"H-hello!?", you call. The voice that comes out is certainly not your own. It seems more like one the cute girls in classes would have....but you know that's not your voice. It freaks you out a bit, speaking but not hearing your own voice. The thin sheet doesn't help cover you much and your body is all jiggling and soft in strange ways you're not used to. You call once more for someone to answer but none comes until you hear a slight flip.
A compartment, about a few inches high and a foot wide pops open revealing some paper. The note says: "We will get you after some adjustment, hang in there." That is it. Without much choice, you spend your time just pacing about, which is difficult considering you barely know how to walk with all these new curves and contortions. Your legs sway and pull at your womanhood between them, which is not something you're used to. Standing straight is also more of a problem than you've ever had. Hours....days....maybe longer pass until...
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