A new home awaits.

You stare in confusion at the building. It’s an apartment building in the middle of town. “Alright. Come along. I need to get you into the safe house.” The nurse says. “Clearly the medical facility was compromised.”

“More than that. Someone changed what we requested for our new lives...” you assert. “I... Er... I was a man. I never asked for this.” You motion at the curves outlined by you flimsy hospital robe. Your large nipples are clearly outlined against the cotton fabric.

“Yes,” the Asian girl says in thickly accented English, a look of worry on her sexy face. Your son...?

Your former wife and daughter also nod.

The nurse frowns. “No. They’d need A level clearance to do that...” she says. “Oh shit. They must have bribed someone.”

“Can this be reversed?” You ask, concern evident in your feminine voice. “Surely it can...”

“Well... if we had all the original genetic information and full details of your physical and mental modifications...” she shrugged. “... but given the place was being raided by someone... it seems you’re stuck like this. Fortunately the program is compartmentalised. We got away and they don’t know who you are and what you look like. Assuming they were after you which seems likely.”

“We’re stuck like this. Oh god!” You groan. Your former wife puts a comforting hand on your shoulder and you eye him with keen interest.

“I grabbed all your cover ID details - so you can move into them.” She passed each of you a Manila folder.

You open it and frown. “Er. I can’t read this...” you say.

“Me no read either.” The Asian girls says as she starts to cry.

“I can read mine. Oh god...” your former wife says. He grabs yours. “Oh shit.”