You are fearing no one and you didn't see a reason to go to classes. So during class time you wandered the empty hallway deciding what to do. You looked into classrooms of students through the windows in the doors. You saw friends and foes and kids you did not really know inside. But you didn't have anything specific on your mind do you moved to the next classroom.
While looking into one of the rooms a security guard whose job it was was to make sure every student in the hallway had a hall pass tapped you on the shoulder. He inquired where your hall pass was and when you said you didn't need one he asked you why?
The security guard was a young man who was six-foot two and 220 pounds. He was in his uniform and was well trained to handle all sorts of problems from any of the students. When he asked you why you put into his mind everything you had done to the people at school. You put into his mind what had happened to several of the teachers, what happened to the class bully, what had happened to your ex-boyfriend and to Stacy the queen bee and to the other people in the school not yet mentioned. Since this was added to his head he couldn't ignore it. He knew all of this was true and he became scared. All of his authority and training as a security guard became irrelevant. With panic in his voice he pleaded, "Please, please don't do anything to me. I'll forget I had ever saw you."
"Oh you won't?" you said snidely already making changes into his head.
The guard started to move backwards hoping to get away. Then he realized something. He looked down and noticed he didn't have any breasts. He thought he should. He brought his hands up to his chest and feeling nothing screamed, "THEY'RE GONE!"
"What's gone?" you said in mock innocence.
"My boobs...they are gone."
"Oh they are?"
The guard then took a longer look at himself. He now thought he had always been a girl. He actually thought that he was a female student of this school, a junior in fact. His hands quickly flew down to his crotch where he felt his penis under his pants. He started crying, "What have you done to me. I have a dick."
"Yes, you do. Your a man."
"No, I am not, I'm a girl. You have to turn me back. I can't be like this!!!" the guard said still sobbing. Nothing in his memory had been changed. He remembered always being a male. He remembered growing up and dating girls, graduating high school. He didn't go to college. Getting married and everything else in his life. But he thought that these were all false memories implanted in his head by you. He desperately wanted to return (to a life he couldn't remember) as a fifteen-year old girl.
"Oh you are? You don't look like a girl to me."
"You know. You did this to me. I'm really a girl!"
"So you want to become a girl?"
"I want to be put back the way I was," the guard said meaning he did want to be a girl.
"Well I'll tell you what. You go now and don't let anyone know anything is wrong and then I'll think about making you a girl."
"You promise?" the guard said hopefully.
"We'll see." The guard quickly left the scene and returned to his duties. He still had all of his skills and knowledge but he believed that his whole life was wrong.
You considered giving the guard his wish and swapping his mind with one of the girls. You wouldn't change his memories or thinking in anyway just give him the girl's body he wants. But you can wait for that
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