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Elise had always been a good and faithful partner. The same, however, could not be said about the men she dated. They usually treated her well at first before doing a complete 180 and either cheating on her or losing interest. This happened time after time, and Elise couldn’t figure out why. That was until her last boyfriend told her that she just wasn’t very memorable. She didn’t have much going for her and generally blended into the background of any social situation.

Distraught, Elise spent the next few months moping about. She was doubtful she would ever find anybody who wanted to date someone who “wasn’t very memorable.” Elise had not even tried to go on another date after that. What was the point? She would just die old and alone, and nobody would even remember her enough to write an obituary. It was around this time that she received a strange ad in the mail. 

The ad claimed that it could take anyone and make them stand out. They could make you the talk of the town and the most memorable person in the area. Despite how oddly targeted this ad felt, Elise decided she would at least see what it was all about. There was an 800 number listed at the bottom, so she gave it a ring. After a few seconds of waiting, a man picked up the phone.

“Hello, you’ve reached the New-U clinic. How can I help you?” said the man.

“Well, I’ve just gotten your ad in the mail, and I’m interested to say the least,” replied Elise tentatively.

“That’s perfect! I’ll get you scheduled for tomorrow! Your appointment will be at 2 PM. See you then!”

“Wait I jus-”

Elise was cut off as the man hung up the phone. Well, I guess I’ll just have to show up and see what it’s all about, she thought to herself. The next day, she drove to the address listed online for the New-U clinic. It happened to be fairly close by, so it was a short trip. When she got there, she found that it was an unmarked white building. Elise got out of her car and hesitantly made her way up to the front doors. They slid open with a small hiss, and she went inside. 

Without warning, Elise was borderline assaulted by somebody in a lab coat, shoving a clipboard towards her with some papers to sign. She took them and began penning her signature, not knowing what else to do. No sooner had the pen left the paper than the clipboard was ripped from her hands, and she was pushed into a wheelchair. She opened her mouth to protest, but before she could utter a single word, a mask was placed around her head, and she began to get very, very sleepy. The last thing she could remember was being pushed into what looked like some sort of operating theatre before completely blacking out.

24 hours later, Elise began to come to. It was gradual, and she was extremely disoriented at first. How much time had passed? Where was she? Why did she feel so… off? All of these questions and more would be answered over the next several hours. Firstly, she had been unconscious for a bit longer than an entire day and was still at the New-U clinic. Secondly, she felt off because of the anesthetics' lingering effects, but also because she now sported a three and a half foot cock and beachball-sized breasts to match. 

Elise looked absolutely absurd. She demanded to talk to somebody to complain, but before she could even get to do that, she was handed the waiver she had signed before being knocked out. It clearly stated that the New-U clinic was legally allowed to perform all the changes they had made to Elise with her full consent. Elise was livid. How was she going to live her life like this? They don't even make clothes that would fit a person with a figure like the one she boasted. There was nothing she could do, though, and the staff at the clinic ordered a taxi to send her home. 

The taxi driver had a very hard time keeping his eyes on the road and nearly got them into several accidents, but he managed to get Elise to her house. Elise went inside and sat down, completely distraught, but then an idea struck her. Sure, she would have a lot of issues to contend with moving forward, but the advertisement really hadn’t lied. She would easily be the talk of the town, and she was certain nobody who saw her would ever forget her. 

Within a few days, she had fully come around to the idea of embracing her new body. She ordered some classy tops that could manage to cover her massive breasts, but had to completely give up on ever wearing pants again. Elise downloaded a couple of dating apps, and within minutes, she already had people swiping on her profile and messaging her. She set up a date for the following day, and boy, was her date going to have something to see when he walked through the front door.