Shaniquah's life had changed drastically. Her parents went from wealthy lawyers to retail workers, and as a result she had to take out a sizeable student loan to pay for her degree. That also changed from prelaw to a double major in African Studies and Gender Studies. Sadly, Sandra was straight, so her girlfriend was downgraded to her best freind, which was good because all of her old friends from Buchannon Private Academy had ceased to know her, and she made very few friends at Public School 37 either for being Black, into girls or both. Despite being frred of her previous privlege, Shaniquah still felt rather priveleged. After all, she was able to afford going to college thanks to her high SAT scores, and she was able to pass for a Straight woman in a pinch. While her new friends at the Afro-Lesbian Alliance told her not to feel bad about being sucessful and to just be herself, she knew what to do.
Shaniquah went back to the Soda store.
"Excuse me! I was wondering if there were any options that could make me transgender or neuroatypical, ideally both?" She asked a store clerk. "Well of course we have transgender sodas, thats what all of them do! As for-" "No", Shaniquah interupted, "I mean sodas that transform your body while keeping your gender identity intact, so you could be trans. I came here two weeks ago and in the ensuing time my gender identity has shifted from man to woman, and thats a problem." "How?" The Clerk asked, "Do you WANT to suffer crippling gender dysphoria? Half the people who come here do so to cure it and you wanna subject yourself to that pain WILLINGLY!" "Of course, I initially came here to elimanate my privelege as a white man, and now I want to remove my cis and neurotypical privelege." Shaniquah self-rightously retorted. "Look lady, I dont think you know what you're getting into, I used to be trans and-" The Clerk was inturupted by her headset "Okay?" "Because thats literally self-harm" the Clerk ultimatley shrugged and sighed "Yes boss, the customer is always right." "Okay mam," the Clerk said in a forced monotone "my boss has just told me that they are developing a new soda that is just what you're looking for, and is willing to give it to you for free if you sign a liability waver". Shaniquah eagerly signed the forms while the Clerk went into the back room and came back with a clear liquid in an unmarked flask. "Dont worry about the lack of color, all our soda's are artificially colored". Shaniquah downed the whole thing in one gulp and then...