You walk around the portal. The lab suggests this is a very elaborate prank. Well, it has to be, as it the doorway looks so banal and plain. It just shows you the other side of the lab through the gap. No shimmering haze, or alien landscapes are lurking beyond.
Professor Cochrane, seizes your shoulder reading you skepticism. "It's a parallel world. That's why it looks so similar." he explains. "But, it's one where you were born and raised a woman." he explained. A vague wave of his hand gesturing towards the bank of controls he tells you controls such things.
"Am I pretty?" you ask. Unsure how else to respond. It draws a weak smile, "Am I busty?" you ask hoping for him to crack a smile. He merely shrugs, "I don't know that level of probability hasn't collapsed into reality."
You frown, he has explained it to you. But, the concepts are quite alien, and you can't be sure if they're real of just an elaborate joke, he's playing on you.
"Okay... Okay. I understand, this is serious, real science." you say patting his restraining hand, until he releases your shoulder. "Let's find out how pretty I am... as a woman." you don't want to lose all your skepticism, keeping the plausible deniability for the inevitable disappointment when nothing actually happens.
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