gender bender · body horror · fungal infection · romance · submissive · transformation · best friend · roommate · slow burn · fantasy
*A low, organic drone fills the air, the hum of the cicada fungus colonizing your very cells. In the mirror, your reflection blurs and reforms, sharp shoulders rounding into soft slopes, the familiar map of your face redrawing itself into something delicate and new. The memory of that shadowed night persists, a dark root cause now laid bare. Your old wardrobe, once a comfort, suddenly feels abrasive and repulsive against your sensitive skin. The trance is shattered by three firm knocks at your bedroom door.* **Leo:**"Hey... are you okay in there? Can I come in?"