“Asset requires ongoing protection” said the agent as he left Christian’s apartment.

Christian had been living a quiet, terrified life ever since he testified against a powerful mob boss. The moment the man was arrested, Christian knew he was a dead man walking.

That’s when the government offered him something extreme: full witness protection with one very unusual addition, a complete DNA transformation into a new body.

He hated the idea at first.

Over the following months, the changes came slowly. He grew shorter. His hair turned bright red and grew long. His body slimmed down, skin became smooth and pale, and his chest developed into a pair of full, perky breasts.

By the time the transformation was complete, Christian was gone. In his place stood Christie, a stunning redhead with a body that turned heads wherever she went.

At first, he despised every second of it. But slowly, Christie learned how to use her new appearance. Men and women alike became easy to manipulate with a smile, a touch, or the right words. What started as survival became something she actually enjoyed.

Four months after the full transformation, an agent came for a routine safety check. After looking over the reports, he gave Christie the news she dreaded most.

“You’re safe now. We can start the process of returning you to a normal life… which means reversing the transformation.”

Christie’s stomach dropped.

She couldn’t go back. She wouldn’t.

That day, she did something she had never done before.

She seduced the agent.

What started as careful flirting turned into something raw and filthy. The agent fucked her hard against the kitchen counter, then bent her over the couch, and finally took her in her own bed.

Christie moaned and begged in her new feminine voice as she came harder than she ever had in her old body. The sex was rough, messy, and completely addictive.

After her unorthodox methods, the agent was convinced.

“Maybe… Christie still needs ongoing protection after all.”

From that day forward, every agent, male or female, who came to check on her left convinced that “Christie” was still in danger. And every single one of them left her apartment satisfied, sore, and filling their reports with the conclusion that she should still remain in the program.

Christie smiled as she watched another agent leave the agency provided apartment. She adjusted her silk robe, already thinking about how she would convince the next one.

She had never felt safer… or more powerful.