No regrets. By Rhodry

Sam got out of her car.

It was once Samuel , now its Samantha, Sam for short. She could change into something else. But Sam sorta stuck and allot of girls are called Sam now.
So she kept it if someone called her Sam, it could mean either sex.
Sam part of a experiment, to transfigure , to transform a person , physically, biologically , genetically.
Sam emotions and mentally were changed were altered to. Thou change wasn't instant the process was slow , but it was fast. He changed into a her. in a matter a few weeks.
His behavior, his matter dress was more feminine. His feminine was more androgynous as first. But now its now feminine than masculine. Even his speech. As more , and more feminine in natural.
The way Sam spoke. Was different. It was hard to hind it. How he looked now was so feminine , so girlish. It was hard to believe he wasn't really born a girl.
But things were more stranger than now. Sam the man was a mechanic, now Sam was now working in a strip club as a dancer, waitress.
Sam was going to her job. When her car stop. She looked at the engine, she once knew how to handle it. And was a bit puzzle that she couldn't figure it out.
It was like her previous knowledge of cars. Wasn't really there or highly important. She knew she could to it, but didn't want to.
It was like her memories were altered. That being girlish is more important, and dancing and being a waitress is important.
It was like Sam was another person now.
In a sense she was.