A new look.

His room was more of a mess than he left it. She has searched it for any usable piece of clothing. "I know sorry, The fuck was he thinking." She turned around. "Denis can be as thick as pig shit some times." Danny was silent. "He bought you a ton of good stuff. But its all super fem. What dose he think your some sort of princess? How the fuck are you meant to pull off any of this." She threw him some underwear. "Put them on." They were bright pink, a pair of boy shorts and a Chesgt band to catch. "What's the point in this?" he held it up. "Make men want to fuck you. She lifted he mesh shirt. She had one as well. "Trust me you're not going to need a real bra. it's got no support, more like avail for your chest." He put on the boy shorts and pulled the bra over his head. It was elasticated. and hugged his chest. "Why does it have to be pink." she smiled. "It's. your colour, Pretty pink. You'll grow into it." She handed him a matching strip of lace. "Goes on your neck. It'll take attention away from your Adam's apple." He took a step back. She didn't like that. In a quick motion, she grabbed him in a headlock forcing it on him. "Ahh fuck, And you call me a bitch." It was uncomfortable not tight enough to be a bother but noticeable. She finished with tight stonewashed jeans and a white crop top. "Feel free to call me one. I'm not soft like you." She gives him a look like she would force him into it. The jeans were tight and his stomach felt cold and exposed. "Looking, good princess. Imagine when you're done? you'll be beating boys off with a stick." He didn't like that. "Fuck no. Call me bitch or something." She laughed. "No, I'm bitch now your princess. Freinds need nicknames."

He sat on his bed. "What does that mean? when I'm done?" She sat next to him. "The pain in your temple?. Did you not pay attention in history class?" He shook his head. he wasn't a good student. "The Russians won the race for the solution, They came up with the treatment. unethical as shit but They messed with a jellyfish, extracted some stuff. or something added hormones. I want the best in history ether." She laughed. "They inject that into your brain. It regresses you and forces second poverty. Your hips will widen. Might lose a few inches and it fucks with your bones. There are minor kidney and liver damage but in a year or two it will heal up." He sighed and lay back. "Just adding to the pile of shit that is my life." She slapped him on the stomach. "Hay. This shit stopped riots, woman trafficking and Slavery for god sake. We make up one-third of the female population." She smiled. "Yeah, you're a girl. by the standard of the movement. Imagine if there were three men to every woman. what would Hailys future look like?" He was silent and sat up. "I. I mean. I don't." She patted him on the back. "It's necessary. Besides, there are perks. men buy you drinks, Women are so grateful, and if you're not into men some get really wet for bois." She relaxed next to him. "I mean they lived years of fear. and I get to fuck straight guys. Win-win." He looked at her. "Come on. You're gay. or were." She pushed him over. "Yeah. but think about it. The ability to have a family is a privilege now. I don't want to go to fuck a girl or get one pregnant." She shuddered. "So I saved a guy, someone might have a family, a little kid. I'm a fucking hero." She slapped her chest. "Besides you get used to it. The clothes are nicer than the guys. and there are more straight guys to choose from. Not that I'm on the market any more." She smiled cheekily. "Live your life. You had a choice taken away, but you gave Haily a chance to live a decent life." He nodded. and pushed her over. "Hey! you can't just push a girl." He smiled for the first time in what felt like forever. "Well, I can now. Can't I bitch." She smiled and got him in a headlock. "Don't step up if you're a weak-ass, catfights are brutal." She laughed and let him go showing him well-tended and sharp nails. "Some bitches will claw your eyes out." She was an aggressive, and abrasive but nice person. "Do we get weaker? I can't afford to lose muscle mass." He meant it like a half-joke. "Yeah. We do shit in the Olympics, Better grow those nails." That didn't inspire confidence. "You didn't say why you got the full treatment." He looked at her, Sadness clear in his eye's. "For Haily. why else"