This choice: He is being restrained and forced through a "re-education program." • Go Back...Chapter #3A Better Woman achieved through chemistry by: Unknown The man awoke and immediately knew something was wrong. On a biological level, his body had switched from pumping out testosterone to estrogen in half an hour. This reworking and rewriting of a person's DNA was something thought to be impossible however, in the same half an hour time frame the man could no longer be called such. By some means, reproductive organs had been reversed, pubescent afflictions had been skipped and the man had become a fully grown woman. Now although he did not known this yet, he would soon as the women responsible for his abduction entered the chamber.
"Ms. Jones looks quite beautiful today, don't you think Ms. Take?"
"Yes, I do Miss Tree."
The new woman found herself groggy for a moment, until she realized that she was standing. Not only that, but she couldn't move, it seemed her body was frozen in attention while her mind was no longer in control of the movements of her body.
"You did very well on the subliminal commands Miss Tree. She has yet to move out of her attention."
"Thank you very much Miss Take. Shall we begin to show her what she can do?"
"That would be very good Miss Tree."
Wait, "she,?" "Her?" The new woman's mind scrambled to figure out what they meant. Surely they didn't mean her, because she was a man.
"Miss Jones, could you please get ready for the party?"
And with that phrase, the body began to move as the mind struggled to exert any sort of will into the bodies decisions. Walking to the other side of the room to the left of a table with several medical instruments, mainly what looked like what would be usually used in checkups as well as a tape recorder with headphones. As soon as the body was parallel with this table it resumed it's attention position.
"Oh, yes Miss Jones. You move beautifully. We just had to change your body around, you'll be a proper woman yet," Miss Take said. "And for your information Miss Jones, yes it's your body. Just better. Right down to your birthmark on your left thigh or the scar under your back from when you fell out of the tree at the age of 6."
How did they know that? Her mind scrambled to find any sort of sense in all of this and it was drawing blanks all the way.
Miss Take walked away then chuckled to herself, walking back over to the woman. "Oh, how rude of me! Miss Jones, please meet our guest!"
The body turned to a mirror and the man's mind couldn't believe it. The reflection was that not of a middle aged man, but of a beautiful woman whose expression was that of a neutral scowl as he struggled to make a face, anything but to no avail.
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"Aren't you glad we made you so pretty Miss Jones?," Miss Take said.
"Yes, Miss Take. Thank you so much for this. I will not let you and Miss Tree down." A monotone voice exited Miss Jones larynx without the mind's permission. As the mind was screaming, the body offered a small smile with that statement.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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