Bethany was walking on heeled ankle boots to her date.  She was dressed well, a cute navy blue dress, black pantyhose and black ankle boots, plus her favorite black leather jacket.  She was excited to meet him.  They had texted for a while now, and just agreed to meet at a Greek restaurant in downtown.

As she walked, after having taken the train, she felt like she was being followed.

Bethany wasn't foolish, and repeatedly checked her surroundings.  Each time, each block, she wound up with nothing.

She found herself close, just a block away, at a crowded intersection.  She relaxed a moment.

Well, her instincts were right, just premature.  She felt a needle jab into her neck as a man led her to a car.  She couldn't even scream.  What the hell was in that syringe, she thought.  She couldn't talk, and her body was easily led by that man, almost involuntarily.  However, she was fully aware of everything.

As they drove off, the man buckled her up.  She seemed paralyzed by now.  Or, she thought.  Soon, they stopped, parking in a garage in an alley and he got her on her feet.

It almost felt like someone was piloting my body, Bethany thought.  But, she realized beyond walking there waa nothing else her body could do.  More like an auto-pilot just for walking.

Soon, she was walking from what seemed an industrial area to what looked like an operating room.  Oh no.  Oh god no.

She was led into the room were three men stood.  She was led to an operating table and laid down.

The first man, she guessed, was muscle.  He was over seven feet tall and she guessed at least 350 pounds.  The others seemed to be negotiating.  One was fit, medium height, average looks and about ten years older than her twenty-four.  The other was middle-aged, long dark hair, tall, but very thin.

"So, do you like the goods?"  The middle-aged man said

"I do, doctor!  She's perfect!"

"Good."  The doctor said.  "We discussed prices, plus disposal.  Do you have it?"

"I do, with a bit more!"

"I'll take it, bit I need no tip..."

"This isn't a tip.  I want her on me."

"That's very unusual!"  The doctor said.

""It's an extra two hundred thousand dollars!  I know you can!"

"Why, yes I can!"  The doctor said.  "You do realize the risk here?"

"I do.  Which is why I'm paying so much more."

"Okay, fair enough."

The fit man got on the table and was sedated.  Soon, she was out too....

She woke up restrained, and she immediatedly started to struggle.  She was panicked, and these new feelings.

"Stop!" The doctor said.  "You'll be released soon here with your new girlfriend!"

"Girlfriend?  What..."

She finally stopped and took stock.  She didn't want to believe it.  She saw the same clothes as the man before, and she felt taller, muscular, hairy, and she realized her  lack of breasts but an addition of, well, something else made her realize her plight.  At least, she thought.

Ahe then saw the fit man walk up to her, wearing her dress, walking in her heels.  She realized he had her body, but she also realized it was still his head and neck.  Somehow, his head and neck were stitched to her body!

"You should have let me dispose of her."  The Doctor said.

"I have my reasons.  My car will be here to pick us up soon.  Are we good to go?"

"Yes, yes, but if she breathes a word of this, just deal with her!"

"Good!"  He said.  "Then, why don't we get up?"

Soon, Bethany was forced to start walking.  She mentally recoiled, but her physical ability hadn't returned just yet.

They left the operating room, and then the outer area, and were walking down the alley.  He was holding her up, but, as feeling returned, she elbowed him in the face and tried to run.

"Not, damn it, lady!"  The maan with her body said.  "Come back!"

As she was almost out of the alley, three things happened.  The first, two men came out of the garage, one of them the seven foot man.  The opened up with submachine guns, and both her and the man with her body had to take cover.  The second thing was two police cars with four officers.  They provided covering fire as the third thing happened, which was the man with her body dragging her to the first police car and everyone getting out of there.

"Who, who are you?"  Bethany almost screamed.

"Sergeant Paul Murphy, and I just saved your life!"