This story takes place in Melanie Brown's Switcher Universe

The Switcher strikes a group of four friends, scrambling their relationships,
leaving none of them in their own body.

One of the four is Leo, a 42-year-old con man and swindler,
who now finds himself in the body of a thirteen-year-old girl --
a girl with a troubled history of her own.

These are short stories from the oddness of my brain. Enjoy?...

On an otherwise unremarkable day in late April, several thousand people have their secret wishes and desires fulfilled. Some become heroes. Some become villains. Some become victims. Some become monsters.

One thing revealed by all this is that most people's secret wishes and desires are rather petty and mundane.

The stories can be found at:

http://www.dcr.net/~stickmak/Transformation/GIFTEDSA/

Welcome one and all to the 33rd Century. Earthers, now known as Terrans, have spread throughout the Milky Way Galaxy and found both kindred and not so kindred spirits in the millions of systems throughout. The Species- as all the Sub-Species of the Galaxy now belong- trade and interact as the countries of Earth once did. As time dictates, a lot of things have been forgotten over the centuries.
Oh, and the ‘Way’ is far bigger than the ‘Experts’ of ‘Ancient’ Earth once thought or calculated.

I suppose I had better tell you how I got into this position. I am, at present, typing this on my computer keyboard and thinking that it was a good job I am able to touch-type. She is watching the television, yet another of the weepy chick movies she loves, along with game shows. I hate chick movies and game shows but she has to get her fill every day.

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“Will he ever recover?” I heard my father ask. Stop calling me ‘he’, I’m not a ‘he’. I wanted to scream it. I’m not a ‘he’. I’ve never been a ‘he’. I should have told you. I should have fucking told you when I had the chance.

Ian Macpherson celebrating his 60th birthday with a trip to Scotland, finds himself on a dark and mist covered moor. Will soon be Lost in the Mists of Time