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New Earth, New Yu(ki) [Man to Asian Woman TG] - Part 1
🕑 Added 2025-03-12 20:00:06 +0000 UTCBusinessmen like Charles Adley are the reason Earth went wrong, not that he sees it that way. He made his money, and now he is off to New Earth, humanity's first colony in the stars, ready to take the business world by storm. Unfortunately for him, something goes wrong during transi,t and instead of waking up in his new cybernetic body, he awakens in the one he had made for his assistant, Yuki. Now a busty Asian woman, Charles must learn how to adapt not only to his new body, but the new ways of thinking on his new planet.
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As the sleek, metallic doors of the spaceport slid open, I paused at the threshold, a confident, almost smug smile curling at the edges of my lips. My dark tailored suit, the fabric that felt like nothing less than a second skin, stood out amongst the rest of the riff-raff lining the station floor. I had never been one to believe in modesty. The future belonged to people like me, the ones who had the vision, the ambition, and most importantly, the resources to make it out of this dying place. Earth was finished. Everyone knew it.
“Charles Adley?” The toll master questioned as I stepped forward.
I gave him a curt nod, and my assistant handed over my ID as well as her own, and we were let through. It was just a formality, really; everybody here would know my face, and anybody who didn’t, well, they didn’t deserve to be here.
I turned my gaze to the sleek, gleaming ship docked in the distance. It was my ticket to a new life, my chance to escape the decay, pollution, and incompetence that had plagued Earth for decades. The whole planet was suffocating under its own weight. The resources had run dry long ago. Now, it was all about saving the elite, the smart ones, the visionaries—otherwise known as the people who actually mattered.
Most people had known they were on borrowed time for decades. My own father had seen the writing on the wall and started working toward a future for our family, creating Talos Inc. Now that I was in charge, what had started as a humble robotics and bioengineering corporation had flourished into Earth’s leading manufacturer of androids, and now, thanks to my expert leadership, my company was the salvation of the human race.
I glanced over at Yuki, her eyes downcast as usual, her posture stiff as she scurried behind me. The poor girl was like a shadow, always there, always doing exactly what I needed when I needed it. I supposed I should feel some gratitude toward her; without Yuki, I’d have to organize my own life, all those meetings, transport, and such. But then again, she was my assistant. She was supposed to do all this, I paid her well. I smiled down at her, eyeing the cleavage she tried desperately to hide in those frumpy blouses. Little did she know that wouldn’t be an option soon.
"Yuki," I said, my voice smooth, "You should feel happy, you know? Not everyone gets a chance to leave Earth. We're going to a new world, where the possibilities are endless. Think about it. You'll never have to worry about the mess down here again. No more chaos, no more waiting for a decent meal. I mean, when was the last time you were able to get me a decent cut of steak?"
She didn’t answer right away. Her expression didn’t change. That was the thing about Yuki, she didn't speak much; it was one of her best features. She really only spoke when I needed her to; like my own mother. My father explained that women should be seen, not heard, especially women as gorgeous as my Yuki. There was something predictable about it. Usually, I liked it; I didn’t need her to say much. Just do the job. It was the only reason I’d decided to pay the exorbitant fee to bring her along to the new colony with me. Right now, though, she could at least whisper a thank you. I was basically saving her life.
“I just worry about the people who can’t afford to leave.” She whispered. “It feels wrong to leave so many people behind…”
Oh, not this again…
"Yuki, I’ve worked hard for this. Do you know how many lives I’ve improved with my work? How many people are benefitting from the advancements we made?" I smiled bitterly. "And yet, no one ever acknowledges it. They just complain about how bad things are. But what’s the point in trying to save a world that doesn’t want to be saved? I deserve this."
“I didn’t say you didn’t deserve to escape, just that I wish others could, too.” She shuffled awkwardly. “Or maybe… with all your researchers, we could find solutions to the problem. A few other companies are.”
“Do you really think that staying here, trying to salvage what's left, is going to change anything?” I scoffed. “Anybody clinging to the illusion that they can fix this place is delusional. They can’t. They never could. That’s why they’re stuck here. But I'm getting out. We’re getting out, Yuki.”
I adjusted my lapels.
“Now, be grateful.”
Yuki shifted on her feet, her hands clutching the edges of her notebook and gave a small nod but didn't smile. I could see the doubt in her eyes, and I couldn’t understand it. She was too sensitive, too much of a do-gooder. But that was her problem, not mine.
We made our way through the crowd. They all parted for me, and I could see people whispering behind their hands, probably wondering if they would be fortunate enough to share my ship. Unlikely. The fleet was made up of seven huge space-faring vessels; each one would house nearly ten thousand people. It was much larger than the initial colonisation fleet that had been sent to New Earth nearly fifty years ago. Those first colonists had spent the years preparing society; now, I and the rest of those fortunate enough to be picked, or rich enough to pay for passage, were on our way to reap the rewards.
Of course, New Earth was so far away we wouldn’t be getting there for another thirty years. Which is where Talos Inc. came in. While the initial colonists had no choice but to travel on a legacy ship, living the entire long journey and having families, I had no desire to waste ten years of my life.
This new wave of colonist would have their minds uploaded into new, cybernetic bodies of their own design. Grown, altered clones with robotic enhancements that would make them immune to disease and give women full autonomy over childbearing. The next stage of human evolution. All thanks to me. Well, the researchers were the ones who made them, but I paid them, so that was basically just as good.
“Come, I have a surprise for you Yuki.”
We made our way up the guarded steps into the ship itself; the attendants treated me with all the deference I deserved as we made our way to the pods. Inside, behind sleek glass doors, was our future. One had my name emblazoned on the golden plating, and I puffed out my chest.
“What do you think?”
“Sir…that doesn’t look like you at all.”
She was right of course, my new body was much younger, with more hair and a strong jawline. It was closer to how I’d looked in my youth, before cigars and too many bourbon lunches had taken their toll.
“This is going to be a new life, Yuki! Why not enjoy it to it’s fullest by shaving a few years off the clock, eh?”
“Wouldn’t that have been hard to do? I thought these bodies were grown and altered from sample tissue.”
“They are! But I put aside a special team just for this.” I grinned. “To create alternative bodies for us both!”
“You set aside money and time so people could do this instead of…wait, did you say both?”
My skin buzzed with excitement as I placed them on Yuki’s gently sloping shoulders and steered her to the next pod where her body was waiting. I’d designed it myself. Yuki was a pretty woman already, but when we got to New Earth, she was going to turn heads.
“Oh!” She gasped, taking in the splendour.
I’d made her into an oriental beauty but with a butt and bust worthy of a porn star. Yuki’s jaw was on the floor, and I chuckled.
“It’s alright, no need to thank me.”
“T-thank you?!”
“Now, Yuki, what did I just say?”
“Why would you make me look like that!?”
Hang on, she didn't sound grateful at all!
“Think of the new life we’re going to have, Yuki. A body like that could get you places…higher places than my assistant.”
She baulked at me, and I rolled my eyes; she was constantly playing hard to get, but I didn't mind. I liked a little chase. Besides, I was a patient and proud man, I wasn’t going to do anything until she begged me for it. Before she could say anything else, the conductor appeared, ready to load our minds into the neural network for the long journey ahead.
“Mr. Adley?”
“Yes, that’s me.” I stepped forward and gave Yuki a pat on the head. “You can always stay behind on this dying shitheap if you want to, but we both know life in a beautiful body with a good job is better than staying on a dying planet.”
I straightened my lapels and followed the conductor through the halls towards my destiny. In a few minutes, I’d be asleep, and when I woke up, I’d be in my new body, on a new planet, ready to take the business world by storm.
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The whirr of machinery met my ears, and I felt my fingers twitch. They felt longer, their shape different to how I remembered when I felt asleep. The sensation would have made me smile if I hadn’t been so groggy. I blinked, and the blurry world around me slowly started to come into focus. The glass hatch in front of me hissed and opened, revealing a corridor and a small group of scientists. I chuckled to myself, recognising each of them, but with a decade added to their lives.
“Safe to say we made it then,” I said boastfully, only to freeze up.
That wasn’t my voice! It was high and soft, with an oddly sensual edge that seemed strangely familiar. I took a step and immediately fumbled. I was a foot shorter than I should have been; that can't be right! I asked the scientists to make me taller! I’d seen my new body just a few moments ago; well, it felt like a few moments for me.
“What is going on? Why do I feel so…why can I feel my chest moving? Why are none of you looking at me!?”
I kept hoping my voice would settle, that the high pitch was some odd side effect of the new cybernetics, but it didn’t. If anything, it settled into something even more feminine. I could feel hair brushing the small of my back, my naked back. The scientists watching me had all averted their gaze, and their cheeks were going pink. Dread pooled in my stomach as I slowly looked down; my eyes met with supple curves, smooth olive skin and an exaggerated hourglass figure. I knew this body; I’d looked at the schematics and growing chamber a dozen times. It wasn’t mine.
It was Yuki’s.
