I walked into the other room, slumping down in the chair. I kept my eyes clenched tightly, not wanting to let my tears of frustration come out. The three doctors walked into the control room, and the large scanner dropped from the ceiling like the day before. The laser came out, rotated around me once, scanning my entire body. The three of them reviewed the scan results, before they left the room. With the exception of West, they were in their normal optimistic moods.

“You’re still looking healthy, which is good,” Dr. Wright said to me with a smile. I was finding it hard to return one.

“And lucky for you, we can cut you loose for the day,” Dr. Hutchison replied. “I’ll show you back to your room.” He wrapped arm around my shoulder, patting it comfortingly as we headed towards the door.

I heard Dr. Wright and Dr. West arguing under each others’ breaths about why he slapped me, but I didn’t pay attention to it. Dr. Hutchison led me quietly towards my room, probably finding it hard to say anything after the events that transpired before the scan. Once we got to my room, he unlocked the door, leading me inside. I walked in, slumping down on the couch like I did earlier. My cheek still stung, but I tried to ignore it.

Dr. Hutchison closed the door, looking up at the camera and laughing a little about it. He walked over to the couch, sitting down near my feet. “You brought up an interesting point earlier,” he said.

“That Dr. Chilton should bungee jump in the Grand Canyon with no cord?” I replied bitterly.

Dr. Hutchison tilted his head a bit, as if toying with the idea in his mind. “Mmm, not quite. You mentioned that we didn’t know anything about you. I’d like to start by asking you a few things to get to know you better. This way, we connect with you and it’s easier to work with you, and you don’t feel like we’re belittling you. Sound like a deal?”

I shrugged. It couldn’t hurt, but it wouldn’t change the fact that I felt they all looked down on me. I sat back, waiting on him to start. I guess he realized it because he leaned back and got comfortable.

“What do you want out of life?” he started.

“To be male again,” I bitterly replied.

“How about before your change?”

“Never really had a purpose, I guess…” I had never really thought about it, to be honest. “I’ll get back to you on that one.”

“What do you do for fun?”

“I play video games, listen to music, and draw.” I looked over at him. “If you can get any of that stuff in here, that’d be great.”

“I’ll work on that,” he said, before continuing his questionnaire. “What do you think about your family?”

“They love me, and I love them.” I shrugged. “I’ve never really been close to them.”

“Then what do you care about most in this world?”

I hesitated. I knew the answer, but I began thinking about her. “…Clarissa…” I said softly. “My sole intention is to get out of here to go see her again, much like your goals were to get a volunteer to test the lab’s woman-making machines… She was one of the only true things that made me happy…”

The doctor was quiet a moment. I think he realized how I felt finally. After a moment, he continued to quiz me, asking me everything from my favorite color to the best thing I’ve ever gotten for my birthday. After about an hour of talking to me and getting to know me better, the familiar chime of the door’s lock sounded. Both Dr. Hutchison and I looked over to see Dr. Wright poke her head into my room.

“She’s awake,” she said. She was obviously referring to Roxy.

“Good,” he responded, before looking back at me. “Thank you, Sammy. If you wish, I can come back tomorrow or later in the week and we can continue talking.” He stood up, leaving the room with Dr. Wright.

For hours, I watched television, trying to take my mind off of Clarissa, but nothing worked. Not even the majesty that is Tom and Jerry could keep me from thinking about her. It was then that I decided - my goal in life was to escape, rush back to her, and live with her. I didn’t care if I was a girl, I didn’t care if I wouldn’t be able to have children with her without adoption, I’d prove it was me and convince her to live with me. I had now had a purpose, and I wasn’t going to give up.

I devised plans in my head all night; I had nothing better to do. Maybe I’d go on a killing spree to escape, disguise myself, beat the living hell out of everyone, or just wait until everyone was sleeping. I had thought of what felt like thousands of scenarios before I drifted off to sleep, unable to hold my eyes open any longer.

A little while later, I was woken up by the chime of my door. As the door opened, I rubbed my eyes to see who had entered my room. My vision was blurry from my recent slumber. “Sleeping on the couch?” I heard a beautiful voice ask me. “Aww, honey, did someone kick you out of bed tonight?”

Still sleepy, I drowsily looked up, blinking several times before seeing a certain woman. “…Roxy…?”

“In the flesh,” she said arrogantly. She was grinning, and had officially become one of the sexiest women I’d ever met with her new voice.

“Roxy, you sound wonderful!” I sat up, smiling up to her. She took that as an invitation to sit next to me. She couldn’t stop smiling, she looked genuinely happy.

“I do, don’t I?” She wrapped her arms around me, lying her head on my shoulder. She was giddy like a young girl before Christmas. “It’s about time they kept their promise. We could pass as sisters almost now.”

“Well, we’re both successful completions into women,” I said. “So it’s kinda like we are sisters.”

She laughed a moment, then looked up at me. “And… well, that’s a problem.”

I looked confused at her. “Problem? What’s wrong?”

“Weeeeellllllll…” she started, her eyes darting around a little. “The docs are keeping me in my own room now. I want to be with the other girls.”

“Well, you have a badge,” I reminded her. “Why not just return?”

“That’s the problem.” She didn’t make eye contact with me, shuffling her feet together on the floor. “We were kind of mad that they’d rather continue testing new people instead of finishing us, and I kinda started what the docs call a ‘rebellion group’ against you and anyone else that gets the full treatment…”

“Gee, thanks,” I said. “And that’s why you attacked me in my room the other night?”

“Kinda sorta. I wanted to see what ‘masterpiece’ they cranked out, and you turned out to be one. Maybe because I kissed you and touched you a bit, I’ve become a little more fond of you than the rest of them.”

“So what does any of this have to do with you going back to your room?” I asked.

“Um, hello? My voice completes my treatment. They start doing tests on me again tomorrow, and I’m no longer part of the renegade group. I don’t think they’ll treat me any differently, but… I kinda would like you to go along with me to help explain it all to them.”

I didn’t say anything at first. Roxy was strong and smart, so I didn’t see why she would need my help. But it occurred to me that she didn’t want to hurt any of them, and would likely need me to talk to them about her new voice in case they jump on her about it. After a little bit of silent debating in my head, I nodded. “Alright. I’ll help.”

She squealed in delight and met me with a passionate kiss that turned my face red. When she broke it, she grabbed my hand, tugging me off of the couch. “Alright, let’s go, kid!” She swiped her stolen badge and quickly led me down the hallway. She looked back at me, talking as we walked. “I probably won’t talk right away, because I’m not sure what to expect. But you should be fine as long as they don’t hold you down for Betty.”

“Betty?” I repeated.

“Yes, she’s the adorable pigtailed girl you might’ve seen the other night. She didn’t get the full treatment either, and being trapped around people that are primarily girls, she’s become one hell of a nympho.” She kept leading me down the hall, leaving me wondering why I left my room.

“How… pleasant…” I said, struggling to find the words.

“Here we are,” she said as we stopped in front of the door. “Now remember, just tell them about my voice. Assure them nothing has changed.”

“Roxy, why are you so scared?” I asked curiously.

“I’m not scared,” she said. “I just don’t want to blurt it out an hurt anyone’s feelings. And you seem sweet enough.”

“How come I feel like a scapegoat…?” I asked, but she had already swiped the card, opening the door. She nudged me forward, so I stepped into the room quietly. They were all awake, all looking towards the door.

“Who is that?” one girl asked.

“I don’t know,” another one said with a huskier voice. “Hey, who are you?”

Roxy came in behind me as I started talking. “Um, hi. I’m Sammy… I’m the girl I think most of you don’t really care for…”

“Yeah,” a familiar voice said. It was the girly voice from the other night. I remember Roxy calling her Judy. I could clearly see the burns on the entire length of her arms, and looking as though they crept up her neck as well. “This is the ‘perfect specimen’ they told you about.” They started booing at me, as if I was the bad guy on a show of professional wrestling.

“Wait, wait,” I pleaded to them, most of them dying down. “I know you don’t like me much, but Roxy actually asked me to come here.” They hushed, listening to me once I mentioned Roxy. “Earlier the scientists took her and ran an experiment on her. They were able to successfully change her voice to a woman’s voice.”

“Lies!” one of them shouted, throwing a pillow at me. “They won’t waste their time on us when they have ungrateful little bitches like you they can change from the start!”

“Yeah!” another shouted, throwing her pillow at me as well. “Get your lying goody-two-shoes ass out of here, whore!” They all started to get in an uproar, and I found myself dodging pillows.

“No, I’m not lying,” I protested, but they continued their pillowed assault. I looked back at Roxy, who was looking at the floor guiltily. ‘Come on, tell them, please,’ I thought. It wasn’t good enough.

“I bet you convinced them to do it,” Judy yelled. “You’re trying to break us up, but it’s not going to work!” Two of them jumped up and grabbed me by the arms, dragging me forward towards them. I tried to stop moving my feet, but that only let them drag me down to my knees. The girls started attacking me, holding me in place to ‘girl fight’ with me; they started slapping at me, pulling my hair, insulting me, and one of them even spit in my face. I tried to break out of their grip, but they only held on tighter.

“Stop!” Roxy shouted, causing everyone to freeze and turn to her. They were all stunned. “She’s right. They pulled me aside and put me through the operation. But I haven’t changed. I’m still your friend and will still stay with you.”

“No…” Judy said. “No… That can’t be. They turned you into one of them…” She walked up to Roxy, shaking her head. “You’re just like her, now… You’re going to start acting differently, and you’ll get to move on with your fully changed persona.”

“That’s not true,” Roxy said confidently. “I’m still just like you all, and I love you guys. Nothing has changed.”

“I don’t believe you,” Judy said. “Tie Roxy up.”

“What?! What are you talking about?” Roxy stood there, calling Judy’s bluff. It wasn’t wise, because two other girls ran over and tied her arms behind her back with some bed sheets, then tied her ankles together before tying her ankles to her wrists. “What are you doing?! Let me go!”

“Sorry, traitor,” one of the girls said. “I guess there’s only thirteen of us now, now that you’re one of ‘them.’” She stuffed a pillow case in Roxy’s mouth, tying it tightly around the back of her head. Meanwhile, another girl had ripped the front of my top open, exposing my bra.

“Hey, Monica,” the girl said. “Do you still have that exacto knife Roxy and Judy stole a while back from the lab?”

“Sure do,” another girl had called out. This ‘Monica’ walked over, kneeling in front of me, and cut off my top, my bra, and started slicing down the side of my shorts.

“Hey, stop! What’s wrong with you people?!” I tried to jerk my arms away, but it was hopeless. The girls had a death grip on me.

“Listen to her… ‘You people,’ she said,” Monica said as she stood back up, slapping my face hard enough to elicit a whine from my throat. “What arrogance. Should we unleash Betty on her?”

“Mmmph!!” Roxy tried to yell out through her gag, shaking her head. Judy sat down next to the hogtied woman, gripping her hair near the roots and jerking her head up so as to force Roxy to watch.

“Yeah, let’s do it. How does that sound, Betty?” one of the other girls called out.

The cute pigtailed girl I had seen the other night walked slowly up to me, her hips swinging as she walked up to me. “I like the sound of that,” Betty said.

“What are you going to do?” I asked, looking up at her. She seemed as sweet as ever, almost naïve, but I knew she was going to end up making me eat her out in front of all the other girls.

“I’ll let you guess,” she said sweet, as she unzipped her pants, tugging down her pants and panties and let her huge cock spring out of them and into my face.

Judy was giggling behind Betty, still forcing Roxy to watch. “Yeah, you’ll soon understand why we call her ‘Betty Big Dick.’”




(End Chapter 8. Chapter 9 is "Betty Big Dick" and I'll try to get it out sooner than I got this one out. Hope you enjoyed!)

I liked it, it was pretty interesting. Nice little twist at the end, My personal opinion? I don't like where it's going with Betty, but I'll still read it.

Can't wait to see the new chapter.

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Don't like it? It's one of the most amazing plot twists I have seen since "Luke, I am your father." This is thousands of times better than her getting it from the machines! Keep it up Gamer!

Haha. Yeah alright :P I suppose we'll see. I'm not trying to dog him just saying what I thought, still. I love it and I can't wait to see the new chapter :D.

Wait, there's no more?! MOAR!!! .... please?

His name is Chilton but he acts more like Paul Krendler can he have a Hannibal-esque comeuppance?

To the first please.

MOAR

Going strong. I'm less in favour of the disney flirting with West but the contrast is kind of growing on me. Like where it's heading, hot story.