I swallowed hard. It was easier to nod my head when I was back home. Even then it didn’t seem so real. Now that I was in a futuristic alien laboratory, with a robot? Not so much. My hands ran over my chest. They weren’t cut like Nate’s but they were still male. The same for my cock and balls. They would still be there, but my insides would change. That would make me into practically a woman.

I forced myself to shake a ‘no’. “It’s… fine.”

He grinned and again he drew out his response. “Excellent.”

“What will I uh... look like?” I asked as I leaned against a purple-grey table. Invisible ‘pressure’ pushed me back once I touched it. I gave a tentative upward shove, but I could no longer move.

“Overall the same. It’s the insides that are different. Genetically close to the Volardi. It’s what makes Earth so lucky. Differences exist as you know. They don’t have women per se, but they have us Omegas.”

I heard it might be possible to use women, but it didn’t fit with their mindset. They wanted families that were traditional.

“So we take gay men like ourselves…”

Please stop saying that. I’m not gay.

“… and change them in space. The Volardi don’t take any child bearers, hence no women. It’s an increase for us when we alter Earth men.”

It seemed like a convoluted way to go about it, but I wasn’t willing to argue otherwise. This arrangement allowed them to get their mates without pillaging ours. I wasn’t looking forward to changing, but I wouldn’t sell out half my species on a small chance to convince them.

“The first process – the one I endured – required surgery. We built upon the original scientist’s work. Now it’s nanites. Microscopic robots. They’ll rewrite your DNA and internal organs. Give you a sort of proto-vagina and a womb. A language translation implant. Scent glands and self-lubrication. Once done, you’ll be nearly like any other Femeni or Omega since you’re of Earth. Although no flecks on your chest and you keep your brown eyes.” He raised a single eyebrow. “Fascinating, isn’t it?”

I gave a small, fake laugh back. “Yeah…”

White, near-blinding light came on from the overhead disk. My body crawled with what felt like invisible ants. One minute passed – maybe two. I looked down at my naked male body for any change. My forehead scrunched. My skin looked a little smoother and I think my hips widened but not overly so. Cramping grew in my stomach. I wanted to double over and hold my abdominals, but I was frozen in place.

Heat drew out from within. Along my skin, it felt like tiny microscopic electric shocks.

“Scent glands. Makes any Alpha man horny… even some Betas. Although, your match will be especially susceptible.”

Lucky me.

James raised his hand, and a monitor flew to his touch. He kept me in his vision while he read. He tapped the screen. The table slowly lost its anti-gravity field or whatever kept me restrained. I held my hands out and looked down. I didn’t look too different. My cock was still there even if it wasn’t going to get anyone pregnant. My hips were a bit wider but nothing that would call attention – I hoped.