Kayleigh Quinn, 23-year-old

Andrew slowly awakens to the sounds of machines beeping and pressure building on his right arm as an air pump hisses nearby. Opening his eyes to the natural light from the windows warring with the fluorescents coming from the ceiling. First thing that he notices is the complete lack of pain in his bones that were some of his last memories before blacking out. As he looked around the room he was occupying Andrew realized that he was not in the local hospital where he was taken after the collapse but in the private research facility where the mental transfer was to take place. This told him that his old body must have died and that the transfer had some form of success or he wouldn't be awake now to look around.

While he was still getting his bearing the Surgeon and the generalist entered the room with a couple of female nurses, "Welcome back to the world of the living Mr. Graves. We were starting to worry about how effective the transfer went when you hadn't yet awoken," stated the Generalist Dr. Castillo."

"How long has it been?" Andrew asked realizing his voice was scratchy from a dry throat with a softer tone and higher slightly higher pitch.

"Two Months since you lost consciousness your local hospital and we transferred you to our facility as per the contract," was the response from the Neurosurgeon Dr. Shultz. "The procedure itself went well, all signs except the time it took you to wake were pointing to a solid success. In fact, the healing of the neural tissue from the brain scans shows a remarkably advanced stage of healing beyond what we had even predicted. What we want to do now is perform so motor function and neurological test to see how well you are acclimating to your new self." What followed were simple test such as having Andrew wiggle his toes, lift his arms and other similar simple tests. After the performed what reflex tests they could they wanted to test coordination. They sat Andrew up a little more and the body felt a little strange as it shifted on the mattress but he expected that since he was no longer in his original skin.

Dr. Castillo stepped in with couple of more tests having him place his arms strait out to the sides, rotate them clockwise then counterclockwise, rotate at the wrists and similar tests. "Now Mr. Graves I want you to bring each hand in one at a time and touch the side of your nose please."

As Andrew brought his hands into his field of view he caught sight of the small slender size and lithe fingers and the long, trimmed nails done in an emerald green polish. Having noticed this he immediately looked down along the length of his new body. The first thing he noticed both visually and physically was the pair or breasts and their weight on his chest, immediately followed by the distinct difference in the feeling at his groin. As he is staring at this and trying to cope with the feeling it was bringing up he started to hyperventilate, his blood pressure setting off alarms on the machine as his pulse rocketed up causing him to faint.

He couldn't have been out long as her listened to all of the research team doctors standing off to the side of the room having an Argument. He couldn't separate the voices as to who was who but listed to what they were saying through the sound of blood rushing through his ears. "I told you we should have told him about the doner body before we started the testing," one of them hissed. "Fine, you were right, okay. I just figured it would be better to ensure the body functioned properly before he had to deal with the emotions of his change in age and gender," was the reply. "Either way when he wakes again, I think it best that we have a psychologist on hand to help with the transition and any other issue that may arise," was from yet another voice. The rest of the conversation was lost as he swam in and out of coherence while waking from the faint.

When Andrew fully came round again, without looking down and his new self he asked, "Tell me straight about the new body, just facts about age and such for the moment so I can take this change in steps please?"

Dr. Eliza Patrick, the research scientist from the team spoke up first, "As you already noticed the doner body is female, 23 years of age and in excellent physical health. Tall for a woman at 5'11", weight 145 pounds. Measurements are 32C-22-32. You are remarkable healthy as she had no illness or injury, she passed due to an aneurism."

"Thank You Doctor Patrick for being concise, it's helping me deal with this a little better. I expected to eb closer to my own age and male but after working in investments for so long I know that expectation rarely are accurate predictions," Andrew steadily replied. "Can we get through the rest of the motor control tests and see if I can stand up and walk before we discuss my doner and future any further?"

"Of course, we need to see where you're at now so we can see what treatments and therapy you will need to get you back out into the world," was Dr. Castillo's excited reply. What followed was another two hours of every type of physical test Andrew had ever heard of as well as having medical devices he had neither seen nor heard about before used to test his body in every way possible. At the end of that two hours he was aided in sitting at the side of his bed and standing. Once on his feet he was able to slowly walk across the room and back to the bed. That short trip had left him feeling a little winded and his muscles a little sore and Andrew communicated this to the team. Dr. Castillo responded again with, "that is to be expected and other than the physical therapist coming in daily manually move your muscles they have been unused for the last two month. We expect your strength and stamina to return quickly due to the healthy nature of your body as well as the rate at which your healing had already been progressing."

While sitting on the side of the bed john spotted a full-length mirror with a cover over it sitting in the corner of the room, pointing to it Andrew asked, "may I have the room to myself for a few minutes so I can see myself as I am now before we progress any further?"

Dr. Patick was the one to provide the answer, "with your energy and strength currently so low I would recommend having someone remain to assist you and as you are now a young woman I would volunteer or recommend one of the nurses to assist you."

Andrew hung his head, "That will be fine and I'd like the young lady," pointing at a nurse appearing in her late 20s to early 30s not remembering that he was now younger than her, "aid me." Everyone but the nurse left the room so that Andrew could do what he wanted at the moment. "Please bring the mirror a little close to the bed that way if there are any problems we can get me back into it quickly."

The nurse walked over to grab the mirror and pulled it across the room easily s it was on wheels. "My name is Klaudia Mr. Graves and it's my pleasure to help you, what do you want to do?" she asked as she removed the cover from the mirror.

Andrew was dumbstruck by face he saw in the mirror looking back at him. It was the most amazingly gorgeous women he had ever set his eyes upon, the kind of woman that no matter how much confidence he previously had Andrew would still be unable to approach her and not just because she was last than half his age. The face was that of a goddess among mortals and that was with no make-up, just her natural beauty. He raised his hand to his face and saw the movement matched by the reflection. He just stared for a few minutes trying to let it sink in that this was his new self. Andrew felt a wash of deep sadness that such a life was cut so short just so that he could continue his, tears were flowing steadily from the eyes in the mirror as he was unable to look away, the image before him turned blurry. He could hear sounds like someone talking to him but couldn't pull himself from the sight before him. "Andrew!!!! Answer me now or I'm bringing the doctors back in," yelled Klaudia.

Snapping his attention away from the mirror he looked Klaudia in the eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm okay. I just wasn't expecting to be so young and so gorgeous. I also could help but be sad that while I now live in this body that someone so young had to die that I may live." He took the tissues Klaudia was holding out for him and wiped the tears from his face. He quickly looked back into the mirror for a few seconds just to confirm that he truly saw there. https://qph.fs.quoracdn.net/main-qimg-0ffd0d55963f190deb98487c11c5c4c6

"Help me get this hospital gown off and let me see the rest of this new body before I chicken-out please Klaudia?" Klaudia came over and helped untie the gown, removing it and placing it on the bed beside Andrew. "Thank You."

"You're quite welcome. Are you sure about this next step, I'm concerned after the way you stared into the mirror without responding just looking at your face?"

"I'm sure, please help me stand up. Stay between me and the mirror until I have my feet under me and then just turn to the side so you can catch and guide me back to the bed if the need arises. I need to do this now or it will be days before I can gather the courage to do it, if at all." Without another word Klaudia aided him in standing up and steadying his feet. She stepped to the side maintaining her grip on his left arm so that she could guide Andrew back into the bed it the need arose. Once again Andrew caught himself staring at the athletic and beautiful body before him, the breasts seemed large but quite perky on this tall lithe frame. The red hair was natural as he could tell by the very neatly trimmed patch just above his crotch. He turned to the side to get a look at the long legs and tight bottom, just taking in what he now looked like. He moved to sit back on the bed as a disconcerting thought crossed his mind, "Klaudia, I've been here for two months so why does it seem that my personal care has not been neglected in that time?"

"That was due to Dr. Eliza and me with the aid of some of the younger female nursing staff. From our own past experience with stays in the hospital it seems that when we care for ourselves and personal hygiene we seem to recover faster. While we are aware of your original gender you are now for all intent and purpose a woman, we ensured that you were well cared for and no male nurses we permitted to be alone with you"

"Thank you again Klaudia and pass my thank on to the rest until I can do so myself," Andrew replied as tears once again came to his eyes. "Are there any clothes other than the hospital gown here that I can put on? I'd like to start feeling more human and less like a medical experiment before we move onto what comes next for me."

"Certainly, some of the nurses saw that Ms. Quinn had come in only in the hospital gown and realized you would need something to wear once you recovered and woke up so we got a few items for you," Klaudia replied as she retrieved the items from the small closet on the wall beside the bed. "We assumed you had no personal experience with bras so we picked out a sports bra and boy shorts for underwear and have a few sets of them and a couple nightgowns and pairs of pajamas so that you can be comfortable while not giving every man that cones through a show." Klaudia aids you in slipping the panties and bra on then holds up one of the night gowns that just a little shorter on the legs than the hospital gown, "I'd recommend the Nightgown for now as it will be more comfortable in the bed than the pajamas, however it is your choice."

"I'll take your recommendation Klaudia, I have a lot to learn about being a woman going forward from here so any head start I can get will help greatly." Andrew shakes his head like clearing some cobwebs, "I guess now would be a good time to talk to the doctors about contacting my family and what will happen going forward. Please call them in," Andrew requested. Within a few minutes the entire research team and the nurses on duty were gathered into the room. "I guess my first question is what is my last name now?

1) Graves

2) Quinn