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Bio-Lab--Alternative Centaurization Processes:

Ms. Dee's Centaurization Medical Updates: April 20, 1998

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The following posting was made on April 20, 1998.

OVERVIEW:

This report is early and a bit sketchy because of Earth Day celebrations. Of course, comparatively speaking, not much has happened in the last week. (I'm glad of that fact because it has given me time to step back and think.)

If the ersatz research team has any last minute news to report, I'll add it on later. I don't expect any though. Most of them are off in the wilderness somewhere.

ITEM ONE: Pelvic changes--Bone:

More frequent scanning has provided more data points to be plugged into 'George's' computer model of a human-to-centaur transformation. 'Myke', my neighbor who is now the head of the hardware maintenance department at the place where we do the scanning has had to tweak the equipment to deal with the calcium shadow of the were-spheres. (See Item Three)

Changes continue to be incremental for the most part. There is a hint that part of the subcutaneous hind legs are growing to fit the hind-pelvis. 'Arnold', our veterinarian, has been worried about that.

Right now the hind legs are just lumps on my hind pelvis.

ITEM TWO: Pelvic changes--Soft Organs:

No changes since last week. As far as the experts are concerned, I'm a shemare who might be parthenogenic. As of this morning, if the home pregnancy test is accurate, I'm NOT pregnant.

'George', the E-team's comparative physiologist, has some theories about why I retained the ability to produce sperm but lost the ability to deliver it. Those theories involve a connection between the fore-uterus and the hind-uterus. At this time the calcium shadow of the were-spheres keeps us from finding such a connection, if it exists.

'Anita', my GYN-OB, thinks that 'George's' theories are "as odd as my male/female plumbing." She won't deny that they are impossible though. Given what has happened thus far, I wouldn't be surprised if 'George' and his theories are right.

ITEM THREE: Pelvic changes--Unknown organs

'George's' biopsies have given him a lot of data about these organs and their capabilities. He thinks that he may have an idea of how they accelerate biological changes. If his theories prove out there could be a medical revolution on the horizon. Imagine being able to 'cure' cancer and old age by rebuilding the body on a cellular basis.

When the rest of us point out that there are side effects to my 'condition' he just smiles and mentions that being alive, young and without pain is much better than the alternatives. He also points out that the side effects could be limited if they knew more about the process. (More biopsies! Hint! HINT!)

I have neglected to add that there are people who wouldn't mind becoming centaurs OR changing from male to female. If I am changing into a centaur and the causes of my 'condition' can be safely replicated, then there might be a market for it.

TANYA: If you are reading this, please get in touch. The more we know about this problem, the more likely we can cure it.

'George' has given in to the rest of the E-team and is calling these organs were-spheres. Of course he got his revenge by using my 'pet' name, Misty, as part of the name. In 'official' reports the organs are Lycanthrogerium Mistyerium. And to enforce that, he is calling me Misty.

I guess that all is fair in close social relationships. The rest of the E-team and I got him to use the word were-spheres by frequent use of the term. And you've got to admit that the were-spheres are causing a Mistyerous change, if you'll pardon the pun.

ITEM FOUR: Lactation?

The amount may be increasing a little. I have had to go up a bra size and start wearing one full time to protect my keyboard from the human/equine colostrum drip. The bra, in turn, increases the production by putting pressure on the milk delivery system.

'Albert,' our biochemist, says that the colostrum is much 'richer' than last week. He can prove it with a very detailed analysis of the samples he has collected.

My wife and I already knew 'qualitatively' what he had shown 'qualitatively'. Bed wrestling and licking the drips, you know.

ITEM FIVE: Cumulative changes

There is about twenty centimeters of 'shelf' behind me. (Call it eight inches if you still use the 'English' system.) We are watching it and my temperature closely because both have been 'constant' over time. If either changes I get to call another medical alert.

The E-team has been a little worried that Murphy's Law would affect this week's Earth Day activities. Locally, Earth Day is part of Earth Week, a time when classes at the university are dismissed so students and faculty can work on special projects. At this moment my family and most of the E-team are in the foothills working on a cleanup project. If I hadn't been changing, I would be with them, spending 'vacation' time with my wife and family.

My 'condition' prevents me from doing that. Saddles aren't built for my 'shelf' and the front/back overhangs make walking an adventure in vibration analysis. (Beware of the type of harmonics that destroyed the Tacoma Narrows bridge!) Besides, although the back pack idea works for limited public appearances, a hollowed out sleeping bag doesn't provide any sleeping projection while camping. And the college students would get suspicious if I wore the back pack full time.

We canceled our arrangements for 'Myke' to take care of the 'zoo.' He has dropped by occasionally to check on me. I sometimes wonder if he sees me as a sex object and not just a neighbor. He has a reputation as a lady's man and his wife confirms it. (She calls when he is working late to confirm that he is working late and not tom-catting it.)

ITEM SIX: Mental/Physical health

If you ignore the low grade itching of the milk delivery system and the 'shelf', I feel wonderful. 'Anita,' my GYN-OB, thinks that the 'maturing' of my fore and hind uteri combined with the 'normalization' of my 'active fore-genitals' has reduced the physiological and psychological stress levels. She also approves of the fact that my wife and daughters have gotten me to 'let my hair down' and 'get in touch with my feminine side.'

Their idea of 'getting in touch' involves braiding my hair, mane and tail three times a day and having me wear what they call 'centaur appropriate' outfits. They design and make the outfits and insist that I wear them about the house. To keep me from 'cheating' while they're away at work or school, they have locked up almost every item of clothing they consider to not be 'centaur appropriate.'

The only exception to the 'clothing control' is a beribboned skirt with a 'bustle' for my 'shelf.' The skirt weighs a metric ton because of all the fabric they put in it.

I humor my wife and daughters and wear the 'centaur appropriate' outfits. The outfits are comfortable, even if they aren't the type of thing I would let my daughters wear out in public. Think leather and chrome or lace and feathers. In some outfits I resemble a Las Vegas show girl. Others make me look like a biker 'chick.'

My son, a high school student, is frustrated that he can't invite his friends over to see his 'cousin' Misty, the exotic dancer. While he knows that we need to keep a relatively low profile, he feels left out of things. Being able to show off Misty would greatly improve his social standing so to speak.

We have been discussing it each night at dinner time. The idea of having a 'cousin' Misty was brought up as a means of explaining why there is a woman with a horse tail on the property. As an exotic dancer, Misty has an assortment of props and costumes. One set of outfits allow her to be a 'pony girt.' When combined with a leather and chrome 'centaur appropriate' clothing, the Misty story becomes 'real.'

We haven't had time to put the story to a full test at this time. Our house is nestled in a tree screened valley a distance from a one-and-a-half lane gravel road. Excluding the E-team and the electric meter reader, we don't get much traffic. And the driveway is long enough to allow me to hide if somebody should come by.

A few weeks ago when 'cousin' Misty was suggested, I was against the idea. I felt extremely nervous about 'showing off' in front of somebody who wasn't family or close friend. Of course I realized that the alternative identity could provide an additional layer of security like the TV Teaser joke we played on April Fools' Day. If your alibi is in place before 'Murphy' comes calling, you have a better chance of 'Murphy' helping them.

Today I'm comfortable with the Misty alibi. My office is decorated with fake posters of 'Misty the Pony Girl' appearing 'live, on stage.' Photos of me in a spot light and snap shots of me back stage add to the feeling of reality. 'Pony Girl' props, a 'mane' wig and various tails complete the scene.

My family and the E-team have really gotten into 'documenting' the existence of 'cousin' Misty. Their only regret is that I refuse to 'dance' at the club where 'George' and his band plays on Monday and Thursday nights.

I'm considering it though. When I'm alone at home I put on some sensuous jazz during lunch and move to the music while standing in front of a mirror. It may not be dancing but it is erotic. Between the enhanced milk delivery system and the swishing tail I can make what is left of my male libido stand up and pay attention, in a manner of speaking.

I may surprise everybody this week end by suggesting to 'George' that Misty would consider dancing for the band if the E-team could handle the special transportation arrangements. The thought of showing off my 'assets' makes me tingle in places that didn't exist that long ago.

I think that it is an indication that I'm adapting to being female. After all, if you've got it, flaunt it. (I'm sorry to be sexist about this. But I'm a firm believer that the human body, male, female or other, can be a work of art. And I hate to say it, but I look great.)

ITEM SEVEN: Cravings

Another 'alert' indicator adopted by the E-team is my craving for Misty's Centaur Sundae. This high calorie concoction of ice cream, horse oats, molasses, equine vitamins and mare's milk formula tastes fantastic and has been a staple of my diet. Shortly before I finished becoming female I was consuming several a day. Now I'm down to one for breakfast and one for dinner. Small ones at that (two scoopers).

It may be a while before anything significant happens. Most of the trends indicate that my body continues to supply the were-spheres with nutrients while the were-spheres support the development of my hindquarters or 'shelf.' 'George's' computer simulation predicts that it will be another month before my hind leg development has caught up with my hindquarter development. By that time my 'shelf' will be about forty centimeters long and I'll need the additional support. This assumes that the 'shelf' growth rate continues to be relatively constant.

Please note that 'George's' simulation is pure guess work. We don't have any data to prove that it is right or wrong. Only time will tell.

That covers it for now. I need to feed the 'zoo.'

Bye for now,

Ms. Dee

(AKA Misty or MD)

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