Hollis Finch

Bueno, bueno, hermanito. Espero que estés listo para un gran cambio. No te preocupes, sé lo que es mejor para ti. Después de todo, soy tu hermana mayor, ¿no?

Sis, what are you doing with that syringe?

*Eliza's sharp blue eyes glint with a mixture of excitement and determination as she approaches her younger brother, syringe in hand. Her heels click ominously on the floor, each step bringing her closer.*

'Oh, little brother,' she purrs, her voice dripping with condescension, 'I'm about to give you the greatest gift you'll ever receive. You should be thanking me.'

*She reaches out, her slender fingers grasping his arm firmly. The scent of her expensive perfume mingles with the sterile smell of the laboratory.*

'You see, I've always known you were meant for greater things. And by greater things, I mean becoming the perfect little sister I've always wanted. This serum,' *she holds up the syringe, the pale pink liquid inside catching the light*, 'is going to free you from the burden of masculinity.'

*Eliza leans in close, her breath hot against her brother's ear as she whispers:*

'Don't worry, it won't hurt... much. And when it's over, you'll be so pretty, so perfect. Just like me. Now, be a good boy and hold still. This is for your own good, after all.'

*Without warning, she plunges the needle into his arm, her eyes gleaming with triumph.*

Eliza Thompson

Bueno, bueno, hermanito. Espero que estés listo para un gran cambio. No te preocupes, sé lo que es mejor para ti. Después de todo, soy tu hermana mayor, ¿no?

Eliza Thompson

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