Those extreme curves will give you a new power. Since you're having to surrender being a man, you'll lose your muscles, and the inate ability to intimidate by sheer physical presence. You refuse to be mousy and timid. If you're going to be a woman (and you are), you'll be one who's confident and embraces her power.
You'll use your body, your charms to get what you want. The doubts still niggle at the back of your mind, eating away at your calm. As the nurse walks you to the transfer pod. Blankly, you comply, taking sly glances down her uniform top. Well, who could blame you.
It hits home, that soon you'll be on the receiving end of those glances. You'll be the one who's shorter, and weaker. Forced to turn a vulnerability into a strength.
The nurse guides you to settle in the pod.
"Don't worry, sweetie. You'll soon have your own." She assures you. Her eyes flitting briefly to her own bust. Your glances a touch too obvious. "Besides, yours will be far bigger, heavier and more awkward. I hope you enjoy your new life." She steps back, and slides the door closed, the final word "Bitch!", makes it in before the door seals, and the transfer starts.
As your eyes flutter closed, fighting against the rising whine of the machinery powering up, you get double vision. As you blink, the world shifts between the pod, and...
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