When You See It, You'll . . .

Martin was asleep when it happened. The alien abduction felt more like a dream than reality. He was fully aware of his surroundings, even if a fog softened the edges of the lights, table… aliens? The bright light that lifted him from his bed and carried him to the spacecraft orbiting the Earth stopped as his body settled on the table.

The aliens and their medical equipment were cold. Martin was frozen on the frigid table unable to move. The aliens worked quietly. The only sounds came from the medical equipment: a soft hum, a whir, a beep or a clack.

Time passed unnoticed by Martin. He realized the aliens were experimenting on gender, turning him into a woman. As the aliens finished he was able to move. He folded his hands over his new voluptuous chest and looked to the side away from the aliens. All he could think of is what name he will take once he is returned, if he is returned. Samantha. Please, God, let me go home. I will live my life as Samantha.

The aliens gave one last look over their handiwork and nodded approval. The bright blue light returned, lifting Samantha from the bed and transporting her down from the ship, to her home, and back in her bed. Samantha fell fast asleep and dreamed of her life as a girl. Soon she will wake with the sunrise and start the best part of her life.