What is this magic?! [Clan-wide gender swap!]

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    ooc; This is just a little fun thing. No, this does not apply outside of this thread. This will last however long the thread does. This is just a little plot, that is just for absolute 100% fun!
    If you have any questions, ask me! :)


    ic; The moon glistened down on the clan as everyone slept. It was an eerie, yet beautiful glow. It shimmered in the darkness, elegant as silk. But no one saw, the split second it became a radiant purple. It's rays shone down on the quite, peaceful clan, casting a powerful magic that no one knew of.
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    Whisperstalker smiled as the rays of an early morning shined unto her face. She'd had a wonderful sleep! She rose to her paws and stretched her elegant body. She plonked back down onto the ground, and began her morning grooming, so she could stay as beautiful as ever, when she noticed, her beautiful slender legs were all muscly! They were ruining her beautiful, almost fragile, looks! She must have been running around too much lately.
    With a small sigh, Whisper decided she must begin to take it easy and relax a little. She then moved to the corner of her den, so anyone passing by couldn't see her, and lifted her leg hind into the air. [lol]


    What was meant to be a distressed, feminine scream, turned into a weird sounding choke-scream-cough. She couldn't reach the high note that she usually could when panicked enough.
    Shadows covered the tuxedo cats face as she glumly sat in the darkest corner of her den, embarrassed, frustrated, confused, there weren't enough words in the entire word to describe all of her current feelings. She felt sick to her stomach, as if she was about to be sick, she wanted to cry, but couldn't bring the tears.
    But what had distressed the happy-go-lucky deputy? Well, being the lady she is - or was - there was only one way to describe it. She had dingly-danglies. Encase you don't understand, she - more like he - had male parts.
    Whisper was no longer a slim, beautiful, elegant she-cat, but an icky, muscly, bulk, tall tom. On the bright side, she, erm, he was handsome. But that wasn't enough!
    Whisper didn't care if the rest of the clan was affected. Hell! She didn't even care if it was burnt to the ground! She was ruined!

    [font=times new roman]"Ooh." Kasterborous' voice was even more high-pitched than usual, his lean build more feminine than fit. "This is new, isn't it?" being a lady was very...well, new. He wasn't quite sure what to think. "What's this, then?" questioned the warrior, studying his unnaturally thin legs with interest. "Are all ladies built this way?"

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= background hex code; bordercolor=transparent border hex code; borderwidth=0px; width: 350px;][justify][size=1]"Kas?" Amy's unusually deep shriek rang out, obviously worried. "What happened? I'm a... I'm a male!" And you're female!"

    [font=times new roman]"Yes, I am!" he sounded slightly panicked. "What do females do, exactly?" Kasterborous inspected his paws, wondering if he'd ever revert back to his preferred masculine gender.

    [align=center][fancypost bgcolor= background hex code; bordercolor=transparent border hex code; borderwidth=0px; width: 350px;][justify][size=1]"I dunno! They just... do stuff! Patrol and fight and hunt!" she answered, shaking one of her forepaws in font of her.

    [font=times new roman]"But...!" Kasterborous looked vaguely alarmed for a moment, then the male in a temporary's female body brightened. "Are females any good at dancing?"

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    [size=3]Flora Flamincato[/size]
    [size=1]Don’t listen what your girlfriend says
    She reads those magazines
    That say you failed the test
    You don’t have what she needs
    I slither like a viper
    And get you by the neck
    I know a thousand ways to help you forget about her
    That bitch can eat her heart out!
    Love bites, but so do I, so do I.

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    [justify]Flora looked about in shock as she stood. Her normally soft voice gruff. "What in the name of The stars.. Why am I a boy?" she asks as she looks at her now larger and more powerful build.[/justify][/fancypost]

    "What the!" Barronpaw squeaked girlishly, and screamed another girly scream "My voice!" he squealed again. He started to gallop about in fright, adding in a few bucks. He was scared for the fact he was a girl. Everything felt wrong. He voice was the main thing he hated, higher than the highest pitched voice. For one thing he knew now was that he hated being a girl.

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    [Omfg, this is the best! <3
    Track because Libby is in BloodClan!]

    Ew. This was terrible, purely terrible. The Himalayan found to wake up in a female's body…? Was this normal? It apparently was as when he walled out of his den, there stood everyone th opposite gender. Huh. But a.shrug only came into recognition as he seemed to have already processed the problem. "Well I'll be a monkeys uncle I guess I could get used to this." He muttered, as Xavier, who seemed normal for the most part, approached.


    #BlizzardClanrusset

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    When the silver tabby 'femme' awoke, her maw stretched in a yawn and-


    She- no, he screamed. Except it came out as a deeper sort of yell. Horrified, he jumped to his paws, mouth hanging open in disgust. Storming out of the den, he stopped short, realising that everybody seemed to be experiencing it. Well, at least he wasn't a freak. But he sure felt like it. Sitting down, he whimpered slightly, unsure of what to do. Was he meant to do boyish things now? What did boys even do?


    #blizzardclanmosaic
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    Maypaw awoke to alarmed shrieks and the bustle and hustle of confusion. She, well, he, being as curious as ever, arose to his paws to head out of the medicine cat den to investigate. The only problem was was that she felt taller, stronger, and had the slight desire to roll in mud for some odd reason. That's what boys do, right? Heck if I know. She also felt a bit, well, laid back, er, lazy, as she'd call it. Maypaw turned to examine her pelt, finding it more rough and not it's usually smooth and silky self. "What the --" he let out a gasp at the deep and somewhat smexy vocals that traveled from her maw, darker-in-coloring green luminaries widening in slight panic and dislike. What in the world?
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    I love this, bro.
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    #blizzardclanmay

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][size=7pt][color=#E2F45D]"alright, someone better tell me what's going on," crowtalon demanded, lashing his--no, her tail as she stalked over, her pale yellow eyes narrowed in anger and shock. her voice was higher than usual, though it still retained its strong base.

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    Maypaw plopped down on his bum in embarrassment, cheeks flushing to a rosy pink while his lobes pressed up against his skull. Oh, how shameful this was. How was everyone to act when they had switched gender-roles? How did this event actually come to happen? The tom was willing to just hole up in the medicine cat den for a while, though how was she supposed to do her medic tasks mainly in the den itself? He couldn't stay in there forever. The tom gently arose to his paws, peering about with an uncertainty as he strolled out into the camp clearing. His whiskers began to twitch in amusement as he caught sight of Crow, pulling a paw her, er, his maw to stop himself from chuckling at the event of seeing the ebony femme. Haha, he was a girl now!
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    I am having such trouble roleplaying May as a male. It just isn't possible. -flips table- o_o
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    #blizzardclanmay

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][color=black][size=7pt]flicking an ear, crowtalon jerked her head to one side, prepared to lecture whoever was giggling at him on the history of respecting those higher than you, she faltered at the sight of maypaw. he was still gorgeous, even as a male. feeling her cheeks flush, the ebony female quickly looked away, shuffling her paws. stupid awkward crushes.

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    "Crow! It happened to you too." he commented once her chuckling had resided, striding over precariously and a bit unsteadily as he wasn't used to the feel of the new body. It was the same her, just . . . well, it had a few different factors, I must admit. His, er, her yellow-green luminaries were now that of a forest green, light sandy pelt now darker in coloring, though the faint stripes and dots were still present on his pelt. She, instead of being lithe and petite, was now tall and muscular, which, to be honest, wasn't very pleasant. I mean, she felt like she could run for twenty miles or more, but it just didn't feel balanced. The tom took a seat upon the ground, wrapping his plume over his paws as the embarrassment made a comeback. What was one to do?
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    #blizzardclanmay

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    ❝ SO SCARED I'LL TAKE OFF IN A RUN ❞
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    Like Maypaw, poor, sleeping Flowerkit's blue eye shot opened, as she glanced around. Coming to a standing position awkwardly, she was alarmed when her normally slim and petite feminine figure was replaced by that of a bulky, more muscular one. Jumping to her paws, trying to examine herself, Flowerkit tipped her head to the side.


    "What the heck."


    As a kitten, her voice would be high, but it was a different high. Not her usual soprano, light tone, but a deeper one.


    She was a guy.


    Coughing nervously and awkwardly, the female slipped out of the nursery, blushing out of embarrassment.


    "Um g-g-guys? Help?"
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    [align=center][color=white]❝ I'M FLYING TOO CLOSE TO THE SUN ❞

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