This choice: Crystal Minx, a famous, 34 year old porn star. • Go Back...Chapter #5Crystal Minx, a famous porn star. by: Wassel   "...A young woman by the name of Jamie Haynes."
Jamie Haynes? ... Woman? You couldn't believe your ears. Was he seriously saying that you were now a girl? This revelation hitting you like a ton of bricks.
"She was involved in the same car accident that you and your family were," Dr. Kerry continued, "Two cars back. The driver in front slammed on his brakes and it seems that Miss. Haynes went into the back of him. Hit her head on the steering wheel and unfortunately ended up having an aneurysm. It was already too late by the time she got here. But not for you. The nature of her injuries making her an ideal candidate for the transplant procedure. Seeing as apart from a small section of her brain, the rest of her body was in perfect working order."
"Oh my God... Are... Are you serious?" you shrieked. Your croaky voice now sounding rather strange. As if you were only properly hearing it now for the first time. "I'm a girl now?"
"I'm afraid so, Tim," the other doctor, Saunders replied. Stepping in now. "Unfortunately it was our only option. Your brain was in perfect working order but your body was failing. The machines could only keep you alive for so long. That is why Dr. Kerry here suggested the transplant procedure to your parents in the first place. To save your life.
"I know it's not exactly ideal, but it is better than the alternative. Plus, we've ran numerous tests and the procedure seems to have been a resounding success. So you have nothing to worry about on that front."
You knew you should be grateful for this, but right now you couldn't really feel anything other than complete and utter shock at the fact that you were now in some strange woman's body. Not recognizing the name at all.
"Wh-who was she?" you stuttered weakly. Still reeling from this revelation. Anxious however to know as much as you possibly could. "Who am I now?"
Saunders cleared his throat. "Well, uhum... That's... That's the thing I'm afraid," he said, nervously. "From what we've been able to piece together since performing the operation, Jamie Haynes was indeed her given name, but its seems she also went by another name. A professional name..."
"Which is?"
The old man's cheeks turned red, clearly finding this difficult to say. Before finally blurting out "Crystal Minx." Recognizing the name almost instantly. "It seems that Miss. Haynes was some sort of... adult movie star. Which to be honest, came as of much of a shock to us as I'm sure it does to you..."
Holy shit! Crystal Minx... You knew that name well. Having jerked off God knows how many times to her movies and pictures online. Crystal Minx being just about one of the most famous and well know porn actresses in the business, and for damn good reason too! Having not only a body to die for - super slim and well toned, with curvy hips and a nice big ass, as well as a pair of enormous surgically enhanced breasts - but she also gave some of the wildest and most enthusiastic performances you'd ever seen. Literally being able to do it all, and over her 16 year career, she most certainly had. This absolutely blowing your mind then, not only the fact that she was dead (being one of your favorite performers), but also that you were now her. You were inside her body. A body that had fucked more men than you could count. Often more than one at a time!
Reading into this look of recognizing you presumably now had, Saunders awkwardly continued, "...Or uh, or perhaps you have heard of her before. I'm not sure. Either way, despite her rather colorful past, she really was the only viable donor body available at the time. And she does seem to be very fit and healthy for her 34 years."
Though still reeling from this revelation, seeing how damn impossible it all seemed, you needed to know that it was indeed true. Having yet to see any actual physical proof. Your current drugged up state making it extremely difficult to move anything other than your head. Asking the doctor then, "Can... Can I see?"
"Yes, of course," he said. Turning to his colleague and asking, "Dr. Kerry, can you please hand me that mirror?" Watching then as Kerry picked the small hand held mirror up off a nearby table and passed it to him. Feeling a growing sense of dread starting to build in your stomach as Saunders began to move it towards your face.
Oh God. It's real! you gasped, catching sight of your reflection in the mirror. Finding there, staring back at you, was none other than porn legend Crystal Minx. Wearing an incredibly shocked expression on her face. Absolutely blown away by what she saw. I really am her! This... This is insane! It was. The sultry redhead in the mirror being almost 20 years older than you, with short, dark red hair, that was all matted and disheveled. Her vibrant green eyes, red and puffy. While a series of small stitches decorated the top of one eye. It being utterly bizarre and surreal to realize that this girl, she was now you.
"As you can see, there really is very little sign of any external damage visible to the cranium," Dr. Kerry then decided to explain, while you continued to stare slack-jawed into the mirror. "We even managed to preserve Miss. Haynes' hair using a rather new and highly advanced, non-evasive surgery technique that I patented myself." Being seemingly unable to help his boasting. "To an outside observer, they wouldn't even know anything was amiss."
The other doctor quickly shushed him however. Clearly not thinking this either the time nor the place. Not that you were really listening to be honest.
"This... This can't be real..." you muttered as the mirror was moved away and the rather eerie sight of Crystal Minx's super hot face moving as you moved was gone. Looking to them both to tell you that it wasn't. "...Can it?"
"I'm afraid it is, son," Saunders told you however. Completely shattering this hope. "This is your body now. You are Jamie Haynes."
"But... but how...? How am I meant to live like this? Like her? ...I can't be a porn star!" It becoming quite obvious the more that you spoke, that the voice coming from your throat was most definitely hers. Distorted as it was through your ears.
"Well that is something we still have to discuss," Saunders replied, looking even more uncomfortable now than he had done. Telling you that, "Perhaps that is best left for later though, once your parents are here. Right now you need to rest." His hands moving then towards your IV drip. "We'll talk again soon though, once you're feeling more up to it."
You tried to protest, wanting to talk about it now, but it was too late. Whatever drugs they were pumping you with had quickly taken effect and you felt yourself suddenly starting to drift. The last thought on your mind being, Why me? Why did the hell did this have to happen to me? as unconsciousness slowly began to take you...
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