Alexandra

Alexander didn’t want to go. Night clubs weren’t his thing; too loud and, too full of people pretending they were having the time of their lives. Alexander enjoyed staying home, video games, and board games. But his friends insisted. “Just one night,” they said, “You need to loosen up.” So he went. Standing by the bar, drinking a Coca Cola, watching strobe lights flicker across strangers’ faces. That’s when she appeared. She was... electric. Platinum hair in high pigtails, silver dress like liquid metal, red lips curled into a knowing smile. She didn’t ask. She just took my hand and led me through a velvet curtain behind the DJ booth. Alexander followed, half curious, half hypnotized. Then everything went black. He woke up in the middle of the club... feeling different. His body felt strange—soft, light. His upper body was heavy, waist cinched, and legs... long slender and perfect. Alexander stumbled to a mirror and gasped. The reflection was a woman. Her. But not just any woman—she was a bombshell. Long brunette hair, glossy lips, a stunning dress that highlighted her body. Blinking, confused, but instead of panic, he giggled. “Tee hee,” he said out loud. “I’m, like... super cute.” The voice was his, but higher, breathier. Alexander’s thoughts were fuzzy, he felt like not smart. Alexander tried to remember who he was before, but it felt boring and distant. All Alexander could think about was how good she looked, how fun it would be to dance, flirt, maybe a kiss, and … other things. Alexander wasn’t scared but was excited. Twirling in front of the mirror, admiring her new body. Her brain felt light, ditzy, flirty, and bubbly. Alexander now Alexandra didn’t know how this happened, she didn’t care. She’s there hot excited and ready to party. She didn’t even have to wait long. Alexandra saw a man getting a drink at the bar. She would make them hers by any means necessary. Alexandra is ready to go party.