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In the year 2040 a conservative group of rich American Elites have overthrown the government and institute the New Conservative Order. In this new society culture is forcefully pushed toward the right and the rich and powerful have expanded there powers.

There were still many liberals in America, but they were slowly being wiped out by the new government policies. Will was one of the remaining liberals and he wasn’t afraid voice his opinion. He would forcefully attack conservatism wherever it reared its head.

One day when he was walking down a city street, where he lived, he saw a big silver Escalade with a series of conservative bumper stickers on the back. The stickers said “Free loading Immigrants Won’t Get A Dollar From Me”, “Liberalism Is For Pussies”, and “Don’t Be Ashamed Of Motherhood Ladies.” These messages displayed so openly by some “hillbilly” sent him into a uncontrollable rage. His anger against conservatives had only grown stronger since the coup and seeing someone in his own neighborhood displaying this hate sent him over the edge.

He took out his keys and began to carve “get out bumpkin” into the hood of the car and smashed three of its windows with a brick. The noise caused a few people to peek out of their doorways to see what was up and there reactions were mixed but some yelled at him to stop.

Suddenly before he could reach the fourth window a short portly man appeared from a near by store front and shouted “Hey that’s my car.” And started to run toward Will.

Will afraid this man might have a gun decided this wasn’t worth dying over and ran in the opposite direction. He was faster than this short fat man. Looking back laughed watching the midgets stubby little legs try to keep pace with him. Seeing a tall fence he climbed over into someone's yard. He could hear the man on the other side attempting to reach the top to climb over but he just couldn’t to Will’s amusement. Sorry shorty looks like your hatred will only get you so far. As much as he enjoyed mocking the man he knew the cops were on the way so he took off.

Will might of gotten away with the vandalism if there hadn’t been a street camera and several witnesses at the crime scene that could identify him as a local of the neighborhood. By that night two police officers were at his door telling him he had to come with them down town. Seeing no other option he went with the them peacefully and was led to the back of a squad car. He would spend that night behind bars.

Will couldn’t sleep in the crowded cell he was sure he was getting away with this only a couple of hours ago. He eventually sighed and relaxed a bit he thought the consequences couldn’t be that bad. He’d only caused some property damage. He should only have to pay for the damages and maybe do some community service.

Unfortunately for him his small crime of property damage had been upgraded. A new law that protected conservatives from persecution from radical “liberals and leftists” had just gone into affect. The way the law worked was if a crime was specifically targeted against an individual because of their conservative beliefs it qualified as a hate crime. Which carried a sentence of 20 years to life.

This was some news to Will the next morning when he found out from his lawyer. His anger turned to fear and desperation. He couldn’t go to jail for the rest of his life he’d never survive in there. So when his lawyer said the prosecution was willing to make a deal he said “yes take it no matter what it is.”

That day his lawyer accepted the terms bringing him a contract to sign. Reading the terms out loud his lawyer said “The prosecution has decided not to peruse the 20 to life prison sentence. This was mainly due to input from the victim, Brandon Toole, who thought a different form of punishment would be more just. The punishment you will receive is 5 years probation, you must plead guilty to a felony, and you must compensate Mr. Toole with three traits.”

Tom was confused and inquired “What does three traits mean?”

“Through the use of a swapper Mr. Toole will have his choice of exchanging up to three traits with you.”

Tom had heard of the Swapper it was one of the most consequential invention of the past ten years, but it was still in fairly sparse use. He hadn't even seen one be used before and only read about people exchanging hair color and trivial things of that nature. “Fine what does he want my hair, my youthful skin, muscles. I can always get those back with treatments.”

“That’s really up for Mr. Toole to decide." Will seeing no better options took the document from his lawyer and signed it. After an hour later the prosecution finalized the terms and Will was waiting in a meeting room room where he was told to meet Mr. Toole. He was nodding off when doors of the meeting swung opened and the little round man Will had seen at the crime scene came in.

Will hadn’t gotten a good look at him before but now he could see he was somewhat older than himself and was very short and plump. What surprised him was that even with his underwhelming body the man had a powerful confidence.

In a booming voice he said “Hello I’m Mr. Toole but I'd prefer to be called Brandon. That was some low shit you did to my car but I don’t think it’s worth you rotting away in a cell for the rest of your life you deserve a more.... useful punishment. Anyway I’m glad we could agree on a deal. Now, no time to waist let’s get over to the swapper I only rented it for an hour.”

“Ok let’s get this over with.” Will fallowed the man out of the room with his head hung low.

They walked out of the court house and into a car, which took them to a ware house. The entire time they drove Will didn’t say anything and tried to avoid eye contact.

Once they entered the warehouse Brandon told him to strip. Will was hesitant, but seeing Brandon do it as well gave him a little reassurance. Also Brandon wasn’t all that intimidating with his clothes off with his obese stocky body, so if something went wrong Will thought he could take him since it was just the two of them.

Inside their was only two glass cylindrical chambers with illuminated floors and some machinery with control screens. Brandon pointed to one of the chambers which had its door slightly ajar and gestured for Will to climb in. Knowing the consequences if he didn’t Will opened the door, climbed in and closed it. Brandon did the same they were now looking across at one another through the cylinders' glass. A screen was visible to Will it printed a list of his traits. Which included

Age: 24
Sex: Male
Height: 6’1”
Build: healthy weight, above muscular avg, BMI of 21
Hair: straight, long male cut, brown
Skin: pale white

As well as at least 50 more.
Suddenly their was a start up sequence notification on the screen and the floor seemed to tremble for a moment and then stopped. Now Brandon was ready to make his selection. The first thing he chose was build. Suddenly blue lightning seemed to shoot from the walls of Will’s chambers. He was shocked and looked over to see the same thing happening to Brandon. Suddenly it felt to Will that his body was inflating he looked down at his body and saw that his entire body was becoming bloated with fat. He was growing a sizable belly, calves and flabby man boobs. His moderately built muscles were melting away being replaced by fat. Looking over at Branon he saw a now skinnier man with a muscle build similar to the one he’d just lost. Finally the arcing lightning stopped and Will looked at his screen. Under his name every stat was the same except his build which now said.

Build: Obese, bellow muscular avg, BMI 34

Will sighed he was very embarrassed by his new weight, but he thought to himself at least I can work this off and get back to my old body one day. He didn’t have much time to contemplate however soon Brandon was back on his terminal making another selection and the arcing blue lighting started flying. This time Will kept his eyes on the display to look for changes and saw it. Slowly his height stat was decreasing, the inches steadily changing from 6’1” to 6” to 5”11’, he was frozen with fear. Suddenly having a realization of the scope of the swappers power. The world around him was rising up to him he tried to convince himself it was an illusion by standing straight up but this had no affect. He could work off the weight but their was no coming back from being as short as Brandon. Instinctively Will tried to open the door but it was locked all he could do was ineffectively bang on the glass. Looking at the screen it said now said 5’7”. He saw Brandon in the other cylinder smiling, he was now the same height and slowly surpassing him. Will started crying out “Wait! I don’t want this!!” This had no affect his new belly and man boobs seemed to expand as they settled on a smaller body. The stat continued to change until it reached 5’3”.

Will’s panic subsided and now his anger started. “You can’t take that it… it’sss… not fair!”

“Everything is up for grabs boyo you took the deal.” Said Brandon who reached for his door and exited the cylinder.

“What are you doing is it over? Please have mercy on me. I don't deserve this I just made a stupid mistake.” Will was now pleading with the man he despised even before he met him.

Brandon approached the walls of Will’s cylinder with a smug grin. His new stature casting a intimidating figure over Will which caused him to slink away to the opposite wall. “No, I’m afraid not. You still owe me one more trait little man. Ha! I’ve always wanted to say that. I can respect a man who is devoted in his beliefs but a man who can’t tolerate the free speech of others isn't worth the title of man. You obviously couldn't take the pressure of being a man so I'm letting you express your liberalism by letting you get in touch with your feminine side. Britney would you come in here?” He called to someone in another room out of sight.

A nude woman now entered the room. She had long black hair and a slender build. She was intimidating to Will. Her raven hair cropping cold black eyes upon a 5’10” body. She did not make eye contact with Will while striding with determination toward the chamber. Like he wasn't even worthy of her attention.

Wendy was a woman who identified as a man but in the new society imposed by the New Conservative order there are only two recognized genders. Gender was now determined by genitals and SRS was illegal, so the only way people can change genders was if they trait swapped with another person for their gender. Britney or as she calls herself in private Brett is a high powered multi millionaire and the buyer of Will’s final trait. She had always felt out of place in the male dominated board rooms of fortune 500 company's and this was her solution to that problem

She stepped into the other cylinder while he desperately looked for an escape like a rat in a trap. As soon as the door closed behind her lighting began to fly. New parts of Will's body began to change his hip bones widened and his shoulders narrowed. Flesh around his ass, thighs, hips, and tits started to accumulate and swell. He was sure some of these areas were further exaggerated by his new BMI. It was shocking to him how gar gargantuan his ass was getting he started to get a boner just looking at it over his shoulder. The changes seemed to slow down a little and he looked over at Britney who now looked more like a skinny man, but there was somethings else their eyes were rolled back and their face seemed to show an expression of pure sexual pleasure. Will wondered what that was, but than it hit him his dick shot back inside of him and started to rearrange with his sexual organs, which caused him to experience an orgasm and he let out an involuntary moan in his new female voice. This made Brandon, who was admiring from the other side of the glass, chuckle. It gave him great pleasure to see this vandal and political dissident be punished.

Finally Will's insides stopped rearranging and the transformation stopped. Standing in one pod was a delighted man with dark hair and in the other was a short obese woman utterly who was utterly despondent.

The rest of Will's visit to the swapper went pretty fast the door unlocked and he got out fast as he could. He flung the door open with all his might but he wasn’t used to his new body’s center of mass so he toppled over. Frantic he crawled on his legs and knees over to the clothes he took off earlier and tried putting them on. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t get his old clothes to fits were to small and long.

When tapped on the shoulder he flinched and whipped around seeing Brandon holding some folded clothes. “I thought you might need these later. So I brought them with me.” He said handing them over with a bemused smile. The clothes were panties, a baggy sweater, shoes, and pants all of witch fit his fat ass. He quickly got changed right there and when he was finished he grabbed his things and scrambled for the door to leave and go home.

Looking over his shoulder quickly he saw Brandon congratulating the newly minted Brett seemingly welcoming him to the manhood tribe. Once out the door Will realized that he had no car to get home. He thought his best bet was the bus to get home so he ran for the nearest bus stop. His new body was horrible at running after his initial sprint out of the building he was out of breath and every time he ran his entire body giggled which was very annoying. His tits were out of control he’d been offed a bra by Brandon with his new clothes but it was to complicated and he was in a rush. After period of slow running and walking he made it to the bus. He was sure he’d looked like a crazy woman running around like he did, because he was unused to his new body. Eventually the bus came and after a few connections he got home locked his apartment door, closed his shades, and barrier his head in a pillow and cried himself to sleep hoping to wake up from this nightmare.

The next month was hard for Will his current job fired him, because he was now a felon and they couldn’t employ someone with a criminal history. And unfortunately the only jobs available to him are serving jobs and maid jobs which all pay especially bad since the minimum wage was abolished after the conservative take over. It is especially hard for woman to find jobs since employers can now discriminate by sex since it’s within their new corporate rights. He could sell himself to a corporations and become a legal slave and survive off what they gave him but he didn't want to degrade himself any further.

After a month he had run out of his savings and was about to be evicted by his land lord. He’d wanted to try and find a job been too embarrassed to put himself out there with his new body. He tried to cut down on his food costs but unfortunately couldn't. He’d also inherited a new intense craving for food when he swapped weights. Putting on a few pounds since he wasn't able to stick to a healthy diet. He didn't have to be worried about being homeless but compared to what his probation officer said would happen to him if he didn't find a job soon seemed even way better.

His probations officer seemed like a kind 60 year old woman when he'd first met her. Soon though she began to lecture him about fundamentalist Christian values. Her office was covered in crocheted tapestries and pictures of her grandchildren. Her job was to make sure Will or now Wendy was fallowing a “moral” life style. She'd mandated that he attend church at least once a week to "rekindle with god". Once when he'd come in with in a shirt with no bra she'd threatened to right him up for an infraction.

Last week when she'd asked if he'd found a job and he'd said no she frowned and informed gave him some bad news. "I can appreciate a girls who want to support themselves even though they can never archive as much as a man, however its stated by the law that if a female futile felon(FFF), such as yourself, cant support themselves they must be sent to an FFF re-education facility and apron graduation be assigned a husband who can. I've prayed to god for patience with you but if you don't have a job by next week I'm afraid I'll have to start to send in paper work for the FFF facility up state."

"Come on mam you know about my situation I used to be male until I got my gender changed I'm not a real female."

"I don't want to hear such blaspheme so long as it says Female on your ID and you can have baby's you are in the eyes of god and country an FFF."

The new justice system of the new conservative order had a new way of dealing with female offenders. Which was give them away to a male willing to marry and support them. This was meant to increase the married households in the new conservative America but often times the men who were chosen were abusive and couldn’t get a woman if they weren’t given to them.

The day after meeting with his probation officer he was sitting around his apartment when he received an email. To his shock it was Brandon.

He said he’d checked up on him and felt bad for him so he was offering him a job. Still extremely bitter Will wanted to respond in a swear filled tirade, but when he read how much he would be paid he began to feel his desperation tempt him. After all it beat being forced into marriage. He decided he had no choice and made his way over.

When he arrived at the address Brandon gave him he was shocked to see a giant mansion. Knocking at the door he waited still tempted to run as far away from here as he could. Brandon answered the door with a smile and said hello asking Will to come in. Will still was too ashamed to elevate his gaze and make eye contact. Since he’d changed his gender he’d had his name legally changed to Wendy automatically. Despite Brandon referring to him by his female name he didn’t want to defy conservative order any further. Brandon said after they took a seat in his living room that he was looking for a new house keeper, because the other one had gotten to old. Her responsibilities would be to clean the house, do the laundry and tend the garden.
Wendy swallowed her pride said sure but she wasn’t sure she had enough money to get a place within place distance to work. Smiling Brandon said he had just the thing.
Brandon brought Wendy in the newly repaired car to an apartment building about a ten minute ride away. Brandon explained how he owned the building and could give Wendy a deal on a room. He brought Wendy down to the basement level and showed her a tiny unit that consisted of a bathroom and bedroom.
Wendy was depressed by the sight of the unit it was a fraction of her former place, but it seemed to be her only option. So when Brandon finished giving her the tour and asked if she would take the job and the living situation she said yes meekly still without making eye contact. Brandon seemed excited by her answer and told Wendy she could start Tomorrow and get their at 7am.
Wendy settled into a routine for the first week. She still held bitter resentment toward Brandon who was now having over new woman every night thanks to his new build and height combined with his wealth. Adding to this humiliation was that she was forced to change the stained sheets in the morning. While she worked for Brandon she was forced to where a blue uniform with an apron and high heels that killed his feet after a day of wearing them.
Brandon still found time to mock Wendy with guests he’d mention their past together. Often time when he would have political discussions with friends he’d call over Wendy to get her opinion and he’d say it’s important to get a servants perspective.
One part of the job which Wendy did enjoy the garden it was beautiful and the gardener Jose was always nice to her. She liked Jose they always talked together for a little while whenever they saw each other. Although he was could only speak a beginner English he was learning fast and she felt a deep connection with him she couldn’t explain.
She would start to dream of him at night and couldn’t figure out her obsession. Eventually Brandon realized that he was attracted to Jose. The thought just scared her couldn’t she was still a the straight male she was when she became female right. Little did Will know the swapper had affected her sexuality.
Will tried his best but couldn’t stop himself from seeing Jose and Brandon took notice. He thought the whole thing hilarious and saw it as a further way to humiliate Wendy.
Jose lived in a apartment owned by Brandon. In order to get Jose and Wendy together Brandon decided to put the two of them in one apartment.
When he informed Wendy she was furious and said she refused. He lied abaut the reason and said that “I can’t afford to pay for his housing anymore, and if I put him out on the street ICE might look into his immigration paperwork.” Wendy didn’t like the idea of living with Jose but she eventually caved because she cared to much about Jose.
Later on Brandon was joking privately that “Wendy as a Liberal was more than willing to welcome a immigrant into his home. “
Wend tried his best to resist like sleeping on the floor but in the one bedroom apartment she couldn’t resist the magnetism she felt for him and one night she gave in and soon they were sleeping together regularly.
The relationship between Jose and Wendy soon matured and they were soon going to Wendy’s court mandated church sessions together which was fine with him since he usually went to church regularly before he met her.
Eventually Wendy began to enjoy going to church as well because it gave her a chance to be with Jose. Soon Jose introduced her to his family. It was something that Jose had never had his family diners were small and relationships felt strained. With Jose’s family she feels like she’s treated like one of the family. The only part she didn’t like was how much they brought up marriage and babies.
Every thing was going pretty much this way for while for the two love birds but then Wendy got eventually pregnant. She fought with Jose for a week about how he didn’t use a condom. She was worried how would this affect their job and future. Eventually she told Brandon he smiled and said congratulations she was pretty sure this had been his plan all along but she didn’t care at this point. She asked if she could still work at his house and he said sure but he certainly couldn’t wear her uniform some blue maternity shirts would do.

A few months later

Jose and Wendy decided to tie the knot before the baby was born. Their wedding was lovely all Wendy’s friends and relatives from her previous life came and were shocked at how well she filled the role of wife.

Jose talked to Brandon and his boss said he’d help pay for his education and when he got out he could work for his company.

Brandon set them up with a bigger apartment with a room for the babies. Their having twins. Wendy is 6 month pregnant and she can feel it she has cravings for the strangest foods, uncontrollable gas, and the two babies love to kick her bladder. She talks with Jose about how she can’t go through the pain of having more kids, however Jose secretly wants more kids and came to an agreement with Brandon that for every kid she gives birth to he will get a raise. Wendy can expect childbirth to be a yearly occurrence. For the next decade at least.

One day while she was doing house work Brandon surprised her with a car seat she was touched and smiled as he took a photo of her. Her hated of him had begun to fade and she now saw him as a father figure who gave her the gift of motherhood.

Brandon intended to use it in a synopsis he was writing for how to turn a godless liberal into a god fearing mother of a growing family that contributes to society.

Description
In the year 2040 a conservative group of rich American Elites have overthrown the government and institute the New Conservative Order. In this new society culture is forcefully pushed toward the right and the rich and powerful have expanded there powers.

There were still many liberals in America, but they were slowly being wiped out by the new government policies. Will was one of the remaining liberals and he wasn’t afraid voice his opinion. He would forcefully attack conservatism wherever it reared its head.

One day when he was walking down a city street, where he lived, he saw a big silver Escalade with a series of conservative bumper stickers on the back. The stickers said “Free loading Immigrants Won’t Get A Dollar From Me”, “Liberalism Is For Pussies”, and “Don’t Be Ashamed Of Motherhood Ladies.” These messages displayed so openly by some “hillbilly” sent him into a uncontrollable rage. His anger against conservatives had only grown stronger since the coup and seeing someone in his own neighborhood displaying this hate sent him over the edge.

He took out his keys and began to carve “get out bumpkin” into the hood of the car and smashed three of its windows with a brick. The noise caused a few people to peek out of their doorways to see what was up and there reactions were mixed but some yelled at him to stop.

Suddenly before he could reach the fourth window a short portly man appeared from a near by store front and shouted “Hey that’s my car.” And started to run toward Will.

Will afraid this man might have a gun decided this wasn’t worth dying over and ran in the opposite direction. He was faster than this short fat man. Looking back laughed watching the midgets stubby little legs try to keep pace with him. Seeing a tall fence he climbed over into someone's yard. He could hear the man on the other side attempting to reach the top to climb over but he just couldn’t to Will’s amusement. Sorry shorty looks like your hatred will only get you so far. As much as he enjoyed mocking the man he knew the cops were on the way so he took off.

Will might of gotten away with the vandalism if there hadn’t been a street camera and several witnesses at the crime scene that could identify him as a local of the neighborhood. By that night two police officers were at his door telling him he had to come with them down town. Seeing no other option he went with the them peacefully and was led to the back of a squad car. He would spend that night behind bars.

Will couldn’t sleep in the crowded cell he was sure he was getting away with this only a couple of hours ago. He eventually sighed and relaxed a bit he thought the consequences couldn’t be that bad. He’d only caused some property damage. He should only have to pay for the damages and maybe do some community service.

Unfortunately for him his small crime of property damage had been upgraded. A new law that protected conservatives from persecution from radical “liberals and leftists” had just gone into affect. The way the law worked was if a crime was specifically targeted against an individual because of their conservative beliefs it qualified as a hate crime. Which carried a sentence of 20 years to life.

This was some news to Will the next morning when he found out from his lawyer. His anger turned to fear and desperation. He couldn’t go to jail for the rest of his life he’d never survive in there. So when his lawyer said the prosecution was willing to make a deal he said “yes take it no matter what it is.”

That day his lawyer accepted the terms bringing him a contract to sign. Reading the terms out loud his lawyer said “The prosecution has decided not to peruse the 20 to life prison sentence. This was mainly due to input from the victim, Brandon Toole, who thought a different form of punishment would be more just. The punishment you will receive is 5 years probation, you must plead guilty to a felony, and you must compensate Mr. Toole with three traits.”

Tom was confused and inquired “What does three traits mean?”

“Through the use of a swapper Mr. Toole will have his choice of exchanging up to three traits with you.”

Tom had heard of the Swapper it was one of the most consequential invention of the past ten years, but it was still in fairly sparse use. He hadn't even seen one be used before and only read about people exchanging hair color and trivial things of that nature. “Fine what does he want my hair, my youthful skin, muscles. I can always get those back with treatments.”

“That’s really up for Mr. Toole to decide." Will seeing no better options took the document from his lawyer and signed it. After an hour later the prosecution finalized the terms and Will was waiting in a meeting room room where he was told to meet Mr. Toole. He was nodding off when doors of the meeting swung opened and the little round man Will had seen at the crime scene came in.

Will hadn’t gotten a good look at him before but now he could see he was somewhat older than himself and was very short and plump. What surprised him was that even with his underwhelming body the man had a powerful confidence.

In a booming voice he said “Hello I’m Mr. Toole but I'd prefer to be called Brandon. That was some low shit you did to my car but I don’t think it’s worth you rotting away in a cell for the rest of your life you deserve a more.... useful punishment. Anyway I’m glad we could agree on a deal. Now, no time to waist let’s get over to the swapper I only rented it for an hour.”

“Ok let’s get this over with.” Will fallowed the man out of the room with his head hung low.

They walked out of the court house and into a car, which took them to a ware house. The entire time they drove Will didn’t say anything and tried to avoid eye contact.

Once they entered the warehouse Brandon told him to strip. Will was hesitant, but seeing Brandon do it as well gave him a little reassurance. Also Brandon wasn’t all that intimidating with his clothes off with his obese stocky body, so if something went wrong Will thought he could take him since it was just the two of them.

Inside their was only two glass cylindrical chambers with illuminated floors and some machinery with control screens. Brandon pointed to one of the chambers which had its door slightly ajar and gestured for Will to climb in. Knowing the consequences if he didn’t Will opened the door, climbed in and closed it. Brandon did the same they were now looking across at one another through the cylinders' glass. A screen was visible to Will it printed a list of his traits. Which included

Age: 24
Sex: Male
Height: 6’1”
Build: healthy weight, above muscular avg, BMI of 21
Hair: straight, long male cut, brown
Skin: pale white

As well as at least 50 more.
Suddenly their was a start up sequence notification on the screen and the floor seemed to tremble for a moment and then stopped. Now Brandon was ready to make his selection. The first thing he chose was build. Suddenly blue lightning seemed to shoot from the walls of Will’s chambers. He was shocked and looked over to see the same thing happening to Brandon. Suddenly it felt to Will that his body was inflating he looked down at his body and saw that his entire body was becoming bloated with fat. He was growing a sizable belly, calves and flabby man boobs. His moderately built muscles were melting away being replaced by fat. Looking over at Branon he saw a now skinnier man with a muscle build similar to the one he’d just lost. Finally the arcing lightning stopped and Will looked at his screen. Under his name every stat was the same except his build which now said.

Build: Obese, bellow muscular avg, BMI 34

Will sighed he was very embarrassed by his new weight, but he thought to himself at least I can work this off and get back to my old body one day. He didn’t have much time to contemplate however soon Brandon was back on his terminal making another selection and the arcing blue lighting started flying. This time Will kept his eyes on the display to look for changes and saw it. Slowly his height stat was decreasing, the inches steadily changing from 6’1” to 6” to 5”11’, he was frozen with fear. Suddenly having a realization of the scope of the swappers power. The world around him was rising up to him he tried to convince himself it was an illusion by standing straight up but this had no affect. He could work off the weight but their was no coming back from being as short as Brandon. Instinctively Will tried to open the door but it was locked all he could do was ineffectively bang on the glass. Looking at the screen it said now said 5’7”. He saw Brandon in the other cylinder smiling, he was now the same height and slowly surpassing him. Will started crying out “Wait! I don’t want this!!” This had no affect his new belly and man boobs seemed to expand as they settled on a smaller body. The stat continued to change until it reached 5’3”.

Will’s panic subsided and now his anger started. “You can’t take that it… it’sss… not fair!”

“Everything is up for grabs boyo you took the deal.” Said Brandon who reached for his door and exited the cylinder.

“What are you doing is it over? Please have mercy on me. I don't deserve this I just made a stupid mistake.” Will was now pleading with the man he despised even before he met him.

Brandon approached the walls of Will’s cylinder with a smug grin. His new stature casting a intimidating figure over Will which caused him to slink away to the opposite wall. “No, I’m afraid not. You still owe me one more trait little man. Ha! I’ve always wanted to say that. I can respect a man who is devoted in his beliefs but a man who can’t tolerate the free speech of others isn't worth the title of man. You obviously couldn't take the pressure of being a man so I'm letting you express your liberalism by letting you get in touch with your feminine side. Britney would you come in here?” He called to someone in another room out of sight.

A nude woman now entered the room. She had long black hair and a slender build. She was intimidating to Will. Her raven hair cropping cold black eyes upon a 5’10” body. She did not make eye contact with Will while striding with determination toward the chamber. Like he wasn't even worthy of her attention.

Wendy was a woman who identified as a man but in the new society imposed by the New Conservative order there are only two recognized genders. Gender was now determined by genitals and SRS was illegal, so the only way people can change genders was if they trait swapped with another person for their gender. Britney or as she calls herself in private Brett is a high powered multi millionaire and the buyer of Will’s final trait. She had always felt out of place in the male dominated board rooms of fortune 500 company's and this was her solution to that problem

She stepped into the other cylinder while he desperately looked for an escape like a rat in a trap. As soon as the door closed behind her lighting began to fly. New parts of Will's body began to change his hip bones widened and his shoulders narrowed. Flesh around his ass, thighs, hips, and tits started to accumulate and swell. He was sure some of these areas were further exaggerated by his new BMI. It was shocking to him how gar gargantuan his ass was getting he started to get a boner just looking at it over his shoulder. The changes seemed to slow down a little and he looked over at Britney who now looked more like a skinny man, but there was somethings else their eyes were rolled back and their face seemed to show an expression of pure sexual pleasure. Will wondered what that was, but than it hit him his dick shot back inside of him and started to rearrange with his sexual organs, which caused him to experience an orgasm and he let out an involuntary moan in his new female voice. This made Brandon, who was admiring from the other side of the glass, chuckle. It gave him great pleasure to see this vandal and political dissident be punished.

Finally Will's insides stopped rearranging and the transformation stopped. Standing in one pod was a delighted man with dark hair and in the other was a short obese woman utterly who was utterly despondent.

The rest of Will's visit to the swapper went pretty fast the door unlocked and he got out fast as he could. He flung the door open with all his might but he wasn’t used to his new body’s center of mass so he toppled over. Frantic he crawled on his legs and knees over to the clothes he took off earlier and tried putting them on. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t get his old clothes to fits were to small and long.

When tapped on the shoulder he flinched and whipped around seeing Brandon holding some folded clothes. “I thought you might need these later. So I brought them with me.” He said handing them over with a bemused smile. The clothes were panties, a baggy sweater, shoes, and pants all of witch fit his fat ass. He quickly got changed right there and when he was finished he grabbed his things and scrambled for the door to leave and go home.

Looking over his shoulder quickly he saw Brandon congratulating the newly minted Brett seemingly welcoming him to the manhood tribe. Once out the door Will realized that he had no car to get home. He thought his best bet was the bus to get home so he ran for the nearest bus stop. His new body was horrible at running after his initial sprint out of the building he was out of breath and every time he ran his entire body giggled which was very annoying. His tits were out of control he’d been offed a bra by Brandon with his new clothes but it was to complicated and he was in a rush. After period of slow running and walking he made it to the bus. He was sure he’d looked like a crazy woman running around like he did, because he was unused to his new body. Eventually the bus came and after a few connections he got home locked his apartment door, closed his shades, and barrier his head in a pillow and cried himself to sleep hoping to wake up from this nightmare.

The next month was hard for Will his current job fired him, because he was now a felon and they couldn’t employ someone with a criminal history. And unfortunately the only jobs available to him are serving jobs and maid jobs which all pay especially bad since the minimum wage was abolished after the conservative take over. It is especially hard for woman to find jobs since employers can now discriminate by sex since it’s within their new corporate rights. He could sell himself to a corporations and become a legal slave and survive off what they gave him but he didn't want to degrade himself any further.

After a month he had run out of his savings and was about to be evicted by his land lord. He’d wanted to try and find a job been too embarrassed to put himself out there with his new body. He tried to cut down on his food costs but unfortunately couldn't. He’d also inherited a new intense craving for food when he swapped weights. Putting on a few pounds since he wasn't able to stick to a healthy diet. He didn't have to be worried about being homeless but compared to what his probation officer said would happen to him if he didn't find a job soon seemed even way better.

His probations officer seemed like a kind 60 year old woman when he'd first met her. Soon though she began to lecture him about fundamentalist Christian values. Her office was covered in crocheted tapestries and pictures of her grandchildren. Her job was to make sure Will or now Wendy was fallowing a “moral” life style. She'd mandated that he attend church at least once a week to "rekindle with god". Once when he'd come in with in a shirt with no bra she'd threatened to right him up for an infraction.

Last week when she'd asked if he'd found a job and he'd said no she frowned and informed gave him some bad news. "I can appreciate a girls who want to support themselves even though they can never archive as much as a man, however its stated by the law that if a female futile felon(FFF), such as yourself, cant support themselves they must be sent to an FFF re-education facility and apron graduation be assigned a husband who can. I've prayed to god for patience with you but if you don't have a job by next week I'm afraid I'll have to start to send in paper work for the FFF facility up state."

"Come on mam you know about my situation I used to be male until I got my gender changed I'm not a real female."

"I don't want to hear such blaspheme so long as it says Female on your ID and you can have baby's you are in the eyes of god and country an FFF."

The new justice system of the new conservative order had a new way of dealing with female offenders. Which was give them away to a male willing to marry and support them. This was meant to increase the married households in the new conservative America but often times the men who were chosen were abusive and couldn’t get a woman if they weren’t given to them.

The day after meeting with his probation officer he was sitting around his apartment when he received an email. To his shock it was Brandon.

He said he’d checked up on him and felt bad for him so he was offering him a job. Still extremely bitter Will wanted to respond in a swear filled tirade, but when he read how much he would be paid he began to feel his desperation tempt him. After all it beat being forced into marriage. He decided he had no choice and made his way over.

When he arrived at the address Brandon gave him he was shocked to see a giant mansion. Knocking at the door he waited still tempted to run as far away from here as he could. Brandon answered the door with a smile and said hello asking Will to come in. Will still was too ashamed to elevate his gaze and make eye contact. Since he’d changed his gender he’d had his name legally changed to Wendy automatically. Despite Brandon referring to him by his female name he didn’t want to defy conservative order any further. Brandon said after they took a seat in his living room that he was looking for a new house keeper, because the other one had gotten to old. Her responsibilities would be to clean the house, do the laundry and tend the garden.
Wendy swallowed her pride said sure but she wasn’t sure she had enough money to get a place within place distance to work. Smiling Brandon said he had just the thing.
Brandon brought Wendy in the newly repaired car to an apartment building about a ten minute ride away. Brandon explained how he owned the building and could give Wendy a deal on a room. He brought Wendy down to the basement level and showed her a tiny unit that consisted of a bathroom and bedroom.
Wendy was depressed by the sight of the unit it was a fraction of her former place, but it seemed to be her only option. So when Brandon finished giving her the tour and asked if she would take the job and the living situation she said yes meekly still without making eye contact. Brandon seemed excited by her answer and told Wendy she could start Tomorrow and get their at 7am.
Wendy settled into a routine for the first week. She still held bitter resentment toward Brandon who was now having over new woman every night thanks to his new build and height combined with his wealth. Adding to this humiliation was that she was forced to change the stained sheets in the morning. While she worked for Brandon she was forced to where a blue uniform with an apron and high heels that killed his feet after a day of wearing them.
Brandon still found time to mock Wendy with guests he’d mention their past together. Often time when he would have political discussions with friends he’d call over Wendy to get her opinion and he’d say it’s important to get a servants perspective.
One part of the job which Wendy did enjoy the garden it was beautiful and the gardener Jose was always nice to her. She liked Jose they always talked together for a little while whenever they saw each other. Although he was could only speak a beginner English he was learning fast and she felt a deep connection with him she couldn’t explain.
She would start to dream of him at night and couldn’t figure out her obsession. Eventually Brandon realized that he was attracted to Jose. The thought just scared her couldn’t she was still a the straight male she was when she became female right. Little did Will know the swapper had affected her sexuality.
Will tried his best but couldn’t stop himself from seeing Jose and Brandon took notice. He thought the whole thing hilarious and saw it as a further way to humiliate Wendy.
Jose lived in a apartment owned by Brandon. In order to get Jose and Wendy together Brandon decided to put the two of them in one apartment.
When he informed Wendy she was furious and said she refused. He lied abaut the reason and said that “I can’t afford to pay for his housing anymore, and if I put him out on the street ICE might look into his immigration paperwork.” Wendy didn’t like the idea of living with Jose but she eventually caved because she cared to much about Jose.
Later on Brandon was joking privately that “Wendy as a Liberal was more than willing to welcome a immigrant into his home. “
Wend tried his best to resist like sleeping on the floor but in the one bedroom apartment she couldn’t resist the magnetism she felt for him and one night she gave in and soon they were sleeping together regularly.
The relationship between Jose and Wendy soon matured and they were soon going to Wendy’s court mandated church sessions together which was fine with him since he usually went to church regularly before he met her.
Eventually Wendy began to enjoy going to church as well because it gave her a chance to be with Jose. Soon Jose introduced her to his family. It was something that Jose had never had his family diners were small and relationships felt strained. With Jose’s family she feels like she’s treated like one of the family. The only part she didn’t like was how much they brought up marriage and babies.
Every thing was going pretty much this way for while for the two love birds but then Wendy got eventually pregnant. She fought with Jose for a week about how he didn’t use a condom. She was worried how would this affect their job and future. Eventually she told Brandon he smiled and said congratulations she was pretty sure this had been his plan all along but she didn’t care at this point. She asked if she could still work at his house and he said sure but he certainly couldn’t wear her uniform some blue maternity shirts would do.

A few months later

Jose and Wendy decided to tie the knot before the baby was born. Their wedding was lovely all Wendy’s friends and relatives from her previous life came and were shocked at how well she filled the role of wife.

Jose talked to Brandon and his boss said he’d help pay for his education and when he got out he could work for his company.

Brandon set them up with a bigger apartment with a room for the babies. Their having twins. Wendy is 6 month pregnant and she can feel it she has cravings for the strangest foods, uncontrollable gas, and the two babies love to kick her bladder. She talks with Jose about how she can’t go through the pain of having more kids, however Jose secretly wants more kids and came to an agreement with Brandon that for every kid she gives birth to he will get a raise. Wendy can expect childbirth to be a yearly occurrence. For the next decade at least.

One day while she was doing house work Brandon surprised her with a car seat she was touched and smiled as he took a photo of her. Her hated of him had begun to fade and she now saw him as a father figure who gave her the gift of motherhood.

Brandon intended to use it in a synopsis he was writing for how to turn a godless liberal into a god fearing mother of a growing family that contributes to society.