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I pull out a second Alice, turning the first “off” for the youngling and the second “on” just for her, using the new one as a mouthpiece, “I can make that happen,” I inform the young trans as I also pull out an Alteration Mage for support, “You would become fully medically female, and all that entails: PMS, periods, hormones, the works… even babies, potentially.  I can handle the physical portion, no problem. But…” I pause, her eyes locked with my proxy's, “I do not mess with people's heads, nor with government records.  Free will is quite important… which means if I just change you in the middle of this crowd….”

“...I'll be jobless and homeless…” she looks so sad.

“Good news: The news is here.  We can absolutely get your transition documented as a legit religious experience. Come…” I have Alice take her by the hand towards the news.

The young woman pauses, “What about…” he looks back at the line.

I have Alice chuckle, “Where I am and what I'm doing is… subjective, as those police officers found out the hard way. Suffice it to say, my helping you through this is not preventing anyone else from getting their healing.  Take a moment and look at them, rather than me.”

She turns and crinkles her eyes a bit in confusion, then widens them, as - while she can't see the other Alice - she can certainly see the healing happening to those that can.

“Trippy, I know.  Imagine what it's like for me.  But come…” I have Alice 2 lead the young woman-to-be to the news crew, and as they go, I have Alice 2 show up for the cameras and camera crew, removing Alice 1 from their sight.

“Hi, I have a request…” I have Alice 2 begin with the news crew, “This young person would like to be physically female.  I can do that for her, but I can't help with the legal consequences myself. You can, though.  Are you willing?”

The reporter responds readily, “Absolutely. We were hoping to get really close to the action; what do you need from Joyce Jones of J5 news?”

“I need you to do your job, essentially, just in a way that's helpful for…” I have Alice turn to the woman-to-be, “...what's your current legal name? I'm not omniscient, and make it a point NOT to read minds.”

“Marty.  Marty Stu Stevens.”

I have her turn back to Joyce, “Marty here.  I need the next couple of minutes to make the news properly, so there is a VERY public record of both her consent and transition for when she updates her ID and such. Can you do that for her?”

Joyce laughs, “Yeah, no problem. Bruce, make sure we're rolling.”

The cameraman nods, and gives the thumbs up.

The newswoman does a quick intro, “This is Joyce Jones of J5 news, on site at our favorite hospital, where a local priestess is doing faith healings, and has one special request.  Marty, what is it you want?” She shoves the microphone in his face.

“I want to be a woman,” Marty states, more certainty in his voice this time.

“And Alice, you can make this happen?” Joyce shoves the microphone in Alice's face.

I have Alice nod, “The physical aspects, yes absolutely: Mammary tissue, feminine facial features, a fully functional uterus, the whole nine yards.  What I will not do, however, is mess with people's heads or records.  Free will must stand… and that's where this comes in: I can't get Marty's transition documented sufficiently to let her live a reasonably normal life… but if she transitions on the news at this faith healing event… well, she'll have enough proof that yes, she was previously Marty, and will… hopefully be able to get the courts to cooperate.  So Marty, for the record, please: Full legal name.”

Joyce pivots the microphone, and Marty fills the request: “Marty Stu Stevens.”

I have my proxy nod, and Joyce brings the mic back, “Great! Now, so there is NO question, please strip for the camera, so the full change can be documented.”

Marty blushes beet red, but obeys, his pale skin showing as he strips down completely.

“Okay. Ah… Bruce, what kind of frame rate can you get out of that rig?”

The cameraman grunts out, “Nine hundred sixty frames per second at sixteen k… for about ten seconds.”

That has got to be one EXPENSIVE camera.

Alice continues, “That'll do.  Please be ready for a full body shot on Marty… I'll count down from three, and do the deed on zero; it'll take just a few seconds to happen.”

Joyce tilts her head, “You are going out of your way to get this as documented as is physically possible, aren't you?”

I have Alice smile, “Of course. I wouldn't want to ruin Marty's life,” then pause, “Oh, and can you send the full raw video to me?  I'm curious how it looks in slow motion.”

Joyce nods, “Sure, we can do that…” she pulls out a piece of paper, and I write down the e-mail we’re using for UsTube.

“Okay, now Marty, this cannot be easily undone,” I'm having Alice lie for me: It's actually pretty straightforward, “and there WILL be MANY consequences, good, bad, and utterly horrid… which you will need to bear.  I can't be held accountable for them.” I can't be held accountable at all, really… “This is your last chance to back out: Are you sure you wish to be remolded like putty by another's will?  Fair warning, she's a perv.”

Marty bows, still blushing, and clearly getting off on this, “I am sure, priestess.  I will bear the burden for my dream, and submit to the will of the goddess.”

I'm not sure why I have Alice throw it in, but, “Then Amen. The goddess has heard your prayer.  Be who she wills you in three… two… one… zero.”  

While Alice talks for me, I do the casting myself with support from my ‘library’, and line the casting up with the countdown: The entire transformation takes maybe a second.  For practical purposes, there's a nude male standing there, then BAM! A nude female… and I maybe went overboard. I still like girls, and I might have some fetishes.

She’s got a head full of red hair down to her ankles, smooth skin that is almost white, orange freckles, dainty little feet, a button nose, slightly slanted eyes, long lashes, full lips, and a slightly pointy chin. Her neck reminds me a little of a gazelle, and she has very narrow shoulders to go with her quite dainty arms and delicate little hands…

…which makes her almost comically oversized milk makers seem even more massive than they actually are.  They're twin basketballs, dominating her frame, her dark brown taps standing proudly a good two inches out in the cool air, the dark saucers behind them sized for tea time.  They hang ponderously over her tiny little waist, which - before all this happened - I could have wrapped my hands around… before her hips and rear cheeks balloon out to counter balance her upper assets.  Her new opening is very pronounced, hairless fat lips spread and inviting, her little joy button peeking out from under her hood.

Now, I actually do have a reason for pushing Marty into “absurd adult cartoon proportions" territory… or maybe a thin excuse: The “big event news” thing that will ensure Marty gets to keep her ID isn't really something I can repeat over and over.  After the first few, it's old hat, and everyone will either stop believing it, or worse: Believe everyone who claims it, permitting folks to empty bank accounts by simply stealing someone's ID and claiming I switched them. So I need to have a ‘type’ that doesn't occur naturally (so it can't really be faked that I switched them) and will discourage folks from pursuing that road unless they really are desperate, preventing it from being too common. So most will just have to settle for expensive and crude drugs and surgery rather than a literal magic makeover.

Bruce and Joyce just stand there, their jaws hanging open. I quickly spend a few shadow points and use Create Reality to make a permanent illusion of clothes with some substance: A simple white robe, which I form directly on Marty's body. If someone sees through it… she's still covered, because it is partially real.

Marty speaks up first, “I was touched by the goddess….”

Joyce whispers under her breath, “bimbofied, more like…” and then speaks up in the microphone, “How did it feel, Marty?”

The newly minted woman twirls, her giant jugs continuing a while after her torso stops, then examines herself, “I feel AMAZING… how do I look? Oh, and call me Mary.”

Joyce clearly doesn't like the result, whispering, “Like a cow under a tarp,” before she speaks into the microphone, “I can honestly say I've never seen the like.  Bruce, did you get the slow-mo?”

The cameraman gives a thumbs up.

Joyce nods and smiles for the camera, “Great! So, Alice…”

I have my proxy interrupt, “Thank you SO much for getting that on film!” and then turn to Marty… Mary… “You have a hard road ahead of you, and I know that had to have been hard… but the video proof of your transition should help let you keep your identity from a legal perspective; you have VERY detailed proof of what you went through, from a third party.  It's the best I can do for you from that angle… although I'm sure there will be other consequences too.”

Mary looks down at herself, “And I will bear them, priestess. Thank you.”

I have Alice grin, “Great! This has been fun, but now I need to get back to work…” and I put that Alice away as I set the first back to being visible for everyone… it will look kind of like she teleported… which I actually CAN make happen.

I leave the reporter, cameraman, and no-longer-trans woman behind to sort out what they'll all ask and say. It shouldn't be TOO big of a deal.

Right?