"What the fuck am I doing? There has to be a better way to advance my career", you think to yourself in the elevator. You then remember the two agents that went before you. There is no better way. Then again one of them was unable to use the machine to get back to halfway normal due to increased chance on mutation. It was something to do with the drastic change in his appearence. He infiltrated the Yakuza. Something about changing that much increases chance of mutation. "So having me turn into a woman negate my ability to turn back male later, will I be stuck as a woman for the rest of my life", you ponder as the doors to the elevator open to the lab. A man in a lab coat rushes up and says, "Hurry up. The machine is warmed up and ready to go. Now hurry up and strip down". "I have to get naked", you ask alarmed? He smiles and says, "You can keep your clothes on if you want them fused to your skin". You quickly start stripping down and are guided to the machine. You step into the booth and right before the doors close ask, "How bad is this going to hurt"? The tech laughs and replies, "It wont hurt at all, but it may feel a little wierd". The door shuts and the machine starts is work. Your hairs stand on end as strange energy fills the booth. There is a bright flash. The next thing you now the machine is silient. "Was there a problem", you wonder to your self? You then catch your reflection in the glass.
"Holy shit", you exclaim and then look down at your boobs! Your boobs are about all you can see when you look down as they're blocking everything else. The door opens and the tech is stading there. Feeling exposed you try to cover yourself up.
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