I have lots of ideas for fanfictions, this is my first time pursuing one. If you read, please review. That's all I ask.

Here goes.

WARNING! This story contains violence, genderbending, sex, swearing, homosexual relationships, and may contain MPreg.

KYLE/KRISSIE

I wake up and open my eyes, but instead of seeing the ceiling of my bedroom in my house in Rhode Island, I see a grey tiled ceiling. I take in the rest of my surroundings and decide that I have never been in this place before. I get up to investigate, and when I stand I notice that I feel a bit shorter than usual; not by much, but still slightly noticeable. I see a door at the other end of the room, and open it to find a bathroom. I splash my face with water from the sink to wake myself up more and when I look up I notice that I don't look right.

In the mirror is a girl who looks like a female version of me. I look down at myself and instead of seeing my normal, flat chest; I see a pair of boobs from under my shirt.

Um, what kind of fucked up dream is this.

Worriedly, I grab my crotch, where my dick should be, only to find that that is gone too. I move a little deeper and—

Oh god, THERE'S A HOLE! I HAVE A FUCKING VAGINA!

Okay, Kyle, calm down, you're fine, this is just a dream, you'll wake up and you'll have the right body parts ands you'll be in your bedroom and everything will be fine.

"Ah hamburgers, you're a chick in my dream, too?" I hear a voice say behind me. I turn around and see my best friend Butters… who is also a chick…

"Okay, this is a fucked up dream," I think, though I say it out loud.

"W-well, I'm sorry Kyle. I'd stop dreaming about this if I knew how, but I can't figure it out. I already tried pinching myself," he, or, uh, she, replies. Wait, what?

"No, this is my dream, Butters. Not yours."

"AHHHHHHH!" screams someone from the other room, interrupting our conversation. We both run out of the bathroom to investigate. Sitting on the ground, off in a corner, is a female Tweek, my other best friend.

Butters and I look at each other, and he/she has a clear look of confusion etched on her face, as do I.

"Oh, good, you're all awake," I hear from behind me, turning to see a woman I don't recognize. She has long, black hair, thrown back sloppily with some sort of clip, and has deep brown eyes, and her bangs are long and cover one of them. She must be older than me, my guess is that she is in her mid 20s, she looks about 10 years older than me.

"Nice to meet you all, officially, my name is Emma Marx. Before you bombard me with questions, let me explain what's going on. You all were kidnapped by my father and used as his lab rats to see if his formula for sex change worked, and he was going to use you for more tests that would have ultimately led to your death. I rescued you from him and I brought you far away, though we can't go to the government about his matter, because my father is working for the government. No one knows you're gone because they cloned you and your clones have taken your place in your normal lives. You will now be starting your lives here, in South Park, Colorado, until I can find a way to get you all back to normal and into your regular lives. Kyle Broflovski, you are now Kristina Westley, Tweek Tweak, you will now go by Tara Westley, and Leopold 'Butters' Stotch, you will go Laura Westley. When you all were young I adopted you and have been raising you since. I will be Emma Westley. You used to live in Nashua, New Hampshire, but you all were homeschooled so you didn't really know anyone. Any questions?"

Holy shit. This is a lot to take in at once.

THUD

And Tweek just fainted

…

I mean, Tara.

Okay, short intro, but it starts the story and explains everything.

Review, please.