transgender fiction

Bob went into the local hardware store to get some nails for building his deck. He asked one of the clerks where he could find nails, and the employee asked what kind of nails. He responded angrily “NAILS! YOU KNOW, NAILS! THE THINGS YOU POUND WITH A HAMMER!” The employee was tired of the abuse from customers, so he mumbled a chant, and suddenly bob had nails.. Of course they weren’t exactly the kind he was looking for.