Nate walked into the Transformation Institute. He was a six foot four, thirty-two year old man with short blond-brown hair and was a bit overweight. He wore a simple white t-shirt, jeans and old sneakers. He walked up to the front desk.
"How may I help you?" asked the receptionist.
"My name is Nate Anderson, I have an appointment for 12:30 with Doctor Linda," said Nate.
"Ah, yes. If you'll have a seat, I'll let her know you're here," said the Receptionist.
"Thanks." Nate took a seat and opened one of the many binders lying on the tables. He flipped through before and after pictures, taking in the literally limitless number of possibilities.
A door opened and a forty-something woman stepped into the doorway. She wore a white lab coat over blouse and skirt.
"Nate Anderson?" she asked. Nate stood up and walked over to her. "Pleasure to meet you. I'm Dr. Linda."
"Likewise," replied Nate, shaking her hand.
She led Nate into the back. "There are many different areas of our institute, depending on the type of transformation you require. Here's my office."
The two of them went into the office and she closed the door behind her. Nate sat down in one of the chairs in front of her desk and Dr. Linda sat behind it.
"Now then, Mr. Anderson, what type of transformation is it that you are interested in?" she asked.
"Well, Doctor, I have been interested in many different transformations over the years. But the one that I keep coming back to, the one I really want to experience is..."