Do you know what you put me through! By Rhodry

Michael was angry, very, very angry, he was on a mission.

Of sorts. How long was it, three years, three and half maybe a bit longer.
He vaguely remembers, how it happened. All he remembers that he was placed in a booth or large tube. He was in there for a week.
After that, he was sent to a Mexican brother in the south part of Mexican.
He should been the most sluttiest girl there. But Mchael slowly broke that part of the programing?
When he knew that his sluttiest could be controlled, he had to learn to curve that part of his nature.
Then when the time was right. He was able to leave. Why he wasn't back. Maybe the she was old news. Or the owner at a new toy.
It's being several weeks since he was able to enter the United States, and he started to fine. Some old friends that, they might believe that she was once, Michael.
She, she needed some equipment, and a plan to take his revenge on the person. Tony Metreveli. The man who causes this.
Michael each time, he looked at herself in the time. She has gotten used to being a girl, a female. She tried to remember being a guy, a male. And she barely remembers being a guy.
But this was not the time, to feel sorry for what happen.
A week, later a blond in a long trench coat. Appear Infront of Tony Metreveli house.
She knocked on the front door.
He opened the door, and he saw this beautiful blond.
She asked, she talked to him.
He looked at her, he knew that he knew her from somewhere. But didn't he never saw her.
Then when they when back to the porch, she undid her buttons and untied her trench coat. She was only wearing some lingerie, a lacy pair of panties, a bra, a garter belt, a pair of nylons, a pair of low heels.
But that wasn't why, really shock him. Was the shot gun. She had.
Who, who are you?
Look, look really hard. I am or was Michael Woods.
No, no you can't be Michael Woods.
But it is, I am, or was Michael Woods.
What, what do want, he asked.
Well, I want to be me again.
I'm, I'm sorry that. I can't help you.
Well, you can, she said.
I'm sorry I haven't seen the scientist, for nearly two years.
I'm not, help you.
Machael wanted to kill him. She should have.