"We really must insist sir" the receptionist said.
"I'm just not interested" you said turning around.
"We insist" the receptionist said in a tone that made you stop. "One way or another you are getting a free service. If you don't decide which one you want then you'll get our 'special' service."
"I'm not interested" you say over your shoulder. You start to leave again when you feel something sharp stick in your shoulder. You reach behind you and pull it out. Looking at it you realize that it's a dart. "What the fuck was that for!" you shout angrily.
"I told you that we had to insist you get a free service" the receptionist said. "Now you get our 'special' service."
You start feeling light headed and weak. You sink to your knees before three women came and lifted you back up. They dragged you to the back and placed you one a table. They then took off your clothes and left. You try to get up but you find that you can't move. After a few minutes a woman came in and said "Hello. My name is Cindy and I'll be overseeing every step of your 'special' service. Before we begin I need to know if you want to be younger or older." You didn't know what she was talking about and tried to say so. However you couldn't speak.
"Tried to walk out on the offer huh?" Cindy asked. "Well I guess I get to choose then. You look like you're about forty. Nearly everyone wants to be younger when they reach that age. Now just relax and enjoy the process."
Cindy took a brush and smeared some sort of white substance all over you, even your face. It produced such a warm sensation that you couldn't help but enjoy it. After a couple of minutes it began to tingle which you also enjoyed. You closed your eyes and fell asleep.
When you started to wake up you noticed that something was wrong. You were wearing clothes but they weren't your clothes by what you were feeling. Instead of your regular boxers it felt like you were wearing briefs. Ones that were snug against your crotch which really disturbed you since it didn't seem that there was a bulge in them. You could feel what felt like shorts except it was open like a skirt. There was an unfamiliar weight on your chest and something circling around your chest and back. Also there was something running up over both of your shoulders. It felt like you were wearing sandals on your feet.
You opened your eyes to discover Cindy talking to another woman who didn't look like she worked at the salon. Cindy saw that you were awake and said "Oh good, you're awake. Did you have a nice nap?"
"I guess" you said then stopped. Your voice was very different now. Instead of your deep voice a higher pitched voice came out. It sounded like a girl's voice.
"Yes, you're a girl now" Cindy said evidently seeing the question in your eyes.
"But I don't want to be a girl" you said outraged. "Change me back! Now!"
"You chose this though" Cindy said. "If you had chosen one of our more mundane services you wouldn't be a girl now. We have also filed the paperwork to legally change your name, sex, and age. You are now Annabelle Katherine Moss. You are fourteen years old and your mother is Elizabeth Sue Moss which is this woman here. Your father is Jason Michael Moss. You have a sixteen year old sister, Maria Ann Moss, an eight year old sister, Michelle Lynn Moss, and a four year old brother, Jonathan Dwanye Moss. You will be attending Solmuse High in two weeks. You live at 1720 Highwater Court. Now your mother is anxious to get going. She still has to stop and pick up your dinner. Have a good day and we'll touch-up your nails for free when you come in."
"Come on Annabelle" Mrs. Moss said. "I hope you like home made lasagna."
You just sat there too stunned to think of moving. You were a fourteen year old girl and it looked like your life had been erased. "Wh-what about my life?" you asked.
"This is your life now" Cindy said. "Your family may be a bit shocked about your decision but they'll accept it eventually."
"But don't I need to sign something?" you asked knowing that you didn't sign anything.
"You did though" Cindy said. "You signed the forms before you came into the back. We have it on video if you don't believe me."
"Show it to me then" you demanded.
"This won't take long Mrs. Moss" Cindy said.
"It's alright" Mrs. Moss said. "She needs to see for herself."
Cindy turned on a monitor that was on the wall and said "This is from the time Stacey offered you a free service."
You could see yourself and the receptionist. "What are the other services?" you apparently asked.
"Oh we have a whole body massage, a body wrap, and a 'special' service" Stacey had said.
"What's the 'special' service?" you had asked.
"Well it can literally change your age and/or sex" Stacey had said.
"Sounds interesting" you had said. "I've wondered what it would have been like to be a girl when I was fourteen."
"If you wish to go with that we have some forms you need to go over and sign" Stacey said. "I do have to tell you to think carefully before you sign them though. Once the process is finished it's very dangerous to try to reverse. It may kill you if you try."
"Thanks for the warning" you had said as you looked through the forms Stacey had handed her. "Is it true that some have had some memory loss due to the process of transforming the body?"
"It is true" Stacey said. "Your mind may construct false memories to replace them. Usually this is due to the person not being sure of what they want."
"Well it would be interesting so I'll go ahead and be a fourteen year old girl" you had said.
"Excuse me" Mrs. Moss had said. "I couldn't help but overhear your desire to be a fourteen year old girl. You'll have to have someone to be your parent and I'm willing to be your mother. My family would be delighted to have you in our family."
"That sounds good" you had said.
You had filed out the forms while you talked with Mrs. Moss. She had told you about her family. The video ended with Cindy coming out and escorting you into the back. You sat there stunned. You didn't remember that but it had to have happened, right? Of course it's possible that they were able to fake that video. They were able to change you into a fourteen year old girl after all. Surely faking a video would be an easy task. "That's not what I remember" you said in a quiet voice.
"It did happen that way sweetie" Mrs. Moss said. "I know this must be difficult for you."
"Difficult!" you said surprised. "This is beyond difficult! I apparently signed my life away and I don't remember it! What I remember is being shot with a dart and then being dragged back here!"
"You'll remember the truth" Cindy promised. "It will take a few days but your memory will return. In all cases involving memory loss it was temporary. Just go home with Mrs. Moss and relax."
"Al-alright" you said standing up. You went over to Mrs. Moss and saw yourself in a mirror. You looked every bit like a girl. You had long jet black hair and green eyes. Your nose was smaller than it was before and your lips were a bit thinner. Your eyebrows were thinner. You were wearing a pink headband that you had seen a lot of girls wear. You hadn't felt that when you awoke. You had a pink t-shirt on, a denim skirt, and tan leather sandals. Your fingernails were longer, extending past your fingertips a little bit. They were painted a light red with gold hearts and your toenails were painted the same way. Two small gold hoop earrings were in your ears and they didn't look like they were clip-ons.
"Come on Annabelle" Mrs. Moss said. "We need to get going otherwise dinner will be late tonight. We should get you some clothes too."
You were still too stunned to do much of anything. You really couldn't think so you just followed Mrs. Moss. At the front desk Stacey handed both of you copies of the forms you had filled out. Outside Mrs. Moss led you to a blue mini-van and you got in on the passenger side. As you were pulling out you mentally asked yourself 'What did I do?'