I could be my own sister...

"Damn, who would've thought my genes could hide something like this..." Harold muttered silently as he completed the picture process and submitted it to XChange for processing. It would be quick, the documents would be amended to include his picture and then XChange would go back and do editing to help fit things in to reflect the made up history behind his new body. It was a rather thorough package they had purchased and, with the amount of money dropped, he was sure that Sandra had blown a sizeable chunk into their accounts to fund it. He supposed it made sense, though, as Sandra was no more. She didn't need to have funds tied up when her entire life was now ahead of her. Plus, as per agreement, each of them had taken $50,000 to help fund their new lives. The house would be sold as well and money from the sale discreetly placed with their new identities.

"Finished in there?" came a voice and Harold smiled as the screen icon clicked to "received" and he shut down the computer.

"Yeah, just about," he replied, laughing a bit at the sound of his voice being a bit higher pitched than what his mother used to sound like. "You know, I definitely took after Grams here," he continued as he slowly got up from the chair and stretched, his eyes glued to the reflection in the mirror as the blonde woman's body reacted to his moves. In particular, his eyes were glued to the way his breasts moved along with him, something he reminded himself he would be sharing with those around him for the foreseeable future. Not 5 minutes as a woman and already I'm wondering what other people would think about my appearance...

"You sound like it too," Annabeth replied from the bedroom where she had ducked into, though Harold knew from the sound of things that the pill's effects had taken its course as well. She sounded way too deep, too masculine, and the interest at seeing what happened played in his mind. He still wasn't too sure how things would impact their perception of things, especially since the pills often talked about switching mental thought processes as well as behavior patterns. But did it mean that it also changed sexual preferences and gender identity? There was no way, from his appearance in the mirror, that anyone would think he was anything but female. Did that mean that he was viewing things as a woman, with a woman's mind, and a woman's bodily needs?

You're thinking too much already...this is your new life for the next 4 months. Enjoy it! Harold looked at his ass in the mirror and chuckled a bit. He definitely looked better than Sandra ever did, that's for sure. For extra measure, he ran his hand down the curve of his ass and then laughed again, though it sounded way more like a giggle than a full-throated laugh like he was used to having, before he turned and walked slowly out of the bedroom. It took a few moments before he reached the bedroom and then knocked on it. "You alive there?"

"Yeah, come in..."

Harold opened the door and paused. "Woah..."