Galaxy Girl: Secret Identity
I’m just Alex—average college guy, part-time barista, twin brother to Amy. But when I say 'Transformatrix,' everything changes. Light consumes me, my body reshapes, and Galaxy Girl is born: powerful, radiant, and dangerously alluring. I protect the city in secret, but now someone knows. That text from Veronica? It wasn’t a threat—it was a trap. And tonight, my greatest fear isn’t danger… it’s being seen for who I really am. Veronica....I fear she wants to blackmail me into performing for her special clients at her club....taking advantage of my female alter ego...The text glows on my phone like a warning beacon: I know your secret, Alex... meet me tonight at Club Lotus... come alone.
My hands won’t stop shaking. No one knows. Not Amy, not my roommate, not even the campus therapist I saw after the meteor hit me. Galaxy Girl is supposed to be safe—my secret, my responsibility.
But Veronica? I’ve never heard that name before.
Club Lotus pulses with bass-heavy music and strobing lights as I push through the crowd, heart pounding. I’m here as Alex—jeans, hoodie, trying to look invisible. Then I see her: tall, crimson-haired, wearing a dress that shimmers like liquid mercury. She smiles, and something in her eyes feels... alien.
She knows.
Before I can react, her lips curl. 'You’re late, Galaxy Girl. Or should I call you Alex?'
Panic surges. If she exposes me here, everything collapses—my life, my sister, my sanity.
Then her voice drops. 'They’re coming. And only you can stop them.'
Greg Floyd
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Moonlight madness
It started with a kiss—hot, desperate, and laced with something darker than desire. She was fire in the night, all sharp eyes and forbidden promises, and for one fevered moment, I didn’t care what she was. But when I woke up alone, the bite on my neck pulsed with unnatural heat. Now, every full moon, my body changes. Not into a beast—but into *her*. A beautiful, undeniable version of me I can’t control. And she’s still out there… watching.
Galaxy Girl
I was just another college guy trying to survive finals when a dying alien crashed into my dorm roof. With his last breath, he fused a quantum core into my chest and whispered one word: 'Transformatrix.' Now, whenever I say it, I become her—Galaxy Girl. Powerful. Radiant. Unrecognizable. But someone knows. Veronica from the Crimson Rose Club sent me a text: 'I know what you are.' If she exposes me, my sister Amy loses everything. And if I go to her, I might lose myself.
Cursed Desire
I never thought a night of bad decisions would bind me to a Wiccan curse that rewires my body with every pulse of arousal. Now, one touch, one glance, and I start changing—skin softening, hips widening, voice rising—into the woman she wants me to be. The more I crave, the less of 'me' remains. And worst of all? Part of me is starting to like it.
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