Colin sat there thinking of a way out of this situation. Judging by the stone cold scowls of the guardswomen, their plan for the guys wasn't cupcakes and tea. If only he were a woman himself.... wait a second... that was it!
"No wait, stop!" Colin called out, "I want to join you! I've always been a woman deep down inside myself, honest!" Colin pleaded.
The leader rested her elbows on the podium, and her chin on the back of her hand.
"Oh sure... do explain why you're unshaven and wearing male clothes." the leader said investigatively.
"Well, I always hid it from the people I knew, they wouldn't understand, you know? And well, the bimb- infected women invaded my neighborhood and I didn't have time to grab my girl stuff." Colin lied with a half-hearted smile.
The leader squinted extremely hard as Colin sweat bullets in sheer terror.
"Well, I suppose we could get you acquainted here...." the leader started.
'Oh crap, I need a girl name!' Colin thought to himself.
"Uhhh, Callie! Call me Callie Marina!" Colin said as the guards untied him.
"Well Miss Marina, go on, get into your... feminine form." the leader ordered as she walked off.
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Colin couldn't believe what he had gotten himself into. First he was sent to shower up with two bottles: one was Nair to get rid of his body hair and beard, the other was a Mango scented shampoo and body wash. When he came out, he dried off with vibrant teal towels and followed a guard into the dressing room.
He jolted as she grabbed his member.
"Oh sorry... do you want to tuck it away?" the woman asked with a genuine sentiment in her blue eyes.
"Y-Yeah" nervously replied "Callie", as "she" took "her" dong and slid it into position before slipping on a stange rubber thing that made his crotch look like a woman's.
Next, a tape measure was wrapped and extended around his torso.
"Cup size: 75 C." the guard wrote.
She fumbled through a small closet and pulled out a lacy white bra of said cup size with matching white panties. He slipped the panties on and slid the bra straps over his shoulders. The guardswoman clipped the bra from behind and jammed in two extremely soft, squishy lumps that clung to his chest.
"Speciality breasts forms, took them from a warehouse." the guard explained.
"Wow..." Colin said as he got a look at himself. From the neck down, he looked like a gorgeous, albeit plump lady.
"Oh, right, the choker." the guardswoman said as he grabbed the white neck band and tightened it over his throat.
"....Woah!" Colin said as his voice raised up to a more feminine pitch.
"Better?" the buff lady asked.
"Y-Yeah... *hurmph* better." Colin said as he kept up his illusion.
Now that Callie had the body and the voice, "she" was brought over to choose a look. After musing a few moments, she grabbed a set simply labeled...