I looked to where the light came from and there stood a robed man, probably in his 50's. He sported gray hair and a beard and carried a large cloth sack about the size of a rolled up sleeping bag. I darted a look at Naka, trying to figure out what was going on.
"Good Naka, I came as soon as possible!" He walked to Naka and hugged her. "I trust by your current condition you were able to keep Ixios at bay?"
"Yea, Hoj, good to see you. Ixios is under control for now, but we really shouldn't wait around too much." Their attention soon turned to me.
"Is this him?" Hoj scanned me up and down.
"Sure is! Jon, meet Hoj, Hoj, Jon." Naka introduced us.
"Oh, its so good to see the shining face of your sister again. And I would like to personally thank you, Jon, you have no idea what this means to us." He said with a slight bow. The man set the sack down on the bed and turned to us.
"Shall we begin?" He raised his brow. I looked over at Naka, confused.
"Oh, right, I might wanna explain this to Jon. Hoj is the administrator for Mind Image Transfers in the future. He does them all, keeps all the images and decides what to do with them. I librarian of sorts, I guess. He's the only one qualified to actually perform the transfer, so he had to come here, personally. Now to answer you, Hoj, as you can see, we still have the last of Aomi's spirit to bring into Jon. We can't very well send him into battle like this can we?" Naka pulled at my tight shirt.
"Why, I guess not." Hoj said with a smile. "When is the next transformation due?" He asked.
"As soon as this little chica gets out of her little chica clothing. She's got some growing and filling out to do, it'll rip her shirt and pants to threads." Naka answered.
"Yea," I agreed sarcastically, "I mean, we couldn't POSSIBLY ruin this girls awesome collection of clothing." I reached down and pulled off my socks, then unbuttoned my pants. I stopped for a moment, feeling a little uncomfortable getting undressed in front of Hoj. Naka noticed and whispered into my ear, "Don't worry, he's alright. He's gonna see you naked anyways, so you might as well get used to it."
I slid the pants off and then took off my shirt, exposing my underdeveloped breasts. I then slid my snug panties off and dropped them to the ground around my feet. Hoj was busy rummaging through the sack he brought, diverting his attention from my body. He must've noticed my nervousness.
"Okay," Hoj said as he pulled out some strange items, "lay down on the bed here, little gi..er..good Jon. I must apologize. I was in charge of Aomi's health and its taking a little bit for me to get over the fact that you're not her. Maybe its my age. Please excuse me for my mistake." He looked at me with genuine eyes.
"Its alright. I mean, I AM a little girl. Its an honest mistake." It did kind of get to me, though, being demasculated. I went and laid down on the bed, my hands to my sides. Naka walked over to me and stood above me and assumed the transformation stance.
"This is the last time, thank goodness." Naka said as the familiar dream state washed over my body. The warmth of the darkness that enveloped me took me out of reality...
