Adrian Desmond got off the private elevator, only to be accosted by someone of indeterminate gender.
In a place like this, business is best for women, so many pretty boys also dress up as women.
Swaying his hips, he approached Adrian, holding a velvet box, opened it, and inside was a thin syringe.
At a glance, Adrian knew what it was.
"Would you like to try it, sir? No side effects, excellent results. Just one shot, and you'll be up from now until tomorrow morning."
Adrian took the syringe from the box. Seeing potential for a sale, she hurriedly pitched, "Not expensive, only 100 Westorian dollars, buy two and get one free."
Adrian removed the cap from the syringe, clenched tightly, and plunged it into her arm, injecting the entire contents into her body.
"This, this... ah..." The crisp woman's voice vanished, replaced by a man's voice from the same body.
"Didn't you say there were no side effects? Why are you nervous?" Adrian sneered, discarding the syringe.
