"And you're sure, absolutely SURE, you want to do this," said the skeptical-looking man from behind the counter.
“Yes, I have never been more sure of anything in my life.” you answered in a confident tone.
The man shook his head and grabbed a few papers from under the desk. He always wondered how many of them had actually thought it through as much as they insisted they had.
"Here, you will need to sign these documents. This is the agreement that you are voluntarily waiving the entitlements set forth in all human rights law in all relevant jurisdictions. This is the agreement that your new owners will not be told that you are human, except that as with all sales, they be informed that there is some probability of that being the case."
You held the pen in hand, hesitating for a moment. You were sure. You were prepared to sign the papers in front of you. You knew you would, and you knew the moment you did, your whole life would change. You would give up everything you had been, everything you had known. You would no longer be an attractive, independent woman. You wouldn’t be valued for your intellect, only your body. You wouldn’t be independent, you would be property, to do with as the Livestock Inc. pleased.
"And lastly, this is to ensure you understand that your decision is equivalent to legal death and your estate will be dispensed with according to your last will and testament, if you have created one." You signed and he rolled it back up like a scroll.