The first thing back to me was my here where I heard a faint beeping sound then a nurse shouting.

 

“Doctor she’s awake!” the nurse shouted.

 

“Go get her parents!” the doctor shouted.

 

‘She?’ I thought to myself.

 

I opened my eyes and saw my mom run into the room with a look of worry on her face.

 

“Thank god my baby’s okay!” my mom shouted, running over to me and hugging me, however when she hugged me her arm brushed against my chest which startled me. At seeing me jump my mom pulled away and I looked down and noticed that my chest stuck out more, way more than ever. 

 

“What happened to me!” I shouted, noticing my voice much higher than it ever was.

 

“Well you were turned into a girl.” my mom said in a calm caring tone.

 

“WHAT!” I exclaimed.

 

“Yes, from what we can see you are 100% physically a female, you can get pregnant and have a period,” the doctor said in a proud way.

 

“Dr. Richards, is there any way to fix it?” my mom ask in a worried and cringe tone.

 

“Honestly no, you were injected with experimental nanobots infused with magic. It was being developed by the US military for combat and to help incentivize transgender people to join.” Dr. Richards explained.

 

“Wait what?” I say confused.

 

“What you were injected with was an experimental serum," Dr. Richards said flatly 

 

"are the boys who did this going to be punished," my mom asked anger riskingin her voice.

 

"Of course, the boys who did this have been taken into custody.” Dr. Richards said matter of factly. 

 

“What's going to happen to him?” I asked. 

 

“Unfortunately he will have his memory wiped and won't remember anything about you.” Dr.Richards explained. 

 

“So he gets no punishment like at all!” my mom shouted angerily. 

 

“No, I'm afraid not, can’t have a student so we'll know going missing, speaking of your new documentation will be handed to you when you check out.”  Dr. Richards explained.

 

“What do you mean 'new documents'?" I asked worriedly.

 

"You will be given all new identification along with a chart about your new body." Dr. Richards explained, coldly.

 

"Can't I still be Tyler?” I asked.

 

“No, and we have no way for you to change back, it's unclear how HRT would even affect you if it’d even work.” Dr. Richards said sympathetically. 

 

“I am a 17-year-old boy though!” I exclaim 

 

“Your age also regressed, so now you are a 15-year-old girl.” Dr. Richards explained in an embarrassed tone.

 

“What!” I shriek with my new higher voice.

 

“Dear it’s okay being a girl won't be so bad.” My mom replied comfortingly.

 

“I won’t do it!” I replied crossing my arms in protest."

 

“If you don’t want to be taken from your family you will, I have been given specific instructions by my higher ups.” Dr. Richards sternly.

 

I quickly quieted down and sat in silence not wanting to complicate the situation even more.

 

“Good now there is nothing more to discuss so you can leave.” Dr. Richards proudly. 

 

We walked out of the hospital room and got my new file from the checkout desk. I looked through my file and it had everything that I would need. My new name is Katarina. My height is 5’0, a full 8 inches shorter. Just like Dr. Richards said my age is in fact 15. I looked at the picture attached to the file and the girl looked like she could be my 15-year-old  sister. 

 

“Dear it’ll be okay, you may even grow to like being a girl.” mom said trying to comfort me after noticing my discomfort.

 

“I doubt it, and it's all Tom fucking fault!”I say angrily.

 

“Language young lady” my mom scolds me.

 

“Why am I getting yelled at, you didn’t have a problem with me talking like that before,” I reply defensively.

 

“Well you were 17 before and now you are 15.” mom replies. 

 

“I can’t believe I get yelled at for swearing and Tom has no repercussions for causing this,” I reply in a frustrated tone

 

“Tom is not off the hook, once he gets home he will also be punished.” Mom explained sternly.

 

“He better,” I said grumpily.

 

We arrived home and as we entered the house we heard dad and Tom arguing.

 

“That's bullshit! I am not giving up my money to give him new clothes!” Tom yelled angrily.

 

“You will and I don’t want to hear another word about it!” Dad yelled sternly  from the kitchen,  they charged into the living room and stopped looking at me.

 

“Tyler?” Dad asked with a look of shock on his face. 

 

“Katrina now,” Mom says in a caring tone . 

 

Tom burst out into a fit of laughter “ Th-that-that's hilarious! Oh my god, I can’t believe it's actually true, you really are a girl. “ Tom said while laughing.

 

“Thomas! Stop laughing at her” Mom spoke up angrily.

 

“Sorry mom he’s just so cute!” tom said trying to suppress laughter.

 

“I’m glad you think it's funny because all the money you saved for spring break will be used to buy Katarina a whole new wardrobe.” mom said.

 

“That's bullshit! I have almost six grand that I have saved since freshman year.” Tom said frustrated.

 

“Tough shit, it’s your fault this happened so you’ll fix it” dad chimes in

 

They start bickering and I go upstairs to head to my room to lay down and cry, as I'm passing by Ella’s room she stops me.

 

“Hey Ty, you feeling okay,” she asked in a worried tone.

 

“No not really, but what am I supposed to do. This is me now.” I reply glumly.

 

“Ya know being a girl isn’t so bad if you’d like I'd like to help” Ella replied, caringly.

 

“Thanks but I’m just going to go to my room and die” I reply coldly.

 

I walk into my room not even turning on the lights. I just slip off the hospital slippers and crawl under my covers. I try drifting off to sleep but I can’t, this is the first time I am alone since this happened and as I thought about it more and more I realized that I didn’t feel uncomfortable with this and I didn’t feel anything just fine. I don’t know how long I was in my room but I eventually decided that it was time to confront my family. I walk back downstairs and notice everyone is eating dinner.

 

“Hey guys,” I speak softly with my higher voice.

 

“Hey sweetheart are you feeling any better?” mom asked caringly.

 

“A bit, do I have to go to school tomorrow, I am not feeling up to it,” I say glumly.

 

“No kiddo, I know this is hard change so I’m not going force it on you,” Dad says. 

 

“Thanks, what's for dinner?” I ask.

 

“Chicken breast seemed fitting” Tom replied with a grin.

 

“Thomas! Room now!” Dad said angrily. Tom got up and just glared at me before walking upstairs.

 

“ I’m sorry sweetheart, you know how he can be.” my mom replied apologetically. 

 

“I guess,” I replied flatly.

 

“Ya know you are honestly kinda cute and I always wanted a little sister,” Ella says grinning.

 

“El dear stop, this is a hard thing for her and it's not easier if you are making jokes about her.” my mom replied scoldingly 

 

“I’m sorry Katrina, I was just trying to be nice,” Ella replied apologetically.

 

“I know you weren’t being mean about it,” I replied.

 

“Still you probably have gender dysphoria and me making jokes is really insensitive, sorry,” Ella said shamefully.

 

“Gender what?” I reply confused.

 

“Gender Dysphoria, it's the medical diagnosis given to transgender individuals, it's basically the discomfort they feel with the body they were born with or rather have,” Ella explained.

 

My mind rested on this and I realized I don’t have any discomfort, no dysphoria. How can I not have dysphoria, I was a boy for 17 years and don’t remember ever being uncomfortable, shouldn’t I be feeling it now? I feel fine though, how is it possible.

“Dear, are you okay?” my mom asked worriedly breaking me out of thought.

 

“Huh? Oh yeah just thinking” I say making a note to talk to Ella later.

 

“So I was thinking that this weekend we could get you some new clothes and maybe makeover your room if you’d like.” Mom replied with a smile and cheerful tone.

 

“Yeah, I guess that's okay,” I reply in a standoffish tone  before taking a bite out of my meal 

 

Dinner was uneventful after that, It was just more of casual conversations between my parents and Ella that I didn’ pay much mind as I continued to try and sort out my new situation and played over how Ella would react. After dinner ended and Ella was back in her room I knocked on her door.

 

“Come in,” She said welcomingly from behind the door.

 

“Hey, can I talk to you about something important?” I ask nervously as I shut the door behind me.

 

“Sure thing, what's wrong?” Ella asked worridly  closing her textbook and notebook.

 

“That um, gender dysphoria thing you talked about and how you said people who are trans typically have it when they are uncomfortable with their gender,” I said awkwardly and nervously.

 

“Yeah what about it?” She asks confused.

 

“I-I-I don’t feel it like at all, in fact, I am actually okay with being a girl like I don’t really mind it.” I stutter squeezing my eyes shut pushing back tears.

 

“Hey hey hey it’s okay,” Ella said getting off her bed and wrapping me in a hug.

 

“I’m just so scared, I shouldn’t be feeling this way! I’m a boy right, I shouldn’t be comfortable with this but I am” I said tears now streaming down my face.

 

“Shh, It’s okay. You are normal and you have people who love you no matter what.” Ella said comfortingly as she ran her hand through my newly long hair.

 

“Why am I okay with this?” I said between sobs.

 

“You wanna know something that I bet you forgot about,” Ella asked.

 

“What is it?” I asked

 

“When you were really little you always wanted to play dress-up with me and you loved it, though as you and Tom got older he would make fun of you for it and I outgrew it,” Ella said.

 

“Wait so I am trans?” I ask puzzled.

 

“I can’t answer that for you it's something you have to figure out for yourself, but playing dress-up doesn’t make you trans nor does having dysphoria but just wanting to be the opposite gender,” Ella explained.

 

“Can’t you help me.” I cry in distress.

“Let me ask you something, you are okay  with this right?” Ella said calmly.

 

“Yeah,” I reply.

 

“And being a girl doesn’t prevent you from doing anything you did before right,” Ella added.

 

“I guess not,” I reply.

 

“And I  know for a fact being a girl isn't so bad in fact it's kinda fun so how about I take you shopping and show you how fun being a girl can be,” Ella said breaking the hug.

 

“That sounds like it could be fun,” I reply

 

“Does tomorrow work? I can give you some old clothes I don’t wear too much anymore if you’d like, I can’t imagine wearing clothes that don’t fit comfortably.” Ella said.

 

“I’d be okay with that,” I reply.

 

Ella digs through her closet and finds an old pair of pajama pants with cats on it and a matching short sleeve shirt. She looks for an outfit for me to wear tomorrow and finds a pair of ripped skinny jeans and a flowy purple short sleeve shirt. I changed into pajamas and looked in the mirror for the first time since my transformation. I have long jet black hair crystal blue eyes that look to be a decent size, I couldn’t be bothered to actually know sizes though guess now I need too. I really did look like a cute girl, tbh she was the type of girl I would have dated at 15, I looked cute and I smiled at my reflection of the pretty girl.

 

“So what do you think you like the pajamas?” Ella asked grining. 

 

“Yeah, I do they are great thanks” I reply with a smile. 

 

“No problem Kat, sisters gotta stick together right?” she asks pulling me into a hug
“Yeah I guess we do,” I reply, still smiling.

 

“Oh wait! Please let me braid your hair and paint your nails, I promise you’ll love it, and if not you can remove it.” Ella pleaded.

 

“Sure why not if I'm trying to be a girl might as we'll dive in” I reply in an uncaring way.

 

“Yay!” Ella said.

 

She ran over to where she kept her nail polish and decided on a sparkly ocean blue. She painted my nails then braided my hair into what she called a double dutch braid. Once the polish was dried and my hair was braided she put me in front of the mirror again and what I was left me speechless. I saw a cute girl with braided hair and painted nails and I began crying.

 

“Oh no, shhh shhh. It's okay. We can take it off, I didn’t mean to make you cry.” Ella said.

 

“No, it’s just I never realized this is what I wanted and that I'm actually happy,” I reply

 

“It’s okay little sis it can be hard finding yourself,” Ella said lovingly.

 

After I calmed down I decided that I wanted to go to bed however the moment I got to my door I’m stopped by Tom who fell on the floor in a fit of laughter.

 

“I always knew you were gay, but I didn’t realize you were THIS gay,” he said between laughs.

 

“I’m not gay, I'm a girl now because of you!” I say anger rising in my voice.

“Really because you were a boy yesterday but now you are all gung ho about being a girl” Tom replied.

“Well, I don’t have much of a choice do I?” I spit back 

 

“You could be a tomboy and not a little girly girl!” Tom says shoving me a bit but due to the difference in oursize now I fall to the floor, 

 

“I didn’t ask for this, I’m just making the best of a bad situation and you are being an asshole!” I yell back in anger and sadness picking myself up off the floor. 

 

“Make the best of it with your own cash and don’t take the six and I have saved for a trip with my friends!” Tom spits back.

 

“That's your fault you misogynistic asshole!” I yell back.

 

Ella comes out of her room and glares at Tom “Leave her alone, she is trying to be happy and you are being an asshole!” Ella shouted with rage in her voice. 

 

Tom just looked at her before turning to me and scoffing “Out of my way Tyler” he says pushing past me.

 

“Kat it'll be okay I promise. Just give him time he lost his twin brother, he doesn’t know how to feel.” Ella said warmly

 

“I hope so,”  I said before going into my room to lay down.

 

I don’t know when I drifted off to sleep but when I did I found myself face to face with an older woman whose eyes were glowing a purple shade.

 

“You came, I can’t believe after all these years you are finally here.” She said her voice echoing.

 

“Who are you? What do you mean?” I reply confused.

 

“I am the greatest witch ever and I need a body and yours is perfect.” She repliedwith a wiry girn 

 

"but I don't want to loose my life!" I shierk in fear

 

"You misunderstand, I wounldn't steal your body but rather fuse with it" The purple eyed with explained

 

“But I don’t have magic, no one does anymore,” I reply.

 

“But I can give it to you, now let me in” she replied in an evil tone.

 

She flew towards me and tried taking my body however she flew right through me and this appeared to startle her. 

 

“What, why can’t I possess you!” she hissed in an echoed anger.

 

“I don’t know,” I reply fearing that she was going to harm me.

 

She looked into my eyes and appeared to be trying to study my eyes, she pulled back in shock.

 

“Y-you haven’t accepted who you are full, you must accept yourself and destiny,” she said comandingly.

 

“I have, I’m a boy who is trying to be a girl” I reply confidently.

 

“No, you are much more but until you learn that, I can do nothing!” she hissed before fading away.

 

I wake up in a sweat and have no words for the dream I just had, at least I think it was a dream. I look over to my clock and realize that It’s around 8 o’clock am and that I should probably get dressed, I put on the clothes that Ella gave me and I realize I need shoes. I knock on her door before being welcomed in.

 

“Hey El, I don't have any shoes that fit. Could I borrow a pair of yours?” I ask  shyly.

 

“Sure, let's try to find you a pair,” Ella said happily.

 

She dug through her closet a bit and found a pair of sandals with a zipper on the back and a lot of straps. Ella noticed my confusion.

 

“They are strappy sandals, they are super cute and go with that outfit,” she said gleefully.

 

I slip the sandals on and they fit perfectly “That makes things easier, we’re the same size.” Ella says proudly.

 

I look again in the mirror and see a beautiful girl who reminds me a bit of Ella at this age and couldn’t help but smile.

 

“Come on let's go get the card from mom and dad and head out,” Ella said.

 

We walked downstairs and into the kitchen.

 

“Hey you two, my Katerina you look adorable, I love the outfit but why are you all dressed.” my mom asked.

 

“We were hoping to get the card from you guys to get Kat some new clothes,” Ella replied.

 

“You’re-you’re actually going shopping?” my mom asked confused.

 

“Need to eventually right, plus I wanna remake my room,” I reply.

 

“O-okay sweetie if it's what you want.” my mom replies.

 

“It is, I am at least going to try pretending to be a girl, I’m not uncomfortable with this,” I reply.

 

“That's okay sweetie, whatever you’re comfortable with your family will love you.” My mom said before pulling me into a hug. Tom came down into the kitchen and looked at me and Ella.

 

“Hey El, Ty,” Tom said greeting me and Ella.

 

“Tom cut the shit her names Kat, come on stop being a dick” Ella spoke up.

 

“Ella please it's-” I was saying before being cut off.

 

“-No it is a big deal Kat, he’s your big brother and should be comforting you but instead he’s been nothing but an asshole since you got home,” Ella said glaring at Tom.

 

“Why shouldn’t I be, look at how he’s dressed!” Tom shouted before turning to me “Ty you honestly can’t say you enjoy this right!”

 

“I don’t dislike it or have a problem with it,” I reply.

“Then you really were a fag, just like when we were kids,” Tom says pushing past us leaving the kitchen towards the front door.

 

“Thomas! You get back here right now!” My mom shouted.

 

Tom shut the door behind him and my mom let out a sigh. “I’m sorry sweetie, he’ll come around eventually.” my mom said placing a hand on my head.

 

“I hope so,” I reply.

 

“Enough about him, we have shopping to do, let's go!” Ella said excitedly before mom handed her the card and guided me out to her car.

 

“You are going to LOVE the different outfits and styles of clothing that there are,” Ella said happily.

 

We got to the mall and I let Ella guide me to various stores to get sooo many different types of clothes and shoes, we had to make at least 3 trips out to the car because we had so many bags, I think we spent at least 2.5 grande getting everything I needed we then went to an on a retail store and Ella helped me decide the color for the paint. 

 

We picked out a pastel purple color and got me a new bed set which was also a purple and black mandala design. We found a tapestry with a similar design and a purple floor lamp. We then got me new shampoo and conditioner to help keep my hair pretty as Ella put it. We got me a variety of hair cair and skincare products that I have no idea how to use. We easily spent a couple of hundred dollars before we made our last stop at the furniture store.

 

We got a new bedroom furniture set and work loaded into the truck bed  and we took everything home and we saw dad had already taken all of my old stuff out of my room and put it out for the garbage trucks to take it.

 

We started with painting the room with two coats of paint we then brought in the bed then the dresser and nightstand we then started decorating it with the tapestry and signs we bought at the store. Once we got all the furniture in the room it looked like a typical girls room with open spaces that Ella said were for the desk for my homework and makeup. 

 

Ella and I started bringing in the bags upon bags of clothes and putting them away, we left the door open and didn’t realize that Tom had come home and was standing in the doorway.

 

“Wow, you really are a girl,” Tom said.

 

“Ella helped me pick everything out.” I reply.

 

“Of course she did, stop trying to make him your little sister he’s your brother!” Tom said.

 

“Thomas get down here now!” my dad yelled from the kitchen. Causing Tom to walk away and me to close the door so he doesn’t interrupt again.

 

And Ella finished putting all the clothes and shoes away and went to get something to eat. As we walked downstair Tom ignored us completely and went to his room, we got downstairs and were greeted by my mom with a box.

 

“Hey, girls did you have fun?” Mom asked.

 

“Yeah it wasn’t actually terrible, and I really like my new room,” I replied.

 

“That's wonderful sweetie, I’m proud you are making the best of the situation. Speaking of you are all registered for school and your uniforms are in the box.” My mom replied.

 

“I am not looking forward to this part though, I don’t wanna wear a skirt to school,” I replied.

 

“It’ll be okay sis, you may actually end up being super cute in your uniform,” Ella says cheerfully.

 

“I guess,” I replied before we sat down to eat and told mom about the shopping trip and how much I actually like a lot of the new clothes I got. After we ate it was pretty late and I needed to get some rest for my first day of high school again but this time as a girl.