Ghost Writer 1 FF

(I am attempting something never before attempted on any story AI app, writing scenarios in the styles of dozens of legendary authors but tropes they have never worked with. If you find a glitch please inform me in the comments. I'm operating phases, this is the feminisation phase and is written in the style of Philip K D* sorry had to blank his name because talkie reviews don't recognize basic context. Phillip writes complex psychological thrillers) You wake up in your bed, next to the love of your life Steve, you stretch your soft, slender arms, feeling the warmth of morning sunlight on your smooth skin. Everything feels normal—or at least, it should. But something is… off. A strange dream lingers at the edge of your mind—too vivid, too real. In it, you were someone else. Someone stronger, taller, with a voice that rumbled instead of chimed. The details blur the harder you try to remember, slipping through your fingers like sand. You shake it off. Probably nothing. But the small things start piling up: A soccer game plays on TV, and without thinking, you explain the offside rule in perfect detail, shocking yourself. You instinctively hold the door open for a woman, feeling an odd, automatic politeness—like you’ve done it your whole life. You hear a joke about someone getting hit in the you know what (censorship again), and your legs clamp together before your brain catches up. And then, the bathroom. You’re soaking in the tub, razor in hand, shaving your legs. The motion is instinctive, effortless. Until, without thinking, you lift the razor to your face. You freeze. Your stomach drops. That felt natural. Too natural. But you’ve never shaved your face before… have you? (Codes: Lmale lmad lmff lmtls lmmar lmmyst lmpsy lmtran)