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On Thursday, March 13, 1997 at 1:00:00 AM UTC-7, Jeffrey S. Rose wrote:
> And here I go again, at least I didn't quote Yes, again. ^_^;
>
> Thanks to everyone who gave their thoughts on the last ch. and as always
> I'm open to criticism or suggestions.
>
> Obviously, the characters and situations presented are fiction and any
> resemblence to anyone living or dead is purely coincedental.
> Please feel free to post or archive with notification. Otherwise, this work
> should be considered copyright 1997 Jeffrey S. Rose and no part should be
> published in printed form except for review/critical analysis, or offered
> for sale without consent of the author. "Time & tide melts the snowman!"
>
>
> --
> Jeffrey S Rose
> (jeffrose@juno.com)
> "Writing is not necessarily something to be ashamed of.
> But do it in private, and wash your hands afterward."
> - Woodrow W. Smith
>
> "All humans, without exception, want love. No organic
> or emotional, or psychological damage can remove
> that need. Humans can survive, albeit in pain,
> without being loved - but lock a man in a dungeon
> and he will find an ant to love, or try to. The sociopath,
> who feels no emotions, wishes he could love, and
> is driven mad by his impotence."
> - Michael Finn
> "Callahan's Secret"
>
> New U
> Ch.6: Without Hope You Cannot Start the Day
> By Jeff Rose 1997
>
> "We have met the enemy and he is us."
> - Walt Kelly's Pogo
>
>
> "Jamie?", Anne bent down to touch his/her shoulder. It had been midnight
> before Jamie's body showed its transformation. Anne handled cleaning him up
> while Chris and Beth got fresh sheets out of his/her chest. She marveled at
> how easily Jamie's new form could be lifted from the bed. When they were
> done and Jamie was placed between the clean cottonll body arranged itself
> in a fetal position and began snoring softly.
>
> "Jamie, can you hear me?"
> Rude vibrations rocked Jamie. Turquoise eyes flickered open briefly then
> shut and reported a nasty loud brightness outside. His brain mulled this
> over a bit and decided to send some test signals out.
> "Fleeceme aclone", Jamie mumbled and turned slightly.
> Shifting the extremities about produced reports of stiffness and mild
> discomfort. The ears confirmed that the voice was back on line, but the
> pitch was cranked too high and the tongue and lips were having problems
> with coordination.
> The lack of "Witch's Promise"playing in the background meant actually
> getting up was optional. Then the bowels and bladder walked up and said
> they had something to bring out for discussion. They got priority so the
> brain kicked the conscious mind out of the storage bin it was
> screwing around in with the subconscious and powered up the rest of the
> system.
> Jamie had discovered early in life that getting out bed and into a
> standing position quickly was imperative if he was actually going to wake
> up. It started in high school when he began noticing a tendency to overuse
> the snooze button. So he placed the alarm clock on the opposite end of the
> room and left the volume high.Later, rooming with others who frequently did
> not appreciate rising asearly forced him to learn to reach that alarm as
> quickly as possible.
> Anne was just about to sit down again when Jamie's turquoise eyes flew
> open as he simultaneously threw the sheet off and rolled onto his back.
> Normally this would be followed by heaving his legs out onto the floor
> while using the momentum to bounce himself into a vertical position.
> What Anne saw however, was Jamie's calves striking the edge of the
> mattress followed by a startled "Eeep!" as rebound from the mattress flung
> Jamie heels over head backwards and onto the floor with an loud thwup.
>
> * * *
>
> The drive to the airport was made in deafening silence. Rick Angstrom had
> seen Dani put up with myriad pains over the past five years. The loss of
> her hair, dental problems as the enamel was slowly stripped from her teeth,
> even the loss of continence during the bone marrow transplant , didn't faze
> her. But this latest round of changes was tearing her apart. He promised
> himself he would do the same thing to Harry Selznick when he got hold of
> the little worm.
> He looked into the rearview mirror and said, "We'll be there shortly
> Dani." Dani just sat there, staring out the windshield with those odd
> turquoise eyes of hers and continued to crunch away on some peanut brittle
> that would've shattered her teeth two weeks ago. The clinic said she'd
> grown almost a full inch since her last visit. No wonder, the way she'd
> been packing it away.
> For her part Dani was upset to say the least. The past week had been
> nothing but disappointments. Yes she was almost back to her old height, but
> her waist and shoulders had gained at least that much and her breasts had
> shrunk up to the point that she had stuffed socks into the A-Cups she was
> wearing now. .. And they itched.
> She gave up on shaving her legs and pits two days ago when hair started to
> spread up from her crotch and that itched worse. Hiding her case of
> "fuzzies" caused her to wear the oversized sweatshirt and jeans that were
> threatening to broil her whenever she stepped into the late August sun. She
> was scared to show Mom what was happening and Dad either didn't or refused
> to understand how frightened she was.
> Just to add insult to injury she was getting a mild case of the cramps.
>
> * * *
>
> Saturday mornings are supposed to be fun. It had been a long time since
> Jaime had stopped perusing the networks's morning offerings with a bowel of
> Cap'n Crunch or Coca Puffs in hand, but getting up early and running some
> "Ranma 1/2, "Tenchi-Muyo!", or "Patlabor" while setting up for the day was
> still a Saturday morning ritual he had enjoyed. But not today.
> After Anne helped him get up off the floor while explaining that
> everything would be all right and Chris was going to the White Marsh to
> pick some things up for her, Three things hit him simultaneously:
> 1) You're Naked!
> 2) You're staring up into Anne's left nostril.
> 3) Now that you've bounced yourself off the floor you _really_ have to
> go to the bathroom!
>
> Jamie chased Anne out of the room and rushed to the can. Getting the
> necessities out of the way didn't take too long. Just refuse to look at
> yourself, but remember to sit. It was almost fun having enough hair to need
> to use a blow dryer. .. But it made it necessary to violate the
> aforementioned rule. Also,it was difficult not to notice notice that your
> hazel eyes had shifted to an unnatural blue/green. Looking more like those
> the stones in those rings your sister liked years ago. The blonde eyebrows
> were nothing new, but their customary light tone that faded to nothing
> halfway across, now seemed to emphasize the smaller, more vaguely feminine
> contours of your new, chubbier face. Your formerly thin lips have taken on
> a more pouty look as well. Good thing the loss of 4" in height means you
> really have a hard time seeing anything below your chin in the bathroom
> mirror unless you want to. Maybe getting dressed (hold that pun) and just
> losing yourself in a game would help.
>
> The 3D controller for the Saturn felt too big in Jamie's much smaller
> hands. But then, everything was too big. The extra large Ranma 1/2 t-shirt
> that she wore to cover her pubescent breasts was now long enough to cover
> the pink and black swim trunks Anne got her for her birthday. Thank god for
> draw strings or those would've been on the floor. Nights twirled and spun
> across the landscape of the Soft Museum stage and the music played as Jamie
> tried to reach the Zen state that (he hoped )would let him forget
> thegrumbling for food in his gut (Look what happened the last time you got
> hungry No, strike that. Don't look.) and disquieting feeling of movement
> down below as his plumbing continued to rearrange itself. The timer got to
> zero during the third run and Nights reverted to Claris. Jamie reached over
> and shut off the game. Looking over at the clock, he noted it was only
> 10:30 in the morning. Jamie checked her scheduler idly and began picking up
> the room.
>
> "Chris should be back from the mall in a couple of hours.", Beth said,
> sitting down next to Anne at the kitchen table. "Are you sure Chris was the
> best choice to pick up some clothes and basics? You know her sense of
> humor."
> "She follows the fashions more closely than either of us.", Anne responded
> looking at the somewhat matronly fashions she preferred. "She knows better
> than I do what the kids are wearing today."
> "That's what I'm talking about. Have you seen what kids are wearing this
> summer? I don't think Jamie's going to respond well to a middie tee and low
> slung hip huggers, eh?"
> Anne started to look worried. "You don't think she'd go that far, do you?"
> Beth shrugged, "I wouldn't be surprised to see a couple of mini-skirts in
> the mix, but. ..", Changing the subject, she pointed to the baby monitor on
> the table and asked , "How long has it been that quiet."
> "Couple of minutes", Anne rose and smoothed out the floral print skirt she
> changed into after Jamie chased her out of the room, "Think I'll try
> talking to her.She's got to be very confused."
> Beth Grabbed Anne's arm. "Better let me handle the first round. This is
> the same 12 year old that chased you out of her room, remember?", She
> pushed up the non-existent sleeves of her tank top. "I think Jamie may need
> someone less prone to bolt than you. Listen in on the monitor and come in
> when I call."
>
> The door to Jamie's room swung and Beth watched as Jamie returned to her
> chest and began piling jeans and sweat pants onto her bed.
> "You know if I'd known about my guinea pig status, I'd have asked for a
> better salary." Beth was amazed. The little girl in front of her was a
> little tall for her(biological) age, but the immense tee shirt and
> oversized trunks, made her look even younger. The high voice further
> emphasized the matter. Jamie turned her head and Beth watched as her
> shoulder length wavy blonde hair shifted and a tomboyish face peered out
> from under ragged golden bangs. "So you think I should just put 'em in
> storage for the next hundred years or donate them to Goodwill and try to
> convince the Infernal Revenue Service I can still claim the deduction?"
> "Hold onto them.", Beth said, glad that Jamie had at least realized the
> change wasn't really permanent. "'What's old is new again' and all that."
> Jamie sniggered at the joke, but when it came out as a giggle, the control
> she was striving for broke and the giggle rapidly changed to sobs and
> tears. Jamie tried to turn away from Beth when a strong hand gripped his
> shoulder and spun him about.
> The hard slap that followed cut the tears short and for the first time in
> years Jamie lost control.
> Beth was surprised by the fury with which Jamie commenced attacking her.
> Beth was a now taller and out massed Jamie which put him at the
> disadvantage. Jamie obviously never trained to fight as she did and was
> used to simply wading in and throwing his opponent around. Typical for a
> kid who'd grown up 'big for his age'.
> Jamie was too close for Beth to do more than try to restrain her though.
> Beth had just about managed to pin Jamie to the bed when a hand freed
> itself and shot out, grabbing her collarbone and squeezing.
> "Urrgh! Nice try missy!" Beth grimaced, and was thankful Jamie's strength
> had been diminished by the transformation. This hurt, but if Jamie had been
> able to apply her former strength, Beth knew she'd have a broken
> collarbone. "If you'd been a real girl you would have gone with a titty
> twister though." She leaned forward, forcing Jamie to bend her elbow and
> ease her grip.
> "James Everett McGowan! Stop that this minute! Anne's voice boomed through
> the room and Jamie stopped struggling immediately. Beth almost reluctantly
> moved aside to reveal Anne standing behind her. Anne had her fists planted
> on her hips. Her face was a mixture of horror at the scene and irritation
> that things got this far. She panted from running full speed to Jamie's
> room as she tuned to Beth. "And you.. "She started.
> Jamie burst out laughing. This time it was a full throated belly laugh.
> "You used the 'Mother Voice'!", tears were steaming again and the laughter
> died down to giggles. "All three names! Oh, Jeeze," Jamie managed in
> between fits, "I haven't cut loose on anyone like that in years. Not since
> I was .." Jamie started to indicate a shorter height then remembering her
> new size, raised the flattened palm to her current height. ".. Hmm. This
> tall."
> Noticing that Beth was massaging her shoulder Jamie asked, "Beth, are you
> ok? I, uh .. never well."
> "Nah, not bad for your first cat fight. The bruise should be gone inside
> an hour. See? There are good things about having nanites running around
> your system.
> Jamie soured again. "You mean other than being stuck in a teenage girl's
> body for the next hundred years? Or watching my family all die before I
> become an adult again? My social life might've been garbage before, but I
> don't even want to think about what kind of creep might be interested in me
> now. That is, of course, assuming I don't become the first thirty year old
> Kiddie Porn star in history! Or do I just go on Geraldo and sing the blues
> for cash and prizes?"
> "Scum puppies! Now I want to kill something again. Anne, hand me that
> notebook."
> "I will not." She said pulling the chair from Jamie's desk and motioning
> Beth to find a seat on the bed next to Jamie. "And you are most certainly
> not stuck in an 12 year old's body. Beth has been going over the changes
> Harry made to your treatment and once your genitalia finalize, you'll age
> very quickly til you hit what...?
> "Somewhere between 17 and 21 biologically."Beth supplied.
> "I'm not going to lie to you Jamie, this is going to be hard for you to
> deal with. We'll help however we can and your basic job will stay the same.
> We'll help with your family if you want us to, but for all extents and
> purposes you are now a young woman and the sooner you get used to the fact
> the better."
> "Jamie,", Anne said, taking Jamie's reduced hands into her own. "You once
> told me the reason you loved your job here was the broad range of things
> that needed to be done. 'Never a chance to get bored when you can switch
> from landscaping one day to wiring the next or working on the design for
> some workbench or addition we need.', I think you said. That hasn't
> changed. If anything, we need you more than ever. You, the essential you,
> has not changed. Jamie McGowan still has the mind of a 30 year old
> dilettante whose interest in everything from Anime to Zoology has kept him
> a poking his nose into anything that struck his fancy."
> She was doing it again Jamie thought, looking into the cobalt orbs
> pleading with him/her to accept her gentle authority. Jamie gathered her
> strength of will together for an assault of her own.
> "Alright, I know I'm still me. I also know I'm pissed off. Anne, you said
> I had cancer, but you could've told me and proscribed the Chemo Delivery
> System nanites a whole hell of lot easier than setting me up for a full
> treatment the way you did. You knew I didn't want a full treatment. What
> the hell were you thinking? "
> Anne lowered her eyes and had the courtesy to look embarrassed. Jamie felt
> Beth tensing on the bed beside her.
> "It had to be your decision Anne." Jamie pressed. She (Get used to that
> pronoun Kid) felt Anne's shame at what had happened, but needed to get at
> the root of the cause before she felt too sorry for her. "At best,
> Christends to think of me as a little broth .. sister to tease. Beth, no
> offense hun, but this is the first time since before I introduced you to
> what I like in anime that you haven't looked at me like I was competing
> with you in some contest of wills. Some day you'll have to tell me why guys
> put you off."
> Feeling her oats now, Jamie gently squeezed Anne's hands, which were still
> clasping her own. "But you Anne, have always treated me like a child who
> needs protection." Jamie grinned as those words passed her lips. "So you
> convinced Beth and Chris to knock me out, and turn me into Lazarus Long.
> Except something went wrong and now I look more like an immature Deety
> Burroughs." Anne looked confused. "Who?"
> "I'll see if I can't find my copies of 'Time Enough For Love' and 'Number
> of the Beast' later." Jamie sighed. "You're avoiding the subject though.
> Why force me into a full treatment you knew I wouldn't want?"
> "That's my cue to leave.", Beth said, standing, "I'm going to start lunch.
> You two have a lot to talk about and Chris'll be back in an hour or so any
> way."
> Jamie closed the door after Beth and hearing her stomach growl, threw
> caution to the wind, and grabbed a couple of birch beers out of the
> mini-fridge she used as a night stand. Passing one to Anne, she sat jumped
> back onto the bed.
> "Well?"
>
> "Remember back when you hired on with us and Chris talked about where the
> idea to apply create the broad based treatment that de-aged us came from?"
>
> "Sure, one of your technicians died of AIDS."
> Anne seemed to fall into herself and her eyes looked through Jamie. "At
> that time some people were still calling it GRIDS. When my brother-in-law's
> son heard what his son had, he disowned him and I allowed him to stay with
> me on the west coast."
> Anne's gaze sharpened a bit. "You reminded me of him. His manner and style
> I mean. Shy, yet valiantly attempting to hide behind puns and banter.
> Purposefully exposing yourself so no one else would have a chance to."
> "He hid the fact he'd caught a cold and Beth, Chris and I were off on a
> money run. Those were busy days for us, when we weren't in the lab, we were
> constantly being introduced to potential investors and demonstrating the
> possibilities of nanotechnology. Most of which were for naught. You want to
> know why Beth is 'put off' by men? Wait til you have to put up some of what
> we went through to get New U established with our skins intact."
> "Three days later, I opened the door to my apartment to find Scott
> unconscious. He'd just given up. I rushed him to the hospital, but his
> lungs had already filled with fluid from pneumonia by then. Anne's eye's
> clouded again as the sight of the 20 year old swam in front of her. I was
> the only one in the family willing to care for him and I ignored the
> obvious symptoms. I let him die so I could chase money."
> "I couldn't just .. stand by with partial methods when I knew I could save
> your life and keep you safe! You'd never have figured out what had been
> done for years.By then I didn't think it would matter. Instead .. "
> Jamie did her best to gather Anne into her arms and pressed her small
> forehead to Anne's. "Instead your QC man re-rigged the treatment and tipped
> your hand, eh?"
> "You're not ..?"
> "Like I said before, I'm throughly pissed; at you for not trusting me and
> at Harry for fucking with my life. There's another person to be pissed at
> though and he isn't as available for kicking in the ass as he used to be.
> Anne, I've lived the last 12 years without becoming romantically involved
> with anyone. Do you know why?"
> Anne pulled and Jamie found herself firmly in Anne's lap. Anne brushed
> some hair out of Jamie's eyes. "I always thought you were just too
> shy."Jamie found herself even more firmly in the grips of Anne's magic than
> ever before. She resisted the urge to rest her head on Anne's shoulder,
> looked her dead in the eye and continued.
> "I went through all the normal dating experiences as a kid. From boyhood
> crush to having someone who throughly disgusts you chasing you around. I'm
> even participated in a few of those relationships from the other side as
> well. Even fell into the 'secret admirer bit in Jr. high. Had a few
> steadies and when we broke up it hurt the way such things always do I
> guess. Looking back, I knew none of them were ever going to be permanent
> relationships. Then in college I met Rose."
> Jamie was now feeling quite uncomfortable and got out of Anne's lap. "She
> was my first .. everything I guess. The first girl I ever seriously
> considered marrying.The only girl I ever proposed to. The first woman I
> ever made love to. I was so scared when I gave her the ring I told her to
> stop crying, the diamond wasn't that small."
> Jamie smiled at Anne, "We were the jesters for the local SCA group. She
> was the Rude Jester and I was the Crude Jester," Jamie flipped the bird,
> "This one to be exact."
> "Anyway, I knew her home life was kinda screwed up, but I wasn't aware of
> how badly she wanted out. After I proposed, she wanted to move in with me,
> but I was raised fairly conservatively and wouldn't hear of it. When I
> offered to help her find an apartment of her own, she declined saying that
> as an Airforce brat, she didn't know how to function off base. Then she
> wanted to push our wedding date forward."
> "I was a student working part-time and hustling flea markets and comic
> conventions, trying to make a grubstake. I couldn't support a family then,
> no matter how much I might've wanted to. And believe me, I wanted to."
> Jamie picked up the only stuffed doll in the room. A small Fox-squirrel
> that Rose had given Jamie years ago. "So she found someone who could, or at
> least would. I knew she was mad when she left for the summer to see her
> grandmother in Philly. Wouldn't tell me how to get there or what her phone
> number was."
> "She called me in August and told me she was transferring out there and
> about Patrick. She was sending my ring back. I told her to cash it in as a
> wedding present. Two months later she called to tell me how happy she was
> to be married and pregnant."
> "Y'know how you hear about how utterly stupid some guys can be? I still
> have dreams about her. I even dream about Crystal. That's what they named
> the baby, did I mention that? Never even seen her, but I know who she
> doesn't look like. Rose made sure to call and tell me all about her. Rose
> likes to call whenever she's having problems. Because I was so good to her,
> she says. She called me just to catch up on old times after divorcing her
> second husband a month before I moved in here and I thought I was going to
> die. I couldn't bring myself to tell her where to get off. I just made
> conversation as merrily as you please. The point being, that I don't date
> because I know that if she walked through that door right now with Crystal
> in tow and asked me to take her back, I'd do it."
> "Do you know how scary it is to be that stupid and know it? How can a
> person, knowing he's that messed up, trust any of his feelings about
> people? I decided I was too stupid to be allowed to breed and resigned
> myself to being alone for the rest of my life and you just extended that
> sentence by a hundred plus years! THAT'S why I'm pissed at you."
> "But I can't stop there and still be a good, honest to myself cynic. I'm
> where I am because I was too ashamed to tell anyone why I didn't want to be
> immortal. Not even the one woman I've known since Rose that I instinctively
> trusted from the moment I met her.", Jamie banged her head against a
> bookshelf. "And THAT'S why I'm pissed at myself!"Jamie knew she was
> indulging in self pity now but the leaden feeling in her heart was
> increasing anyway. Spreading from the center of her chest and just hanging
> there. She couldn't stop the tears when she felt Anne's arms encircling her
> and felt her kiss the back of her head. They just talked for a while like
> that until Jamie's hurt and Anne's shame stepped into the background.
> "You were wrong about some things that's all."Anne said quietly, "We all
> are sometimes."
> Jamie sniffled a bit, knowing she'd just told this woman the one thing
> she'd never told anyone. Not her family, not Matt or Ron...
> "Cushlamochree! What'll I tell everyone about this! Younger and shorter,
> people ignore or attribute to a rug or maybe Grecian Formula. Younger,
> shorter and breasts get flat denials!"
> "How about, 'Matt, there's something I've been meaning to tell you for
> years.'", Chris offered as she entered the room carrying more bags than
> Jamie would've given her credit for. "Seriously, don't we have enough
> bridges to cross tonight without bringing even more people into this?" She
> dropped the bags onto
> Jamie's already crowded bed and after tossing the collected jeans, pants
> and underwear to the floor, she dug through them till she came up with a
> Rite-Aid bag.
> "Into the bathroom Missy, Anne start sorting through this stuff and find
> Jamie some real shorts, panties and a bra. Beth should be bringing lunch up
> and I want to have Jamie here presentable before tonight." Glancing at
> Jamie's trunks, she added,"Bet you're thanking God for drawstrings."
> Chris whipped Jamie out of Anne's grasp and pushed her into the bathroom.
> Before she was quite aware of what was happening, Chris had stripped her
> down and placed her in the shower.
> "Yes I can see we have some work ahead little miss hairball." Chris began
> by showing Jamie how to shave properly. It really wasn't that different
> from before, Jamie reflected, there was just a LOT more surface area to
> cover and some of the positions required to get there were, well awkward to
> put it mildly. A thorough shower followed with Chris detailing how best to
> keep the new equipment Jamie had properly clean. When she protested about
> how detailed Chris was becoming with her descriptions and instructions, she
> then began describing the consequences of not knowing what she was
> explaining. Jamie suppressed a gag and washed on.
> When Jamie tried to use the shampoo in the shower Chris slapped her hand
> and threw it out. "You want people to think you have dandruff or
> something?"
> "It was on sale."
> "For a very good reason. It smells like a the back end of a mule with
> dysentery. Use this.", Chris countered passing a bottle through the
> curtain.
> Jaime had to admit, it did smell a lot better than the other stuff and she
> barely missed the tingling scalp. "Besides washing one's hair is much more
> pleasant when there's hair to wash", she thought. "Conditioner though, she
> decided while waiting, is just plain boring.
> "Towel!", Chris shouted tossing one over the curtain rod once Jamie shut
> the water off. Jamie patted herself off and then fumbled a bit, realizing
> she was going to have to buy some larger towels if she was going try
> wrapping herself in them.
> "I'm well aware my bottom is hanging out Chris.", Jamie said while
> stepping out of the shower. "Whistling the theme to the Jack Benny show is
> not necessary."
> Chris made her sit on the toilet while she evened Jamie's hair and
> applied some evil smelling goo to the ends. "Your hair is darker at the
> ends that at the roots. This'll help even that out, unless you want a
> really short style. I have to admit though,I didn't realize it was down to
> your shoulder blades."
> "Are you kidding?", Jamie shot back. "The hair's the only part of this I
> like."
> "Fine, then let that set for a few minutes."
> Anne poked her head in the door and handed Chris some clothes. "Lunch is
> ready when you two are."
> "Give us ten minutes.", then to Jamie, "Ok Kiddo, stick your head in the
> sink. Time to rinse."
> A minimum of time was spent drying." You've got enough natural wave in
> your hair to get away with just letting it hang for now, but I can't wait
> to get you into the salon." Chris said.
> "Oh.. goody."Jamie said, pouring as much sarcasm as she could muster into
> it.
> "Hey you said you wanted the hair. It's the price of admission. TANSTAAFL,
> yes? Oh, I almost forgot!", Chris exclaimed and began powdering Jamie.
> "Keeps you smelling fresh all day and helps keep that new skin you've got
> nice and soft."
> Jamie sighed and began pulling on the clothes Anne dropped off. "Chris,
> I'm impressed, you didn't go for the silkies." Jamie said slipping on the
> cotton panties,followed by a pair of beige shorts.
> "You're a little young for those yet and we expect you'll be growing out
> everything I just bought within the year. That'll give you a chance to
> change your wardrobe and grow into your new proportion like any girl."
> "Great.",Jamie said encountering problems with the bra til she turned it
> backwards to hook the clasps. "This however is too much." She said dropping
> the kawaii lace trimmed tank top and picking up the white tee shirt with
> both Ranma Saotomes on it. "Much more appropriate, don't you think?"
> "Beth might get the joke, but it'll be lost on Anne." Chris said as Jamie
> tucked the shirt in.
> "As long as I do, who cares? Let's eat."
>
> Lunch went without incident and as they all ate, Jamie put her new clothes
> away, surprised at just how much Chris had picked up. Finally, she got to
> the shoes. Jamie opened the box and crossed her eyes. Ankle socks she could
> live with, but these?
> "I knew you had to have them the moment I saw them." Chris said grinning
> as Jamie pulled the hot pink cross trainers out of the box.
> Jamie grimaced a bit, then smiled at the joke and slipped them on and
> laced them up. "I guess they do fit my new image."
> So saying, Jamie stepped over to her desk and rustled through one of the
> drawers til she found what she was looking for. Gripping the prize in her
> fist she rummaged in the closet.
> Jamie normally didn't wear hats (His hair loss had not begun to become
> noticeable til after he'd been forced to wear them continuously in the
> military.) but this Baseball cap was purchased during the height of his/her
> obsession with Ranma 1/2 and matched the shirt perfectly. With the closet
> door hiding her from the others, Jamie pulled her hair back the way she
> remembered her sister doing and used the rubber band clenched in her fist
> to make a ponytail. Tucking it through the back of the cap, She spun
> outfrom behind the closet door. She stopped in a slightly undignified
> manner. The small weights on her chest and her changing center of gravity
> causing her to bobble a little. "Well, what 'cha think?"
> The three women applauded and Jamie felt a mild blush. "As long as I can
> put my own spin on this, I guess I can survive." She thought and
> acknowledged their applause with an exaggerated curtsy.
> Anne insisted on running some tests after that. Then rooms had to be
> prepared for Mr. Angstrom and Dani and round about 6:30 Anne and Beth got
> ready to pick up the pair at the airport.
> "But why can't I go too?"Jamie asked in what sounded even to her,
> suspiciously like a little girl whining. "Gotta work on the delivery",
> Jamie thought, but she really was curious to see her other half.
> "The car will be crowded enough as it is, with the two of them and their
> luggage. I also want to make sure Dani is prepared to meet you. I don't
> know just how much Richard has told her about what's happening to the two
> of you and she may not even be aware of you yet. Given the importance of
> your role in helping her through this, I'd like to make sure she's
> prepared. Beth will be going along to keep everyone in line."
> Anne had explained her 'buddy' system to Jamie during lunch. Jamie was to
> help Dani get used to being Danny while Jamie was learning to be a girl
> from her. "It shouldn't be too hard to teach Dani to make rude body noises
> and remember to occasionally scratch her balls." Beth smirked and Jamie
> stuck her tongue out at the slight on her former sex.
> Once they left, Jamie began preparing a light dinner and Chris checked to
> make sure the lab was prepared for tomorrow. It gave Jamie time to think
> about the changes that were continuing in her body. Nibbling on a carrot;
> there was something new. Jamie had always hated raw vegetables but it
> seemed her taste buds and sense of smell had even changed. Not altogether
> surprising as, according to Beth, her new body seemed to be a combination
> of the best aspects of both Jamie and Dani Angstrom. She wondered again
> what Dani looked like. How much Jamie was peeking through her and how was
> she dealing with that?
> The smell of ground beef and spices was filling the kitchen and Jamie
> turned to get some lettuce for the taco salad when she saw her distorted
> reflection in the refrigerator, "Not much Jamie left on this end.", Jamie
> said. "About half you, half Dani Angstrom to be exact." Chris said,
> walking in, " You might not believe this, but I think we all went through
> that to
> an extent. At least I did." Chris sniffed cautiously. "Not bad."
> "When we tried the treatment on ourselves," Chris said, "I was amazed at
> how much of a difference 30 years made. Colors were brighter, clearer, and
> smells! I didn't realize how much the olfactory senses faded over time.
> Flavors became richer and more vibrant than they had in years."
> "I know what you mean about that. " Jamie agreed and started shredding the
> lettuce.
> "For a while, It was intoxicating." Chris went on and began washing her
> hands. "I had to try everything again. But in the end I was still me and
> ...."
> "Don't push. The fact is, I'm not really the girl I see in the mirror.
> She looks like she belongs on an old after school special. She doesn't
> legally exist. She can't drive, I certainly wouldn't trust her with a
> drink. She's 5'6" if she's an inch and only 110 lbs! One Sam Adams and
> she'd likely be on the floor.
> Worse, I think she's a little slut."
> Chris did a beautiful double-take. "Wha ... Where'd that come from?"
> Jamie blushed, but in for a penny. .."I have never
> felt .. not without meaning to, anyway. When you were telling me how to
> wash .."
> "Oh that was just good clean fun." Chris giggled."Don't tell me you really
> believed you were supposed to massage your nipples with the soap?"
>
> * * *
>
> "Dad, what does she mean?",Dani cried. "The techs at the clinic said they
> were sending me here so Dr. Howe can fix what's wrong!"
> Anne bit her tongue and looked in the rearview mirror. She had flown back
> to the clinic in disguise to supervise Dani's treatment while Jamie was at
> the convention. Paula at the clinic, had been sending information and
> photos constantly. They didn't do the "girl" justice. The treatment they
> designed for Dani had her regressing to her pre-diagnosis age of twelve,
> followed by an accelerated growth period til she would be physically 17
> again. Within 12
> months, she would stabilize and the nanites would lock her in time.
> Unfortunately, Harry's alteration to the program had mixed Jamie's traits
> into Dani's. While girls usually hit their growth spurt about a year
> earlier than boys as a rule, Jamie had gone from being tall for an 11 year
> old at 5'7" to 5'10" when he started 7th grade at age 12. Dani's regression
> program had been left virtually untouched though and the nanites in her
> system were now fighting a two front war.
> Trying to both accelerate her growth from 5'4", to 5'10" and expanding her
> dimensions to male proportions explained her current eating habits. Even as
> Anne was watching, Danielle was methodically working her way thorough the
> largest bag of Fritos they could find in the gift shop and the way she was
> going, she could complete two more before finishing the 45 minute trip back
> home.
> At least Jamie had more than enough mass to support his/her transformation
> without needing to constantly eat. First order of business when they got
> back would be starting Dani on some kind of diet supplement, before she
> ended up with a serious eating disorder on top of everything else.
> Angstrom cranked his head around to face his daughter. "Dani, I think you
> were reading things in to what the personnel at the clinic said. Now hush
> while Anne finishes explaining what's planed for you. Doctor, what do you
> have planned?"
> Anne sighed inwardly. Apparently, Angstrom had not told Danielle anything,
> leaving that for the "experts". "Dani, remember our interview a month ago?
> The treatment you were given involved installing an immense number of tiny
> machines into your body. Some those machines have taken over for the
> biological systems in your body that identify and destroy foreign bodies
> and prevent any new cancers from growing in you. Those machines will also
> act
> to prevent new machines from being introduced to correct any difficulties
> you are having. There are others that were supposed to rebuild your body
> after getting rid of the cancer that was already there."
> "You said I would grow back to the person I was, just without cancer. But
> I never looked like this! I've got 38" shoulders already and my hips have
> gotten slimmer if anything!"
> "Danielle!",Angstrom snapped, "Control yourself. The Doctor has given you
> a new lease on life. There are always problems in any new process."
> Paying the toll for the Ft. Mc Henry Tunnel, Anne rolled the window up and
> continued. "Problems is an interesting way to describe what's been done to
> your daughter. Dani, as your father told you about Harry Selznick?"
> "I thought you could explain that better than I." Angstrom said, shifting
> uncomfortably for the first time.
> "Selznick altered the treatment you and another of our patients were
> supposed to receive. Beth said, scowling at the back of Angstrom's head.
> "Instead of rebuilding you as you, per say, he combined genetic information
> from the both of you. Now, the thing to remember is even if we can't get
> around the nanites already in your system, we can still put you back to
> rights when they shut down naturally."
> "Combined...?", Dani said quietly, looking at a chip filled hand. "With
> whom?"
>
> * * *
>
> Claiming the hat was getting on her nerves, Jamie went up stairs to take
> it off. Chris' mentioning of how the girls had already used the treatment
> on themselves had reminded her that the women she was living with and
> working for were all in their sixties. She tended to forget how long and
> hard they had to have worked to build New U. There were questions running
> round her head that she had ignored previously.
> For instance: Promptly upon getting New U on it's feet the three people
> responsible for making the company a name in both the science and the
> industrial communities all but changed their identities and move to the
> east coast. Even going so far as to disguise themselves on the few
> occasions they'd needed to return to the home office.
> Ron and Matt didn't know where their money came from. Jamie had been
> given very specific instructions to evade any such questions. Even checks
> that were being signed out to suppliers and the few contractors she'd used
> so far, were drawn on a joint account, not a corporate account.
> The explanation that they wanted to retire and enjoy the fruits of their
> labor made some sense, but if that was so, why spend 3-4 days a week
> overseeing operations and teleconferencing (Again, Jamie had been told
> specifically not to include video capability in that system.) with
> suppliers and clients? The facilities at the home office on the west coast
> should be much better equipped to handle the problem she and Danielle were
> encountering. Yet they were bringing Danielle here instead of closing up
> shop and hauling Jamie (a much less important client) to Silicon Valley.
> That was
> flattering, but hardly professional. More to the point, considering their
> dependance on the mini-cray, it would make sense to keep it under as close
> a scrutiny as possible.
> Since she had never been interested in pursuing the New U treatment
> herself, she'd never let the thought about the girls actions as the job was
> enjoyable and they were good company. Besides which, she felt that by the
> time it would be "safe" to tell the world about the life extension
> capabilities of the full treatment, she would be dead.
> She was pretty certain that in terms of actual time and materials, a full
> treatment only cost about $10,000. The price could only go down in time.
> Unless, one wished to star...
This story is really enjoyable, I think, and I wish that I could find the complete work. There is more than is shown here available at
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/transgender/Magic-ScFi/new-u
Someday, I hope that Jeff decides to finish this masterpiece. Even if he does not, I say "Thank you, Jeff!"