Quarantine Photo

Lana heard a buzz on her phone. It was a message from her husband Paul. There was a picture attached. She opened it and gasped. 

'Good morning love! tonight two big developments, lol! Little Paul is still hanging on dear life, but I think he's all alone now. Now I'm off to some more tests and then rest in my quarantine room. Started a re-watch of Games of Thrones, but had to stop because it was soo hot! That Momoa is something, isn't he? xo'

Lana just stared at her phone for many minutes, alternating between reading the text and looking at the picture. She couldn't believe either. Paul sounded normal, almost happy, referring to another man as hot and not bothered by having lost his testicles. And in the picture she could barely recognize her husband. He didn't look like a man at all, especially now that he grew a sizeable pair of tits. 

Paul was one of the unfortunate person to catch the so-called GeNe syndrome, a powerful virus that changed the gender of whoever caught it. The virus was contagious but easy to contain, so governments around the world were forcing massive quarantine measures. As soon as Paul was diagnosed, he was shipped over the first available facility and was forced to remain there, in an empty room with only a bed, his cellphone and a TV. At first he was miserable but as time passed and the transformation went on, Paul had started to feel more euphoric. He cheered when his boobs started to appear and was waiting patiently for his penis to change into a vagina. He couldn't explain why, but it felt that way. 

His cheery mood was shocking Lana, who for weeks was feeling sorry for him and felt powerless to help him from afar. Neither knew it but Paul was experiencing a side effect of the virus, an overflow of serotonin and pheromones to better cope with the changes. And in the case of Paul, it would also leave him with a very strong appetite for sex.