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Fate is like the trains available and free will is like selecting a particular train to a particular destination.

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Martin was a middle aged man. He worked at an office in the middle of a big city. Every workday he took the train to and from work. He had done this many days a year for over a decade. It seemed like this was what he would be doing for the rest of his life. He longed for something different.

Something different happened when Martin spotted an old woman working at a concession stand. There had not been a concession stand there before. Plenty of vending machines could be found, but Martin expected the place to become even more automated, not less automated.

"How did you end up working here?" asked Martin.

"People tend not to notice me, so I just go from place to place helping out wherever I am needed," the old woman replied.

It was not really an answer to his question, but Martin accepted it anyway. He looked at the sign listing the available drink and the amount each drink cost.

"It looks to me like you could use some rejuvenation," said the old woman. "That is something I frequently need myself. Here, this one is on the house!"

Martin took the red icy drink from her and returned where his train would arrive. It was not unusual for a new place to offer free items. Also if the concession stand was illegitimate, security would have run her off despite her claims about not being noticed.

As Martin tasted the cool sweet beverage, he did indeed feel rejuvenated. The old woman was true to her word. He wondered if it was filled with an exceptionally high amount of sugar. Even if it did, having just one would not make him gain that much weight.

Martin did not know how right he was. The drink was actually causing him to lose weight. Besides feeling youthful, he felt more energetic than he had for a long time. Looking at himself, Martin could see he actually looked younger and thinner.

Other changes happened too. His hair grew down to his waist. Facial hair disappeared. Body hair also disappeared. His hot and stuffy business suit changed into a loose fitting shirt, short skirt, and flats. The outfit was far more suited for such a hot day.

Breasts grew out of him and his body became more curved and feminine. Body proportions changed until he, or she, was entirely female. The name Melissa floated into her mind. She accepted it as hers. The other name would be left behind.

The last thing to change was her destination. Melissa was no longer interested in working at an office. They probably would not accept a young woman such as herself anyway. Searching through her purse, which she did not remember bringing with her, she discovered she had enough money to last her awhile. Not knowing what else to do, she returned to the old woman.

"Where should I go?" asked Melissa.

"That is entirely up to you," the old woman replied. "Since you are heading to the city anyway, why don't you take your time and do some exploring to see what is there."

"Thanks!" Melissa responded thinking the advice of the old woman was sound.

Melissa continued sipping her drink waiting for the train to arrive. That is when she noticed someone else approaching. She thought this might be the start of an entirely new adventure but she knew only time would tell.

Description

Fate is like the trains available and free will is like selecting a particular train to a particular destination.

Image - i.pinimg.com/736x/6c/48/c4/6c4…

Words Below:

Martin was a middle aged man. He worked at an office in the middle of a big city. Every workday he took the train to and from work. He had done this many days a year for over a decade. It seemed like this was what he would be doing for the rest of his life. He longed for something different.

Something different happened when Martin spotted an old woman working at a concession stand. There had not been a concession stand there before. Plenty of vending machines could be found, but Martin expected the place to become even more automated, not less automated.

"How did you end up working here?" asked Martin.

"People tend not to notice me, so I just go from place to place helping out wherever I am needed," the old woman replied.

It was not really an answer to his question, but Martin accepted it anyway. He looked at the sign listing the available drink and the amount each drink cost.

"It looks to me like you could use some rejuvenation," said the old woman. "That is something I frequently need myself. Here, this one is on the house!"

Martin took the red icy drink from her and returned where his train would arrive. It was not unusual for a new place to offer free items. Also if the concession stand was illegitimate, security would have run her off despite her claims about not being noticed.

As Martin tasted the cool sweet beverage, he did indeed feel rejuvenated. The old woman was true to her word. He wondered if it was filled with an exceptionally high amount of sugar. Even if it did, having just one would not make him gain that much weight.

Martin did not know how right he was. The drink was actually causing him to lose weight. Besides feeling youthful, he felt more energetic than he had for a long time. Looking at himself, Martin could see he actually looked younger and thinner.

Other changes happened too. His hair grew down to his waist. Facial hair disappeared. Body hair also disappeared. His hot and stuffy business suit changed into a loose fitting shirt, short skirt, and flats. The outfit was far more suited for such a hot day.

Breasts grew out of him and his body became more curved and feminine. Body proportions changed until he, or she, was entirely female. The name Melissa floated into her mind. She accepted it as hers. The other name would be left behind.

The last thing to change was her destination. Melissa was no longer interested in working at an office. They probably would not accept a young woman such as herself anyway. Searching through her purse, which she did not remember bringing with her, she discovered she had enough money to last her awhile. Not knowing what else to do, she returned to the old woman.

"Where should I go?" asked Melissa.

"That is entirely up to you," the old woman replied. "Since you are heading to the city anyway, why don't you take your time and do some exploring to see what is there."

"Thanks!" Melissa responded thinking the advice of the old woman was sound.

Melissa continued sipping her drink waiting for the train to arrive. That is when she noticed someone else approaching. She thought this might be the start of an entirely new adventure but she knew only time would tell.