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Evelyn heard a noise. She wasn't sure, but it sounded like someone else was in her house. It was a house she had lived in for more than fifty years. The house she originally moved in with her husband after the war. The house she raised three children in. The house she had long since lived in alone since the passing of her husband more than twelve years ago. Her children insisted she move out of her home and into a nursing home where they could take better care of her, but she was insistent that she didn't want to leave her home. Her health wasn't good, well actually it was good for her age, but she is eighty-seven- years-old and at that age, everyone has some ails. Evelyn opened her bedroom door a crack to see what was making the noise. She could see down the hall into the living room that there was a young man in her house. He was looking over her things trying to decide what was worth stealing. Evelyn pushed the emergency button that she wore around her neck to summon help. "This is Stacy from Emergency Alert, how can I help you, Mrs. Collins?" This message was blasted through speakers in every room of the house. It startled the intruder. He momentarily froze in his tracks and then bolted for the door. "There is someone in my house, help me!" "OK, we see him now on the closed camera. We'll freeze him." By this time, the intruder was at the door of the house and was about to turn the knob and get out of there. But even though he was at the door, he found himself frozen. He had his hand on the door handle. He wanted to turn the knob and get out of there, but he couldn't move a muscle. He was stuck. Fear gripped him. "I have him contained at the door. Do you want us to notify the police?" "No, since he is frozen, I'll be able to take it from here," said Evelyn. "OK, Mrs. Collins. Glad that we could be of service. Thank you for using Emergency Alert, if you need any further assistance simply press the button on your pendant." Evelyn slowly walked down the hall into the livingroom and then across the room to confront the intruder. There she saw him by the front door. He was struggling to move. You could see the tension in his face. But he couldn't move a muscle. He was like a fly in an invisible spider web, trapped, struggling, but hopelessly caught. Evelyn saw the intruder. He was young, no more than eighteen-years-old. Not too tall, about five foot eight inches tall with brown hair and an average build for a boy his age. "So you wanted my things?" Evelyn said. "I don't know why you want them. They aren't worth too much. Well, not a lot as compared with the things that really matter. Come over here, let me take a look at you." The intruder released the door handle and turned around and walked up to Evelyn. He stood before her. He was scared out of his wits. He would be trembling if he could move, but once again he was frozen. "What's your name young man?" Evelyn inquired. "Jason Thompson," Jason said in a somewhat forced and mechanical manner. "Well Jason, I do have lots of nice things here. There is the plasma TV on the wall. My daughter got it for me. There are also several painting which I hear are worth a lot of money, although when my husband and I bought them years ago weren't worth too much. I also have a lifetime of gold and silver jewelry which are now worth a small fortune. But I haven't worn them in ages, nor the silver flatware, which I don't use anymore. But these are just things and really aren't worth much. You have things that are much more valuable. So I won't give you my things, but I'll trade you for them." "Trade me?" Jason said incredulously. "First, let's trade identities. That way you can have all my things... There it's done." Jason didn't feel any different. "What is done?" "From now on, everyone will think you are me, my name is er was Evelyn Collins. Now it's your name and I am Jason Thompson." "You're nuts lady!" "There is a mirror over there you can go and look at yourself." Jason found he could move. His first instinct was to bolt again and try and get out of the house, but he found he could only walk to the offered mirror. When he looked into the mirror, the reflection he saw wasn't of himself, but of Evelyn. He looked down at his hands and arms and he didn't see anything different, but when he compared it with his reflection it was quite different. He moved his arms and hands up and down and the reflection in the mirror mimicked all of his movements. Except it was Evelyn's small and wrinkled hands and arms moving although the reflection did show Evelyn's reflection was wearing the same clothes as he wore when all this started. Jason was speechless. "There we go, now everyone will see that you are Evelyn and so you own all of Evelyn's things and I own yours. But that doesn't seem to be a fair trade since I have so much more than you. But I know what. Let's trade some things that really matter. First, I'll trade my osteoporosis for your strong bones." Jason watched in the mirror as his shoulders and his whole back began to slump. Evelyn on the other hand straightened up for the first time in twenty-five years. "Next, you can have my arthritis, that way you can use my walker which you received in our trade. I don't use it while walking around the house, but whenever I go outside it's a great comfort." Jason felt his joints start to ache and his fingers and toes became deformed in both his real life as well as his reflection. Evelyn started to wiggle her fingers for the first time without pain in many years. "As they say on that commercial... 'Can you hear me now?'" Evelyn said. Jason could still hear her but she sounded different. Her voice was more tinny than it was before as her hearing aids filled his ears. A moment later, his contacts were replaced with her glasses as their eye glass prescriptions swapped. Actually with her glasses he could see as well as he did before, but he couldn't wear contacts anymore anyway. With his arthritis he could never get them into his eyes anymore. Next his teeth were replaced with her full dentures. He could taste the glue that was holding them in his mouth. "Take off your clothes." Jason helplessly did as requested. He took off his T-shirt, jeans, briefs, shoes and socks. With his arthritis it took much longer than it had before. When he was completely naked, they exchanged weights. He blew up and forty pounds of flab was added to his frame. Evelyn quickly took off her clothes and put on his. It really didn't fit perfectly but no one would notice. "You can put on my clothes now." Evelyn handed Jason her clothes. Jason put them on. He started with the white full cut women's briefs. Despite the embarrassment of having to put on women's panties, he found them to be quite comfortable. Then he put on the 18-hour comfort strap bra. It was a front closure model, which was the only way with his arthritis that he could put on any bra. This was actually the most uncomfortable of all the clothes he would put on, but even though it didn't fit perfectly, it did support his new man boobs to some extent. Next he put on her floral house dress and the fuzzy house slippers. Jason would find out that all his new clothes were all designed for comfort and were all easy to put on. There weren't any buttons or zippers on any of his clothes. All his shoes were slip ons. All of his pants were pastel colors and none of them had any pockets or zippers. Actually, he now owned very few pants, most of his clothes were mostly formless dresses that could be easily slipped over his head and went down to just below his knees. While Jason was putting on his bra, Evelyn remarked. "I always wear a bra, even while sleeping." "People would think I was sick if I didn't have your youthful stamina" Jason felt exhaustion overtake him as the stresses of the day caught up with his weaken body. "Now, Jason, you cannot let anyone know you are not Evelyn Collins. You can't let anyone have the slightest hint you are not who they think you are. I have made it easier for you by giving you my ailments. People would notice if you stood up too straight or didn't need your hearing aid anymore. But you mustn't let anyone even suspect that you aren't Evelyn. If anyone does then I assure you will be put into a nursing home for the rest of your life, where they will try to help you. They will use both therapy and drugs to convince you that you are indeed Evelyn Collins. You will lose all freedom of not only movement but of thought. In the end, they will win and Jason will be gone from your mind. All that will be left is an empty shell whose name will be Evelyn. She'll live out the rest of her very regimented life under the strict schedule of the nursing home. Whose only concern will be to make her caretakers happy by doing everything they tell her to do. But now I must leave you. I must go home." Evelyn opened Jason's wallet and found out where she now lives. Before she left, she steps over to the mirror and looks at herself. In the mirror she sees the reflection of a handsome young man. She smiles to herself and then proceeds to the door. She opens it and leaves the home. Once Evelyn had left the house, Jason, now fully dressed in Evelyn's clothes walked over to the mirror to see what he looked like. It now took some effort to get over there since all his joints hurt and he couldn't stand up straight anymore. The reflection staring back at him was that of an elderly woman. It didn't matter that his clothes didn't fit in a womanly way nor that he didn't fill out his bra properly. The reflection showed the features of an elderly woman. It was at this moment that something occurred to him and he reflexively threw his hands to his crotch. The sudden jerk sent tendrils of pain through his knuckles but it was still there. He may look like an elderly woman to the world, but he still had his manhood. He smiled, which gave him his first look at his new dentures. Looking directly at his body, except for the swelling in his joints due to his arthritis and his hunched over appearance, he looked like himself. He could see the smoothness of his skin, well the smoothness of a teenage boy's skin anyway. He could see the usual sparse hair on his arms which were the beginnings of manhood. He had gained a great deal of weight, but it was mostly in his belly and chest like an obese teenaged boy, not the rounded hips and butt of a fat woman. All in all notwithstanding what the mirror was telling him he still had the body of a boy not of an elderly woman. Even though he could never see it, he assumed that in reality his face hadn't really changed from male to female either. It was at this moment that he realized he was exhausted. He saw a big comfortable chair in the room and moved toward it. He plopped into the chair and let sleep take him.The doorbell woke up Jason. He was momentarily disoriented, but then it all came back to him. Should he open the door he thought to himself. He decided not to. A few moments later the bell rang again. The next time it rang, he heard someone call, "Evelyn, it's Carol are you alright?" A moment later, there was another ring and a more insistent call. "Evelyn, can you hear me?" Then another call, "I'm using my key to come in." At this announcement, Jason decided to reply. "I'm coming, I'm coming." Trying to get out of the chair was going to be harder than he thought. He tried pushing himself up with his arms and hands, but a twinge of pain from his arthritis shot up his arm thwarting his attempt. He tried again more gingerly this time and with some effort got himself to his feet. He found he had to use the furniture for support to get to the door. By the time he was half way there, Carol had let herself into the house. "Did you forget that I was coming today?" asked Carol. "Ummm, well I guess I did," Jason lied. "We have a bunch of things to do today, but I see you're not dressed yet." "I was taking a nap." "Well you get dressed and I'll get everything ready." "I don't think I should go out today. I'm feeling... " "Nonsense, you always say that, you are going out and that's that." Carol was a neighbor who had put it onto herself to help the elderly woman who lived across the street. Many a time Evelyn would say she didn't want to go, but Carol knew if Evelyn didn't go out with her, she wouldn't go out at all. Going out was good for her. Jason, didn't know what to do. He wanted to be left alone. More had happened to him in the last few hours than anyone would ever know. Jason couldn't tell this Carol person that he wasn't really Evelyn. Jason knew without a doubt that Evelyn's threat was real. The pains throughout his body proved it to a certainty. Carol sounded sincere that she would take him out. For what reason, he didn't know. Finally, Jason made a decision to just play along. "OK, OK. Where are we going again?" "You silly goose, you know, we have to run your errands. Buy groceries and go to the laundry and anything else we need to pick up. It looks like you haven't eaten? Why don't you go and get dressed and I'll make you something before we go out." "OK, Thank you." was all that Jason could think to say. Jason ambled his way to Evelyn's bedroom steadying himself from one piece of furniture to the next. Once he got to the room, Jason realized he had to pee. So he continued through the bedroom to the attached bathroom. When he got there, he closed the door. He wasn't sure if Evelyn would have closed the door with only Carol in the house, but he did it anyway. In the bathroom he saw the toilet. Surrounding the toilet were handrails. Thinking about how hard it was to get out of the easy chair in the livingroom, Jason realized that those rails would be of assistance if he had to make a dump. But he only had to pee, so he wouldn't need it now. He reached his hands under his housedress and pulled down his panties. But because of his osteoporosis and arthritis he had to hold onto the rail to keep from falling. But he needed another hand to keep his housedress up and still another to point his penis into the right direction. He soon realized the only way to pee without making a mess was to sit down. So he turned his back to the toilet and sat down. He had to lift his butt to pull his housedress out of the way. And then he tucked his penis down under his legs and closed his thighs to keep it in place. Then he let his bladder empty. It occurred to him that he was peeing like a girl. He didn't want to pee like a girl, but in his state this was the only practical way to do it and he would have to do it like this for eve... well for as long as he was like this. Especially in regular public stalls that presumably don't have handrails like his had. After relieving himself, Jason went to find something to wear. He searched through the draws first. The first draw he found was Evelyn's lingerie draw. It was full of plain bras and panties. Even though it was a draw filled with women's underwear, Jason found nothing in it sexy at all. Jason saw no reason to change his underwear so he closed that draw and opened another. In there were women's shirts. He looked for a T-shirt to wear, but none of the shirts were of that type. There were only blouses and tops. Most were in pastel colors and assorted nature prints. Jason didn't notice, but all had at least a short sleeve and none had any buttons or other fasteners. Not finding a T-shirt, Jason picked one at random. Next he was looking for some pants. He was looking for some jeans, but Jason discovered Evelyn didn't own any of those either. All of Evelyn's pants had an elastic waist and were made of loose but springy materials. Not knowing which one to pick, Jason decided it would be best to pick one that was a similar color to the blouse he had selected. With the pants and top he had selected, Jason went over to the bed to put them on. Before sitting down, he lifted the housedress over his head. He did it gingerly to prevent his arthritis from flaring up again. Once it was off, he could see his body again. He noticed he was still wearing a bra, he was going to take it off when he remembered Evelyn making a point of saying she always wore one at all times. Deciding to keep his bra on, he sat on the bed and tried to get his pants on. This was proving to be much harder than he thought. He discovered that not only did his arms and legs have arthritis, but so did his back. Even though he was already stooped over he just couldn't manage to get his pants low enough to get them under his feet. After a couple minutes of trying Jason decided it must be easier to put on a dress. He went over to the closet to pick one out. He really didn't care, and like the top he picked out, he selected one at random. He slipped it over his head and it fell down to below his knees. He thought yet another thing he had to do like a girl. Not because he wanted to, but he had little choice. The final thing he needed to put on was shoes. By the closet was a shoe caddie. Was that what it was called? It was a cardboard box with slots filled with women's shoes. Whatever it was called that's where the shoes were. All the shoes were of a slip on variety with no back and little or no heel. Once again, he picked one at random and slipped his feet into them. It was at this time that Carol entered the room. "Wow you look great, but I think you need stockings with that dress." "I don't think I can reach to get them on," Jason said honestly. "I'll help you and I won't take no for an answer." Carol walked over to the proper draw as she had done many times before and fetched the stockings. Jason walked over to sit on the bed as directed by Carol, who took off the shoes, put on the stocking and then replaced the shoes again. "There you are all set to go out. I made you a sandwich and some coffee." Jason found a vegetable cream cheese on white bread sandwich with a cup of coffee waiting for him on the kitchen table. After taking his first bite and realizing that he had dentures not his real teeth he was grateful that the food was so soft. This was also the first cup of non- Starbucks type coffee he had ever had. It was more bitter than he thought coffee was. Carol had prepared it like Evelyn likes it which was with one sweet-n-low and a little milk. Jason didn't like it, but drank it all anyway. After he was finished, Carol hustled him out of the house. But before they left, Carol remarked that Evelyn should wear some makeup to greet the world. She told Jason to pucker his lips, which he did, he had decided that it was much easier and safer to just do as Carol said. Carol took some lipstick from her purse and coated Jason's lips. Then she put some blush on his cheeks. Satisfied Carol smiled at Jason and said let's go. Carol then picked up Evelyn's purse and handed it to Jason. Jason took a hold of it and followed Carol to the front door. Carol reminded him to take his walker. The walker did make walking much easier although Jason had to sling his purse over his shoulder to manage the walker. Soon they were in the car on the way to who knows where. Carol told Jason in the car that they were off to do her grocery shopping and to the laundry. When they got to the shopping center, Carol handed Jason a list of items he needed at the market. Carol had already sorted "Jason's" laundry while Jason was eating and had the items sorted into two bags. Jason found out later, that Carol had hand- washed Jason's panties and bras and that they were hanging in the bathroom to dry. Jason used his walker to head to the market while Carol took the laundry to the laundry mat. Once Jason entered the store, he put his walker and purse into a cart and then used the cart to steady himself as he walked around the market to get what was on his list. Looking over the list, Jason noticed all the items had two things in common. They were all soft to eat and bland to the taste. Jason would prefer something sweeter or tastier than what was listed, but he didn't dare deviate from the list. He went up one aisle and down the next looking for the items. If the list didn't specify a brand, he simply took the easiest one to reach. While shopping, Jason heard someone call out, "Evelyn." It took him a moment to realize that this woman was referring to him. The woman who was in her fifties greeted Jason with a hug and a peck on the cheek. Jason returned the gesture. Then the woman started talking. It started off with the woman asking how Evelyn was doing. Jason barely got out, "Fine." When the woman went on about the things that were going on in her life. She told Evelyn about her recent illness, then she went on about her children and people and gossips about other people. Jason couldn't get in a word edge wise even if he wanted to. Jason couldn't care less about these people he didn't know. But he feigned interest and made the cursory words of agreement, such as "uh huh," "I know." and "Right." Eventually the woman ran out of things to say and then hurried off. Jason never knew the name of the woman. Happy to be left alone, Jason went back to his shopping. Jason wasn't half way done with the shopping by the time Carol caught up with him. Carol tore the list in half keeping the longer part of the list. Carol told Jason to meet her at the check out line when Jason was done with his part of the list. Eventually all the items were selected and as stated, they met at the checkout line. When the items were totaled up, Jason looked into his purse for the money to pay. He was going to take out a bunch of big bills and collect the change, but he saw a boy Jason's age was impatiently waiting behind him. Jason smiled to himself and took his time getting the correct change from his change purse as he had seen many older women do. With his arthritis it took a while to get the change, but he purposefully counted it out slowly. This was the first time all day, Jason had a real smile on his face. It showed off his dentures, but he didn't care. After the market, they put the groceries in the car and went to the laundry to put the clean clothes into the dryer. Then Carol suggested that while they wait, they head over to the beauty pallor to get Jason's hair done. Carol had arranged this appointment while Jason was at the market. They weren't going to only style Jason's hair into a typical old lady perm, but they were also going to give Jason a manicure and pedicure. Carol got the idea when she put on Jason's stockings and had noticed he didn't have any nail polish on his toes. They filed his nails and they painted them a simple reddish color. When finished, they returned to the laundry. They folded Jason's clothes. Carol did most of the folding and they headed back to the house. Carol was in a rush since she had to be home before her children returned home from school so she put the groceries and laundry away for Jason. Jason thanked her for all her help but was just happy to get her out of there and be alone. Jason collapsed into the easy chair for the second time, but this time he didn't fall asleep. He decided to watch some TV. There was a remote near the chair and he used it to turn on the TV. The remote was made for a person with limited use of their fingers. On the top there were the two biggest buttons, the button to turn on the TV and the button marked 'favorites' which presumably were set for Evelyn's favorites. Jason tried the favorites' button and there were only eight channels selected. These channels mostly contained classic movie channels, cooking and craft shows and talk shows. So Jason tried to use the general channel changer to find something he liked. He found that Evelyn had selected a cable package that didn't contain most of the channels he liked. It didn't have any sports channels at all, it didn't have channels like spike or scifi. The best he could find was comedy central, but because he was searching through all the channels it took a while to circle around and return to that channel. After watching for about 20 minutes, the phone rang. This accidentally caused Jason to press the favorites' channel again which put something on the TV that he didn't like and he knew what a pain it would be to return to what he was watching. Jason picked up the phone. The person on the other line started talking. Jason had no clue who it was. It was some woman. Jason tried to fake his way through the conversation. He started with the truth when the woman asked him what he had done today. He told her that Carol had come over and they went to the market. He had only hoped that this person knew who Carol was, but he assumed anyone who called probably knew. Then the woman on the phone started to tell him about what was going on in her life and of her children. It was in the middle of this that Jason figured out that this was Evelyn's daughter. Jason didn't offer up much information. He just agreed with whatever the woman was talking about and said several noncommittal phrases throughout their conversation. Mostly Jason just tried to figure out how everyone related to everyone else in their conversation. Evelyn's daughter never noticed. Jason was starting to realize that young people don't really talk to the elderly as much as they talk at the elderly. They were on the phone for over an hour and Jason probably hadn't said more than fifty words in all that time. After the phone call, Jason went back to watching TV. It was faster to find what he wanted this time, but what he really wanted to watch was unavailable to him. At about 6:30, the doorbell rang again. This time, Jason called out who is it? It didn't matter. He would have to open the door regardless. As it turned out this time, it was one of the visiting nurses who Jason found out later came every day. They could only stay 20 minutes and didn't have time to chat which suited Jason just fine. But the first thing she did was to give Jason a shot. It was Evelyn's medication. He didn't know what was in that shot, but there was nothing he could do about it anyway. Then the nurse told Jason to go into the bathroom. It seems Evelyn needed help with her bath every day and a nurse came by to help her. To save time the nurse selected Jason's attire for the evening (nothing fancy: full cut panties, a bra and a housedress) and then helped Jason get out of what he was already wearing. Then she helped Jason into the tub and carefully washed him. She had put a shower cap over his newly permed hair to keep the perm from getting ruined. She rubbed all over his body and Jason actually got an erection. But the nurse couldn't see his penis and there was nothing he could do about it anyway so nothing became of it. The nurse dried him off after the bath and helped him get dressed. She removed Jason's dentures and put them into a cup with denture cleaning tablets in it. Then she went into the kitchen to make sure Evelyn had plenty of eat and left the house. The rest of the evening was uneventful. Jason made dinner the best he could. He had to retrieve his dentures to eat it though. Jason made a mental note to eat before the nurse got there in the future. He watched TV and then went to bed. Months passed and his life had become very routine. After a while he figured out the names and relationships of the people in his life. If Carol didn't come, Jason was trapped in his house. He couldn't go very far with his walker and where was there to go anyway. Twice a week a bus came and picked him up to take him to the senior center. This was the highlight of his week. The best, most exciting time of his life was playing BINGO for silly prizes he didn't need. There were also card games with the old women. At first he refused because he didn't know how to play. But he watched for a while and figured it out. One day he was sitting alone waiting for the noon BINGO game when he saw a familiar face. It was the real Evelyn. She looked both old but had a youthful appearance. She walked the strong confident steps of a young adult. Her grey hair was made up in a long wavy feminine hair style that ended a little below her shoulders. She wore several types of makeup on her wrinkled face. Jason didn't know what all of the makeup was called, but he could see foundation, blush, eye shadow, eyeliner and lipstick. He also noticed that her eyebrows had been plucked and an eyebrow pencil was used. She wore a nice floral print blouse with buttons and a matching skirt. On her legs were pantyhose and she wore an open toed pump with a two-inch heel. She also wore jewelry and other accessories to enhance her appearance. All in all she wore clothes that would be better suited for a woman in her 40s than one in her 80s. "Hello," she said, "what do you think of how I look?" "It's alright I guess." But before he could say anything else, Evelyn gave Jason a mirror. "Now look at me through this mirror." What Jason saw in the mirror was himself wearing very girly clothes. Well it was how his body should look. Jason knew that everyone saw him as Evelyn, but he had forgotten that everyone would see Evelyn as him. So that when Evelyn dressed like a woman, it would look like a boy who dressed in drag. Jason didn't like it. He thought that in some weird way that Evelyn was ruining Jason's reputation. "Why did you do that? I thought you were going to be me?" "No I was going to be me. It was the world who thought I was you. And even if the world thinks I'm a boy, I am not, I am a woman, I am still Evelyn Collins and I am going to act like it. Let me tell you a little bit about my life now. Well, if people are going to think of me as you I have raised my grades in high school. It looks like I am going to graduate in the spring and then I'm off to enroll in college." At this Jason did smile. He wanted to graduate high school, but it didn't look like he was going to when he was "himself." "Next, now that my fingers don't hurt, I have returned to sewing and knitting. If you like what I am wearing, thank you, I actually made it by hand. I am also a great cook and I have started cooking again. I have also started to take up ballet, I always wanted to when I was younger, but never got around to it." Evelyn went on about what she had done with Jason's life emphasizing the more feminine aspects of her life. Finally, Jason exclaimed, "Dad would kick my ass if I became a faggot!" "Well, at first he was a bit 'peeved' at my new lifestyle. But soon he forgot everything he ever knew about sex and how men and women are 'supposed' to act. It was wiped right out of his head and it was replaced with how he loves to play with Barbies. He knows everything about Barbies now, just like three little ten-year-old girls did who were playing in the yard next door. They don't seem to like to play with them anymore. But your dad he just loves it. He spends all his spare time in the den just playing with them. He dresses and undresses them and takes them on all sorts of pretend adventures. Actually, he knows how to dress the Barbies better than he knows how to dress himself. I have to tell him what to wear in the morning, if not he would dress himself up like he dresses his Barbies. I can't allow that because then he might lose his job and who'll pay for my college tuition." Oh yes, I told you I love to cook and so I have started to do all the cooking in the house. But Mom didn't like that and so I had to talk to her. Now she is much more obedient to my wishes. She does anything I say now and will do it for just a pat on the head. But the dog had become too willful. She refused to get off the furniture and just wanted to do her own thing like she owned the place. I had to take her to the humane society. I hope they found a home for a willful dog. If not they'll have to put her to sleep." Jason couldn't stand it any more and leaped at Evelyn. But his condition made moving slow. The next thing he knew, he was in a small room, strapped to a chair with an IV dripping into his arm. "I see you're with us now." Jason was struggling against his restraints. "Calm down, calm down. You are at the 'We Care Nursing Home.' I'm Dr. Krown and I'm here to help you. Answer all my questions truthfully and everything will be alright." Jason didn't know that there was a truth serum in the IV. Dr. Krown knew that sometimes his patients lied and this was the best way to get to the truth. "First question. What is your name?" "Jason Thompson," Jason said, stating his true first name since all this began. "How old are you?" "I am eighteen years old." "What is your gender?" "I am a man." Dr. Krown asked question after question and Jason answered truthfully to every single one. When Dr. Krown was finished, he stated, "OK, I can help you. Everything will be alright." And with that Dr. Krown stuck a syringe into the IV bag and Jason fell unconscious. Some time later, days, weeks, months, Jason didn't know, Jason woke up to find himself sitting in a comfortable chair in Dr. Krown's office. He was unbound and wearing the attire of a typical elderly female patient like the other patients in the nursing home. "Ok, I am going to ask you some questions and just tell me truthfully. These are very simple questions. So just relax." "What is your name?" "Evelyn Collins." "Good, and how old are you Evelyn?" "I'm eighty-seven-years-old." "Are you a man or a woman?" "I'm a woman." "Do you know where you are?" "I'm at the We Care Nursing Home." "How long have you been here?" "I live here." "No, how long have you lived here?" "All my life." "All your life?" "Yes, I was born here, I have always lived here." "That's right." Dr. Krown handed Jason a piece of paper. It was the weekly menu of foods served at the home. "Which of these foods do you like to eat?" "I love everything on this list." Jason didn't even know other foods existed anymore. "Good, what do you like to do in your free time." Jason recited from memory all the activities available on the daily schedule of the home." "How do you like it here?" "I love it here." was the immediate reply. Jason doesn't know anymore anything outside the walls of the home. As far as he knew, he has never spend one minute outside the front door. "When Stacy, your daughter, comes over to see you, what will you tell her about your time here?" "I will tell her I love it here, the people are so nice and I never want to leave." Jason was now a mindless shell who thought his name was truly Evelyn Collins. He did everything the staff told him to and nothing more. He played the games, ate the food, wore the clothes, went to sleep and woke up when told. He wore a permanent contented smile on his face. He had only one thought in his mind and that was to do whatever he could to make the staff of the home's work as easy as possible. End