"No," hedecided. "That's impossible." The cyberworld didn't--couldn't--affect thereal world like this.And yet...He closed his eyes, running a diagnost...c on his implants. Everythingseemed fine, but...M-IdAS was gone! Darren shook his head. "That'simpossible," he repeated. Programs don't just delete themselves, notunless they're--He checked again. M-IdAS wasn't gone, it had transferred itself into hisprimary wetware implant! "Technosapien," he whispered in alarm.He ran to his terminal.::ONE (1). I'm sixteen."I decided to try something else."What sex are you still?" Male" You are female." Of course I'm female." Your sexual organs are female." Yes" Your balls are ovaries." Yes" They are entering your body where they belong."I heard a squishing sound and then a small pop in the proper region of her body."Your penis is turning into a vagina." Of course I have a vagina." See, your public hair is a pretty triangle. There are no tools."She put her hand on the public area and rubbed."That's. “I’m Nikki Bradshaw of Bradshaw Development. I have an appointment with your CEO, Miss Barton.”The guard looked at her and then Phil before picking up the phone and dialing. One of the mid-level actuaries spotted Phil across the lobby and waved. Nikki assumed the guy was waving at her and gave him a scowl in return.“Phil,” the guy said, ignoring Nikki. “Good to see you. Is this your girlfriend?”“I am not his girlfriend!” Nikki hissed.“She’s not my girlfriend,” Phil confirmed. In a lower voice. I was 20 and she was 22, if we couldn’t get laid we would end up at the apartment terrace and make out. Once a while in the afternoons when we were sure no one else would come around she would end up giving me head. It was one of those days when neither of us had anything much to do, a few of us friends decided to just laze around in the apartment garden. We were fooling around making fun of each other when we saw a car pull up and a few minutes later a truck pulled up. A friend mentioned.