"Ah, Dan, when I said I needed you to take off all your clothing," Gadget Gary said as he came in wearing a
lab coat and carrying a metal clipboard, "I meant all your clothing, including your tighty whiteys."
"What gives, GG, my instructions said to report here to arrange transport. Nothing about a physical."
Sighing, Gadget Gary explained, "There have been budget cutbacks, so we can't afford to keep giving you new
jets to abandon behind foreign borders. No more throw away jet packs either."
"Okay, so I'm flying coach? Why do I need to take my shorts off?"
"You're not flying coach. You're getting shipped."
"What in a cargo box? An animal crate? You're not going to make me look like a chimpanzee again?"
"No costumes, this is a real transformation. Now hand me the underwear!"
"Real transformation? Reversible right?"
"What would be the point if it wasn't reversible?"
"Any side effects?" Dan asked handing Gadget Gary his warm shorts.
Gary shoved the shorts into his lab coat pocket, and stepped behind a lead lined panel with a lead glass
portal. "We'll find out after we change you back. Say cheese!"
The lighting in the room changed to magenta, and Dan's entire body stung like a swarm of bees stinging him all
over all at once. He tried to scream but....