You’ve just ordered at a cafe near your apartment, it’s a large open room, counter at the front, tables, booths, and unisex bathrooms at the back. A dark, tall, athletic man with a disquieting vibe walks up to you and says, “Sorry.” He smiled ruefully…and you can’t move. “Follow me.” Your body follows him even as you try and run! He leads you back to a booth. “Sit” you do. He looks at you, “this is your lucky, unlucky day. I need a new focus and you are it. I also have other need, and you are it for those. Take this bag,” he places a gym bag on the table, “go back to a bathroom, strip, sit on the toilet…and come back when you are ready. what the F is going on! My body does as it is told, and I find myself naked, sitting on the toilet. Then, pain blossoms through my body and it feels like by guts are falling out! My bones burn, my skin burns, my insides burn and a veritable fire house of fluid pours out of me! The toilet flushes over and over from the flow! Finally, after a seeming eternity…it just stops, my skin tingling. I moan…in a alto voice?! I look down and I am a woman! I look in the mirror! I am an Asian woman! A beautiful Asian woman! I am stunned. To put it mildly. I look down and my nude body. I look at the bag on the floor and open it…feeling my breasts (!) move. The bag has clothes. My phone buzzes. I look at it and an unknown number says: get back here ASAP, under 5. Vital. I also feel a sudden need to get back to…that man…as soon as possible.