This choice: Daniel, a highschool student • Go Back... The name’s Daniel. At least, that was it for the first 17 years of my life. Before I met Dr. Heller, and he zapped me with his bizarre device (the Corporeal Morpher). Now? You can call me "Danielle", I suppose. The bastard somehow switched my brain into the body of a girl he abducted for his crazy experiments! I don’t know anything about who she was prior to any of this. He tricked me into visiting his mad laboratory, and when I awoke, I was in her body, and her brain is trapped in my body, I suppose. I haven’t seen my original body since any of this happened.
Apparently, the lab was abandoned (it was raided by the FBI agents, but Daniel is unaware of this) during my body changeover process, though no one found me while I was still recovering in a secret room. Waking up, I found no trace of my original body, nor the mad doctor and his infernal machine.
As I make my way back to civilization, I run into Dr. Heller:
I looked up at him, still overwhelmed by the sheer vulnerability of the weak girl body I was trapped in.
I was fully clothes and dressed in plain girl clothes, but most properly still look far too sexy for my own comfort…
Most properly the girl who this bastard doctor made out of me, can be called a tomboy!
Dr Heller towers me and his hands touched my shoulders, steadying me and my entire body started shaking like a JoJo….
"Careful there, cutie pie." The voice doesn't fit the body. It sounds far too friendly, for the asshole…
The while lab coat reminds me, that he was a doctor, a mad doctor to be precise!.
I tried to break free, but it doesn't help, he is stronger than me or my current body.
His arms driving me back, keeping a firm grip on my shoulders.
For some reason he asked me:
"Are you okay?"
"not at all..." I shouted back, but Dr. Heller remained calm.
Not only calm, after a moment he released me and me take the option to ask:
"Can... I go now?" Uncertain, even why I need to ask for permission.
"Of course, Daniel... or is it Danielle now."
I protested and realized once more that my voice is different, it comes out in a female tone and the whole body is just horrifying to me, as I feel so wrong, having now boobs and no more manhood…
My well build muscles are now more feeling like wet noodles.
I was sure that I wanted to escape from here but also realized that I will have problems now and have no shelter and nothing. Not even my own parents would recognize me. So where can I go?
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