Henry emerged from the Rebalance tank, blinking and disoriented by the the sensations of her new body.
Looking around, she could see other former men, now bio-crafted into breedable rebalance girls stumbling on slender legs with top-heavy torsos and unfamiliar hips.
Across the room, the DRA Batch-Manager began circulating among the new girls accompanied by a guard. After a few words, each one was collared and led away on a leash. At last he came to Henry and said in the lazy tone of someone who had been repeating himself all day.
“Henry Lincoln is legally dead. You are now a rebalance girl, legal property of the Department of Repopulation Affairs. You are designated Elenore. You will be distributed to a Breeding Steward and are to give him absolute obedience. You will answer to DRA staff and your Breeding Steward as Master. Disobedience could mean reassignment to collective breeding or the compulsory rebalance of your next male relative. Is this understood?”
Elenore meekly answered “Yes Master” as a collar was fitted around her neck and she was taken to be assigned.