Mathias slowly came to. He was disoriented for a few moments as he woke up in the undamiliar enviroment, before he remembered where he were. This is the gender alteration clinic, and he, or, um, she was a girl.
Mathias shot up and looked down. Her clothes hung awkwardly off her now less bulky frame. And patting her chest, boobs. Not big ones, but there was a soft squish to her chest instead of just hard pecs.
She grabbed her phone and opened selfie mode. She got a look at herself. Still recognizable, but softer features, shorter face, larger eyes. Still, she kept some of her sharper features, leaving a face that's mildly androgynous, but still looking very much like a girl's.
Glancing back at her body, she had a slender look. She's list her male frame, but didn't get much of girly curves, her ass there and taut, but not overt.
Looking over herself, she looked good, but she didn't really feel that attracted to herself. Of course, she hadn't expected or planned to fall in live with herself, this was a vessel to attract girls, bit Mathias had expected to at least find her body sexier at least as a novelty for a while.
Well, Mathias walked out of the room, back out to the alteration clinic. There was no fanfare. She just went through the door, and now she was free to leave and continue with her life as a girl.
She glanced at the receptioninst. The women Mathias spoke to before was replaced with a man. Mathias was puzzled for a moment before she remembered she'd been out for hours. Of course there'd be a differrnt shift.
She looked at the male receptionist. There was something about him, her eyes lingered on him.
"Is there anything I can help you with? Miss?" he asked her.
"Oh, nothing," Mathias said, a little embarrassed she was caught staring.
"Don't be afraid to contact us if you need any support after the change, any help needed in adapting."
"I'll be fine," Mathias nervously laughed. Why was she acting so nervously around this guy. Wait, guy. Mathias had a sneeking suspicion. She grabbed her phone. She found a picture of her friend who she kind of had a crush on, and she felt nothing. Shit. She pulled out another one, a beach pic in a bikini. She focused her eyes on the boobs in the pic, trying to force a reaction from her body, but automatically, her eyes drifted to the back, where a muscled man was playing beach volleyball. She felt a stir and a sinking feeling in her stomach.
"Excuse me," she went back to the receptionist. "I think you made a mistake. I shouldn't be, um. I shouldn't like men. I want to like men." God what an awkward thing to say.
"Let me check." The receptionist typed on the computer and printed out a copy of his sheet. "You did mark it as that you wanted to remain straight."
"Yeah, I wanted to remain stra-" Wheels turned in Mathias' head. "I wanted to keep my old sexuality, not be a straight girl. That wording is way too tricky."
"I'm sorry. I'l look into it with my supervisor if we can improve the clarity of the sheet. Though I am afraid there's nothing we can do about your sexuality until you can return in 6 months."
Mathias was frustrated. The entire point of this was to pick up girls, but now she couldn't. Well, she could, but she'd have no fun doing it.
"Okay then." Mathias said defeated. Guess there was nothing she could do. She left the gender alteration clinic, not sure what she'd even do regarding her live life for the next 6 months.