This choice: "But, it'll be a woman's body, and you'll have your own..." she giggles. • Go Back...Chapter #6"But, it'll be a woman's body, and ... by: Mr. George   "But, it'll be a woman's body, and you'll have your own..." she giggles.
She plays with your nose, squishing it from side to side. "Besides, I've read the files, and know exactly the sort of woman you like." She purred, "Or should I say targetted..."
She leans back, leaving you lying flat, and desperately wanting to flee. Alas, despite your panic you can't even quicken your breath. The steady rise and fall, beyond your control.
"It's even assured you'll never accidentally give away your previous life. A mental block will be part of the procedure, to ensure you can't and won't let slip your former name, or sex."
She tweaks your nose, before kissing it. "You'll be a scrumptuous bit of totty, with the type of firm full titties, that demand attention. Delightfully firm, and suspiciously full."
She plays with your chest, shaping your pecs, pressing them to form a faux cleavage. You can't even feel it, just see her work your body, as if she can remold it like clay.
"Now, as an aid, you'll receive 'training wheel'.", she gave the word air quotes. "To help with such a significant adjustment. You'll walk like a woman until that wiggle comes naturally, and all the other little mannerisms you enjoyed will be programmed into your profile."
She smiled like a cat playing with a mouse, "Can you just imagine?"
Incapable of breathing a protest, or even shaking your head. You can only glower at her. She glories in your helplessness.
"Oh, and I made sure you'll have a delightful lisp, so you can't be taken seriously." She tilted her head playfully, "As if the rack you'll be carrying won't be disqualifying."
Throwing her head back, laughter trilling, "I wouldn't try and use your education for a job... or you might find yourself on the other end of business."
She pouted, and blew you a kiss.
A noise from elsewhere in the lab. The sound of wheels were getting closer. You had to look over. She was as feminine as you'd feared!
The perfect target for your associates, and the most beddable woman you'd ever seen. The thought of wearing that body, of being that woman was ironically paralysing.
Her appearance at odds with the surroundings, your lawyer obviously underlining her point. Your future body was dressed in a silver sequined outfit. Cut to resemble that of Jessica Rabbit, and blessed with the body to fill it.
"Still I'll leave some surprises for you when you wake..."
As a pressure build behind your eyes, you realise the transfer has already begun. In moments, the gloating face of your lawyer is retreating from view. Even the vision of her shrinking, enclosed in a dark void, as if you're plunging down a well. As she vanishes from sight, leaving you lost and alone in the dark. A nameless force works to heave you upwards.
A spot of light forming, and with time widening, you see the ceiling of the lab, once again. It looks similar but a different patch, the lights have shifted.
- - - - -
Erupting from the bed, the crown of electrodes spills away, as you leap to your feet. Your centre of balance different, your whole body feeling weaker and more mobile. Especially your rump and the sloshing of your bust is downright unsettling.
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"Oh, poop..."
That wasn't what you meant to say, «Shit, fuck, motherfucker, bitch...» all rush to be spoken, as you whirl around you latch onto the braying laugh of your lawyer, but it's "Darn, drat, meanie, nasty woman..." that actually come out. Worse, they come out in a voice that makes even them sound seductive, and tempting.
Running hands over your voluptuous new figure, you feel everything in excruciating, erotic detail. Every sense amped up to the max. Even the hair cascading down your spine, feels like a caress of your shoulders, and back. Your rump as scrumptuous, and over stuffed as your bust.
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