Dylan (gamesome) wrote in thedept, @ 2013-05-18 07:42:00 |
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Ellie waves to the camera, grinning cheerfully. Hello, my lovely viewers. I suppose I should introduce myself since many of you probably have no idea who I am. I'm Ellie Smith though some of you may know me as Eli. Rumor has it that I'm really a man. You wouldn't guess it due to my perfect tits and complete lack of a dick, but apparently some spell has changed people's genders, fuck if I know the details though. Wild, right? I wonder if anyone has trolled anyone yet. I mean, if I found out if my friends had changed genders and had no memory of their former lives, I would lie out of my ass. Maybe that's why I wanted to be skeptical when people told me about dumb shit I'd done as a boy, but, let's be honest, I'm really not surprised by whatever ridiculous stories people about told me about my male counterpart. I have no problem believing them. Though from what I gather, I am a massive dick as a guy. I apparently cheated on my girlfriend and best friend with my other best friend? Who the fuck does that? I can't blame people for hating him. It's weird finding out all of this stuff about me through journal entries and television shows. And it's really fucking weird to think that many of my memories are completely false, even though they seem real to me. It's hard to hear that everything you think you know is a lie. She frowns slightly, looking uncharacteristically introspective for a moment until she breaks into a smile But it's also kind of fun to try to piece together the truth. There's a bit of a voyeuristic thrill from reading things like private conversations of someone you don't know, even if technically that person is you. Sure, some aspects of my male self are easily to relate to, but there are still plenty of surprises and ways that we're different. Of course, there are disappointments too. I was immediately excited when I thought that Eli was gay because that is way more exciting and frankly hot than being straight. Maybe he didn't have enough sense to fall for the hottest person around, but it was an interesting surprise. And then I was crushed when I discovered it was just some love potion. It's a pity. She pauses. Maybe male me will be embarrassed that I said that aloud, but I really can't be bothered to care. It's not like I will be around to deal with the fallout. I'll be gone by the time this airs, which sounds really depressing and morbid, really. And in a way, sure, it is because I don't really exist, my memories aren't really real. But it's also kind of liberating, right? I feel like I should do something crazy. You can do things you normally wouldn't do because you're not really you. Obviously you can't do something illegal or stupid like go on a crime spree because they will hold your ass in jail even after we all change back. But at the very least, you're experiencing how the other half lives. might as well do something stereotypically girly or manly that you couldn't get away with before. Though I think the only thing on my to do list is to hook up with a girl. I'm fairly certain male me would be heartbroken if I didn't, and if I go around talking about sucking cocks and wishing I was a gay man, I might as well give him that. |