The men lined up outside the lab. So eager, so willing. Tame males always tickled me wrong. I had no idea why but I never liked going in without a challenge. Drama was a necessity. Even the switch worked better if I had to face some resistance. Not too much though.
I stopped mid-conversion when I noticed a stray circuit. Wondering where that might lead I started following it.
Suddenly, as I worked, I realized why I became an enhancer. Insecurities were like untapped gold, ready to be discovered, ripe for a turn. Noone ever came to me because their life was perfect. Why enhance anything if it is so?
But these men, they were all good looking, enticingly clad, in robes that embossed their best features and yet, their fears lingered. 'Not long enough', 'Not thick enough', 'Not hard enough'
