and put an arm around Jane. "I'll
undo it, but for now you should go home, wind down and wait for me to come."
"Now hang on a minute you just killed a lot of us!" young Meryl objected
quite rightly. "What about the girls who died?"
"They are gone now beyond my reach, there is nothing I can do for them but I
can do something for you," She said. "Be patient and go home."
"Who are you?" I asked.
She gave it some thought and when she finally replied, "Charice, as you will
know me."
"Like that singer?" Jane asked, I had no clue who she was referring to.
"No. Nothing like her," Charice said then disappeared.
I was the first to open the stairway door which had slammed shut during the
cracks, everything was undamaged and normal. We were joined by other women
and made our way up to the food court.
Though hundreds would usually be present, there was just over a hundred
women left alive in the building, the cracks had taken their toll on us
physically and mentally, some women were bandaged up and nursing limbs.
"Kimmy!" Julia cried as she ran toward me, my best friend and flatmate, who
looks ten years older despite being twenty years younger mentally, grabbed
me and never let go. There were loads of hug to go arouns, everyone was
relieved to see their flatmates and friends alive but I only really got to
know Julia. Realising Bessie hadn't made it Julia looked faint, even after
all she has seen knowing someone died caused her to be ill. Bessie being our
latest flatmate who was made into a woman during Evelyn's annual
'recruitment drive' just a month ago, she came with many others we never got
to know. In fact there were only two new arrivals recognisable for their
nametags still being attached in the group one was another Kim, both were at
their wits end after everything that happened. I don't know how I would have
reacted if this disaster had happened over a year ago when I came here
against my will.
"Did you see Charice?" I asked Julia and the others.
I noticed we had all came here instead of going to our living quarters,
surprisingly no one was taking charge so I took that responsibility.
"Is everyone alright?" I asked. "Any serious injuries that need attending
to?"
"We have a Sarah on one of the lower floors, she broke her leg but she's
being seen to by a former physician, she'll be fine," one woman said.
"I suggest we do what Charice said then and go home, just wait for her
arrival," I told them.
They actually listened to me and broke up going their separate ways, some
helping others still shook up, I managed to tear Julia off me but she was
so distraught, terrified the cracks would come back it seemed a tad
heartless to push her away.
Night fell I was in my room alone when I heard an unfamiliar footstep rhythm
in the hallway, there was a knock at the door and a teenage boy peered
inside.
"Kimmy," He said my name, I tried to place his face it was very familiar yet
strangely different.
"It's me Julia," he said as he came in, behind him was Charice who was
grinning. I recognised the lad even though we had never actually met: he was
Harvey, the person Julia was before Evelyn got him.
Harvey was dressed in Julia's pink gown and holding a bottle in his hand, he
sat on the end of my bed. I pulled the sheets over my bosom and sat up
looking at this fine young man.
"Charice is sending me home exactly three years ago, she says I won't
remember any of this." Harvey patted my leg, he looked so happy, he knelt
over the bed whispering "thank you" and kissed me and stood up facing
Charice. "I'm ready."
Harvey vanished, not in a flash, not through a portal, one second he stood
right there, the next he was gone through this womans unearthly abilities.
"He was such a nice young man." Charice wiped her eye. "It breaks my heart
knowing what Evelyn did to that boy. Poor thing couldn't possibly have hurt
he.r"
"What did you do to her anyway?" I asked, curious about this saviour, not
that I was concerned.
Just a few weeks ago shortly after a office party for the annual new
arrivals, Evelyn came up to me in the stairway and pinned me to a wall, she
spoke about me tasting of marmalade and was molesting me for ages. She
stopped smooching me at least once but only to burn the eyes out some young
new girl who caught us in the act. While the intimacy was an ecstasy for me,
there was no love between us and the casual killing was a real mood killer.
"You know I'm not gay," I protested at one point.
"I know," she said continuing it. "It doesn't matter you are mine."
Whatever Charice did to Evelyn was far less than she deserved, assuming she
had killed her. Back than when evelyn was "through with me," I checked on
the girl with the burned eyes, she was tagged 'Jenny' and she didn't die of
the eye burning, she had fell down a flight stairs and broke her neck.
Charice never did tell me about what she did to Evelyn instead she handed
over a bottle of clear liquid and said, "Drink it, it will give you your
hearts desire."
She left the room to give me privacy, I looked at that bottle for ages and
there was some genuine reluctance to drink it, I saw what happened to Julia
and would miss her dearly, however the thought that this would all be over
and I wouldn't remember a thing was troubling.
"I don't want to forget any of this," I called out to Charice.
"If that's what you wish I'll grant it," she said.
"Can I not drink it?" I asked.
Charice came back in and told me everyone has drank it, no one is staying
here and even if we did we would surely die alone and never meeting our
potential.
No regrets. I thought and swigged the entire bottle in one go. It was pure
sweetness, the best thing I ever tasted as it ran down my throat, an
ambrosia denied to men and one of the many things I didn't want to forget.
When the bottle ran empty, when I realised I couldn't suck it or lick it
dry, I noticed Charice standing at my side smiling.
My boobs expanded slightly, I opened my legs apart as blood jetted out the
vagina and onto the sheets, my head hair lengthened down my back to what it
was when I arrived. After Amy died I sort of cut my hair to shoulder length,
I didn't like the long hair or the scrunchy but sort of regretted cutting it
off that first week. Julia actually dyed her hair blonde shortly before Mary
died, I have only known her to keep her hair cropped though it seems
everybody is made into a woman with long hair.
"Here cometh the penis!" I said happily and loud just so the neighbour could
get a giggle.
Charice winced and said, "Not exactly."
I somehow felt the blood begin to pump down below, it was incredible, I was
also seeing a impossible machine around me, it was complex and surreal,
everything working in harmony and this vision ended far too soon. I expected
more to come, I expected my boobs to recede into a manly chest, my mass to
increase, hair to shrink on my head and grow on my chest and to be me again,
a full minute passed and nothing else happened, I was still Kimberly with
slightly bigger breasts and longer hair.
"Why?" I asked Charice, tears running down my face.
"It is what you're heart most desires Kimmy," She said and with the wave of
a hand she cleared the blood off my sheets.
I protested. "I'm a woman, I don't want..."
"Kimberly, you are not the first, there are six others like you and they are
worried too. You won't be staying here, you'll be coming to work for me as a
free woman. Now go to the food court and await my arrival," Charice cut in.
Moments later I put on my nightie, applied the scrunchy and walked through
the empty hall to the stairway. I have some memories of the living heights
of the building, usually there's women outside talking, Mary, myself and
Julia kept our door open and had visitors around often for drinks or a chat.
But now they were all gone forever. I kept thinking about poor Bessie, Beth,
Mary, Amy and after that I thought good riddance. I was no better than any
slave or prisoner who have convinced themselves it's their lot in life, I
had accepted a prison as my home. So instead of goodbye it was good
riddance.
In the stairway I saw another girl, a redhead wearing the uniform sitting
outside the door to the food court, there was a murmur inside and she was
here smoking away.
"Just six of us eh?" I said.
"There are three others in there, they are just mouthing off, they actually
wanted this," the woman said.
"You got screwed by the pixie drink too right? I'm 'Kimberly'," I offered my
hand and sat next to her.
"Rosie." The redhead shook it. "I know you, you are that girl the head hag
bonks aren't you."
I stood up and walked inside, I told Rosie there were others used for
Evelyn's sexual pleasures, that she doesn't give us a choice and me being a
pretty girl doesn't exactly keep her away.
"I know, she did it to my flatmate too," Rosie said. "Judy she was called,
every other night I heard them and then one night two year ago Evelyn turned
her into soup."
Inside the food court there were five girls three sat together having a few
laughs, two on their lonesome, one was a brown haired woman who looked at me
as if she recognised me.
"Your Kimmy?" I nodded and she said, "I'm Jane."
I didn't recognise her, Jane had black hair and was much taller than me,
over six foot but now she was a brunette about my height at five foot six.
This new Jane had a different shape, gray eyes and smelt of a perfume. "Oh
erm, this is what the bottle made me into," she explained as she gazed at me
before she smirked. "Looks like you're still the Kimmy I know and love,
still a sweet blonde, prim and sexy..."
"Jane just shut the fuck up," I said and walked past her to sit down, she
wouldn't stop though, she followed me and sat down next to me holding my arm
"I'm sorry for all the nastiness, I really am, It was a horrible experience
for us, I understand this has been a surprise for you maybe but we can start
a friendship."
I remember Jane calling me a snob, a bitch, a slut, a whore, a skank and,
going on about me and Mary being management and riding my ass even after
Mary was murdered. She had a posse including Greta. I knew if I let her, she
would dominate me and there's no way I would let that happen.
"Fine, we're friends now get lost. Please," I said.
The other girls fell silent and were looking our way.
"Good for you Kim," one said.
The three accepted me and the other girl (coincidentally called Mary) into
their circle, we brought Jane and Rosie in and eventually six more women
joined us in the food court, one woman called Tiff was so drunk while
another called Ava served drinks. It was a fantastic send off, like the last
day of a significant event that comes with both joy and sadness.
"It's a pity I never got to know you Zara," I said politely to a Iranian
girl I just got to know, she was only Iranian in appearance otherwise she
was a caucasian and American when she was a man, she's been here for twenty
years and can't even remember her real name. I think she'd have been freed
by Evelyn soon enough had the day events not happened.
"You too Sim," she teasingly replied.
The night went on, we got drunk and then day came, then night again followed
by another day, we found the stairway only lead to the food court now and
Charice was a no show for days. Tensions rose, some conflicts broke out but
we managed to hold ourselves together. I came to realise Jane is just a
evil person inside, she has this sneer, a way of hurting people with truths
and gets a kick out of it. Evelyn wasn't making sweet little girls here but
Jane doesn't deserve to live compared to some women I have known.
I think a week passed until Charice came in, by then I had gained weight
through fear and comforting myself with snacking on chips, I thought she
abandoned us to die but she was finally here, she actually said "Sorry I'm
late," and hadn't changed in appearance, she wore the same blue dress, had
the same hairstyle as when I first and last saw her.
"It's been a week!" Jane said. "Fucking intolerable."
"Watch that language or I will make you a deaf mute," Charice snarled. Jane
obliterated this fairy queens charm, I know she would never have talked like
that to Evelyn, only Mary accomplished that.
"I found out Evelyn has kids who need looking after. I'm told you're one
little Mary's godmother." She pointed to me.
"Mary's kid?" I asked.
"I heard she belonged to a Sharon. I don't... I..." Charice was confused, it
hit me, Sharon was Mary's original name, she was forced to wear that name,
Mary, after Evelyn tormented her in ways such as murdering a lookalike of
her mother among other things. I knew her as Sharon for years and have
mindlessly thought of her as Mary since.
"So what happened to Evelyn?" aA Julie asked.
"She is powerless now, she cannot hurt you, that's all you're getting from
me on that subject," Charice said.
"Better not run into her when I'm out shopping..." I said to the others
amusement.
One second we were in the office building food court and then the next for
the first time in over a year, the sun blinded me, there was a breeze
against my skin, I could smell flowers and adjusted my eyes to the vision of
a flowery field leading to a mansion.
"YES!!!" Rosie raised her arms.
Jane leapt on me and kissed me, the other girls laughed and cheered and
there were hugs all around, Charice was smiling again and told us to let it
down. The former bartender called Ava seemed to be having a orgasm lying
down on the grass.
"This is one of Evelyn's estates, it's mine now, Kimberly, you need to go
inside and see to that kid. I told her you're coming so go get her and join
us at the entrance, when you get back we'll have a tour followed by a chat
in the tea room."
I walked to the mansion and into a large marble hall with hideous mosaics of
women being tortured. I walked up the stairs and happened across a maid, I
asked, "Excuse me where's Mary?"
She said nothing, instead she walked me to a large room with a old fashioned
crib in it and fast asleep inside of it was a baby girl. I couldn't help but
weep, this was the orphaned little girl of my best friend and her husband. I
tried not to think of his fate, he had to be dead otherwise why would
Charice give this kid to me.
"Hello there," I said to the little thing I held up as she squeaked. "Hello
little Mary."
She clung to me, resting her head over my shoulder in a way that felt
comfortable, she didn't cry or make noise, the sleepy little thing snuggled
up. I carried her downstairs to the landing into the group who made a couple
of "aws" on seeing the darling treasure.
Charice grinned. "She's all yours Kimberly, you look after her."
Evelyn's estate was huge and just one of many properties she owned. Charice
said we didn't come from the same world and asked me to ask Rosie about the
US senator called Abe Lincoln. It turns out we remember this mans name
differently, I knew his as the man who never made it big but was crucial to
ending slavery, Rosie knows Lincoln became president and threw his lifelong
dream away for love pursuits that got him scorned. Julie and Zara say they
know him as the guy who freed slaves, Tiff remembers him in history because
he was shot in the head. I then learned about another guy called Tony Blair,
some remember him as the Prime Minister of my country, but the girls knew
him differently, Rosie as some guy often called Gores puppet during the Gulf
wars and Zara as the one who stood up to, in her reality, a two termer US
president called George Bush, this was significant because it split her
America into two sides: the States and the Union. This discrepancy, Charice
explained, was the result of us being from different universes, it actually
explains a few things, Julia and I once watched a film called Casablanca, a
remake starring Peter Beardsley and Myra Binglebat I swear it never existed.
"What about this world?" we all came to ask.
"Nothing drastic," Charice said examining her nails. "You can have fun
finding out."
She walked us through the mansion with it's many rooms and bedrooms, it even
had a bar, why one person would need this place is a mystery. We all stayed
in the bar and had a few drinks before retiring to bed, Charice said
tomorrow we would discuss our individual futures.I expected her to retire
instead she held me and baby Mary back for a chat.
"You never existed here," she said. "David never existed here, Sharon does
and right now she badly needs a friend, her mother just died. I will see to
it you get to meet her, I am sure you will make fst friends."
I retired to bed and was too excited to sleep, instead I have been typing
away. Yes, it has been a rough week, there's been many deaths, friends lost,
friends who never knew me, old friends legacies to take on, but the future
looks bright.
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