Refuse to Strip.

"I'm really uncomfortable doing that, Mr. Anderson," you say.

He gets up and walks over to you, crouching in front of you so he's at eye level with you. "You shouldn't be embarrassed, Parker. I've seen many people being transformed by the Process. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

He reaches over and starts unbuttoning your shirt. Uncomfortable, you push his hands away. "I'll do it myself." Quickly you finish unbuttoning and lay your shirt on the chair behind you.

Looking you over Mr. Anderson looks at Belinda. "I thought you said he had started the Process."

"Oh, believe me daddy, he has. He's become much more manly since he's arrived. I mean, just the difference between when he arrived and today..." Belinda trailed off looking suddenly shy.

Her father arches his eyebrow at her. "I see you have been keeping close tabs on him then, very interesting. Well then Parker," he says turning back to you, "it will be nice to have another man around the house, but I have to do a full examination nonetheless. Would you take your shoes and socks off for me?"

Grateful for the reprieve, you bend over and take off your shoes and socks. He inspects your feet with great interest and then turns to your hands, turning them over and inspecting them.

"Okay, would you take off your pants and boxers now?" Mr. Anderson asks.