You google it.

There were many personal recountings of getting slipped an "xchange mickey" come up, each more horrifying than the last. Apparently it was it was a very common practice among burglars and at raves which called it a "pussy flip" mixing X-change and ecstacy together. X-Change had only came out five years ago and the ease and frequency at which people were transforming were starting to disturb many people. There were a few recent news stories about banning it outright, that science had "gone too far with playing god", mostly from religious groups and government agencies.

"Ah, here we go.", you said with a hint of optimism. There was a government link titled "What to do if you've been dosed with X-Change". You couldn't imagine how much this must have been a problem for them. People evading arrest, dodging taxes, getting fake names and fake social security cards. It required filling out a survey, questions like: "How many pills have you taken?" "What type?" "Was it consensual?" Esther was a bit worried about the "was it consensual" bit and talked you out of it. "I know, I know," she said apologetically, "but you know what happens to people that dose other people, even if it WAS an accident." She was right. The law had been getting harsher on **** X-Change cases, especially after a few notable public figures got dosed against their will as a political statement.

Ironically, the popular outcry was too loud and vocal for them to ban it. "Oh my god!", Esther said with a squeak, "you need a girls name! 'Callum' seems like an awfully strange girls name!" "Callie will be fine.", you said, just wanting this nightmare to be over, feeling with every surface of your skin that it won't be. "Callie!", she squealed and hugged you tightly. You just continued searching different links. You did know about places that employed X-Change users with both temporary and permanent changes. It was a bit dangerous though, as Esther demonstrated with the survey question, the above board XChange employers would be asking questions about the context of the change, but the ones that employed "X-Change Illegals" tended to be seedy joints. Most people who were caught in a bind ended up working at such places: night clubs, family owned restaurants, bars, and of course, prostitution.

Your heart sank with that last thought. You had heard the stories and now you were reading them. You had choices, just not good choices. You knew all of accounts, passwords, and logins, but you still needed to find another job, somehow. Not to mention your guy friends who might eventually swing by to ask how you're doing. You decided to text your other friends and cancel going out for drinks because you "have some health stuff I need to take care of, but it's not a big deal." They almost universally responded "that's cool bro". "Phew," you thought, "that will at least give me a couple of months before they try and show up here. Maybe I could lie to them, tell them I'm... my, girlfriend." You absolutely could not tell your friends. They all put up macho fronts. They'd disown you, you'd never see them again. Or worse, they'd try to... You tried not to think about it.

You and the guys had made it a habit of picking up XChange chicks, they were notoriously easy lays. You had always known why. All the other guys knew it in the back of their minds, too, you assumed. "What would it be like to have a woman's body?" People were calling XChange "the second sexual revolution" after the birth control pill. The taboo still remained in large segments of society. It was becoming a common trope that husbands would cheat with their friends as women or wives dissatisfied would give their men a pink pill and **** their husbands to experience being a woman. Ideas swirled in your head and you decided to take Esther with you job hunting. There was an Italian restuarant called "Joe's Italian Restaurant" you saw placing ads, a bar called "the cheeky gent", and a strip club called "the golden flower" that you could tell hired XChange girls. The explicitly placed notice on the ad gave it away: "no experience necessary! hiring new girls all the time! rules strictly enforced!" That last part was obviously to attract women and XChange girls that had their doubts.

You knew working at all three places would get you money, but you suspected the strip club would get you money the most quickly, but on the other hand it was extremely risky you knew given the nature of the place. Unfortunately, you had only paid this month's rent, so money would be a pressing issue. You thought if only you could save up enough rent to were you could essentially hide in your apartment for the next year so there would be ZERO chance of getting knocked up. You felt a twinge of pleasure in your depths with the phrase "knocked up". "No! That can't happen!", you think frustrated at yourself as you and Esther left the apartment and drove to the city.