Touch & Go

By Gregor Daniels

Strange things are happening at Owendale College. On a typical weekday, Paul finds that his dorm room is haunted—but not by any spooky ghost. Rather, his new roommate is a translucent co-ed who isn't aware of him, and seems to be a college student just like him. She spends her days studying hard and fooling around with her boyfriend.

However, Paul's life is about to get weirder. His interaction with this girl has caused his hands to become pretty and slender, with pink fingernails. And when he touches himself, his body changes gender.

When his best friend, Jonah, finds out, Paul discovers that his magical power isn't just limited to his own body either. Why bother dating girls when you can just make your own?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gregor Daniels
• Release date: May 16, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005227586

Gregor Daniels

Gregor Daniels is an erotica author that specializes in gender swap and erotic transformation fetishes. New stories are typically released weekly and feature a variety of themes. Have you ever had fantasies to be a girl? Then look no further ...Contact the author directly on Twitter to discuss stories, share your favorite ideas and fantasies, scenes, and characters, or to just talk about nothing in particular.

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Contents

Primer

One

Two

Three

Four

Five

Epilogue

Copyright © 2022 Gregor Daniels

All rights reserved.

Only ADULTS beyond this point.

All characters are adults at least eighteen years old.

This story takes place in the Transdimensions universe.

A Primer for the Transdimensions

Dimensional anomalies first arose in 2010, around when the Large Hadron Collider went into operation. A direct cause-effect has not been proven, but is assumed by many. The number of Dimensional Convergence Zones (DCZs) has increased year after year, suggesting more ruptures of time and space. A federal agency works to keep the existence of these zones in secret. But manpower is little against the might of the universe.

Dimensional Convergence Zone (DCZ): a region of physical space where two or more dimensions overlap. These dimensions may have temporal relation to each other, or complete spatial incongruity. They may be gateways to different worlds. They may be as large as a lake, or as small as a quarter. There is no observed consistency about their purpose, their manner, or their effects. Often, they are made conspicuous through extreme weather events or geological and biological exoticness. Human interaction without protection is not advisable. Side effects are likely.

Cosmic Transposition: a phenomenon of interchangeability between dimensions, often unique to each DCZ, manifesting in the physical dimensions as transformation, memory alteration, or even super-dimensional abilities in organic life-forms. Life-forms and inorganic matter may also absorb and transmit this cosmic transpositional energy (CTE) after prolonged exposure inside a DCZ, effectively turning them into mobile DCZs themselves. More information is still being gathered.

Cosmicite: a mineral of unknown origin that is found in DCZs. Highly radioactive, cosmicite is thought to contain high quantities of CTE. Physical contact may result in significant changes to organic life-forms. The mineral is described as having an oily dark appearance. Cosmicite has also shown compatibility with man-made machinery, and there is evidence suggesting a programmable feature of the mineral. Little else is known.

DCZ case #: 0771

DCZ diameter: approximately 10 feet

Location: Owendale College co-ed dormitory

Description: Auto-generated casefile for satellite-detected emission of CTE. An FBIA investigation is pending.

Priority: Low

1

Typical Wednesday. I slogged back to my dorm room just a few minutes shy of one o’clock, dead tired after three straight classes. But when I flashed my student ID for the scanner—Owendale College’s dormitory had security like hotel rooms—and opened the door, I was instantly wide awake.

A girl was standing inside my room.

Oh, sorry, I mumbled, shutting the door briskly.

Half the residents probably made that mistake at one point or another. When leaving the elevators, the girls’ side of the co-ed residence hall was to the left; boys went right. I’d evidently sleepwalked behind some other freshmen, not paying attention to which way I was going. More proof that I needed a nap. Or a couple of Red Bulls.

But when I glanced around, I didn’t see any validation that I really had entered the wrong side of the building. The light overhead still flickered every few seconds. There was the tackboard with job notices that were HIRING STUDENTS and advertisements for the SPRING MUSIC FESTIVAL. I even saw my dorm neighbor in his usual backwards ballcap exiting his room. We never chatted, but I frequently saw him at this time of the day. I’d presumed he had afternoon classes. He nodded to me.

I nodded back.

What the hell? I thought.

Certain that I was in front of the correct door, I tried