This choice: Turning on a TV, you listen to the news. • Go Back...Chapter #6Turning on a TV, you listen to the news. by: Mr. George   The woman at the desk, looks wide-eyed down the lens of the camera. Clearly as uncomfortable in her skin, and clothes as you feel. You aren't meant to be a woman, and you certainly don't want to be one here... wherever here actually is.
You can guess the corner of the world, but suspect the precise country is beyond you. Given your location, you're basically illiterate, none of the signs making any sense to you. Just squiggly lines, and no helpful English letters all suggest you aren't anywhere that tourists come, or will likely have other speakers who can understand you.
The woman on the screen talks, and you're surprised to hear her speak French... You grasp of the language is imperfect, but slightly better than the zero arabic you can't speak. Hell! You aren't even sure Arabic is the language here, or if it's Farsi, or some other tongue you can't even name.
Your brain hurts from translating and guessing what she's saying. Picking up the obvious words 'homme', 'pas moi...", the emotion is telling, her discomfort clear. You wonder if this is maybe North Africa, or previously a French colony. But, the woman vanishes from the screen, as she starts to pull at her clothes.
There's still enough folk in position to restore order. To keep this society on the same lines, that you dread. Wondering how many locals have switched sex. How many former women are reeking revenge on their partners, with the power dynamic switched. Or how many men, are trying to impose their will from a physically weaker body.
Pulling your veil aside, you reveal your new face. It's the lips that strike you first.
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Cocksucker lips are the horrifying description that immediately jump out. Quickly, you snatch the veil back across, as best you can manage. You don't want to be stuck here, with those lips, those tits in this country.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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