I looked down to see a large pair of breasts, but no body. There were arms, but nothing else other than the breasts.
"What have you done?" I shouted.
"Clam down, sir, or should I say madame, I assure you the procedure was a complete success."
"What?" I shouted "How is this a success?"
"Once again the transplant has taken hold and is healthy."
I opened my mouth to snap at him, the paused. What had he just said? "Again? You mean you've done this to others?"
"Indeed, indeed. You're my fourth. It took them some time to adjust, but I assure you you'll enjoy it. It took the others a week or so to get the hang of things and by a month they'd accepted it and all said they loved being like this. In fact I've arranged for the last one to show you the ropes. Samantha could you come in here please?"
I looked over at the door and to my amazement in came a head attached to two large breasts and walking on two arms. Like me the head was a guy's. he looked kind of familiar...
"Samuel?" I gasped recognising him as a guy from my school who'd gone missing a couple months back.
"Oh hey Jon," he grinned "Or I guess it's Joan now?"
"Huh?" I asked, not following.
"You want to be called Joan right?"
"You're not making any sense Samuel," I said in confusion.
"It's Samantha now, and I figured you'd want to be called Joan or something now. The doccdid fill you in right? Trust me after a few days you'll hate being called by a guy's name so best to pick a girls one now."
