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Thanks for taking the time to read this story. All the usual warnings go here. Copyright me, etc. Special thanks to my friend Ed for helping in the final editing stage. Please provide as much feedback as possible, good or bad. Chiara Wrestling Star: Chapter One By Chiara There was never any question about it. I was always meant to be a wrestler. Not just any wrestler, but a world famous one at that. My grandfather and my father had both been wrestlers. You have probably heard of my dad. He was Rocky Tenari, "the Samoan Killer", in the World Wrestling League in the mid 80's. He was a true Superstar in his day. He paid his dues in the league as a heel for years and was finally getting his shot at playing the good guy. Oh, a heel is the bad guy, sorry for assuming you know all about wrestling. Anyway, he was heading for the championship belt match when he died. There was a car accident in 1985 and both he and my mom died. I was only five when my parents died but I had already learned a lot about the world of professional wrestling. I could copy lots of the moves that I saw my dad and the other wrestlers doing. I knew even then that it was all blocked out in advance, but I thought it was the coolest thing to do. My mom was always afraid I would hurt myself but that never stopped me. You probably remember how crazy and careless you were when you were five too. I can remember being in awe of all the wrestlers being dressed formally for my mom and dad's funeral. All the biggest names in the league were there, including the owner of the WWL, Big Vance Williams and his son Vance Williams, Jr., who was just his father's apprentice at that time. Vance Junior was about 30 then and I remember him being very kind to me when I was young. His children Melanie and Blaine were at the funeral as well (Yes. They are the multi-rich family that controls the wrestling you watch on TV. Yes. Melanie did grow up to be the wealthy babe all the guys adore). They were about my age and I had played with them many times in the past at family picnics. The day after the funeral all of the wrestlers left to go back to their work. Vance Jr. was taking his family home and invited me to go with them for a couple of weeks. My grandfather was very upset and sad at the time, so it was nice for him to get a break and for me to get to go and stay with my friends Melanie and Blaine. I had a great time on that visit and was able to get a brief break from the sadness of losing my parents. They lived in a big house with a pool. I remember being very happy there. On the day I had to leave, Vance Junior took me aside. He told me I could come and visit them any time I wanted. Then he got very serious. He told me that my dad had been a great man and a great friend. He told me to come see him when I grew up if I wanted to be a wrestler! I remember thinking that was so cool. Right then and there my future was decided. I was going to get the championship belt in the WWL to honor my parents! After that visit, I went to live with my grandparents in Nova Scotia. My grandpa had semi-retired there and ran a gym and wrestling school. Several of the WWL stars from the 90's went through his school and he still says he makes the best wrestlers in the world. I did get back to visit the Williams family each Summer until I was about 13 years old. I loved those visits. I became very good friends over the years with Melanie and Blaine. I can remember everything from riding bikes and eating bugs when we were 6 and 7 up to having my first kiss with Melanie one July evening playing truth or dare in the pool house. I think I was 11 or 12 at the time. I know that the last two times I went to visit we were unofficially boy friend girl friend. We would be heartbroken and write letters to each other for a couple of months after each of my visits. The Summer I turned 14 I had to work at the Gym to help out the business. I never got back for another one of those visits. I was disappointed because I had really wanted to see Melanie. I was a typical horny 14 year old and she had sent me some letters indicating how much she was looking forward to seeing me again. I was very bitter about missing my annual vacation and being forced to work instead. I think maybe that was when I officially lost the last little bit of my childhood. So for the past 16 years, other than during my rare visits to the Williams family, I have been working towards my goal of being a wrestler. Outside of school it was all I did. It really became an obsession that took over me. I didn't hang out with any guys. I never dated. I just worked out and practiced. All through school I had a chip on my shoulder. Despite all my efforts I was the smallest person in my class. To make up for my lack of size, I developed an oversized attitude. If I ever saw anybody bullying another student I would pick fights with the bully to protect the victims. Because of my size the bullies would laugh and call me names like runt or sissy. I would go nuts! I rarely hurt them, but I could always out maneuver them and embarrass them. I worked out with weights constantly and trained at my grandfather's gym every day. I could do every move the professionals did and I had many of my own "signature moves" that would make me famous when I became a superstar myself. I constantly bugged my grandfather to give me feedback on my abilities and he would always say the same thing. "Cory, you are an excellent wrestler, but you should work out some more to become bigger if you want to be famous." That brings me to my only real obstacle to being a wrestling superstar (other than astronomical odds). As I mentioned, I am not very big physically and no matter how much I work out I can't seem to get bigger. It's not that I am not strong. I can lift the biggest guys in the ring and I always hold my own. I am only 5'6" tall and I weigh in at 130 lbs. I have even tried steroids to get bigger but I had violent allergic reactions to them. I have told myself I would wait and get bigger before I tried out for the WWL but now I was turning 21 and I was still the same size. I had recently graduated with my degree in physical fitness and there were no more growth opportunities, pardon the pun, in my hometown. I knew of a few smaller guys who had been in the WWL over the years and I knew I was as good or better than any wrestler. I made up my mind. Against my grandfather's advice I headed to Miami to try out for the WWL. Like I said, it was what I had worked toward all my life. My grandfather had even called Vance Williams, Jr. and arranged for a try out. He told me that Vance remembered me and was looking forward to seeing the son of the Samoan in action. I got to Miami after a 3 day bus trip and checked into a motel. The next day I got dressed in my wrestling clothes and put on a track suit and headed over to the address I had been given for the WWL training center. When I got there the parking lot was almost empty. I told a guard who I was and he said I was expected. He directed me to where they would be waiting. I went in and immediately saw Vance Williams, Jr. sitting in a chair by a wrestling ring. The only other people there I recognized as being his two children, Melanie and Blaine. I could see a slight look of disappointment on Vance Williams Jr.'s face when he looked me over. Despite this, he warmly introduced himself and his children and we all shook hands. He said, "Call me Vance now that you're a man, Cory." He added that he had dropped the Junior part of his name when his dad passed away. He told me he remembered my visits with his family when I was younger and was glad to see I was in good health. Melanie reminded me that she and Blaine and I used to play when we were kids. Her eyes met mine and we momentarily locked our gazes. I was remembering the many great times we had in our youth. I think I blushed at some of the memories. I was feeling really great about the meeting when Vance abruptly said, "Thanks for making the trip, Cory, but we don't have any positions open right now. Sorry if we wasted your time." I was in bit of shock but I kept my composure. I said, "Mr. Williams, sorry, Vance, this makes no sense. I came all this way and you're waiting for me in a gym with a ring, obviously you were going to let me show you my moves. Did I say something wrong?" "You're just too small, Cory. There is no market for small wrestlers these days. I should have asked your grandfather what you looked like but I assumed you'd be similar to your father with your Samoan heritage. You obviously took after your mother genetically. She was a real looker if I remember correctly." Melanie could see my disappointment and asked her father, "Hey, Daddy. Cory came all this way, please let him show us what he can do." I could see Vance look at his daughter and melt. He said, "Okay sweetie, but it won't change the outcome." She told Blaine to hop in the ring with me. Blaine took his tracksuit off and we went through all the common wrestling moves. Vance looked truly impressed with my moves and the fact that I could lift Blaine who was at least 50 pounds heavier than I was. Melanie asked what special moves I could do and I showed them a few. I ran up to the ring and did a power slide entrance on my front. I actually slide on my elbows and kneepads, the effect makes the ring almost seem like ice. Then I showed them my flips. I could out-flip anybody! I went to the corner pole and did a somersaulting front flip into the middle of the ring to pin Blaine. Then as he was leaving the ring I did another backwards vault down to the floor to pin him there. Vance and Melanie were so impressed they actually applauded. Blaine clapped when I let him get up. Vance asked, "Where did you learn a move like that?" I explained that it comes from growing up in a gym with a wrestling ring and a trampoline. Blaine then asked his dad, "Cory really is good dad, can't we make a role for him somewhere?" "I really doubt it. I don't mean to hurt your feelings, Cory, but small men wrestlers just don't sell seats. But before I say no, I'll set up an appointment with our specialist to see if there is anything that can be done to make you bigger. Maybe some type of growth hormone combined with pec implants or something." I thanked him for the opportunity and asked where that appointment would be. Melanie interrupted, "I have tomorrow off, Cory. I'll take you out for dinner tonight, and tomorrow I will take you to our Doctor." I gushed, "Thanks Vance. Thanks Blaine. Thanks Melanie." Melanie asked what hotel I was staying at. I told her it was just a motel. She went over to Vance and asked, "Daddy can I have $200.00?" Vance started to say no, then he melted and handed her the money. Melanie handed me the money and said, "You're staying at the Sheraton tonight, compliments of daddy. I'll pick you up there at 7." I headed off feeling as positive as I could about my wrestling future. That evening, Melanie picked me up in a limo and we went out for a nice dinner. She filled me in on some of the personnel issues pertaining to the league. They were actually laying off all the smaller wrestlers as a business decision. The growth in popularity of the women in the league was turning the hiring focus to athletic women. She explained that the problem there was that there were very few women who could wrestle at all. Melanie laughed and said that of all the current women stars in the league, she was the only one who grew up as a wrestler. All the others were former models who the league had hired for their looks, then they were trained in the basics of wrestling. Melanie told me that in the matches where there are a women and a man wrestler, the man carries the woman through the challenging moves. She said the real challenge is having two women wrestle and have it look realistic without them actually hurting themselves. She told me that Vance had given Blaine the task of finding a woman to become a wrestling superstar. Melanie apologized for talking shop and then we talked about other topics. We talked about all the things we could remember from when we knew each other as children. We laughed about things I had almost forgotten. One time she and I had been hiking in a field and she had stepped on a mud wasp nest. She ran for her life and then the wasps came out of the nest and attacked me. I had stings everywhere. I recalled it was not funny when I was eight. She asked about my personal life and I told her I had been too focused on becoming a wrestler to have a personal life. I asked about her personal life and she told me she had grown up sheltered from most things and attended a private school until only a few months earlier. We had a lot in common. We were having a really nice evening. Melanie formally drew the line for the end of the night by saying, "If you are going to see the mad doctor tomorrow, we should get you home." "Mad Doctor?" "Oh, that's what Blaine and I call him. He does amazing things with Daddy's talent. All the growth assistance for the men and cosmetic surgery for everyone. I don't think there is one person in the whole league he hasn't done something for. Daddy had him do my nose for my 18th birthday and my breasts were a gift for my 20th. Do you like them?" she asked. Without waiting for a response, she said, "I was really flat and I was self conscious around the other woman wrestlers." I looked at Melanie's chest and blushed. I burbled out with, "Of course I like them. They are very proportionate." Melanie cracked up and said she'd take it as a compliment. She took me to my new hotel room and I invited her up for a while. We ended up sitting on the sofa and we kissed and fooled around a bit. She told me, "I'd better go Cory. You will need to get some rest for tomorrow's adventure." I asked her to stay so that she wouldn't have to drive all the way home tonight and back in the morning. She agreed to my lame reasoning and then one thing led to another and we ended up in bed together. It was my first time and Melanie was very helpful and supportive. Afterwards, we dozed off in each other's arms. As I was falling asleep, I remembered thinking how stupid I was to be falling in love with someone so amazing as Melanie Williams. The next morning we showered and had a bite to eat. Then it was time to go see the World Wrestling League's doctor. I was sure he would be able to give me the look I'd need to fit into the league. We headed to a small office complex just outside of town. She introduced me to the doctor and started to explain the situation. The doctor interrupted in a German sounding accent, "Don't worry, my lovely Melanie. Your father has called and explained the situation. Leave Cory with me for a couple of hours and I will do a complete physical and report." *** The doctor turned out to be a very nice man. He told me his name was Isaac Gerringer and he was from Austria. He did many tests on me and poked and prodded me in many ways. He took several vials of my blood. He had me do several tests to show the capacity of my lungs and my physical strength. "You are amazingly strong considering your size young man," he said repeatedly. After a couple of hours of these tests, Melanie walked in. Luckily, I was wearing my boxers. "So. What can you do to make Cory a wrestler, Doc?" The doctor responded, "Nothing at all, my dear Melanie. Cory's body appears to resist any efforts to make it chemically more male. Male steroids and growth hormones would either make him very sick or kill him. He seems to be pre-dispositioned to his current almost genderless appearance." "What do you mean?" Melanie questioned. "Look at Mr. Tenari. He is muscular but small. He has long hair. He has very little body hair. He has very feminine facial features. The only really masculine part of him is his fairly large genitalia," Dr Geringer stated. I blushed in embarrassment. "Cut to the chase, Doc," Melanie demanded. "My point is that although I can do nothing to give Cory a great male physique, I believe I could make him appear to be a very impressive female. With his current skills and abilities, and the appearance I could give him, his potential in the WWL could be extraordinary!" Melanie seemed to think for a long time. Then she said, "Come on, Cory. We're so outta here. You talk to my dad, Doc, as I am not going to tell him the crap you just told me." Melanie drove us back to my hotel. On the way I asked, "Hey, Melanie. Do you think he was for real? He said he could make me look like a woman. Do you think that he is telling the truth?" Melanie pulled over to the side of the road. "Absolutely he is telling the truth. The guy is a scientist, not a liar!" "I'll do it then," I said. "You'll do what?" "I'll let the doctor make me look like a woman. As long as he could make me look enough like a woman that I could wrestle in the World Wrestling League. I don't want to look like an obvious crossdresser," I stated. Melanie seemed to warm up to the idea immediately. "You'd be my boyfriend who looked like my girlfriend," she giggled. 'Yes! Melanie considers me to be her boyfriend!' I thought to myself. She reached her hand under my shirt and raised it to play with one of my nipples. Then she worked her hand down my torso and slid her fingers into my pants. "As long as the doctor saves this piece of you the way it is, he can turn you into Pamela Anderson on the surface for all I care," Melanie gushed as she stroked my member. "Do you think you'd be happy living as a woman?" I thought about her question then replied. "I have not been happy very often in my current life for 16 years, Melanie, other than the times I've been with you," I confessed. "I want two things in life, the first of which is to be a champion wrestler. If playing the role of a woman is part of that, I'll do it. The second thing I want from life is to be with you." Melanie gave me the best hug I ever had, as well as the most needed. "Where do we go from here?" I asked. "Let me get my father's approval tomorrow and we'll have you back to the doctor's within a couple of days!" Melanie replied assuringly. "I'll take you back to your hotel and go get this project in motion." Melanie took me back to the Sheraton and gave me a big goodbye kiss. "I'll call you later," she called as she pulled away. I went to my room and lied down for a rest. I dozed off dreaming about being in the ring in a huge stadium with tens of thousands of fans screaming my name and holding signs up with Cory on them. I woke when I heard a knock on the door. I looked at the clock. I had only been asleep for about an hour. It was Melanie at the door. She gave me a big kiss and a hug. I was getting amazingly comfortable with her attention to me. "Come on, Cory. Pack your bags. It's time to go," she announced. "You said it would be a couple of days, Melanie!" "That's all changed. When I told the doctor you were going to follow his suggestions, he cleared his calendar and booked you for tomorrow. He wants you there this evening so that he can start first thing in the morning." "Wow, this is going so fast," I said, nervously. Melanie held me and said, "Don't worry, Cory. My dad and Blaine are off on a prolonged road trip for about 8 weeks and I am not going. I am going to stay and support you and help you get comfortable in your new role." In hindsight, I should have asked how she got her father's approval if he was away. Everything was going so fast it just didn't occur to me at the time. "That is amazingly generous of you, Melanie. I'll never be able to thank you enough for all you and your family are doing for me," I said. "I'm investing in you and me, Cory," Melanie countered. "And my dad is investing in his business." When we got to the clinic we went to a different area than I had been in earlier. Melanie told me to leave my bags in her car, as I wouldn't need them while I was here. The clinic was very nice. Sort of like a hospital crossed with a motel. Melanie helped me check in and waited with me until the doctor came to talk with me. Doctor Gerringer came in. "How are you Mr. Tenari?" "I'm feeling really good about this, thanks Doc." "What questions do you have?" he asked. "Well, when you say you will make me appear to be a female, and an impressive female at that, well, what exactly are you going to do to pull that off? Breast implants and a hairstyle I would guess, but do you think it will really work? What if someone figures out I am a guy? And will I be able to still wrestle?" "Very good questions, Mr. Tenari. I will be doing several procedures on many areas of your body so that you will look like a very attractive woman in every way. No one will ever know unless you or the Williams' tell." He continued, "Hair styles and fashions I will not be helping you with, as that is something I have little knowledge about. Melanie has assured me she will help you in all such areas after I have done my procedures. As for wrestling, I will not be doing anything that would reduce your abilities in that area." "The rest I will fill you in on as we go. I recommend you have a good night's rest, as you do not want to be going into procedures like these tired. Good evening, Mr. Tenari. Good evening, Miss Williams," he said and walked away. Melanie stayed with me while I got ready for bed and then whispered, "Good luck, Cory. I'll come see how you're doing tomorrow, dear." Then she headed off to let me get some much needed sleep. I felt great in the morning when I woke up. A nurse came in and told me I could not eat or drink anything before the procedures. She had me put on an operating gown that did up in the back and climb onto a gurney and lie down to wait for the doctor. About 10 minutes later, Doctor Gerringer came in and said they would be wheeling me into the operating room for the first of my procedures. He said there would be some discomfort but I could be awake through it so that he could explain what he was doing. He left to wash up and a couple of minutes later I was wheeled into an operating room. I was heavily sedated but I was still awake and I could hear and comprehend what Doctor Gerringer was saying to me. "Now Mr. Tenari, we are making small incisions in various areas of your body to allow the insertion of a lipo-surgery tool to remove fat cells. Look down at your abdomen and you will see the tool probing out from the inside of your tummy. I know you are a very lean person, but what we are doing right now is removing all the fat cells from your body in the areas where a woman carries little or no fat. We will leave the fat cells alone in those areas that need to be developed more. The human body has a set number of fat cells. When we get fatter, the cells just get bigger. I have removed approximately 60 % of your fat cells. Your body will continue to develop the same amount of fat tissue it always had but it will have fewer areas in which to deposit them. With the proper stimulation from my treatments, as your body adjusts back to its normal percentage of fat it had before this procedure, you will begin to develop modest to average sized, natural looking breasts and a feminine bottom within a few days." "I thought you'd just do implants, doctor," I mumbled through the fog in my brain. "Implants would not be a practical solution for a physical wrestler like yourself, Mr. Tenari. They rupture far too easily on the female wrestlers who do have them. You would need them replaced far too often for the demanding schedule of wrestling. I have been developing this procedure for some time, and you are the first to get the full benefits of my research. It will probably be a very common procedure in breast augmentation within a decade." "Quite often you can tell when a woman has implants," he said. "That will not be the case for you as you will have real breasts. Even if a doctor other than myself were to examine you, he would be unable to tell they weren't completely natural." It was a very freaky procedure to watch, but I managed. The doctor sucked virtually every ounce of fat from my body from everywhere but my bottom, hips and chest. A nurse who had been removing the containers of bloody fat to another room came back carrying a container and hooked it up to a different area of the machine. The doctor unfolded what appeared to be oversized empty tea bags and started pushing one into an incision on each side of my chest. The incisions were only about half an inch long but he managed to work them in and was working them into position where he wanted them. He then pulled a different tool, which was part of the liposuction machine and pushed its probe into the area of the tea bag things. The doctor could see the concern on my face. "As I said, you will begin developing modest to average breasts over the next couple of days," he explained. "We feel you should actually have fairly large breasts for your new feminine appearance. We have cleaned and dehydrated some of your fat cells and I am now injecting them back into you in the cast forms I have just inserted into you breast area. The forms will dissolve over the next couple of days but will keep the fat cells in place while they rehydrate and blend with your naturally developing breast tissue." I wondered a bit nervously how big of breasts he was talking about. However, my chest didn't look much different after he was done. He was probably just playing with my mind, I guessed. "I am going to continue with the procedures for your face and neck, Mr. Tenari," the doctor continued. "I am going to put you under for this procedure as it will be very uncomfortable for you." I nodded acceptance. The doctor injected a needle of something into my IV tube. I had so many things I wanted to ask... but I really had to sleep instead. I woke up feeling well rested. Dr Geringer was holding my hand and looking into my eyes. "What happened Doc?" I tried to ask, incoherently. There was a tube in my throat and I could not be understood. There were bandages on my face covering everything below my eyes. "I am glad to see you are waking, Mr. Tenari. We have had great success. How do you feel my dear?" he asked. "I feel like crap!" I tried to mumble. But the tube made it incomprehensible. My dear? I wondered to myself... What's that all about? I pointed to the tube and tried to make it a question with my eyes. "Oh, the tube. I sculpted your face fairly significantly and I also shaved your Adam's apple so that it will not be noticeable any more. The tube is assisting your breathing while you heal. The bandages are actually keeping a wet solution of healing accelerators on your skin. There are similar bandages on your chest and hips with different solutions to allow the skin there to stretch without getting scars or stretch marks." "With my new rapid healing techniques, I will be able to remove the bandages and tube by tomorrow morning." the doctor proudly said. "You will be taken back to your room for an evening of rest and recuperation and we will be able to finish the rest of the procedures tomorrow." "What else could he have planned for me?" I wondered as I was rolled back to my room. He had done so much more than I had expected, already. *** I slept for a couple of hours then I was awakened when I heard Melanie's voice outside my room. I could hear her asking the nurse if I could have visitors. The nurse told her it would be okay but to make sure I rested. Melanie came in the room and looked at me. She came and sat on the edge of my bed and held my hand. My hands were about the only part of me exposed other than my eyes and forehead. She said that the doctor told her that my procedures were going very well and he was planning on being finished soon. She was excited that she would be taking me home to her house in a couple of days. I fell asleep for the night with a warm feeling inside me from her supportive words. The next morning I awoke to find myself in the same awkward position. I was bandaged, tubed and very uncomfortable. Dr. Gerringer popped in to fill me in on today's procedures. "Today, I will be working on your pelvic area. I have had consultations with Ms Williams and we have decided on a slightly more aggressive method of changing your body's appearance I will be adjusting your hips to accentuate your bottom. Then I will be doing some procedures to allow you to conceal your male genitalia during such times as required for your wrestling attire." "That sounds a bit extreme," I tried to say, but I drifted off to a dreamless sleep, again. When I woke up I could breath much easier. I noticed right away that I did not have the tube holding my throat open any more. I was in my room propped up on my bed, wearing a fleece housecoat. The small T.V. was on, and it was showing the Williams wrestling channel. I hurt in many places all over my body. My mouth was very dry and my jaw hurt to move it. I licked my lips to try to make it better. My mouth felt all wrong and my lips were a bit puffy and numb. Without moving any further, I looked around to take inventory of my current situation. I looked down to my torso and was amazed at how thin and muscular my abdomen had become. Then I noticed my chest. I could see I had small breasts under the bandages. I had an incredible desire to explore them further, but I decided that should wait. "You are all done, Cory," Dr Geringer announced proudly as he walked in the room. "I have removed the tube from your throat. Now only your groin area, hips and chest are covered with my special healing bandages to expedite your recovery. You should be able to head for home after six or seven days of rest." "What all have you done to me?" I squeaked. "You will find your voice is a bit higher and more feminine. I tightened your vocal chords when I shaved your Adam's apple down." "Tonight you and I should both rest. We have had several busy days. I will come remove your bandages later in the week and review all the procedures I have done. There is someone waiting to see you if you are up for a brief visit?" Melanie popped her head around the corner as the doctor left the room. "Hi Cory. How's my little patient?" she asked. "I am okay I guess," I replied with my new voice. "Your voice is perfect, Cory!" She looked at my face in amazement. "You look so different, Cory!" She bent over and gave me a kiss on my lips. I flinched, as they were sore. "The doctor said I can only stay for a few minutes and that he would prefer if you'd just rest tonight. He'll let you have a good look at yourself after your body recovers a bit more." "Will you come back in the morning and be with me?" "Try and keep me away you little hottie!" she purred. The nurse came in and whooshed Melanie away before we could even say good night. She gave me a drink sort of like warm cocoa but thicker and told me to enjoy it as my body needed nourishment and fluids. I drank two large glasses of the stuff then dozed off. I woke up in what I thought was only a few minutes, but was in fact almost 6 days later. My head was swimming with confusion so I just decided to rest. Doctor Gerringer came in with two nurses and said, "Hello, Cory. You have had a very good rest. You will be surprised to find out that we kept your body asleep 5 extra days to fully recuperate. All of the procedures are now done and they have been even more successful than I had anticipated. Once I show you all that we have done for you, you will be free to go with Ms. Williams." The Doctor continued, "Look down. You will notice your body has readjusted its fluid and fat levels to give you a very feminine figure. A beautiful 34D-22-34 figure." I stared down at an incredibly hot female body that could not possibly be me. I was wearing a hospital gown, which the doctor then opened to allow me a better view of his handiwork. I started to panic when I noticed my penis was missing! The Doctor saw the panic in my face and explained, "You will also notice your genital area appears to be a vagina, and your testicles and penis appear to be gone. I assure you they are there and have only been hidden." I sighed in relief. He continued, "I tucked your testicles back into your abdominal area and put in some stitches to hold them up. They will work fine but are out of the way. Your penis was a bigger challenge. We performed an amazing first time procedure where we contoured your genitalia area to look like a vagina. As this involved the area where your penis was attached to your crotch, it was necessary that we cut the attachments at the top base of your penis back. Your penis is still there but emerges about 2 inches lower than you are used to. Because of this, it now appears to be 2 inches longer. We then made a cavity in your pelvic area, behind the muscle wall, in the space your penis used to emerge from. This is the new hiding place for your penis when you will need to be in your feminine character. You will notice that the appearance is a perfectly shaped vagina when you are in the current hidden mode. The cavity is a perfect fit, but it is designed to stretch just enough to accommodate an erection if you were to become sexually aroused." The nurse then helped me out of my gown and dressed me in a conservative pair of white panties and a bra. I did not know how to put the bra on so she put it on for me. I was shocked at the level of sensitivity of my new breasts. My nipples got very large and hard with the nurse's actions. Dr Gerringer explained that they would be very sensitive, as they had grown in such a short period of time. He had me get up and escorted me over to a full-length mirror to show me the rest of the changes. "Oh Doctor!" I gasped when I looked in the mirror. "I don't see any of the old me any more. What did you do to my face?" He explained that he had changed my jaw line, raised my cheekbones, and done a nose job to make my features very pretty. He also explained that he had injected some of the fat cells in my lips to give them their new, full pouty look. "Wow!" I said. I could feel myself getting aroused at the babe in the mirror (who was me!) but I noticed that my erection felt very different than normal as it pushed in below my abdomen. "You've outdone yourself, Doctor Geringer! Is there anything else I should know about the new me?" He said there was nothing in particular. Other than that he had spent a lot of effort on my bottom and he was very proud of his work. I turned away from the mirror and looked over my shoulder into the mirror to see his efforts. He was right. I had the sweetest ass I had ever seen! As I was looking at myself in the mirror, I looked up to see my sexy face looking back at me. It looked so alien to me. I winked at her and licked my lips. She did the same back to me. Melanie came into the room and saw me posing in my bra and panties. She stared at me in awe. "Is that you, Cory?" she questioned. "Hi, Melanie," I said with my new voice. She came up and gave me a big hug and an unexpected big kiss. "You look so hot, Cory!" I blushed and said that I did not want to boast but I had to agree with her. She looked at the doctor with a pleading look and he nodded approval and told her to go ahead and take me home. Melanie got out the workout suit, socks and shoes I had been wearing when I arrived and helped me get dressed. She apologized for not bringing me a new outfit and said she would get me fixed up with some nice clothes as soon as possible. "This is so amazing Mel!" I gushed as we headed out of the hospital. "Where do we go next?" As we walked towards a waiting limo she answered "Next stop, wrestling superstar!"