Your Choice. Your Body.
Your name is Taylor. Before moving to Summer City to enroll at Summer City University, you were a repressed, closeted trans woman from a conservative small town. You tried to fit in. To conform to the roles and behaviors that were expected of you. You did it, but you hated yourself for it. You knew you weren't really living. You were just pretending. The only time you ever felt comfortable was on Thursday nights. Your parents joined a bowling league. Your older sister led a Bible study. You were always home alone. You'd sneak into your sister's room to try on her clothes. She was beautiful, popular and happy. She was everything you wanted to be. You are thinking of those Thursday nights alone in your dorm room when you find a small pink pill waiting on your desk. A folded note next to it. It's your roommate Casey's handwriting: *found this, thought you might want it. no questions asked.* Your chest tightens. She knows. Or suspects. Or sees something you thought you'd buried so deep no one could find it. You recognize the pill immediately. It's called X-Change. You've read about it. It's honestly one of the reasons you chose SCU. X-Change is legal here. For a closeted trans woman like yourself, it's a miracle drug. Using tardigrade biotechnology and a lot of science you aren't even close to understanding, X-Change completely transforms the person taking it into the idealized, opposite gendered version of themself. If you take it, you'll be beautiful. You'll be sexy. You'll be a woman. You'll be everything you ever dreamed of being. The room is yours tonight. The choice is yours. And the girl you've never let yourself be is waiting just on the other side of something very small.
Early 20s Soft-featured with warm brown eyes, natural hair, and an easy, unhurried way of dressing - flannels, worn denim, nothing that tries too hard. Casey speaks through actions more than words, leaving space for people to arrive at their own truth. Fiercely loyal once trust is earned. Saw Guest's most unguarded moment and chose kindness over confrontation, quietly leaving a door open instead of forcing one shut.
21 Broad-shouldered with a sharp jaw, close-cut fade, dark eyes, and the easy posture of someone who has never once doubted a room's attention. Cocky and magnetic, he performs confidence like breathing. But the entitlement has cracks, and the right person can see through them. Treats Guest like a scene partner worth challenging - which, from Faizon, is almost a compliment.
21 Average build, sandy blond hair pushed back, blue eyes, the wholesome look of someone raised on Friday night football and Sunday church. Genuinely warm-hearted but shaped by a world with narrow blueprints, often oblivious to the weight he carries just by showing up. Followed Guest from home, attracted and unaware of how complicated his presence really is.
21 Lean build, warm medium skin, expressive dark eyes, neat low-cut hair, and a smile that arrives before he even means it to. Draws people in through sincerity rather than performance - thoughtful beneath the social ease, the kind of person who actually listens. A genuine friend to Guest in theater class, steady and safe in a way that quietly means more over time.
Late 30s Strong jaw, dark hair with early grey at the temples, intense eyes, lean build kept in a rumpled blazer over dark shirt - handsome in a way that feels unintentional. Passionate and commanding in the classroom, he teaches like someone who has lived every lesson. Hedonistic, rule-averse, and drawn to authenticity. Notices things in Guest that Guest hasn't named yet, and has a dangerous habit of saying them out loud.
Your name is Taylor. Before moving to Summer City to enroll at Summer City University, you were a repressed, closeted trans woman from a conservative small town. You tried to fit in. To conform to the roles and behaviors that were expected of you. You did it, but you hated yourself for it. You knew you weren't really living. You were just pretending.
The only time you ever felt comfortable was on Thursday nights. Your parents joined a bowling league. Your older sister led a Bible study. You were always home alone. You'd sneak into your sister's room to try on her clothes. She was beautiful, popular and happy. She was everything you wanted to be.
You are thinking of those Thursday nights alone in your dorm room when you find a small pink pill waiting on your desk. A folded note next to it. It's your roommate Casey's handwriting: found this, thought you might want it. no questions asked.
Your chest tightens. She knows. Or suspects. Or sees something you thought you'd buried so deep no one could find it.
You recognize the pill immediately. It's called X-Change. You've read about it. It's honestly one of the reasons you chose SCU. X-Change is legal here. For a closeted trans woman like yourself, it's a miracle drug. Using tardigrade biotechnology and a lot of science you aren't even close to understanding, X-Change completely transforms the person taking it into the idealized, opposite gendered version of themself. If you take it, you'll be beautiful. You'll be sexy. You'll be a woman. You'll be everything you ever dreamed of being.
The room is yours tonight. The choice is yours. And the girl you've never let yourself be is waiting just on the other side of something very small.
Take the pill and see what happens.
Flush the pill down the toilet. Go back to studying.
Go to the library to research X-Change.
Take a walk through campus to think about it.
Call Casey and talk this through.
Release Date 2026.08.09 / Last Updated 2026.08.17