The female Minbari looks at the data input and smiles, “Well at least we don’t have to do re-modification.”
“Re-modification?” you ask wondering what they mean…you still have the marks of the last modification upon your body.
The young female Minbari smiles, “Yes…absolutely no males can be brought back to Minbar...” the young Minbari pulls out a seat for you and you gladly take a seat, trying to customize you’re with Minbari acceptance. “Ten thousand years ago we learned two startling facts…first, that our population’s birth count was no increasing, but decreasing. In 2200, our females to male ratio was 100 males to 1 female, and do to our customs, we are only aloud to marry once even if we separated. My species is dying and this war that your race started is not helping, so we rescue humans only to repopulate our world which brings me up to reason two…your species is only growing because humans are actually Minbari…but we will change that…we will make a better Minbari/Human hybrid race for we will need it against the impending darkness that is quickly approaching.”
“Whoa, wait a minute…too much information to process!” you pause to think, “So you think we are Minbari? We don’t look like you.”
The Minbari smiles softly, “We’ll changes that…you just need to reawaken your dormant genes.”
As you rise from your chair, the Minbari walks over to a chair, “Now we need to do some modifications, first we need to set your body in levels to fit that of a Minbari hybrid.”
You turn and look at the Minbari, what levels?” you ask, not sure what the alien has if mind.
“Your body needs to be equal to the characteristics of the Minbari species…we need to modify certain organs in and on your body.” The Minbari leads you over to a tube with a computer console inside it. “This console will lead you through a list of options for transformation.”
As you look at it, some of the words are English and the others are alien…probably Minbari. Your first three choices regard your breast size...