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The Future Is No Longer Mine - by Cabinessence
Chaing Huang's eyes were red and wet as he stood on the doorstep of
his family's poor dilapidated hut. The jeep's engine roared off in the distance
beckoning him to his new destiny. He looked into the eyes of his father, as
red and wet as his own, the tears escaping slowly from his graying beard. It
would be the last time that he would ever look into those eyes that had guided
him here to the threshold of manhood. But, alas, this was a threshold he
would never cross for the state had dictated otherwise. His destiny was to
become a woman, more than that, a wife and mother. At the age of final
judgement, sixteen, he had been deemed too sensitive to be of use to the state
as a warrior or not intelligent enough to be a scientist in their united quest to
take over the free world. It had been judged that he would better serve the
cause bearing and nurturing the next generation of fighters.
It could have been worse. If he had truly been judged as being totally
weak, or stupid, or possessing a homosexual leaning, he could have wound
up as a concubine attached to a field division. There his purpose in life would
be only to relieve the sexual frustrations of those who served the cause. This
type of woman was extremely prized for not only did they possess great
beauty and sexually exaggerated forms, but retained the knowledge of how to
please men from the time when they had been men or boys. He was sure that
this was how a few of his classmates had ended up. He had wanted to be a
warrior, his grades were up to the standard, but he was also judged as not
being brave enough for warfare since he had no innate desire to kill. He did
not want to become a woman, After he learned his fate, he would have
nightmares of babies climbing all over him and suckling his non-existent
breasts dry. In the end he rationalized his ultimate fate, he realized it would be
better to be able to give life than to take it.
His father remembered the old days before the body-swapping
technology had come to China. Times when the illusion of free will was still
alive. In those days, the state could imprison your body, but your soul was
always your own. Now the state had taken control of that too. All children
born since 1980 were affected by the new rules. The rulers of China had
learned from dealing with the West, that women could become as intelligent
as men given the same opportunities. This was a new concept for Oriental
cultures, but was adapted to fit in with already established traditions. The
leaders concluded that the soul was essentially sexless, but the influences of
the body controlled a person's ultimate destiny and status. This philosophy
was written into law when body-swapping technology was smuggled into
China from the West in the early 1990's. This Communist philosophy was
amended to no longer to each what he needed, but to give each the body he or
she deserves.
The leaders of government concluded that to overtake the Western
superpowers, a race of warriors who's mind perfectly matched the body that
they wore should be assembled. The men found bravest and most intelligent
were given bodies to match if they did not already possess them. Men who
were intelligent and showed scientific prowess, were given lessor the bodies
and sent to study in laboratories. Those men as were stated above whom
exhibited traits judged as feminine, such as sensitivity or homosexuality,
were swapped with women who had more valuable attributes and were
allowed to become mothers or whores.
Women who were deemed brave and intelligent enough to become
great warriors, if they had not been hindered by their gender, were swapped
with men who exhibited great strength, but neither the will or intelligence to
excel in combat. Those women who were found to be of great intelligence
were swapped with weaker men and trained to be scientists who would no
longer be subjected to the monthly fluctuations of female hormones and so
could better concentrate on discoveries that would be of more benefit to the
state. Both men and women who did not fit any of these categories would be
swapped as was needed and used as slave labor, also for the good of the
cause.
There was some early resistance to these edicts when they were first
applied, especially among the students who would be first to be directly
affected. These rebel leaders, males in their late teens and early twenties,
were captured and swapped with the aging leaders of China. Now the
Chinese leadership was suddenly given another fifty years to rule, while the
enemies of the state were neutralized and given a slow death sentence
imprisoned in the bodies of seventy and eighty year old men. Those that
opposed the rule of the state soon realized that resistance was hopeless.
"Hurry up, it's time to go" shouted the driver of the jeep.
"Go my son. I only hope that you have sons that will bring honor to
your new house."
"And I hope, my dear father, that whoever wears my body will bring
honor to yours."
Chaing stood there staring for one final moment at what had been his
home. He then dried his tears and walked assuredly towards the jeep. He had
decided now to be brave. He would take his fate like a man, even though it
would be his last opportunity to ever do so.
Chaing stepped into back of the jeep and took one last glance over at
his parents, parents who had spent a good portion of their lives trying to give
him the proper guidance to grow into a man. The same guidance that would
be lost on whomever would bear his body after today, a guidance that
somehow had failed and precipitated his new fate. And while they felt the
guilt, Chaing took the blame upon himself. But whose fault really was it? In
his book "The Psychology Of Body-Swapping", Dr. Eric Ravenscroft stated
that who we are, is as much a product of our environment as it is the body
that we are occupying at the moment. That body swapping may not always be
the solution. Chaing had not read Dr. Ravencroft's masterwork, if he had he
perhaps could have dealt with the day's events with more than just the
determined will for it all to be over. While the book had been a best seller in
America, it had been banned in China. He would not be able to read the case
studies of those who had suffered similar fates. So he only had his own
imagination to fall back on as he wondered now how things would be
different in his new form.
As the jeep wound through the dirt roads of rural China, Chaing
noticed the beauty of the flowers that grew wild by the side of the road. How
he envied their freedom. As the jeep went over bumps in the unpaved streets,
he also became very aware of the penis that had always lain between his legs,
that basic definition of masculinity that marks us from birth. That it would
always be there was something he had always taken for granted. He stuck his
hand between his legs to grasp the final memory of how it felt. The next time
he felt one it would not be his. He suddenly found himself starting to get
aroused, as if his penis was giving him one last fond memory. He was
tempted to masturbate right there in the back of the jeep, but every time he
fantasized about a woman, he was stopped by the horrible thought that this
could be his future self.
The jeep soon pulled into an old stone masonry fort. Chaing was led
into a large room where other boys his age stood around waiting either dazed
or crying. As he talked to some of them he soon found out that they had come
from all parts of China and that they too were here to become women for the
cause. Many of those who were crying had been selected to be concubines,
while the others were to become mothers like him. Soon a short rotund man
about fifty dressed in an army uniform came in the room to address them.
"Welcome to your future and also to the glorious future of China.
You are about to make the supreme sacrifice for the good of the cause, to give
up the body that you have known as your own since birth for one that the
state has determined that is more fit for your soul. There is no excuse for
resistance towards your new fate. You must realize that your very existence
on this planet has been granted by the state in the edict of 1972 that limited the
amount of children that families can have. By allowing your parents the
privilege to give birth to you, we have also retained the right to control your
future. And for you the future is to become women. Some of you will
become whores and be well trained to be skilled in the arts of pleasing men.
Your job will be to relieve the sexual needs of our troops as they serve the
cause. The rest of you shall become a wife to these same brave warriors and
mothers of the next generation that will help guide China to their future
grandeur. Your names will be called one by one and you will go into the door
to my left to your new life."
Chaing waited until his name was called. Those who resisted going
through the door were dragged inside by armed military police. Once in the
room, Chaing was told to sit in a chair that had a helmet at the top with
various electric wires running from it. Across the room in an identical chair
was a slim young girl about his age with a very beautiful face. She seemed to
be asleep. Chaing wondered what was so special about her that she should be
so rewarded by receiving his body. After Chaing had sat down, a man in a
white robe came towards him with a large hypodermic needle.
"Don't be afraid." the man in white said," This is only a sedative to
put you in a relaxed state of mind to make sure the transfer goes more
smoothly. It will not harm you at all."
With that the man injected him with the needle and Chaing, too, fell
quickly asleep. When he awoke, he saw he was in another room lying on a
cot dressed only in a long white flowing robe. He also knew that he was no
longer a he. He knew he had become the girl who had been lying in the other
chair. She clenched her thighs together and felt the void that was now
between her legs. She felt her breasts rise and fall as her breathing became
heavier. She took her hand and felt the breasts on her chest that at first felt
huge but would soon be regarded as average. The new sensations she felt did
not serve to stimulate her, fear is a terrible aphrodisiac. She was also filled
with a sense of dread and apprehension about the unknown future ahead and
shame at her new lower position in life. She wondered how could she ever
learn to love a man? Maybe her husband wouldn't care; love seemed like a
superfluous luxury in a place where the state controlled your soul. She felt
that she was now just a fertile womb and breasts waiting to be pressed into
service for a cause that no one ever fully explained to her.
She looked around at the rows of cots filled with others that had just
become women. She heard someone crying and looked over at the cot to her
right. There was a young girl of great beauty and great breasts, it was
obvious that she had been chosen to be a whore. The sensitive nature that
Chaing possessed and that had led her to her fate took control of her as she
reached out to comfort her fellow victim.
"Don't cry, it could have been worse. We could have ended up as
slave labor."
The girl next to Chaing turned to face her. Chaing noticed that her
eyes glistened like sapphires in the harsh light of the room. Sniffling she
replied.
"For you maybe, you have been selected as a mother, right?"
"Yes, I have been selected for childbearing."
"Well at least you will be able to bear children, I will bear only
shame. The shame that comes with being a barren whore. I did not deserve
this. China could be strong enough to take on the West without all this body
swapping. I have even heard that in the West that there are men who willingly
body swap with women. They must truly have no sense of honor. They
should be easy to defeat."
"Who were you?"
"I was Dong Quichang from a small village outside of Yan City. I
was never strong, I was not fortunate enough to be born with a body of great
strength. I used to wet the bed, it began when I was a young boy, and was
ridiculed by members of my village when the word got out. After I had
learned of my new fate, one of them said as a joke "Now men will enjoy it
when you wet the bed". How cruel can people be and how I fear the new
China."
Chaing, not knowing exactly what to say, just repeated a saying his
grandmother once told him in what seemed to be a lifetime ago.
"Remember, no matter what body you find yourself in. Hope will
always stay with you."
"Sorry, I need a way out of this, not a fortune cookie." And with that
she turned away from Chaing and resumed her crying.
The next day those who were destined to become concubines were
separated from those who were to become wives and mothers. The next week
all the women who were to become wives were quizzed about their personal
likes and dislikes and their reactions to certain domestic situations. However,
they were never asked what they were looking for in a husband because after
having been women for only a few days none of them would have had a clue.
They also compiled personality profiles based on interviews with military
psychiatrists. This information was to be used to match them up with the best
husband available to spend the rest of their lives with, a selection to be made
by computers based on the data that was being fed in, matching the
checkmarks on a piece of paper. Love was never factored into the equation.
They were then moved into another part of the compound for the next
month for training in their new roles. For Chaing it meant a crash course in
all things judged as female. There were courses on female hygiene, tampons,
PMS, and other dealings with women's monthly curse, as well as learning
how to wear traditional female garments. There was also a crash course in
home economics concerning cleaning, cooking, and taking care of the home
for your husband. And there was another course on how to deal with
pregnancy, breast feeding, and taking care of a child. It was this course that
frightened those who used to be men and never imagined that this would
happen to them. Of course this would be only a mild scare compared the last
session that was scheduled, a demonstration on the female role in sex.
They were led once again out into the open area that also doubled as a
lecture hall. A tall man in a military outfit stood at the podium facing the rows
of involuntary women who were seated on the wooden benches before him.
"One of the most important duties that you will perform in your roles
as wives is to satisfy the sexual needs of the husband that has been selected
for you. To help demonstrate this, I will have the assistance of Zhaung Zi of
the 35th regiment and one of our newest recruits to the ranks of company
whores."
Chaing looked up as a naked man and woman walked up and stood
on the stage next to the podium. The man was very muscular and very well
endowed, the woman was, well the woman was Dong. Gone from her eyes
were the tears at her sudden lowered status in the world, only to be replaced
by a glare of pure lust and anticipation.
"Whores, such as the Ciping here, have been treated for the past
weeks with a hormone enhancing drug that increases the female sexual
response and breaks down any lingering male mental or physical resistance to
sex with a male. This results in a woman who lives only for sex. Those of
you who may have your own doubts about your abilities to perform in the
female role in sex with your husband, may request a modified, somewhat
weaker version of this drug. After all we can't have the respected wives of
our brave men wanting to fuck anything that moves can we? Now Ciping,
will you be so kind as to demonstrate the act of oral sex for our audience."
Ciping, the former Dong, quickly got down on her hands and knees
and placed the warrior's large penis in her mouth, slowly sucking on it as she
also started messaging his testicles with her hand. The warrior though
pleased, acted like he was distracted with other more pressing business.
"This is oral sex. It will provide quick sexual relief without needing
the complete physical involvement of the man involved. He could actually be
discussing business on the phone while the woman is attending to his sexual
needs. This type of sex is very popular among certain Western leaders at the
moment. However it is not as satisfying to each partner as the traditional
missionary position, nor will oral sex result in the children you have been
chosen to bear. For this type of act to be successful, it will need the complete
focused physical involvement of both parties. Ciping, traditional sexual
position, on the floor now."
Quickly the girl gave the warrior's penis one last sensuous stroke as
she then stretched out on the floor with her legs spread open wide. She
fingered her pussy as if to invite him in. He soon was lying on top of her,
thrusting his penis into her, oblivious to the fact that there were almost twenty
other women watching her and taking notes. It didn't take long for both to
reach very vocal orgasms. This was to be the new woman's final lesson.
The next day a man in a soldier's uniform stood beside Chaing's cot
as she woke up.
"Good morning. Your name is now Xi Wang and this is the man we
have chosen to be your husband. His name is Qin Huang. The government
has found both of you suited for each other since you have exhibited a great
compatibility for each other."
Then man handed the new Xi a small black and white photo of a man
in his early twenties dressed in his military uniform. The man then walked
over to the woman in the next cot. Xi sat up and looked at the man that was to
become her partner for the rest of her life. She looked at the picture and tried
to picture him through a woman's perspective. She thought that he looked
very muscular and broad shouldered, if not very handsome in the face. She
only hoped that he would be kind to her, although to warriors kindness was
judged to be a weakness. But she felt no love for this man, only fear for her
future.
Xi hoped that this man would not expect her to feel love for him or
anything else besides what was expected of her in her new role. Inside, she
felt that she could never feel love for anyone again because there was this
deep void in her heart, a void left by the loss of her future as a male and of
the love of his own future wife. There was also the loss of the love of a
mother and father. This was the destiny chosen for her and she was not ready
to embrace it or anyone else. Sex with her husband, she felt, was her duty
just as her husband's duty was to go out and hunt down the enemy and she
would immerse herself in it with the same aura of detachment.
The men chosen to be husbands arrived at the compound the next
day. They were to prepare for their wedding in two days with a woman who
was just a faded photograph. For these couples there would be no candlelight
dinners, no dancing til dawn in each other's arms, no making questionable
glances and casual flirting from across the room and no cards or flowers on
Valentine's day as their counterparts in the West would experience. Two days
later the men, all dressed up in their finest uniforms and the women outfitted
in plain cloth white wedding gowns were joined together in the state of holy
matrimony for the state of China. It was a solemn state ceremony, no
reception, and there were no bouquets to be caught.
Xi and her new husband spent their honeymoon on a bus taking them
to their new home, a small one room hut adjacent to the military base that Qin
was stationed at. The ground was dusty and stark, there was nothing to grow
here but babies. On their first night alone as man and wife, Xi felt a great deal
of anxiety as to whether she would be convincing in bed in her new role as a
woman and if that would anger her new husband. This is not an uncommon
thought in trans-sexual body swapping as reported in Dr. Ravenscroft's book
that I had mentioned earlier. In a study of 100 males who had body switched
to female, almost 60 percent initially felt some type of performance anxiety
towards their new sex role as a woman with a male partner. Those in this
group also felt that they could successfully fake an orgasm when they had no
idea as what a real one felt like. Many were found to use Meg Ryan's famous
deli scene in the movie "When Harry Met Sally" as a reference point. The
next 20 percent of this group responded that said that they had always
considered themselves as women in the first place and felt no anxiety at all
towards having sex with men. It was also noted that a great majority of these
new women had already had experienced some homosexual sex with men as
men before the switching occurred. Fifteen percent of the group said the
change in sex had them so turned on that they felt no anxiety at all and
couldn't wait to get laid. This low percentage disproved earlier theories by
Professors Glover and Robo that men suddenly switched into female bodies
would most likely experience an initial high level of nymphomania. The final
ten percent of the group classified themselves as lesbians with no change in
sexual orientation and therefore were not included as part of the results of the
study.
It was fortunate for Xi that her new husband was not fully
comfortable with his own new role as a husband either. Therefore on that
first night he took it slow. After a few weeks, Xi soon found that sex as a
woman was not a totally unpleasant duty to perform. It wasn't too long
before she was pregnant with their first child. While she had been given
drugs to help produce a male heir, she wasn't too disappointed that he first
born was a girl. And it was the act of giving birth that wiped away the final
ties she held in her soul to her male past. It also gave her a reason to feel love
again. She received this warm glow of satisfaction she never thought was
possible every time her daughter suckled at her breast. She was now content
with the fact that she was a wife and a mother forever.
While she had no control over her own destiny, she hoped that her
daughter would be part of a new China where people would know their
choices early and could control their own futures. Perhaps she would
fortunate enough to have a future free of body swapping. She spoke to the
gurgling child.
"You have the choice my daughter that few women before you have
had. To choose the road of becoming a great warrior like your father,
learning how to hunt down and kill the enemies of the state. Or you can
become a mother like me and know the joy of giving and nurturing a new
life. I hope that you my loving daughter you will choose life."
The young girl just stared innocently at her mother still giggling and
gurgling, but somewhere a rose bloomed in Tiennaman Square.
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