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After what feels like days (but is probably only several hours), and several repeat performances with the old man, a younger, black-haired man dressed entirely in gold enters the room, followed by the old man. This new guy looks at you for a moment, then walks over to the bed. He stares directly into your eyes for a few seconds, then turns back to the old man.
"This person is the child of a good friend of mine," he says angrily, "and so I must insist you undo what you have done."
"Ah, but her transformation is nearly complete," says the old man camly. "In less than an hour, she will completely become what I have made her, in mind as well as body. Her old, male self will be nothing but a distant memory, and she will exist only to serve me in my harem." You are horrified to hear this. Even now, you have lost nearly all connection to your male self, and you are terrified to think that it will go any further.
At this, the new guy snaps. He grabs the old man by the neck and lifts him off the ground. He moves his face to within inches of the old man's face. "If you don't release my friend's child, I will liquify your bones!" he snarls. The old man hastily agrees, and the new guy sets him down. The old man snaps his fingers, and instantly your mind is restored to what it once was. Your hands stop rubbing your crotch and breast, and when you realize you have regained control, you whip your hands away and put your hands at your sides.
"I will NOT, however, restore her body. I insist that if she wants a cure so bad, she will find it herself." says the old man.
"Fine," the new guy replies calmly as he helps you get to your feet. Obviously, since your breasts are so big, no clothes will fit you, so he helps you wrap a sheet around yourself like a cloak. He helps you to walk out of the room and leave the building. There, he give you a cushioned pedestal on wheels. He helps you place your giant breasts on the cushion, then re-adjusts the "cloak" so as to go around your breasts and the pedestal. You grasp two handles that stick out from either side of the pedestal, and find that you can now balance yourself and even walk (albeit slowly, and with great difficulty).
Finally, the man turns to you and says "I am forbidden from helping you any further, but I can give you slight assistance in finding a cure. All I can give you is one name. Samuel J. Kargat. He cannot cure you, but he is the key. Find him, you find your answer."
Written by an alcoholic
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