I approached the old metal door in envy, and knocked on it. To my suprise it was opened immediatly ! Was this a good sign of the begining of something great? I doubt it. There was a women at the door, and she wasnt just a women, but she was A "women". A perfect shaped body, perfect proportioned breast, blond hair to the upper back, and red fingernails. An inviting situation to my downstairs, but not a good time.
"Hello you must be Dean!"
"Woah how did you know that..."
"Our organization likes to ask questions and be prepared! No reason to make you uncomfterable dear."
"Ok thank you... i guess"
"Oh no need for the fuss, come on in, sit down, i must know more about you!"
I found a nice leather recliner placed in across from her desk, typical for an office of this proffesion. As i sat down she put her hand on my knee ... whoah.
"Dont be scared, a proper introduction must be made in order for you to be comfterable" as she pulled her hand away.
"Ok, ok well as you already know my name is dean, and an easy explanation for my situation, your the first conversation i can remember ."
"Ok well im glad for the honor dear, now how about your family"
"Well lets just say my family applies to my latest statement"
"Ok , Ok" as she jotted down notes.
*little did Dean know there were hidden cameras gallore , spying on him, seeing if he was 'just right'*
"Well i will thank you for talking to me, this is really great at pulling stones from my stomach"
"Oh, your welcome, but also i'm sorry"
"Huh" *wtf*
There was no response from here except the ringing in my ears, i started losing vision, and looked for a cause. I felt dizzy, and before passing out i spotted the water i... have.... been.... d... dra... drinking.
In a dreamland, was nothing of dreams but of terror, bad memories, cold sweat, falling persistently, bam! Light. Cold. Walls. Machines. Those were my first impressions, until i heard a voice coming from an intercom.
"Pshycologist, pssh, pssh, quite foolish not following your instincts. Hasn't any one ever told you how "curiosity killed the cat""
"What the fuck is going on and why the fuck am i here!"
"Ok i minus well be honest since your already here, aka your fucked, but thats besides the point" *obnoxious grin*
I yelled for help but no response was given except for my own echo.
"Ok, in a dumbified response, you are a test subject of our association, on body transformation sciences, and how that will affect your brain. Of course we wont take your sentience... or will we. Hah! Dont worry your ours now, and your in for a hell of a ride, so shut the fuck up, and suffer as you may!"
I cried and sobbed for hours till i heard background noises, behind what i assumed to be a one way mirror, and expected the worst. I expected right, and that was all the more fucked up. Gas filled the room, cutting my air off, and sending me to a black abyss...