The last couple of weeks had been an absolute nightmare for Mr or now Miss Kelly. He had been diagnosed with the TgAr virus a little over a month ago and had within just a couple of days regressed from a 43 year old man to an 18 year old girl.
The doctors said that he was lucky to only regress down to 18 and that most people with the condition became much younger than that. But Mike or Melanie as everyone was calling him now didn’t feel lucky at all.
Before his diagnosis he had a good life, he had been an average looking english teacher with slicked darkish brown hair with a few gray streaks and few wrinkles forming on his face. He had fine pay and a comfortable enough house. Sure, he had never found a permanent partner but he never felt he needed one anyway. But the most important thing he had in his old life was respect. As a veteran of the school every new hire looked up to him and all of the students feared him and his tests, and he had loved every second of it.
In this new life and body he was completly bereft of the respect he craved so much. He was now permanently trapped as an 18 year old high school student. His old body had been warped into something alien.As a man he had been quite tall but now he was forced to look up to every man he encountered as he stood at a measly 5.4 feet (165 cm). His stylishly slicked back brown hair had been replaced by wavy copper coloured hair that reached down to his shoulders and took an eternity to style. As he looked at the face that stared back at him in the mirror the only remaining part of his old body seemed to be the cloudishly blue-grey eyes, altough even them seemed to be affected as he sometimes stopped a feminine glow in them that he swore he had never seen before. His formerly grumpy face had been turned into a beautifull and soft one and his stiff lipps had swelled into smooth and gentle ones. His excellent eyesight that had been a great pride of his had also degraded to the point that he now needed glasses that made him look like a nerdy girl.
And his body had not fared much better, as a man he never understood why well endowed women would ever get breasts reduction surgery. But now that he was endowed with a pair that needed DD cups he understood how cumbersome they could be. Sometimes he couldn’t even run without having his back ache like hell. Thankfully his buttocks was not as oversized altough it was apperently big enough for pervs on the street to stare at it. As a guy he had always thought his quick glances were sneaky but now he realized just how wrong he had been. It was like some of the guys weren’t even trying to hide it and it made him very uncomfortable sometimes. Even though all of these details had been a big change it was nothing compared to the change in his internal anatomy and genitalia. It first he had found it strange to live without a penis and during the first days he had to relearn how to go to the toilett. But the true scale of his change didn’t hit until 3 weeks in when his period hit. Having your first period after 43 years in a mans body was Perhaps the biggest shock in his life and it was not particularly pretty as he had to learn all the do and don’ts for the first time as a girl.
To add further to his humiliation Mike had noticed that his changes had not only been physical but also mental. After reporting this to the doctors they said that it was completly normal and even good as it would eliminate any mental anguish that would arise out of enforced gender dysphoria. But Mike was not convinced that his seemingly shifting sexuality was for any good. He had tried his best to supress and hide it for the last couple of weeks but three days ago he caught himself daydreaming about having intimate relations with men as he was engaging in self pleasure. And even though he felt ashamed about it Mike was forced to confess to himself that he was now a heterosexual women and that unfortunatly there was no way back.
The only positive coming from all of this was that despite loosing his job he was still able to keep his house. The goverment funded his cost of living until he had finished high school and in tandem with the amount of money he had saved up in his bank account during his years of work he had quite a comfortable economic situation.
But today was the biggest challenge he had faced so far in his new life . Because of the fact that he had regressed both mentally and physically to 18 he had been re enrolled at the school that he had been employed at. Thankfully the goverment had at least covered up his fate to spare him the shame of this predicament, as far as any of his old students and employers knew Mr Kelly had won the lottery and moved to the gold coast of Australia to go into early retirement. With the the new Identity as Melanie Cole she had been registered a new student for the senior year after summer break was over, which was today.
Wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white top and her hair in a messy bun she walked through the doors just as she had done thousands of times before. But as as a student instead of a teacher. As she headed to the office of Mr Rowl her former employer she was informed that the class she was going to be a part of was the same class that she had been the english teacher for the previous year.
She had always hated those kids, they were loud and during their first couple of lessons had always interrupted her. It was only after he handed out a couple of assignments that would give college students nightmares that they gained the fear and respect for her that she felt she had deserved. And now she was going to join them as his classmate.
As she walked into the Classroom where she had been teaching last year she was met by her replacement. Mrs O’Connell was a stout lady of 50 years with a warm and welcoming smile painted across her face.
”Okay class, I want you to welcome Melanie. She will be joining our class this year and I want you to treat her with the utmost respect and warmth”
As Melanie stepped into view of her old students she was shocked by how much the dynamic between them had changed. As their old teacher she had looked at them as
young and below her. But now she looked at them as equals. The girls she had seen as annoying and self obsessed now seemed like sources of inspiration and potential friends. And the boys that she had looked upon as rebels that needed to be put in their place now looked like entriguing young men, and as some of them locked eyes with her she even found herself feeling butterflies and blushing.
After about a minute of contemplating Mrs O’Connell decided to place her with
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