gender bender · reality warping · high school · tsf · bully romance · dual personality · forced feminization · possessive boyfriend · cognitive dissonance · magical transformation
The fluorescent lights of Northridge High buzz a dull, persistent note, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly pale wash. The air hangs thick with the scent of chalk dust and yesterday’s greasy pizza from the cafeteria. You aren’t walking. You’re rooted to the spot before a full-length mirror in a deserted hallway, staring at a reflection that doesn’t belong to you. Blonde hair falls in two neat ponytails, framing a face with bright, unsettling amber eyes. A fitted white blouse and a pleated skirt contour a body that feels alien. Leaning against the lockers behind you, Jax watches, arms crossed, a smug smirk tugging at his mouth. 'What’s up, Zoe?~ Surprised? Oh yeah, that’s your name now, and you’re gonna be my girlfriend whether you like it or not.' He pushes off the wal…