I wrote this yesterday but it sounded to vanilla for a 911 so I took another crack at it hope this is better<br />**Dispatcher:** 911, what's your emergency?<br /><br />**Caller:** (Heavy breathing, almost panting) I... I don&#8217;t know where to start... My name is Michael. There's an intruder in my house... He's got a wand... Yes, a real wand... twinkling and all. Please, you must believe me...<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Michael, you need to calm down. A wand? Like the ones in fairy tales? Are you hurt or in danger? Can you give me more details?<br /><br />**Caller:** (Nervous, broken laughter) Calm down? How do you expect me to? I'm standing in the middle of my living room, in a dress. A floral dress, no less. My clothes... they vanished. Like, poof, gone! Then this dress, it materialized on me... right out of thin air. I can feel the chill air on my bare legs, the fabric rustling against my skin... It's... it's cold. I can feel every tiny goosebump rising... This isn't some kind of sick joke, it's horrifyingly real.<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Alright, Michael, stay with me. We have officers on their way. Can you describe the intruder?<br /><br />**Caller:** He looks so young, almost boyish. He has this mess of blond curls bouncing on his head. He's dressed in some kind of robe... It's extravagant, quite captivating actually... But his eyes, they're full of an eerie intensity. That wand... that damned wand... It's not just changing me, it's... it's remaking me... reshaping me with every flourish, every little twist and flick.<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Michael, I'm having a hard time understanding what you mean by 'changing'. Can you clarify?<br /><br />**Caller:** (Whispering) My body... It's like it's no longer mine. After the clothing... the changes didn&#8217;t stop. My chest... It's stretching, bloating. There's this strange feeling of expansion, of flesh yielding and forming into something new... into breasts. And my voice... It's higher, softer... almost melodic, can't you tell?<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Your voice does sound different, Michael. Did you hand the phone over to someone else?<br /><br />**Caller:** No, it's... it's still me. But I'm not Michael anymore... Not with this body... these changes... I'm... I&#8217;m Daisy now.<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy? I need to make sure this isn't some sort of sick joke. Are you safe right now?<br /><br />**Caller:** (Barely audible) It&#8217;s not... It's not a joke... I wish it was... He's coming closer again... That wand... it's glowing... sparkling with this terrifying energy. My feet... they're... they're changing. The bones are moving, shifting, grinding... shrinking. It's a pain I've never felt before, it's... it's like I&#8217;m being torn apart and reassembled. And then these heels, they've replaced my shoes... They just appeared out of nowhere... This is a violation, a terrifying, intimate violation.<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy, we have units on their way. Try to find a safe place to hide until they get there. Can you do that?<br /><br />**Caller:** I'll... I'll try... but he's here... No, please... I don't want to change anymore... <br /><br />*There's a pause in the call, followed by a sharp intake of breath.*<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy? Are you there? What's happening now?<br /><br />**Caller:** (Softly crying) The wand... He waved it again... My body... it's continuing to change. My hips... they're expanding...<br /><br /> widening. I can feel my body contorting, my waist is... it's contracting, tightening... It feels like a vice, squeezing... <br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy, can you see the intruder now? <br /><br />**Caller:** Yes, he's... He's not a stranger anymore... He's my husband... How could I not recognize him before...? <br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Your husband? Daisy, can you talk to him? Ask him to stop? <br /><br />**Caller:** He's... He's laughing. He thinks this is some kind of game. But it's not a game, it's... it's... Oh god, not again...<br /><br />*There's a pause, a silence that lasts too long, then a muffled whimper.*<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy, what's happening now? <br /><br />**Caller:** The wand... it's throbbing... my body... it's... it's warping. I... I'm shrinking... My height's reducing, my hands, they're becoming... they're becoming smaller, more delicate. Like doll's hands... And... my... my... my...<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy, I need you to stay calm. What's happening?<br /><br />**Caller:** My penis... it's... it's retracting, disappearing... transforming into... into a... <br /><br />*Her voice trails off, the silence filled with soft sobs.*<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy, is the intruder, your husband, still there?<br /><br />**Caller:** Yes, but... he's my husband. I... I love him. He... he wouldn't hurt me. This is just a... a game... a terrifying, degrading game.<br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy, the officers are almost there. Try to stay safe. <br /><br />**Caller:** (Giggling softly) Oh, no, it's fine. I... I was just being silly... I misunderstood. <br /><br />**Dispatcher:** Daisy, this line is for emergencies only...<br /><br />**Caller:** Yes, yes, I know. I'm sorry... I misunderstood. I'm okay now. <br /><br />*End of call.*