For a moment I wondered if what I experienced was a dream, but I remembered that I had taken my clothes off and not put them on when I left the machin.... I was in such a rush to escape that I didn’t think about getting dressed. On the way to the bathroom, my curiosity grew. With each step, I wanted to explore the machine more, and as I sat on the toilet, I kept repeating the word “alteration” kept playing over and over in my mind. I wiped myself and made my way back to the bed. I didn’t bother. The door was open and I was pulled from the cargo area of the van and pushed to a ground floor apartment. I was pulled through the door and thrown into a bedroom. There was a mattress on a box spring that was sitting on nothing but the floor. My three huge captors starred at me, the one that had been in front of me said 'So, you want to be a fuck boy in jail, do you?' I trembled as I thought as to what they meant 'look guys, I was just having fun, that's all. I didn't mean to insult any body.'. After that I didn't remember anything. I opened my eyes.I was laid on a bed in a small room, with no doors or windows andeverything was pink. The only furniture was the bed I was laid on and amirrored door wardrobe. And the sight in that mirror scared the shit outof me.I was a girl.Not just dressed up as one but an actual girl.I sat up on the bed to take in the ridiculously feminine sight that wasreflected back at me.On my feet were a pair of sparkly pink stiletto heels with pink bows onthe. "My, my. I gave you a chance to strike me dead, and the best you could do was wound my arm. Buffy the Vampire Slayer certainly need have no fear of competition from you." He put out his right hand, palm up, saying only one more word."Come."The woman's eyes widened, as she realized what Ka'lath meant to do. For a few seconds, she resisted his mental control, locking her muscles to keep from moving toward him. Yet, inevitably, her right foot slid forward, fighting to keep from moving but failing.