Sometime in the 22nd century …

"I hate you …" Jennifer, 18 years old, muttered while spinning a holographic cubic mirror.

"What's wrong, honey?" asked her mother, who overheard her while passing by her bedroom.

"That girl looking back at me is not me."

"You've been feeling this way for a long time, haven't you, Jen?"

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"Yes." Jennifer wiped tears from her eyes. "You know I'm not like the others, but I've tried really hard to fit in, but I just can't…"

"I know." Her mom closely hugged her. "Let's speak with the doctor tomorrow."

— — — —

"So, Jennifer, after a series of scans, I can confirm you're experiencing gender dysphoria."

"What are her options, Doctor?" asked her mother.

The doctor spoke directly to Jennifer, "You can do nothing and enjoy a good life since there isn't societal prejudice anymore, or we can clone your body to a different gender and transfer your consciousness, or you can take a nanite-neural-adaption pill."

"What's that do?" asked Jennifer.

"It'll alter your brain to accept your body. There's no pressure either way. The choice is entirely yours."