"What did you do to me?" Jennifer asked the scientist in the long white lab coat while she examined herself in the mirror, "I look like a boy!"
"That's all part of the experiment," the man confirmed, writing something on his clipboard.
"How am I supposed to go to school like this?" Jennifer complained, her male voice sounding very strange, "I'll die of embarrassment!"
"Don't worry, Jennifer," the scientist said, placing strange emphasis on her name, "We're prepared to help you fit in, even in your new body. There's a whole wardrobe available for you to choose from, and..."
"Well there's no damned way that I'll be dressing like a boy, that's for sure," she cut off the older man, "If there are clothes that fit, they'd better fit my style or I'm gonna raise shit!"
She stomped her foot, disappointed in the feeling of the running shoes on the floor. Sure she sometimes wore sneakers when she worked out, but nothing without heels could seriously be considered a power shoe.
And power was exactly what she needed right then. Here she was, a cute sixteen-year-old girl, turned into a boy by these crazy scientists, just so they could run their little experiment. Sure, she was looking forward to the ten thousand dollars, and was already planning her shopping spree that she'd enjoy when she earned it, but a boy's body? This was just too much.
Still, the boy wasn't without hope. She examined his face in the mirror. Good cheekbones, lips not too thin, nice long neck... Maybe she could make something of him, with the right make-up and wardrobe, of course.
"Take me to the clothes," she demanded, "I'd better get started if I'm going to make myself presentable."
