Cold white light burned through your blurry vision. For a brief moment, consciousness returned. You were lying on an operating table beneath enormous surgical lamps. Metallic instruments glimmered nearby, and several women in elegant green surgical uniforms stood around you. Their masks hid their expressions, but their eyes remained calm and focused. One of them noticed your movement.

“He woke up…” she said softly.

Another surgeon leaned closer, brushing dark strands of hair away from your forehead. “Easy now,” she whispered gently. “The procedure is almost complete.”

You tried to speak, but your body felt impossibly heavy. Strange warmth spread through your chest and stomach. The monitors beside you beeped steadily while glowing holographic screens reflected across the room.

Then came the sharp sting of another injection. Pink liquid slowly disappeared through the tube connected to your arm.

“Sleep,” the surgeon murmured kindly. Darkness swallowed everything again.

When you finally awoke, the world had changed.

You were lying in a luxurious hospital bed surrounded by soft lights and pale curtains. The room smelled faintly of perfume and disinfectant. Your body felt lighter, unfamiliar.

Several nurses in pristine white uniforms stood nearby. One smiled warmly as she brushed long black hair over your shoulders. The silky strands reached almost to your waist. Another nurse sat behind you as they carefully helped you into a chair. Her arms held you gently in place while she worked on your hair, and the warmth of her breasts pressed softly against the back of your head.

You froze. Something felt different.

Looking down slowly, you saw the smooth fabric of an elegant light blue evening dress covering your body. Beneath it were unmistakable curves. Your chest rose softly with each breath. Long polished nails shimmered under the room’s lights, and black high heels crossed neatly beneath the chair. Your heartbeat quickened. "Am I a girl now," You thought yourself.

The nurses exchanged quiet smiles. “There we go miss,” one said softly while adjusting your hair. “Much prettier now.”

Another approached carrying a silver tray. A syringe filled with glowing pink liquid rested in her hand. “This will help stabilization,” she explained gently.

Before you could fully react, the injection slipped painlessly into your arm. Warmth spread through your body almost instantly.