Life is Strangender: CHapter 01 (Patreon)

Here’s the rest of the story. There’s a lot of dialogue in this part, and I think this is the first time I’ve written so much^^. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading it, and see you Saturday^^

CH0: https://www.patreon.com/posts/life-is-153278739Marie looked the young woman up and down. The young woman remained calm, saying nothing and making no move.

-You must be mistaken, miss.

-No, no, you really are Marie—aka ‘Window-Breaker.'

-True, but who are you, miss?

“Come on, don’t you recognize your friend?”

“Um, I don’t mean to offend you, but Dominique doesn’t look anything like you.”

Marie remembered that her friend Dominique had taken up bodybuilding, even wanting to become a champion in the sport. She had even seen photos of his first competitions.

So seeing such a slender woman claiming to be her friend seemed impossible to her.

-Come on, tell me the truth—did he ask you to come here to play a prank on me?

-Excuse me?

-Yes, that would be just like him; he liked to play that kind of prank on me.

-No, no, I wasn’t sent here as a prank. It really is me.

-But of course, and where did the muscles go?

-The muscles? What do you mean?

-Dominique had started bodybuilding; his muscles had even started to bulk up, I remember.

-Oh, that…

-So seeing such a beautiful woman claiming to be my friend is a bit of a stretch.

-What if your friend had always been a girl?

-Ha ha, I know that’s not true. When we were kids, we took baths together, and we were both boys.

-It looks like you need proof.

-I think it’ll take more than proof. And don’t try the “secrets” trick—he would’ve told you all about it to make the joke even funnier.

-Who would do that, except in movies? It would ruin friendships.

-So which one are you going to bring up then?

-None. You’re in such a state of denial that I could tell you all of them, and you’d still refuse to face the truth. You haven’t changed in that regard; you’re just as stubborn as ever.

-You don’t know me, miss.

-Your shitty attitude cost you your first love, if I may remind you.

-There you go, I knew he’d spill the beans.

-You’re a complete and utter idiot!

-Excuse me?

-You heard me perfectly well.

-Only Dominique used to call me that.

-You’re going to make me believe that an insult is going to change your mind?

-I didn’t say that, just that…

-Damn it, Marie, think about it—what reason would he have to play such a prank on you when you’ve been trying to see each other again for years?

-I…

-No, don’t say you know him since you refuse to see the truth.

-Put yourself in my shoes—seeing your bodybuilder friend turn into a stunning woman is a bit hard to swallow.

-Do you know what being trans means or not?

-Pardon?

-Yes, I hid this for years—that I was a transgender person. It’s something extremely difficult to say.

-Wait, I don’t understand anything. So you really are Dominique then?

-What do you think, you happy idiot.

-But but, how? How did you lose all your muscles and get such delicate features? I’ll grant that modern medicine is powerful, but you still had very angular facial features.

-Oh, that…

-And even your voice—I’ll grant that you can modulate it, but this is way beyond any human feat.

-Instead of cutting me off, would you mind calming down and listening to my story?

-Uh, yeah…

-Good, follow me—I’ll buy you a coffee because it’s a long story, and we’ll be more comfortable sitting down.

-Okay.

Marie followed the young woman; he still had some doubts, but she was right about one thing. Even for Dominique, the joke would have gone too far and, above all, dragged on too long—it wasn’t her style at all. After walking for a few minutes, they arrived at a café where they could settle in.

-Well, are you ready to hear my story?

-Yes, go ahead.

-All right then…

To be continued