“You know the drill, lift the shirt. Time to show your body for your supper.” “Here, you asshole.” “Lovely. Excellent job on your makeup today, as well. Although, I do need to get you a new shirt. Or a new dress, perhaps. Would you like that?” Just give me the food.”I’m curious. Do you still consider yourself a man?” “I am a man, you son of a bitch.” “Despite all evidence to the contrary? Fuck you. No matter what you do to me, you can’t change who I am on the inside. I’m David Mitchell, I’m from Cincinnati. I’m a twenty-two year-old man.Twenty-three, actually. Nearly twenty-four. I see you’re shocked, but it’s hard to judge time without daylight. Don’t you want to see daylight again?”



“I’m not asking you to give me a sex-change, you sick fuck. I will never ask you for that.” “Are you so sure? Because you’ve asked for so much already. Hormone treatment,Facial feminization surgery,Voice surgery.”I didn’t want those things.” “Then why did you ask me for them?” You made me! You wouldn’t feed me hardly anything, you wouldn’t give me someplace to go to the bathroom…”So instead of dying like a man you decided to live like a woman.” No, I…I didn’t. I just..” “You’re right, David. I can’t change who you are on the inside. But you can,and you have, and you will continue to do so. When you’re ready to make the final change, I’ll be here. All you need to do is ask.”

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