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The following document is a rough draft of a novel that has been copyrighted. Its contents are meant to be freely distrubuted and are not for publication on any pay site. I want this to remain Free to anyone unless they wish to have paper publishing rites and then only by permission of the author, Leslie Josette Gill. To anyone who reads this work, it is in progress. Much research is needed in several areas. I wrote what seemed to be correct from what I know about Television and some of the subject matter. The point of view for this story was originally from Al/Leslie's. I have changed it to the point of view of the doctor's in the first part of the book and Leslie's in the second.. If you spot a mis-step. flag it and I will fix it. (the story is so large it is broken into 2 parts, this is part 1 of 2) Drug Induced Genetic Mutation. DIGEM A Medical Si-fi novel. By Leslie Josette Gill Chapter 1 Mary What the hell was I doing looking for things that were not in my specialty. I am a plastic surgeon and Medical doctor. I make my money fixing nature's mistakes and accidents. I had an older brother who years ago died of cancer. It was a slow and painful death. I was in the last year of my medical degree and had settled on a specialty. Plastic surgery. After all, I was becoming a doctor to help people. Then my brother died. So I dabbled in the cancer lines of study as a sideline. I truly believed my brother did not have to die that way. I didn't have much time as, surgery is a crewel taskmaster. Life as an intern is hell. Everyone reads books about poor interns. I finally got out of internship and went into my plastic surgery practice fixing nature's accidents and Man's. Then, I was able to slip into the cancer studies in my spare time. I read every journal available on the subject. I was constantly watching case studies and anything related. I even wanted to do some work on my own. I had this crazy idea that hormonal studies in cancer research had been neglected. I built a lab using my new source of income. After all, I was a plastic surgeon. I could afford toys. But my toys were Lab instruments and electron microscopes and other electronic gadgets. Piece by piece, My lab would do anything I wanted to do. I justified the space and equipment costs to the tax man as my way of doing my own tissue studies of things removed from my patients. (You had to do some tests on anything you remove to make sure nothing was wrong.) And it was a beautiful tax write off.... After all, I needed it. I didn't want to wait for another lab or the hospital lab's techs to get to my sample. Occasionally, yes, I would have to send something out. I even would let medical students have access to the lab (as long as they were careful with my toys.). I would occasionally get a patient that was unusual to say the least. One such patient was a recent transsexual who had a nasty tumor removed from her neck. (This was now legally a female). She also needed a bit of minor plastic surgery to soften the jaw line and since I was there, why not. She could not afford the surgery, but I did it anyway. Never say I ever discriminated against anyone. I just felt like doing the job. There was something about this person that drew me to her. The tumor was removed and the area was repaired. This was a good opportunity to look at an unusual case. She is a performer and did not need blemishes where they could be seen. It appeared that at one time this tumor had been a cancer. I wanted to really investigate this case. It took a little work and a lot of explanations, but I got the case history and discovered an unusual link. I was going to New Orleans. To be more exact, the French Quarter, the adult Disneyland. I walked into the club, in the middle of a performance and couldn't see any flaws in the female form on stage. This place was where Female impersonators and transsexuals shared the stage. It was the first time I had been in what you would call a "gay" place. One minute with the barkeep and a message was being sent back to the dressing rooms. I sat and watched the show. Mary had just gone on stage and I watched her act. Then the house bouncer came over and asked me to come backstage. I had no ideal what to expect. What looked like real women were walking around back stage in various stages of dress, or undress. Mary was sitting in the middle of a large room with a couple of other girls getting ready for stage. "Well did you like my show?" was the greeting. "Well its the first one I've ever seen." "I don't fully understand what is going on Doc. The surgery you did on me was wonderful. Its almost healed. The suddenness of your phone call has me a bit concerned. So what is the deal?" "I need to talk in a more private place." "I don't know what's going on, but I trust you, so lets wait till I can get off work. I have a place we can talk. But it will take a few minutes. I due back on stage in 15 minutes." "O.K. I'll go sit back in the audience and when your ready, collect me and we'll go somewhere. I have plenty of time." From the audience, I found the whole experience amazing. Act after act, one individual could change her/his appearance radically, with no effort at all. It was one thing to do surgery on a face and reshape it, but it was another to make form where there was something else. We went off to a local bar and grill and found a quiet spot in the back where they could talk. "O.K. Doc, what do you want to know?" asked Mary. "Mary, after I did your jawline and facelift, I went back and checked the remaining tissue samples. At one time, you had a serious tumor. I found the existence of a chemical which was not on the list of prescribed drugs you have been taking. I had access to your records since I did surgery on you. It looks like something you've been taking, has stopped a very serious cancer and I would like to know what it is." "Doc, I ain't in any trouble, am I?" "No, you won't believe this, but, I think this stuff stopped your cancer before you even knew you had any. I just want to know what it is because, I want some of the stuff." "Doc, the stuff I've been taking is a cheep hormone I get off the street. Some drug pusher makes it for the local queens. He did something to the drug and if I don't take it once a day, I get sick. "You mean this stuff is addictive, right." "Right. Before I could afford any kind of medical care, I got my hormones on the street. Some of the pushers and druggies would help us with what we needed without going to a doctor. Made things a bit easier. The stuff I got, turned out to Jones me and I got trapped into staying on the stuff. I've tried to get regular hormones, but I can't quit this stuff. They got me." "Well, maybe I can do something about that. But I still have to know what it is." "The people who I buy from found out it was sometimes addictive, but only to a few. They find out who and just soak us. To the queens, Its just cheep hormones. I was the only one I know who became addicted. It helps grow breasts and hips and really advances the feminization process. Some transsexuals and cross dressers don't want to evolve a doctor to take hormones. So they borrow from someone who has them legally or they find them black market ." "I can't prove it right now but, I think that drug is keeping you alive. I need to get a sample of that stuff." "I can't buy for you cause they know me and my dosage. They will ask questions I cannot answer unless I am bring in a new girl. And they won't even talk to you without a intro." "What's that supposed to mean?" "You want some of that stuff, you got to look like you need it." "Me?, in Drag?...." "Yep, only way. If I buy extra, they will know something is up. Only way. These people administer the drugs right on site and they watch you close. I think they both have some medical training because they know how to do things." "Oh boy!" I just sat there and shook my head. Even if I came back empty handed, at least I would get a chance to see New Orleans. The trip would not be completely wasted..... Mary started to look me over real hard. "I know I can make you look like a seasoned queen in about 3 days." "Aint no way!." "Why Doc? With your skills as a surgeon, I think you can handle the makeup quite well. You're a small person and that will help a bunch. And besides, no one will ever know that you did this." "But I'm not a queen. They will be able to tell that in about 5 seconds. Me and my fat mouth will give me away. Especially after the first question I ask." "Look, don't worry about all that. We go through allot of research before we make the leap to hormones. Most of us are darned smart and, most of us are pretty disparate. You don't take this leap unless you know what your doing. Just put yourself in my hands. I can get every thing we need locally and make you look like you've been doing this for at least a year. How much money did you bring with you?" "Now wait a minute. I'm not one of those wealthy fat cat doctors. I pour everything into a research lab and the cash is a bit short." "Do you have some credit cards with you?" "Yes, but I don't have access to megabucks. " "To impress these people, you have to look like you have been in this a while. The girls pinch pennies and save for the stuff they get. Its gona take some money to make up for that time". "Hey, Wait a minute, this is happening too fast. All I can get is 2 or 3 thousand." "Yep, that much. You don't want to walk in that place unless you look like you've been doing this a couple of years. I also have to teach you the language. Can you stay a week?" "Mary, I don't think that I can justify that much expense and the time. I will have to get someone to take my calls. I have patients this week. I can only be away a couple of days. And I am not rich and can only do part time research. So this is complicated. Are you sure I can get enough supply to experiment with?" "How much do you think you need?" "Enough to work with. Probably 50 doses." "That's a lot. Be careful. These are not nice people; and if you mess up, they may kill you. Your story has to be right and You gota look the part good." "Are you sure that there isn't any other way?" "Doc, I know these people. I've been on this drug more that a year. I'm one of their first customers. These two people are absolutely paranoid of any one except their people and the queens. They know their people and the street has eyes. There have been a few cops who have tried to get close to them. But they knew they were not what they appeared to be." "Mary, I'm gona feel like a fool fumbling around on High heels. I have never done anything like this. I'm not gay and they will see that. What's to say that these people make me out to be a fool and kill both me and you?" "You don't have to act gay. I hate it when people throw that at me. Most of the men you see on the street in dresses have never been with another man. No, I won't let that happen and besides, you did me a favor by taking my case and fixing my face. But, You need some education as to who and what most of us are. So I am going to take very good care of you. If you can't pull it off, I'll stop you and we will get an out of town friend to do this. You want this stuff fast, don't you?" "Well, yes." "OK, time to make a couple of phone calls. I think you should call a friend and see if you can temporary borrow 5,000 just in case." "Don't plan anything until I find out if I can afford this shit. I think its a small price to pay to get a shot at a cancer cure, but I got to get some extra help." "A cancer cure? You didn't tell me that this was possibly a cure." "Well, I don't know that yet, but its a possibility." "I will have to call a few friends and bring them into this. This is big. It changes the odds and unfortunately for you, Its the only way. I can trust these people, besides, they don't have to know who you really are. We will get started as soon as we have some working capital. I can have extra help tonight." Mary got on the phone and within an hour, most of the arrangements were made. It seems that there is an underground support system for people like Mary who needed some understanding and general help. Mary briefly explained what she needed in supplies and help and that was it. "Where you staying?" "I have a room down at the Days." "OUCH, I hope we can move around down there. Those folks usually know who we are. Doc, I've been known to trick now and then for money. They may think your a "John" I've picked up. But we may need the room. We'll try it any way." She told the people on the phone where to meet them and away they went. Getting into the hotel went uneventful. The hotel security person looked up and took notice of Allen and his companion and said nothing. So they went strait to the room and all was well. I was terrified. I still cannot believe I am doing this. Me, "another Queen on Bourbon street". This was all happening way too fast. My head was spinning with all the usual questions. Did I really want to do this. Only consolation was that it would be a good story to tell someday. Mary came in with a roll of foam padding. "What's that for?" "Your hips and but." She took some measurements and starting to cut and shape this foam rubber. When she finished, It looked like the tail section of an airplane. She also cut 2 smaller pads and shaped them. "OK, this is complicated but it will look great. Here is a pair of support hose. "You want me to do this in front of you? I am a bit shy." "What, You shy. You see people all the time, bare. Time to get used to being that way yourself, and besides, We've only just begun. If your embarrassed now, just wait." The smile she had on her face was to let me know I was in trouble again. "Now to business. I've cut the crotch out and you will see why later". I had to stand nude with the hose halfway around my knees. The pads were placed at the knee and pulled up over the foam. Then the smaller pads inside them to give the hips a rounded look. With the crotch cut out, I could go to the bathroom and not have to pull down the foam. "This is amazing." "Here is a waist belt. It will pull your stomach in. Later on, we will get your measurements and make a corset. This will do for now." It was one of those athletic elastic things... "Corset? oh no!" "Next we will need a bra, and a roll of duct tape. On the bra, I think a long-line would be better. We will have to go get that. But I did bring a gaff." "What on earth is that?" "It pulls all that male equipment under and between your legs. It will make you look female. Some people call this thing a gender bender." It took a few minuets, but after adjusting it, The thing did the trick. But it took a minute to get used to it. "Oh, one more thing, If you don't wish to be in pain, push your gonads into the pockets above the crotch. If you sit down and they are in the wrong place, you're gonna cry. The gaff will keep the nuts in place and after you get used to it, it will be comfortable. I got you to put all this stuff on now so you can get used to wearing it. Its got be comfortable. If its not, it will show in your actions. Now put your pants back on. I think you will notice a little difference in fit." And you know, she was right. There was no room for a wallet in the pants and he could just put his keys in his pocket. "O well, I better get a suit coat. By the way, why do you need a roll of Duct tape?" "Oh just an old drag trick. You will see. And Just wait till I get you to the shoe store." "Oh no, What are you going to do to me now?" "BE patient, and you will see. You are in good hands." And I was in good hands. It was hard for me to accept going into a shoe store dressed as a man and trying on women's shoes. But no one even looked funny at us. Mary's advice was to not offer any information and they wouldn't ask any questions. Let them think what they want. And it was amazing how helpful the shoe people were. Then I figured it out. This was were all the "girls" went to buy shoes. I relaxed, until I saw 3 and 4 inch heels. "I'm gonna break my ankle." "No you won't. And if you are wondering why the shoes here cost 65.00 a pair, its because they are made for a mans foot. You will be comfortable when you get used to the heels." One of the things that I noticed, was that I was walking differently. The padding and everything let him swing my hips back and forth as I walked. "Did you do this when you first started, Mary?" "Yes and there are a few other tricks. You'll see them soon enough. We have to find you a good bra." "Oh god, not again." On Canal street in New Orleans, there is a store called Krass. It has a lot of exotic clothing and accessories. Its the best place to buy a bra for a man. The black lady who waited on them was nice and friendly. And didn't ask too many questions. They bought a nice black corset and two long-lines. Mary had guessed a 36 C and hit perfect. While I was there, I got into the spirit of the day and bought some other trinkets. A garter belt and hose, what looked like a girdle with garters, black lace of course, and tights of different colors and some panties. "If I'm going to do this, I'm going to have fun." And Mary , was thinking, black lace to boot. "OK, Mary, what am I going to put into those bra cups?" I wished I hadn't asked. "350.00 for glue on breasts?!!!!!" "Yes and you will like them. They are impossible to tell from real to the uneducated and if you wish, you can go bra-less. After all, you got to look the part...." "Bra-less? No thanks, not yet. If I am going to do this, then, I am going to have some fun with this. Give me the D's. "You sure Doc?" "Why not. No one expects a big-titted drag queen. Why the hell not?" "OK, but your back is gonna know it." "Now it was time to buy a dress. Something Low cut. If you are going to be one of the girls, you will have to dress like the rest of us on the street." "Not like a hooker I hope. And how do I get the cleavage to wear that?" "Almost. Remember the duct tape? It will form cleavage and you are going to look fabulous. Get used to it. Its the Quarter, so normal people expect to see us out and its our way. On the way to whore, but not gutter trash. Lets say more that a hundred a night." "Oh God." Mary noticed that the Allen gravitated to black lace. "That's OK Doc, but you will need some day stuff too." So Mary found some stirrup pants and some lose tops. They went into one store and came out with 6 outfits to mix and match. And a couple of really good night dresses. "Most of the girls only have one or two good outfits and more than one color. You don't want to look like you have too much money. You will get robed." Makeup was easy. I knew exactly what to buy and what colors. The store was about to close and the clerk seemed happy to sell anything this day, even to a man. It was slow. "Doc, it looks like the skill you practice at work will prove useful." "Yes, I know. I have to help women hide their scars after surgery and know quite a bit about this kind of makeup. I even offer some kinds of this stuff in my office for people who need it." "OK, but there is one trick which you don't know about yet." They went by a theatrical supply store and bought a container of liquid latex. "What is that for?" "In case we need to smooth skin on your face. And its a good glue too. I hope your not allergic to ammonia." And last, they went to the wig store. "Allen, from experience, you will want big hair that can be pinned to your real hair. You don't want it to come off your head easily. When I'm through, you will look very real and make a lot of queens in the quarter jealous." They bought the same hair color as his real hair, light brown. This wig cost 120.00. They also bought a long blond wig and a long black wig. The brown one was mid back length and curly. They took all this stuff back to the hotel. The door man didn't know what to think about all the packages. I, Dr. Allen Gurber had spent almost 1000.00 in one night. And I was going to look like it. "OK, tonight is going to be your first time out in public and your best bet is to throw caution to the wind." "Well, what ever you say." "My friends should be here very soon. I told them we were going shopping. And I can trust these two. They are part of the sisterhood and they can keep a secret. Plus, they are very good on stage and can show you a bunch of good hints and tricks." The padding and gaff Allen was wearing was just now starting to get comfortable. "Doc, a bra sets the mood your going for. A practical long-line keeps your shape right, And makes you look real. Helps with the pot gut." Mary pulled out the roll of duct tape. "Take your hands and pull as much skin forward around your breasts. This is going to hurt, but it will look good." Mary took a piece of tape and attached it under Allen's armpits and pulled all the skin to the middle. The she had Allen pull as much skin from the other side to the middle. Then the Duct tape was pulled to the armpit of the other arm. The duct tape was pulling all the lose skin to the middle and suddenly, Allen had "cleavage". Then she showed Allen how to wear the breast forms and bra properly. "You will have to get used to a little weight on your back because of these. They will feel great for a few hours, but they will start getting heavy and your back will hurt until you get used to them. The duct tape will pull off a layer of skin but, you will forget all about it when you get whistled at." The forms and the duct tape was working together to form what looked like a very nice set of breasts. The clothing went on very well. Just before the makeup was to start, the two friends arrived. Mary introduced what appeared to be two very sexy young ladies. They were both still men. "This is Heather and Jane." "Well, Mary , it looks like you two have been busy already. Girl, you got them tits working." Heather started talking first. "So What kind of work do you do?" I started to go into my specialties and what I was doing here. But thought that I needed to keep it simple. "I am here to get hormones for my research program. And I don't want anyone to know I am here." "I hope you don't mind going into some rough places. After all we must show off the new sister in town." "Now, Queen 101. We need to teach you to walk properly. The shift and sway we call the strut. Lets see you walk around. Remember to walk like you got a corncob stuck up your ass. That will make you move properly." "You got to be kidding." "Just try it." "Mary, you did a great job on the pads. He already is starting to walk great." "Where are the heels?" Jane asked. Jane's voice wasn't as feminine as the way she looked. I guess that's why she always was so quiet. But she was right, time to get into some heels. "Oh girl, I wish I had a pair of them." "If your going to wear heels a lot, the 3 and 1/2 inch heels are a good place to start. Try these on." Allen had bought them earlier and only wore them in the store briefly. "Slow and easy. You need to stay in these all night. You will be hurting in the morning, but after a couple of nights walking around, you will want to wear them all the time. Just ask us..."(OY Vey, nice Pun) The makeup lesson had begun. I had been lucky. No Adam's apple showed, and I had fair skin. But the beard was going to be trouble. I had shaved an hour earlier and very closely. Mary had some skin lotion to soften the skin up a little. But everything was dry now. "Now we use the latex rubber." Mary took a small brush and lightly applied a very thin coat of this white liquid and told I to just sit there while the compound dried. "Now I know what you mean about ammonia." But in about 20 minutes, the rubber had dried. "Now, we use a stage makeup on the area we just covered." (They had matched his skin color at the stage shop and had the right stuff.) It was amazing to see what was a rough area of his face look very smooth. "Be very still Allen. We have to shape those eyebrows." "OUCH.... I will never look at another pair of tweezers in the same way ever again." Over all make up was now applied. The eye makeup was next and this was always the most fun part. " I always liked the long shaped look. Up swept." "OK, and since we are going basic black, the eyes will be the same." A pair of long fake eyelashes also came out. It took a minute, but I got them glued on properly. I was thinking that this was an awful lot of trouble. I hoped it was worth it. "Hey girls, stay away from Doc's new stash." The girls were digging in the bags...... "By the way Doc, what is your name going to be?" " Alice." "Just like Alice in wonderland." Jane spoke up. "I don't think she's in Kansas any more, Heather.. (HE HE HE)" "Where is the brown curly thing at?" The wig went on and it was done. I looked at a female version of myself for the first time in the mirror. Allen was still there. But with long black eyelashes, up-swept Dramatic eyes with black eyeliner and a dark shadow. I wouldn't have know me If I didn't know me. "You look like a fox, Alice." "I hope I can pull this off", looking in the mirror." "O, I forgot lipstick. Where is that red? This will really put the icing on the cake. Girls, we are going to have to keep our eyes on this one tonight. That black mini is going to stir up the tourists. Oh, and by the way, don't get too into that image in the mirror. If you turn yourself on, you will be in some real pain. There is no room in that gaff for a hard-on........." "Alice, I hope you are thick skinned." There I stood in the mirror. My heart was pounding and the glow was showing. "I think we need long nails to." Out came a box of fake fingernails. 20 minuets later, I had half inch long deep red nails. They weren't coming off either. Mary had used super glue. "Well your going to be like this for at least a week. Might as well do it right. When you get ready to take them off, just soak your fingers in polish remover and they will come right off." We all went out. Alice was a big hit right off. Everyone still wanted to know who the new girl was and told them how great she looked. It was like on the job training. They showed me how to do this and that all night. They even dragged me in to the ladies room. It took a little work to remove the necessary garments, but the preplanning worked. "Alice, you are going to have to get used to all of this stuff for a while. Then, by the end of the week , I think you will pass their test. You don't have to be perfect, but just look like you've been doing this a while." They stayed out to 3:30 that morning. But the only problem they had was the Hotel security person. The guard had seen Mary and the girls before and knew who they were. "Your not tricking in my hotel are you?" The guard said. "I need to see ID. now!" Well, there goes my reputation , Allen thought . The guard looked at Alice and then at Dr. Allen Gerber's ID. and said, "Look, If you say these folk are your friends, then its OK. But no funny business. And by the way dear, you look great. I would have never guessed it was you in the picture on that drivers license. We are a very discreet hotel. I just want to know who is coming and going around here." When they got to the hotel suite, I gave a very loud sigh. "That was close, but still it was a good lesson." "Yes", said Mary. "And you passed well . Very well in fact. You had that security person fooled. If he hadn't noticed me, you would not have been stopped." I was pleased with myself and now "this woman" in the mirror. The girls were going to stay over and enjoy his room service. It was the least I could do for them. And maybe in a week, I could have the mysterious drug that might cure cancer. I looked into the mirror and realized that I liked this way too much.....This was trouble, but I didn't care. I was having too much fun. Until I took the tape off. Then I bled all over the bathroom towels. No more low cut dresses! The next few days were full of lessons. "Alice" went to several of Mary's shows. After all Mary was still paying for the hospital bill and had to eat. So she had to strut her stuff on stage. Alice watched the crowd and the people. My mind was very active. The key was observation. And I was a very good observer. So "Alice" would pick up body language very quickly. I was so engrossed with the observation of others that I didn't notice the men who were checking me out. I was not ready when one approached me. "Hey honey, you with anyone tonight?" "Uh, Uha , yes I am and she's on stage right now." The man uttered a few profanities referring to lesbians and left her alone. Then every man in the place seemed to turn around and look at the dike. Mary had warned me about this and had given me a few good lines of advice for this. The biggest thing Mary had told me was not to worry about being " read". No one would read me. I looked that good. And who would know who I was? The lessons continued every waking hour. How to walk. How to speak, and conduct myself. Heather and Jane seemed to stick together. When Mary was not able to teach me , they took over the duties. And they were very good at teaching. "After all, being female is a state of mind", Jane said. "Attitude is everything. If you learn anything else, get the attitude that you OWN your space and be comfortable with yourself. When you can do that, no one will read you. If you can fool the public and the local's in the quarter, you got it." The big day had arrived. Mary would have to go with me. After all, this was a "Queen" drug. Mary was the only link. But, the problem was the risk that Mary was taking if I got "read". So the final shake down started with a voice and inflection lesson. Mary asked the questions that these people would ask. She got brutal and graphic. I was ready. I answered every question just like I needed to. The place was a shabby house in the quarter. It was run down and dirty. Mary had suggested that Alice keep the "dress" casual. "After all, they are going to probably make you strip to check you out. They are very suspicious of everyone. I think one of them is a druggist or something. He makes the drug and sells it to the queens." The door opened and a casually dressed man and woman appeared in the door way. "Can we help you?" Mary uttered some kind of Cajun phrase and they said come in. Alice didn't expect what came next. "So this is the queer who wants to be a woman. You aren't one of those undercover cops are you?" "No, I'm not." "Let me see that purse. Why don't you get your fairy ass in the next room and let me see your goods." So Mary just watched as the couple disrobed Alice and verbally abused her. They never got physical but I was expecting some kind of physical abuse. It never happened. " So bitch, you want our drug. You're gonna get tits if you take this. How you gonna pay us? We don't take credit." I was ready for this. "I got some money and I want to make a deal. I live out of state and I know some people who would like this drug. I can pay you and have this for my self too." The couple walked out of the room for a minute. When they came back, they said, " It will cost you 2,000.00. And to keep the deal, you got to move that much every month. Or we cut you off. You'll be back on your fagot knees begging for it. Put your clothes back on and get those heels in here. I'll give you what you want. If you squeal, Mary here and the others will get cut off. There will be a bunch of unhappy faggots in a hurry. So don't screw with us." Mary had been smart and had suggested that she hold the money. "They may stick a gun in your face and take your money." I was in. The drugs came in a freezer bag. The pill was a generic gel cap filled with a pink powder. "OK, Bitch, pay up." Mary came out with the cash. "I guess no reciept huh?" "REAL funny." The woman dug in the bag and pulled out a pill. "Here, go ahead and take one now, and after a few days, you will start to feel real girlish, he he he." I gulped and took the pill. I knew it wouldn't have any affect on the first dose. But then, out came a syringe and a bottle of liquid. "What is that?" "Shut up faggot and let me give you what you paid for. This is a booster to get you started. You got to have one of these a month to get your tits quick." I knew that nothing would really happen on the first dose. This shot might cause a bit of discomfort, but no lasting effects. Only after the 3rd or 4th month, would this be a problem. "OK, but I don't like needles." The shot was a bit painful as it was an oily compound, but I just took it. "Hey, don't mark the goods! Be careful." Once this was over, then, I went back outside. A freezer bag full of pills were brought outside. There were some last minute instructions and we were done. I was ready to go. They were outside and on their way back to the hotel. "I was really worried for a few minutes. Yea, I was too. But that's OK, I got the drug, and I have enough to start experimenting. Mary, I have had my eyes opened this week and I appreciate your help and advice and experience. I will make this count." "You know Doc, you will still have to come back every once and a while. You got to get your supplies. And I think they may want to see how you are "developing". "By then, I will have the drug compound figured out and won't need the creeps. I may even be able to help you and the girls out with a new supply of this stuff. And in a few years, legally. I just wish I knew they were going to shoot me up with that oil based estrogen. That damn shot hurt." "I used to go through that every month." They all went out that night. I had had the time of his life this week and I figured out that one more time wouldn't hurt. We tore up the quarter and even a mall or two. They just had a good time all around. But by the end of that night, I had to get ready to go. All the things they had bought to get me set up was packed up and loaded in a taxi. Mary, Heather and Jane all wished him luck and hoped he would be able to find "the cure." I was on my way back to Arkansas with a bunch of new experiences and some great feelings. But, also some very new secrets. We will see what happens, I thought. Chapter 2 I was just getting off the airplane, when I thought, I hope no one looks through my luggage. Little rock, Arkansas was a big little town. Everyone knew everyone. The baggage clerk made a comment about all the things he had bought in New Orleans. "Yes, I did have a good time down there. I do plan to go back." No one even questioned the quantity of his luggage so I went home. Home, at last. Home was a 5 bedroom house in the suburbs of Little Rock. I lived alone in the big house. After all, a doctor was supposed to have a nice house and financial security. But I had spent his money and a lot of free time putting together some very nice lab equipment. The other doctors in town couldn't understand why a plastic man would spend that kind of money on good lab equipment. The doctors office I occupied was a big white house 3 blocks from the hospital. I had so much space that the entire top floor of the house was unused. The rumors about this lab abounded. Every one wanted to ask me what was going on. I would always say "I just do a little research on the side". Dr. Jeckle and Mr. Hyde jokes followed me. But I had better things to do. That was just the way I was. I would not start anything and not finish it. I had several spare bed rooms in my home, so when I got home, I put "Alice" in it and locked the door. I did have guests over every once and a while. Everyone wanted to know the Mysterious bachelor in town. I had made a national reputation for doing miracles with facial reconstruction. I would accept cases that no one else would touch. And I was paid well for my work. I could afford my hobby and live comfortable. Monday , was a busy day schedule. Plus all the people I had delayed the week before. So everything had to wait for work. The office staff I employed were retired RNs and local people. They were the backbone of his business. Without Margaret and Claire, nothing would get done or be on time. The office was full of referrals. I could only take so many people. My patients mostly used insurance. Very few could pay the bill by themselves. The Ladies in the front office kept the money coming in from the insurance companies. Most doctors lived on insurance companies. This doctor worked with patients and maximized their coverage. The ladies up front knew to stay out of the section of the office/House that was the research lab. It was only the back side of the house. The doctors office took up the front part of this very large house by most standards. Margaret and Claire knew what I did in the private lab and kept the information private. The problem was that other doctors in the area were constantly offering the ladies little gifts and such to get any kind of information about that lab and what I did. They also wanted access to the lab for work related case work. I would only say that the lab was mine and I picked who worked in My lab. I knew that I was going to have trouble when the cancer and genetic research started. Finally, after two days, I could sit down and start checking out this drug. The first task was to identify this concoction. The first couple of drugs were easy. They were commonly prescribed drugs in the US. Then there were chemicals which I couldn't identify. My equipment would not easily come up with the answer. So I had to send the drug out of town. I had a couple of places I could trust. I would have to wait for the answer. The lab I would use had a waiting list. But they were the Best. In the mean time, I needed to buy another piece of equipment. I didn't like sending work out. While I had to wait for the drug analysis, I knew I had to set up an experiment station. It would have to be monkeys. I knew also that was a problem. The animal rights folks were very radical and this would have to be done very carefully. I started to call a few zoos I knew. My first choice was sick animals. Cancer. I would also have to hire a part-time person to care for the chimps. On the second call, I found a pair of chimps who were sick and were dying. The zoo was very happy to give the animals to me because the care of these animals was costly. They were on the way. Then I did something I will always be glad I did. I called the local veterinary clinic and set up a care program with the doctor there. I liked the vet. Her name was Caroline Rodgers and she was the kind of person I could really get interested in. She was also one of the most committed vets I had ever met. I believed no one would question her judgments. I also knew if I didn't do this, and word did get out, I would catch a lot of grief. After all, if this worked, The animals would recover very quickly. And if every thing worked out, The supply of animals would start to perpetuate itself. I had high expectations. The back room of the house was set up as the monkey room. It would have to be large enough to handle 6 monkeys. This also included the food and water and large enough cages to make these animals comfortable. I even had a plan to sell the feces from the animal to a local Florist. I had to be practical. Caroline also suggested a teenager to feed and care for the animals on a regular basis. I was working on a good setup. One week later, the drug analysis came back. I was totally astounded. There was nothing in the mix that was illegal in the US but there were some strange stuff in it. Mostly exotic Herb's and 4 common hormones. I would have a lot to play with. Caroline came by that day to look over the monkey room. I had to explain the purpose of my research and make Caroline understand the privacy I needed from her. "I do not need to have animal rights people poking around here too much. And I know that if there is a problem with any of the animals, I can call you and get your help." Caroline was well educated and took one look at the research lab and just whistled. "Tell you what, Doc. I'll trade you. If you will do some blood work for me, I'll trade you for my services. This has to be the finest private lab in the county." "Now, you have to keep all of this very quiet. My research will be controversial. OK?" And that was the end of that problem. Everything was coming together quite well. The zoo was scheduled to come with the first pair of chimps Friday. I had to make sure that there would be a minimum of eyes around, but I couldn't act like this was a big secret deal. So Margaret and Claire were instructed to rescheduled all morning appointment for after noon. The truck came with the animals. It was the saddest thing I had ever seen. The handlers looked at Me and the room and said that they hoped I could save their lives. Both chimps were loved by the zoo staff and they would keep up with their progress. A big burly guy who came with the chimps made a sort of threat. He said if he heard of any kind of abuse or mistreatment, he would not let the me forget it. Well I had expected that and immediately called the vet. While they were still there, Caroline came by. "This is the local D.V.M. from town, Dr. Caroline Rodgers. I can assure you that all is going to be very good for these animals. She has a regular visit program set up. No funny business here!" This seemed to satisfy the zoo crew and they left. Caroline looked at the monkeys and just shook her head. "So you think this magic stuff will return these chimps back to health, huh?" "Yes and I have seen it work on humans by accident." Allen thought to himself, Well its time. I guess I have to tell someone. She is the best person I can think of. So after the men left from the zoo, I told her of the trip to New Orleans and about the drug and the case that started all this. I did leave out a few parts. Like Alice. But maybe later I would tell her all. This was enough for now. Caroline was very skeptical of all of this and wanted to see some proof. "Well, you are going to see strange things happen very quickly if this is going the way I think it will." All was ready. Caroline watched as Allen took blood from each chimp and started the lab work. Both chimps were suffering from bone cancer or Leukemia. Each only had a few months to live. Any other zoo would have put down the animals. But the love for them by the zoo stall was noticeable. I was now evaluating the mix. I knew that the males reacted to the opposite sex hormone. So I guessed that the female would do the same way with the male hormone. The analysis of the Herb's was quite disturbing. They were the source for some very powerful drugs and I had figured out what the drugs involved were. So instead of using the Herb's, I used the drugs that were derived from them. Getting the dosages right would be tough. One of the drugs was known to be slightly dangerous. It caused some kinds of genetic mutations. It was very similar to a steroid that changed the x- x chromosome and the x-y chromosome around. This drug acted with the hormones and the cancer cells somehow and killed the cancer and started a hormonal and chromosomal change. I also figured out that was why the drugs were addictive. If there was any kind of reaction with cancer, the drug was necessary to keep the health of the individual good. Never mind if the queens in the Quarter were using the drugs to feminize themselves. No cancer, no addiction. Each of the animals health had been evaluated and the first dose of the drug was administered. No reaction the first day. Of course, I would keep up the blood work. Now I had to go back to my patient load. After all, I had other commitments. And I had to pay for all of this. For the next couple of days, I continued a daily dose of the drug and watched the blood work on each of the two chimps. The mix was different on each. The male got the estrogen base and the female got the testosterone base. Both seemed to be doing well. Although both were jittery. I couldn't tell if they were getting used to their surroundings or if something with the drug was causing the nervousness. The average case load with my normal patients continued. On the fifth day, I called Caroline. Something was definitely up with both chimps. The blood work was changing for the better. I was right! The formula worked. The health of both had started to improve. Now I just had to see what the affects of the drug would be. Caroline was duly impressed. "What did you do? Caroline asked. I explained some of the details of the drug and how I thought it worked. "Hey Doc, I have a dog who has a cancer in my care. Would you consider using him as a test animal?" I thought about it and said "OK, But not yet. The formula I'm using would have to be adjusted for each species of animal and the present formula is set up for chimps. The expressed purpose of this is for human use. That is why I haven't done anything for other animals. Its a good idea. How bad is the animal? " "Its a young dog and I figure he has one or two months." "OK, I will look at the formula and see what I can do." The arrangement with Caroline seemed OK but a little one sided. Of course, I was doing all of this because if I had to go to the FDA, I would need as much documentation as I could get. I would need a full year of positive results to even talk to them about human experimentation. And I liked Caroline Rodgers. That helped a lot. It had been a month. Caroline had done her regular checkup and had left the Doc a note. I need to see you immediately! Please come by as soon as possible. "Doc, I didn't believe you at first. Those animals are changing sex in front of our eyes. There is no sign of any cancer in either of them. The other thing is that the male is starting to get very jittery and I think its the feminization. And the female is doing the same." "Yes, I know and this was something I wasn't sure about. The important thing is that they are better. Remember, I told you about this. The illegal form of this drug is on the street. It does a very good job of feminization on the queens down in New Orleans. But it also causes addiction. So I expect the chimps are addicted also." I had to figure out what to do about those people in New Orleans. I was due back down there to buy more of the magic drug. I could now synthesize the drug and make as much of it as I wished. So I called Mary. "Mary, I don't need to leave right now. Do you think they will cut your supply off if I don't show up? " Most probably Doc." "OK then, you call it. I can send you the new stuff with a prescription letter or I can come down there and do Alice again. "You mean you can get me a legal script for the stuff? "No, what I am going to do is very illegal and if I get caught doing this, I will have trouble. There is nothing in this drug that isn't available by prescription. Its just the combination. But, I'm going to send you 2 months supply and if you need more, let me know. The active ingredient is much stronger but you should not notice really no difference with this drug. I figure I can trust you to keep all this hush hush. After all, I do owe you." I had also expected Caroline to call the zoo and report the progress of the experiment. So I wasn't surprised when one of the zoo people showed up. It was the same guy who had made the veiled threat. "I was around and wanted to see my old friends." "Sure, you can." The Man from the zoo just stared and shook his head. He stayed around for an hour or two and just left. Didn't even say a word. I fully expected word to get out about what I was doing and I was ready. Caroline's information about the care of the animals would get me out of a lot of hot water. I didn't want the animal rights activist tearing my lab apart because they thought I was being cruel to these animals. Things were happening pretty fast now. The chimps had absolutely no sign of cancer. The changes were happening very rapidly. 4 months of the drug had both animals completely healed and in perfect health. But they were changing sex. They were taking on the physical attributes of the opposite sex. Blood work showed no cancer and, hormone levels had shifted from one to another. Gender roles would be an unknown factor. But it wasn't going to happen without some turmoil. It was obvious that both were having a lot of nervousness and confusion. It was now time to test the addiction factor. I stopped the drug on the female first. After 3 days, the white cell count was very high and the animal was in high distress. Caroline started to voice concern. "I don't know what you did but you had better fix it fast. She is dying." At that point, I restarted the drug. A week later, everything was back to normal. So it was now very clear that this was a perminate situation. The drug, once started, could not be removed. Caroline was now starting to ask some very tough questions. "If you had to deal with drug dealers, what did you do, just go in and ask for a large quantity of the stuff for research?" "UH, no I didn't. I had to have some help. Remember, I told you about the patient that started all this. She got me in and got me connected." "I don't think you've told me all the story Allen." "Well lets just say there is some more to it, but its not important right now." "OK, but you'll come clean sooner or later won't you? You spent a week down there. I wish I knew what all went on". She was kidding me and I knew it. So I just smiled and said "Yes It did get sticky for a few minuets. But I did it." Mary was doing quite will on the new mix also. In fact, she had started changing even more than before her surgery. "Doc, this stuff is incredible. The changes in me are tremendous." "Now Mary, You know that you cannot be going around and telling everyone about this." "Doc, I cannot help it. The Queens down here know something is up. They want to know what I'm taking. They know I've gotten away from those damn cutthroats and they want to also." "Mary, I don't even have FDA approval for this stuff yet. It may take years to get approval for this use of the drug or even longer. We gotta play this by ear, OK?" "Well, OK. But If those asshole drug thugs come around and ask some questions, I'm in deep shit." This was truly a problem for Me. I couldn't let this get too far. So only Mary would get the stuff. "Mary, if a drug is in use already on humans, It is easier to get FDA approval. But if the use of the drug changes, It has to be retested. Also if the drug is combined with other drugs, it has to be completely retested. Now if after a reasonable period, the animal research results are so conclusive, they will grant limited human clinical trials. In the case of humans, They would want to test on terminal patients. If the patients are so bad that they have 3 months to live, they will wave all the blind and double blind testing. They have to have very conclusive results before they will allow general human population use. The researchers could also use patients who were not terminal as long as they understood the risks involved." "OK Doc I understand. I will keep my mouth shut. But you got to help us girls. I need a lot of the new stuff. After all, if I understand this right, you need non cancer people to take this drug for the research." "I will, but its too soon and I don't have permission for human testing. If either of us get caught, I can lose my license. Then we are both in deep shit." "OK, Doc, I will be careful. Send me some of the stuff for circulation." "OK." "Thanks." I had also made a decision about Alice. She would not appear again until things calmed down quite a bit. There was no need to tell anyone, especially Caroline. But I found myself wearing the garters and stockings. Occasionally, I would put the bra on under my regular cloths. I didn't ever think about it. I just did it. The word processor in my office was full of scientific data on the chimps and the drug. All the combinations and what worked. I was working late one night and the sudden thought about all this data gave me the idea to "back up" all the data. When I was finished with everything, I took a new box of disks and after 20 disks, stored the entire file starting with Mary and ending with that day. Things would be getting squirly and I needed proof if the originals were lost or taken. I just looked at the stuff. I was getting paranoid. There were some sleazy people in this equation. I boxed up the disks and sent them to Mary in New Orleans. I figured she could get a safety deposit box down there and lock them away. This would cover me in an emergency. I would also send her a new disk every time there was an update. This would protect the data. At six months, the word was getting around about the chimps and the zoo's all over the country were calling and making inquires about the treatment and what it would take to get on the program. So I accepted 4 more chimps and started the process again. Caroline looked at the animals and shook her head. "These are sick little guys." "Yes I know and once we do their blood work, we can start them on the treatment." At this point, Caroline turned and looked at me and shook her head. "Have you given much thought about where this is going? I mean If your goal is human use, the ramifications are startling and you need to slow down." "Caroline, we are not talking about sex here. We are talking about life. If this is successful, Cancer will be cured with a cheep little mix of hormones." "Allen, Do you realize what a hornets nest you are going to stir up in the scientific community?" "Look, I'm not worried about that side affect right now. What I want is to learn as much about this as I can before someone takes it from me. And I really don't mind that. If the FDA wants to send someone down here and look around, then fine. But I think we are on to something here and I want to pursue it. Caroline, I realize that this drug will change the sex of the patient. But let me ask you. If you were going to die in a month, would you take it?" "Yes, I'm afraid I would and I would have to live a whole new life. I'm not a spring chicken any more. I kinda like being what I am." "OK, we have a good point here. Before I pick the first human patient, we are going to enlist the help of a consultant. And we are not taking anyone but terminal patients." "Allen, the world will be turned on its ear." Allen thought about New Orleans and just smiled. "Yes I have a good idea what to expect." The four new chimps would have to have new combinations of the drug. I would have to give the male hormones to the male chimps and the female to the female chimps. I picked the healthiest of the two to do this and the normal mix to the last two. Now the real tests began. I had filed the paper work with the FDA. The research data was all positive. The psychological aspect even negative as it was minor compared to the health improvement. Again I would have to wait. I took mental note of what was required for FDA approval for a new drug. A drug that is already on the market for one use can be used for a different use if first, it is tested in its new configuration on animals. Then clinical trials are started with blind and double blind studies. The problem with all this is that most of his cases who would qualify for this are already terminal with 2 or 3 months to live. So the blind studies would be omitted where the patient would die before the effects of a placebo could be noted. This would be a problem. Then who would be the first patient? I had to figure out the best of the possible situations. It would be a man. He would have to be gay, and he would have to be terminal with cancer of some kind. I would have to be from a place I knew and could control the number of applicants. At this point, I made another decision. The choice would be made in New Orleans and Alice would have to go down there to do it. I knew that the people down there would connect me with the right person. I could also move around as Alice when I could not. The surprise came the following week. Seems I didn't have to wait long. I had been in surgery all morning. After I had gotten out, I was told to call his office. "Hello, Margaret, what's going on? "Well Doc, This guy from Washington is here in the office and wants to see you. I've told him where you were and he's just sit here and waited. " I'll be there as soon as I can." I could only think of one thing, FDA. "Hello, Dr. Gurber. I'm Dr. Carter. The FDA has sent me down here to look at your research and to evaluate the data first hand." "Well, first, isn't it a little bit unusual for the government to send a representative to the researcher first?" "Yes, it is. But looking at the data you sent in, a few of us are very intrigued with your results." "Fine, can I get a little something to eat first?" "Sure, I'm hungry to, but I have a tight schedule and I would like to review your findings before I leave." I thought to myself, definitely a political type. Can't leave him in here by himself. "Dr. Carter, Your timing is to say the least, impeccable. But I think I can help you. I have to review a case this afternoon and then I'm through." "OK." All the usual questions about how he had gotten involved in this kind of thing came up. I had figured out that this was the front man. He was here to check me out and see the chimps. Also to review the research data in the computer. No problem with that. But this Carter fellow started to talk about letting someone else continue this research who had the time to devote to it. Yep, I knew it. "Dr. Carter, I am not going to let this research go. If someone else wants to do a cross check on my results, then fine. But I'm not going to stop my project. Human experimentation is the next logical progression. I am positive that its safe and it works. I will not give control of it to anyone." "You might not get the FDA's approval" I sat and thought. "Then the project stops right there and the formula for the drug disappears. I know the game and I'm not going to play around. If you people want to play games, you will have to play games with someone else. If I have to, I can move to Mexico." "Dr. Gurber, I'm not trying to take your research or threaten you. I just know that someone who has the time to devote to this research could do much better with it." "Yea, sure, and I'm a purple people eater. Dr. Carter, this is going to go by the book. I have submitted the first set of findings and I'm going to wait for my approval." "Doctor, you have to understand something. The medical community has been looking for the cure to cancer for years on end. Millions of dollars have been spent on this and it has become an industry in of itself. The politics behind this are incredible. You don't just come up with a cure without knowing the game. Too many people are out there looking. You have the bullet?. I think not. There are doctors who have spent their lives doing this. Then you, a plastic surgeon comes up with it? They are going to squash you like a bug. Do yourself a favor and give your results to someone qualified to do it. Someone who has the time to really do a good job with this." "You mean that if I have something that really works, you can delay it so it can be made profitable and let the other researchers switch their focus so they will not lose out on the government gravy train......... " A very long silence then, "Dr. Gurber, There is no need to be ugly. We can come to some kind of accommodation. Please, try to work with us. We don't want to stop you from your research. We just think that you need some help. That's all." "I will let you know." I was thinking, yea sure........ Boy I had done it now. That politician was going to nix his research. But somehow, he felt I had done the right thing. What if someone wanted to know how sincere I was about this. The part about being a part-time researcher was true. But I had started this. I would finish it. Why in the hell had a plastic surgeon taken to an interest in cancer research? This was a question that everyone was asking but no one really knew but me. I wanted to be a Doctor. My family had sent me to school and wanted me to do something to make money. They expected that if they sent their son to medical school, that I would be rich and famous soon after. I was remembering the oath I took before becoming a doctor. My brother's cancer was also on my mind. I know he didn't have to die like that. Plus, I had a challenge. I had so many reasons to continue, I was just forced to. So, I was keeping up with anything and everything I could about the subject. The real test of my convection was when I decided to spend over one million of my own money for equipment that only labs needed. I wanted it and didn't want to share what I was doing unless I had to. The Carter fellow had left. I would have to just wait again for word. From previous experience, I knew it could go any way possible. I would just continue and let it fall where it would. I called Mary to tell her what was going on. "Doc, This stuff is fantastic. It feels like I was born this way now." "Mary, chances are your body had mutated and you are on your way to being real." "Doc, you can't keep the lid on this stuff." "Well, I have to Mary. Its the rules. If I bring it out now, It will never be out. They will outlaw the stuff. Mary, what would you say if I picked up and moved to Mexico?" "What?" "Well if the FDA wants to play games, then that would be the next choice." "What about your practice there in Little Rock?" "I don't know. Its just a thought. Any way, keep in touch and I'll let you know what goes on." One week later. The letter came. LIMITED HUMAN EXPERIMENTATION. "Oh my God, they did it." What timing. It had been over one year since the beginning. I had a full case load and couldn't just pick up and go. So it was time to start the search but it would have to wait a few days. Mary had been looking for someone and word was on the street. It would have to just keep until the weekend. Claire had been told to open Monday and I would be back at practice Tuesday. So I went back to the house and packed the things I would need for the trip to New Orleans. Alice would have to go. After all, I didn't need everyone knowing my business. Chapter 3 "What am I going to do?" I was thinking on the Airplane to New Orleans. "I have to be very careful. After all, If word gets out about Mary's results, I'm in trouble." Mary knew that I was coming. She had book