Hazmat.

My name was Clark Borrow.

I live a very exclusive and privileged life.

My parents were both doctors in Philadelphia and we lived in a very nice apartment and I went to one of the finest schools in the area.

My future was all laid out in front of me & my parents had planned everything and thought I would follow in their footsteps.

one day whilst visiting my father at his job at  Philadelphia Hospital.

Whilst waiting for him in his lab I knocked over a vial of green glowing liquid.

One second after knocking the vile over the door sealed and the lights started flashing red & the next thing I saw was a hazmat team in full suits coming in to get me out.

I must have passed out because when I came to I was in a hospital room my father spoke to me through an intercom saying that I was in quarantine & I had been in a coma for 3 weeks.

I felt lightheaded and dizzy and fell back onto my pillow.

A short time later I came to and tried to get out of bed but I was still attached to the hospital equipment so a nurse in a hazard suit came in and removed the equipment and then it hit me there was something wrong with my body.

I desperately needed to pee and the nurse showed me to the toilet and said you need a hand with that scene it's your first time. 

I laughed and reached for my one-eyed snake.

I almost fainted when I found a soft moist wet area between my legs and that's when I saw my reflection.

I went through weeks of intense therapy to teach me everything a girl must learn in the first 18 years of her life.

My head spun after 3 months of intense studying on how to be a woman.

My mother wasn't really upset as she always wanted a daughter.

The hardest part of learning how to be a woman apart from menstruation was to pick my new name?

I decided I would become Emma.

I just turned 18 years old when I became Emma.

I still went to medical school and found out that being a woman was not the same as being my old self.

There were some departments they were interested in pushing you into like maternity and gynaecological just because you had that sort of equipment.

I muddled through my exams and found my own path.

I made new friends along the way.

But on my 22nd birthday, I met Thomas White.

My future husband-to-be.

If you ask me when I was a man did I believe in true love I would have said no but as a woman, I would say yes.

It started off slowly I was still shy and new to the world only 4 years have passed since I became a woman and even though I have experimented and explored my body and gender I was still getting used to the idea of being a woman.

The first few months in a relationship as a woman were intense my emotions and hormones were uncontrollable and we spent a lot of our free time wrapped in the sheets together.

Which led to my current predicament as I discovered I was pregnant.

Damn those birth control pills I always forgot about taking them and now I am expecting my first child.

The morning sickness the cramps & the backache could not stop me from being happy with our little accident.

8 months later with my legs in stirrups and the midwife shouting to me to push push was the only time I regretted being a woman.

But the minute I heard my baby cry and held him in my arms a feeling of joy and happiness came over me that I had never felt before and couldn't wait to get started on the next one.