Bimonthly Payback-TG story

I gasped choking up on spit. I coughed turning over on the cold dirt speckled gray floor. I coughed up more saliva sweating profusely. I forehead was on pressed against the floor. Sweat flowing on the ground. I felt so strange. I looked up checking my surroundings. I was in a cage. A large cage with nothing but darkness around me. A single light fixture hung over me slightly swaying back and forth.
"Awake again huh? I'll have to double the doses." A voice boomed from behind me.
I turned around wiping drool from my mouth. A man, late forties, sat in an office chair companied by a small laptop and brief case. Multiple pictures of two women hung on a billboard behind him. He was in most of the pictures with his arm around a beautiful brown haired woman. They were happy. Smiles lined every picture. The man in front of me was not happy nor was he mad. He was simply curious and stern. I knew this man. I worked for him for years.
"Mr. Long? What..what what what's going on?" I stuttered. "Why am I in here?" My stomach bubbled as he stared at me without an answer.
"Mr. Long talk to me, what's going on?" I said a tear slipping from my eye. Still nothing. He looked at his watch.
"Mr. Long!!" I screamed my voice changing pitch. My belly rumbled causing something to happen to my thighs. Something was happening to the hairs on my head. Mr. Long closed his eyes and whispered something to himself. He looked at me sharply.
"Quiet!"
"Mr. Long what are you doing!" I cried my voice still changing. I could feel strands of hairs on the back of my neck.  
"Quiet, Quiet-" he started to laugh.
"You know every time I have to do this, almost every time." He got up walking toward the bars.
"Every time, explain what did you do to me blah blah blah blah. That's why I try to up the doses, to put your ass to sleep".
"Every time? What are you talking about? What are you doing to me?" My voice was someone else’s now.  
Long looked at me with sharp gray eyes. He turned around looking at the pictures then back to me.
"You know this should be the last time so why not?"
Long pulled up a chair.
"Mr. Andrews the reason you’re in this cage is that a year and a half ago you killed my family."
My jaw dropped. "What, what? Mr. Long you-"
"Don't have a family yeah not one you know about Mr. Andrews."  Mr. Long said cutting me off. "You always say that you know, what you just said, you always say that. Yes Mr. Andrews I did have a family once, and still do due to you. But you killed them. You broke into my house and killed them Mr. Andrews yes you did. Before you were my personal servant you used to be a serial killer and a pretty infamous one at that. You killed rich families that you thought had too much. And one day in April you listed my family as a target."
He paused as I looked at him in horror.  I felt some movement in my face that caused me to cringe.  "You slaughtered by little girl and my wife. Their names were Jane and Sarah. You can view their pictures on the wall if you'd like. I wasn’t there. I was at meeting sadly and Sarah said she wanted to spend some personal time with Jane."
My eyes darted back to the pictures then back to Mr. Long. Something felt weird on my chest.
"Mr. Long" I coughed. "These accusations are completely-"
"True, now let me continue, after you murdered my family you disappeared. No one knew where had went. I later found out that you had changed your name, your look; you were going to start a new life. But you found out I was alive. You forgot there was another Long out there didn't you?" He said slightly smiling.
Something was growing my chest. "What did you do to me?" I pleaded.
"Getting to that, so once you found out I was alive you heard about a new hiring position at the mansion. To be the personal assistant to a broken hearted millionaire. You knew you could get the position, to get close, and then strike. But you must remember that I never forget a face and yours was everywhere after the murder. Sure you made a few changes too yourself, but that wasn’t enough to trick me."
My lips felt softer. Everything was growing smoother.  
"So once I had found you I had you personally apprehended. But I knew having you just simply arrested would not satisfy. I needed them back Andrews and I needed you to pay. So I advised a plan to get the best of both worlds. The company I run, as you well knew, deals in making chemically induced plastic surgeries. There had always been moral limits to that we had to abide by but I knew what we could truly do and knew who to do it too." Mr. Long said looking deeply into my eyes.
“You used some type of chemical on me?” I said while my hands grew smaller.  
"Yes, firstly I brain washed you. Gave you a years worth memories, the belief that you had worked with me for years as my assistant. But I also put something else within you that made you into what I truly desired. Mr. Andrews, every other month you transform. You gender swap into either my young eight year old daughter or you change into my beautiful Sarah as you are now." Mr. Long said smiling.  
"What...what?!" I screamed my mind racing.
"Yes, every other month I get to see one of my family members again. And at the end of that month you are simply rebooted as nothing happened.”
“You can’t, you can’t do this someone will…”
“What find you? No one knows you’re here Mr. Andrews. No one even knows who you are. You’re just another one of my lackeys no ever notices you missing. And as for the other servants, money does wonders to keep mouths shut.”
“Mr. Long please none of this can be true! Mr. Long please, ow!”  My body was on fire. Tears leaked out of my eyes. I couldn’t have done any of those things. I’m not a murderer. Am I?
“Goodbye Mr. Andrews, I’ll see you in a month.” Mr. Long said smiling.
 A chorus of cracks and screams filled the air as I began to fade away. Everything blurred before darkness overcame me. I was in the dark knowing everything was shutting down. I was shutting down one last saddening thought ran through my head before I was gone.

END