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Male to Female Transformation

Genre : TG SOS or Surgery/Transformation Male to Female
Story : Cristine Carter
CH - 1

The last thing I could remember was walking out of the Bank
and crossing the road to my car. I had just been to see my
bank manager to discuss transferring some money from one of
my accounts into a high interest savings account.

I had won quite a bit of money on the Lottery, enough to
change my life. I was unaware just how much my life was
going to change.

I had just reached my car door when I felt someone bump
into me. Then everything went blank...

The next thing I remember was being faintly aware of people
standing around me and talking in low voices. As my sense
started to return I tried to move but found I could not do
so. My first thought was that I must have been in some sort
of accident. My arms and legs did not respond and I tried
to speak, to attract the attention of the people standing
around me. I could only mumble and it only gradually dawned
on me that I had been gagged.

My head became clearer and I then realised that I was lying
on my back on some sort of table. I could move my head
slightly and saw that my arms and legs had been strapped to
the table.

The people standing around consisted of two men and one
woman. They ignored me as I tried to attract their
attention. It was as if I did not exist. But then I
realised that they must be talking about me as the older
man was looking at me and saying something to the woman,
who was writing down what he said. I tried to listen but my
head was still fuzzy and I could only make out some of the
words.

The man was saying, "The nose needs altering a little, to
make it cute and the eyes could do with being a little
bigger."

As he spoke I felt him touch my face and heard him say,
"The chin looks fine, not a very strong jaw line at all.
Once we get rid of the beard it should do nicely."

I felt him touch my hair and heard him say, "The hairline
is fine, once I have done the testes there will be no more
loss."

It was only when the man touched my groin that I discovered
that I was lying there naked. He felt my balls and lifted
my penis, held something against it and said something to
the woman, who in turn wrote on her pad.

It was only then that they turned towards me and gave any
indication that they knew I was conscious. The man looked
at me and spoke,

"Ah, so you have come around." He turned to the woman and
said with a smile, "Exactly on time, make a note of that,
Angie ."

The woman, Angie , wrote on her pad and smiled back at the
man. The man turned to me and went towards me.

"Now I want you to listen to me, Understand?" he said. I
nodded my head. The man continued, "You have not been in an
accident, but you are at a special clinic. The reason why
you are here is not for you to question. You will do
everything we say, and you will do it without any
hesitation or any questions."

The man turned to the woman and nodded his head. She came
towards me with a syringe and I felt it prick my arm.

The man looked down at me and smiled, "You will soon find
that you have no alternative but to cooperate fully."

The three of them stood looking at me. Suddenly I felt a
terrible pain in my stomach. It was like a fire had been
lit there and it began to spread. The man smiled at me as
my face contorted in anguish.

"I see you can feel the pain. Now listen very carefully, I
will not explain again."

The man, who I was later to be told was Dr.Misty, told
me that I had just been injected with a special d**g and
that it was this that was causing my agony. The d**g was
special because it would stay in my blood system
indefinitely unless the antidote was administered.

The antidote, Dr.Misty explained, was known only to him
and would only be given to me when they had finished with
me. Until then the only way to stop the pain was by taking
a capsule, which he held up for me to see. This capsule
would stop the pain for twenty-four hours at a time, and I
would only be given a capsule if I had obeyed their
commands.

"You understand, any disobedience and I will withhold the
capsule until you obey. Obey us and you will get the
capsule every day before the pain returns. Understand?"

I nodded my head. The pain was so intense, like acid eating
me away. All I wanted was for the pain to go away.

I was told not to speak as they removed the gag from my
mouth. Dr.Misty held the capsule in front of my face and
smiled, "When you swallow this the pain will go very
quickly. But remember the pain will return in twenty four
hours unless you have been cooperative in every way."

The capsule was put into my mouth, under my tongue and very
quickly the pain just vanished. I was left sweating but too
scared to speak. I did not want the pain to return.

I was then told that I should sleep as tomorrow was going
to be very busy. They did not say what was going to happen
nor did I dare ask. To make me sleep I was given another
injection.

I woke up the following morning to find myself still
strapped to the bed and still naked. Angie was standing over
me smiling. She undid the straps and allowed me to sit up
on the bed.

I felt self-conscious being naked and I must have blushed
because she laughed and looking down at my naked body she
said, "Maybe we will get you some clothes to wear today, if
you are good and do as you are told."

Angie had brought me some breakfast and I was told to eat it
then to swallow a tablet. I asked her what the tablet was
for, only for her to laugh again and tell me that I would
soon find out. I must have looked fearful because she
added.

"These tablets will not cause you any pain, they are part
of your treatment."

I asked her what exactly was my "treatment", but she just
said that Dr.Misty would tell me in his own good time.

After I had finished eating I was allowed to wash up and
clean my teeth then Angie told me to follow her. In case I
was tempted to disobey she reminded me of the pain I would
suffer if my capsule were withheld. I followed her.

I was led into a room and told to lie on a large operating
table. As soon as I lay down the other man that I had seen
the previous day came in and fastened my arms and legs to
the corners of the bed. The man, whom Angie called, Douglas,
watched while Angie began to cut my beard with scissors.

When she was satisfied with what she had done she said
something to Douglas and he wheeled a trolley over to the bed.
Angie then picked up something from the trolley and I felt
her touch my face with the point of whatever it was.

I felt her begin to pluck at each single hair of my beard
and I realised that she was using electrolysis to remove
all the hairs from my cheeks and chin.

It took quite some time but gradually she covered all of my
face and then proceeded to work at my eyebrows. She offered
me no explanation as to why she was doing this and any
attempt by me to ask or protest were just brushed aside
with a reminder of the consequences I would suffer if I did
not cooperate.

When she had finished with my face she took some ointment
from the trolley and began applying to the whole of my body
except for the pubic hairs between my legs. When I was all
covered she looked at her watch and waited for several
minutes.

When she was satisfied Angie then proceeded to remove the
ointment using a sponge and soapy water. When she had I
finished my entire body had become smooth and completely
hairless.

She stood back and looked down at my naked body and smiled,

"That is much better. Now to do your hair and then Dr.
Knowles can take a luck at the new you."

My hair was washed and while wet Angie cut it and then dried
it with a hair dryer. I had imagined that my hair had been
cut short but when she had finished it did not feel so
short.

When she had finished with me she used the telephone and a
few minutes later Dr.Misty entered the room. He looked
down at me and felt my neck, chin and cheeks. He looked
pleased with result and said so to Angie,

"Yes very good indeed, the jaw line is quite round, I
should not need to alter that at all. In fact I think we
might just as well proceed with the next stage right away."

As he spoke he motioned to Angie who picked up a syringe and
stuck it into my arm. As I began to loose consciousness I
heard Dr.Misty say something about getting the operating
room ready.

When I came around the first thing I felt was an ache in my
groin and in my throat. Then I realised that I could not
see. I was filled with panic then realised that my eyes had
been bandaged. I could hear voices around me then I felt a
prick in my arm and fell asleep again.

This happened several times until finally I woke and was
actually able to see. Dr.Misty was standing over me and
was examining my throat and eyes. He looked at me and
smiled, "I see you are finally awake. That is good. It is
about time that you were up and about."

He turned to Angie and motioned to her.

"I think our patient needs tidying up a bit, will you see
to that please and then we will have a little chat."

Dr.Misty left the room with Angie leaving Douglas looking at
me in a funny way.

Angie proceeded to wash my face and comb my hair before
telling Douglas to untie me from the bed.

I was then instructed to get off the bed and Angie helped me
because I felt strangely weak.

"I think you are ready to see Dr.Misty now, Dear." Angie
said and took hold of my elbow and led me out of the room
and down the corridor to his office.

Dr.Misty was sitting behind his desk and as I was led in
he motioned for me to sit down and for Angie to leave.

He looked at me and then held up a capsule.

"It is about time for your antidote, is it not? But first I
want you to sign some forms."

He pushed some papers in front of me and held out a pen. I
was still dazed, but still suspicious as to what I was
being asked to sign.

"Just sign them where I have marked. You do not need to
read them. You really have no choice but to sign if you
want to have this little capsule." he added.

Remembering the pain I would suffer if I did no have the
capsule soon I picked up the pen and signed.

"Good." said Dr.Misty, "Now I will explain what is
happening to you." He handed me the capsule and a glass of
water. I gulped the capsule down. It was difficult to
swallow because my throat felt so sore.

He got up from his desk and came around to stand in front
of my chair. He looked me up and down before continuing.

"You have no choice at all but to accept what is happening
to you, no choice at all. You have been here for nearly
four weeks and so far everything is going very well indeed.
That said when we have finished our work you should learn
to accept the result. You see we get paid to change people
and we are being paid very well to change you."

He told me to stand and led me over to a full-length
mirror. I looked into the mirror but did not immediately
recognise the person I saw there. What I saw in the mirror
was quite a shock.

The reflection in the mirror did not look like me at all.
My hair had grown much longer and was now well below my
ears. My face was completely hairless except for my
eyebrows and these had been plucked and shaped like a
girl's.

My nose looked smaller and I noticed that my Adam's apple
was hardly visible. In short my face looked rather
feminine. I looked down at the rest of my body. It too had
become hairless and looked smooth and girl like. Then I saw
my groin and almost cried in anguish to find that they had
surgically removed my testicles. My manhood had been taken
away!

Dr.Misty smiled at me as I stared at myself in the
mirror.

"You see we have been commissioned to change you into a
woman and so far I am very pleased with the way things are
going. Now I want examine you a little closer, stand with
your legs apart, please."

I did as I was told Dr.Misty began to feel between my
legs. I was aghast to discover that my penis had been
tucked tightly back between my legs. I could not feel my
testicles at all. I staggered to the chair and Dr.Misty
followed me. He spoke quietly.

"As part of your treatment we are giving you female
hormones. I have found that these work so much more
effectively and quickly if the testes are first removed. So
I have done that already. Your penis has been stitched
down, infibulation we call it, so that it will not create
even a little bulge in your panties. In due course I will
remove the shaft of your penis altogether and give you a
fully functioning vagina, exactly like a woman's."

I was staggered, I had been castrated and had not known, no
wonder I felt so weak.

Dr.Misty looked at me said to Miss Robert,

"I think our patient should wear some clothes from now on."

Within a few minutes Angie had returned carrying a bundle of
clothes. She put them down on a chair and came over to me.

My head felt light headed and I was still dazed as Angie
helped me to get dressed. Dazed as I was I was startled to
find that she was putting a long silk nightdress over my
head.

Pulling it down over my body she smiled and said, "Now that
does look pretty, Dear. I think you should wear these too."

She handed me a pair of silk panties and watched as I put
them on. I was too dazed to really understand what was
happening, but the panties seemed to fit me very snugly.
Angie then handed me a silk dressing gown, which she fastened
for me. Finally she gave me a pair of slippers to put on my
feet.

The slippers were open-toed and had a slight heel.

Once I was dressed Angie told me to sit back in the chair
while she brushed my hair. When she had finished she smiled
and said to Dr.Misty, "Well doesn't that look pretty?"

Dr.Misty smiled and Douglas grinned and looked me up and
down.

I looked at myself in the mirror again and now I did indeed
look more like a girl than ever.

I sat there stunned as Dr.Misty began talking again. He
said that my "treatment" would leave me indistinguishable
from any other female. I would be taught how to dress as a
woman, walk and move as a woman, even think as a woman.

"And of course." he added with a smile, "You will be able
to perform the sexual act as a woman!"

Dr.Misty explained that the hormones would help my body
to become more feminine, it would become more curvaceous,
my hips and bottom would get bigger while my waist would
get slimmer. I would develop breasts and my skin would
become softer just like a woman's. He said that he had
already operated on my larynx so that once the soreness had
gone from my throat, my voice would even sound like a
girl's.

"We are being paid very well to turn you into a complete
and perfectly functioning woman and we will do it, you
should have no illusions about that. By the time we are
finished with you, you will be so feminine that no one
would have believe that you had not been born female."

"Of course," he added, "the removal of your testicles will
heighten the pitch of voice a little as well."

I was almost too dazed to think, but I could hear Dr.
Knowles saying that my situation was already irreversible
and that I had no option but to accept that from now on I
was to be a woman.

"I am confident that you will even be a very beautiful
woman." he said and then added, "The documents you have
already signed will make your new gender legally accepted.
I have taken the liberty of giving you your new name. From
this day on, you are officially called, Cristine, and that is
how you will be addressed in future."

Angie led me back to my room.

"Come on Cristine," she said, "I think you need to rest for a
little while."

As we walked back down the corridor Angie told me that I
should be pleased that I was being transformed into a
woman, that I would enjoy myself once I accepted the fact
and that I had no other choice.

CH- TWO

Back in my room I lay on the bed trying to come to terms
with the fact that I was being forced to become a woman. I
kept looking at where my testicles had been, trying to see
what they had done to me.

My penis had been pulled back into the space where my
testicles had been and then they had stitched it flat. I
soon found that I had to sit in order to go to the toilet.

I felt my face and arms. They were so smooth and free of
hair. My chest was bare and smooth too and I looked at my
nipples for any telltale signs that might suggest that I
was growing breasts. My nipples felt sensitive and I could
just feel the skin around becoming tighter. Looking at
myself from the side I imagined that I was beginning to
develop a bust.

I had been in my room a few minutes when Angie and Douglas came
in. She told me to remove my clothes and to lie on the bed.
I did as I was told and she began to massage ointment into
my chest and around my nipples.

Angie explained that the ointment would help my breasts
develop and would keep the skin supple as my breasts became
larger. She then giggled and said that perhaps I would
prefer Douglas to massage me. Douglas grinned and came over
eagerly to take over from her.

I had to endure the feel of Douglas's hands on my chest, his
fingers running around my nipples. I felt them harden and
Angie noticed this and smiled.

"You see, Cristine, as your body changes to female, so will
the things that arouse you."

She called me Cristine so naturally that I felt stunned. Angie
appeared to consider me as a woman already. And as for
Douglas, he was almost drooling as he massaged my chest.

When the massage was over I was allowed to get dressed
again. Angie then told me to follow her and I was taken into
a room where I was given some food to eat.

The food I was given was part of a special diet, explained
Angie. It would help me to loose weight as it was intended
that as a woman I would have a shapely figure.

Angie told me that I could call her Angie in future and she
then proceeded to tell me that she would be responsible for
ensuring that I learnt how to live as a woman. She would
show me how to apply make up, walk and talk as a woman and
how to dress as a woman.

"The hardest part of the treatment will be getting you used
to be treated by men as a woman. You will learn that you
are completely at their mercy. As a woman you will be
physically weaker and your emotions will be changed. Even
if you find it hard to believe now, your female body will
sexually arouse men and when that happens you will have to
submit to their desires."

She smiled at me and added that by the time my treatment
had finished I would have such a complete female body that
I would only get sexual satisfaction as a woman. My desires
and urges would be female despite any attempts by me to
control them.

"Once you have been given a vagina, you will want to spread
your legs for any man to fuck you, even Douglas here." she
said grinning.

When we had finished eating, Angie said that she and I were
going to watch the television. As part of the treatment I
was to receive I would have to watch a number of videos
which would cover many of the things that I was expected to
learn in order to be a woman.

She took me into a sitting room and I was told to sit on
the settee while she switched the TV on.

For an hour I had to watch a video that gave an overview of
the things that I was to be taught. These included how to
use make up, hairstyles, fashion sense, deportment and
dancing. The final part of the video said that I would be
taught how to act in the presence of the opposite sex,
"men".

Angie nudged my arm as the TV started showing scenes of men
and women in the act of copulation.

"It will not be long before you will be moaning and
groaning with delight as a man shafts you. Believe me sex
as a woman is much better, you will love it."

I watched as the girl on the screen was forced to spread
her legs and let the man thrust his penis into her. My body
trembled as I watched the girl's body heave with each
thrust and her face contort with pleasure.

I had watched such scenes on videos before and always had
been aroused and had an erection. Now though, there was no
response at all from my penis. It remained soft and flat
fastened between my legs where once my testicles had been.
I was shocked to discover that I still felt aroused, but in
a different way. There was an ache between my legs and I
felt myself panting as I watched the girl start to orgasm.

Angie was looking at me and smiled, "Yes, I think you will
enjoy it once Dr.Misty has given you a vagina"

Once the video was finished Angie led to a different room. I
was not going back to the room I had been kept in for so
many weeks but to a much nicer room.

The room was furnished like a bedroom, with curtains,
chairs, dressing table, wardrobe, even a TV and tea/coffee
making facilities. The room also had its own en-suite
bathroom and a window that I was able to see out of.

I looked out of the window and could see the grounds of the
clinic. The view was quite surprising as it consisted of
well-kept gardens. The clinic was quite clearly out in the
countryside somewhere.

While I was looking out of the window Angie told me that I
would find clean panties in the chest of drawers along with
some more nightdresses. I would also find other items of
clothing for me to wear in due course.

"There are some books and magazines on the shelf for you to
read or you can always watch the TV. I will see you in the
morning and show you how to do your hair and then after
breakfast I will take you to have a manicure and pedicure.
Then I think we will see about having your ears pierced.

"After lunch we will make a start on getting you some more
clothes to wear and then we will finish with some lessons
on using make up. With luck, Cristine, you and I will be able
to go for a walk in the grounds before the evening meal."

Angie left me alone in the room and locked the door behind
her as she left. I was clearly a prisoner even if my "cage"
was now a little more luxurious.

I made myself a cup of coffee and sat down on the easy
chair by the window. My mind was in turmoil at the thought
that I was being changed into a woman. It all seemed so
incredible and yet I had already been emasculated. Escape
seemed impossible and even if I were to get free I needed
to take the antidote every day and only they had it.

I sat and drank my coffee trying to think. There was a
large mirror on the wall opposite and as I caught a glimpse
of my reflection I was startled to see how feminine I
already looked.

My reflection fascinated me for a while. It was as if the
was a girl looking back at me from the mirror and it was
only when I moved by body slightly that I realised that the
girl was me!

When I had finished my coffee I went into the bathroom and
took of the dressing gown, nightdress and panties. I
studied my body in the mirror. My face and hair looked like
a girl's, my body from the waist up was smooth and soft,
but more like a young boy's.

My legs were smooth and soft and with the removal of my
testicles seemed longer. I examined what they had done with
my penis and was amazed that they had gotten it so flat and
pulled so far back between my legs that it was almost
unnoticeable.

I had to go to the toilet and this meant sitting not
standing. It was strange to have to pee from a sitting
reflection, but I could no longer "aim" with my penis
tucked back as it was. I washed my hands and looked at
myself in the mirror again.

I looked again at my chest and ran my fingers around my
nipples. I was shocked to find how sensitive they were and
yet it was pleasurable touching them. I tried to image what
I would look like with boobs!

I put the panties and nightdress back on and the silk felt
strangely comforting against my smooth skin. I put my
dressing gown back on and went back into the room and
switched on the TV.

I flicked from channel to channel but could only find what
could best be described as women's programmes. Obviously
the TV was all part of my treatment. I was to be given
access to only feminine things, whether it be books,
magazines or TV programmes.

Sitting back in the chair I started to look at some of the
books and magazines. Some dealt with fashion hints while
others covered cosmetics and jewellery. There was even a
couple of dress catalogues and one on lingerie.

The lingerie catalogue was intriguing. I flicked through
the pages and was fascinated by the different types of
underwear women wore. There were all sorts of bras and
panties and even more erotic corsets and suspenders. There
were underskirts of all lengths and colours, net petticoats
to make a full skirt flare out wide, and so many frills,
ribbons and bows.

And I was to end up wearing clothing like these, was the
thought that kept running through my mind.

I looked at one of the models wearing only her bra and a
pair of very flimsy panties. Her breasts round and pert. I
looked at myself in the mirror and tried to image myself
wearing the same bra and panties, my breasts just as ample
and pert.

Suddenly I heard a key turning in the door and Angie and Douglas
entered the room. She saw me looking through the lingerie
catalogue and smiled,

"There are some nice things in there. You will look very
pretty in them Cristine, Will she not Douglas?"

Douglas grinned and gave me a leering look.

Angie told me to undress except for my panties and lie on the
bed.

"It is time for your capsules, Cristine. One of them is the
antidote and the others are part of your hormone treatment.
Douglas will be giving these to you at this time every night.
That is if you have been a good girl during the day."

Before I was allowed to take the capsules I had to lie
there and let Douglas rub more ointment into my nipples and
breasts. He smiled at me as his fingers smoothed the cream
around my nipples and I could tell that he was imaging that
he was running his fingers over more fully developed
breasts.

Douglas had nearly finished rubbing my chest when his hand
began to stray closer and closer to the top of my panties.
At first I thought he was going to slip his hand inside
them but at the last minute he simply put his hand between
my legs and softly stroked the top of penis.

I was startled to find that my body had tensed up in
anticipation and at how pleasurable it was when his fingers
slid between my thighs.

When he had finished Angie gave me the capsules to swallow. I
could not tell which was the antidote and which was the
hormone treatment. I just had to swallow them all.

I was then allowed to put my nightdress back on and after
washing my face and cleaning my teeth Angie instructed me on
brushing my hair. I was then told to get into bed where Angie
then gave me a sleeping pill to swallow.

As they left the room and locked me in I was already
feeling drowsy and I could hear music playing softly in the
background and a slow monotone voice saying, "Relax and
listen to the music. As the music plays you are becoming a
girl as Cristine. You are feeling feminine, very feminine."

The voice repeated the words over and over again as I fell
asleep.

I woke up the following morning and lay there for a view
minutes as the events of the previous day came flooding
back. It seemed so unbelievable and I looked eagerly in the
mirror thinking that it had all been so crazy dream.

But my reflection told me that it had not been a dream. The
person looking back at me from the mirror certainly looked
like a girl.

Gradually I woke fully and felt the soft smoothness of the
silk nightdress I was wearing against my skin. The feeling
was not unpleasant!

I got out of bed and used the toilet, which confirmed again
that I no longer had any testicles. I brushed my teeth and
washed and all the time all I could see in the mirror was a
woman.

It was strange to find my face still so smooth with no
trace of a beard. I brushed and combed my hair but the way
it had been cut and styled like a girl's was unmistakable.

I made myself a cup of coffee and was sitting by the window
drinking it when I heard the door being unlocked and Angie
enter. She looked at me and smiled, "Good morning, Cristine. I
see you are up and about already, that is a good girl"

My throat was feeling less sore and for the first time in
days I felt able to speak. I attempted to ask what had
happened to my throat but was shocked to find that my voice
seemed so different. I had been prepared for it to sound
croaky because my throat was sore but to find that it was
no longer as deep.

Angie looked pleased as she heard me speak and clapped her
hands, "Oh Dr.Misty will be very pleased when he hears
you speak. He has operated on your larynx to make your
voice more feminine and he has done it very well indeed.
You sound just like Donna Andrews. I am sure that with a
little voice training you will be able to sing soprano."

Angie said that I would have to hear myself on a tape
recorder to find out how feminine my voice had become and
she said that she would arrange to do it later on. I was
told to put on my dressing gown and follow her. We were to
have breakfast first before my treatment was to begin for
the day.

I followed her to a small dining room. The food was already
on the table and I was told to sit down and eat. All I was
given to eat was a bowl of cereal and some toast. This was
part of my diet that was to help me lose weight.

When we had finished our breakfast and had drunk a cup of
coffee Angie told me that Dr.Misty was going to start by
doing some measurements of my body. She took me to a room
were Dr.Misty and Douglas were waiting for us.

I was told to remove all my clothes and stand in front of
Dr.Misty. Angie took a tape measure and made measurements
of my chest, hips, bottom, waist, across my shoulders and
around the tops of my arms. She called out the measurements
to Dr.Misty who entered the figures into a computer.

Dr.Misty pressed a few keys then sat back with a
satisfied expression on his face. He turned the computer
screen around so that I could see it.

"We have been taking these measurements since you arrived
and are using them to monitor the changes in your body
caused by the estrogen tablets. Oestrogen is the female
hormone. The computer can predict how much your body will
eventually change and give us an idea of how feminine it
will look."

The picture on the screen showed the shape of my body at
the time of each measurement. As Dr.Misty scAngieed
forwards, there was a noticeable change in the outline.

Based on the measurements taken so far my hips and bottom
had already gotten bigger while my arms and shoulders had
become thinner and narrower. My chest was already showing
small swellings around my nipples indicating that I was
already developing breasts.

Dr.Misty then input a few more figures and the image on
the screen changed to show what my predicted measurements
would be.

"With exercise and proper dieting your waist should come
down to 24-25 inches. It looks like you will have a very
nice figure indeed, Cristine. What do think, Angie?" Dr.Misty
asked and Angie replied that my predicted figure looked very
feminine.

"Oh, Cristine. You will look wonderfully feminine. Your
breasts should be nice and ample and your bottom and hips
look really sexy."

I was astounded at how much my body was expected to change
and yet it was strangely pleasing to be told that I would
end up with the sort of figure that other women would envy.
I realised that I had thought "other women"!

Dr.Misty told me to get dressed while he talked to Angie.
Douglas leered at me as I put my nightdress back on. Angie then
told me to follow her and she led me back to my room.

She told me to make us both a cup of coffee while she
locked me in and went away for a few minutes. She returned
carrying a bundle of clothes, which she laid out on the
bed.

We drank the coffee I had made while Angie told me to get
undressed and put on the clothes she had brought. I
undressed and picked up the things off the bed. They
consisted of a pair of leggings and a leotard, the sort
worn by women for aerobics.

And this is what they were indeed for. I was to exercise by
doing aerobics each and every morning. I put them on and
Angie handed me a pair of pink trainers for my feet.

I looked in the mirror and observed that the tight leggings
and leotard made it very clear how little was now between
my legs. There was hardly any bulge at all now that my
testicles had been removed. I looked very feminine albeit
flat chested.

Angie then changed into the same sort of clothes herself. She
had no qualms at all at undressing in front of me and as I
saw her naked body I was breathless for a few moments.

Looking at her naked breasts and rounded hips and bottom
and then at her inner thighs brought home to me how much
they intended to alter my body if I was to become a woman.

When Angie had changed she took me to large room with a
polished wooden floor. She put on a tape and told me to
stand in front of her and to follow her every movement.

As the music played Angie went through the aerobics routine
and I followed as best I could. Gradually I got better and
Angie said she was pleased with me. She told me what each
particular exercise was designed to do, like tighten my
stomach muscles or firm up my breasts.

After nearly an hour Angie said that it was time to finish
and gat a shower. She took me to the changing rooms were
there was a communal shower and we both undressed and got
in.

It felt very strange sharing a shower with a naked woman,
especially as she was so unconcerned about my presence.
Obviously to Angie I was no longer a man at all. She regarded
me as a woman already.

Angie helped me to dry my hair with the hair dryer. All pat
of my training I supposed. She then told me to put on the
dressing gown that was hanging up behind the door while she
got dressed again in her ordinary clothes.

Wearing only the dressing gown Angie took me to into another
room where a girl in a white overall was standing by a
washbasin. I was told to sit in a chair by the washbasin.

Angie spoke to the girl, "This is Cristine, she needs her
colouring done and a full manicure and pedicure."

The girl nodded and set about washing my hair and then
applying the colour. Angie suggested that my hair should be
auburn and the girl agreed that it would look nice.

"It will hide all the grey for you Cristine." she said as she
applied the colour.

While she waited for the colour to set she stared work on
my toes. She trimmed my toenails, removing the cuticles and
then polished them up with a buffing pad. Then she started
on my fingernails. My nails had not been cut for weeks now
and had grown quite long. She did the same with the
cuticles and then shaped my nails.

Angie suggested that it would be a good idea to increase the
length of my nails by adding "tips" to them. The girl
agreed and when she had done this and then shaped them my
fingernails were really quite long. The effect was to make
my hands look even more feminine than ever, especially as
my hands were now smooth and soft and completely hairless.

Finally the girl painted my toenails and fingernails with
nail varnish, a soft pink colour. Angie said that they looked
very nice and turned to me.

"There you are, Cristine. You now have very pretty hands and
feet."

My hair now being ready for drying the girl started to use
the hair dryer and styling brush. While she was doing that
I looked at my hands. It was like looking at someone else's
hands, they looked so soft and feminine. It also felt so
strange to have such long fingernails.

"Not very practical I suppose," said Angie, "But then it is
not as if you will need to work with your hands in quite
the same way again. It is more important for you to look
decorative and attractive to the opposite sex."

By "opposite sex" I knew she meant men. Angie really did
regard me as the same sex as her.

When my hair was finished Angie took me back to my room and
made us both a cup of coffee. I was instructed to put on a
clean pair of panties and a nightdress. The nightdress was
pink and long, down to my ankles. I looked into the mirror
and my reflection showed me that with my hair now dyed
auburn and with my fingers and toes painted I looked even
more feminine.

I accepted the result with neither shock nor dismay. I had
no other choice but to allow them to do what ever they
wanted. While the d**g was in my system they could put me
into so much agony whenever they wished. Already they had
done so much to my body that I would never be a real man
again! Being a fully functioning woman might at least be
better than being an effeminate eunuch.

Once I had dressed Angie told me that I was going to have my
ears pierced. She took me back to the room where my hair
had been done and the same girl in the white overalls was
there.

I had to sit in the chair while she studied my earlobes.
Suddenly I felt a sharp prick, first on my left ear and
then on my right one. I felt the girl insert something into
my earlobes and then she handed me a hanky.

"I have put some gold studs in for the moment. They should
not bleed very much and provided you keep your earlobes
clean for the next few days they should be fine."

Angie smiled at me and said, "Soon you will be able to wear
some nice earrings. We have been told to spare no expense
on your jewellery and I have already picked out some
beautiful ones for you to wear."

I was given a few minutes to recover before Angie Angieounced
that I was going to be given my first lesson on using make
up.

"In future, Cristine, You will wear make up at all times
except for bed. Helen will show you what to do and with
practice you will find that it is really quite easy. Future
lessons will deal with what sort of make up is more
suitable for different occasions. For now though Helen will
just show you how to use foundation, eyeshadow, eyeliner,
mascara and lipstick."

For the next two hours Helen first showed me what to apply
and when, how to apply mascara and eyeliner. She then made
me practice putting on make up then removing it and
cleansing my face.

It was difficult too, using my hands with such long
fingernails and I made several mistakes. I was terrified
that Angie would accuse me of not cooperating and that my
capsule would be delayed that night. But Angie was quite
patient with me and for that I was grateful.

Finally she said that she was satisfied that I could make a
reasonable job of it myself.

"But for today," said Angie, "Helen will do it for you as I
want you to look your best for tonight."

She did not say why I had to look my best for tonight and I
sat there while Helen made me up. When she had finished and
I was allowed to look at myself in the mirror the effect
was quite stunning. I did indeed look pretty; in fact even
I thought I looked beautiful. I looked and even felt
feminine. It is amazing what mascara and lipstick does for
you.

Smiling Angie took me back to my room. "You stay here, Cristine
while I go and get you some proper clothes."

She locked me in and I studied myself in the mirror again.
I was beginning to look very feminine what with my hair,
painted finger nails and now make up.

I heard the door unlock and Angie came in carrying some
boxes. She put them down on the bed and smiled, "Please get
undressed, Cristine and I will show you what you are going to
wear."

I did as I was told and Angie began unpacking the boxes.

She handed me a pair of sheer grey tights and told me to
put them on. Angie giggled as I struggled pulling them up and
said, "You will learn, Cristine. I think stockings are nicer
but not until your hips get wider."

I stood there wearing only the tights. They made me look
even more womanlike between my legs as they pressed my
penis even flatter against my groin. Angie handed me a white
body shaper and told me to put it on. This too made my even
smoother between my legs but it felt baggy at the top, as I
had no breasts as yet.

Angie then grinned and passed me two strange looking objects.
"These are silicone breasts to put inside the cups of your
body shaper. You will find that they will feel almost like
the real thing and will move the way your own breasts will
eventually."

She helped me to insert them and the result was astounding.
I now had a bosom and looking at myself in the mirror it
was hard to tell that they were not real.

The rest of my clothes consisted on a white silk top, a
white net underskirt and a pink and white patterned skirt.
Angie said that the full underskirt would make my hips seem
bigger.

Finally there was a wide black elasticated belt to help
pull my waist in and a pair of black patent leather sandals
with a 2-inch heel.

"Now you really do look very pretty." Angie said and even I
could hardly recognise myself in the mirror. I did look
like very pretty girl indeed.

The finishing touches were some jewellery. Angie gave me a
delicate gold watch to put on, a gold chain which she
fastened around my neck and matching gold bracelets.
Finally Angie sprayed some perfume behind my ears and on my
wrists.

I looked at the watch and found that it was a ladies Rolex!

Angie grinned, "You see we have been told only to give you
the very best of everything!"

Angie made me walk around the room. I did so and at first
found it difficult walk in high-heeled shoes but gradually
I got the hang of them. The feeling of wearing a skirt was
something I had not been prepared for at all. There was
something very pleasant about the way in swung and the
feeling of the underskirt against my legs.

My false breasts did move like real ones and I was quite
dazed at how feminine I was beginning to feel.

Angiee then handed me a handbag and told me that I would need
to put my compact, lipstick, hairbrush, some tissues and if
I wished my cigarettes and lighter in it. I did so and she
showed me how to place the strap on my shoulder.

"You will soon get used to using a handbag when you are
going out." she said.

It was a minute or two before what she had said sunk in. I
was going out!

"I am really going outside!" I said "Where to?"

Angie told me that she had been speaking to Dr.Misty and
had told him that I had been very cooperative. As a reward
Angie and I were to go out to a restaurant with Dr.Misty
and Douglas.

Angie then lowered her voice and said, "You have been very
good so far, Cristine and I am very pleased at how feminine
you look. But when we go out I will expect you to act as
much like a woman as possible. There is no point in trying
to escape. I do not have to remind you that come this
evening you will be in terrible agony if you do get your
capsule. I want you to fully understand that if you do not
try hard enough to please Dr.Misty and Douglas I will delay
giving you your capsule. You will be witty and take part in
the conversation. You will be accompanying Douglas and you
will act like his girl friend at all times. You now what
will happen if you do not!"

She smiled and added, "Now I have said that perhaps we can
end up having a nice time and we can all enjoy ourselves."

I was told to pick up my bag and follow her to where Dr.
Knowles and Douglas were waiting by the front door. As we
arrived Dr.Misty and Douglas looked at me and voiced their
approval.

"You look very pretty tonight, Cristine." said Dr.Misty and
added, "Angie has been telling me that you have been a good
girl and have been learning your lessons very well. Now we
are going to have a pleasant evening out."

Douglas led the way to the car. He opened the doors for Angie
and me when we both got in the back. Dr.Misty sat in the
front with Douglas.

The car pulled away and Dr.Misty turned around and spoke
to me, "I think Angie has warned you about being on your best
behaviour. I hope that we can forget all that and just have
a nice evening out."

I said that I would try my best and Dr.Misty smiled.

"You have a very pretty voice, Cristine. Does she not Douglas?"

Douglas replied that my voice very nice, then added, "Very
sexy."

We drove through the country and arrived at a smart looking
restaurant in the middle of nowhere. Douglas got out and
opened the doors for Angie and I. It felt strange being
treated with such chivalry.

Dr.Misty took Angie's arm and Douglas took hold of mine as we
entered the restaurant. The Receptionist welcomed us and
asked if we would take a seat while our table was got
ready. She asked if we wanted a drink first and Dr.Misty
ordered for us.

Douglas sat down next to me and I was conscious of his
attention towards me. Angie began talking about various
things and would keep asking me questions so as to involve
me in the conversation.

Gradually I forgot my predicament and found myself fully
involved in the conversation. Angie and Dr.Misty must have
noticed this because they both smiled at each other.

We were shown to our table and the waiter helped Angie and I
to our seats. No one appeared to have any doubts about my
gender at all. They were treating Angie and myself the same.

Angie said that she wanted to go to the ladies and suggested
that I might go with her. I gulped at the idea of using the
ladies toilet but I did need to go and it was impossible to
even think of using the Gents.

I followed Angie to the ladies and tried to copy her mAngieer
as well as I could so as not to draw attention to myself.

I sat on the toilet seat and had a pee then took every care
to make sure that I pulled my tights back up and smoothed
down my skirt. It seemed such a complicated job dealing
with the pop studs on the gusset of the body shaper.

Angie was already washing her hands when I came out of the
cubicle. She smiled at me and said softly, "Everything
okay, Cristine?"

I nodded and after washing my hands copied Angie as she put
on some more lipstick. She smiled again and said, "Very
well done."

We rejoined Dr.Misty and Douglas and ordered our meal. I
accepted Angie's suggestion of a salad, as part of my diet.

The meal was nice and we finished it with coffee and
liquors. I felt a little tipsy and became more talkative as
the time went on. Our conversation was limited to music,
travel and food.

Douglas was becoming more and more attentive to me and began
touching my knee with his hand. I was beginning to realise
just how powerless I was to stop him.

We left the restaurant about 10 o'clock. This time Dr.
Knowles and Angie sat in the back while I had to sit up front
with Douglas. It was clear that Angie and Dr.Misty were more
intimate than I had thought and we drove back to the clinic
with Douglas's hand occasionally touching my knee.

Back at the Clinic Dr.Misty had his arm around Angie's
waist and he turned to Douglas and said, "Angie and I are going
to my room for a nightcap. Perhaps you will see Cristine to
her room and see that she is settled in." He turned to me
and said, "You have been a very good girl tonight, Cristine. I
will leave it to Douglas to see that you get your capsule."

He gave the capsule to Douglas and he and Angie left Douglas and I
to make our way to my room. I felt very vulnerable and at
Douglas's mercy as he put his arm around my waist and walked
me to my room.

We entered the room and I was expecting Douglas to give me the
capsule and lock me in. Instead Douglas said that he would
like a cup of coffee and had me make us both a cup.

I sat down on the chair by the window hoping that Douglas
would give me the capsule soon. It was nearly time for me
to take it if I was to avoid the pain.

Finally I turned to Douglas, who had just sat there looking at
me and said, "It is nearly time for my capsule, please
Douglas!" I pleaded.

Douglas smiled and said very softly, "I will give you the
capsule when you have been nice to me and not before. You
have not got long so you had better start soon."

He came towards me as he spoke and pulled me up from the
chair. I was petrified as he pulled me to him and began
kissing me. I tried to resist but the thought of him not
giving me the capsule terrified me and I decided that the
best thing was for me to go along with him.

Douglas was kissing me hard and I close my eyes as I kissed
him back. His tongue was in my mouth and I tried to respond
in the way he wanted. He was holding me so tight that I
could feel that he had a hard-on. His penis felt so rigid
as it pressed into my groin.

I thought and hoped that Douglas just wanted to kiss me but I
was mistaken!

Gradually he pushed me to my knees until I was kneeling
down in front of him. He put his hand under my chin and
tilted my face upwards. He held the capsule in his hand and
was looking down at me.

"If you want me to give you this, you have to give me
something in return?"

I was left in no doubt at what he wanted me to give him as
he opened the front of his trousers. His hard, erect penis
burst out right in front of my face.

At first I hesitated but another look at the capsule in his
hands made me realise that I had to do it if I was to get
the capsule.

I forced myself to open my mouth and very slowly touched
the tip of his penis with my lips. As I did so Douglas put his
hands on the back of my head and pulled my head into his
groin forcing me to take his penis fully into my mouth.

"Now that is what I call being a good girl." said Douglas as
he forced me to begin licking and sucking at his penis.

It felt so big in my mouth and I could taste the juices
coming from it. Douglas forced me to suck faster and harder as
he became more and more aroused. Suddenly he came and my
mouth was filled with semen.

He forced me to keep sucking until I had swallowed the lot
and his penis had begun to shrink. Only then was I allowed
to get up off my knees.

He grinned and handed me the capsule, which I took eagerly.
Douglas said that I had given a very good "blowjob" and that
any girl would have been proud at how well I had done. He
then told me to get undressed and get ready for bed.

Douglas left the room locking me in as I sat down on the bed
to recover. He had treated me like a girl in every way and
the sudden thought that he could make me do it to him again
any time he wanted made me shiver!

I was still sitting on the edge of the bed, my body shaking
and trembling, when the door opened and Angie came in. She
saw that I was distressed and came and sat down on the bed
besides me.

"What ever is wrong, Cristine?" she asked as she put her arm
around my shoulders.

I began to sob and she put my head on her shoulder and told
me to tell her what had happened. "He treated me like a
woman." I sobbed, "Just like a woman. He made me suck him
off before he would give me my capsule."

Angie stroked my hair and replied softly, "Is that all,
Cristine? You are a woman now, at least you are starting to
become one. You have to accept that men will want to use
you. Look at me, I have just had to drop my knickers for
Dr.Misty. I did not have any choice."

Angie explained that as a woman I would have to come to terms
with the idea that men would want me for my body. And that
I would not be able to resist their advances.

"And when Dr.Misty has given you a vagina and the
oestrogen has done its work, you will even enjoy it. You
will have the same desires as other women and will gladly
drop your knickers and spread your legs, even for the likes
of Douglas."

Angie then stayed with me until I had changed into my
nightdress and removed my make up. Once I was settled in
bed she told me sleep and went out locking the door behind
her.

For a while I lay there thinking of what she had said. Was
it true that soon I would feel so feminine that I would
want to copulate like a woman?

As I fell asleep the music started playing again and the
voice telling me that I was now a girl and should feel
feminine filled my ears as I slept.

I woke up in the middle of the night with start. I had
started to dream that I was at a party and enjoying myself.
I had ended up in a bedroom with a girl and suddenly as I
lay naked on top of her about to thrust my penis between
her legs, my head began to spin and then just as my penis
entered her vagina I suddenly swapped places and found that
I was the girl and Douglas had just thrust his penis into my
vagina and was making me groan with pleasure.

I lay there sweating for a few minutes and all the time the
music and voice telling me that I was Cristine droned on. I
fell asleep again.

CHAPTER THREE

I woke up the next morning to find Angie in my room. She
waited while I showered and put on some mascara and
lipstick. Angie told me to wear my aerobics kit and watched
me as I dressed.

"You know Cristine, your boobs are starting to show." she said
as I put on the leotard.

I felt my chest and it was true. My breasts were beginning
to develop enough to see and feel them.

"In a few weeks you will be able to wear a bra without any
padding, Cristine." said Angie and then added, "And by then we
should be able to notice your hips and bum getting bigger.
You should be able to try stockings and suspenders then."

Angie spoke as if she believed that I would be happy at the
thought that my body was becoming more and more feminine.
But to be honest I did not know how to feel. I was relieved
that they were pleased with me as this would mean that I
would get my capsule and not have to suffer, yet at the
same time it meant that I was becoming what they intended I
should become, a girl!

When Angie was satisfied with my appearance we went for
breakfast. Angie had not referred to the previous night and
we ate our cereal and drunk our coffee with Angie telling me
that I was starting to look quite pretty.

I asked her how long would my treatment last and she
surprised me when she said that once my body started
changing it would change quite quickly.

"And then Dr.Misty will make you into a real woman.
Cristine. Your body will look and function just like mine."
she said.

I knew what she meant by this and took a deep breath. Once
my penis had been removed it would be gone forever. Even
now I could at least be made to look like a man again, but
it would be too late when I had a woman's genitals that
would make me perform like a woman.

Angie tried to reassure me by saying that long before then my
emotions would be so feminine that I would gladly embrace
my fate.

I had nearly finished my breakfast when Douglas entered the
room. He looked at me and smiled and my mind went back to
what had happened last night.

He spoke to Angie and then as he turned to leave he whispered
to me. "If you are a good girl today Cristine, perhaps I will
stop by and tuck you in tonight."

The blood drained from face, I knew exactly what he meant
and Angie must have noticed the expression on my face for she
touched my arm and said, "You really will have to get used
to the idea that men like Douglas will use you whenever and
however it suits them. It is the lot of women to be fucked
by men and you, Cristine, are a woman now!"

She was so emphatic in the way she spoke to me that I
gulped and drank the rest of my coffee.

When we had finished Angie took me through the aerobics
routine for nearly 2 hours. Then after freshening up I was
told to change into a skirt and jumper. I again wore a body
shaper with the breast implants, tights and shoes with a
small heel.

Angie told me that I would soon get used to wearing shoes
with a heel and that gradually I would wear shoes with even
bigger heels.

"Men like to see girls wearing high heels, Cristine. They make
your legs look even longer and worn with stockings and
suspenders or a basque, men find them irresistible."

While I dressed Angie made us a cup of coffee. While we drank
it Angie began telling me what fun a girl can have in
choosing what underwear she wore.

"Even under just a skirt and jumper a girl can wear
something really sensuous. Soft silk or satin that feels
lovely next to the skin. And you can wear things with
frills or lace all over and only you know how sexy you look
underneath just an ordinary skirt and jumper."

Angie picked up the lingerie catalogue and began showing me
the sorts of bras, basques, panties and underskirts that I
would wear and she tried to explain to me what i felt like
to wear them.

"Anyway," she said, "you soon be wearing them yourself and
then you will find out."

I tried pointing out that some of the things in the
catalogue looked impractical or uncomfortable but she just
laughed

"You soon find out. It is not as if you are going to do any
work in them. You wear them to feel sexy and make your man
want to fuck you senseless."

"My man?" I asked

"Of course, Cristine. You will soon find that you will want
man. Only a man will be able to satisfy your needs. You
will have them you know. The oestrogen will see to that.
And you will be able to satisfy him too, no matter what way
he wants you."

We finished our coffee and Angie took me for a walk around
the clinic's gardens. It was breezy and the wind kept
lifting my skirt. I was surprised to find it quite pleasant
and even smiled.

Angie saw me smile and chuckled, "You must smile more often,
Cristine. It makes you look very pretty."

We passed other people walking in the gardens and I
realised that some of the men were looking at me. Angie
smiled and told me that no one knew why I was there and
that they were looking at me because I was so pretty.

The rest of the day I spent in being taught how to style my
own hair, how to walk and sit in a ladylike mAngieer and how
to gesture like a female.

My lessons finished for the day Angie took me back to my room
and suggested that I read for a while. It turned out that I
had to read a selection of women's books, from novels to
books on fashion, cosmetics, dressmaking and the like. Angie
said that I would be asked questions about what I had read
and would be expected to know the answers.

Angie then turned to me and shocked me by saying that I
needed to convince her that I was trying my best to learn
how to be feminine. I asked how could I do this to which
she replied that wanted me to prove that I now accepted
that as a woman I must submit to men.

Angie said that after dinner that evening she would help me
dress as feminine as possible and that I would then have to
seek out Douglas and "seduce" him. Unless I did so she would
withhold the capsule and leave me in agony until she was
satisfied that I had learnt my lesson.

I was stunned, after the previous night the last thing I
wanted to do was to actually come on to him. I knew what it
would mean and what Douglas would expect me to do.

"It is for your own good, Cristine. Once you have learnt this
lesson you will be able to enjoy your femininity." She said
smiling.

Angie then told me that I should soak myself in the bath and
when dry rub body lotion in all over. I was to put on my
dressing gown and wait for her to return with my evening
meal on a tray.

As I began running my bath Angie left locking the door behind
her. I lay in the bath contemplating the evening to come. I
was now expected not only to allow my self to be treated as
a woman but t