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Jason met with his colleagues at an outdoor bar after work. the night had been fun and the conversation had been light until the topic shifted to how women were treated in the past. Jason interjected in the middle of an arguement between one of his male colleagues, Bob and the secretary, Rachel. He said with a slimy smirk while smoke escaped his mouth "I don't buy it! Women have always had it easy! You're all just being dramatic."
Rachel had already had her patience extremely worn by bob's stupid, false comments but Jason's interjection sent her over the edge. She began doing strange movements with her hands. "Y'know what Jason? how about you experience it yourself? It should be so much fun right? because you know how easy women had it back then right? Her hands began to glow with some strange energy as she continued with her odd rhythmic movements. Everyone looked on in silent disbelief as she slowly walked towards Jason with anger in her eyes. "Hope you enjoy your new life Gina, maybe if you learn your lesson i might bring you back. if i feel like it" She said with grin as she made Jason suddenly disappear.

Jason could feel nothing but energy surging around him in a bitch black void. he flailed around as he swirled suspended in the air. he screamed but no noise came out. A light began flying towards him until it completely blinded him and everything went white. He smelled perfume, he felt his arm gripping a handle attached to something, his legs felt encased by something tight, He felt something made of fabric swaying and touching against his legs and his feet were in some unfamilar feeling footwear. He heard the whirring of a vacuum cleaner and the muffled sound of children giggling and running. His eyes began to finally open. He was met with the sight of an unfamiliar house. Lots of browns, beige and orange coloured decor. it reminded him of the house he saw in his mother's childhood photos. There was a Tv in front of the sofa beside him but it looked really old which seemed odd to Jason. He turned his head and looked behind him to find a kitchen. the appliances looked really old fashioned and he saw something was cooking in the oven. It smelt like lasagna but he couldn't quite tell. Finally he looked down at himself. He was wearing a strange looking orange shirt with a strange wide, white collar that rested on his shoulders. He noticed his chest was jutting outwards for some reason but ignored it for a moment to get a better look at his clothes. around his waist was a green short swing skirt held up by a white belt. Jason dropped the vacuum he was holding and frantically inspected himself more with growing confusion and anxiety. Under his skirt he found he was also wearing pantyhose and white vinyl stilleto heels. "What the fuck am I wearing?" he muttered to himself. However his voice was completely different and it made him freeze and cover his mouth. It was much higher pitched with an italian-american accent. He felt his legs turning to jelly from anxiety and the heeled shoes he was wearing made him fall on his ass. He felt things sway and shake from his ears from the force of the fall and found orange circular earrings attached to his ears. Then he realized his hair was also completely different. It was now brown and styled into a bouffant beehive he'd only ever seen in old movies and cartoons. His eyes gravitated back to his chest and he realized quickly that the had breasts! "Why the fuck am I a woman?!" he said as he prodded tentatively and the unfamiliar growths on his chest. "Okay, Okay I got it. this has to be a dream. If I just go with the flow it'll all be over soon and I'll wake up like nothing happened." He whispered to himself in an attempt to rationalize this insane situation. Suddenly, A little boy bursted through the front door and Jason felt his heart stop. "Mommy! can we use the hose to make water balloons?" The brown haired boy said to him while jumping up and down. Jason was stunned for a few seconds until he managed to blurt out some words "Y-yeah sure go ahead...sweetie." The boy then sprinted into the kitchen and snatched the balloons from a cupboard in the kitchen and then ran to the door, slamming it behind him. Jason put his hand to his head "Okay... so I'm a mom in this dream... kinda weird but its just a dream so just go with it jason." he said to himself. He looked down to the pink vacuum cleaner and decided to clean up to keep himself distracted from the weirdness of his situation. While vacuuming he came across photos of what looked like this mom person he now inhabited with her children and husband. She had 2 sons and one daughter. her husband was a slightly overweight Italian man with a receding hairline. Jason felt uneasy looking at the images. While vacuuming outside of the downstairs bathroom he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. he turned off the vacuum for a moment to get a closer look at his new face. She looked to be in her late 20s or early thirties. He appreciated how well kept her hair was despite how old fashioned he thought it looked. While inspecting her make-up Jason began making kissing faces in the mirror. He began absent mindedly posing and admiring himself. "What the hell am i doing??" he said to himself in his new italian accent. He sashayed back to the vacuum cleaner and turned it back on with a sigh. The hall door swung open again. An angry Italian man screamed "GINA!!! YOU BETTER HAVE DINNER READY!!!". "Gina? who is- oh I must be Gina..." Gina thought to herself while stunned by the screaming. She quickly strutted to the kitchen to check the oven. She was right, it was a lasagna but in the time she awakened in this body it had become slightly burnt. "I should've been keeping watch over it!" She thought to herself as she bent down to take it out with an oven mitt. She felt a shadow stomping behind her until it stood still. "Is that lasagna fuckin' burnt? You useless bitch. Can't even get decent food in this house." He said with contempt in his voice. Gina quickly set the Lasagna down on the counter and turned to face her husband. *SMACK* Gina fell to the floor. Her cheek was burning in pain. "I work all day and come home to this shit? Gina stayed laying on the tiled floor, eyes wide with shock. He picked up the lasagna and threw it straight into the bin. "Since you can't cook for your own family I guess I'll have to pick up the slack and get some pizza for me and the kids. You can eat that lasagna from the trash. He said angrily while leaning down to Gina. She felt tears welling up in her eyes as he stomped out of the house. "Enjoying your "easy" time Jason?" a disembodied voice echoed in his... her head. " or should I say Gina? Being a woman in the 60s isn't great is it huh? well, I think you need a little more time to fully understand okay jason? I'm thinking 3 more years! It was Rachel! "Oh and just so you know i'm doing this to Bob too! I do this will all misogynistic ignorant morons I meet hehe!". Jason was furious "GIVE ME MY LIFE BACK YOU BITCH!!!" he shouted in Gina's voice. "Uh oh! you just added 1 more year to your sentence Gina! Unless you want to stay as Gina forever I recommend you be nice...".

Description
Jason met with his colleagues at an outdoor bar after work. the night had been fun and the conversation had been light until the topic shifted to how women were treated in the past. Jason interjected in the middle of an arguement between one of his male colleagues, Bob and the secretary, Rachel. He said with a slimy smirk while smoke escaped his mouth "I don't buy it! Women have always had it easy! You're all just being dramatic."
Rachel had already had her patience extremely worn by bob's stupid, false comments but Jason's interjection sent her over the edge. She began doing strange movements with her hands. "Y'know what Jason? how about you experience it yourself? It should be so much fun right? because you know how easy women had it back then right? Her hands began to glow with some strange energy as she continued with her odd rhythmic movements. Everyone looked on in silent disbelief as she slowly walked towards Jason with anger in her eyes. "Hope you enjoy your new life Gina, maybe if you learn your lesson i might bring you back. if i feel like it" She said with grin as she made Jason suddenly disappear.

Jason could feel nothing but energy surging around him in a bitch black void. he flailed around as he swirled suspended in the air. he screamed but no noise came out. A light began flying towards him until it completely blinded him and everything went white. He smelled perfume, he felt his arm gripping a handle attached to something, his legs felt encased by something tight, He felt something made of fabric swaying and touching against his legs and his feet were in some unfamilar feeling footwear. He heard the whirring of a vacuum cleaner and the muffled sound of children giggling and running. His eyes began to finally open. He was met with the sight of an unfamiliar house. Lots of browns, beige and orange coloured decor. it reminded him of the house he saw in his mother's childhood photos. There was a Tv in front of the sofa beside him but it looked really old which seemed odd to Jason. He turned his head and looked behind him to find a kitchen. the appliances looked really old fashioned and he saw something was cooking in the oven. It smelt like lasagna but he couldn't quite tell. Finally he looked down at himself. He was wearing a strange looking orange shirt with a strange wide, white collar that rested on his shoulders. He noticed his chest was jutting outwards for some reason but ignored it for a moment to get a better look at his clothes. around his waist was a green short swing skirt held up by a white belt. Jason dropped the vacuum he was holding and frantically inspected himself more with growing confusion and anxiety. Under his skirt he found he was also wearing pantyhose and white vinyl stilleto heels. "What the fuck am I wearing?" he muttered to himself. However his voice was completely different and it made him freeze and cover his mouth. It was much higher pitched with an italian-american accent. He felt his legs turning to jelly from anxiety and the heeled shoes he was wearing made him fall on his ass. He felt things sway and shake from his ears from the force of the fall and found orange circular earrings attached to his ears. Then he realized his hair was also completely different. It was now brown and styled into a bouffant beehive he'd only ever seen in old movies and cartoons. His eyes gravitated back to his chest and he realized quickly that the had breasts! "Why the fuck am I a woman?!" he said as he prodded tentatively and the unfamiliar growths on his chest. "Okay, Okay I got it. this has to be a dream. If I just go with the flow it'll all be over soon and I'll wake up like nothing happened." He whispered to himself in an attempt to rationalize this insane situation. Suddenly, A little boy bursted through the front door and Jason felt his heart stop. "Mommy! can we use the hose to make water balloons?" The brown haired boy said to him while jumping up and down. Jason was stunned for a few seconds until he managed to blurt out some words "Y-yeah sure go ahead...sweetie." The boy then sprinted into the kitchen and snatched the balloons from a cupboard in the kitchen and then ran to the door, slamming it behind him. Jason put his hand to his head "Okay... so I'm a mom in this dream... kinda weird but its just a dream so just go with it jason." he said to himself. He looked down to the pink vacuum cleaner and decided to clean up to keep himself distracted from the weirdness of his situation. While vacuuming he came across photos of what looked like this mom person he now inhabited with her children and husband. She had 2 sons and one daughter. her husband was a slightly overweight Italian man with a receding hairline. Jason felt uneasy looking at the images. While vacuuming outside of the downstairs bathroom he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. he turned off the vacuum for a moment to get a closer look at his new face. She looked to be in her late 20s or early thirties. He appreciated how well kept her hair was despite how old fashioned he thought it looked. While inspecting her make-up Jason began making kissing faces in the mirror. He began absent mindedly posing and admiring himself. "What the hell am i doing??" he said to himself in his new italian accent. He sashayed back to the vacuum cleaner and turned it back on with a sigh. The hall door swung open again. An angry Italian man screamed "GINA!!! YOU BETTER HAVE DINNER READY!!!". "Gina? who is- oh I must be Gina..." Gina thought to herself while stunned by the screaming. She quickly strutted to the kitchen to check the oven. She was right, it was a lasagna but in the time she awakened in this body it had become slightly burnt. "I should've been keeping watch over it!" She thought to herself as she bent down to take it out with an oven mitt. She felt a shadow stomping behind her until it stood still. "Is that lasagna fuckin' burnt? You useless bitch. Can't even get decent food in this house." He said with contempt in his voice. Gina quickly set the Lasagna down on the counter and turned to face her husband. *SMACK* Gina fell to the floor. Her cheek was burning in pain. "I work all day and come home to this shit? Gina stayed laying on the tiled floor, eyes wide with shock. He picked up the lasagna and threw it straight into the bin. "Since you can't cook for your own family I guess I'll have to pick up the slack and get some pizza for me and the kids. You can eat that lasagna from the trash. He said angrily while leaning down to Gina. She felt tears welling up in her eyes as he stomped out of the house. "Enjoying your "easy" time Jason?" a disembodied voice echoed in his... her head. " or should I say Gina? Being a woman in the 60s isn't great is it huh? well, I think you need a little more time to fully understand okay jason? I'm thinking 3 more years! It was Rachel! "Oh and just so you know i'm doing this to Bob too! I do this will all misogynistic ignorant morons I meet hehe!". Jason was furious "GIVE ME MY LIFE BACK YOU BITCH!!!" he shouted in Gina's voice. "Uh oh! you just added 1 more year to your sentence Gina! Unless you want to stay as Gina forever I recommend you be nice...".