Iris Abby Claire

Iris, Abby and Claire stand round your bed. Iris: you didn't think we'd find out about your cheating did you? Abby: you should have chosen women in a different profession. We've neutered this tomcat. Claire: we drugged you, signed all the consent forms and whisked you into theatre for a complete gender reassignment. Good luck with life as a woman! Iris: and you're not allowed to see Sarah ever again. I look down at my bandaged body and start crying