"I don't know if I was expecting this." Sam said as he stood there, looking up at a nurse. He had, just a moment prior, been looking at his feminine hands and his nails, fascinated with how soft and womanly he now looked and felt.

"Understandable." The nurse said. She looked at him and then at the papers she had on a clipboard. "Our program, while not designed with weight loss in mind, can in fact do wonders in that area. Now, it is up to you to do the rest."

"The woman who has my body..." The man started.

"Oh, that, well, I have a note here. So, it seems that she does this for a job. She takes someone with an overweight body and gets them back into shape. That body you have was not hers, rather one of her projects. She does good work, it seems."

"Y-yes." Sam said. "Well, I guess it is about time for me to head out now. Do you need anything else from me?"

"No, you are free to go. Oh, one last thing, in your e-mail should be her diet and workout routine. I meant to mention that before. Anyway, good luck, sir. Take care."