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The next morning Farag came in and, as soon as she saw my horrible and suffering face, she ran toward me and we hugged tightly for at least twenty minutes. Finally, I whispered in her hear:
"Farag, we must find a way to escape from this hell...." but I had to stop since Doctor Jiiz just came in.
"Good morning girls, how do you like the sunny day we are enjoying today?" There was no answer from us.
"As soon as I settle down I would like to talk to both of you. As you both may expect, things are going to change now. And I would like to discuss them with you."
He went back and forth for a few minutes and then he called us in his room.
"First about Farag. Your work here is almost finished. By now Christine can handle her make up, she can dress herself, and her behavior is not different than any other woman here. So, be ready because one of these days I am going to send you back to your family, so that you can marry your boyfriend."
After a small pause, he continued:
"Let's talk about Christine now. And you, Farag, can go to the other room taking care of your tasks."
He was not calling me Jack or Chris (for Christopher) any more, but Christine!.
"I think you will become my full time assistant.I need someone now, because Pinntaxx is going to issue a new, secret, order to all the police stations in the island that they have to secretly deport all terrorists, or whoever creates political interferences with Pinntaxx, to our new lab. The new lab will be officially ready for us in about 15 days and it is able to handle fifty persons at a time. Considering the time needed to complete the treatment, we can create the average of two new women per week. These men will be transformed into women, exactly as you now are my dear Christine. I should better say +almost+ like you are. In fact, there would be an additional touch there. With you Pinntaxx wanted to keep your brain in full work, since you are a foreigner, not interested in internal political games, and his target was mostly to humiliate you. And the only way he could humiliate you was to keep your brain intact, so that you are always conscient of who you were and who you are now. Instead, with these people we shall change the body from male to female, but also the brain. We shall cause them a mental shock to erase their past and then re- educate them. They will not remember about being born male, and at that point, we have nothing to worry about them, since women in this country are unable to move a finger without the approval of their family or husband."
He made a small pause while looking outside of the window. In the meantime, I was in a shock state. I had been completely changed. Pintoxx put Doctor Jiiz in an odd position: either he would transform me into a woman in a few months or he would have been killed. I am sure Doctor Jiiz did much more than what was allowed. If the maximum dose of hormones was 10, he gave me 20, or maybe even 30. In case I died, he would have not gained his new ambitious position, but he would not been killed, since they would have blamed my body not being strong enough to survive such a complex reassignment, and I had been an enemy of their country anyhow. But he succeeded! So, here I am, completely confused, inside an unknown shell which holds my 'soul', with all my past values, my past life and beloved still alive in my heart and brain. And the shell, although well made and as beautiful as a sex bomb, was still something odd: I could not be a man any more, but I was not a woman as well. Penile inversion does not mean one has a vagina! And, not matter what I actually was as a person, in this place the only thing I could have been was a slave!And, much worst, I was supposed to help Doctor Jiiz to torture, mutilate and change other males into females just because their ideals were different that what this mad dictator was aiming to. I needed to escape from here, and the soonest possible. Doctor Jiiz started talking again, but I was not listening to him any more. My mind was racing, thousands of miles away. With the years I may be able to overcome my problems and accept the fact that my whole gender had been re- programmed, but I could not face a future as a slave, a prisoner within an institution that would destroy and re-program other people just because they were fighting for freedom. I was afraid I could do nothing for them, but I needed to escape from this madhouse.Farag was my only hope, but she would be out in a few days. Therefore, I had to act quickly!
The next day Farag started collecting and packing her few personal belongings, in order to be ready to leave whenever Doctor Jiiz would have requested. I tried a few times to approach her, but without success since Doctor Jiiz was always around. Finally, one day around noon, Doctor Jiiz was required to go urgently to meet with Pintoxx. He left very excited, because he thought this meeting would mean the beginning of the horrific program. I waited a few minutes after he left, to make sure he was not coming back for some reason, and then approached Farag. She was scared by my idea of escaping and, although I tried my best to persuade her, including an explanation of how women have a much better life in my country versus Namila, she was hard to convince.
"Farag, I don't care if I get killed. I must escape from this place, I just need a way to go to Tamila, and would love it if you could join me." I said desperately.
"You would probably never be killed." answered Farag, "but you are going to have very, very few chances to make it and a lot of chances to fall into hell. And when I mean hell, it is really Hell! After all you have a safe job here, and having the status of working with Doctor Jiiz, you are protected and those Namila's monster men will never touch you. You may regret it seriously about leaving this place."
"I really regret having accepted the mission which brought me here. I have lost my family. I have lost my body, my personality, my identity. What else could I lose now? Losing my life would be simple losing and empty box, since all the virtues and values have been taken out of it!"
"Your dignity, and your confidence in being a human being are not lost yet!" said Farag with sadness. "If they catch you, you can only be an animal from now on, a bitch to be fucked by thousands of men-dogs, or could be a human-spitting bowl which can be used by any man!"
"But don't forget that there is also the possibility that we could make it. In which case, we would both get our freedom back, at least that. Think about it, Farag, you can wake up in the morning and decide what to wear, where to go, what to do, and this could happen every single day of your life. You can decide which boy to date, which one to marry or just have sex with. Nobody will ever impose you an husband you do not want as they do here. And you can go dancing by yourself on Friday or Saturday night. I know it is risky, very risky, but the final prize may be worth it!"
A strange silence rose for a few minutes. Then I realized that Farag was crying.I started crying too.