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SUNDAY
In the morning, I put on a t-shirt and leggings. They were very
comfortable. I can see why women liked them. It was going to be a chill
sort of day before I start the new week.
After breakfast, I said goodbye to Emily. I thanked her for everything.
Especially the expensive clothing bill she shouldered. She gave me a big
hug and wished me luck with everything.
When it was just me and Speckles, I pulled out my phone and started
drafting my message to Kathy.
"Hi Kathy. I'm finally ready to talk." Short. Simple. To the point.
After I hit send I walked to my computer and I started typing up my blog
post.
"The Week I Became Erin" is what I called it.
I detailed my experiences with people I knew and strangers. I left out
the whole drug trial thing and how long the transformation took. I talked
about the makeup trial, my experiences with Sierra, the clothing I bought
with Sierra and Emily, and the To-Do list that Emily and I worked on. I
re-read it a few times, and published it.
It was around 11 am and I was getting hungry. I decided to drive to
Panda Express. I was craving some Orange Chicken.
I pulled into the parking lot and walked into the store. I noticed a guy
who walked past me, holding a bag of food checking me out. His eyes were
glued to my chest. As we passed I turned around to see his eyes now
glued to my ass. He didn't take his eyes off my ass until he ran right
into the door, spilling his soup. I giggled to myself.
Did I just giggle? I think I did. Maybe this can be fun. I'm still not
attracted to men, but I guess they're attracted to me. I don't blame
them. I'm attracted to me as well.
I ordered Orange Chicken with Black Pepper Angus Steak and Chow Mein to
go. When it was ready, I took the bag and returned to my car.
On my way back, I saw that black van following me. I decided to take a
different way home, and I managed to lose the van. What's with these
guys? They're everywhere!
I pulled into my driveway and got out of the car. I put my Chinese food
on my porch as I fiddled with my keys. Behind me I heard a voice.
"Aaron? We'd like to speak with you."
I saw two men in black suits walking up my driveway.
Shit. I dropped my keys and started running around the outside of my
house. The two men started chasing me.
"Wait, we just want to ask you a few questions," one of the men said.
Bullshit. I've watched plenty of movies where men in suits come to "ask
questions."
I rounded the corner in my backyard and found a shovel that Kathy had
been begging for me to put away for weeks. I ducked around the corner,
grabbed the shovel with two hands and slammed the head of it into the
first chaser who rounded the corner.
The chaser collapsed as the shovel made a clang. I kept running.
I heard the guy yell, "Fuck!"
I continued running as the second guy was right behind him. I was back
in the front again, and I picked up a pot of wilted Mums that Kathy put
out a month ago. I threw it at my chaser.
The pot didn't break as it turned upside down and dumped soil all over
him. He looked pissed. Shit. In the movies pots break over people's
heads.
My chaser threw the plastic pot aside and managed to grab my arm and pull
me in.
"Let go of me," I said as he wrapped my arms up. I couldn't move. "I'm
going to scream!" I said. But that's when he cupped my mouth. Maybe I
shouldn't have told him my plans of screaming.
I was flailing, and kicking my legs, when the second chaser who had a
bloody nose came and held my legs together.
They dragged me into my house and threw me down on my couch. Speckles,
not much of a guard dog, barked at them, but one of the men locked her
into another room. Speckles continued to bark.
"Sit down and stay still," one of my attackers said.
My mind was racing so fast. If I run quickly to the kitchen, maybe I
could grab a kitchen knife.
"Are you Aaron or Kathy?" the guy covered in potting soil asked.
"Neither" I replied. I don't know who these guys think they are, but
they're not getting answers from me.
"You must be Aaron then."
"Yeah? Do I look like an Aaron?" I gestured at my body.
A third suited gentleman came into my house. Soiled guy turned to him.
"Take his blood. Make sure he's not contagious."
"Hey now," I said. "You never even asked me my preferred pronouns."
Bloody nose guy held me down on my couch as the third guy rolled up my
sleeve.
"Hey I don't like needles."
He poked the needle in me, taking a vial of blood. He walked out of the
house.
There's only 2 of them in the house. Maybe I can take them.
"Are you going to be cooperative now?" Soil guy said throwing me a Band-
Aid for the puncture wound.
"Cooperative?" I said tossing the Band-Aid aside. "You attacked me. You
want me to be cooperative?"
"We just want to ask you some questions. You ran and attacked us. We'll
ask you questions and we'll let you go."
"But you've been creeping on me for 2 days. You deserved it."
"No we haven't," he said. "This is the first visit we've made to you."
"Then what's with that black van I've been seeing everywhere. Like that
one over there!" I pointed at the black van in my neighbor's driveway.
My interrogator looked and laughed. "You mean the Amazon Prime van?" he
said. "Our car is over there," Through my window I could see a white
sedan sitting in my driveway with the needle guy at the trunk doing
something.
Was I just being paranoid this whole time thinking a delivery van was
chasing me? "You just want to ask me questions?"
"That's all we want. As long as you're cooperative."
"Fine. Ask away and then leave. Stop poking me with needles too."
I heard my phone which was on the floor start buzzing.
"Can I get that? It might be my girlfriend. Or my sister. Or my
friend. Or maybe it's this Aaron guy you're looking for."
"You're not cooperating."
"Fine. Ask your questions," I started to rub my wrists where they had
grabbed me and held me.
"Where is Dr. Fry?"
"I don't know. I haven't seen him since Wednesday. Hopefully he didn't
die in that fire."
"Do you know who set the fire?"
"What? No. I assume you and your goons did that. Maybe you wanted to
burn the evidence."
"Evidence of what? We're trying to investigate how that happened. We
have reason to believe it might be sabotage. Arson."
Yeah. OK. "I tried to call him Thursday. I tried to see him Friday. I
was unsuccessful. If you see him, tell him that he owes me $1000. I
have his business card in my car if you want it."
"What do you know about Dr. Frys work?"
"Only that he is trying to change men to women."
"Is that the extent of it?"
"Yeah I guess. I personally know one trans woman who would love for this
drug to go to market."
"You don't think this drug is dangerous?"
"Isn't every drug dangerous? You know. You're feeling lonely and horny
one night, and you just broke up with your hand, or maybe your dick isn't
doing it for you. You smoke a joint, take a hit of Drug 1350. Instant
party! Woo!"
"You're being uncooperative again," Bloody nose guy said.
I rolled my eyes.
"How long have you been working for him?" Soil guy continued.
"Working for him? I'm a trial participant."
"Really? Our records show that there are no clinical trials for their
experiments. If you're not working for him, why did you take the drug?"
"They were offering two grand for trial volunteers. I needed the money."
"But there is no trial. How did you find out about the drug."
"I walked up to the receptionist. I said I was here for the trial. Give
me money."
"You walked up to an unknown clinic and you changed your gender for the
money?"
"I thought I was doing a COVID vaccine trial. I didn't know what the
line was for. Well... there wasn't really a line. Everything I know
about the trial, the receptionist and Dr. Fry told me.. They gave me
something to read. I didn't read it."
"Again, there was never a trial. You walked up to a lab and volunteered
to take an experimental drug?"
Both guys started laughing. Soil guy continued, "Let me get this
straight. You walked up to a random window, agreed to whatever they were
doing and didn't read any of the waivers? And they gave you a crazy
story about clinical trials?"
"Well, I certainly don't think it's very funny. You try growing breasts
and watching your balls get sucked up into your body- and see how you
like it!"
My interrogators kept laughing at me. I was more annoyed than I was
embarrassed. These guys have worn out their welcome.
"This guy doesn't know anything. Is he safe to let go?" Bloody nose guy
said.
The 3rd guy from the car came back into my house. "No trace of the drug
in his.. or rather her.. system any more."
"You're free to go," Soiled guy said. He handed me a business card.
"Let us know if Dr. Fry resurfaces."
"What about my $1000?" I asked.
He laughed. "You're lucky you got any money. Or rather, you're lucky
you're still alive after getting injected with an experimental compound."
"He's lucky he's alive after hitting me with a shovel," Bloody nose guy
chimed in.
"She," I yelled back at him.
All three men left my house.
I picked up my phone from the floor. The missed call was from Sierra.
All of this excitement made me forget how hungry I was for a moment. My
heart was still racing. I retrieved my Panda Express from the front
porch and set it on the counter.
Do I tell Sierra about my uninvited guests? I decided against it. They
left, I don't want anyone to worry about me.
I called her back.
"Hey Erin," she said when she answered.
"Hey. What's up?"
"Just calling to check up on you. To see if you've heard from Kathy."
"No not yet. How about you? How are you doing?"
"Darcy and I have another date tomorrow night. I'm really excited."
"That's awesome. You two make a very cute couple."
"Thank you. I owe it all to you."
"You're very welcome."
We chatted a little bit more, before we let each other go.
My heart rate finally leveled off and I got really hungry. I opened up
my well deserved and well earned Chinese food and started eating it.
Only a few bites in I got full. I wonder if my stomach or appetite
shrunk from this transformation too. I haven't been nearly as hungry
lately.
* * *
Twenty minutes later, I was antsy. It was still mid afternoon and I was
bored. There's nothing to watch on TV. I could call Sierra and see what
she's up to, but since I already spent the previous two nights with her,
I figured I'd let her get her own alone time.
I decided to take a drive up to the mountains. If I go now, I can watch
the sunset.
I grabbed a hoodie for myself and Speckles' leash and we both got into my
car and drove to Cades Cove, a park in the mountains that Kathy and I
would go to often.
I parked the car and then me and Speckles got out and started hiking
along the trail. I found the spot that Kathy and I always stopped at.
It was a gorgeous view of the west. The fall sun was already low in the
sky. I sat down on a nearby log and just stared off into the distance
alone with my thoughts.
Speckles laid down at my feet.
The setting sun was warm on my face. It was nice.
I missed Kathy. I checked my phone again. No messages from Kathy. Sure
I got plenty of notifications from everyone else. Responses to my
Instagram posts. Responses to my blog posts. The person I really wanted
to talk to wasn't responding.
I'm not usually one to meditate, but I was in the mood for it. It's been
a crazy day. An even crazier week. I feel like I just need a reset and
to find some inner calm.
I gazed at the sunset, eventually closed my eyes and zoned out to the
sounds of the wind, birds, and just the sounds of nature. When the sun
finally set, it started to get cold, so Speckles and I hiked back to the
car.
* * *
When I got home, I curled up on my couch with the throw blanket and
scanned my phone.
I saw Emily post to her Facebook the picture of us from last night. "I
was so happy to spend Saturday with my new sister, Erin," This brought a
smile to my face. I'm so happy that Emily has accepted the new me.
I continued checking my phone the rest of the evening. Waiting for any
indication that Kathy's ready to talk. Nothing. Finally I went to bed,
ready to start the new week.
* * *
MONDAY
It's Monday morning. It's been a full week since I got injected with the
experimental drug. Looking back on the past week is crazy. I started
last Monday as an unemployed man. Today I'm a woman with a new job.
I pulled out some new work clothes and new underwear I got over the
weekend- my new black skinny jeans, and a new black shirt I got. With all
of the new clothes I got I almost wish that the grocery store had a cuter
uniform.
Yeah, I never have thought that a week ago, I did appreciate how I looked
in the mirror. I had a great body, and I wanted to flaunt it.
After showering, getting dressed and tending to Speckles, I sat down with
my breakfast and read through the comments to my blog.
I had a whole bunch of positive feedback. In fact, the number of
followers grew. One person commented that they enjoyed my description of
my transition better than my movie reviews. I actually got a person who
was a representative for a makeup company said they were going to send me
some free samples to try out and review. That was cool.
I went through, thanking everyone for their feedback and well wishes.
And of course, I said I'd take the makeup rep up on their offer. I like
free stuff. I snuck a peek and the clothing bill Emily paid for this
weekend. All of that stuff was NOT cheap.
* * *
When I arrived at work, those who I passed welcomed me back. I got a lot
of smiles. A lot of "Hi Erin!" and "Welcome back Erin!" Some thanked me
for getting Mike tossed. Though I felt a little weird about that seeing
as it wasn't really my plan to lure him into groping me. The assistant
manager - or rather former assistant manager, Ruth was promoted to
manager. She was happy about Mike getting canned too, obviously.
Today I was learning how to be a cashier. I've done retail once in my
20s. But being a grocery store cashier was a whole other level. Produce
doesn't have barcodes. You either have to find the sticker with the
produce number or memorize it.
I ran into Sierra.. or rather Ben who was doing his own cashier training.
I did pull him aside and ask how he wanted me to refer to him at work.
He replied that he wanted to be Ben at work for the foreseeable future.
He wanted to come out to his family first before coming out to our co-
workers.
Ruth directed me to shadow Darcy all morning. I spent the morning
watching her and learning the ins and outs of being a cashier. Where to
look up produce prices, how to apply coupons and discounts, and all of
that fun stuff.
By lunch time I got to work at my own register. I was slow at first. I
had a rough time identifying some produce I've never bought before.
Thankfully no customers were dicks about it.
Since that was really the first time I've really been out in public with
people around for a longer period of time, I did notice a number of male
customers checking me out. "Yo, eyes up here, buddy," I was flattered,
but it was also weird and disgusting at the same time. Did I do that to
women when I was a man?
At lunch time, I was eating with Ben and Darcy. I actually felt like a
third wheel, but I didn't mind. Ben and Darcy were talking about their
favorite bands and TV shows. They talked a little about their date later
tonight. Ben was saying he only had two outfits. Darcy was excited to
see the second one. They didn't tell me where they were going, but Ben
obviously had to make arrangements with me to stop at my place to get
dressed. I was OK with that. I was feeling a little lonely, and could
use the time to practice makeup with Sierra.
I casually checked the time. This is about the same time a week ago that
I was at the clinic. So it's been a full week since my world was turned
upside down. I let out a quiet sigh, trying to not let Ben and Darcy see
that I was feeling down.
Just then my cell phone rang.
I checked it. It was Kathy. I eagerly answered it.
"Hello? Kathy?"
"Hi Erin," she said. "I'm ready to talk."
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