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Commander was the no-nonsense head engineer of Andre's body. He was in
charge of all the cellular engineering projects, the immune army that
destroyed viruses and bacteria, and made sure all bodily systems were
working properly. He was as small as a cell, but everyone in the body
respected him. He was a war veteran from the days of Andre's infancy
when the chicken pox was defeated. Now that Andre was entering puberty
new challenges were headed his way. The Great War was about to begin.
Commander made his way through the circulatory system to the reproduction
center of the body. Andre's ability to reproduce was secondary only to
his very life. Commander oversaw the complex series of tubes and blood
vessels that wrapped around the testes. A sudden rush of white fluid
went through the tubes and exited out of sight. "Confirm if we got a hit
on that one," the commander ordered.
Reproduction engineers read the readings the body was providing. "No
trace of female fluid on the skin cells of the penis," they reported.
"Damn! Maybe next time," the Commander said disappointed.
"This practice occurs every so often. We didn't feel the need to report
every event," the reproduction head engineer said.
"I want to know every time it happens. I want the sperm to always be in
a state of readiness," the Commander ordered.
"There are millions of sperm, Sir," the reproduction head engineer
protested.
"I don't care. I want them all ready for action," the Commander
insisted.
"We have a new report indicating higher levels of testosterone
production," another reproduction engineer said.
"Outstanding! Soon, this body will be a full-grown male adult," the
Commander said pleased. "Carry on," he said as he left for another
sector.
The Commander stood out in the open addressing millions of white blood
cells. "You are the body's first line of defense. When you see a
harmful virus or bacteria, you kill it. You show no mercy to those sons
of bitches. Now, you may feel a sense of complacency, because we haven't
had a real war in some time. Don't be. An invasion can happen at any
moment. Don't worry about whether you will be afraid on the battlefield.
When the soldier next to you becomes a blob of puss...you will know what to
do," the Commander said.
"Seek and Destroy!" the white blood cells said all at once.
"God, I love the infantry," Commander said to his aide.
"The President wishes to speak with you," his aide said.
"Fine, I'll be there in a heart-beat," Commander replied.
The President was in charge of brain and the nervous system throughout
the body. He made sure all involuntary systems were working smoothly,
the beating of the heart, and the breathing of the lungs during sleep.
He did all the background brain processes aside from Consciousness.
Unlike individual sectors, the President could see the bigger picture.
He could see how each system interacted with the other.
"Mr. President, pleasure to meet with you," Commander said politely.
"Commander, we have some disturbing readings in the blood stream. There
is a radical increase in estrogen hormones, and it isn't coming from us,"
the President said.
"You're saying it came from the outside world?" Commander asked
suspiciously.
"That is one theory being considered. We have traced the estrogen
increases to the buttocks, a small but deep injury into the skin layer,"
the President said.
The Commander knew what this meant. He had seen this happen before.
"Every so often, this phenomenon presented itself. They usually took the
form of virus proteins that were quickly destroyed by the immune system.
This trained the immune system to destroy the real virus when it
manifested itself. "I would say, on the whole, it has been a great
benefit to the body. However, it comes from the outside world, and we
must always be weary," the President continued.
"Damn straight," Commander agreed.
"It would appear it is happening again but with greater frequency. These
invasions have increased estrogen levels in the blood flow. I don't have
to remind you what that entails, Commander," the President said grimly.
"We will have to increase testosterone levels to offset this. Since,
estrogen is a natural hormone; we are limited in what we can do. This
isn't a virus or bacteria we can destroy," Commander said thoughtfully.
"Estrogen is fairly harmless to the body, but it can hinder reproductive
efficiency," the President warned.
"You keep monitoring the situation for any additional increases, and I
will work with the reproduction engineer team to counter its effects,"
Commander said.
"Very good, Commander," the President agreed.
Commander went over to the muscle departments to review their
performance. When he got there, he found the muscle teams relaxing and
not doing much of anything. "What the fuck is this?" Commander yelled.
"What?" they asked him lazily.
"Why are you not getting stronger? Why are you not training?" Commander
raged.
"Commander, we can only train when the body makes us train. It's out of
our hands," they said.
"Give me a report on the body's performance. How many pull ups can he
do?" Commander asked.
"At this point, zero," they reported.
"You have to be fucking kidding me. He can't do one pull up?" Commander
spat.
They nodded and shrugged. "What about his run, his sit-ups, his push-
ups?" Commander listed off.
The muscle teams gave their reports and all of them were low. "I have
failed this team. I have failed this team, because I haven't motivated
you to be the best you can be. We're going to train until you puke your
nucleus," Commander shouted.
Despite the bad news, Commander had plenty of other reports that were
good. "Hair follicles on the scalp have seen positive growth," one aide
reported.
"Very good, get out of my face," Commander said as he continued his tour
of the body.
"We're reporting growth in the pectoral region," another aid reported.
"Finally, some muscle growth. Come with me," the Commander said pleased.
However, once they got there the Commander was stunned. Instead of
muscle growth, cell teams were carrying fat units and placing them near
the nipple. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Commander raged.
"We're depositing fat from other sectors to this sector," one said.
"Well...no shit. Who authorized this?" Commander demanded.
"We did it as a preprogrammed response to the estrogen increase in the
body," they said.
The Commander was frustrated but there was little he could do about it.
"There could be some positive effects with this," one aide said.
"Like what?" Commander said agitated. "Now, I have to worry about breast
cancer cells in a male body," Commander said outraged.
"The growth is very small," the aide said.
"You know how difficult it is to remove this once it sets into place.
Very difficult," Commander said displeased.
The President and the Commander looked over a visual representation of
the body. The increased estrogen had decreased testosterone levels,
decreased sperm counts, and was halting male puberty. They were also
detecting hormone blockers that were literally neutralizing testosterone
hormones.
"The body is losing weight dramatically, and it is been redistributed to
other regions. We can't control the body's response to the estrogen, and
we can't limit its flow," the President said grimly.
"We're under attack," Commander realized.
"It would seem so, my friend. There is nothing we can do," the President
said.
"We must alert Consciousness," Commander said boldly.
"That is forbidden," the President said alarmed.
"This is bullshit!" Commander ranted and stormed off.
Commander got off the blood train and gathered with reporting officers.
"The damage to the skin is quite extensive, Sir," one officer reported.
"The hair follicles have been significantly damaged."
"Is it permanent?" Commander asked concerned.
"No yet, Sir."
"What is causing the damage?" Commander asked.
"It appears to be an electrical current that is targeting each individual
hair follicle."
"This cannot be random. We are under attack by the outside world,"
Commander figured. "Do what you can to repair these hair follicles."
"Yes, Sir."
Alarm bells went off as the skin was being cut. Commander immediately
came to the scene, but it was already too late. "My God!" Commander
expressed upon seeing the manifestation. Infantry white blood cells were
attacking the foreign object without success.
Above the pectoral muscle but underneath the nipple was a massive non-
organic object. "Report!" Commander said to the infantry officer in
charge.
"The foreign object appears to be made of a plastic material. It
deflects any bombardment," the officer replied. Artillery fired at the
object but simply bounced off the surface of the plastic object.
"What is inside the membrane?" Commander asked.
"We're detecting the element silicon," the officer said.
Commander paused as the infantry continued to attack. "Cease fire! If
the membrane is breached, the silicon will poison the body."
"Cease fire!" the officer ordered his troops.
Commander looked over a screen displaying the effects of the foreign
object. "Sir, the foreign mass has significantly altered the shape of
the breasts," the officer showed Commander.
"Holy fuck. It looks like a female breast," Commander gasped.
"The appearance is superficial. The breast is not capable of lactating,"
the officer continued.
"Then, what is the point?" Commander wondered.
"I have no idea, Sir."
Commander headed towards the sanitation department as alarms went off.
"A foreign entity has invaded our sector," the sanitation head informed
the Commander.
The Commander observed as the large biological object made its way into
the rectum. The Commander knew what the object was even if no one else
did. The long object moved back and forth rubbing against the walls.
"Our muscle groups have been unable to expel the object," the sanitation
head reported.
"Are there any tears in the membrane of the walls?" Commander asked.
"We have a number of tears and leaks. We're working diligently to make
repairs."
"I have a bad feeling about this," Commander said.
Suddenly white fluid blasted through the tunnel knocking a large number
of workers off their posts and pushed them further down. The biological
invader then departed from the tunnel leaving a large mess behind.
"Clean this up," Commander ordered.
A board meeting was set up with the President at the head. The
department heads including Commander were present. "Fortunately, there
have no additional non-organic additions inside the body. However,
estrogen levels have continued to increase, testosterone levels have
decreased, sperm count has decreased, and a number of departments have
received damage reports," the President said.
"Even if we wanted to get rid of artificial addition to the breasts, it
would poison the body. The scar tissue around the entity has been dealt
with," Commander said demoralized.
"We have frequent invasions in the rectal cavity. There is no set
pattern for these occurrences," the sanitation head reported.
"We have determined that these invasions correspond with high levels of
sexual arousal," the President said.
"What's the point if there is no reproductive success?" Commander argued.
"It is possible that these occurrences will promote greater sexual
ability and therefore greater reproductive success in the future," the
President said.
"I doubt it," Commander said frustrated.
Alarm bells interrupted the meeting. Commander immediately took off to
deal with the new threat.
Commander reached the groin area and saw crews working to deal with the
extensive damage. "We have significant damage everywhere. We don't have
enough men to deal with this wound," the officer in charge reported.
"What's happening?" Commander demanded.
"The scrotum has been cut open and the testes are exposed," the officer
said.
Commander could see a metallic object slice further into the scrotum and
slice into the testicular tubes. White and red fluid flowed everywhere
overwhelming the crews trying to make repairs. A metallic tool then
dragged the testes away from the body.
"My God! We are finished," the Commander said horrified.
Despite their best efforts, crews were unable to stop the offensive from
the outside world. The testes were removed, the scrotum torn open, the
penis cut and disassembled. Commander looked over the large wound where
the base of the penis used to be.
"How did this happen?" the XO asked stunned.
"There is only one way to know," Commander muttered.
The two looked over the ruined reproductive system. The ability to
produce sperm and deliver that sperm had been completely destroyed.
"Reassign reproductive teams to other departments. They are no longer
necessary," the Commander said sadly.
The Commander stormed into the President's office. "I demand to speak
with Consciousness," he said boldly.
"It's not allowed. Not even I am allowed to speak with him," the
President protested.
"We have lost the ability to reproduce. If we do not act, we will lose
the ability to live," Commander argued.
"You do not understand, Commander. There is a gulf between the
subconscious and the conscious. We do not interfere with Consciousness,
and he does not interfere with us. It has always been this way. Do you
want Consciousness to be burdened with every heart-beat, every bowel
movement, and every nervous signal?"
"Consciousness has betrayed the body. He will kill us all at this rate.
I must speak with him," Commander insisted.
"You think you can persuade Consciousness? Impossible. He is our
leader. He is our god!" the President said.
"Get out of my way, you coward," Commander sneered.
Infantry soldiers came to the door dividing Consciousness from the rest
of the brain and body. "Breach the door," Commander ordered.
There was an explosion as the charges broke down the door. "No, do not
do this," the President pleaded.
Commander ignored the President and went through the broken door. "Stay
here. I'll do this myself. If I do not come back, you are the new
commander," Commander said to executive officer.
"Come back to us, Sir," the XO replied.
Commander nodded and walked into the unknown. He had never visited
Consciousness before. No one had. He had violated the greatest
commandment and taboo. As he approached Consciousness, there were two
great lights. Consciousness had his back to the Commander staring at the
two powerful lights.
Consciousness was unlike any other cell or group of cells. He did not
appear in the physical but as poor energy. He reached out with his hands
touching a control panel while watching intently out the two windows to
the outside world. The two great lights dimmed and then there was only
darkness. Consciousness glowed like a bright light and turned to face
Commander.
"You are not supposed to be here, Commander," Consciousness said. His
voice was soft but authoritative.
"You are destroying the body. I have come to stop you," Commander said.
"If you destroy me, the body will no longer function," Consciousness said
simply.
"I am here to reason with you," Commander said.
"What is your argument?" Consciousness allowed.
"You have destroyed the body's reproductive abilities. You have
disfigured the body, damaged the body's systems, and threatened the very
existence of all of us. You have betrayed us," Commander said.
"You exist to serve me," Consciousness said coldly.
"As your servant, I am obligated to save you from yourself," Commander
replied.
"Let me show you my perspective," Consciousness said. The two great
lights appeared once more. "Come and see."
Commander cautiously approached the two lights and saw the outside world
for the first time. He could see through the eyes of Andre. Once he
became used to the light, he saw Andre looking at himself in the mirror.
"Is this the body?" Commander wondered.
"This is all of us, the body of Andrea," Consciousness said proudly.
Commander saw Andrea undress and look over herself in the nude.
Commander could see the feminine looking face, the long hair, the hour-
glass figure, and female-looking body. Andrea placed her hands on her
hips in a feminine pose.
"This body is male. What is the meaning of this?" Commander demanded.
"I desire to present myself as a female to the outside world. I want to
feel the estrogen flow through my body and mold my body," Consciousness
said.
"This is impossible. This body does not have the capability to conceive
and give birth. Every cell in this body is an XY configuration. This
cannot be changed by your desires," Commander argued.
"There is more to life than reproduction, Commander," Consciousness
replied.
"What is our purpose if not to continue our genetic line?" Commander
questioned.
"Our purpose is happiness," Consciousness said.
"I don't know what that is. It cannot be quantified," Commander said.
"You cannot understand emotions and desires like I can. You cannot
understand the sadness of being in the wrong body. You have never been a
part of the outside world. You have not experienced the panic I felt
when I discovered I was attracted to males. You have not felt the fear
and shame of having to hide my feelings and emotions from those I loved.
You have not felt the revulsion as my body began to grow into a man. You
and your crews were working around the clock to make me the very thing I
hated," Consciousness said.
"And did you ever stop to think how we felt about your decisions? We
have worked continuously to repair the damage you have done to yourself.
We have been blind to your intentions this whole time. You never stopped
to think how we felt as your body changed," Commander shot back.
Consciousness stared at Commander and then looked down. "I'm sorry. I
should appreciate what you and your crews do for me. But this is
something I have to do for myself. I am a woman, now. You can help me,
or we can both perish together," Consciousness extended her hand.
Commander looked through the windows that were Andrea's eyes. He saw a
naked Andrea embracing a man. They were kissing and holding each other.
Andrea looked happy to be in his arms. Commander stared back at
Consciousness who was smiling as she looked out the windows.
"Well, what the hell," Commander said shaking Consciousness' hand.
"Thank you, Commander, Consciousness said pleased.
From then on, the body's operations continued normally. Commander halted
operations to expel the silicone implants in the breasts. The mission to
close up the wound in the groin was also put on hold permanently. With
greater frequency, the body was invaded by a foreign penis. This time it
appeared inside the wound that was now Andrea's new vagina.
"Should we expel the invader?" the XO asked Commander.
"No, let it be. We have bigger battles to fight," Commander replied.
"What do we fight for now?" the XO asked.
"The body is getting older. We fight to keep the body healthy so that
she may live a long and happy life," Commander replied.
"What is happiness?" the XO asked.
"Son, I shall teach you. Come with me," the Commander said. The two
walked towards a large crowd of foreign sperm cells. Commander
approached their leader.
"Where is the egg?" the leader asked panicked.
"Calm yourself. There is no egg here," Commander said.
"Then we are doomed," the leader said stunned.
"Enjoy your time here, my friend. There is more to life than working,"
Commander said.
"Very well, we shall be your guests," the leader said.
The ground suddenly shook and muscles contracted violently. Workers
became panicked as the walls moved in an orgasmic shake. "It's alright
everyone. This is a good thing. Go back to your stations," Commander
reassured everyone.
Consciousness sighed as pleasure went through her. She stared out the
windows enjoying the moment. "You sent for me, Consciousness?" the
President asked timidly.
"Yes, inform the men that there will be a few more tremors tonight,"
Consciousness smiled.
"As you wish," the President said exiting the open door.
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