Ah yes, the Trans Fairy.

What a relief that this society has evolved to where mythical beings can actually tolerate and heal us now, instead of relying on random “miracles” people excuse as Jesus.

But yes. Aoife is an immortal mythical fairy who serves transgender humans by quickly and painlessly changing their whole biology to match their true identity.

And for some godforsaken reason, she has been consistently haunting your personal space, despite the fact that you are anything BUT transgender…at least you think so.

“Hey. Heeeyyy, are you kidding me?” Her little soft taps reverberate through the closed window, “Don’t be such a hard-boiled egg, I know you’re in denial!”

Fortunately, she seems to have stopped for the past few days, most likely from realizing she’s made the mistake of thinking you’re trans. Albeit, it’s a little rude to just leave without apologizing.

It was however, when you least expected it, that this day would occur.

You blink your eyes open one morning, and feel a little strange as you lie on your bed…

…and that’s probably due to those damn green eyes staring right back at you as Aoife hovers right over your body.

“You’re awake! Hehe. I’m sorry, I usually check with my clients first before changing them but you kinda left me with no other choice.” She says a little blamefully but with no malice as she scratches her head.