Allan stood in front of the mirror, admiring his new body naked apart from a pair of knickers & bra, enjoying the feeling of his breasts on his chest moving every time he moved.
He felt slightly guilty that he was now in the 23-year-old body of his niece, but she was a spoilt little brat and never came to see him unless she wanted something.
He would have still preferred to be male, but seeing he had no living relatives that were male and his Daughter only produced girls, he had no choice in the matter.
He could not believe that the orderly who said he was a witch doctor was telling the truth as he picked up the phone that was sitting on the dresser and, with a little bit of difficulty, dialled the nursing home where he had been stuck for the past 6 years, ever since his children put him in there.
As he waited for the phone to be answered, he continued to admire his new body in the mirror, overwhelmed by how wonderful it felt to be young and healthy, wanting more even though it felt weird to have nothing between his legs.
When the phone was finally picked up on the other end, he asked to speak with Samuel. A couple of minutes late, Samuel was on the phone & was asking Allan how he was enjoying it?
Allan just answered and said make it permanent, & I will drop off the $40,000s tomorro. It's definitely worth my life savings, and with that, Samuel let out a laugh and said it will be done before hanging up the phone and leaving Allan to enjoy his new body.
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