Crossed Tides

Title: Crossed Tides

At the golden expanse of Seaside Catch, brother and sister, Kent and Lily arrived, their eyes soaking in the surefire light of a perfect summer day. Lily, a witch in training, had a mischievous glint in her eyes that Kent, a regular athlete, has often found intriguing and terrifying, in equal measures.

"Can't believe we're finally getting a break," Kent muttered, setting his bag down and stretching wide, his muscular arms catching the attention of beachgoers.

"Savor it," Lily replied, her attention focused on an ominous-looking amulet swinging from around her neck. "Summers at Seaside are magic."

As Kent changed into his swimsuit behind the beach shawl, Lily stared intensely into her amulet, whispering age-old incantations. Waves of magic rippled across the beach, touching every inch of reality, then vanished, leaving everything unchanged. Or so it seemed.

Emerging from behind the shawl, stumbling from disorientation, was not Kent, but a girl who bore an uncanny resemblance to him. Her new body was curvy and defined, her swimsuit now a two-piece that accentuated her developed figure. She touched her face in disbelief, her hazel eyes wide with confusion. "What the hell, Lily?" she shouted.

Lily merely smirked, then patted her shoulder consolingly. "Welcome to womanhood, sis. What should we call you? Kendall, maybe?"

"Change me back, Lily! This isn't funny!" Kendall insisted, an unnerving reality settling in as she examined her new driver's license and the pictures on her social media profiles. Everything about her past existence as Kent had been wiped clean, replaced with the narrative of her life as Kendall.

"Adapt, Kendall" Lily instructed. "Men find your resistance attractive."

Kendall gaped at her sister, her heart pounding. "I’m not into men, Lily!" she argued, sinking into the sand. The notion of having an inclination towards men was unprecedented to her erstwhile existence as Kent.

"Of course, you are, dear sister," countered Lily as she adjusted Kendall’s bikini straps with a knowing smile. "I've seen to it."

For the days to come, Kendall explored the female side of herself reluctantly but steadily. She eyed men warningly, their increased attention flustering her. Yet, slowly, her resistance melted. She began to appreciate the flirtatious remarks, the chivalrous displays. One particular guy, the lifeguard named Jordan captured her blossoming interest.

Even as Kendall adjusted to her new reality, deep down, she resented the unwanted transformation her sister had imposed on her. Would she ever get used to it? Could she accept her new life wholeheartedly? Only time would tell.

Reality is a tricky thing, for it's malleable in the hands of those who wield magical powers. Like the ceaseless ocean tide, it ebbs and flows, shifting and shaping according to the tempestuous whims. And in this mirthful summer mayhem, the two young women, as unlikely as it seemed, found an unspoken bond, a tie that straddled surreal tides and the shifting sands of time.

This story was generated by user brokennautho with assistance by one of OpenAI’s large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.

Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALL·E 2, or uploaded by the user.

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