The head scientist looked a bit annoyed as he studied the charts, and his looks darkened as he looked into the cameras.
"Nurse attend to the subject. I want the subject unshackled, washed, and clothed. I want the ones responsible for the subjects abduction outside my office as well. We'd be in enough damn hot water if it what was going on in here got out, if people see this video we won't just be arrested we'll practically be beheaded." he said all this without once looking up from the pair of clipboards. He then addressed the rest of the room.
"I a solid theory on why this guy is a pre-adolescent female and why his memories haven't returned. I'll be working on the problem at the tiger cages for the rest of the afternoon after I chew out the security team so I won't be back in here until Monday." he made a few notes on the clipboard and left.
By Monday you were feeling better. You'd been allowed to bathe, been given a green shirt to wear and been given a nicer room, with a bed, crayons and some paper. Every now and again you would get an odd feeling, like you were too old for crayons, but since there was nothing else to do, you drew pictures. You drew a story of a man who visited the zoo met a big kangaroo. He rode around in her pouch for a while, but after that you're not sure what to draw.
In a room a few doors down, a somewhat portly man in a lab coat addresses the head scientist and a gathering of others.
"As you know, sir, Jenny-" he began.
"The subject." the head scientist corrected.
"Yes, sir, the subject was successfully turned into a young kangaroo. What we didn't predict was that his gender had altered. After interviewing the security team, it seems that the subject's gender had changed as far back as the initial transformation." the paused long enough to take a sip of water.
"Our theory, is that somehow in addition to changing the subject physical form, the personal method of transformation also altered the subjects mind." the speaker said.
"Why did the gender change?" the head scientist asked.
"We believe," a female scientist began "that somehow during initial transformation, the mother kangaroo imposed her wants and expectations on the subject as he changed, the kangaroo wanted a daughter, thus the subject changed in that regard." she answered "our secondary method of transformation (i.e. the chemical solution), had no such expectations or wants. It simply turned the kangaroo into a human version of what was already there."
The head scientist leaned back in his chair, his hands steepled in front of him. "Suggestions?" he asked.