<div class="floatright">(https://m.media-amazon.com/images/M/MV5BYmIyM2NlNjItMGZkNy00YzRiLWE5ODEtNjQ1OGM1MDYxMDE4XkEyXkFqcGdeQXVyODA1NjQ0OTY@._V1_SY1000_CR0,0,874,1000_AL_.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Wallace Aiden Burthold-Campbell (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=313758.msg15185596#msg15185596)<br/><strong>Nationality:</strong>British Citizen<br/><strong>Actions:</strong>Turning herself in for tests, and embarrassment.<br/><hr/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316842.msg15287902#msg15287902">Quote from: Lokus on 23-02-2020, 16:06:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She jots down a note, then switches to German. "Let us see if your intellect is impeded. While you change describe for me, in German, the route you would take walking to school, or to church, or from your residence in University to a favorite pub. Whichever you remember."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Let's see.. if I was still male I'd go thru the west alleyway behind the science building." She said in German, fluent and precise. "If I'm a female it's easier by taking a short cut thru the ladies dormitories and.." She continued on with the description in fluent German, adding a bit of her usual dry wit by pointing out her 'current condition' would cut about two minutes off her trek.  The idea of saying the same description went thru her head in a handful of the other languages she knew. It was all there, as was her schooling and hard won knowledge of what not to do with X-tech.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316842.msg15287902#msg15287902">Quote from: Lokus on 23-02-2020, 16:06:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Do you smoke?"<br/><br/>"I can't tell. Your lungs are in good shape. Stop smoking immediately. Sit on the table." All four sentences are said with Streillung's emotionless and matter-of-fact tone.<br/><br/>Eyes, ears, tongue and tonsils, pulse and blood-pressure, reflexes. After each test she makes a note on her clipboard. She takes a slender graduated tape and measures Wallaces dimensions as well, jotting them all down.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I do. Though I must confess that I don't have the hack, the twitches aren't coming and I will confess that I don't have yellowed teeth when I checked. No fillings either." She said noting her measurements with an embarrassed sigh. She was definitely what one would describe as 'curvy'.<em>Bloody embarrassing, I got turned into a fucking pinup model.</em>She thought furiously as she noted them down, Nobby would be one to get her additional articles of clothing. She imagined her aide de camp would have a royal good time teasing her if this lasts too long. To be honest, she knew Nobby would be giving her guff about this from now till the end of time. The cockney rogue who masqueraded as his aide de camp and his part time fence/supplier/thief for hire, enjoyed taking the piss out of him.... her.. at every chance.<br/><br/>He liked the insufferable cockney shite but he did have times where she wanted to beat him to death with a cricket bat.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316842.msg15287902#msg15287902">Quote from: Lokus on 23-02-2020, 16:06:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Now. I am going to do something that you may find embarrassing, or humiliating. It is not." From a cabinet she takes out a small glass jar and unscrews the lid. Washing her hands at the sink, she dons rubber gloves, which she washes as if they were her skin.<br/><br/>"Sit on the end of the table. Lay back. I am going to put your ankles in the metal stirrups."<br/><br/>"I suspect this will be brief. You seem to be in excellent health."<br/><br/>Her hand is cold and wet. Wallace can feel the Doctor parting her labia. Seconds seem to stretch into minutes, but in truth perhaps fifteen seconds pass before the Doctor steps back and assists Wallace in lowering her ankles from the stirrups.<br/><br/>The Doctor strips off her gloves and dries her hands, then returns to her clip-board, jotting down several lines before speaking again.<br/><br/>"You may dress. There will be blood-work, and X-rays. But neither are required tonight."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>It wasn't embarrassing, it was bloody mortifying with a side of 'how could this be happening' she thought as she got dressed. She had not been very aware of her 'plumbing change.'. Yes, she knew it was there, but till she had the latex hand probe the newly minted nethers she now possessed. That awareness was now quite clear and more than a little more in the forefront of her thoughts as she dressed, hissing in frustration as she adjusted her outfit, now acutely aware of how sensitive her nipples were as they brushed against her shirt, and how her jacket sat out much higher on her chest now with the addition of her breasts to her upper torso.<br/><br/>Not to mention that she couldn't button up her jacket or top all the way.<em>Buxom was better on other people,</em>she thought wryly as she adjusted her top clothing. The idea of having to deal with a lady's 'monthly visitor' was not a very happy thought.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316842.msg15287902#msg15287902">Quote from: Lokus on 23-02-2020, 16:06:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I am sure you have many questions. I will answer them as best I can. But the canteen will be abandoned at this hour, perhaps a cup of tea and a package of biscuits may be best for this discussion?"<br/><br/>"You are very healthy. In fact, it is almost as if you are new. On the other hand your musculature shows uncharacteristic development for someone who was truly new."<br/><br/>"I will deliver you some literature. It is likely that in a month, or perhaps as little as a few weeks, you will experience menstruation. The literature will help you be prepared."<br/><br/>"If you decide to experience sexual congress, you will experience some initial discomfort, and some minor bleeding. This will also be covered in the literature. As will new briefings on sexual diseases and pregnancy. I encourage you to study them, as you have probably not had what men call 'women's issues' explained in any great detail."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Sorry, still like the ladies.. and I do not see any wish to .. well .. relinquish my newly returned virtue at this time." She replied with a blush as she took a moment to stuff the bottoms of her shoes with paper to make them more manageable. She slid her ..well dainty.. feet into the shoes and nodded as she found them a bit more manageable. She tried hard to not think of 'sexual congress' and more importantly 'menstration'.<br/><br/>The entire idea of being pregnant made her a bit sick to her stomach. She could have a child.. carry one to term. That really brought the issue at hand acutely into focus. It wasn't just clothing, men's attention, and all of the nonsense that she thought about now, this could be her body and identity from now one. Not a fun thought, though Mum would love a daughter she realized. Most likely end up with a Scottish name of some sort.<br/><br/>The most interesting part was that this wasn't simply a physical change but a physical rejuvenation. She has none of the scars, injuries or strains that she had acquired as William or thru the X-event that had meshed her with her counterpart. She ran a finger down her cheek as she took the implications in. The scar that her counterpart had acquired was gone, as well as the messy mishmash of teeth she and her counterpart had shared. Not a filling, cap or missing tooth in her mouth now. Lots of new gear, most of which she didn't really want.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316842.msg15287902#msg15287902">Quote from: Lokus on 23-02-2020, 16:06:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"I am not one of my Austrian colleagues, Captain. I will not chart out your childhood, or divide your mind into parts to explain things. But you have been through a traumatic physical change, you should expect to experience some mental distress. This is normal. I suspect the sharp hormonal change may exacerbate the issue."<br/><br/>"The RPA would like you to remain here over night. A holding cell is being prepared. A table, chair, pitcher and ewer, and a privacy screen are being added. But you are not a prisoner. The cell doors will not be closed. Our primary concern is that this change is temporary. In the morning you will have some new clothes delivered. And some shoes that fit. As well, a woman's uniform, from your nation's auxiliary service." <br/><br/>"They will send you home, Captain, if you give them a chance. The war is over. People, men, cry out for normalcy. Women are expected to go back to being brood mares. Don't let them. You have a few weeks' grace period, bureaucracy takes time to react. But whatever case you are working on? You need to successfully close it. Mark a win on your tally sheet."<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"Joy, I am so looking forward to those hormones. Definitely not in truth." She said as she checked herself over once before letting the Doctor lead the way to the canteen, she definitely could us a bite or two. Maybe they could sneak in and make a sandwich or three. Clearly radically changing one's anatomy made for a bullish appetite. "I have had some radical changes before, though not to this scope." She admitted as she played with her hair nervously.<br/><br/>"I ah.. acquired the recall of several other.. well versions of myself as part of that. That was why I was concerned about the psychiatric examinations, I've done the rally thru them before. Twas not a fun moment let me tell you.<em>Neither was learning to variate between your memories and ones acquired from a dozen counterparts,</em>she thought as she mulled things over. She couldn't be shipped off as a solider no longer suited for the 'male job work'. Simply put she was a 'Spy in Soldiers' clothing. She had a commission and uniform and all the perks of being a Captain in His Majesties Service but he was the best X-Tech boffin that had cleared for field work. It would be hard but she could call in favors, dig up certain bodies and point out what she knew about certain folk and keep her position. Of course solving the case wold be kilometers easier, she admitted.<br/><br/>"You've a point there Doctor. I imagine it would be quite a bit easier to ensure my remaining here if I can figure out the widgets or find the one that put a six in hole in our American soldier." she conceded as she pulled out her cigarette case, looked at it and put it back in her jacket with a deep sigh. "I'll try to give up the cigarettes." She said with the air of a child with her fingers caught in the cookie jar. She felt her cheeks flush, again, in embarrasment.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=316842.msg15287902#msg15287902">Quote from: Lokus on 23-02-2020, 16:06:14</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">She tears a page off of a note pad she pulls from her pocket. "I only work here two days a week. But this is the number of my practice. And this is my home number. If you need assistance, do not hesitate to call."  <br/><br/>There are two lines of neat text. "Dr Spreillung MIT-2939 / Rika REI-4102" The first three letters are the "exchange" -- essentially the part of the city where the phone is found. MITte is the west bank of down-town (where the Kammergericht is also located) REInikendorf is a fairly upper class region, villages and spacious residential zones having grown together into a confusing labyrinth of city roads.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>"I might take you up on that if this is long lasting herr Doctor. I fear I might need fashion advice as well as the sort of things a girl learns earlier than the late 20s." She conceded as she walked to the Canteen with her. "I do have a few questions about the plumbing right now..."