It was an amazing time in my life. I was 35 years old and I had just sold the business I founded for 80 million US dollars. After capital gains I had pocketed a cool 68 million. Over the last 10 years I had sacrificed everything for the business. I had worked 100+ hours per week and had no close relationships of any kind. I was an only child and my parents hand long passed, so essentially I was alone in the world. Of course, I had had a string of girlfriends, but they soon disappeared when it became obvious I had no time for them other than a "booty call" late at night. In addition, I had lost track of all my close friends due to the extreme dedication I had put into my business.
However, now everything had changed. The sale was final and I was filthy rich. I had lived my life frugally, living in a small condo and driving an old car, but now I planned on living well. I was completely free and the world was my playground. It was everything I had worked and sacrificed for coming true. I was full of joy, riding a high like I was on drugs.
I immediately set off on a trip to see the world. I planned on staying in the nicest hotels, eating the best food and also tasting the best girls that the world had to offer. Not only was I rich, but I was a pretty damn good looking guy. Tall, fit and handsome with dark hair and blue eyes. I had never had trouble with women and nothing had changed when I started my trip. I gallivanted through Ireland, Scotland and England sleeping with a plethora of beautiful women. Traveling alone didn't bother me and I immediately made friends in every bar and nightclub. A outgoing, handsome, rich American who loved to have fun I never had a shortage of friends in my escapades.
After 3 weeks in the British Isles I headed over to Amsterdam to continue my adventures. After checking into a five star hotel and having a $200 dinner, I headed out to see the night clubs and hopefully return to the hotel with a gorgeous dutch lass on my arm. The concierge at the hotel had suggested a hot spot and soon I was dancing under a red strobe light to extremely loud music. I danced with several women but a brunette in the corner who sipped on her drink and watched me closely caught my eye and I approached her. She shyly held a conversation with me and immediately I wanted her. We danced and drank for hours and when I finally left the night club, I have to admit I was using her to hold myself up. She suggested we go to her place and I was only so happy to oblige.
Her apartment was small but nicely decorated and she immediately poured me a Scotch. (My favorite) I probably didn't need it but when she went to freshen up and I downed it quickly. When she returned I couldn't believe what I saw. An unbelievably hot girl in skimpy, red lingerie and high heels. Unfortunately, that was the last thing I saw as the world became very fuzzy and I collapsed in the chair. The last thing I remember was a smirk on her cute face.
I awoke in a deep fog with a vicious headache. I could hear several women talking around me and a comment of "he's awake." But I was so groggy it was hard to hold my head up. One of the women stuck a needle in my arm and suddenly I was wide awake and scared to death. However, try as I might I couldn't move at all.
"Don't be scared honey." a soothing female voice told me. She pushed my head up so I could see, then attached a strap to my forehead so that my head wouldn't fall forward. "You've been temporarily paralyzed. You won't be able to move for several hours now except for your eyes and eyelids."
"I'm very sorry to do this to you." she said as she positioned a chair right in front of me and sat down. "but, I had to make sure you were complete immobile while we ran tests and to be honest what I'm going to tell you next is best done while you cannot move because to be honest it's going to be hard to hear."
The woman in front of me was a very attractive 40 year old woman dressed in scrubs. She had a very genuine look of concern on her very well taken care of face. "About 10 years ago," she began, "I was hired by a man who was setting up a team for a unique project. The man is one of the most brilliant genetic experts in the world. He was looking for a team of talented physicians who wanted to do ground breaking research in the area of gender transformation."
She uncrossed her legs and leaned forward a bit. "The man who hired me was hired by an extremely rich, eccentric man. The man has an all-empowering desire to be transformed into a woman. He is worth billions and wants to literally spend every dime if necessary in this pursuit."
I had no idea what this had to do with me but I suddenly felt extremely nervous. Why the hell did they kidnap me?
"Over the last 10 years," she continued, "we have done extensive human trials in pursuit of his goal of a perfect transformation. You see...he doesn't just want your run of the mill transformation. He wants to be transformed into an actual woman. He wants the change to be so perfect that even if he was tested no one will ever know that he was ever a man. Every one of our human trials to this point has been voluntary. Most of the early subjects were not particularly happy with the results, but over the years we have perfected the process to the the point where we can now realize a near perfect transformation in every case."
My eyes must have looked terrified because she gave me a warm smile and a concerned look. "Try to relax, Joe." She said, for the first time using my name. "It's really important that you listen carefully to what I have to say because there won't be a lot of opportunity to explain this to you later." She took a deep breath and continued.
"For the past year we have tried to procure a volunteer for the final test trial. For this trial, we need a man who is as similar to our eccentric client as possible. He needs to be close as humanly possible in every way. He is very particular about that. None of the volunteers worked, although we transformed a few to test the process even further."
She paused and looked me straight in the eye. "You are so close that you could almost be mistaken for his identical twin. That is why you are here. There is no easy way to say this...you are going to be our last and final test subject. We are going to permanently transform you into a woman."
I was screaming inside but couldn't move. I had absolutely no interest in being a woman. I was extremely happy being a man. I was terrified and angry, but I couldn't move a muscle to show it. I felt so helpless with no way to talk or fight myself out of the situation.
"I know what you are probably thinking." She continued. "I'm rich, I'll pay you off to let me go. Well, we already know that. We first saw you in England and since then we have been following and researching you to make sure you are an ideal match. In fact, we know nearly everything there is to know about you. We know that you have no family to miss you and that you have no friends that will miss you. Sure, there will be plenty of people who will wonder where you went, but I doubt there will even be a missing person's report for a long, long time. Am I right? And the money? We don't need your money. Our benefactor has billions. We only care that you are an exact perfect match for what we are looking for. There is nothing you can do or say that will change our minds."
She reached out and rubbed my knee soothingly. I have never felt such a sense of desperation, but I was imprisoned by the paralyzing drugs they had given me.
"We are taking precautions, though. A week ago the police found a pool of your blood in your hotel room. Over the last couple of weeks, we have gradually removed blood from your body. The police will find enough blood to pronounce you dead. You see, if the police find a certain volume of blood then they know you died. They won't know what happened to you, but they will pronounce you dead and your long lost aunt in Kansas will get a surprise inheritance of 68 million dollars."
She paused for a moment and flipped her shiny brunette hair out of her eyes. For a second, I saw a look in her eyes like she might be enjoying this conversation, but quickly she regained the concerned knitted brow and emotion-filled eyes.
"Our benefactor has some very specific and very interesting requirements for the transformation, but let's just say that you will be young and beautiful when this is done. You are going to lose 15 years off of your life and we have figured out ways for people to age slower, so this isn't going to be all bad for you. In addition, he is going to create a complete identity for you and provide you with 5 million dollars to live on as a thank you. The 5 million dollar amount was set before we knew how rich you were, so maybe he'll change his mind and give you the same amount you lost. He is a reasonable guy and doesn't want to put you out more than he needs to."
Put me out more than he needs to? I thought with rage. He has had me kidnapped and is going to forcibly change me into a girl!
"When the transformation is complete and we have done all of our tests, we will place you in the city of your choice and you can go on with your life."
She paused for a moment. "I'm really sorry this is happening to you, honey, but this is just the way it has to be. We need to move on and finish - our team is getting a billion dollar bonus when the transformation is complete, so you can see how nothing is going to stop this."
She moved the chair away and came back with a syringe. It's time for a nap, honey. When you wake up in 3 months you will be a girl."
My brain screamed but no words came out of my mouth. The syringe entered my arm and the room started to get fuzzy. Within seconds I was asleep.
"Jenni...Jenni...wake up Jenni." The soft caring voice had been crooning this name for a while but I was extremely groggy and everything was a deep fog. Suddenly, my eyes shot open and I was very wide awake.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a nurse holding a needle. "A little adrenaline always does the trick." she said cheerfully. "So how do you feel Jenni?" She turned my head so that my eyes were facing her and said it again. "How do you feel, Jenni? You have been out for quite a while now."
"Who's Jenni?" My voice was high-pitched and I cleared my throat but it still was embarrassingly high-pitched, "Are...you....calling me Jenni?"
"Of course I'm calling you Jenni. That's your name." Suddenly, my brain started to process and I remembered being kidnapped and conversation about... Fuck! I thought. This is real! Feeling was coming back to my body and as I tried to shift in the bed I realized that I was strapped down securely. My body felt completely different, though, and I knew they must have done it. Changed me into a....I couldn't even wrap my head around it...a girl.
"There are some things you need to know, Jenni. You look quite a bit different now and it's going to be quite a shock. First of all, you were 6'3" before and now you are only 5'3". This is going to take some getting used to. Seeing things from a much shorter level. You'll probably have to ask people to reach for things for you now. You weighed 200lbs before and now you weigh about 120. You were very strong and muscular before and now you are going to have to get used to being weak. You will have to ask men to carry heavy objects for you. Don't worry about that though, it's just what girls have to do. You'll get used to it."
As I listened to her prattle on, I just kept thinking - this can't be happening, this can't be happening! I was horrified to think that I was short and would have to ask men to carry things for me.
"Plus, honey, you are not going to have trouble getting men to do things for you. You came out much better than we even expected. You are gorgeous!" She gave me a huge smile. You have full, radiant, silky dark hair that goes a little past your shoulders, although I believe they are going to dye it platinum blond soon. You have big blue eyes and a cute little nose. Your mouth is full and sensuous and you have very white, perfect teeth. I know this isn't what you wanted but it's better to be a pretty girl than an ugly one, isn't it? And, one of the best benefits of the change is that you now have a body age of 18 or 19. You are a teenager again! Although, we made you 21 in the identity we created for you."
I was dumbfounded. I wanted to speak but it was as if my mouth couldn't form the words. Plus, I was terrified of hearing my high-pitched voice that sounded like a teenage girl.
"I can't wait for you to see for yourself, but for now you rest. In a couple of hours I'll help you up to a mirror and you can spend some time getting used to the new you. Oh, and there are some other things...well...let's just say our benefactor had some interesting requests for his transformation and you have received them as well. There are going to be a lot of tests to make sure these requests worked. Sorry to be so cryptic but I can't tell you exactly what they are or it might change the results. Suffice it to say you are going to be here for a little while, while we conduct the tests. But when we are done you will be free to live your life. We are even going to give you back your 68 million dollars."
She left me alone on my hospital bed and I tried to relax, which was hard being that I was securely strapped down. I was able to tilt my head enough to get a bit of a view of my body but when I caught a glimpse of the large protrusions coming out of my chest, I immediately plopped my head back on the bed trying not to hyperventilate. I breathed slowly and evenly trying to relax. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad I still had the money and now I could be a lesbian.
I was able to take a couple of little naps while I waited for the nurse to come back, but I was too tense to do much more. She returned with a cheerful smile on her face prancing into the room. "How are you Jenni? Do you feel better?" Before I could answer she started unstrapping me starting at my feet.
I managed a feeble "Yes." My teenage girl voice humiliated me once again. It was going to be really hard to get used to sounding this way.
The nurse finished unstrapping me, then dipped her shoulder down to help me up. I felt extremely weak and achy but I made it to my feet. It was disconcerting to feel my breasts bounce and sway as I got up. They had to be big I thought with horror. We walked slowly to the mirror. It was at angle to us so couldn't see anything until the last second when the nurse turned my shoulders.
It was shocking! The girl reflected back to me was the best looking girl I had ever seen. I saw her jaw drop and I put my hand to my face proving that it was me. My face was exactly as she described but even her description couldn't do it justice. My eyes moved down my body. I was wearing a pink hospital gown. It was v-necked in front and I could see ample cleavage. My breasts looked huge on my little body. My hands found them and my knees literally buckled from the sensation.
The nurse giggled at my reaction. "I'll leave you alone to examine yourself more closely." She said with a knowing look on her face and closed the door behind her.
I stood there for at least five minutes staring at my new self afraid to take off the hospital gown. Finally, with trembling fingers I pulled it over my head. The site was breathtaking. My breasts were very large but full and perfectly formed. They filled up a large portion of my upper torso. My nipples were very erect - embarrassing pencil erasers. My stomach was tiny and so was my waist which exploded into what looked like a curvaceous bubble butt from the front. However, what intrigued me the most was what wasn't there. A hairless slit where my once proud penis had been. It was shocking beyond any words I could write here. I felt unbelievably empty and I was terrified to touch it.
I turned around and looked over my shoulder at my new ass and was stunned once again. It was impossible for an ass to be more perfectly formed. It was big in just the right way - a perfect heart shaped bubble. My legs were unbelievable too - perfectly shaped thighs leading into dainty little feet. I looked at my hands too and realized that they were also very small. It was disconcerting. I was able to palm a Basketball in my old body and now I little tiny hands. As I looked at my new body I realized just how vulnerable I was now. I would have no chance of defending myself in this body. I was a small little girl - no muscle and all curves. I felt a shiver of fear course through me. Thankfully, I would still be rich. I could hire body guards and hide this humiliating body away from the world until I was ready.
A knock sounded on the door and I hurriedly put the hospital gown on. "Come in." I said and cringed at the horrible little girl voice I was now cursed with. The knob turned and a man entered with the nurse.
Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a nurse holding a needle. "A little adrenaline always does the trick." she said cheerfully. "So how do you feel Jenni?" She turned my head so that my eyes were facing her and said it again. "How do you feel, Jenni? You have been out for quite a while now."
"Who's Jenni?" My voice was high-pitched and I cleared my throat but it still was embarrassingly high-pitched, "Are...you....calling me Jenni?"
"Of course I'm calling you Jenni. That's your name." Suddenly, my brain started to process and I remembered being kidnapped and conversation about... Fuck! I thought. This is real! Feeling was coming back to my body and as I tried to shift in the bed I realized that I was strapped down securely. My body felt completely different, though, and I knew they must have done it. Changed me into a....I couldn't even wrap my head around it...a girl.
"There are some things you need to know, Jenni. You look quite a bit different now and it's going to be quite a shock. First of all, you were 6'3" before and now you are only 5'3". This is going to take some getting used to. Seeing things from a much shorter level. You'll probably have to ask people to reach for things for you now. You weighed 200lbs before and now you weigh about 120. You were very strong and muscular before and now you are going to have to get used to being weak. You will have to ask men to carry heavy objects for you. Don't worry about that though, it's just what girls have to do. You'll get used to it."
As I listened to her prattle on, I just kept thinking - this can't be happening, this can't be happening! I was horrified to think that I was short and would have to ask men to carry things for me.
"Plus, honey, you are not going to have trouble getting men to do things for you. You came out much better than we even expected. You are gorgeous!" She gave me a huge smile. You have full, radiant, silky dark hair that goes a little past your shoulders, although I believe they are going to dye it platinum blond soon. You have big blue eyes and a cute little nose. Your mouth is full and sensuous and you have very white, perfect teeth. I know this isn't what you wanted but it's better to be a pretty girl than an ugly one, isn't it? And, one of the best benefits of the change is that you now have a body age of 18 or 19. You are a teenager again! Although, we made you 21 in the identity we created for you."
I was dumbfounded. I wanted to speak but it was as if my mouth couldn't form the words. Plus, I was terrified of hearing my high-pitched voice that sounded like a teenage girl.
"I can't wait for you to see for yourself, but for now you rest. In a couple of hours I'll help you up to a mirror and you can spend some time getting used to the new you. Oh, and there are some other things...well...let's just say our benefactor had some interesting requests for his transformation and you have received them as well. There are going to be a lot of tests to make sure these requests worked. Sorry to be so cryptic but I can't tell you exactly what they are or it might change the results. Suffice it to say you are going to be here for a little while, while we conduct the tests. But when we are done you will be free to live your life. We are even going to give you back your 68 million dollars."
She left me alone on my hospital bed and I tried to relax, which was hard being that I was securely strapped down. I was able to tilt my head enough to get a bit of a view of my body but when I caught a glimpse of the large protrusions coming out of my chest, I immediately plopped my head back on the bed trying not to hyperventilate. I breathed slowly and evenly trying to relax. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad I still had the money and now I could be a lesbian.
I was able to take a couple of little naps while I waited for the nurse to come back, but I was too tense to do much more. She returned with a cheerful smile on her face prancing into the room. "How are you Jenni? Do you feel better?" Before I could answer she started unstrapping me starting at my feet.
I managed a feeble "Yes." My teenage girl voice humiliated me once again. It was going to be really hard to get used to sounding this way.
The nurse finished unstrapping me, then dipped her shoulder down to help me up. I felt extremely weak and achy but I made it to my feet. It was disconcerting to feel my breasts bounce and sway as I got up. They had to be big I thought with horror. We walked slowly to the mirror. It was at angle to us so couldn't see anything until the last second when the nurse turned my shoulders.
It was shocking! The girl reflected back to me was the best looking girl I had ever seen. I saw her jaw drop and I put my hand to my face proving that it was me. My face was exactly as she described but even her description couldn't do it justice. My eyes moved down my body. I was wearing a pink hospital gown. It was v-necked in front and I could see ample cleavage. My breasts looked huge on my little body. My hands found them and my knees literally buckled from the sensation.
The nurse giggled at my reaction. "I'll leave you alone to examine yourself more closely." She said with a knowing look on her face and closed the door behind her.
I stood there for at least five minutes staring at my new self afraid to take off the hospital gown. Finally, with trembling fingers I pulled it over my head. The site was breathtaking. My breasts were very large but full and perfectly formed. They filled up a large portion of my upper torso. My nipples were very erect - embarrassing pencil erasers. My stomach was tiny and so was my waist which exploded into what looked like a curvaceous bubble butt from the front. However, what intrigued me the most was what wasn't there. A hairless slit where my once proud penis had been. It was shocking beyond any words I could write here. I felt unbelievably empty and I was terrified to touch it.
I turned around and looked over my shoulder at my new ass and was stunned once again. It was impossible for an ass to be more perfectly formed. It was big in just the right way - a perfect heart shaped bubble. My legs were unbelievable too - perfectly shaped thighs leading into dainty little feet. I looked at my hands too and realized that they were also very small. It was disconcerting. I was able to palm a Basketball in my old body and now I little tiny hands. As I looked at my new body I realized just how vulnerable I was now. I would have no chance of defending myself in this body. I was a small little girl - no muscle and all curves. I felt a shiver of fear course through me. Thankfully, I would still be rich. I could hire body guards and hide this humiliating body away from the world until I was ready.
A knock sounded on the door and I hurriedly put the hospital gown on. "Come in." I said and cringed at the horrible little girl voice I was now cursed with. The knob turned and a man entered with the nurse.
"Jenni, It's so nice to see you awake." The doctor said warmly and patted the bed for me to sit down. The doctor seemed extremely tall to me until I realized that I was only 5'3" and most people were going to seem tall to me. I sat down as instructed instinctively crossing my legs.
"Well, sweetie, I'm sure nurse Nancy told you that we were going to have to run a bunch of tests. I have to apologize ahead of time. I know you weren't a volunteer like the rest of the girls we worked on and I'm very sensitive to this. Let me start by saying that you are the final test subject, so everything that our benefactor, let's just call him Mr. X, wants with his new body has been done to yours. Mr. X has, shall we say, some very interesting requests for his body."
He paused for a moment and took my hand softly. A shiver went through my body and for the first time I noticed the doctors beautiful, caring eyes. Did I actually find this man attractive. My thoughts were very disconcerting.
"My dear, Mr. X wants to be transformed into a young beautiful girl and then he wants us to change his identity and then leave him penniless and helpless in the middle of a large European city to fend for himself. You might think this is a strange request from a billionaire who has been pampered for all of his life but the idea of this gives him an erotic thrill that is uncontrollable. To further this erotic thrill, he has designed a number of traits that he wants implemented into his new self."
So I've been kidnapped by a psycho freak I thought to myself. I was terrified to hear what these traits were.
Nurse Nancy rolled over an electric medical device. "Let us start with a few tests." Continued the Doctor. Nancy started attaching electrodes throughout my body. They were wireless and wrapped in a flexible cover. "I'm very sorry for the discomfort, but Nancy will need to attach these electrodes to some very sensitive areas." He said sympathetically as Nancy stuck her hand into my gown and attached an electrode to each nipple, then kneeled on the floor and put her head under my gown. Before I could complain, the Doctor squeezed my hand and patted it with his other hand smiling and reassured me with a softly voiced, "Try to relax."
Nancy attached an electrode to three different spots on my labia and one to the hood of my clitoris. I was shocked by how sensitive I was down there and much to my chagrin, I let out a very girlish sounding gasp.
"Well now, that wasn't so bad was it? Now we are going to start with a few questions and then progress with some other tests. Shall we begin?" He said rhetorically.
"Tell me your real name. The name you were born with." I opened my mouth to say Joe Gavin but nothing came out. I concentrated harder and focused but I literally couldn't say it.
"Come on now." said the Doctor. "Say my real name is..."
I tried again, but it was impossible. My brain knew my real name, but when I tried to say it, I felt an overwhelming urge to say Jenni. Finally, It overcame me, "Jenni." I blurted.
The Doctor smiled and softly rubbed my hand. "Good girl. You're right, your name is Jenni. You were born with a different name, but you will never be able to tell anyone that. It will only give you frustration and headaches to try."
Nurse Nancy handed him a clipboard with a blank sheet of paper on it. "Now, Jenni I would like you to write your real name on this piece of paper. The name you were born with." He said as he handed me a pen.
I focused hard, but when I put the pen to the paper my hand wouldn't move. Finally, as the frustration and headache began to mount I relented and wrote Jenni with looping girly handwriting. To my shock and dismay I even put a heart in place of the dot above the i."
"Good girl, Jenni. Do you like that heart? That was my idea." He said still smiling warmly.
When I didn't answer, his eyes suddenly got dark. "I asked you a question, Jenni." He said firmly.
"I don't know..." I stuttered looking at the floor.
He grabbed my chin firmly, pulling my head up to look him in the eyes. "The proper answer is yes sir. A young girl like you should address a man as sir. Do you understand, Jenni?"
I was shocked. I felt the anger breaking through the bewilderment and genuine fear I was feeling in this new body. I couldn't believe the audacity of this arrogant bastard. They changed me against my will. I wasn't going to act like some little submissive girl for them. "Go to hell, asshole!" I hissed although my high little voice sounded silly and weak.
The doctor looked furious. "Jenni, do you know what happens to girls who don't do what they are told in my hospital?" He spoke slowly and condescendingly. "Look at me Jenni." He grabbed my chin again, this time more firmly. He looked me straight in the eye, "Little girls who don't do what they are told in my hospital get an over the knee bare bottom spanking. Do you want a spanking, Jenni?"
The fucker wouldn't dare, I thought. I looked at him with as much comptempt as I could muster and I didn't answer.
Suddenly, he stood, grabbed my arm and yanked me over his lap as he sat down on the bed beside me. I kicked and screamed as I helplessly lay over his thighs. I couldn't believe how easily he had picked me up and how weak I was in responding. He scissored his right leg over the top of my hamstrings and held my upper back firm with his left arm. I was completely immobile and I skwirmed impotently as tears filled my eyes.
The first spank shocked me and I involuntarily let out a high pitched gasp. He continued to rythmically spank one cheek and then the other until I was sobbing in humiliation and pain. This couldn't be happening to me I thought. I'm a man not a little girl. Suddenly, he stopped and said, "Nancy take a look at this."
I heard Nancy say, "My goodness!"
The Doctor stuck two fingers into my vagina and I moaned loudly and felt a deep burning inside of me. It was an overpowering warmness growing and fighting to get out. I could hear myself breathing heavily and whimpering but I was lost in the feeling. When it came, it came like a freight train and I felt my sex convulsing and gripping his fingers. I could hear myself screaming and losing control but I was lost in the feeling. It was ten times anything I had felt as a man and it last 10 times as long. When it finally finished and I slowly got control of myself, I burned with intense shame and humiliation. I had endured a humiliating spanking over the lap of a man only to cum embarrassingly with my ass in the air and his fingers in my vagina. You wouldn't be believe the mortification I felt.
"Good Girl, Jenni." He patted my butt , then let me off of his lap. I sat on the bed with my head down, ashamed and desperate to be alone.
"I'm very sorry I had to do that." He said sympathetically sitting back in the chair in front of me. "Unfortunately, that was one of the tests I needed to give you. I needed to test your response to humiliation and domination and, my dear, you passed with flying colors. How do the results look, Nurse? Did we get everything we needed?"
Nurse Nancy was looking at the computer. "Her response rates were nothing short of phenomenal. Almost immediate lubrication and the intensity of orgasm was the highest we've recorded yet."
"Excellent!" He exclaimed. "Tell me something, Jenni, were you born a girl?"
Once again I struggled. My brain wanted to say 'No!' but no matter how hard I tried the only answer that would come to my lips was 'yes'. Finally, I just succumbed and said it, "Yes."
"Good girl, you aren't going to be able to tell or write anyone about your past. You will know it in your head, but you will be completely unable to communicate it to anyone else."
He paused as Nancy gave him a print out to look at. "Good, good, good." he said with excitement.
"Jenni, there are so many wonderful things about your body. You are a fully anatomical female...you have all the correct parts internally and externally. If you were tested scientifically, you would test female. Your DNA has been dramatically altered and your current DNA would test as a different person than your old DNA. Perhaps a 2nd or 3rd cousin of your former self."
The doctor stood up. "Well Jenni, I must be off but Nancy will put you through some more tests and I'll see you soon." I stared at his feet too ashamed to look him in the eyes after what he had done to me and how I had reacted. He started to leave the room and then suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Oh and Jenni there is one more thing. Listen carefully, because this is important. We cannot change you back. Your new situation is permanent. We have only perfected the change from a man to a woman and we have done no research whatsoever on the opposite. You will be a woman for the rest of your life."
With that he left the room and Nurse Nancy set up a TV screen right in front of me.
"Jenni, I'm sure that was a very traumatic thing to happen to you, but I need you to concentrate so we can get through these tests. Alright sweetie?" I was starting to get a little annoyed about getting called "sweetie". After all, no matter what they had done to me I was still a 35 year old man inside.
I just nodded and looked at the screen. She started the program which consisted of all kinds of pictures and videos. Nancy watched carefully looking from me to the computer gauging my bodies reaction to each segment.
At first the pictures were rather innocuous - bunnies, puppies, children, food, then they gradually changed to more sexual in nature showing a man with a bare chest and a woman in a bathing suit. Soon, though, they got x-rated. A very chiseled and attractive man came on the screen and he slowly stripped. His cock was very large and I felt a stirring down deep in my groin. What was wrong with me? I wasn't gay yet I was starting to feel urges watching the man. I wanted to touch it so badly I could hardly stand it. The want, the need for it was truly overpowering. A woman walked in the room in the video and put her mouth on the man. Suddenly, I felt intensely jealous. The feelings were so confusing that I looked away from the video screen.
"Watch the video!" Nurse Nancy said firmly.
I looked up and the man had bent the woman over and was fucking her from behind. I shifted my legs and realized that I was extremely sticky and wet. My entire groin area was covered with arousal. The video suddenly ended and I realized with shame that I was actually breathing hard.
Nurse Nancy pushed the TV away and then began to remove the electrodes. "My oh my do you lubricate well she commented as she removed them from my vagina." I was mortified and just looked off into space avoiding eye contact. I couldn't wait for them to let me go so I could resume my life and then use all of my money to find them and get revenge.
"Ok, sweetie, I'll be back in a bit with your dinner. You try to relax and get some sleep. The whole experience has been traumatic on your body."
She slipped out the door and I heard her lock it from the other side. I laid down and tried to hold the tears back. This wasn't a nightmare. I wasn't going to wake and have everything be ok. I was going to have to spend the rest of my life as a girl.
"Well, sweetie, I'm sure nurse Nancy told you that we were going to have to run a bunch of tests. I have to apologize ahead of time. I know you weren't a volunteer like the rest of the girls we worked on and I'm very sensitive to this. Let me start by saying that you are the final test subject, so everything that our benefactor, let's just call him Mr. X, wants with his new body has been done to yours. Mr. X has, shall we say, some very interesting requests for his body."
He paused for a moment and took my hand softly. A shiver went through my body and for the first time I noticed the doctors beautiful, caring eyes. Did I actually find this man attractive. My thoughts were very disconcerting.
"My dear, Mr. X wants to be transformed into a young beautiful girl and then he wants us to change his identity and then leave him penniless and helpless in the middle of a large European city to fend for himself. You might think this is a strange request from a billionaire who has been pampered for all of his life but the idea of this gives him an erotic thrill that is uncontrollable. To further this erotic thrill, he has designed a number of traits that he wants implemented into his new self."
So I've been kidnapped by a psycho freak I thought to myself. I was terrified to hear what these traits were.
Nurse Nancy rolled over an electric medical device. "Let us start with a few tests." Continued the Doctor. Nancy started attaching electrodes throughout my body. They were wireless and wrapped in a flexible cover. "I'm very sorry for the discomfort, but Nancy will need to attach these electrodes to some very sensitive areas." He said sympathetically as Nancy stuck her hand into my gown and attached an electrode to each nipple, then kneeled on the floor and put her head under my gown. Before I could complain, the Doctor squeezed my hand and patted it with his other hand smiling and reassured me with a softly voiced, "Try to relax."
Nancy attached an electrode to three different spots on my labia and one to the hood of my clitoris. I was shocked by how sensitive I was down there and much to my chagrin, I let out a very girlish sounding gasp.
"Well now, that wasn't so bad was it? Now we are going to start with a few questions and then progress with some other tests. Shall we begin?" He said rhetorically.
"Tell me your real name. The name you were born with." I opened my mouth to say Joe Gavin but nothing came out. I concentrated harder and focused but I literally couldn't say it.
"Come on now." said the Doctor. "Say my real name is..."
I tried again, but it was impossible. My brain knew my real name, but when I tried to say it, I felt an overwhelming urge to say Jenni. Finally, It overcame me, "Jenni." I blurted.
The Doctor smiled and softly rubbed my hand. "Good girl. You're right, your name is Jenni. You were born with a different name, but you will never be able to tell anyone that. It will only give you frustration and headaches to try."
Nurse Nancy handed him a clipboard with a blank sheet of paper on it. "Now, Jenni I would like you to write your real name on this piece of paper. The name you were born with." He said as he handed me a pen.
I focused hard, but when I put the pen to the paper my hand wouldn't move. Finally, as the frustration and headache began to mount I relented and wrote Jenni with looping girly handwriting. To my shock and dismay I even put a heart in place of the dot above the i."
"Good girl, Jenni. Do you like that heart? That was my idea." He said still smiling warmly.
When I didn't answer, his eyes suddenly got dark. "I asked you a question, Jenni." He said firmly.
"I don't know..." I stuttered looking at the floor.
He grabbed my chin firmly, pulling my head up to look him in the eyes. "The proper answer is yes sir. A young girl like you should address a man as sir. Do you understand, Jenni?"
I was shocked. I felt the anger breaking through the bewilderment and genuine fear I was feeling in this new body. I couldn't believe the audacity of this arrogant bastard. They changed me against my will. I wasn't going to act like some little submissive girl for them. "Go to hell, asshole!" I hissed although my high little voice sounded silly and weak.
The doctor looked furious. "Jenni, do you know what happens to girls who don't do what they are told in my hospital?" He spoke slowly and condescendingly. "Look at me Jenni." He grabbed my chin again, this time more firmly. He looked me straight in the eye, "Little girls who don't do what they are told in my hospital get an over the knee bare bottom spanking. Do you want a spanking, Jenni?"
The fucker wouldn't dare, I thought. I looked at him with as much comptempt as I could muster and I didn't answer.
Suddenly, he stood, grabbed my arm and yanked me over his lap as he sat down on the bed beside me. I kicked and screamed as I helplessly lay over his thighs. I couldn't believe how easily he had picked me up and how weak I was in responding. He scissored his right leg over the top of my hamstrings and held my upper back firm with his left arm. I was completely immobile and I skwirmed impotently as tears filled my eyes.
The first spank shocked me and I involuntarily let out a high pitched gasp. He continued to rythmically spank one cheek and then the other until I was sobbing in humiliation and pain. This couldn't be happening to me I thought. I'm a man not a little girl. Suddenly, he stopped and said, "Nancy take a look at this."
I heard Nancy say, "My goodness!"
The Doctor stuck two fingers into my vagina and I moaned loudly and felt a deep burning inside of me. It was an overpowering warmness growing and fighting to get out. I could hear myself breathing heavily and whimpering but I was lost in the feeling. When it came, it came like a freight train and I felt my sex convulsing and gripping his fingers. I could hear myself screaming and losing control but I was lost in the feeling. It was ten times anything I had felt as a man and it last 10 times as long. When it finally finished and I slowly got control of myself, I burned with intense shame and humiliation. I had endured a humiliating spanking over the lap of a man only to cum embarrassingly with my ass in the air and his fingers in my vagina. You wouldn't be believe the mortification I felt.
"Good Girl, Jenni." He patted my butt , then let me off of his lap. I sat on the bed with my head down, ashamed and desperate to be alone.
"I'm very sorry I had to do that." He said sympathetically sitting back in the chair in front of me. "Unfortunately, that was one of the tests I needed to give you. I needed to test your response to humiliation and domination and, my dear, you passed with flying colors. How do the results look, Nurse? Did we get everything we needed?"
Nurse Nancy was looking at the computer. "Her response rates were nothing short of phenomenal. Almost immediate lubrication and the intensity of orgasm was the highest we've recorded yet."
"Excellent!" He exclaimed. "Tell me something, Jenni, were you born a girl?"
Once again I struggled. My brain wanted to say 'No!' but no matter how hard I tried the only answer that would come to my lips was 'yes'. Finally, I just succumbed and said it, "Yes."
"Good girl, you aren't going to be able to tell or write anyone about your past. You will know it in your head, but you will be completely unable to communicate it to anyone else."
He paused as Nancy gave him a print out to look at. "Good, good, good." he said with excitement.
"Jenni, there are so many wonderful things about your body. You are a fully anatomical female...you have all the correct parts internally and externally. If you were tested scientifically, you would test female. Your DNA has been dramatically altered and your current DNA would test as a different person than your old DNA. Perhaps a 2nd or 3rd cousin of your former self."
The doctor stood up. "Well Jenni, I must be off but Nancy will put you through some more tests and I'll see you soon." I stared at his feet too ashamed to look him in the eyes after what he had done to me and how I had reacted. He started to leave the room and then suddenly stopped and turned around.
"Oh and Jenni there is one more thing. Listen carefully, because this is important. We cannot change you back. Your new situation is permanent. We have only perfected the change from a man to a woman and we have done no research whatsoever on the opposite. You will be a woman for the rest of your life."
With that he left the room and Nurse Nancy set up a TV screen right in front of me.
"Jenni, I'm sure that was a very traumatic thing to happen to you, but I need you to concentrate so we can get through these tests. Alright sweetie?" I was starting to get a little annoyed about getting called "sweetie". After all, no matter what they had done to me I was still a 35 year old man inside.
I just nodded and looked at the screen. She started the program which consisted of all kinds of pictures and videos. Nancy watched carefully looking from me to the computer gauging my bodies reaction to each segment.
At first the pictures were rather innocuous - bunnies, puppies, children, food, then they gradually changed to more sexual in nature showing a man with a bare chest and a woman in a bathing suit. Soon, though, they got x-rated. A very chiseled and attractive man came on the screen and he slowly stripped. His cock was very large and I felt a stirring down deep in my groin. What was wrong with me? I wasn't gay yet I was starting to feel urges watching the man. I wanted to touch it so badly I could hardly stand it. The want, the need for it was truly overpowering. A woman walked in the room in the video and put her mouth on the man. Suddenly, I felt intensely jealous. The feelings were so confusing that I looked away from the video screen.
"Watch the video!" Nurse Nancy said firmly.
I looked up and the man had bent the woman over and was fucking her from behind. I shifted my legs and realized that I was extremely sticky and wet. My entire groin area was covered with arousal. The video suddenly ended and I realized with shame that I was actually breathing hard.
Nurse Nancy pushed the TV away and then began to remove the electrodes. "My oh my do you lubricate well she commented as she removed them from my vagina." I was mortified and just looked off into space avoiding eye contact. I couldn't wait for them to let me go so I could resume my life and then use all of my money to find them and get revenge.
"Ok, sweetie, I'll be back in a bit with your dinner. You try to relax and get some sleep. The whole experience has been traumatic on your body."
She slipped out the door and I heard her lock it from the other side. I laid down and tried to hold the tears back. This wasn't a nightmare. I wasn't going to wake and have everything be ok. I was going to have to spend the rest of my life as a girl.
You can probably imagine how confused I must have been. To fall asleep a man big, tall man and then wake up a very feminine small woman with embarrassingly large breasts and a perfect apple shaped bubble butt would terribly disorient anyone. To add to the trouble, I seemed to have succumbed to female hormones because I had tears flowing from my eyes and as a man I hadn't cried since I was a child.
I felt so helpless laying there. I had always been bigger and stronger than most people and never afraid. Now, I was too weak and small to defend myself. I was still shaken up by how easy the doctor had "man-handled" me. He had picked me up and subdued me with ease and forced me to endure a spanking - a humiliating, degrading punishment. The doctor wasn't small, but he was a man I would have easily overpowered in my old body. My new bodies reaction also troubled me. I had become almost mind-alteringly aroused by the humiliation and orgasming in that helpless position...it left me so mortified that I just wanted to get in a closet and hide. And my reaction to the man on the video also disturbed me. I have always found naked men to be disgusting but I had practically wet the bed with arousal seeing the man in the video. It was like I was a heroin addict and I needed his penis to get a fix. Right then and there I vowed to immediately buy a huge secluded house and hire a couple of body guards so I could disappear from the world.
For now though I had to play their game. I needed them to give me an identity, release me and give my fortune back. I couldn't risk upsetting them.
I heard the door unlock and pop open and Nancy walked in with a tray of food. There wasn't much too it. A salad with low fat dressing, some chicken, vegetables and a glass of water.
Nancy smiled, "Ok sweetie, here's your lunch. You are going to find that it won't take much to make you full. Your stomach is about half the size of a normal one. It will really help you keep a trim figure. All the boys are going to like your curves, but you need to stay small in other areas. Trust me, boys like curves in the right places, but they want you to be fit and trim everywhere else."
I wanted to tell Nancy that no man was ever going to get within 100 feet of me, but I just kept silent. Gritting my teeth and baring it until they set me free. "When you are done eating, why don't you take a shower. I will teach you how to get made up properly and do your hair. A little later today, we are going to die your hair platinum blond. Mr. X wants to see how it looks that way."
With that she left and I realized for the first time that I was famished and dug into the meal. Nancy was right. I was completely full before even finishing half of it. The hospital room had a little bathroom with a shower. I walked in and flipped on the water and looked in the mirror. The image staring back was frighteningly beautiful. The full lips, the perfect teeth, the deep blue eyes...every feature was gorgeous. I was going to get a lot of male attention unless I became a recluse. I pulled off the hospital gown and once against stared at the large perfect breasts that jiggled on my chest. Cupping them with my little hands, I felt an electric jolt deep down to my groin. When I lightly touched the nipple, it was almost too much to bear. I felt the juices flowing down in my sex, so abruptly pulled my hands away. I was starting to realize that this new body of mine was designed for one purpose.
The warm water felt unbelievable on my smooth skin. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation forgetting about my situation for a moment. Rubbing the soap on my breasts and vagina made my knees buckle. And my ass and thighs...there was so much padding there compared to what I was used to. This body was so strange and different. Every move reminded me that I was very female.
I took a long shower resisting the urge to touch myself with all my will. Finally, I shut the water off, dried and wrapped the towel around me. Masturbating as a woman was a little more than I could bear at the moment. I opened the door and was surprised to see Nurse Nancy sitting patiently waiting for me.
"I've brought you some clothes dear." She pointed at a white lacy pair of bra and panties. I was taken aback for a moment when I saw them. Despite the fact that I was a girl now, the clothing aspect hadn't dawned on me. My first reaction was to tell her to go to hell and that I wasn't going to wear a bra and panties but I stopped myself...I had to stay civil. I just couldn't risk them not giving me my fortune back.
I was stunned to see a 34E on the bra tag - I didn't know a ton about cup size but that seemed quite large. I struggled to get the bra on and Nurse Nancy giggled at me. "Try it this way dear" she said as she turned it around so the clasps were in front and easier to attach. The bra was push-up style and made my already large breasts seem larger pushing them together and up. The panties were very lacy, see-though hipster style and fit snugly. I felt so humiliated wearing these incredibly feminine undergarments. It felt like my face was on fire with embarrassment.
Nancy brought me over to a mirror in the corner of the room. "Now sweetie as you can see you really don't need to wear makeup at all. Your skin has been given elaborate tattoos that look exactly like you are tastefully made up. You ever have to worry about touch-ups or tears making your make-up run. However, if you want something extra I want you to be educated how how to do it. Besides, you will want to surprise your boyfriends with different types of makeup from time to time."
This talk of boyfriends was getting old fast. I looked at the girl in the mirror and I had the urge to fuck her, not be the one getting fucked. Nancy went through the intricacies of makeup application while I only half listened. Then, she followed that up with how to properly do my hair. The whole process took an hour, but I have to admit when she was done I looked even hotter and I didn't think that was even possible.
"Now, my dear, we are going to take you to be inspected by Mr. X. Please follow me." There were no other clothes anywhere that I could see and it seemed like she wanted me to leave the room wearing nothing but panties and a bra.
"Um...Nancy" My voice squeaked out sounding like a cute little teenage girl and I cringed inside. "Do you have anything else for me to wear?"
"I'm sorry dear, but Mr. X wants a full body inspection so any other clothes you would put on are going to come off in a second anyway."
A full body inspection!? I thought to myself and stood still not following Nancy.
"Sweetie, I need to you follow me right now or I can get some men in here to move you. Your choice."
The last thing I wanted was a couple of men to see me wearing lingerie so I followed her, my head down to avoid eye contact with anyone who might see. I felt so helpless and vulnerable. I heard voices in the hall and my face felt like it was crimson red as I stepped out of the hospital room.
I felt so helpless laying there. I had always been bigger and stronger than most people and never afraid. Now, I was too weak and small to defend myself. I was still shaken up by how easy the doctor had "man-handled" me. He had picked me up and subdued me with ease and forced me to endure a spanking - a humiliating, degrading punishment. The doctor wasn't small, but he was a man I would have easily overpowered in my old body. My new bodies reaction also troubled me. I had become almost mind-alteringly aroused by the humiliation and orgasming in that helpless position...it left me so mortified that I just wanted to get in a closet and hide. And my reaction to the man on the video also disturbed me. I have always found naked men to be disgusting but I had practically wet the bed with arousal seeing the man in the video. It was like I was a heroin addict and I needed his penis to get a fix. Right then and there I vowed to immediately buy a huge secluded house and hire a couple of body guards so I could disappear from the world.
For now though I had to play their game. I needed them to give me an identity, release me and give my fortune back. I couldn't risk upsetting them.
I heard the door unlock and pop open and Nancy walked in with a tray of food. There wasn't much too it. A salad with low fat dressing, some chicken, vegetables and a glass of water.
Nancy smiled, "Ok sweetie, here's your lunch. You are going to find that it won't take much to make you full. Your stomach is about half the size of a normal one. It will really help you keep a trim figure. All the boys are going to like your curves, but you need to stay small in other areas. Trust me, boys like curves in the right places, but they want you to be fit and trim everywhere else."
I wanted to tell Nancy that no man was ever going to get within 100 feet of me, but I just kept silent. Gritting my teeth and baring it until they set me free. "When you are done eating, why don't you take a shower. I will teach you how to get made up properly and do your hair. A little later today, we are going to die your hair platinum blond. Mr. X wants to see how it looks that way."
With that she left and I realized for the first time that I was famished and dug into the meal. Nancy was right. I was completely full before even finishing half of it. The hospital room had a little bathroom with a shower. I walked in and flipped on the water and looked in the mirror. The image staring back was frighteningly beautiful. The full lips, the perfect teeth, the deep blue eyes...every feature was gorgeous. I was going to get a lot of male attention unless I became a recluse. I pulled off the hospital gown and once against stared at the large perfect breasts that jiggled on my chest. Cupping them with my little hands, I felt an electric jolt deep down to my groin. When I lightly touched the nipple, it was almost too much to bear. I felt the juices flowing down in my sex, so abruptly pulled my hands away. I was starting to realize that this new body of mine was designed for one purpose.
The warm water felt unbelievable on my smooth skin. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensation forgetting about my situation for a moment. Rubbing the soap on my breasts and vagina made my knees buckle. And my ass and thighs...there was so much padding there compared to what I was used to. This body was so strange and different. Every move reminded me that I was very female.
I took a long shower resisting the urge to touch myself with all my will. Finally, I shut the water off, dried and wrapped the towel around me. Masturbating as a woman was a little more than I could bear at the moment. I opened the door and was surprised to see Nurse Nancy sitting patiently waiting for me.
"I've brought you some clothes dear." She pointed at a white lacy pair of bra and panties. I was taken aback for a moment when I saw them. Despite the fact that I was a girl now, the clothing aspect hadn't dawned on me. My first reaction was to tell her to go to hell and that I wasn't going to wear a bra and panties but I stopped myself...I had to stay civil. I just couldn't risk them not giving me my fortune back.
I was stunned to see a 34E on the bra tag - I didn't know a ton about cup size but that seemed quite large. I struggled to get the bra on and Nurse Nancy giggled at me. "Try it this way dear" she said as she turned it around so the clasps were in front and easier to attach. The bra was push-up style and made my already large breasts seem larger pushing them together and up. The panties were very lacy, see-though hipster style and fit snugly. I felt so humiliated wearing these incredibly feminine undergarments. It felt like my face was on fire with embarrassment.
Nancy brought me over to a mirror in the corner of the room. "Now sweetie as you can see you really don't need to wear makeup at all. Your skin has been given elaborate tattoos that look exactly like you are tastefully made up. You ever have to worry about touch-ups or tears making your make-up run. However, if you want something extra I want you to be educated how how to do it. Besides, you will want to surprise your boyfriends with different types of makeup from time to time."
This talk of boyfriends was getting old fast. I looked at the girl in the mirror and I had the urge to fuck her, not be the one getting fucked. Nancy went through the intricacies of makeup application while I only half listened. Then, she followed that up with how to properly do my hair. The whole process took an hour, but I have to admit when she was done I looked even hotter and I didn't think that was even possible.
"Now, my dear, we are going to take you to be inspected by Mr. X. Please follow me." There were no other clothes anywhere that I could see and it seemed like she wanted me to leave the room wearing nothing but panties and a bra.
"Um...Nancy" My voice squeaked out sounding like a cute little teenage girl and I cringed inside. "Do you have anything else for me to wear?"
"I'm sorry dear, but Mr. X wants a full body inspection so any other clothes you would put on are going to come off in a second anyway."
A full body inspection!? I thought to myself and stood still not following Nancy.
"Sweetie, I need to you follow me right now or I can get some men in here to move you. Your choice."
The last thing I wanted was a couple of men to see me wearing lingerie so I followed her, my head down to avoid eye contact with anyone who might see. I felt so helpless and vulnerable. I heard voices in the hall and my face felt like it was crimson red as I stepped out of the hospital room.
I followed Nancy out of the room and into a wide, brightly lit corridor. There were two male doctors laughing and joking about 50 feet up the hall. They stopped and smiled warmly as we approached. My face felt scarlet with embarrassment and I looked at the ground as we passed. Every step caused my ass and breasts to jiggle and shake and I could only imagine the thoughts going through their heads. The humiliation of being on display in only a lacy pair of panties and a push-up bra once again caused a stirring deep inside of me and I felt the lubrication in my vagina. I wanted to disappear into a dark room and cry. We passed the doctors and the burning shame grew intense as I knew they were both starring at womanly, bubble ass. I felt it sway and jiggle as I walked and I was mortified by how it must have looked.
I felt a huge sense of relief as we turned into another room but when I looked up I saw the first doctor there and the memories of what he had done to me made me ashamed, but caused the lubrication to speed up exponentially. What had these people done to me? I thought. The more humiliated I felt, the more sexually aroused I became.
"Jenni, you look stunning Sweetheart!" His voice had a touch of condescension, like he was talking to a young niece. "I promise to make this as painless as possible."
One wall of the room was a mirror and I immediately knew that "he" must be behind it. The asshole who had me kidnapped and transformed.
"Now Jenni, Mr. X has seen video of everything that has been done so far...all the tests, etc... Plus, he has visited you many times prior to you waking up, so he is well-versed with your transformation. However, he would like to see you close up while you are awake."
He smiled warmly at me and looked me up and down. "Jenni, please face the mirror and give your reflection a big smile."
I want to tell him to go fuck himself so badly, but I knew it wouldn't do it any good. I was stuck doing what they wanted until they let me go and gave me my money. I walked forward to the mirror and tried to smile brightly.
"Good girl." sad the Doctor, "Now, take your bra off."
I hesitated as the shame of exposing my big embarrassing breasts enveloped me. Nancy piped in immediately, "Jenni, we need you to follow directions or the doctor can repeat the punishment you received earlier. Do you understand?"
I was really beginning to hate Nancy. I was starting to see a cruel streak hiding beneath her superficial smile. I nodded submissively and reached behind released the clasps on the bra. My huge breasts bounced free. I looked down and noticed immediately that my nipples were embarrassingly erect.
"Rub your breasts and play with your nipples please." The doctor stated matter-of-factly.
I did what I was told and my knees buckled with pleasure when my fingers found my nipples. Streaks of electricity shot through my body and into my vagina. How had they done this? I thought to myself. How could a nipple hold so much erotic power.
After about a minute the doctor stopped me, "Good girl, Jenni, now take off your panties, please." I pulled off the panties and dropped them to the floor. My entire vaginal area was extremely wet. My involuntary excitement was quite obvious.
"Turn around please and touch your toes." I thought I hadn't heard him right at first and I hesitated. The doctor walked over and swatted my ass with a loud crack that echoed through the room. Scared and humiliated I turned around immediately and touched my toes. The doctor positioned my legs shoulder length apart giving Mr. X a perfect view of my sex. I was so wet at this point that I thought I might start dripping on the floor.
After about a minute, the Doctor had me stand up, turn around and sit on the floor. "Jenni, please spread your legs wide apart and slide up right to the mirror." I did what I was told and put my little, hairless vagina right up next to the window. The thought of him behind the glass staring at it was too much and tears came to my eyes. There was so much mixed emotion. My body was on fire with sexual excitement, but my mind was full of embarrassment, humiliation and fear.
They must have made me sit there with my feet up against the glass and vagina exposed for at least five minutes. When it was finally over, I was allowed to put the bra and panties back on, which I did quickly.
"Ok, sweetie, now we get to see you as a blonde." Nancy had a big grin on her face. Blonde or Brunette...it didn't matter to me. I just wanted to move on with my life and hide. She led me to a sink in the corner and proceeded to wash and dry my hair in preparation for the color treatment. I was numb through the whole process, just closing my eyes and trying to relax. I don't know if they had done something to me in the process of the transformation or if it just was a result of a man suddenly becoming a woman, but the humiliation of having my new body on display in public was extremely intense. It was like nothing I had ever felt. My whole body felt like it was flushed - that feeling you get when you are embarrassed and you know your face is red. It made me desperate to hide away, yet the worse the feeling got the more my body became aroused. This phenomena must be one of the modifications this sick fuck Mr. X wanted. Now, I would have to live with this. Fortunately, I had the means to hide away.
"Ta-da!" Nancy exclaimed. I opened my eyes and saw a platinum blonde in front of me. I was just as hot as before but now I looked like a sex-pot, barbie doll too.
"Walk to the mirror so Mr. X can see you." Said the doctor. I was made to display my new hair at every angle for a few minutes before I was finally dismissed.
Nancy smiled a huge, insincere smile. "Come along sweetie. Let's go back to the room so you can rest. Tomorrow is a big day for you. We are going to fly you back to the United States and set you up with your new life. At this time tomorrow, you will be back home."
The same two doctors were still in the hall chatting. As I passed them once again with my head down, mortified by my body, I thought to myself, "Just 24 hours and you can hide this body from the world and get on with your life the best you can. I kept telling myself - you are a girl, but at least you are still rich.
Back in my hospital room, Nancy laid out a pink nightie and a pink pair of boy short style panties. The nightie was short and had a fluffy white fringe. "Something for you to wear to bed after your shower, dear."
I said nothing and just looked at the floor. "Very well, sweetie, I will let you have a little privacy. Tomorrow morning I'll be back to do your hair and makeup and get you all primped and pretty for your trip." Without another word she sauntered out of the room and I heard the door shut and her key locking it shut.
Just one more day, just one more day I kept repeating to myself as I went to take my shower and get ready for bed.
I felt a huge sense of relief as we turned into another room but when I looked up I saw the first doctor there and the memories of what he had done to me made me ashamed, but caused the lubrication to speed up exponentially. What had these people done to me? I thought. The more humiliated I felt, the more sexually aroused I became.
"Jenni, you look stunning Sweetheart!" His voice had a touch of condescension, like he was talking to a young niece. "I promise to make this as painless as possible."
One wall of the room was a mirror and I immediately knew that "he" must be behind it. The asshole who had me kidnapped and transformed.
"Now Jenni, Mr. X has seen video of everything that has been done so far...all the tests, etc... Plus, he has visited you many times prior to you waking up, so he is well-versed with your transformation. However, he would like to see you close up while you are awake."
He smiled warmly at me and looked me up and down. "Jenni, please face the mirror and give your reflection a big smile."
I want to tell him to go fuck himself so badly, but I knew it wouldn't do it any good. I was stuck doing what they wanted until they let me go and gave me my money. I walked forward to the mirror and tried to smile brightly.
"Good girl." sad the Doctor, "Now, take your bra off."
I hesitated as the shame of exposing my big embarrassing breasts enveloped me. Nancy piped in immediately, "Jenni, we need you to follow directions or the doctor can repeat the punishment you received earlier. Do you understand?"
I was really beginning to hate Nancy. I was starting to see a cruel streak hiding beneath her superficial smile. I nodded submissively and reached behind released the clasps on the bra. My huge breasts bounced free. I looked down and noticed immediately that my nipples were embarrassingly erect.
"Rub your breasts and play with your nipples please." The doctor stated matter-of-factly.
I did what I was told and my knees buckled with pleasure when my fingers found my nipples. Streaks of electricity shot through my body and into my vagina. How had they done this? I thought to myself. How could a nipple hold so much erotic power.
After about a minute the doctor stopped me, "Good girl, Jenni, now take off your panties, please." I pulled off the panties and dropped them to the floor. My entire vaginal area was extremely wet. My involuntary excitement was quite obvious.
"Turn around please and touch your toes." I thought I hadn't heard him right at first and I hesitated. The doctor walked over and swatted my ass with a loud crack that echoed through the room. Scared and humiliated I turned around immediately and touched my toes. The doctor positioned my legs shoulder length apart giving Mr. X a perfect view of my sex. I was so wet at this point that I thought I might start dripping on the floor.
After about a minute, the Doctor had me stand up, turn around and sit on the floor. "Jenni, please spread your legs wide apart and slide up right to the mirror." I did what I was told and put my little, hairless vagina right up next to the window. The thought of him behind the glass staring at it was too much and tears came to my eyes. There was so much mixed emotion. My body was on fire with sexual excitement, but my mind was full of embarrassment, humiliation and fear.
They must have made me sit there with my feet up against the glass and vagina exposed for at least five minutes. When it was finally over, I was allowed to put the bra and panties back on, which I did quickly.
"Ok, sweetie, now we get to see you as a blonde." Nancy had a big grin on her face. Blonde or Brunette...it didn't matter to me. I just wanted to move on with my life and hide. She led me to a sink in the corner and proceeded to wash and dry my hair in preparation for the color treatment. I was numb through the whole process, just closing my eyes and trying to relax. I don't know if they had done something to me in the process of the transformation or if it just was a result of a man suddenly becoming a woman, but the humiliation of having my new body on display in public was extremely intense. It was like nothing I had ever felt. My whole body felt like it was flushed - that feeling you get when you are embarrassed and you know your face is red. It made me desperate to hide away, yet the worse the feeling got the more my body became aroused. This phenomena must be one of the modifications this sick fuck Mr. X wanted. Now, I would have to live with this. Fortunately, I had the means to hide away.
"Ta-da!" Nancy exclaimed. I opened my eyes and saw a platinum blonde in front of me. I was just as hot as before but now I looked like a sex-pot, barbie doll too.
"Walk to the mirror so Mr. X can see you." Said the doctor. I was made to display my new hair at every angle for a few minutes before I was finally dismissed.
Nancy smiled a huge, insincere smile. "Come along sweetie. Let's go back to the room so you can rest. Tomorrow is a big day for you. We are going to fly you back to the United States and set you up with your new life. At this time tomorrow, you will be back home."
The same two doctors were still in the hall chatting. As I passed them once again with my head down, mortified by my body, I thought to myself, "Just 24 hours and you can hide this body from the world and get on with your life the best you can. I kept telling myself - you are a girl, but at least you are still rich.
Back in my hospital room, Nancy laid out a pink nightie and a pink pair of boy short style panties. The nightie was short and had a fluffy white fringe. "Something for you to wear to bed after your shower, dear."
I said nothing and just looked at the floor. "Very well, sweetie, I will let you have a little privacy. Tomorrow morning I'll be back to do your hair and makeup and get you all primped and pretty for your trip." Without another word she sauntered out of the room and I heard the door shut and her key locking it shut.
Just one more day, just one more day I kept repeating to myself as I went to take my shower and get ready for bed.
I hopped into the shower and was once again amazed at how good the water felt on my smooth skin. When I rubbed the soap over my nipples and on vagina, I literally almost fell down. These mad scientists had created unbelievable sensitivities in these areas. I had an intense desire to touch myself further, but I still hadn't come to grips with my new state as a woman, and it was still too much for me to bear to masturbate as one. I must have showered for an hour trying to forget everything, but finally I turned it off and stepped out into a soft, fluffy towel.
When I got back into the room, I stood naked in front of the pink nightie and panties. I wanted nothing to do with them, but the terror of having a doctor or nurse come in and see me naked led me to put them on. The panties fit snugly and the nightie barely covered my ass. Wearing these ultra-feminine garments would be embarrassing but wearing nothing was not an option. I slipped under the covers and tried to sleep. I was nervous about the trip and my reintegration into society. I would have to deal with people on the trip and when we arrived, I would have to deal with people while I looked for a house. The thought of doing all of this as a woman was terrifying. Just the sound of my horribly girly teenage voice was almost too much bear, I couldn't imagine the humiliation of living in public as a sexy girl. I tossed and turned for a long time but when I finally fell asleep, it was the sleep of the dead. The days activities had left me physically and emotionally drained.
I awoke to Nancy's voice. "Rise and shine sleepy head. I can't wait to get you all primped and pretty for your trip!"
I groggily rubbed my eyes and slipped out from under the covers. "Oh, you look so cute in your pink nightie!" Nancy exclaimed.
I blanched with embarrassment as I built up the courage to speak. "Umm...Nancy. Would it be OK if I just wore a hat and sunglasses? I'm not really used to looking like this yet." My voice sounded squeaky and nervous and very girly.
"Nonsense, my dear, you are one of the most beautiful girls in the world and you need to show it. Besides, you need another lesson on how to prepare because after today, you are on your own."
I wanted to tell her no, but Nancy scared me and I just wanted to get through this day and get out of their grasp. I sat down and let Nancy wash, dry and style my hair. I only halfheartedly paid attention. She moved onto makeup added some touches to the tattooed on makeup that my face had Lastly she applied pink shaded lipstick. When she was done, I looked like a "salon perfect" barbie doll. I was going to be gawked at and stared at the whole trip. The woman I saw in the mirror was a woman I would have died to fuck just a month or so ago.
Next, Nancy had me remove the nightie and panties. She presented me with a pink push-up bra and thong pantie set. They were very lacy and ultra-feminine. She couldn't possibly have picked anything more embarrassing for me. I dutifully put them on, though, watching my breasts become even more pronounced. The panties felt strange riding up my butt. "Don't you look sexy, Jenni!" Nancy said with a big grin.
I looked in the mirror in amazement at my reflection. I was damn near perfect and It still was hard for my brain to compute that the sexy and embarrassed looking barbie doll in the mirror was me.
"And now for the final touch!" Said Nancy dramatically. "I picked out this dress and shoes for you myself. You are going to be the envy of every woman and the fantasy of every man on this trip!"
In one of Nancy's hands hung a tiny little piece of pink fabric and in the other were clear high heels. My only thought was - that can't possibly be a dress...she must be joking."
"Nancy..." I squeaked. "Could I please wear another dress?" I felt desperate and truly terrified to be seen in public wearing it.
"No." she said firmly. "You are welcome to wear whatever you want for the rest of your life when we deliver you home, but for now you will wear what I want. A lot of people did a lot of work making you what you are and on your last day they want to see their creation. Plus, it's what Mr. X wants and that's all that matters. He wants to see what he will look like when we are done. Got it?"
"Yes." I said quietly.
"Now hold still while I get the dress over your head. We don't want to mess up your hair or makeup." She slipped the dress over my head and gradually pulled it into place. It had straps that led into a deep v-cut neckline that showed my massive cleavage. As she pulled into place I realized that it was made out of some type of Lycra material that molded to my body like a second skin. The bottom of the dress just barely went past the bottom of my ass and I mean just barely...maybe half an inch. I stood looking at myself in the mirror with my mouth agape.
"Nancy...I...I...can't wear this out..." I whined.
"You can wear it and you will wear it." She said matter-of-factly. "Now let's try these shoes on."
The heels were about 4 inches high and I felt precariously off-balance the second I put them on. The heels made my ass and legs look even better. (if that was possible)
"Come on along, sweetie, it's time for your final chat with your doctors." I stumbled along loudly behind her trying desperately not to fall in the high heels. As we exited the door, I held my breath hoping no one was in the hall. Surprisingly, there wasn't, but I quickly realized why. We walked about 50 feet down the hall and entered a large office with wood panelling on the walls. It was filled with dozens of doctors and nurses. As we entered a loud cheer and applause sprang up. I found myself in a tiny, little revealing dress in a room full of fully clothed medical professionals.
"Turn around for everyone, sweetie." Nancy said in my ear. I twirled around the best I could and there was more applause. I could feel my vagina becoming wetter and wetter.
The doctor who had spanked me sat at the desk and appeared to be the man in charge. "Introduce yourself young lady." He motioned for me to turn around and address the room.
With a quiveringly, little, high voice I said, "I am Jenni." There was some giggling and more applause.
"Ok, everyone. I would like some private time with Jenni." The doctor said. The other doctors poured out of the room laughing and engaged in animated conversation. Soon it was only Nancy, the doctor and me.
"Jenni, you really look marvelous. You are our greatest achievement. There are a few things we need to discuss before your trip home. I know we told you before that you would be able to choose your city to settle in, but we have just decided to drop you off in Las Vegas. With your wealth, you can travel anywhere from there. I assume this is ok?"
I nodded.
"You will be given an identity, identification and of course your money. There are also a few other things about your body you need to know. Unfortunately, Mr. X did not want to become pregnant in his new body. Therefore, we made some modifications to your otherwise functional female organs. It will be almost impossible for you to become pregnant. He also didn't want to catch any sexually transmitted diseases. Therefore you are nearly impervious to these as well. Your natural vaginal lubrication has been designed to kill STDs."
He smiled and paused for a moment. "See this isn't all bad." He said kindly.
I didn't find the humor in it, but I smiled back. "Doctor is it possible for you to give me some less revealing clothes?" I asked as nicely as possible. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Nancy shooting arrows at me with her eyes.
"Nancy, do we have anything else for Jenni to wear?"
"I don't believe so Doctor. There is nothing else here for her to wear." She responded.
"Jenni, you will be traveling in a private plane with just a few employees of ours and when you get to Vegas we can take you right to a clothing store. Sound good?"
I nodded, but was bitterly disappointed that I wouldn't be given different clothes.
"Well I hate to see you go because I'm going to miss looking at you." He said jovially. "Mike, John. He yelled loudly at the door. Two large men wearing suits entered. They reminded me of FBI agents. They sported closely cropped hair and were very muscular. "Please escort Jenni to the airport."
"Yes, sir, everything is ready." Said one of the two men.
"Jenni, please go with these men. They will take good care of you and get you on the plane safely."
"Good bye, Dear." Said Nancy with her plastered on fake smile.
I followed the men out the door nervous about the future. By the evening, I would be free, but trapped in a woman's body for the rest of my life.
When I got back into the room, I stood naked in front of the pink nightie and panties. I wanted nothing to do with them, but the terror of having a doctor or nurse come in and see me naked led me to put them on. The panties fit snugly and the nightie barely covered my ass. Wearing these ultra-feminine garments would be embarrassing but wearing nothing was not an option. I slipped under the covers and tried to sleep. I was nervous about the trip and my reintegration into society. I would have to deal with people on the trip and when we arrived, I would have to deal with people while I looked for a house. The thought of doing all of this as a woman was terrifying. Just the sound of my horribly girly teenage voice was almost too much bear, I couldn't imagine the humiliation of living in public as a sexy girl. I tossed and turned for a long time but when I finally fell asleep, it was the sleep of the dead. The days activities had left me physically and emotionally drained.
I awoke to Nancy's voice. "Rise and shine sleepy head. I can't wait to get you all primped and pretty for your trip!"
I groggily rubbed my eyes and slipped out from under the covers. "Oh, you look so cute in your pink nightie!" Nancy exclaimed.
I blanched with embarrassment as I built up the courage to speak. "Umm...Nancy. Would it be OK if I just wore a hat and sunglasses? I'm not really used to looking like this yet." My voice sounded squeaky and nervous and very girly.
"Nonsense, my dear, you are one of the most beautiful girls in the world and you need to show it. Besides, you need another lesson on how to prepare because after today, you are on your own."
I wanted to tell her no, but Nancy scared me and I just wanted to get through this day and get out of their grasp. I sat down and let Nancy wash, dry and style my hair. I only halfheartedly paid attention. She moved onto makeup added some touches to the tattooed on makeup that my face had Lastly she applied pink shaded lipstick. When she was done, I looked like a "salon perfect" barbie doll. I was going to be gawked at and stared at the whole trip. The woman I saw in the mirror was a woman I would have died to fuck just a month or so ago.
Next, Nancy had me remove the nightie and panties. She presented me with a pink push-up bra and thong pantie set. They were very lacy and ultra-feminine. She couldn't possibly have picked anything more embarrassing for me. I dutifully put them on, though, watching my breasts become even more pronounced. The panties felt strange riding up my butt. "Don't you look sexy, Jenni!" Nancy said with a big grin.
I looked in the mirror in amazement at my reflection. I was damn near perfect and It still was hard for my brain to compute that the sexy and embarrassed looking barbie doll in the mirror was me.
"And now for the final touch!" Said Nancy dramatically. "I picked out this dress and shoes for you myself. You are going to be the envy of every woman and the fantasy of every man on this trip!"
In one of Nancy's hands hung a tiny little piece of pink fabric and in the other were clear high heels. My only thought was - that can't possibly be a dress...she must be joking."
"Nancy..." I squeaked. "Could I please wear another dress?" I felt desperate and truly terrified to be seen in public wearing it.
"No." she said firmly. "You are welcome to wear whatever you want for the rest of your life when we deliver you home, but for now you will wear what I want. A lot of people did a lot of work making you what you are and on your last day they want to see their creation. Plus, it's what Mr. X wants and that's all that matters. He wants to see what he will look like when we are done. Got it?"
"Yes." I said quietly.
"Now hold still while I get the dress over your head. We don't want to mess up your hair or makeup." She slipped the dress over my head and gradually pulled it into place. It had straps that led into a deep v-cut neckline that showed my massive cleavage. As she pulled into place I realized that it was made out of some type of Lycra material that molded to my body like a second skin. The bottom of the dress just barely went past the bottom of my ass and I mean just barely...maybe half an inch. I stood looking at myself in the mirror with my mouth agape.
"Nancy...I...I...can't wear this out..." I whined.
"You can wear it and you will wear it." She said matter-of-factly. "Now let's try these shoes on."
The heels were about 4 inches high and I felt precariously off-balance the second I put them on. The heels made my ass and legs look even better. (if that was possible)
"Come on along, sweetie, it's time for your final chat with your doctors." I stumbled along loudly behind her trying desperately not to fall in the high heels. As we exited the door, I held my breath hoping no one was in the hall. Surprisingly, there wasn't, but I quickly realized why. We walked about 50 feet down the hall and entered a large office with wood panelling on the walls. It was filled with dozens of doctors and nurses. As we entered a loud cheer and applause sprang up. I found myself in a tiny, little revealing dress in a room full of fully clothed medical professionals.
"Turn around for everyone, sweetie." Nancy said in my ear. I twirled around the best I could and there was more applause. I could feel my vagina becoming wetter and wetter.
The doctor who had spanked me sat at the desk and appeared to be the man in charge. "Introduce yourself young lady." He motioned for me to turn around and address the room.
With a quiveringly, little, high voice I said, "I am Jenni." There was some giggling and more applause.
"Ok, everyone. I would like some private time with Jenni." The doctor said. The other doctors poured out of the room laughing and engaged in animated conversation. Soon it was only Nancy, the doctor and me.
"Jenni, you really look marvelous. You are our greatest achievement. There are a few things we need to discuss before your trip home. I know we told you before that you would be able to choose your city to settle in, but we have just decided to drop you off in Las Vegas. With your wealth, you can travel anywhere from there. I assume this is ok?"
I nodded.
"You will be given an identity, identification and of course your money. There are also a few other things about your body you need to know. Unfortunately, Mr. X did not want to become pregnant in his new body. Therefore, we made some modifications to your otherwise functional female organs. It will be almost impossible for you to become pregnant. He also didn't want to catch any sexually transmitted diseases. Therefore you are nearly impervious to these as well. Your natural vaginal lubrication has been designed to kill STDs."
He smiled and paused for a moment. "See this isn't all bad." He said kindly.
I didn't find the humor in it, but I smiled back. "Doctor is it possible for you to give me some less revealing clothes?" I asked as nicely as possible. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Nancy shooting arrows at me with her eyes.
"Nancy, do we have anything else for Jenni to wear?"
"I don't believe so Doctor. There is nothing else here for her to wear." She responded.
"Jenni, you will be traveling in a private plane with just a few employees of ours and when you get to Vegas we can take you right to a clothing store. Sound good?"
I nodded, but was bitterly disappointed that I wouldn't be given different clothes.
"Well I hate to see you go because I'm going to miss looking at you." He said jovially. "Mike, John. He yelled loudly at the door. Two large men wearing suits entered. They reminded me of FBI agents. They sported closely cropped hair and were very muscular. "Please escort Jenni to the airport."
"Yes, sir, everything is ready." Said one of the two men.
"Jenni, please go with these men. They will take good care of you and get you on the plane safely."
"Good bye, Dear." Said Nancy with her plastered on fake smile.
I followed the men out the door nervous about the future. By the evening, I would be free, but trapped in a woman's body for the rest of my life.
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