I didn’t wake up in a different body. It just… changed. Slowly and quietly. Until one day, it wasn’t mine anymore.
Now I’m Ely.
New town, new school and now a new name. I told myself it was a fresh start, but you can’t outrun your own skin.
This isn’t some magical transformation. No accident. No glitch. Just a body that was always different, finally catching up to the truth.
I still don’t know who I am. I don’t know who I want to be. But I know I can’t go back.
And when old friends show up asking questions, I’m not ready to answer… when new ones start to care more than they should… staying invisible stops being an option.
This is a slow-burn story about identity, trust, and becoming someone new—while carrying all the pieces of who you used to be.
This is a gender bender story.
There’s no magic, no isekai, no fantasy elements. Just a grounded, emotional exploration of gender, dysphoria, and growing up in a body that doesn’t feel like home.
It’s quiet, character-driven, and focused on internal change more than external spectacle.
I’m a new author writing late and tired after work—but this story matters to me. If you're looking for something honest, messy, and real... I hope you'll stick around.