#genderbent

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Ivy twirled a strange phone-sized device in her hands, tinkering with the wiring in the backpanel. It was a metal box with some LEDs, a tumbler and a scale that read "M" on the left end and "F" on the other.

...did you want something? Yomi was curious. The NEET roommate had just called her over to 'test' something, only to waste some time just fixing it in silence instead.

Hush, I need to fine-tune it if you don't want your bones pulled out of your body. She scared the pinkette into silence, although it was mostly a joke. Mostly, as she could never be 100% sure it would not do that...

Done. No matter what you do- She pointed the antenna of the device at Yomi, who had suddenly gotten cold feet; she tried to run and hide behind the couch, but the focused radiation was way faster. Before she could duck and cover, it zapped her, sending electricity through her whole body. ...don't move...

Uh-uughh... Yomi slowly phased back into consciousness. It felt like her brain had gotten ran over by a steamroller, and her body felt like she was fresh out of gym, exercise fatigue singing her muscles...

wait... muscles..?

Yomi took a look at herself. Her arms felt... thicker. Stronger, packed with muscles - not to a cartoonish degree, but almost like the boys from her favorite manga. Shocked, she rushed to the mirror, and saw a fairly handsome boy repeating her movements in the reflection. He was taller than she used to be, barely fitting inside the mirror, so much so she had to step back to fit fully in the frame. In addition to the height and the stronger muscles, he looked chubbier. Not fat, but with some pudge softening his frame through his cardigan that had not grew with him.

IVYYYY...!!

hhhhHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHAH!!!!

Ivy was starting to wheeze from her own laughing fit. The reaction was way too precious to pretend she did not find extreme amusement in it. She kept laughing even as he grabbed her by the collar and tried to shake some sense into her. Turn me back!!! IVY!!!

hahhahahahah... Should I?~ You look kinda cute like this... Ohhhh, prince Yomiii, can you save me from that scary dwagon?~ hahhahahahh~~ She parodied the infamous scene from one of Yomi's favorite VNs. That was the straw to break the genderbent camel's back. While Ivy was busy laughing her lungs away, he snatched the device out of her hands and pointed it at the pile of girl writhing on the floor, convulsing from immeasurable laughter.

hhhHhahahhah-- n-no, stop, it's-

ZZZZZAP!

Uuuuhggh...

on second thought, maybe it did need some tweaking...

the hungover washed over her changed brain, and, wobbling, she stood up to assess the damage. Her t-shirt survived the shift, but her favorite pair of shorts burst from the increased mass, button popping away and fabric tearing at the seams.

You motherfucker... Those were my favorite! He snatched the device back and turned the dial back. The arrow glowed pink as it pointed at F...

...before dialing it slightly more towards M, the hue changing to a little blueish tint.

ZZZZAP!

Yomi's body shifted once again. Contrary to her expectations, she was not the exact thing she was thinking of: while obviously a girl, she was still somewhat muscular, her hair was short... And she was even fatter than before.

Wh- Why am I not how I used to be?! She got in the inventor girl's face, looking ready to kick her ass. And why am I getting fatter?!

That's your tomboy form. Ivy smiled. She looked cute like this, too... Oh, and that's a side effect of you moving while this thing irradiates your chromosomes. Excessive gamma energy has to go somewhere, y'know? He explained, as if it was a normal thing to say.

Give it back, jeez..! She snapped. It was too much already, and Ivy, being the insufferable, toxic, uncooperative asshole, was making things so much worse with his laidback attitude. Twiddling with the dial, Yomi pointed it back at him.

ZZZZZAP!

If I am in my tomboy form, you get your own femboy form. She felt vindicated... for a moment. Exactly one moment it took her to realize that he looked kinda cute like this...

His facial features softened, his body expanded with some additional lard, his voice became a little softer and higher... and he was even shorter than her, somehow!

Why you little-!!

He pounced on her, trying to kick it out of her hands. The two dumbasses flailed their hands randomly, trying to overpower each other and gain the high ground.

ZZZZZAP!

The device zapped both of them at once, altering their bodies. Then again as the two hit it with their meaty hands.

ZZZAP!

Get your moobs off me!! Ivyyyy!! It's your fault!

ZZZZZAP!

I don't care, you get what you deserve for eating my hot pockets!!

They were for both of us!

ZZZZZZZAP!

No they weren't..!!

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ZZZZAP...

was talking about her the other day and Cavendish's dire need to be a hero can be even more tragic when cav is a girl trust me.

Cavendish feeling like she can be little more than just a woman and it's part of the reason she's not believed/not a hero. She doesn't push herself to her full potential sometimes because she doesn't actually think she can be more than what she is and that only got worse with age. She's so desperate to be something but in the back of her mind she still worries that she's wasting her life on a goal that's unachievable and that hurts her (especially when Dakota points it out)

this actually goes hand in hand with her comphet that she struggles with most of her life. I might have said this before? But I believe she has her grandmother's wedding ring that she stares at and wears when she's alone just to feel like she has a chance of ever being a wife one day. Before she came to terms with her being lesbian she would talk about getting married and having a loving husband to Dakota so much to the point it freaked her out a bit.

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