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Chapter 1 "MOMMY, MOMMY, MOMMY!" I heard my daughter scream. I dropped everything and ran outside, thinking the worst. Did she fall, did she hurt herself, did something or somebody scare her? It took me a minute to figure out where her pleas were coming from and my panic level tripled, thinking "Please, please, let her be safe!" Imagine my relief when I saw my daughter hiding next to her playhouse; petrified by a tiny spider. I picked her up and held her close and told her, "It's OK, honey, I've got you, you're safe now, mommy's here," as I tried to put on a brave face. I knew that these kind spiders are just as scared of us as we girls are scared of them. It's odd that I am scared of spiders now and I didn't used to feel this way at all. I just chalked it up to one of those 'typical female' reactions although I am certainly not 'typical' and wasn't always 'female'. Let me back up. 10 years ago I was starting my 2nd year of college on an athletic scholarship for the mens' swim team. I was super-fit, smart and attractive (or so I heard), and determined to make something of myself either through my athletic skills or my education. And then, suddenly, my world changed. Doing laps in the pool I apparently had some sort of seizure. Passed out face down I was luckily rescued by a teammate just in time. The EMTs said another minute or two and I would have been a goner. Apparently I had a reaction to something in the pool's water, the sanitation chemicals, probably, that caused my reaction. Obviously that marked the end of my competitive swimming competitions and, even worse, my scholarship. That meant I needed to rely on my education but, without a scholarship, I needed to find another way to earn enough money to graduate. I had moved out from my family home just before I started college. It was not a close or, for that matter, friendly family. Dad was always drunk and mom was always crying because of dad. He was equally mean to me and my siblings. It was a poisonous situation and I was glad to leave it. I hated to leave my younger brother and sister at home but there wasn't much I could do about it. One day, as I walked to class I noticed on the Student Center bulletin board I noticed a job listing. "Short on funds, need to graduate? See me. Medical Studies Building, room 01. Applicant must be flexible and have an open mind." I took note of that and headed to class. At the end of my day I headed across campus to the MSB and room 01 which I though would be on the first floor. I asked around but nobody seemed to know or even heard of a Room 01. Thinking that was odd that nobody there seemed to know anything. I poked around and found an unlocked door that said 'basement'. Desperate for an opportunity to make a little money I took the stairs and down the dim hallway back in the far corner I found Room 01. I tried the door, it was locked. I knocked and did not hear anything so I turned around to leave when I heard the door open and heard a voice say, "Yes, can I help you?" I turned around and a man's face appeared so I explained I was answering the posted ad. "Ah, yes, please, come in. My name is Doctor Zillow. And you are?" "James, James Turner. People call me JT." "Please, come into my office, JT, and we can talk. I was just about to leave for the day but let me explain what this program entails and you can decide whether this is amenable to you." "Um, sure." I said although I was anything but sure of what he was asking about. I asked myself how come no one seems to know about Room 01? Sitting down I noticed that it looked just like any doctor's office with diplomas on the wall, various jars filled with who knows what, all sorts of medical books and skulls of different creatures on a shelf and a couple model human skeletons propped up in a corner. He began by saying, "I suppose you are wondering why my office is difficult to find?" "Well, yes I was but I was just glad I finally found it." I noticed he marked something on a paper on his desk. He continued, "Well simply, I needed an office and this was the only one available to me so I leased it. The location is actually quite practical as it's very quiet and people leave us alone so there are few distractions. My field is a study of the relationship between human attraction and physical possibility. Just so you know, there are no classes, there is no curriculum, it is research, practice and result. We are not affiliated with the medical school in any way, we just rent space. You will be paid directly from our funds. The college has no financial stake in this. We require physical flexibility and a very open mind. We will go into more detail about our program later if you decide this is something you'd like to do." I said, "Well I need to ask about the funds before I decide." "Of course, of course," he replied. "Your basic pay will be determined by the hours you commit but we start at $25 per hour." That seemed like a fortune to me at this point but he went on. "There will also be opportunities to make much more than that depending on your commitment and progress. I can tell you that it could work out to a hundred dollars or more per session and the possibility of much more down the line." "Um, how many sessions are we talking about." "That is open-ended and all depends on your results and desires but I can tell you that some applicants just had a couple sessions and others have stuck with the program successfully. Again, it is ultimately up to you." My eyes lit up at the amounts I could earn. I could cover my tuition, expenses and still have money left over and since I couldn't participate in swimming anymore I was at loose ends could spend much of my time in this mysterious 'program' as he called it. "How often is the class?" "That depends on you and your commitment but 2-4 hours a day and 4-5 days week is standard." I did the math in my head and realized I could easily make $500 a week. That was more money than I've ever made. "I'll do it!" I said excitedly although I did wonder what he meant by "down the line." "Wonderful, that's good news but you should understand the scope of our program before you decide. Eventually, if it sounds like something you want to be involved with then you will sign a few contracts." He pressed a buzzer and said into a mic, "Josie, are you still here? A Mr. Turner decided to join our team, please bring in the necessary contracts if you are available." "Yes, doctor, I'm still here. I'll bring the documents right away." said a pleasant female voice over the intercom. The doctor said, "I'd like you to listen to Josie's personal description of the process, read over all the information she will supply and then, when you come in, you can sign a few contracts and start the program, if that's possible." "Yes, sir, I will. You said it might take 2-4 hours, is that right?" "Yes, usually it will take about 90 minutes per session but I will tell you now it could easily last few couple hours more depending on your aptitude and enthusiasm." Just then the door opened. "Ah, yes, Josie, thank you. Please meet JT who may want to join out program." "Hello, JT, nice to meet you, welcome!" she said. I was stunned, even though she was wearing glasses and what looked like scrubs I could just tell she was quite attractive. I stuttered, "Ah, yeah, Hi, thank you! You can call me JT." I'm sure my face turned red as she laughed and said, "Yes, I heard. Glad to have you aboard." She smiled and shook my hand. "It will be nice to be working with you." She smiled. "Yes, it will, I mean, thank you I will be glad to be working with you, doctor, uh nurse, uh ma'am" I blabbered. "Real smooth, JT". I told myself. "Will that be all, doctor?" she asked. "Yes, thank you, Josie," as he left the room. "Welcome aboard, JT. Please just call me Josie." "Yeah, yes, um, yes, of course!" I blabbed, my cheeks blushing. "Okay JT, I am Dr. Zillow's assistant and Dr. Zillow, or Dr. Z as we call him, gave you an idea of the program. It is controversial but totally effective and, if you are like me, very excited to be a part of this." "Well my main reason to join is make some money but I have been looking for some kind of options in my life. Might this possibly lead to something like that?" I asked. "Most definitely," she answered. Josie began telling me what was involved in this "program". Something to do with fertility and a global necessity although I wasn't really letting it soak in. I was fixated with Josie. She seemed to have an air of confidence mixed with a sensual beauty, a glow of some kind. "So you see this program will eventually become the standard in this field of Transmaternal Implementation Program System or TIPS,? said Josie with a cute, chipper smile. ?I was an early subject for this process and it has changed my life for the better and I?m hoping you will feel the same once you have completed the complete program.? ?Uh, sure, Ok,? I said. I had no idea what TIPS meant but how complicated could it be, I thought. ?Please read all the documentation carefully that I give you and I will answer any questions when you return,? said Josie. ?Ok, I will, for sure!? as I gave her my best smile. I could hardly wait to see her again. A paying job and a pretty girl to tutor me, it sounded like a pretty sweet deal for me. ?Um, if I decide to do this could I start right away? I really need the money. Let me read all the information and think about it overnight. I?ll let you know tomorrow, okay.? ?You could start immediately after you sign if you like Please read the materials I gave you and be positive if it is something you feel comfortable doing. I will tell you now that it will be a life-changing experience. I was nervous before I started but soon realized it has changed my life for the better and have never regretted the decision.? I headed to my dorm room, hoping my awful roommate, Duane, wasn?t there. We really don?t get along partly because he?s kind of a bully and talks constantly so a lot of the time I leave just so I can study or chill. He?s also kind of a macho guy and thinks he is god?s gift to women so he mostly talks about his conquests. On the way I had grabbed a deli sandwich and a cup of soup and started consuming both as I opened the packet for my new job and started reading. Most of it seemed like some boilerplate blah blah blah so I skipped over all that. When it came to the heading Job Description I paid more attention. Apparently I was to be some sort of what sounded like a ?lab rat? and have various tests performed on me so they could gauge the results. That didn?t sound so bad, just sitting there with various gizmos attached to my body and head. Initially I would be asked personal questions and I had to answer them honestly. Easy-peasy! Following that series was an audio-video class showing images and sounds which, apparently, I was to respond positively or negatively using a clicker of some sort. This was going to be a pretty easy way to make some money. Future tests would include dexterity, body movements and ingesting some fluids. Still, pretty easy money, I figured, although I had a little concern about the fluids. The last segment was a bit confusing. Basically it said I would need to personally interact with various people in different situations and my reactions would be gauged for response. I wasn?t sure what this meant but OK I could certainly handle that. After my Job Description came more boring legal stuff that I glossed over. All in all it seemed like easy money although I didn?t see anything that would be worth $500 but whatever. The last few pages were mostly about the program TIPS, with lots of hype about personal sacrifice, common good and saving humanity. I thought it all sounded a bit overblown and all I really cared about was making some pretty decent money. Eventually I fell asleep midway through and woke up in the middle of the night with the paperwork wrinkled with mustard stains on them. Oops! I salvaged the pages that looked like I may have to sign and tossed the rest. For the rest of the night I couldn?t sleep. I kept thinking about the offer and finally decided I didn?t really have other options. I was a little confused when I read about gender modification and was very confused when it mentioned pregnancy. I figured that this form was unisex and meant for both guys and girls without being specific. The hard facts were my swimming career was over and English Lit really wasn?t a career. I was in need of money and this job could provide it. Plus this would be a great opportunity to get to know Josie better. I had noticed she did not wear any sort of engagement or wedding ring. When I showed up the nest day to Room 01, I was happy to see Josie waiting for me. She looked expectantly at me so I took a deep breath and said, ?Yes, I think I?m in.? She looked so happy and hugged me. ?You won?t regret your decision, believe me.? We made small talk, actually she made small talked while I nervously tried to be cool or at least not make a jerk of myself. ?Don?t be nervous, JT, Dr. Zillow is the best in his field. Everything will be fine.? she reassured me as the doctor entered the room. ?Ah, JT, right on time, that?s a good sign. Shall we get started, any questions?? said Dr. Z. I was nervous but curious and said, ?No, no questions. I?m eager to get started.? ?Well, follow Josie?s lead and she will get you signed up and get you ready for your first session.? Josie smiled at me, handed me the documents to sign which I blindly did then and then Dr. Z waved his arm toward the door and I proceeded through with Josie following me. I figured that a nice girl like her wouldn?t be involved in some sort of scam so I happily followed along. At first she read from a list asking me to tell her what my feelings were regarding each one. Simple, everyday things like do I like football, what is my favorite food, what kind of music do I like, what is my favorite color, common things like that. She made a note of each answer. After 20 or so minutes she led me to a small room with no windows, a projection screen on the wall, head-phones and some sort of button for me to click. She then placed a few sensors on various places on my head and then placed the headphones on me. As she did I got a whiff of her hair and she smelled so fresh and clean. ?Okay, here is what will happen. Images will appear on the screen and if you like something, double click the button. If you don?t like something you do not click. Got it?? Seemed like easy money to me. ?Got it,? I said. ?What if I click just once?? I asked. Josie smiled and said ?2 clicks are harder to do than just 1 so if you click once it does not get recorded. Only 2 clicks get counted, OK?? ?Got it!? Easy money! She dimmed the lights and images appeared. Pictures of animals, flowers, food, mountains, cars, scenery, sports but also scenes of trash, war, or fires but sometimes just colors or designs. I noticed music which sometimes matched the images but sometimes not. After about 10 minutes the frequency of the images became quicker. Soon it became difficult to keep up as the music sometimes became sounds like static or ocean waves or gunfire, sometimes matching the images, sometimes not. I noticed I seemed to be breathing faster and began perspiring. I kept up as fast as I could until the screen went blank and the headphones quiet. The lights came on and Josie said, ?Okay, we?re done. How do you feel?? ?Really, done already? Wasn?t it just a few minutes?? I asked. ?No, that was about an hour and a half.? I couldn?t believe it has been that long but I answered, ?I feel fine, well a little bit confused and light-headed.? Josie said, ?That?s normal and expected, you will be fine in just a few minutes. Just relax for awhile and the dizziness will dissipate, OK? Take a few deep breaths and try to relax.? ?Um, yeah, OK.? The next few sessions went pretty much the same way as before, a list of yes or no questions and then more images and sounds, although they were pretty much the same as the last time, as far as I could tell. Each time I left though I felt ?different? somehow. I asked Josie about this and she said that it was normal. That?s when I happened to notice that Josie appeared to be pregnant. I hadn?t noticed it before but decided not to say anything since it wasn?t any of my business. I did wonder why she didn?t mention it to me but she saw me staring at her belly. She caught my eye and then told me she was 4 months pregnant. She had gone through the same program and felt it was definitely worth the time and effort, not to mention the additional funds that became available by staying with TIPS. ?When I started Dr. Z did everything and I was guinea pig #1. He was so pleased with the results he asked me to stay on as a paid intern. I told him I would as long as he would grant me maternity leave and he laughed and said ?Of course, it?s the least we could do!? Her words definitely made me want to follow through the process, whatever that might be. I mean she seemed very stable, smart, kind and downright gorgeous. Dr. Zillow was a bit stuffy but nice enough and obviously dedicated to his study. The money, of course, was the real draw. This job was pretty simple although it did mess with my mind a bit but it sure was worth it for the nice paychecks. When I left I kept wondering why Josie had become pregnant while she was going through what I had just gone through. Not that I knew about such things like pregnancy but if it was safe for a pregnant female than how dangerous could it be? I just shrugged it off and maybe it was just a coincidence. Maybe she was already pregnant when she started, that made sense. Forward ahead to 2 weeks and it was almost time for Spring Break but I decided to stick around campus. Josie said I could still participate during the break and I could certainly use the money. The last few times I went through a session I noticed that the images had taken on a different slant. The last time most of them sounds and sights were of flowers, kittens, pretty girls in dresses, honeymooning couples and babies, lots of adorable babies. I double-clicked on all of it. The music was not the kind I usually listened to. This was more like what girls liked to listen too, that soft-rock, Taylor Swift, kind of stuff. I was surprised when I noticed I had subconsciously been singing to ?Shake it off? and actually liked it. When I went to the latest session Dr. Zillow was there with Josie. He asked if I?d be willing to move to the 2nd phase. It would entail signing another contract and I saw no reason not to. I was making steady money and Josie and I seemed to hit it off, not like possible boyfriend/girlfriend but more like sorority sisters, oddly. I didn?t give that much thought and I eagerly signed up without reading the document. For the next session Josie led me to a different room. This time the screen was on the ceiling, directly over a hospital-style bed. Before she started the session she verified that I had signed the agreement and said, ? This phase will be different from the last. I will be giving you your intravenous drip as part of the study. It will just feel like a pinch but it?s necessary for this next phase. You will continue to view images and hear sounds, just as before. I have to make sure this is OK with you. Do you agree?? At this point I certainly trusted her so I nodded yes with just a bit of apprehension. She smiled her wonderful smile and said, ?Great, let?s proceed.? I told myself I would follow her through a wall of burning tires. I laid back and the audio-visual stimulation started again. I noticed right away that much was about typical female topics, cooking, cleaning, applying makeup, dress shopping, hair styling and progressed to families, then pregnancy and childbirth and children. Very little was about male- oriented subjects unless they were about husbands and fathers. For some reason I found myself double-clicking through all of them. If I really thought about it then I probably wouldn?t have given most of these images clicks at all but, then again, it did seem like I liked those things now. I hummed along with a Katy Perry song and thought nothing of it. When this session was over I saw Josie standing over me, taking notes. ?Well, how are we doing?? she asked. ?Um, fine. I was a little confused by all the images, it seems like they were female oriented.? She asked, ?Does that bother you in any way?? ?Well, no. Actually I found them all appealing.? I saw her smile as she wrote something on her pad and then continued, ?The next few sessions will be similar in context. Does that bother you in any way?? ?Um, no, not really. I liked them all.? I wondered a little bit whyI felt so attracted to these typical female topics but I assumed it was just part of the program. I got off the bed and felt a little light-headed. I didn?t mention it to Josie, I figured it was because of whatever was in the IV. As I walked to my dorm room I noticed by body felt a little different, like my center of gravity had shifted. My roommate was gone again. I grabbed a towel and headed for the shower. I stripped down and when I reached down to the water faucets I noticed a weight on my chest. Looking down while I was bent over it almost looked like I had boobs. ?Nonsense,? I thought. I was just putting on some weight since I?ve been able to afford to eat better and I hadn?t been swimming at all. I washed myself but when I began washing my upper body it really did feel like I now had boobs. My nipples seemed quite sensitive and they stood out more than I had ever seen before. I finished washing and toweled off. When I was through I unconsciously found that I had wrapped the towel up around my chest, like I?ve seen girls do. I didn?t really think about it though but when I left the shower room one of the guys passed by me and I heard him utter something like, ?Nice titties, dude!? I quickly got back to my room and tossed my towel aside. There was no mistaking it, I was growing breasts. I looked myself over and it seemed like there were other changes as well. My hips seemed a little wider, my upper thighs thicker, my shoulders and arms were thinner. Strangely my cock and balls seemed smaller, somehow, more compact. My face seemed softer too and I realized I haven?t shaved my whiskers in a week. I also had let my hair grow longer for no specific reason except I kinda liked it longer now. What the heck was going on? It had to be something related to my job. Tomorrow I would have to confront Dr. Zillow and Josie. That night my sleep was fitful. I dreamt I was somebody?s wife and we had a couple kids. They kept calling me Mommy. Weirdness! After my last class of the day I headed over to my job. I never noticed before but my walk seemed different. My steps were shorter and my hips seemed to sway no matter how I tried to hide it. Also my jeans were much tighter around the hips then they were before. Oddly, I seemed much happier than usual and by the time I got to work I was smiling for no particular reason. Josie saw me and noticed my mood. ?Well hello, JT, you seem happier than usual. Feeling OK?? ?As a matter of fact, yes, I feel better than I have in a long time, thank you for noticing.? ?I?m so happy for you, JT, and I must say you are looking very nice too!? ?Really, you think so?? and I think I subconsciously tipped my head slightly and thrust out my chest assuming a totally feminine pose. ?Yes, yes you really do and you are letting your hair grow out, it looks nice." ?So, do you think some things are changing because of the sessions I?ve been attending.? ?From what I see and hear, positively and definitely yes!? Josie seemed quite pleased at my subtle changes. Up to that point I hadn?t notice my voice but it did seem different, higher, softer, more feminine. While Josie attended to some paperwork it suddenly dawned on me what was happening. ?Um, I?ve noticed my body seems to have changed quite a bit. I don?t know how or why but it seems like all this time you have been turning me into a girl?? ?Well, you read and signed the contract, right?? she asked. ?Well, I didn?t really read it, I was more concerned about earning tuition money.? ?I see,? she said as she frowned. ?So what I signed allows you, well, you and Doctor Zillow to turn me into a girl. That?s crazy! How, why?? Josie took a deep breath and bit her lovely pink lower lip and patted her pregnant belly. ?You see this? 2 years ago I was pretty much in the same state as you, another struggling male student in debt, needing some miracle to come along and make things better. Like you, I came to Room 01 hoping to be hired so I could earn some money.? Her words left me stunned. ?You mean, uh, er, what, you used to be a guy like me and now you are a pregnant female and now the same thing is going to happen to me?? Josie paused and said ?Um, yes, that is what is happening to you. I thought you understood the contract and you signed your consent form." It was true, I did sign the consent form but I guess I didn?t really understand what exactly this entailed. ?OK, I understand that I signed off on all this but what about all this focus on getting pregnant?? ?Well, like I was saying, I was pretty much like you, another broke guy. I took the same test as you, passed the qualification criteria and, after going through Dr. Z?s process here I considered myself a 100% female and able to become a pregnant woman. I am 6 months along now and believe me, it?s the best thing that ever happened. We think you will agree, eventually.? This made no sense to me. Why would a guy want to be turned into a pregnant woman? She continued, ?You know the initial test you took. Well you aced it, so to speak. By double clicking on certain images, reacting a particular way when hearing certain sounds, and your tastes in colors and music your test scores scored off the chart. You showed the doctor that you were, in essence, the perfect candidate for this program.? ?But Josie, why go to the trouble of turning guys into gals?? She paused a few seconds and then said, ?It isn?t well known but the fertility rate has been dropping steadily for the past 10 years. Something needed to be done to ensure our species revival. For some unknown reason many women are becoming barren. Combine that with mens? lower sperm counts and it?s understandable why this has become a major issue for our species survival. It?s validated the contention that human fertility has dropped to the lowest point in recorded history. The numbers say that the human race, as it is now, could become instinct near the end of this century.? ?Doctor Zillow discovered a way to select certain males candidates using the same test you took. The ones who passed were asked to continue to the next phase. Some wouldn?t sign, which was to be expected, but a surprising number of males agreed and currently there are now 5, 6 including me, who have been successfully transformed into complete, functional and fertile females. They have assumed female personas and 2 of them have either given birth or are currently pregnant, present company included. There are 2 mothers who are pregnant again and one who has delivered her second baby. Those two mothers were from a sister program in Europe. There has been a 100% success rate. So you see, we aren?t asking you to be transformed into the other gender for fun, this is a serious undertaking but, in the end, one that will be gratifying for you as well as being admired by all for doing your part in human survival. Plus you will be generously compensated financially.? I was stunned. What she was telling me made some kind of sense but was difficult to grasp the resulting rewards. ?So that IV you were giving me...? ?Female hormones, but not just hormones. Using CRISPR gene editing technology Dr. Zillow has refined the markers to maximize the control of male hormones while dosing extremely high levels of female hormones. It used take a 18 months or so before a former males could be considered 80% female but could not conceive, carry and deliver a living fetus. Dr. Zillow?s treatment remedied that and now it only takes 8 weeks to become a fertile female. That?s why you have noticed the changes so suddenly. Still it took me 12 weeks before I could safely say I was 100% female and capable of impregnation, gestation and delivery. Some girls it takes even longer, depending on the markers.? ?This is crazy. How is this possible? What happens when it?s time to deliver...no, wait a minute, you mean ALL the changes are done in 8 weeks? Are you telling me that in, what, 8 weeks, I will have, um,..?. ?Yes, you will have a vagina, a functioning uterus, ovaries complete with viable ova containing your own DNA. In other words you will have a 100% female body able to have a menstrual cycle, conceive a fetus using sperm from a male partner or artificial insemination, carry that living, breathing fetus to term and deliver and nurse a baby that is genetically half you. Pretty remarkable, I?d say.? I was stunned! Bit was obvious how happy she was in her new life and mission. ?Using nano technology your body will be modified using all of your own parts to create new ones. You will feel discomfort, for sure. It?s weird to feel your body reshaping itself inside you but it does, and it does it rather quickly, in a matter of weeks. There is no surgery, very little recovery time, no need for dilators or even organ-rejectingdrugs. It?s the same you, just a re-assembled you as a female using the power of Estrogen, among other things." ?I suppose there is no chance of backing out of the deal.? I asked. ?Do you think you want to?? she asked. I wasn?t sure what to say. She also pointed out that I had signed but admitted I had not read all the information I was given to review. Obviously I was expected to follow through. ?I guess I?m just asking, for now.? ?Well you can back out but you will have to pay back all funds and the changes that have already happened will most likely be permanent but that is different for everyone.? ?Will I be pretty, like you?? Oops I didn?t mean to say that out loud but I was certainly thinking about it. She gave me a big smile and said, ?Thank you for saying that but how you look after depends a lot on how you looked before. I?d say that judging by your looks now I?m quite sure you will be a very pretty girl. The software is programmed to ?assemble? for lack of a better word, faces and features that has been determined to be appealing to most men. ?Wow, you really think I'll be pretty?? ?Sure, you are handsome now so why wouldn?t you make a pretty girl, a beautiful brunette, even.? Well I guess I could consider this was good news, that I was probably going to be pretty but, permanently? I?d have periods, cramps, all that female stuff plus get pregnant. I guess that means I?d have to do it with a guy! I might soon be attractive to men and then want one to make me pregnant! I was getting dizzy with all this news. ?And by the way, if you read all the fine print it says that if all goes well, meaning you become a fertile female you will be receiving a $10,000 bonus. You will also receive $2,500 a month for as long as you stay with TIPS. In addition to that, a successful pregnancy is $20,000. If you happen to deliver twins or more each additional child will be worth another $10,000 each, so you see this program will ensure that you and your future children will have monetary support from this program.? That amount of money was hard to fathom. Obviously I will have to follow through and complete the program but I have to decide if shedding my previous life and persona and start a new life with a totally different outlook is a good choice. What do I know about being female? I mean, I?m a guy through and through, or I was 2 weeks ago. What if I finish the program and find out I don?t like being a woman or am not attracted to guys? I asked Josie if we could skip today?s session so I could think about what it all means. ?Of course, but the timing is critical so we would like to know your final decision by tomorrow.? Then she added, ?If you leave the program now we can?t insure that the changes that have already occurred will totally revert to your former self and, as I mentioned before, all the funds that you have already earned will need to be reimbursed.? I swallowed hard. This would certainly be a life-changing decision whichever choice I made. To be continued