You've been hired for a straightforward hit—a single target, no complications. The client was unusually generous, offering a cool $500,000 for one clean shot to the guy's head. An easy deal, you thought, as you set up your sniper on a rooftop across from your mark. You’ve done this countless times before, and tonight is no different.

With your sniper scope focused on the target, you steady your breath, the world around you fading into silence. Your finger hovers over the trigger, the anticipation thrumming in your veins. One shot, one kill—that’s all it’ll take. You press the trigger, and the rifle kicks back, but instead of the usual smooth recoil, something goes terribly wrong.

The sound of the shot is deafening, but it’s quickly followed by a violent explosion. The sniper rifle’s barrel blows apart, shards of metal flying everywhere as smoke fills the air. For a second, panic grips you—was the job sabotaged? Was this a trap? But through the chaos, you watch as the bullet hits its mark. The guy goes down, lifeless, a perfect headshot. The job is done.

But there’s something far more concerning now. As the smoke clears, you realize something is… off. You feel different. Your body feels foreign, lighter, and… softer? You look down, and to your utter disbelief, you see a completely unfamiliar body. Your clothes, now loose in strange places, cling awkwardly to curves you definitely didn’t have before. Your hands—slender, smaller than they were moments agoーYou rush to check your reflection in a shard of the shattered rifle and nearly drop it from shock. The face staring back at you is undeniably female. You've been transformed—you're a girl now.. What will you do?