You'd Do That For Me (P2 Freddy's Transformation)

You’d Do That for Me? Part 2

Freddy’s Transformation

Lead into the Procedure room, Freddy looks around at all the machinery in the middle of the room. They hover over a bed that looks like something from a sci-fi film.

“This way,” The nurse says, guiding him over to a small area within the laboratory.

“Oh right,” Freddy replies, having to fight his curiosity.

Wondering over to the nurse, he points at the middle of the room. “So, is that where I’m going to bed during all this?” he asks.

“Yeah,” she answers, pulling across a small curtain. “Dr. Kalvin has been working on all this for his entire life. He hopes it’s going to revolutionize gender therapy for all those that need it.”

“How does it work?” Freddy flippantly asks, not expecting an answer.

The nurse stands at the curtain she’s just pulled across. “You can get undressed back here,” she says, pointing behind it.”

Nodding, Freddy walks behind the curtain to see a single chair. “Do you know how it all works then?” he asks again, unbuckling his belt.”

As he pulls down his jeans and steps out of them, the Nurse pulls the curtain completely across for his privacy.

“I have an understanding of the theory behind it,” the nurse eventually answers as Freddy unbuttons his shirt. “I’m still reading over the schematics of the machinery. I’m actually a new intern here.”

“Oh?” Freddy replies, making nervous small talk as the enormity of his decision dawns on him again. “Have you considered having the procedure done yourself?”

“I haven’t got that sort of money!” the nurse laughs from behind the curtain. “It’s going to take us years to perfect the procedure to the point it’s open to the masses.”

“Oh, that’s right,” Freddy replies bashfully, remembering that this has been paid for by Dr. Kalvin himself. “Can I ask how much this all costs?”

“I’m not entirely sure,” the nurse answers, rustling with some papers nearby. “I can tell you it requires the use of the facility’s fusion reactor and the particle accelerator. Neither are cheap to run.”

Having now stripped down to his underwear, Freddy stands in the cold room with his arms folded. “Sounds very expensive,” Freddy replies, wondering if she wants him to get completely naked.

“Her erm…,” Freddy continues, holding the lip of his boxers. “Do I need to be completely naked?”

“Yes,” the nurse instantly answers, now closer to the curtain than before. “Please don’t be bashful Mr. Robinson, we are all professional here.”

“Right…right,” Freddy replies, pulling down his boxers to stand naked behind the curtain. “Ok, I’m completely starkers.

“Good,” the nurse says, pulling back the curtain without warning.

Freddy flinches and instantly covers his privates as he’s exposed to the rest of the laboratory. Several new individuals have appeared in the room and are attending to the machine in the middle. Pressing at touch screen computers and dials.

“W-where’s….. Dr. Kalvin?” Freddy asks, not knowing how to hold himself being naked in front of all these new people.

The nurse smiles and gestures for him to come into the middle of the room. “He’s in procedure room A with your wife I believe. He’s explaining the procedure to some investors right now.”

“Will I meet him?” Freddy responds, following the nurse closer to the machinery and the busy staff working away.

As they both stand at the metal framed bed, the nurse smiles. “Yes, once your wife’s procedure has been completed, he will join us here and help with yours.”

Feeling like everyone is looking at his naked body and hanging package, he looks around the room. Still holding his hands over his privates, he quickly realizes that no one is interested.

“Wow,” he comments, smiling at the nurse. “You guys really are professional. If this was my work, I’d be getting all sorts of abuse right now for being naked.”

Directing Freddy to lie down on the bed, she laughs. “What is it you do Mr. Robinson?”

As he clambers onto the soft but cold bed under the ominous-looking machinery, he sits with his legs crossed and his hand still over his privates.

“Please, call me Freddy,” he replies with a warm smile. “I work on a construction site.”

The nurse grins as she places some disposable paper towel on the pillow behind him. “Oh ok. You can call me Emilia.”

“That’s a nice name,” Freddy replies as Emilia gestures for him to lie flat on the bed.

As Freddy lies flat, he looks up at the ceiling and those same machines bearing down on him. His heart rate increases, and he feels himself starting to sweat.

“Thank you,” Emilia smiles, hovering over him with the same clipboard she held earlier. “Have you thought about what your name is going to be once you’re a female?”

Freddy tries getting comfortable as best he can before shaking his head from side to side. “We spoke about it, but I think we are just going to keep our own names. Easier that way I think.”

Emilia answers with a quick smile, then she directs another member of the team to a panel beside the bed. Freddy looks across to see another female nurse readying some machinery.

“I’m Julie,” the nurse says, giving Freddy a smile as their eyes meet. “I’m the anaesthesiologist.”

“I think Dr. Kalvin will be joining us soon Julie,” Emilia says, placing her clipboard down on a nearby table. “Please ensure you are ready to put Mr. Robinson down for the procedure. I’m sure the investors won’t want to be waiting around.”

Julie nods. As she starts adjusting the machine, she can’t help but be interested in Freddy laying naked on the bed in front of her.

“So…. Mr. Robinson,” she says playfully. “What do you think you’re going to miss about being a man?"

Freddy shifts as all his thought from the last few days come to mind. It’s been keeping him up at night, but he doesn’t want to tell mention that to a stranger.

“Erm…,” he replies reluctantly. “I guess using the toilet while standing up.”

Appearing above his head, Julie gives him a wide mischievous grin. “I’ve gotta ask…,” she whispers. “Are you planning to get pregnant by traditional means…?”

Freddy looks at the woman confused and awkward grumbles. “Traditional?”

“Yeah,” Julie replies a little louder with excitement. “We’ve all been wondering here, and I must ask. Are you going to have actual penetration sex with your wife to get pregnant?

Feeling extremely uncomfortable by the question and thought, Freddy goes bright red.

“I-I….,” he mumbles, looking away from her silly grin. “I…guess so.”

“Wow,” Julie reacts shocked. “I wish I had a husband like you. We are all so excited to follow your pregnancy.”

Julie leans closer to Freddy and whispers into his ear. “Once you’re in the recovery room, I can share some tips about being a wife if you like?”

Freddy doesn’t know what to say as Julie whispers. He just stares up at the machinery and wonders what she means by that.

“Just a few things I’ve learned about men,” Julie continues. “Might make the baby-making experience more pleasurable for you both.”

“Okay, all!” a powerful and commanding voice interrupts, causing Julie to move away from Freddy’s ears swiftly. “Are we ready?

Freddy wants to look up at the voice that’s entered the room. He assumes it must be Dr. Kalvin by the confidence they are radiating.

“Yes Doctor,” Emilia replies, stepping closer to Freddy on the bed. “Mr. Robinson is ready, and I believe Julie is primed to put him under for the procedure.”

“I am doctor,” Julia responds in a much more professional manner than moments before.

“Good,” Dr. Kalvin answers from much further away. Freddy fights the urge to look in his direction being so very curious to meet the Doctor for the first time.

“As you can see from the last procedure,” Doctor Kalvin explains to people unseen by Freddy. “Using the machine, we have the ability to adjust the reality of Mr. Robinson’s being into what is required. We are all very excited by this situation.”

The two men in suits nod as Dr. Kalvin stands at a computer panel.

“Using my machine, we are able to give Mr. and Mrs. Robinson the chance at a family. Traditional IVF could become a thing of the past if we get approval and funding.”

Dr. Kalvin taps a few buttons on the screen and the machines being to hum. The air in the room becomes statically charged and hard to breathe. Freddy can feel the floor rumbling as the lights on the machine glow brighter and brighter with every second.

Julie then places the anesthesia mask over Freddy’s mouth. “Breath normally please,” Julie instructs.

Freddy can’t help but feel a little terrified of all the sensations around him. He feels like he’s standing behind a massive lorry that’s about to reverse over him.

“Power levels are optimal,” Emilia calls out. “Particle accelerator active.”

Freddy sees Julia’s face as he starts taking short sharp breaths. He feels a little panicked but also very light-headed.

“See you on the other side,” Julia beams

Freddy’s eyes grow heavy, and the room fades to black. Voices become mumbled and he drifts into sleep.

“Dimensional rift point located Doctor,” Emilia informs. “Local locked”

“Great!” Dr. Kalvin grins. “Let’s get to work and show our guest that I didn’t fluke the previous procedure.”

The next thing Freddy knows is the gentle rhythmic beating of the heartbeat monitor located nearby. His body feels heavy and weak like he’s run several marathons. Trying his best to move, he finds even opening his eyes a struggle.

Slowly his eyes open and the heartbeat monitor reacts. As the beeps become faster and louder, Freddy sees the fluorescent glow of a ceiling light above him. He starts thinking at a million miles a second as his consciousness returns.

“Ma-May,” he croaks with a voice that’s strained and unfamiliar.

Having to exert a lot of energy just to move his head, he looks around at what he can see. He knows he’s never been in this room before.

“Ma-May..?” he croaks again, understanding that his voice is different thanks to the procedure. That gives him a small bit of comfort, knowing that it’s likely to have gone well.

The feeling in his arms and feet begins to return and he can tell things are different. Without looking at his body, he knows things are different.

The door of the room gently clicks and opens. Freddy can’t see who’s entered but he tries.

“Freddy?” Emilia asks, appearing above him as she stands over him in the bed. “How do you feel?”

“May?” he struggles to question, worrying for his wife.

“She’s fine,” Emilia grins then scratches her head. “Well…guess It would be more appropriate for me to say she he’s fine now.”

“Did…it work?” he follows up, now staring into Emilia’s bright eyes.

“Was a textbook procedure for you both,” Emilia says with glee. “I’m also pleased to tell you that your new bodies are just as fit and healthy as the ones you’ve left behind. You’re a prime vessel for human reproduction.”

Freddy tries to look at his body and lifts his head slowly. Covered by blankest, he can’t see anything further than a faint silhouette.

“I’m a woman?” he asks, allowing his head to drop in exhaustion.

“Yes ma’am,” Emilia replies. “Would you like to see?”

Freddy nods and Emilia jumps into action. Unplugging him from the sensors, she raises the bed to have Freddy sitting up. Giving him a quick smile, she wheels over a standing mirror and places it in front of the bed

Freddy looks at the image in the mirror in pure disbelief. Moving his head from side to side to check it’s really him, he grabs at the long hair framing his face.

“I’m really a woman now?” he asks, looking down at the sheets covering his body. “Like completely a woman?”

“Yes ma’am,” Emilia answers, standing next to the mirror with a smile. “A very attractive young lady I had to say. May will be pleased.”

“I can still feel it,” Freddy shrieks, looking at the mounds hanging from his chest, covered in a white top.

“That’s normal,” Emilia answers. “You’ll have phantom feelings for a few days until your brain acclimatizes to your new gender. We will arrange a few counseling sessions before you leave to help you adjust.”

“Ah shit,” Freddy groans, looking his reflection dead in the eyes.

“Everyone ok Freddy?” Emilia asks in a panic.

“Yeah,” Freddy answers, touching his face with his dainty fingers. “I look like my sister! I just knew that was going to happen!”

“Oh,” Emilia chirps, reaching into her lab coat pocket.

Walking around the left side of the bed, Emilia reaches for Freddy’s left and singles out his ring finger. With a smile on her face, Emilia pushes two fingers on his finger.

Freddy raises an eyebrow and looks at the rings on his finger. It’s his wife’s wedding ring and engagement ring.

“My wife's rings?” he asks, looking at the sparkling rocks on his thin finger. “I can’t believe they fit.”

“May said she wanted you to wear them for her,” Emilia explains. “I guess makes sense now you’re the wife and she’s the husband. We gave her your ring.”

Allowing his head to hit the pillow, Freddy sighs. “Ah….,” he moans, shutting his eyes. “I’m just happy she’s ok.”

“He,” Emilia corrects with a cheeky smile.