The tattoo shop was the perfect idea. Ken wanted to surprise
his girlfriend for her birthday and a beautiful tat of her on his arm would
brighten her day. He ran to the bank and withdrew the money needed for the
tattoo artist.
Anxiety filled Ken as he sat in the chair as the tattoo took
shape. When it was done he was elated at how well it turned out. On the way
home the tat started to feel warm and itched. Nearly home, Ken felt funny all
over. As he walked in the door his girlfriend let out a scream. He turned to
show his girlfriend the tat.
“Ken?”
“Who else do you think it is?”
“But you are a girl!”
“Wha. . .” Ken ran to the mirror and touched his feminine
face before checking below and finding a perfectly smooth crotch. Ken explained
what he did.
“You went to the tattoo shop on Bellevue Ave? That place is
owned by TG Inc! You know you will spend the rest of your life as a girl now?”
Ken’s girlfriend looked Ken up and down. “Not that I am complaining.”
Ken swallowed hard as his girlfriend had one last comment, “Bethany.”
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