He was surprised by how quick it was. One moment, it seemed as if he was fighting for his life after the car accident and the next he was walking out of the hospital.

He was very lucky that there was a brain-dead woman who was a perfect donor body for him. He knew if there hadn't been his fate would be vastly grimmer. Fortunately for him it had worked out as best as it could have.

Someone else might not have liked their new situation. They might have balked at the idea of being a woman from the neck down, or the outfit, or even the very idea of the surgery. It was not the case for him. He was immensely grateful to be alive, adored his new body and he loved how he looked and felt in his new clothes. He was a bit younger, cute, sexy, and feminine. What was not to love?