TG Angel
Michael was a good cop. He had plenty of chances to take bribes, steal drugs, or turn corrupt. He never let the bad guys intimidate him into looking the other way, no matter how dangerous or powerful they were. He was on a mission to clean up his streets and make the world a better place. He stopped at nothing to keep others safe. He was one of the good guys.
For his current assignment, he needed to go deep undercover to collect the evidence they needed to arrest and lock up a powerful crime boss who ran an illegal prostitution ring in Las Vegas. But the kingpin trusted no one and only ever personally interacted with two guys he’d known since high school – with one exception.
The crime boss also personally hand-picked and approved each and every one of his working prostitutes.
Michael realized the only way to get close enough to bug the criminal and collect any hard evidence was to somehow offer to become one of his prostitutes.
But he couldn’t merely dress, act, and sound like a woman. He needed to be one – physically – for his inspection before gaining access. Plenty of female cops wanted to take down this crime boss too. A few volunteered to go undercover instead. The only problem was, the crime boss already knew the names and faces of all the cops in Las Vegas. There was no way one of them could get past security.
It needed to be a new face. Someone they’d never recognize.
And one day while working on an unrelated missing persons case, Michael came across a creative and unlikely solution.
Just outside the city limits, there was another adult entertainment service known as Eden’s Angels. Escorts and things like that. Local law enforcement knew they were up to some illegal activities too, but so far had been unable make any progress getting a warrant. It was almost as if Eden’s Angels had some high ranking officials in their back pockets. Or blackmail on them. Or something.
But Michael and the local police department did know this much: somehow – and they had no idea how – the people running Eden’s Angels had some kind of technology that could physically transform someone into the opposite sex completely. They claimed all their girls – “angels” as they were now called – willingly volunteered for the procedure. The cops weren’t always so sure. But it presented an interesting opportunity.
What if, in exchange for reduced charges or a lesser sentence, Eden’s Angels cooperated with the police and agreed to temporarily transform Michael into an attractive young woman, just long enough for him to infiltrate the prostitution ring and get the evidence he needed on this other crime boss. Truthfully, he didn’t know if they’d ever get a conviction against Eden’s Angels, but he wasn’t going to tell them that.
After getting approval for this unusual operation, Michael drove out to the Eden’s Angels estate, clearly identified himself as a police officer, and made his offer.
And an appealing offer it was. Not just for the reduced charges or potential jail time, but also more importantly, it meant less competition for their own services. It was a win-win.
That very day, Eden’s Angels transformed Michael into a beautiful, sensual, seductive young woman — with an irresistible, insatiable sex drive. The enhanced libido wasn’t part of the original deal, but it was too late now and only temporary anyway.
Michael, now calling herself “Rebecca,” couldn’t believe how perfect she turned out. The crime boss would absolutely want to hire her as his newest prostitute, no question. And on her drive back to the city, she stopped at a few clothing stores to try on some different dresses. She had to look the part. Something attractive, elegant, sensual… a little slutty, but not like she was trying too hard, either. Hmm, while she was at it, she stopped at another store to pick up some make-up and hair supplies. She selected a lovely color to paint her fingernails and toenails. Found some cute shoes for her little feminine feet. Some earrings and other jewelry to adorn her body.
She felt so special. So beautiful. And it was all paid for out of the police department’s special projects budget!
Actually, and maybe this was just a side-effect of the increased libido and other feminine hormones running through her body now, but Rebecca started to think she might actually enjoy being a girl.
Of course, that wouldn’t stop her from completing her mission. She was determined to get the evidence and take down this criminal. She was just thinking, after she took down this kingpin, maybe she’d use up some of her vacation time, travel to Hawaii or something, lay out on the beach… Feel what it’s like to be the object of desire. Be approached by attractive strangers who’ll buy her drinks and take her on exciting adventures. When she got back, she’d return to Eden’s Angels for the procedure to reverse her transformation and fully become Michael again. He had a life, after all.
This was just a temporary assignment. A special mission.
And everything appeared to be going to plan.
Rebecca got past security, no problem. And the crime boss instantly approved her and told his men to put Rebecca to work that night. Success! She was on the inside. And when no one was looking, she started planting some bugs. While the crime boss was in the other room, Rebecca searched his computer and physical files for the evidence she needed.
And finally she found it. A file that contained it all. Records of the money laundering. The names, dates, locations, and contacts for every branch of his prostitution ring. And most importantly of all: his signature, tying him to it all.
She saved the evidence she needed to her phone. But just as she turned around — the crime boss was standing there, catching her in the act. Her cover was blown. The kingpin had his two loyal henchmen immediately grab her and hold face down against his desk. He raped her — and then pulled out his gun, and murdered her on the spot.
Everything went white.
Suddenly Rebecca felt herself floating out of her body. A tunnel of light appeared. And next thing she knew, she found herself in heaven.
Rebecca was still a woman.
Weird. She wondered why she didn’t switch back to being a man. Was it because she died as a woman? Or was maybe this her soul’s true gender all along?
An angel appeared. This angel was glowing with a golden-white light. She had golden blonde hair and the most beautiful and intense blue eyes.
Rebecca felt so safe here in the light. So peaceful. She felt totally immersed in and surrounded by an unconditional love, acceptance, and warmth like she’d never known on Earth.
The angel’s voice was soft, soothing, and so full of love. “Welcome home, Rebecca.”
“I’m really dead?” she asked.
The angel nodded.
“But there’s so much left I want to do. I’m not done yet. I still want to make the world a better place.” She felt her life ended too soon. Deep down, she knew hadn’t yet fulfilled her life purpose.
The angel understood. “There is another option,” the beautiful being of light said. “You can stay here, and you’ll be welcome and loved. You can join your ancestors in the afterlife. You may enter Paradise. But if you do, it’s a one-way trip. There’ll be no coming back. You’ll need to leave everything about Earth behind.”
“Or?” Rebecca asked.
“Or,” said the angel, “God sees your heart and knows your intention. If you want it, you can receive a special gift. God will transform you. You’ll become an angel. Specifically, a guardian angel. You won’t be human anymore, but can visit Earth whenever you please. And as a guardian angel, you’ll be able to help guide, protect, and positively influence others. You can still make the world a better place, through helping others, if you so choose.”
“Really?” Rebecca asked.
The angel nodded. “It’s entirely your choice. What do you want?”
She didn’t hesitate to decide. She knew what she wanted. She wanted to help others. She wanted to make the world a better place for as many people as possible. Maybe that didn’t include capturing bad guys and putting criminals behind bars anymore, but perhaps there was something else she could do – something more, an even higher calling perhaps.
Earth already had plenty of police officers. But she was unique. Her life experience made her special. And in that, she found a new purpose, a much more personally meaningful mission.
“I accept. Do it. Make me a guardian angel.”
The other angel smiled. “Welcome, sister.”
Rebecca smiled too. And suddenly, surrounded by a brilliant white light and encircled by unconditional love, her soul transformed.
She evolved, ascended, and miraculously transformed into a brand new angel.
With big, brilliant, beautiful white wings. A golden aura. And a connection to the divine and all living things like she never felt or imagined possible before.
“Have you decided who you want to be a guardian angel for?”
Rebecca nodded. “I have. I want to be the patron angel for all transgendered people around the world. I want to be their protector, their guide, their healer, their supernatural friend. I will make sure they are all safe. That no harm will come to anyone who’s trans ever again.”
The other angel smiled.
“And for anyone who’s not yet transgendered, but wants or needs to be… I want to be their guide, mentor, and angelic friend too.”
The angel hugged Rebecca. “Earth’s going to be a better place.”