Slowly, with racing heart, he pulled the sheet away from his groin with his other hand. He dropped it onto the floor, staring in disbelief at his crotch.
There, with a gentle covering of fine golden pubic hair was a perfectly formed vagina. He moved his legs, and was strangely unsurprised to see they were beautifully shaped and very feminine. He swung these lovely limbs over the edge of the bed, and stood on his pair of now trembling legs. He had seen beautiful women in his time; indeed, his wife Carol had been stunning in her youth. He knew he was now looking down at the most magnificent example of female beauty, but from the inside!
Somehow, someone had managed to make him dream that he was an incredibly stunning female.
The light became brighter, a door opened, and he saw everything in stark clarity. In total shock, he looked up and saw the monsters that entered the room.
The girl who had once been Sergeant Mike Dunwoody fainted.
<<It was not anticipated, Captain. The human is physically stronger than we are and the sedative wore off faster than expected. It seemed mentally incapable of accepting reality.>>
<<Surely we could monitor its mind?>>
<<For some reason, even when unconscious, this human can shield its mind from us.>>
They looked at the unconscious woman on the floor by the bed.
<<Why has it passed out?>>
<<Shock. I believe that human brains simply shut down in times of extreme anxiety.>>
<<How inefficient. Why is it in shock?>>
<<Quite inefficient, yes. We are endeavouring to open a means of communicating with it. I fear the stress of discovering that it is now a different gender has aggravated the situation, but I fear our appearance is probably the primary reason for the shock.>>
<<Open communications as soon as possible, and then attempt to reassure it that we mean it no harm.>>
<<Yes Captain. I will also attempt to remove the mental stress of being female. I can insert a very strong feeling of contentment at being female.>>
<<Do so.>>
Mike came round again. She was back on the bed and the lights were on. She raised her arm to her breast again. She felt first the right one, and then the left. She let her hand slide down to her crotch, and delicately allowed her fingers to encounter the soft female flesh she encountered. She smiled.
She was still naked, yet a sheet covered her. She felt slightly light-headed and had a feeling that she was supposed to remember something, but it was illusively beyond her recall. She allowed herself to pinch a small piece of flesh on her inner thigh.
“Ow. Fuck, that hurt. Shit, this is one hell of a dream,” she said aloud and in a girl’s voice. It wasn’t a dream.
She remembered that she was a girl. Had she always been a girl? She frowned, as her brain was playing tricks.
<<Do not be afraid,>> came a voice inside her head.
“Who’s there?” she said, turning round.
<<My name is Lyja. I am a medical technician. You would call me a doctor.>>
“Where are you?”
<<It is not wise for you to see us without some mental preparation.>>
Mike realised that somehow they were talking directly into her head.
“I’m a girl?” she asked, half a statement and half question. It sounded stupid even to her ears, as the evidence was overwhelming.
<<You are female, correct.>>
Some memories returned, but in no specific order.
“How come? Last time I looked I was a man,” she said, wondering why she felt she ought to be really worried, and yet she wasn’t.
<<Your other body died, so it was necessary to replace it.>>
It made sense, of sorts, but she was still confused. She tried to make some order of her maelstrom of memories. There was a river, a flash flood, and the pain. She remembered the pains in her, no his chest. She looked down to her new and very female chest.
“Why with a girl’s?” she asked.
<<The Captain had reasons.>>
“What reasons?” asked Mike, getting slightly angry now. She wanted straight answers, but they were avoiding providing them.
<<The Captain will come and converse with you. Do not be afraid, but we are not human.>>
Mike remembered the monsters and sat up, wrapping the sheet under her arms and over her magnificent breasts.
The door opened and a figure walked in and stood at the end of the bed.
It was about 4’5” and naked. It was grey with wrinkled skin. Two large dark eyes stared at Mike, making her feel very uncomfortable. The head was bald and there were small ears, nose and mouth. The build was as a child’s, but the limbs were slender and the fingers long and appeared sensitive. Strangely enough, she was neither afraid nor that shocked, so she wondered whether they had managed to brainwash her into accepting the situation.
<<Do not be afraid, I mean you no harm.>>
“I’m not afraid. If you wanted to harm me you would have hardly gone to all this trouble first,” she said.
<<Exactly. I am the Captain. You saved the life of my child, and for that you yourself have been permitted to live.>>
Mike frowned, but then she remembered the figure in the water.
<<Quite so, the child was in the water. You risked your life to save it.>>
The door opened and another similar creature entered. The skin looked slightly less wrinkled, but Mike was hard pressed to tell them apart.
<<I am Ruma. I was the one you saved,>> the new-comer projected.
“I’m glad you’re okay,” Mike said.
<<You do not need to vocalise. Merely focus your response as thoughts,>> the Captain said.
<<Okay, how’s this?>> she asked, mentally.
The two creatures held the sides of their heads and appeared in some discomfort.
<<Quieter, if you please.>>
Mike frowned, how the hell do you whisper in your mind?
<<How’s this?>> she thought, as quietly as she could.
<<Better. Now you have questions?>>
<<You bet. Now why am I female now, where the fuck am I and who the fuck are you? Oh shit, I don’t know where to start.>>
The two creatures reeled under the mental shout that Mike unwittingly unleashed.
They recovered, but Mike took the time to take stock of the situation. She was female and, by the look of things, not unattractive, although she had yet to look in a mirror. Hell, alive was alive, and the chest pains had gone. She remembered waking up the first time, and the shock she had experienced at discovering she was now a girl. Why did she not feel so worried any more?
<<Please, much quieter. You are female because we cannot take the risk of you being identified as the person you last were. This way, even if you tell anyone your story, no one will believe you. Your old body has now been discovered by your colleagues, so your death must be common knowledge.
<<You are on a scout ship. This is not a military ship and we mean no harm to you or your race. Indeed, your race is in more danger from itself than from us. We are currently a long way from your planet, well outside the range of any scanning technology you might have.>>
Mike, or Michelle, as whom she decided she ought to think of herself, stopped panicking.
<<What are you going to do with me?>> she asked, calm now.
<<You will be returned to your planet.>>
<<Like this?>>
The creatures stared at her. Clearly they did not understand.
<<Look, I can see you guys are naked, and that you ain’t got not whoozies, or whatsits for that matter. But, in case you don’t appreciate things, you have given me huge jugs and a real cute butt. If I appear in the nude, they will lock me away.>>