Being Ray Kowalski, by Isis. (NC-17)

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Fandom: DUE SOUTH
Pairing: Fraser/OFC (Fraser/Rae Kowalski), Fraser/Kowalski
Author on LJ: isiscolo
Author Website: http://hieroglyfics.net/

Why this must be read:

There aren't many genderbender stories out there who don't play it just for fun or for sex (or both). This story deals with Rae Kowalski, who has always been a woman, swapping the body with Ray Kowalski. "due South" had always a slight magical feeling to it, so it doesn't feel to constructed or unbelievable.

With over 50,000 words, the story takes its time exploring the differences between Rae and Ray and their relationship to Fraser. The sex, when it happens doesn't feel forced and the tension has been slowly built up to it. A very engaging story, which can make you think without being either too preachy or meta-ish.

"Good morning, Detective," said Welsh's voice in her ear. He sounded more alert and cheery than anyone had a right to be at this hour. Whatever this hour was. "Sorry to interrupt your beauty sleep, but we got a vandalism report down at Grant Park. Guy who called it in said it looked like a ritual, or something. Why don't you pick up Fraser on the way—as I recall, he's good with that hocus-pocus stuff."

While Welsh spoke, she opened her eyes—and nearly dropped the phone. What the hell was she doing in her old apartment? She'd moved out over a year ago, when she and Ben got the house together. Christ, had she gotten so drunk that she'd gone to the wrong place? Wait a minute—in that case, how had she managed to get in?

She squeezed her eyes shut again, trying to fight through the fog in her brain. Had she even been drinking last night? Or was it whatever she was coming down with that made her feel so hung over, that made her chest ache and her stomach….

Holy shit.

Involuntarily she shivered, despite the warm weight of the covers. Something was seriously wrong here.

"Vecchio, you there?"

Vecchio?

She swallowed hard, opened her eyes again. "This is Rae Kowalski." Not that anyone could tell, listening to her, she thought. And she could feel something between her legs, something resting against her thigh that wasn't supposed to be there…something very, very, very wrong.

"I know who you are," said Welsh. His sigh was clearly audible even over the phone. "Now get moving."

Being Ray Kowalski