Fated

Magic Feminization

I dream of him night after night. He's dressed in a tuxedo that I'm sure cost more than my first car, while I'm wearing a sparkling black gown. But there are two problems with these dreams. First, I've never seen this man before. And second—I'm a man.

My first day at my new job, I'm stressed. My bills are so far past due that I know the collection agents by name. If this job doesn't work out, my gas and electric will be shut off. So I'm already on edge.

Then I see him. The man from my dreams.

How can this be? How have I dreamed of him when this is my first time meeting him?

Over the next few days, I find myself drawn to him. And I think he's drawn to me too. As we get closer to each other, the line between reality and the dream starts to fade. I find myself changing into the dream version of myself. Into a woman.