The agency (Clone, Passion, Xperimental)

"...of all the stupid ideas you've had over the years..."

Michael simply leaned back in his chair and looked across the table as his wife of 20 years, Abigail, eyed the box in the middle warily. He had explained earlier what the box contained and why he had gone through with the purchase, highlighting the simple truth that was plain as day: They needed money.

It didn't hurt his case to point out that the bulk of their debt was from her family, as they had signed as a guarantor for her father's business only for the old man to abscond with some floozy to Haiti and go off the radar. Debt after debt rained down on them and the stack of bills sitting next to the computer only seemed to know one way of growing: Up.

She sighed again and sat back and looked at him across the table, returning his glance with one of her own. "I suppose you had a chance to think this through? I heard so many fucked up things about these pills."

"Sure, so have I. But what choice do we have? We need to cover $50,000 by the end of the month or the house is gone. I'm sorry but this house has been in my family for 5 generations, I'm not losing this without going down. Literally, in this case," he chuckled at the double entendre and even Abigail had to cover a laugh. "Besides, these are the trial packs. If we bomb, we think of something else. But if I'm right..."

"...we run the risk you get stuck as some floozy and we're back at square one?"

He shrugged and leafed through the X-Change pamphlet. "Better cum than a bum."

She rolled her eyes. "How many of these do you have?" She held up a hand and stopped him. "Never mind, don't want to know." She opened the container and looked at the individual packets inside the box, each marked with a label and a number. "All these are basic, right? They last for 24 hours?"

"Yeah, made sure to go for a sample variety pack. There are 5 types: Oral, Passion, Clone, and two experimental ones: Denial and MILF. I also added a second compound, a random racial change element to it, so each time I take a pill, I will become a woman of a different ethnic background. Gives us a sample diversity."

After a few more minutes of talking, she looked at Michael. "So, what's your plan?"