Where There's a Will There's a Way

Some people will do anything - even their own family - for money!

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Cody was bushed. Last month, he was made a partner at the firm, and his new, high-profile clients were making his previously stressful job into a living hell. On top of that, he’d gone to visit Dad in the hospital; the doctors said it wouldn’t be long now. Of course, that’s what they said four months ago.

After getting into his Mercedes, Cody closed his eyes and let out a groan of exhaustion. Sometimes, he wished he’d chosen a simpler life—

Suddenly, an arm wrapped around his head, pinning him to the headrest. Cody cried out a cry of surprise, cut short when something jabbed into his neck. His vision went fuzzy, then dark.   

Consciousness returned all at once. Cody bolted upright and found himself in a strange room, and by the feel of the cold air on his skin, he could tell he was naked. There was an odd, tickling feeling around his ears and down his neck.

“Good morning, Cody.”

His eyes still cloudy, Cody looked around and saw a man standing in the corner of the room. It was Jared, his younger brother. 

“Wow,” Jared said, walking toward him. “I knew they’d do a number on you, but I didn’t think it’d be this fucking impressive.”

“Wha—” Cody started, but what came out was more like a squeak than his normal voice. 

“Hold on, hold on, keep looking at me. See, I was reading over Dad’s will—the old bastard’s still alive by the way—and I kept coming back to the part where he’s leaving everything to his sons. You know, us two! Well, then, I started thinking. What if there’s only one son? He’d get everything!”

Panicked, Cody looked down and let out a high-pitched shriek. He had breasts, and his skin was hairless and smooth, and his dick… his dick… “No! I’m…” 

“A girl. Yeah. Sorry, but your bits definitely had to go. I didn’t want there to be any legal loopholes. The folks I partnered with—the ones who changed you over the last six months—they’re getting a chunk of your share, but I get the rest. Sorry, but you’re already successful enough, don’t you think?”

Overwhelmed, Cody felt the walls closing in on him. He fell onto the floor, on the verge of catatonia, as he peered up at his psychotic brother. 

“I think we’ll call you Candy,” Jared said. “What do you think, sis?”