"A Latex Slave Girl."
"What does that mean?" asked Jon, incredulously.
"It means that we'll be transforming you into a girl," the nurse answered. "Once that treatment is finished, the second phase will involve your skin being changed into a sort of latex. It will still have the sensitivity and feeling of normal human skin, won't interfere with your movement at all." She showed him a picture that was in the file. Sure enough, there was a picture of what Jon assumed was himself as a female. The picture showed a nude girl whose skin was latex from the neck down, leaving her head normal. The latex was a sort of midnight blue. "This is just a preliminary sketch, you realize. We'll work out the details for the color of your latex skin and what your final female form will look like. I have a form that you can fill out to help us get a better idea. We'll draw up a few sketches based on your results so that we can get a final form set up to your liking."
"And my uterus..." Jon trailed off.
"Will be fully functional," said the nurse. "You will be able to get pregnant and give birth normally, but you can get contraceptives and the like to prevent that if you like. Your new 'equipment' will also be more sexually sensitive than a normal woman's would and be able to give you the most pleasurable sexual experiences and orgasms that a woman is physically capable of experiencing. Your lips, tongue and anus will also be as sexually sensitive as your clitoris, allowing you to get sexual pleasure and orgasms from kissing and oral and anal sex. You'll also be given an extremely strong, though manageable, sex drive and maternal instinct."
"What about the whole 'slave' part," asked Jon, unsure.
"Your personality will be altered to make you a submissive sex slave," said the nurse. "You will be given over to a man whose personality matches yours and will treat you properly. Don't worry, you'll still have your free will, you'll just have a strong desire to serve your new owner and please him in any way he asks. It'll make you happy and give you fulfillment. When you're not serving your owner, you can do as you please." The nurse gave him the forms to pick out precisely what his new form would look like and left him alone for a while to fill them out. As he did so, Jon wondered if he hadn't made a mistake.
