Say yes to everything.

"Well he did help me out he must love me." You say wistfully, hormones racing.

"So you really want all of it?" She asks, adding, "Are you sure? If so I need you to sign and imprint here."

"Yes I am sure." You answer, sign your name, and give your print.

"All right." She gives you a second injection and your head starts spinning. Dizzy you lie back and close your eyes. "Heart rate elevated, doctor come in here the patient may be having a bad reaction."

A couple of blinks later another woman's voice asks, "Can you tell me your name?"

"Alex." You say noticing a change in your voice.

"Where are you? What are you doing?" She asks.

"I am at the clinic in New Tokyo, I am getting prettier, I think you should report that guy, I think he wants me to be a stupid slut, that's not right."

"No, no it isn't. You silly girl." You feel a soft hand on your cheek, "Doctor is she okay."

"Well the tests appear to indicate some loss of intelligence, but she seems aware. Have her do a balance and coordination test, and an psych exam, if anything indicates a problem we will see what we can do. For now you heard her, report the asshole that paid for this."

"Right away." The hands return to your face. "Rest for now I'll be right back."

A day and a lot of tests later you find yourself in a room, your cute boots no longer fit so they sit beside you on a chair. Your panties and pants being ultra stretchy to begin with fit just fine, just a bit differently. As for your shirt, with a slight adjustment of the bow clasp it actually fits better now and your tits look and feel amazing.

The nurse sits there typing on a screen for a while while you wait. "Okay, well Alex I have some good and bad news. The good, your body seems to have taken the adjustment just fine, no complications, with the reduction of muscle mass as well as fat you are now a little to light at 97 lbs and I would like you to eat a lot, especially protean and even a lot of carbs till you get that up to 110 at least. I have to admit I am very pleased with your new flexibility, the new you does seem to be a bit healthier for that I suppose. The bad, we guess a loss of twenty or so iq with the hardest hit area in your mathematical and science aptitudes. We didn't detect a noticeable loss in memory, though you don't seem to remember why you came to New Tokyo."

"I think I wanted to get pretty. My dad would never approve."

"That is what you said, but calling around we found a man from the hotel that had a bag of yours as well as a credit card to replace your lost luggage. In that we found a letter from Nova Securities offering you a job. Do you remember this?"

"No, I couldn't work security." Then after a pause you ask, "Could I?"

"Not for me to decide. They have been informed when we reported the other officer and it would seem they have an interview set up for you in 4 hours. Not exactly giving you a lot of time to put your things in order so it may just be a formality, but it is there if you want."

"What do you think I should do?" You ask. Then suddenly remembering the sauna incident you say, "I should have drank his cum."

"Who's? What?" She asks stunned. "I think you should get some sensible shoes, a normal shirt, and get your ass to the interview. If you don't I would bet anyone you will be a prostitute hooked on **** within a month."

Spotting the card and bag you grab it, "What an ugly bag. Oooh, how much on the card?"

"300 credits. Plus the hotel has offered you a room for a week if you want it. Hoping you loose it back to them in the casino I would guess." She stands, hands you a pair of cheap thong sandals, and gives you a warm hug. "Good luck Alex. Remember go to the interview, I set your alarm in your Novacom to remind you."

"Thanks." You say and giver her a little kiss. For a second you linger but as you open your mouth and suck the tip of her tongue she breaks away, blushes, and leaves the room. Dropping the sandals, you step into them, grab all your stuff and walk out the door with a new sexy little self.