Daloris looked at the pad of paper and watched as these words formed:
'Some people are miserable and don't know it. Some people know that they are miserable. You are one of the second categories. Complete the Questionnaire and you can change that.
From: A Friend
Daloris Finkelstein knew she was miserable. She hated the teachers, especially Dolph, because of their incompetence. She hated the students because of the way they acted and dressed. Sometimes she would fantasize what it would be like to redo her high school years. And than reality reminds her that she is almost sixty and pushing close to retirement.
Deciding that it's worth the risk, Daloris sits down at the coach's desk, stands and instead, takes the questionnaire to an empty classroom.
Sitting down at the desk, she notes that it's the Automotive department and that she knew for a fact that this class wouldn't meet till tomorrow. Taking out her glasses, she perched them on the tip of her nose and finding her vision slightly clearer, read the new words forming.
Question 1: If you were a boy....would you pee standing up?
Thinking this a weird way to start a questionnaire, Daloris answered Yes. Suddenly she felt a strange sensation between her legs. Reaching up her dress, she pulled her underwear off, discarded them under the desk and hikes up her dress.
What she saw was the final transformation as her Clitoris, Clitoris hood and urethra became a male penis. Touching it, she felt weird. Scared, Daloris placed her hand between her legs and felt the slit that told her where her vagina was located. "I'm a she-male," Miss. Finkelstein thought to herself. Sitting back down, she adjusted herself so that her new penis wasn't pinched and continued.
Question 2: If you were a boy....would you masturbate to nude pictures?
Thinking this was normal, she put down Yes. Again, she felt an odd sensation from between her legs, but this time it was also in her groin and abdomen. Lifting her dress once again, Daloris looked down as a pair of testicles dropped into place, neatly cupped in a protective sack.
Now it really was uncomfortable for her and sitting with her legs spread, she continued.
Question 3: If you were a boy....would you like other boys or girls? And who are you sweet on.
Disliking homosexuals, she wrinkled her nose and wrote Yes. After a bit, Daloris wrote the first name that came to her mind, Stephanie Marie Kersh.
Suddenly she had new memories. Ones of asking Stephanie out. Ones of kissing Stephanie. Some of her defending Stephanie against rude insults from others. Bothered by this, Daloris almost set the pen down, but decided to keep going.
Question 4: If you were a boy....what would be your name?
Thinking about carefully, Daloris wrote down Frank Howard Cagney. Considering this to be an appropriate name, she continued.
Question 5: If you were a boy....how old would you be, what would you weigh and how tall would you be?
Pondering over this one, Frank finally wrote down, 'I would be sixteen years old. I'd weigh one hundred and eighty and be about six feet tall. Suddenly she felt a shift in her body weight and height. Her chest deflated and her body shifted to a somewhat muscular male frame. Figuring that she should consider herself He for the time being, Frank continued.
Question 6: If you were a boy....would you be into sports.
Always hating sports, Frank wondered if he would like sports as a guy. Figuring it out, he wrote 'No, I have always preferred cars. I ride a rebuilt BMW R71 from the Nineteen Forties. My friends, there's about five of them, drive rebuilt Hondas, Harleys and Suzukis. We all hang around the Automotive Department at school.'
Suddenly, he felt like he belonged in here, he was just a day early. Shrugging, he continued.
Question 7: If you were a boy....how would you dress?
'A white medium t-shirt, a pair of black jeans, a leather jacket and a pair of heavy duty steel toed biker boots' Frank wrote.
Question 8: If you were a boy....would you having any piercings or Tattoos?
'I have a spider web tattoo on the upper left arm and a barb wire tattoo encircling my upper right arm. I would not have any piercings of any kind' he answered.
Question 9: If you were a boy....what colour hair and eyes would you have?
'I'd have short black hair and deep dark brown eyes' he wrote down.
Question 10: If you were a boy....how intelligent would you be? One being the class retard and local window licker, while ten being a perfect target for every bully in the school.
'I'd be a five and three quarters. Smart enough to get by, but not draw any attention to myself' Frank wrote, feeling somewhat cocky.
Suddenly Frank paused as he heard a noise outside the classroom. Looking down as the next question formed, he wondered briefly if he should really continue and if there was any chance of returning to his old life, no matter how miserable it was.