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Dear Reader, please be informed that English is not my first language and I apologies if my poor grammar offends you. I started to learn English late in life and did it on my own. One of the main reason to learn English was to read Fictionmania :) After visiting it for many years I would like to give something back and contribute if not by good language skills than by ideas. Feel free to use my ideas and rewrite the story as long as you mentioning me and profit is not involved :) ******************************* It is not easy to be a foreign student. Especially when your family is poor and there is nobody who can support you with money. Getting myself enlisted, getting a loan to pay tuition, getting study permit - every step was a great achievement on it's own! Getting myself from a middle of nowhere to study in the states is really something. But I was way too ambitious and failed to plan properly. And now I'm facing reality. I'm burned out. I'm wasted. Few months of sleep deprivation, working day and night and trying to study. I had expected that my English skills will greatly improve, but I'm so drained I have problems to concentrate enough to write a small paper. I have to drop one of my jobs to be able to study. But then I wouldn't be able to pay % for the very expensive loan I arranged back home and my relatives will be in trouble. I'm sitting in my room in a flat I share with Swedish guy Alf. He is a great guy. He is studding AI. He is very good in coding and I understand that he made a small fortune by investing in Bitcoin in a right time. We are good friends with Alf. He is easy going guy, although maybe a little shy. He is especially shy with girls. Being financially independent and working out regularly he can get any girl he likes, but he still considered himself a nerd and was becoming nervous every time a good looking girl was getting close to him. But last few days he started to date Lena or rather Lena decided to date him. I hate Lena from a very first time I meet her. She has a great body with big breasts and very nice looking ass. You should see that ass when she is walking! She smiled nicely, but you can see evil in her eyes. She is 5 years older than Alf and I'm sure that it is his money she is after. I tried to warn Alf that Lena is trouble, asked him to think where she got all this strange tattoos and what exactly she is doing for leaving. But he just said that I'm jealous. I don't have any girlfriend at the moment. I need new clothes and haircut is long overdue. And my laptop is producing strange sounds. I hope it is not going to die because I just can't afford a new one. Right now it is showing a page of medical start-up inviting volunteers for testing a new anti allergy treatment. This guys are offering very good money. 250 a week and additional 3000 at the end of 3 mounts testing. That would help me a lot! I can quit one of my part-time jobs. But even so, I still reluctant to try this option. My mother taught me to avoid doctors as much as possible. There are plenty of strong herbs you can find for any problems you may have. Feeling nervous or difficult to sleep? Try valerian root. Bleeding? Plantain is very easy to find. And so on. Nature already has everything you may need. Selling myself as a guinea pig to a medical research seems like a very wrong thing to do. Exactly at this moment my train of thoughts are interrupted by sneeze attack. I developed allergy provoked by tons of very cheap instant coffee I consume to keep me awake and I don't know any herbs that can help. And my laptop is creating strange sound again as trying to say "yes, looser, I'm dying and you have no money to replace me!" I call the number and after answering a few questions got myself listed for next day volunteers meeting. *** Next day come and I found myself standing in front of a gray looking building. There is no company name on the building, but it is just next door to a medical research institute run by a big pharmaceutical company. So obviously researches that can be too risky for company reputation is 'outsourced' to some medical 'startup'. It is not a good sign, but I'm telling myself that I simply has no choice. The meeting room is big and I found about 30 people already siting there. Apparently I wasn't the only one with financial problems. I realized I'm late. Tall bald man in a white coat looked at me with disapproval, touched his glasses and continued to speak. "I will repeat that failing to show up for treatment or even being late will automatically cancel your payment." "Our procedures involves taking regular blood samples, injections, lying still for a few hours in a very limited space. If you are afraid of needles or have claustrophobia I recommend you to leave right now." "It is well known fact that people who was born and raised in a natural conditions are not affected by allergy and tend to be stronger and much more healthier. And by natural I mean dirty." "Of course, it was to the great advantage of the human race that we discovered disinfection and that modern children are born in sterile environment. Scale of child mortality is not even comparable. But at the same time we witness ever increasing allergy and other problems associated with weak human microbiota." "Human microbiota include bacteria, archaea, fungi and viruses." The tall speaker was the worst presenter I ever tried to listen. Hot stuffy meeting room, monotonic lecture about micro-something, all of this makes me feel sleepy. And I don't need much encouragement to fall asleep nowadays. I bet I can fall asleep standing on my feet with my eyes wide open... "It is relatively new field of research. What we knows is that humans are colonized by many microorganisms; the estimate is that the average human body is inhabited by ten times as many non-human cells as human cells." And I was day-dreaming about this extra 250 bucks I can get here. Cutting my hair would be nice, they are getting too long and irritate me constantly. Than I will order nice pizza and share it with Alf. It's been a while since I was buying any food. In fact, Alf was feeding me last few weeks. "Early in life expose to right microorganism is what making human microbiota strong part of the system. If we will be able to to reset your microbiota, create a new one and your body to cooperate with it than at least we should be able to reduce your allergy symptoms. Other health benefits such as better digesting and immunity to common flu are also to be expected" But no, I have to be smart, I will not spend the money right away, the hair cut can wait another week. I will quit the evening part-time job and will study hard. And I will be sleeping more hours. "... and I would be happy to destroy unprofessional speculation that microbiota can affects human DNA or can anything to do with so called psycho powers." And I was smiling to 250 bucks coming my way. Was preparing to take them in my hand... Waking up was unpleasant. The tall guy was standing right in front of me, his face is showing disdain. "I don't like how you behave your self young man! But since I have so few test subjects ..." I noticed that the big room is almost empty. There is only two guys and one middle-aged woman in the room left. "I will repeat specially for you that microbiota is still not well understood. We will try to not only get you completely new microbiota but also simulate some of the process of your birth so your body will accept it and start to cooperate. What will be your body actual reaction is unknown. Bad side effects are very possible. And if you are still looking for this money you have to sign papers that you are willing to risk and will give up right to sue us for any possible damage to your health!" "Ok, I understand," I mutter. "And I really need this money." "Great. Proceed to sign the papers!" Big volume of legal papers I was ordered to sign in front of a camera was making me nervous. What I'm getting myself into?! But that dream about having money ... I just have to get it! When all the papers where signed I was questioned in front of the camera to confirm that I understand what I just signed and that I'm doing it voluntary etc. Finally I was invited to separate room where I was asked to remove all my closes, put on a medical gown and the testing began. Big not smiling nurse with name tag Donna was pushing me around. I tried to joke with her but didn't got no reaction. Tests was following one another, some was simple and some was so complicated I didn't even understood what it is for. Couple of times I saw other two guys and the woman in similar gown, but mostly we was kept separately. In the end I was asked to swallow quite a few big tablets and drink 2 small liquids. I tried to joke about getting high but instead of a small was presented with cold glance. "You still didn't get it?" "... ?" "You are not a patient here! You are a test subject!" That was said in a such derogatory way that I didn't know what to answer. I swallowed my tabs in silence. Finally all four of us 'test subjects' meet again in front of Dr. Robert office. Immediately I noticed another sign that something was wrong with this place. "So, they don't even want us to know his family name. It would be difficult for us to complain." None of the guys reacted to my words. I assume that the white guy about 30 years old was too busy thinking about all the booze he is going to buy and consume as soon as he get the money. Another guy my age was looking like he just arrived from Asia and I'm not sure he was able to understand me. The woman smiled weakly. Her name was Susan and I liked her because she looked a little bit like my mother when she was younger. We started to chat. She has two daughters and was living normal live till recently when her oldest daughter Lisa become addicted to drugs. The daughter was becoming a junkie so quickly it put enormous strain on the family. Susan's husband left and now she was left alone to deal with the situation. I was feeling sorry for her, I didn't know what to say and was happy when the nurse interrupted by inviting me to the office. The tall man was siting here holding pencil in his hands. I was standing in front of him not sure if I should seat. He kept unpleasant silence for a minute or two. Finally he opened his desk, took out an envelope and dropped it on the desk in front of me. The very moment I reach my hand to take the envelope he put his hand on top of the envelope. "Your name here is Number 4. You are test subject number 4 and you are not allowed to talk to other test subject! Do you understand me?" "Yes," I answered, but got feeling that the bastard is waiting for more, so I said, "Yes, Dr. Robert, I understand." "And I remind you that according to papers you signed today you also not allowed to talk outside about any part of this research. Do you understand that?" "Yes, Dr. Robert, I understand," I repeated. He retrieved his hand and I took the envelope, muttered some "thank-you" and was going to left the office when he stopped me. "One more thing. It was also in the papers, but I bet a guy like you didn't bother to read. You are strongly recommended not to take any medicine, alcohol or narcotics as it is will greatly increase your chances of getting side effect." He get his tall body forward and look at me above his glasses. "And if you will get a bad side-effects you will be out and I'm not going to pay you anymore." Nurce Donna make me memorize my schedule for visits, instructions to swallow pills every morning and walked me out of building. ****** On my way back I sms Alf that today I will prepare dinner for both of us, called my boss that I quit and start to feel myself better. This medical shit was unpleasant, Dr. Robert is a jerk, but I don't have to work this evening! Even with a beer or two I will be able to study or maybe I will start finally to write the paper which already should be finished by now. ****** I'm not cooking often, usually I have some cheap junk food. Real cooking took more time than I expected. It was simple fried potatoes, fish and salad. But fish was very difficult to clean without proper tools. It took me a lot of time to prepare everything. But Alf is also late for some reason. So when everything is ready and I hear that front door is opening my mood is high - perfectly in time. Beer is already on the table and I'm coming to the living room with food only to discover that Alf come with Lena. I hate this bitch and she hates me. It is not spoken, but we can see it in each other eyes. "Fyodor! This is great!" Alf was happy to see me and really appreciated all the food. "Oh! I didn't know your wife is also a good cook!" Lena attacked me from the spot. "A good wife has to know how to cook." I returned trying to suggest that Lena is sure not able to be a good wife. "Don't fight girls!" said Alf with a laugh and left to his room. Lena showed me her long pierced tongue and sat across the table. I brought rest of the food from the kitchen. Alf was coming from the room with expensive looking bottle of whiskey and glasses. "I have something to announce!" said Alf with big smile and my heart sunk. Are they going to marry? If so, this bitch will destroy his life. Alf poured whiskey in three glasses. "Lena will fly home to visit her parents. She will return three weeks later and we will start planning our wedding!" They joined in a passion kiss. As much as I hate seeing them kissing with Lena moving her pierced tongue in his months and showing me a middle finger at the time, I feel relieved to know that at least I still have a few weeks to try and safe my friend. We drink whiskey and beer, eat a little bit with almost no conversations as Lena and Alf was kissing each other every 2 minutes. Soon they was gone to Alfs' room and I was left alone. I lost my appetite thinking about what they are going to do in the room. There nothing I can do at the moment. And Alf is so hooked on Lena that I really don't know what I can do. I already tried to check Lena's background on the net but found nothing. Probably she changed her name just recently. I decided that I should go and write the paper as I was planning when suddenly I noticed Lena's purse on the table. I stop breathing for a moment. If one of them will come back and find me digging in her purse ... I listening carefully to the sounds from Alf's room. No, they will be busy for at least another 10 minutes. I opened the purse. There was a mess of cosmetics, money, condoms, a brush, black panties, tablets, some cheap jewelry, some receipts. The receipts wasn't giving me any valuable information. I opened small compartment on the side of the purse to find a few credit cards. Why she needs so many? Different names! I took out the cards to picture the names with my phone when I noticed something. Something white in a plastic. I froze. Is it what I think it is? Is it cocaine?! I jumped when I hear Lena's voice behind the door, "Yea, baby, I'll be right back." With one motion I close the purse putting all the cards back. Another part of a second and I was siting back on the sofa pretending that I'm eating and checking my phone. I keep looking at my phone pretending that I'm checking Facebook and I'm chewing enthusiastically. About a minute passed and I feel like I just can't ignore her anymore. Slowly I rise my head. She standing with only Alf'r shirt on her. Damn hot legs. The eyes is pure hate. She is looking at me, I'm looking at her. She is turning to her purse, I'm looking at the purse. The side compartment is open. She knows that I know. Slowly she come to the purse and check it. "Pidor! Popytaesh'sja mne pomeshat' tebja ub'jut!" she said to me in Russian. But I don't care to answer or pretend that I don't know. I go to my room, put headphones on and tried to read. ****** I was trying hard to concentrate on studying as I'm behind on so many subjects, but it was impossible after all the event of the day. And I know that I will not be able to sleep either. So I was happy to hear familiar voices from the living room and feel smell of cannabis. Alf and Lena are gone, but our neighbors Joseph and Thomas are here. Joseph dark skinned, long hair, nonstop pot-smoker. He is funny and extremely easy going guy. I like him a lot, his presence is always elevate my mood. Some times I think that he is semi-enlightened being. Nobody was seeing him studying, never! Yet he was managing to get good grades. Thomas is white, slightly overweight, but also easy going and funny. They have been know as J&T. We shake hands, I got my praise for the cooking and start to complain about Alf and Lena right away, don't mentioning that I was searching her purse. "Why you so agitated?" asked J. "Lena! I can come just seeing her! Alf is such a lucky guy!" said T with a rather stupid smile. I wasn't getting much help there. I grabbed and lighted a joint eagerly. As usually, the very first inhale is immediately making me feel relaxed. Studying is out of question now, but at least I'm able to relax. And it is a herb, right? May be I worrying too much. Alf is a smart guy, sure he know how to protect his money. We've been smoking and chatting back and forth for some time. When our two other neighbors Linda and Maria come. I greed them with my usual "did you find where I can get my white male privilege?" joke. I said it hundreds of times already, but still found it funny. Linda, Maria, J&T all four of them very a part of some extreme leftist club. Linda was especially active spending all her free time and her parents money on organizing events. I guess that makes her feel important. She was actively inviting everybody to join the club. Once I decided to go to they meeting because free snacks was promised. There was coffee and cookies, but after 40 minutes or so I feel like I have enough listening about how white people genocide everybody and that illegal migrants should have rights to stay and vote. It is hard to sympathize to this people when you nearly starving yourself and still, according to this people, you are as a white male is the root of all evil. So ever since I was greeting Linda with the question about my privilege. Otherwise they have been cool people and I don't mind being around them. As usual Linda ignored my joke. But J. said, "You may joke as much as you like, but one day you may need our help." "And how exactly I'm going to get your help? I'm a white male the root for all evil, remember?" "You may change your mind one day." Answered Linda. "What if you will join one of the minorities we are trying to help?" "What? And how I will be able?" "I don't know ..." said Linda with such a tone as to saying that she knows but don't what to say. Sudden realization cross my mind. "Have you been talking to Lena?" Instead of an answer T shrug his shoulders, J inhaled his joint, Linda and Maria looks away. "Whatever she is saying to you is not true!" cried I. "She is manipulating you, don't you see?" After a few moments of unpleasant silence T tried to say something positive. "But you cooking better than my mother." That was enough for me. "Please close the door when your meeting is over." I go to my room slamming the door behind. They was using our living room for small meetings. I will talk to Alf to cancel this arrangement. Lena is probably saying that I'm gay to everybody, but I can prove I'm straight. Next payment from testing I will go to get a good haircut, replace some of my clothes and will find a nice girl to date. Lena can go to hell, nobody will believe her. I felt better and has managed to fall asleep. ******* Next few days goes without mach of event. Visiting the gray building becoming more of a routine for me. They make me lay in a hot batch, lay in a strange tube, than I was getting injections, tablets, some oil like substance I was told to put all over my body. It seems like I was worrying for nothing. My health getting better. I stopped sneezing. And instead of Donna there was a new nurse Ruth this week. She looks like a more nice person than Donna and she was even smiling to me. With extra time I start to sleep better and have energy to concentrate on my studying. Lena activities to destroy my reputation still bother me though. One day Alf for some reason start saying to me that "he is very open minded guy and don't have anything against people with different sexuality." I was speechless for a moment, but that I decided that I will not let the evil bitch destroy my friendship with Alf so I answered with a laugh that I should get a good haircut asap, this long ponytail is making people believe I'm gay. Than Alf come with proposal that since I know how to cook he will buy some food and I will cook for us. I was thinking it is a great idea. Start to eat healthy food and saving some money at the same time seems like a good thing to do. But than this apron come. It is good to have an apron when you are cooking to not spoil your clothes especially when you have so few of them. But this red apron was looking like it was more appropriate for a girl. With 'my body - my rules' writing across, I'm sure it was coming from Linda. She said to Alf that they should encourage my feminine site? And I found a way to hit back at Lena. I just asked Alf if he give money to Lena to buy the tickets and he said yes. I just asked than how much it was and the price was at least double from what I know. "Hmm strange ... very expensive tickets, but she seems like afraid to fly and prefer to hang around." I believe I make him think for a moment. The bitch will get some unpleasant questions. ******* Everything is good. My allergy is gone and I feel good. My studying is getting better. I still behind on some subjects, but modafinil and some other smart drugs I'm getting from one local guy is helping me to concentrate as never before. I realizing that I'm bending the rule of no alcohol and no drugs, but my new microbes should better be accustomed to my habits. And so far I wasn't getting any problems. Evil Lena finally disappeared pretending she is flying to visit her parents. I'm better financially, but still trying to safe every dollar. So when I see a flier in our living room offering a free haircut and treatment I become interested. Apparently the place was a part of beauty school and they was looking for some one to use for students practice. I called the phone number and asked if I can get a free haircut there, a pleasant woman voice said, "Sure, can you come after 10 in the evening? We do our free treatment when our main customers are gone." I checked the time and feel lucky that I will get a haircut the same evening. Strangely I didn't find any indications that there is beauty school. The saloon looks like a big establishment though. They was offering all kinds of services there including skin treatment, nails, tattoo and permanent makeup, piercing etc. Two girls inside looks too mature for students. One girl was small Asian with name Virginia and second tall blonde Karen. Both where smiling and seems to be happy to see me. They offered me to drink some herbal tea with cookies. I didn't need much encouragement to eat and was chewing some nice small cookies washing them down with tea. Virginia explained that she is teaching Karen and she will use me as a dummy for skin treatment and haircut. "Nothing too extreme please," muttered I feeling suddenly sleepy. "Don't worry love, only some basic," answered Virginia and started to massage my face. I'm half lying in a very comfortable chair, Virginia's touch too my face is very relaxing... Why this girls have so many piercings and tattoos? But I guess working in such place you have to advertise all options... Still strange... I wake up because someone was shaking me gently. "Wake up sleepyhead!" said Virginia. I opened my eyes and look at the mirror. My face looks different. The skin looks very clean and smooth. "It is enough for today my dear, please come tomorrow the same time and we will continue with your neck," said Virginia. "But what about my haircut?" "We will do it as soon as we finish with your skin." "And what is wrong with my brows?" It become thin and slightly arched. "We trimmed it a little bit. It will be good with your new haircut, you will see! Girls will love your new style! And remember you are getting for free treatment that actually cost a lot of money!" It was continuing next 3 days. They did my neck skin, hands, manicure. It feels nice, but I was irritated to find that every-time I was going to the salon my brows becoming thinner and more arched. Finally it was totally female style and I was coming to speck my mind about it. "Today is a big day!" greed me Virginia with a big smile. "What do you mean?" "... ah um ... we finally cutting your hair!" "Great! And you have to repair my brows, they looks too femine!" "Sure love, just start to drink your tea." "I don't like your tea, it makes me sleepy!" "You don't understand! Our clients supposed to relax during the procedures. And you don't appreciate how much we already spend on you! Maybe we shouldn't do your hair?" "Ok, ok I'm drinking," I answered. I will get my free haircut finally and will be out of this strange place. But this time the tea is hitting me like a hammer. I have problems to stand up and both girls are pushing me not so gently to the chair. I'm trying to resist and stay awake, but I feel as my conscious is sleeping away. I'm trying to keep my eyes open, but the last thing I see is Karen's hand pushing my head in a position. I see her black snake tattoo, but this time I know where I saw it before. It was exactly the same tattoo as Lena have. ******* I wake up feeling pain. My head, my face, my back everything is not ok. I feel like very bad hangover. It is difficult to move and I don't understand where I'm. I'm lying my face down on something like a massage bad. The room is dark. Slowly I managed to stand up. I'm naked with exception of some panties. I'm in the same saloon, but now I was in tattoo corner. I need to leave this place! I should never been visiting this place. The invitation flier was a coax and Lena is behind it. I can't find my clothes anywhere and I can't go naked outside. I found a light switch and turning it on only to jump with a fright. Huge guy dressed like a biker is standing close to me. "Get this thing on and get out of here bitch." He is throwing something to me. With shaking hands I unfold clothes. I hesitated when I see that it is a dress. "I said put in on bitch." With shaking hands I start to pull the dress over my head. I'm really scared. Not because the guy is so big, but because of the black snake sign on his jacket. I'm not against one evil bitch, I'm against a criminal gang. Is Alf is so reach with his Bitcoins? Or is it his skills that they are after? "Your shoes, bitch!" He is pushing me some heels. I'm trying to put it on, but it is not easy as I have no experience with such things. And I noticed that all my nails are bright red. Finally I manged to get them on and fasten. "Take this bitch." He pushed me a purse. I grab the purse and go stumbling and shaky to the exit. Outside I see that it is early morning. I'm crying hard. I'm trying to calm myself thinking that the guy in a dress is not something that can surprise this city, but for some reason I can't stop crying and tears are running my cheeks. I stop to take this stupid heels off, I can't walk that long in this heels. My phone is ringing in the purse. I take it out, I don't know this number but I'm picking up. "Do you like my presents to you, bitch?" Lena voice greeted me from the phone. "Stop crying bitch and say that you like it. You should be grateful to me. If you only knew what guys was wanting to do to you!" "I ... like it," said I with a shaky voice. "That's it bitch! Consider it is a lesson. I said to Alf that you are transgender and jealous because you also want's to be his girl," continued Lena with a laugh. "Than when we see that you are becoming an obstacle and decided to do something about it I insisted to have a little fun with you and give you some decoration." "Now I need you to get out of my way and don't even dare to say a word against me. Every time you was visiting our salon we was injecting you with big dose of hormones. Another few shots and you will be chemically castrated. I would love to do it, but this shit is expensive and I decided that this is enough to educate you. With all this cosmetics and hormones in your blood you wouldn't be able to prove that you are not transgender, nobody will believe you. So play along, be a good girl, and stay away from Alf! Two months from now you can get your shitty life back." "And one more thing, don't remove this pumps, I love to see how you walk in them." Lena hang up. I'm looking at the phone screen and see that it is 5 in the morning. There is a few missed calls from Alf. I start to walk again, trying to find balance. Huge black SUV passed me, slowing down in front of me and than accelerated away. ****** Lena was kind enough to put in the purse not only my phone, but also my key and other things from my pockets. The walk back to the flat was not pleasant. The longer I walk more clearly my head was becoming. I was taking efforts to stop crying and nearly succeeded when thought come that probably I'm crying so mach because of all estrogen they pushed in my system. And that thought make me cry even harder. I didn't pay mach attention to passers-by, fortunately there was very few of them thanks to the early hour. And I didn't care that Maria friend of Linda stopped running and was staring at me with open mouth. I'm done with this city. As soon as possible I will transfer. Let's choose something less known and prestigious and may-be I will even be able to safe some money on tuition. Than I will do my best to warn Alf anonymously. Lena mentioned two months, that means I have time. I come to the flat as silently as possible, removed the hills take them with me and tiptoed to the bathroom. For the first time I have a good look at my face. I hit my mouth with a hand to not cry out, but the touch is painful, my lips are enormously swollen. My hair used to be dirty blond, but now it is platinum blond and curled. My lips are huge and my face is wearing dramatic makeup and as I'm trying to wash it I understand that it is tattooed. My brows are thin and arched. And my ears are pierced multiple times with studs and I even have one stud in my nostril. I run to my room, close the door and open laptop. "Is it you Fyodor?" I hear Alf voice. "Yes, it is me." "I you coming for the breakfast.?" "No." "Where have you been? I was calling you." "Leave me alone!" There was some silence and than I hear Alf was walking away. Some 30 minutes of surfing the net makes me feel better. Most probably they injected my lips with something cheap and that means that the effects will last only 3-6 months. The swelling will stop within next few days. Permanent makeup will last much longer, but it was possible to make it fade away more quickly by exposing to UV rays. I'm going to sunbathe a lot! For the piercing I found recommendation to remove it only when it is fully healed as otherwise bad infection and ugly scars are possible. I start to feel better. One year from know it will be just history. I have good grades and it shouldn't be a problem to transfer. I will survive! I stripped off the stupid dress, put on my boxers discovering that I also have a belly button piercing. Hate this bitch! I go to the bathroom, hot shower should help to raise my mood. I'm trying to avoid looking at the mirror. When the lips swelling will go down and permanent curling of my hair will subside it will be less terrible and I will be able to face it. I switch on the shower and step under the hot water, rubbing soap all over me, wishing to wash away all the event of this terrible night. Skin on my back is irritated for some reason. I step out to check what it is. I turned back to the mirror and turning my head to see what it is. First I see a red flower tattoo on my left shoulder. Than a huge tattoo on my lower back. Whoever created this tattoo was a real artist. Big red flowers on green ornament. There is no way I'm going to be able remove tattoo that big. I will have a very feminine tattoo for the rest of my life. When my beloved mother died from cancer three years ago I wasn't crying. There was feeling of emptiness. My girlfriend left me short after saying that I'm cold. But I'm not cold, I have feelings, I just suppressed them for that long. And now they found they way out. I collapsed sobbing as never before in my life. I was feeling so cold I wonder if I'm having emotional breakdown. I crawl back to the shower to get warmer losing my conscious there. When I come back to my senses I see that my skin is red from all the hot water it was exposed too. Slowly I stand up, switch off the shower, walk to my room and collapse on my bed. I lay there motionlessly for what feels like eternity. Than my mind start to register that something strange is going one. I feel more and more like I'm having a psychedelic trip, like one when I took magic mushrooms. And I feel that some one is present in the room. Slowly I'm turning my head to see big ficus which I inherited from previous tenant of the room. I likes this ficus and look after it, but now it looks different. I'm having a feeling that I can feel the plant. It is almost like it is talking to me and if I concentrate enough I will be able to understand it! More I concentrate on the plant the better I feel. It likes a new dimension was opened and all the bad things that happens to me are not really matter any more. I was willing to just lay there and enjoy this feeling, but my body interrupted asking me to go and get some nutritious. I wasn't eating since yesterday lunch. I stand up, put on the dress, not because I like it, but because it was just quickest way to get dressed. For some reason I don't feel like it humiliate me any more. I touch my ficus on the way out and immediately feel being connected to the plant, being the one with it. I go to the kitchen seeing that it is already late afternoon. I has finished cooking my eggs and was going to put them on a plate when I hear front door opening. Linda, Alf and J come to the kitchen. They all stopped looking at me. With messy, but very curly hair, makeup, swollen lips , dress and apron with writing "my body - my rules" and a frying pan in my hand I must be quite a thing to see. Strangely I don't feel ashamed or humiliated. "Eggs anybody?." Linda come forward and without speaking anything just hugged me. Feeling rush through me and they are not mine they belong to Linda. I feel that she is exited, proud, she feels like she achieved something, she also afraid a little bit of something. "I feel so proud of you," exclaimed Linda. "I knew we was right creating our safe-place, so people like you can step forward and not being afraid to express they true sexuality!" she said with a big smile. "I wish you to know that we are here to support you and protect your rights! Don't hesitate to contact me or others for help." "Well I need help to find a job," I answered. "My old place will not accept all of this." "If they will try to discriminate you they will be in trouble," answered Linda and I see that she mean it. "Yes, thank you. But I was going to find better place anyway. You see, I need some new clothes." Linda promised to help and Alf awkwardly said his mantra that he is open minded. ******* Next days where full of surprises. I was surprised next day to see that all the swelling of my lips was already gone. Now my lips was just big and you can call them 'blowjob lips'. Still I feel better. Another surprise come seeing that all my piercing where fully healed already. I removed the studs, but all holes where looking like I was having them for years. Another surprise come from how well my new look was received on campus. I didn't pay much attention to what is going on here, but leftists started something they call protest, which looks more like a riot for me. However Linda was spreading the news that I decided to "come out" because of they "safe space" and they feel pleased. I feel more protected and safe than ever before. As long as I was close to this people I wouldn't get even a bad remark. ****** Yet another surprise come when my delayed and too short and poorly wrote paper got high credit. Obviously professor was afraid that I will complain that he is discriminating me. ******* Probably the biggest surprise was when I was willingly put all the studs back in my piercings and put on dress every evening. Linda found me a job at local vegetarian restaurant popular among leftists. Soon I discovered that I'm getting extra tips for my look. Dress and earrings means additional 15-30 bucks. Money has never been so easy! But on top of it all was my 'new dimension', my sixth sense. And it was developing. Now I don't even need to touch people to know what they feel. So when I was standing in front of Dr. Robert I know that among others feelings he feel great excitement about me. "Are you sure you don't have any side effects, young m... eh... whatever you are?" "No, I'm ok." "You see, our test subject n.1 started to drink a lot of alcohol and was hospitalized with stomach pain. Severe case of dysbacteriosis. Number 3 started to take antidepressant and also got digestion problems though not so severe as number 1." "So, what we have right now is number 2 who is clean and number 4 who was taking alcohol, cannabis, psilocybyn, modafinil some substances we didn't even recognize and on top of it all mass dose of estrogen hormones and testosterone suppressors." Dr. Robert took a deep breath and continued "and it is not only luck of side effects that is surprise me, it is all this test results that we are getting from you, Number 4." He is looking at me like expecting that I will be able to clarify all this. "We need you to come every day starting tomorrow. We will run some additional tests." "Not sure I can find time," I'm answering and feel his fear. He is really afraid to lose me. I'm his brake through. "We will double your payment," he is answering. "Since two test subjects are gone you should be able to triple my payment," I answer calmly. There is some hesitation, I feel his anger, but also fear. "ok, Number 4." He drop three envelopes on the table I take it and leave silently. ******* My puffy chest developed to small breast. I'm not too concern, according to the information I found on the net whatever big amount of hormones Lena injected me with, since it was not continued the effect will be only temporal. The system will balance itself and I will be back to normal within days. But now I have 2 cones of flash on my chest. From my perspective my 'boobs' where looking big although actually they was really small, more like a fist sign of breasts on a teenage girl. I let my curiosity come forward and was trying to play with my 'boobs' to learn what it is like for a girl. I was disappointed, they was too sensitive and I wasn't getting any please from massaging them or trying to play with my nipples. However I got something like a habit of fingering them when I was alone in my room. I was surfing the net trying to find any information related to Black Snake. I found that they was notorious biker gang. The saloon I was so stupid to visit belong to this gang as well as a few night clubs and others establishments in this city. There where a lot of speculations that this gang is involved in drug traffics and a prostitution ring. And they are using night clubs as decoy to sell drugs and promote prostitution. Others posts on the net was just how awesome this nights clubs are. More than one guy was posting pictures made inside of the clubs although it was forbidden. One guy was asking with his post how it is possible that Black Snakes always has tons of such hot girls. He attached picture of two butifull girls. One of the girls is lathing, her small but nice looking breasts are out, nipples are pierced, little gold hoops are inserted. Second girl is sucking one nipple. The picture is so erotic. I grab harder my own nipple imagining that it is my nipple that is sucked by very attractive girl. I grab harder and pull my nipple again and again. I feel excitement in my body. I grab second nipple imagining that both of my nipples are sucked simultaneously. My breathing is hard and fast, I moan as waves of painful pleasure are passing through my entire body. I feel that my muscles are spasms before loosing consciousness. I wake up few minutes later. The picture is still on the screen. I can't believe I come that hard just fingering my nipples! But checking my shorts I see that I didn't really come. How it is possible that I have an orgasm of my life and I didn't even ejaculated? ******* Few days later I started to worry a little bit. Two weeks passed since I visited saloon. I didn't shaved a single time after that but there wasn't any sign of hair on my face. In fact my face was looking more and more feminine. The cones on my chest becoming more and more like real breast. I even start to feel them moving when I'm walking. And I didn't have a single morning wood. What I have is strong desire to play with my nipples. I'm trying not to to do it because last experience leave me a little bit scared. I started to ask questions on forums where people where discussing gender change, but all answers was saying that such quick and strong changes are just not possible unless I'm continuing to take very big doses of estrogen. I'm thinking to call Lena to ask her ask what she was using to inject me with. My sixth sense is developing. Now I can not only feel others people feeling, but can also influence they feelings. But I'm trying to be carefully there. Last time I touched T. trying to improve his mood he ended up laughing for nor reason like he was high on something. ******************************* Dear Reader. I would like to continue this story with at least another two parts. But as it is by far the biggest text in English I ever wrote I have no idea if anybody needs it. Please let me know if you like me to continue the story. Thank you! [email protected]