"Identity, Under Oath"
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Title: "Identity, Under Oath"
Chapter One.
Jake Curtis was just a fresh face with a shiny new badge, eager to zap out justice and lay the law of the land down firm and heavy. He was chipper even when on patrol, his masculine name reverberating across the police radio on multiple occasions.
Chapter Two.
He woke under covers feeling different and couldn't pin down why. A strange delicious unease stirred within him as he lightened up in the bathroom mirror. His bulky frame now concaved into a feminine curve as a pale feminine face stared back at him. He blinked, noticing clear bleach eyebrows that tapered into an articulate point where bushy mounds of black clung to his face once before. The reflection could have unsettled him treading onto madness, but a more disturbing revelation accosted him, his name was now Jade.
Chapter Three.
The uniform was similar, save for the slightly tighter fit that accentuated the curves of her body more. The ceremonial lapel pins placed flush on the right side of her chest above a stitched name: 'Officer Jade Curtis'. The shoes, once heavy and black were now of a light sturdy material to aid in sprints.
Her unbuttoned shirt lay on the table revealing a standard-issue bulletproof vest which gave way, its curves accommodating her newfound breasts. Cruise and Kirk, her former partners, remarked it was about time Officer Curtis gave up on wearing oversized vests.
Her fellow officers showed no sign of perturbation, in fact, they echoed this new narrative with heartfelt enthusiasm. She had always been Jade Curtis, a woman breaking barriers in a man's world.
Chapter Four.
Although it was all wrong, her mannerisms felt right. All of a sudden āJadeā found herself with her fingers effortlessly moving, tying her hair up in a neat bun that adhered to the department's standards for long hair. Her fingers instinctually retrieved a newfound hair tie from her wrist, twirling, wrapping, and repeating until a bun was formed.
She flinched as she realized she now had a woman's inflection. "Yes, sir," she found herself subconsciously saying with a softer tone. Her ankle now crossed over her knee as she sat, and she constantly brushed her long, dark strands behind her ear. When she was nervous, she subconsciously began to play with her hair.
Chapter Five.
Her sexual orientation shifted. She found herself captivated by a captivating peek of a man's muscled arms and broad shoulders, scents of men intoxicating her. As much as she strained, she couldn't shake off these new-found attractions. In panic, she tried to remember what she found attractive about women, but all she could remember was her male self's interest in womanly presence, but not hers.
"She", not "he", found herself amidst a complicated puzzle that was "sheā. Looming existential questions rattled her; how was she to fit in her new feminine shoes? The struggle of identity was real, as real as the rough streets paving the city she had sworn to protect. All the while she tried to retrace steps back to 'Jake', it was only 'Jade' that echoed back, louder and stronger each time.
This reality reshaped itself with a taste of transformation, gender, and identity at its core, serving her purpose not as an enforcer of the law alone but as a testament to the breaking barriers within her. A woman she was not ready to be, but a woman she'd become, embracing the new uniform, identity and herself. This is the life of an Officer. Jade Curtis.
This story was generated by user piccilo34948 with assistance by one of OpenAIās large-scale language-generation model; prompts used to help generate the story are shown below.
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Prompt: when on patrol a young cop turned male to female. reality change everyone except for the former man remembers and thinks he was always a female officer. shows the difference with female officers. describes the female cop uniform. male name slowly shifts to female name and now unable to call herself by male name despite her efforts and also unable to use male pronouns. with now long hair that she using her hands and a new found hair tie on her wrist instinctually puts into a standard bun as department policy, this scares her as she did not even release she did this also now noticing how she has taken on female mannerism like how she talked, talked, and acted like how she now subconsciously crosses her legs when sitting down and brushes her hair behind her ear, along with now subconsously playing with her hair when nervous. sexual orientation changes from woman to now only being attracted to men tries to resist this but is not able to as she tries to remember what she found attractive about woman but is not able to and she becomes frantic trying in vain to prove her attraction to woman.
Response: Title: "Identity, Under Oath" Chapter One. Jake Curtis was just a fresh face with a shiny new badge, eager to zap out justice and lay the law of the land down firm and heavy. He was chipper even when on patrol, his masculine name reverberating across the police radio on multiple occasions. Chapter Two. He woke under covers feeling different and couldn't pin down why. A strange delicious unease stirred within him as he lightened up in the bathroom mirror. His bulky frame now concaved into a feminine curve as a pale feminine face stared back at him. He blinked, noticing clear bleach eyebrows that tapered into an articulate point where bushy mounds of black clung to his face once before. The reflection could have unsettled him treading onto madness, but a more disturbing revelation accosted him, his name was now Jade. Chapter Three. The uniform was similar, save for the slightly tighter fit that accentuated the curves of her body more. The ceremonial lapel pins placed flush on the right side of her chest above a stitched name: 'Officer Jade Curtis'. The shoes, once heavy and black were now of a light sturdy material to aid in sprints. Her unbuttoned shirt lay on the table revealing a standard-issue bulletproof vest which gave way, its curves accommodating her newfound breasts. Cruise and Kirk, her former partners, remarked it was about time Officer Curtis gave up on wearing oversized vests. Her fellow officers showed no sign of perturbation, in fact, they echoed this new narrative with heartfelt enthusiasm. She had always been Jade Curtis, a woman breaking barriers in a man's world. Chapter Four. Although it was all wrong, her mannerisms felt right. All of a sudden āJadeā found herself with her fingers effortlessly moving, tying her hair up in a neat bun that adhered to the department's standards for long hair. Her fingers instinctually retrieved a newfound hair tie from her wrist, twirling, wrapping, and repeating until a bun was formed. She flinched as she realized she now had a woman's inflection. "Yes, sir," she found herself subconsciously saying with a softer tone. Her ankle now crossed over her knee as she sat, and she constantly brushed her long, dark strands behind her ear. When she was nervous, she subconsciously began to play with her hair. Chapter Five. Her sexual orientation shifted. She found herself captivated by a captivating peek of a man's muscled arms and broad shoulders, scents of men intoxicating her. As much as she strained, she couldn't shake off these new-found attractions. In panic, she tried to remember what she found attractive about women, but all she could remember was her male self's interest in womanly presence, but not hers. "She", not "he", found herself amidst a complicated puzzle that was "sheā. Looming existential questions rattled her; how was she to fit in her new feminine shoes? The struggle of identity was real, as real as the rough streets paving the city she had sworn to protect. All the while she tried to retrace steps back to 'Jake', it was only 'Jade' that echoed back, louder and stronger each time. This reality reshaped itself with a taste of transformation, gender, and identity at its core, serving her purpose not as an enforcer of the law alone but as a testament to the breaking barriers within her. A woman she was not ready to be, but a woman she'd become, embracing the new uniform, identity and herself. This is the life of an Officer. Jade Curtis.
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