”Rodney was shoved into the cage and the door closed and locked behind him. “Hey, I gotta pee!” he yelled, but the door remained closed. Finally... after a while he peed in the corner.He fell asleep, crying and thinking about what had happened to Abe, wondering what would happen to himself.The sun was setting by the time the boys’ tribe returned home. George realized that they weren’t “the boys’ tribe” anymore, now that there were half as many girls as boys. More than half as many, he also. As daylight started turning to dusk, we decided to go into a club and join the revelers on the balcony. The crowd in the upstairs of the club and on the balcony was rowdy and the sexual energy was electrifying. Many of the people were, discreetly and some not so discreetly, fondling each other, and in the darker corners of the upstairs a few women were sucking their male companions ferociously. After hanging out and meeting some of the couples on the balcony, we decided to head down stairs and. . . I . . . wanted this?" she asked with a confused tone in her voice."Oh yes my dear. No matter how conscious you were of this, this was your true desire. The serum does not work on those who do not want this for themselves. The natural anti-bodies inside of you would have fought off the effects of serum if it was against your natural will, but look at you. Just look at you! The beautiful curves of your body will make you irresistible to men. And women too! You exude sexual desire!"The thought. This girl is just too wonderfulfor words. (Squeezes her hand)Dr. W: So what's your life been like since then?L: Well, I went to Girl School.Dr. W: What's that?L: A two-week course, with weekly follow-up, for males operating femalesurrogates. My saleslady told me about it. It's taught by a transgenderwoman in her late fifties who had gender reassignment surgery more than30 years ago. She teaches you how to walk, talk, act and think like afemale. There's a lot of role playing. Outside of that,.