After many years of experimentation, Illinois born and raised Dr. Harrigan and a team of highly trained professionals have devised a way to swap two human minds into the other's body. This would make transitioning much easier and eliminate the need for hormone therapy or surgeries intended for this propose, provided one may look quite different from his or her original genetic make up. Up to this point, testing has been done on Rattus norvegicus (lab rats) that, while providing substantial results on the ramifications …show more content…
Way.
"What happened?" she yelled in a rather frantic tone. Her son, well daughter now she reminded herself, was usually very quiet and soft spoken. She assumed some terrible accident had to have triggered her to act so out of character. She had the phone in her hand, ready to dial any emergency services necessary until she saw the huge grin on the rarely happy teen's face. Unless she was some sadistic freak and/or her older brother, Gerard, was injured, she figured it was good news.
"IsawthisadanditwasalllikedirectedattranspeopleandImightnothavetogothroughhormonetherapyand-." The words couldn't spill from Miley's mouth fast enough, or, in her mother's case, slow enough. An amused smile tugged at the corner of Mrs. Way's lips. She had never seen her daughter so worked up. Maybe Urban outfitters was having a sale that …show more content…
There were three sections, organized into twenty questions each. The first of which dealt with physical traits. He was confused as to why this was necessary, but figured that maybe all blue eyed people got fried by the machine like some anti-Hitler supercomputer.
A little pop up with an 8-bit transgender pride flag read, 'are you ready for phase one of the survey?' Pete clicked the 'yes' button.
1. What color is your hair (currently)?
He leaned back and took a sip of his diet coke. He hoped the whole test we be that easy.
Pete clicked on the question box and tried to form the words to describe the perfect midnight black hue with subtle ash brown high lights. He was proud of his hair and not ashamed to admit it.
2. Do you have any facial hair?
He wished. Pete shut his laptop quickly when he heard a knock that, if knocks could even sound annoyed, conveyed the utmost annoyance. He knew immediately who it was, solely based on the negative vibes that seemed to creep into his room.
"Come in," he made a point of sighing audibly. Before he could say 'my mother is a transphobic piece of trash', she was already chastising