The Reality Switch
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Title: The Reality Switch
Chapter One
Sudden transitions are unnerving for anyone. It's like waking up one day to find that the world you knew turned upside down. The story was the same for Bennett Kelly, a recent military retiree turned police officer. Or at least, that was his name until one day, in his patrol car, it wasn't.
Her name was now Bryony Kelly.
Bryony was 22 years old, a veteran in uniform, only now her uniform fitted differently. The badge bore the same name but the photograph depicted a young woman, not a man. Evidence of her military service, her ID card, every memento narrated the same tale. Everyone, from her fellow police officers to her commanding officer, believed that Bryony had always been a woman.
The female cop uniform was a mirror image of the male one, dark navy pants and a crisp collared shirt, not the stereotype of a skirt and heels Bryony had seen in old police sitcoms. The only thing that was different was the fit, curved now to accommodate her new body.
Even her name had undergone a shift. Bennett to Bryony, blending into her current reality with nonchalanced ease. She could no longer call herself by her former male name; her tongue curled around her new identity as easily as breathing, even when she fought to resist it. The same went for her pronouns. She, like her new name, now came out smoothly and fell off her tongue without any halt.
Chapter Two
The real shock came when she looked at her reflection in the rearview mirror of her patrol car. Bryony saw features that she had never seen before on her face; Bambi eyes replacing her sharp hawk-like gaze, softer features, and fuller lips. Her height had shrunk considerably, her once towering figure now petite. Her short, cropped locks had grown long, slipping down to the small of her back.
A hair tie was tightly wound around her wrist, another trinket that was never hers to claim before. Where her hands moved of their own volition to tie her hair into a standard bun, a reflection of the department policy. This scared her, because she didn't even realise she had done it until she saw her reflection staring back at her.
Other subtleties followed; like the unconscious way she would sit, always ensuring her knees were touching, a feminine grace replacing her once careless posture. Her hands had a life of their own, brushing her hair behind her ears and playing with the loose strands whenever she was nervous. Bryony tried to stop herself, but her hands betrayed her frantic thoughts.
Chapter Three
Perhaps the most unsettling change came with her sexual orientation. She found herself drawn to men, a stark contrast to her previous attraction to women. Bracing herself, she tried frantically to remember what she found attractive about women, desperately trying to resurrect those forgotten feelings. But they were gone, like sand slipping through her fingers. She tried resisting, but it was like trying to hold back the tide with her hands.
The transitions were sudden, unasked for. Yet, they were universally accepted, every echo of her old life scrubbed clean. Bryony tried fighting it, stopping the mental and physical evolution she found herself dragged into, but they weaved into her life as easily as breathing, as though she had always been this way.
And try as she might, Bryony Kelly could not fight back. She was stuck within these inescapable ruins of a change, a prisoner trapped in her own reality. The world kept on spinning, completely unmindful of the storm brewing within her.
This story was generated by user brokenarrow495 with assistance by one of OpenAIās large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
Images were generated with OpenAI's AI system, DALLĀ·E 2, or uploaded by the user.
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Prompt: after serving his time in the military the now 22 year old male cop is suddenly changed. when in the patrol car the young cop turned male to female. reality change everyone except for the former man remembers and thinks he was always a female officer everything from her military service card to her I.D show her as female with her female name. shows the difference with female officers. describes the female cop uniform with pants not skirt. male name slowly shifts to female name and now unable to call herself by male name despite her efforts and also unable to use male pronouns. now getting in the car the officer looks in the mirror and notices the changes to her face and hair along with shrunken hight. with now long hair that she using her hands and a new found hair tie on her wrist instinctually puts into a standard bun as department policy, this scares her as she did not even release she did this also now noticing how she has taken on female mannerism like how she talked, talked, and acted like how she now subconsciously always sits in a feminine manner by always making sure her knees are together, she tries to resist this but fails, and also how now she brushes her hair behind her ear, along with now subconsciously playing with her hair when nervous tries to resist these mannerisms but fails. sexual orientation changes from woman to now only being attracted to men tries to resist this but is not able to as she tries to remember what she found attractive about woman but is not able to and she becomes frantic trying in vain to prove her attraction to woman.
Response: Title: The Reality Switch Chapter One Sudden transitions are unnerving for anyone. It's like waking up one day to find that the world you knew turned upside down. The story was the same for Bennett Kelly, a recent military retiree turned police officer. Or at least, that was his name until one day, in his patrol car, it wasn't. Her name was now Bryony Kelly. Bryony was 22 years old, a veteran in uniform, only now her uniform fitted differently. The badge bore the same name but the photograph depicted a young woman, not a man. Evidence of her military service, her ID card, every memento narrated the same tale. Everyone, from her fellow police officers to her commanding officer, believed that Bryony had always been a woman. The female cop uniform was a mirror image of the male one, dark navy pants and a crisp collared shirt, not the stereotype of a skirt and heels Bryony had seen in old police sitcoms. The only thing that was different was the fit, curved now to accommodate her new body. Even her name had undergone a shift. Bennett to Bryony, blending into her current reality with nonchalanced ease. She could no longer call herself by her former male name; her tongue curled around her new identity as easily as breathing, even when she fought to resist it. The same went for her pronouns. She, like her new name, now came out smoothly and fell off her tongue without any halt. Chapter Two The real shock came when she looked at her reflection in the rearview mirror of her patrol car. Bryony saw features that she had never seen before on her face; Bambi eyes replacing her sharp hawk-like gaze, softer features, and fuller lips. Her height had shrunk considerably, her once towering figure now petite. Her short, cropped locks had grown long, slipping down to the small of her back. A hair tie was tightly wound around her wrist, another trinket that was never hers to claim before. Where her hands moved of their own volition to tie her hair into a standard bun, a reflection of the department policy. This scared her, because she didn't even realise she had done it until she saw her reflection staring back at her. Other subtleties followed; like the unconscious way she would sit, always ensuring her knees were touching, a feminine grace replacing her once careless posture. Her hands had a life of their own, brushing her hair behind her ears and playing with the loose strands whenever she was nervous. Bryony tried to stop herself, but her hands betrayed her frantic thoughts. Chapter Three Perhaps the most unsettling change came with her sexual orientation. She found herself drawn to men, a stark contrast to her previous attraction to women. Bracing herself, she tried frantically to remember what she found attractive about women, desperately trying to resurrect those forgotten feelings. But they were gone, like sand slipping through her fingers. She tried resisting, but it was like trying to hold back the tide with her hands. The transitions were sudden, unasked for. Yet, they were universally accepted, every echo of her old life scrubbed clean. Bryony tried fighting it, stopping the mental and physical evolution she found herself dragged into, but they weaved into her life as easily as breathing, as though she had always been this way. And try as she might, Bryony Kelly could not fight back. She was stuck within these inescapable ruins of a change, a prisoner trapped in her own reality. The world kept on spinning, completely unmindful of the storm brewing within her.
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