Why not, right.

You take the little paper cup and look at the three colorful pills for a few seconds, “Inner me, eh?” They just smile and hand you a glass of water. At first, nothing, then you are hit with a wave of euphoria and nausea that sends you spinning.

Someone catches you and a voice says, “Don’t worry, when you wake up you will be a whole new person, at a nice fun party, with your dream shemale waiting for you. Nitey nite.”

Your eyes snap open, a cab driver is looking back at you, “We’re re here. You asleep?”

“Ya, I guess I dozed off. How much?”

“Ride was already paid.”

There is a metallic purse on your lap. You fumble it open with long multicolored nails and thin fingers. Hand him a $20 and open the door. “Thanks.” Your throat is dry, scratchy, but the pitch is higher. You climb out. What am I wearing? Your right leg is bare, other than a pair of pink straps around your thigh with little clasps to hold something, and and a 6” platform heel open toe sandal. Your now very tiny, lithe, torso is wearing pink and black straps, a bunch of them, that essentially conceal nothing, and a very small bikini with a pattern that looks like little monster eyes peaking out. Long sleeves cover your arms, and your left leg, though not your foot, it has only a matching sandal. You step out and stand. “Woah.” Your legs are a bit wobbly. There is something on your head. Soft fabric, a hood attached to the sleeves. Your hair is too short to see. You can tell your tongue, nose, and lips are pierced. The cab waits for you to take another step and close the door before pulling away.

A pulsing EDM beat fills the air. A sexy blonde girl, early twenties, in a metallic purple full body stocking with a black bikini underneath, grabs your hand. “Come on sexy. Let’s go in and dance.”

Before you have a chance to say anything another voice calls out, it’s the wrong name, but you still are somehow sure it is directed at you. “Erin, don’t you dare wonder off with that little slut.” Turning you see your Brazilian shemale, just as you ordered her. A name pops in your head. Lara.