One of Rachel's Special Interests that she'd had since she was 14 was BDSM, particularly the dominant side of it. She began to have dreams and fantasies about being able to take charge and be in control of someone else for once. However she wasn't entirely certain she wanted this to be permanent. She thought of it as sort of a free trial: try it out for a while and record her thoughts and feelings. If she liked it, she'd come back and make it permanent. If not, she could always try something else. So she wrote down that she'd like a temporary transformation into a Dominatrix.
After ten more minutes of waiting, she was called back to talk to a doctor.
"Hello, Miss Malone. My name's Doctor Sasha Jones."
She handed the doctor her form and sat down in the chair opposite to her.
"So. What brings you in today?"
"Well," Rachel explained.
"For my entire life, I've always felt like I've never really had many choices or could really take control of my life. See, I'm autistic, I was diagnosed when I was 4, and since then all of these adults have been telling me what to do and what not to do and treating me like a child, even now. So I figured that trying my hand as a dominatrix-for-hire could give me....I guess, the experience of being in control for once. But I don't know if I want it to be permanent yet. I'd like to record my thoughts and feelings on it first."
Doctor Jones nodded.
"I see. Are there any questions or concerns that you have about the procedure?"
Rachel wanted to say no, but there were a couple.
"Would I still have my memories while I'm a dominatrix?"
"Only what you'd like to keep."
The second concern she had was huge to her, one she was worried could make or break her career as a dominatrix.
"What if clients don't want an autistic woman as their dominatrix?"
Doctor Jones considered this.
"Well, I'm sure some people are into that, but if it concerns you that much, I can make you irresistable to even the pickiest of subs."
Rachel nodded.
"That'd be amazing."
They discussed through some more details, if she wanted any sort of powers or abilities, what skills she wanted, more specific modifications, what the process was going to be like, signing waivers, etc,. Then finally....
"Okay, follow me to the machines."
Anxious and excited, Rachel got up and followed.
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They entered a room filled with identical, chamber-esque machines. It was early in the day, so there wasn't anyone else inside of the chambers yet. Rachel was flabbergasted. She'd only heard about these machines or seen pictures of them. But this was the first time she was seeing them up close.
"Whoa!" she gasped.
"Pretty amazing, huh?" Dr. Jones smiled as she unlocked one of the chambers.
"Whenever you're ready."
Hesitantly, but also with some excitement, Rachel stepped inside and leaned her back against the padding inside. Dr. Jones shut and locked the door before pulling down the concealment curtain. She implemented the details into the computers, taking only about 2 minutes, and finally, she pressed the activation button.