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A Chosen Fate
By: Monsta
Edward Smith was having a sandwich at a diner during his lunch break.
The salty gooey cheesesteak at Ned's diner called to him from time to
time. Even though his doctor would likely recommend against it, Edward
sometimes answered the call. Ed was only 24 years old but he already had
elevated blood pressure. He wasn't overweight by much, he just had a
high stress sedentary job. His wonderful newlywed wife had been gently
urging him to improve his health ever since their wedding last summer,
but Ed found little time for diet and exercise. Ed loved his wife and he
wanted to be healthy for her, but sometimes a guy just has to get what
he wants. Today that something was a Ned's cheesesteak.
Ed had been eating a typical sandwich, at his typical lunch spot on an
otherwise typical day. But then Edward noticed something a little out of
the ordinary that would shortly shatter his otherwise typical life.
There was a man seated at the counter who was sharply dressed in a
stylish albeit slightly outdated suit. Ed noticed this man had no food
or drink by him, he was obviously not at the diner to satisfy his hunger
or thirst. Instead he simply sat upon the stool and stared at Edward.
Edward did his best to ignore the stranger, and distracted himself with
his phone and looking through the insipid rantings of his Facebook
friends. Edward would glance up from time to time only to find the man
was still staring. This of course annoyed Ed but he was almost done
eating and he had to get back to work. So Ed had no desires to confront
the odd man over his incessant staring.
But then suddenly the diner fell impossibly quiet.
Edward looked up to find that everything and everyone was frozen in
place. It was as though time itself had stopped. Even the cars outside
the window were stopped and the birds were frozen in place midair. The
world had come to a standstill around Edward.
Only one thing besides Edward remained in motion in all the universe,
and that was the man at the counter.
After Ed had spotted him shifting a bit on his stool, the man smiled,
made a gesture towards the paused world around them and said, "Do you
like it? It is one of my favorite tricks."
Edward was terrified, but he put on a face of defiance and said loudly,
"Who are you? What the hell are you doing?"
The man simply put on his Trilby hat, got up, and walked towards Ed.
When he got to Ed's table he sat down and said, "My name cannot be said
by a human mouth, so just think of me as a personification of chaos, Mr.
Smith. You can think of me as god or the devil if you like but those are
rather simplistic notions. The reality of existence is vastly complex,
and I am the chaos of that complexity, and thusly I bring order to the
complexity. As for what I am doing, I am here to give you a gift."
"A gift?" Ed said with surprise and confusion.
The man smiled again and calmly replied, "Well, I sincerely doubt you
will think of it as such, but yes, it is a gift. You see, crazy
unexplained things happen all the time in your world as they do in all
worlds. And like most beings you humans reconcile whatever oddness that
befalls you as being a result of simple random chance. Chaos, if you
will. But the universe is vast and ornate and just because you don't
understand it does not mean it does not have order. But naturally,
beings such as humans do not have much choice in that order. They cannot
choose what those unexpected things in their life will be, because their
choice is not a necessary part of the plan. But today, Mr. Smith you
will have the unique opportunity to choose your fate. You will get to
pick the challenge you will face in your life."
Ed scoffed and shot back, "What, you want me to choose a bad thing to
happen to me?"
The man shook his head. "No, I will present you with three possible
scenarios and you will choose one. They are not necessarily 'bad
things', they are challenges, not unlike challenges all beings face in
their lives. Frankly I'm insulted a bit at the implication, I told you I
am not the devil. The universe is far more complex than good versus
evil, as I'm sure you're aware. Granted, all three of your choices will
be unpleasant challenges, sure, but at least nothing I am proposing is
overtly fatal to anyone. I could have given you a rare disease or
dropped a billboard on your head but instead I am here graciously giving
you a choice. An opportunity no other member of your species has ever
had or will ever have. Please try to appreciate that."
Ed folded his arms across his chest. "Well I'm sorry if I insulted you
but frankly I don't understand why anything 'challenging' has to happen
to me at all. Why does anything challenging HAVE to happen to anyone
else for that matter? Why can't you just let me be?"
The man let out a laugh. "Come now, Mr. Smith, if life were easy and
simple what fun would it be?"
Ed knew he had little choice beyond his supposed choices, so he decided
he might as well hear what they were. "What are my choices?" He asked
with exasperation.
The man clasped his hands together and calmly delivered Ed's first
choice. "Option 1 is I give your lovely wife an ever increasing libido.
Now, while you will surely find this fun at first you will undoubtedly
soon find her growing desires rapidly surpassing anything you are
comfortable with or even capable of providing for her. Her love for you
will remain but she will not remain faithful. You will have to decide if
you can continue to love her as she descends into a life of sexual
depravity. But if you stay you will have to watch men from all walks of
life line up to utilize the vagina that had once been yours alone to
use. Your wife will have 13 kids from this varied pool of semen donors,
so if you ever wanted a big family you should choose this option. I can
tell you though that even if you choose to continue to make love to her
well-worn sexual organ, none of her children will ever be biologically
yours I'm afraid. Natural selection is unforgiving and your little
soldiers cannot compete with the vast armies deposited by dozens of
virile men. Especially when those men possess larger and longer penises
than you that go much further inside your wife than you ever could."
Ed's jaw dropped and he stammered, "That's, oh god, that's terrible! Why
would I choose to have my wife become a...uh, a SLUT? And I thought these
were things that were supposed to happen to ME, why are you attacking
her?"
The man scowled and grumbled lowly, "Are you going to listen to your
choices or not? Because if you would rather just have a death from Lujo
virus or something I can just do that and get going. I have countless
trillions of other things to do."
Ed shut his mouth.
The man continued, "Well then, Option 2 is I change your wife's gender
identity. Her external appearance will be the same when you go home to
her today but her mind will have already started the process of
rejecting her female gender. She won't wear makeup tomorrow, and she
will probably never wear it again. You will notice her personality and
mannerisms growing subtly manlier over time. She will start lifting
weights, and she will keep lifting them until she becomes stronger than
you. She will get shorter and shorter haircuts until she has something
indistinguishable from a man's hairstyle. Eventually she will stop
shaving and will grow out all of her body hair, which you will notice is
far thicker and more extensive than you had thought possible for a
woman. After you make a rather rude comment about her sudden desire to
show off her hirsutism, she will start avoiding sex with you and will
instead immerse herself even further into pornography to satisfy her
changing sexual urges. Even though your wife will still have breasts and
a vagina, you will start to subconsciously feel as though you are living
with a man. You will bring up having kids with your manly wife in an
attempt reconnect with her feminine side, and you may even convince her
to try, but you will find sex with her now only drives her further away
emotionally. And you won't know it, but it will be futile to try to
impregnate her at that point because the over the counter supplements
she has been secretly taking for years to build her muscles and grow
more body hair had stopped her menstrual cycle long ago."
The man paused briefly to wet his lips, then continued. "Ultimately the
dissonance between your wife's mental gender and her body's gender will
only grow worse until she is convinced she truly is a man trapped in a
woman's body. This man in an increasingly hairy and muscular female body
will try continuing to play the part of being your wife out of love for
you for a while longer, but his desire to become more masculine will
only get worse over time until he is inexorably drawn into transitioning
himself into becoming a full man inside and out. He will start hormone
therapy without telling you. At a certain point in this process your
wife will be unable to hide his secret any longer. He will confess that
he still loves you but is no longer sexually attracted to you at all.
Your wife, now husband, finally admits he is a man attracted to women.
The two of you will have to work out your relationship from there. If
you stay with him, he will one day get full reassignment surgery, and
you will be married to a full man. Well, at least until he decides to
start dating women. But who knows, if you already stuck around that long
maybe you will decide to become a woman for your husband in order to
stay with him."
Ed opened his mouth to say something, but immediately shut it again. He
was too busy trying to picture his beautiful wife as a man. He was
unable to picture it though, it seemed too unreal.
The man delivered the final choice. "Option 3 is I give your wife a
genetic mutation that will cause her to grow sharp hooked teeth within
her vagina. You may recognize this condition from folktales known as
vagina dentate. I've often enjoyed these little tales in many of the
various timelines, especially in universes where the stories were true.
Now, after her vaginal teeth start to grow in if you attempt to have
intercourse with her your penis will obviously be cut up as her vaginal
walls involuntarily bite down on your member. As she grows more teeth
you risk having parts bitten off altogether. If she attempts to have the
teeth surgically removed more will grow in their place but they will be
bigger and sharper. For good measure after some time has passed I will
have her grow some of these teeth in the back of her mouth and even her
anus as well, so be careful if you think you have alternatives.
Eventually all of your wife's orifices will be lined with sharp barbs
ready to mutilate any intruding extremities. Your penis will never enter
her body ever again without part of it staying inside of her. If you
stay with your wife long enough you will see her mutation eventually
changes her saliva, sweat, and vaginal glands so they produce secretions
that cause painful blistering rashes in humans, except for herself of
course. But then again she won't really be human anymore by that point.
You won't be able to kiss her or have any significant direct physical
contact with her at all beyond perhaps shaking her hand. She will still
be your wife on the inside, and she will still look the same on the
outside, but she will be an untouchable venomous monster."
Edward sat in silence for a few seconds processing his possible futures.
His eyes darted about as his mind crunched the possible outcomes of the
options. Edward realized that although the man had been intentionally
opaque in what he had said earlier, he was still right about these
challenges being similar to things other people had already endured.
People had spouses who became sex addicts. People had spouses who came
out as transgender. And while option 3 was a bit out there, there were
plenty of people who could no longer have sexual relations with their
spouse for other reasons. All three scenarios were things other people
in this world had already gone through in some way. It was somewhat
comforting to know that other people had been faced with these
challenges and made it through them. And it was somewhat unnerving to
know that some people had not made it through them.
Ed also noticed all three choices challenged the same thing, his
physical intimacy with his wife. Depending on Edward's choice, he and
his wife would have their sex life shared, reversed, or removed. And
while Edward's relationship with his spouse was far more than just sex
alone, sexuality was the ground upon which intimate relationships were
built. Ed wondered if he and his wife would still have a relationship
standing after the ground beneath it was shaken so violently.
Edward cleared his throat and finally spoke. "I can't help but notice
all three of my choices involve changing my wife in some way, and those
changes seem intended to make my relationship with her very challenging.
Why?"
The man looked Ed right in the eye and coldly replied, "Very perceptive
of you Mr. Smith. You are correct. You see, you were not meant to be
with your wife. That is why I am here. Your primitive monkey brain
somehow made a choice outside of the plan of this temporal realty. And
that choice had ripple effects across this entire timeline which
necessitated me coming into it to manage it manually. Now, because your
abomination of a free will caused me to be here, I am allowing you to
use your free will again. But this time the results of your choice will
affect someone you care about instead of me. You see I don't like being
in the slow dull timeframe you exist in. I am used to watching universes
pop into and out of existence like fireworks while I consume all the
information that they contained as though it were popcorn. So being
stuck inside a single universe and a single timeline micromanaging it
from start to finish over the course of a Googol years is, shall we say,
a challenge for me."
The man then leaned in closely to Ed and said coldly, "To put it very
bluntly I am bored. I have been bored since this stupid little universe
of yours came into existence 13.893 billion years ago. I am hoping
watching you suffer will slightly ease my boredom as I wait out the
eventual heat death of this universe. And that won't be for another,
well, let's just round it up to a Googol years from now. Just know I
will still be thinking about you a trillion-trillion years after the
stars have burned out, leaving me only black holes for company as I wait
a few more trillion-trillion years for them to die too. As I wait I will
be forced to endure an agony your mortal mind cannot fathom, and the
memory of your life and the effect it had on me will be at the forefront
of my thoughts as I endure it. So, I want you and your wife to suffer,
Mr. Smith, because you have made me suffer. I hope your relationship
with her is destroyed by whatever means you choose, but even that won't
be enough. I want you to be disgusted by the thought of her. I want you
to be afraid or ashamed, to be near her. I want you to come to a
decision on your own to leave her."
Ed gulped in fear and meekly said, "I thought you said you weren't
evil."
The man glared at Ed with a faint glow in his eyes. "I'm not evil, but I
can choose to do evil sometimes. Just think of this as me using my free
will."
The man leaned back into his chair and said, "So, what is your choice,
Mr. Smith?"
After some more consideration, Ed began to speak. "I'm still not sure,
they all seem bad to me in their own way. But I guess with option 3
though my wife would only have a physical change, her mind and
everything else would still be the same. We could maybe get her off
birth control right away and hopefully quickly have a child together
before she transforms too badly. Even after all of her teeth grow in I
think we could even work out a way to still-"
"Stop" the man said, interrupting Edward. "Before you decide your fate I
should tell you that the world has not paused as it would appear it has,
we are in fact inside a temporal bubble. It is a pocket of time outside
of time. After you choose your option the bubble will burst and you will
be back in your original timeline. Everything that has happened inside
this time bubble never happened in your timeline so you will never
remember me, this conversation, or making your choice. You will finish
your sandwich and then leave this diner to stumble into your chosen
future scenario completely unaware you ever chose it. So don't think you
can plan your way out of ANY of these scenarios. You will go into them
blindly, as it were."
The man gave a small smirk to the sullen face Edward suddenly made as he
realized things were even worse than he thought. The man then added,
"And since you say are considering Option 3 over the others right now, I
must warn you that you will end up discovering your wife's mutation in a
most, em, painful manner. You will retain your penis, but it will need
surgery and quite a bit of healing time. To be blunt it will be
traumatic, and you will become AFRAID of sex as a result. Your wife's
vagina will be terrifying to you. Oh, and there's another caveat with
option 3. You should consider it carefully before you decide to have any
form of sexual relations with your MUTANT wife, even tool assisted forms
of insemination. Remember your high school science classes about DNA,
and think about the implications of passing on your wife's altered genes
would have for people, say, down the road. You could be creating a race
of monsters."
Edward slumped back in his chair. He had no idea which scenario was the
least bad, they all seemed equally awful. Worst of all he would have no
foreknowledge of them like he had thought he would have. He imagined
what it would be like to be living his normal life and having each
scenario unfold within that normal life only to then consume it in
chaos. Edward imagined finding his wife is a cheating sexual addict and
then watching her deliver child after child fathered by random men. Or
watching his wife become more manly until she eventually confessed she
was really a man who wanted to be with a woman. And of course he thought
about having sex with her one day only to have it suddenly become a
painful nightmare. He knew other people had similar or even worse
challenges in their lives they had no control over, but it was no
comfort to Edward having to choose his fate.
After some thought Edward was now leaning towards option 1 or 2, but
only because he thought he could talk his wife out of her sexual issues.
Or maybe a therapist could. But deep down he knew that was foolish,
because thousands of people have been in those same scenarios, and the
choices they made were never easy. No matter what he chose he knew sex
with his wife would never be the same.
Edward then thought of something. "Wait, you said none of the choices
were overtly fatal. But option 1 has my wife sleeping with dozens of
men."
The man gave a frustrated sigh and replied, "Well, technically it's
hundreds of men and dozens of women. What is your point?"
"Well, if my wife sleeps with all those people surely she will get STDs,
and those can be fatal."
The man rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, I will alter the events of
option 1 to ensure your wife never catches any diseases. But keeping her
disease free when she has the sex life of a prostitute working overtime
will not be easy for me. In exchange for my extra effort I am also
adding another new fetish to her in that timeline that will cause her to
want to feminize you if you decide to stay with her as a cuckold
husband. She will love you the same, but as more men come into her life
she will view you as less and less of a man. She will desire your
physical appearance match her mental view of you. Fair?"
Edward did feel better until he realized two out of the three scenarios
now had him most likely becoming female to some degree to stay with his
wife, or perhaps husband. Edward didn't know if he could go through with
it, and he began to really worry he would lose his wife. Sometimes
Edward had taken the easy path in life, such as today when he came here
for a cheesesteak instead of going to the gym. And divorcing an
unfaithful, transsexual, or mutated wife would be far easier than
sticking to his vows of commitment. He wanted to believe he could stay
with her in any of the three options, but the truth was he didn't know
for sure. And even if he did know, he couldn't be sure his wife wouldn't
leave him if she were to change so drastically. Life's challenges broke
the bonds of love all the time.
The man adjusted his hat and said impatiently, "I may be eternal Mr.
Smith, but my patience is not. What is your choice?"
END PART 1
Author's note: Leave a quick review to let me know what you thought, and
if you liked it perhaps let me know which option Edward should choose.
Part 2 has not yet been written.
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