“Hey Jane, you hear what happened to Professor Harding?” One of your fellow lab techs asks.
“I didn’t.”
“Well, I’m not sure exactly what happened, but he disappeared and this late 20’s looking girl showed up and said she was him. The school decided they believe her. I’m not so sure myself...”
“What the fuck... they wouldn’t have given her, or him, or whatever, the department unless they were sure it was actually Professor Harding.” You respond. “Anyway I finished the samples I needed to get ready, I’m going to head home.”
You decide to investigate this yourself. He doesn’t live that far from your place, and you had been to his house a few times to make sure you passed history.
You park a block away and sneak into his yard. You see that there are two people talking in the kitchen so you slip under the window sill.
“So, since this happened to us because of drugs, maybe we can find a drug that’ll return us to normal?” A soft feminine voice suggests.
A slightly more mature, but still very feminine voice responds. “Maybe, but this drug has to be illegal or secret, otherwise every trans person would be taking it. Honestly, I don’t know what we can do about this tonight. If you like you can stay here with me while we’re trying to deal with this.”
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