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Chapter 4 by takacube takacube

She chose...

Blue Choice Clone Pill

Sandra placed the package on the table and slid it in front of him. "It's a choice clone pill, something that I picked up when I looked at the material." She twirled a finger in her hair before she leaned back in the chair. "Don't even know anything about the kid but figured that it would be a nice shot to get out and not have to deal with a random mutation or some shit like that."

Harold nodded and then looked at the picture of the person she would become. "Isn't he a bit young for you?"

She shrugged. "Don't want to turn into some over the hill dud, that's for sure. Besides, if the point is to start a new life, I want to start over as someone young and not have to worry about anything like that. Besides, I paid extra to the company to get paperwork all lined up for me." She slid out a package and placed it down on the table next to her. "Family, education, background, financials...everything set up so that I can pop this pill and tomorrow pick up life as this person," she waved her hand over the picture, "and say goodbye to this one," she gestured to herself.

"How does this work, exactly?" he asked, finding the words a bit hard to come by. Sandra, though, was excited and spent the next few minutes explaining the basic genetics behind the pill and how she would have her body change, down to DNA level, into this person. Age-wise, she would become this person's age, a pure age reduction, and any traits that this person had, she would have. That meant that she would be biologically male, with all male characteristics. She would definitely be able to procreate, that was part of the process, and the ability to have intercourse was something she highlighted multiple times.

"You would be straight then?"

She laughed at that question. "I'm not sure on the specifics, if I would be influenced by genetics or if I would still find men attractive... but this is a different age, dear, if I became gay, I would be a gay man." Sandra looked at the packet again and then placed her hand on his. "I want this, Harold. Do you understand?"

He nodded, knowing better than to disagree with her as she had made up her mind on a lot of things that was best not challenged for sanity sake. "New life, I get it."

****

The next day...

Who to follow: Sandra or Harold?

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