The Test Subject
Callie Barnhart was certainly cute enough. She looked up from her desk, eyes sparkling, and reached out a hand to receive the clipboard her subject was holding.
She could sense the reticence in the man handing her the clipboard, and while checking for the signature on the NDA, looked up at him with a pleasant smile. “I know this is really weird, a contract for sexual research, but we believe this invention will be game-changing in many ways, and I needed an impartial obse

To
My Daughter
My
mother told me not to go out looking for you, whoever you were going
to be. She taught me that all I had to do was let you find me. And
you have. One glance across a crowded sports pub during halftime in
the 49ers game. Eye contact. It peeled you away from your friends,
brought you to my side. I’m tentative at first. I’ve made
mistakes before. I want to be sure you’re the one, before I invite
you into my life for real.
Soon
it’s pretty clear it’s not a mistake. You pr

Silicone
Her
body twitches as she lies flat on the smooth, padded floor, and it's
difficult to tell whether or not she's in any kind of pain. Her
skin, which was already smooth to begin with, becomes even more so;
with a wisp of smoke her body becomes entirely hairless. You've
never seen her bald before; she doesn't seem to mind. Neither do
you.
Then
she sits up. Her eyes open, with some effort, and the whites of her
eyes are the only two places where she is not the same, uniform,
pinkish co

A
nice time to be female
6
"I
love you," Kayleigh said.
"And
I you, of course," I answered.
"I
can't wait."
"Then
don't."
I
try to catch my breath, stay calm, not break out into a sweat. The
studio audience emits a collective gasp -- this I expected.
"Mmmm,"
I said, looking quite relaxed. "I
could just keep you there forever."
The
producers have chosen my second-most-tightly-edited version of my
video-- this despite the rare "expli

A
nice time to be female
2
It
had to happen, sooner or later. Cathy knew it, I knew it. She'd
warned me, you know, to listen to my instincts a little more than I
do, be less afraid of what they tell me.
But
I've always listened to instinct, haven't I? I mean, instinct has
driven me to take five human beings into myself in just under five
years; all of them guys. I just like
it: I've grown to appreciate the entire process, from the initial
hunt right through to that moment when, some nine months