Staring back with the shocked expression I was feeling was a young Asian woman. I wanted to believe it was a window, but as she copied every little movement and gasp, it was impossible to deny this was somehow me now. Her petite body was smooth and curvy, Absolutely female, complete with moderate but pert breasts topped with dark nipples, and the slit of a vagina resting between my legs under a patch of hair. My thin arms and legs were strapped keeping me securely in place. All I could do was squirm and shake my head as my new long dark hair whipped my Asian features that contorted with confusion and fear.
"No." I whispered in a strange woman's voice, "No, no, no!" But the denial was half hearted. While it was bizarre to have your life altered so profoundly in an instant, The results were too apparent to deny. As the disbelief faded, embarrassment began to take its place. "Could... You please cover me up now?" I ask awkwardly once I had begun to calm down.
"Of course." The first voice says calmly. I feel the bed being returned to a normal position and a blanket is draped over my body. I was glad to be covered but still shiver as the blanket conforms to my new unfamiliar body shape. I look around the dark room and from what I can see, it is an ordinary hospital room. The bright medical light shining in my face was preventing me from getting a good look at the room or the shadow that spoke once more. "The good news is you are healthy and recovering. Gaging your reactions and movements has confirmed that your brain and body are fully synced! Though of course the psychological effects can not be known without further observation. The main..."
I snapped at the droning voice with a shrill shriek. "Like I give a shit about that right now! When can I get my body back?" The silence that followed told me everything I needed. There was no 'getting back.' My body was dead. Likely discarded as medical waste. I should have been crying, but just felt a twinging annoyance that made me scowl. Perhaps I had not fully accepted the situation, even if I logically understood it. Either way, I just slumped back and listened.
The shadow cleared his throat dramatically before proceeding. "Well. Another transplant is out of the question. Certainly for the time being. It is, in no small measure, a stroke of good luck that your brain made it through this operation completely undamaged. Truly I can not overstate how fortunate you are to be alive. Even if it is in this body. The fact is it was either this or certain death. Which brings me to the next point. Obviously, your life is about to change dramatically. The truth is..."