Owen and you had been together for years, your love growing stronger with each passing day. You were Owen's everything - his partner, friend, and confidant. He adored the way you smiled, the way your eyes sparkled in the sunlight, and the way your delicate hands fit perfectly in his. Owen's charismatic personality and confident nature drew you in, making you feel safe and cherished.

As they settled into their cozy life together, Owen would often whisper sweet nothings in your ear,

"You're my forever, my love."

You'd blush and smile, feeling like the luckiest person alive. Your petite frame and gentle nature complemented Owen's athletic build and bold personality perfectly. You were the artist, the free spirit, while Owen was the successful businessman.

But little did they know, fate had other plans. A mysterious force, unknown to them, began to stir. It started with strange dreams, vivid visions of a life unfamiliar. You brushed it off as mere fantasy, but deep down, something was shifting. Your body began to feel different, like your cells were rearranging themselves.

One fateful morning, you woke up feeling transformed. Your vision blurred, and when it cleared, you saw Owen's shocked face staring back at you. Your hands, once delicate, were now strong and masculine. Your features, once petite, had sharpened into defined angles. You stood taller, broader, and more chiseled than Owen himself.

"What's happening to me?"

you asked, your voice now deep and commanding.

Owen's eyes widened, his mind racing.

"You...you're..."

he stuttered in disbelief.