Walking down the road, you find yourself going deeper into the city, despite your conscience saying it best to go to places of lower population. The only reasoning you really have is that it'd serve as good teaching to see all of this world's transplants for yourself. Turns out, that would end up being better anyway, for one of the public transplants was actually going on at this time. Taking place in the city's square, televised for those wanting to see, a group of young couples were happily going up to a platform for. Atop the platform was what was undoubtedly a government official of some sort; a bearded gentleman's head, with pink lipstick on, on a petite caucasian woman's body. Wearing a very tight pant suit that pressed against his cute ass, he was holding a microphone to address the gathered crowd.
"Greetings, happy couples. Today is another day of unity!" The official said, with his high pitched voice. "We will bring together more soul mates so that they will achieve joy together!" Couples from down the platform's stairs were gestured up, and they obliged, holding hands and smiling. "And now, bring forth the machine!" A small crane on the side of the platform lifted up what you could only assume was the device that performed the transplants. "Please, step in!" The official told the couples, as they all went in one by one. The machine was completely dark colored, so that no one could see what happens inside, even the couples had blindfolds put on. 'Guess they don't want anyone knowing how it works.' You realize.
After a few minutes,for each couple, one person comes out. The female's body with the man's head on top. He has the woman's lips in place of his original and always a look of pleasure. "Now, I know you're tempted to get to work, but please keep that in the bedroom!" The government official joked, making the audience laugh. Over time, all of the couples have been transplanted; you could only wonder how they would end it. "And before we finish, we will now provide the procedure for those who wanted to be left out of heaven's gate. Let us make sure they aren't left behind!" The official shouted, bringing forward just on woman. A tall latina, probably 6 and a half feet tall, wearing a blue bikini and white flip flops was forcibly brought up the steps. Her breasts were enormous, most likely a size F at least, and her lovely ass was shaking around. Trying to straighten out her luscious, smooth legs, there was nothing she could do to stop this. "Let me go! I don't want some creepy guy to control my body!" She pleaded, with tears streaming down her face.
You realized she must be one of the "Nonbelievers" you were told about in the book store. 'So they do force them to go through the transplant. That's just horrible.' You quietly say, though it turned out to be loud enough that people heard you. "Hey! We got another nonbeliever here!" The people around you shout, holding you down as scantily dressed officers grabbed hold of you and pulled you out of the crowd. "How very lucky that you finally get someone we can pair you with. It's been almost a year for you know, hasn't it?" The official loudly asked the sobbing latina. "Wait, h-hold up. I was just kidding!" You say, trying to free yourself from the officers. "Don't worry; it'll all feel so good by the end of it." The officer to your right moans, groping his right breast.
In no time, you and the latina amazon were blindfolded and pushed into the transplant machine. "Let me out; this isn't how I want to end up!" She shouted, as the machine was closed, and the two of you were pressed against each other. "Damn it, I was surviving the time limit. And then you had to come along!" The latina cursed at you, as your face was pressed between her breasts. "I'm assuming that's why he said it was almost a year for you." You replied, understanding that there must be a legal time limit before a nonbeliever is set free for good. "That's fucking right. Thanks a lot for putting me in this predic-" The latina was immediately silenced as a warmth overtook your body. A warmth first on your face, before disappearing. "What?" You quietly ask, noting that the latina's voice escaped your mouth. "No!" You shout, licking your noticeably plumper lips and realizing her mouth was now yours. After that came the warmth from the neck down; this made you lose feeling in every part of your body. A minute later, you had control of arms and legs again, but something was off; parts of your body jiggled and swayed. "Oh god!" You shout, grabbing your new breasts. Sure enough, you now had the latina's body. "Oh my god!" You shout, having a massive orgasm immediately, liquid leaking out of your blue bikini bottom and going down your legs.
You were then brought out of the machine and had your blindfold removed, "Welcome back; I can see that you enjoyed the first second of your new life." The official greeted, and running a finger along your wet, dark skinned thighs. "I hope you two will be happy forever." He said, before lightly pushing you forward, letting you go. 'That's it? I'm free?' You think, shocked. 'That's great, but now I'm stuck like this!' You worry, looking at the tall, voluptuous latina body below your head.