Patricia stated "How about that Gender Bender Grub? Haven't had breakfast yet."
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Claudia was looking around and then felt a pressure from her lower body and a grumbling from her stomach. She had to remind herself to try to have a more balanced diet along with a better sleep schedule... but for now she had to rush to the bathroom. Her stomach rumbled again, and she cringed a bit. She wouldn't make it to the 5's bathrooms so she'd just have to use the portapotties.
Claudia didn't notice the portapotties were blue and white, and when she entered a random one she noted that it was very clean and didn't smell of shit and chemicals. While Claudia had a good memory it took a second for her to remember what exactly could be behind this. A second was all it took for a gust of wind to blow closed the door, and Claudia heard the latch lock. 81984... Chronopotty... When did they take it out to test it?
The question was irrelevant as was whatever change she'd be exposed to as Claudia prepared to do her business. Her only hope was she wasn't made too young or senile.
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Claude had a feeling there was some sort of conspiracy going on. Most everyone around had messed up heads, but the employees seem to either be less foggy or clear. Then there were those two teens... One was really messed up, but it felt like there might be something beyond that mess he didn't want to touch. The other... reminded him of some websites he found and then vowed never to touch again. At least that's what he thought as a pre-pubescent kid. Besides that vaporization? When the two huddled together to whisper he could see easily into Quincy's mind. An older woman in a lab coat had ordered something and then people were vanishing into mist before everything else they had seeming to blur out of existence.
Whatever was going on... hopefully sis was safe.
"Claude, Quincy wants to know what you want to eat!" Quincy stated.
"One order of fried orders for me. A corndog for a friend..." Patricia asked as he looked over to Claude
He was about to try to read their minds to see if there was some trick, but was on the spot and panicked and said "Some nachos?"
"And some Nachos for the kid here." Patricia said as she flashed some card or badge. The food came out fresh and hot. The three sat down and started to eat.
Quincy almost seemed to deep throat the corndog as she chewed on her corndog, and managed to eat it the fastest. Claude a little hesitant managed to see Quincy seem to grow bigger and bigger, bulkier. The sweater dress turning into a sweater vest as her curves flattened. The food seemed to only be affecting Quincy, but there was this stuff that seemed to be messing with her clothes.
Quincy felt wrong. Quim's were very much female, very female, and while Quincy wasn't really a Quim anymore... Her human mind felt more of an upgraded Quim mind. Quincy looked over to Patricia who ate each of her fried oysters one at a time, and with each one that passed her lips she slowly chewed, swallowed, let out a sigh of deliciousness, and then her blouse seemed to get tighter and about to burst until the Haze readjusted her clothing. Quincy's new sausage seemed to get a little stiff, and this in general didn't feel right at all to his mind.
Patricia said "The food's so good right Quin?" or the little pet name she gave to Quintus "what's wrong Claude? Not hungry?"
Claude the mind reader was able to somewhat get what was happening. As the two ate their food their bodies seemed to change, and then something was blurring their clothes and Patricia's mind. Claude wondered why his and Quincy's mind weren't getting all foggy. Claude had to admit he was a little hungry, but he wondered if he could leave. He didn't think being a girl would be bad, but he also had no desire to be a girl either.