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Be Careful What You Wish For # 879, Part 2
By Brenda
Once my head started to clear, the pain coming from my
crotch reminded me why I was in a hospital. I reached for
my crotch only to find it wrapped in a diaper. The nurse
came in, responding to my loud moans, and suggested I lay
back down. She loaded a hypo and told me to relax and she
would ease my pain a bit.
"We don't want you too sedated until after your doctor
visits," she informed me. "We did clean off what was left
of your makeup, and put your heels and dress in the closet.
Two of the nurses thought you looked cute in your makeup
and wanted to redo it. We don't get many sissies here. Most
go to the men's wing so I'm surprised you were sent to the
women's wing. You'd better behave yourself."
Listening to her words while realizing I was wearing a pink
hospital gown, I started to blush, which only seemed to
entice her towards more humiliating remarks.
"Well baby, it's time to change that diaper of yours. I'm
sure it's wet after last night." She chided.
"I can take it off myself," I shot back. "I'm not a baby,
and I don't need a diaper."
"I'll believe that only if it's dry! If it's wet we'll know
that you're really "Baby Kellie". And this is our hospital,
you're the patient. I say when you are to be changed and by
whom, not you. If you interfere I can have you restrained
to the bed in a matter of minutes." The nurse fired back.
She approached and reaching under my gown, proceeded to
check my diaper.
"Wet, just as I suspected," she teased. "I guess its Baby
Kellie then isn't it?"
I was starting to feel the painkiller and did dot respond
to her.
She grabbed my chin and held my face up to look directly at
her, asking, "Did Baby Kellie not hear the question? A
grown up knows when to respond properly. I guess its just
more evidence of what you really are, isn't it?"
"No ma'am, and my name is Kyle, not baby Kellie or Kellie!"
I retorted with as much strength I could manage. "The only
reason I would be wet would be from my injury."
"You know, you will be here in my charge for the next few
days. I recommend you think about your answers before
responding."
With that statement she called another nurse and quietly
gave her some directions. Shortly, two nurses came into the
room with a small bundle. In my sedated state, I could not
struggle as they attached hospital restraints to my hands
and proceeded to change my diaper. They paused to check my
damaged crotch and shook their heads, seemingly in pity for
my suffering.
As the breakfast cart was delivering to the other two
patients in the room, I could see the head nurse whispering
to the serving lady. She giggled a bit and the nurses all
left the room. I asked the food lady to unbind my hands so
I could eat, and was told not to worry, as the nurses would
take care of my breakfast.
One of the nurses brought a covered tray in to me, but when
she uncovered it there was only a couple of baby bottles on
it. She brought one over and putting it to my lips told me
to start sucking.
"You don't think we're going to give you solid food and
have to change a stinky diaper do you." She informed me.
I sucked the soft nipple only to find it was filled with
their basic hospital baby formula. I softly sobbed to
myself as I finished both bottles.
Shortly after my 'breakfast', Mistress Lynn and my Doctor
(actually Lynn's Doctor, as stunning brunette, about 42
with a gorgeous figure), walked in talking as if I weren't
there. They finally broke off their conversation and Lynn
came over and gave me a kiss to say hello.
"How's my baby?" asked Lynn.
"I'm okay ma'am," I replied, "but please don't call me that
here. The nurse has been treating me like a baby all
morning."
Lynn did not reply to my comment as Doctor Lopes started to
speak. "Well, Kyle. It seems that..."
Lynn broke in telling the Doctor it was all right to call
me Kellie as the nurses have been asked to also.
"Well then Kellie," she continued, "It seems that you have
two severely swollen testicles, and because of their
current location, we can't examine them properly until they
shrink. I have prescribed some painkiller and anti-
inflammatory drugs, and I am going to give you a shot of a
testosterone blocker. It should help the swelling go down
by keeping them from producing sperm for a while."
She turned to Mistress Lynn who was wondering how long the
effects would last and if there were any side effects. As
Doctor Lopes administered the drug she told Lynn that it
only needed to work for a few days to help with shrinkage.
She finished the shot and finished saying that
unfortunately it's effects would probably last at least 6
months, maybe more.
I was stunned and asked how I was supposed to have sex. She
said that after the damage I caused to them I should
consider myself lucky not to have done more permanent
damage. Lynn piped in something about me having to use a
strap-on and they both laughed.
The doctor continued that there might be other side
effects. I would probably start to feel more effects from
the estrogen and other hormones in my system because of the
lack of testosterone. I may notice softer skin and less
beard growth. In extreme cases there may be an increase in
sensitivity and possible swelling in my nipples. I was
stunned and wanted to speak out but was too weak from the
drugs.
Lynn's face lit up over that one and they walked out of the
room together talking. When they returned Dr. Lopes gave me
another shot. I asked what it was and was told it was the
anti-inflammatory and painkiller and some other hormones to
help me.
I wanted to know exactly what they were and they just said,
"Don't worry baby." and left the room.
I fell asleep and was awakened to a nurse changing my
diaper. When it was in place she placed a bottle between my
lips and patted my diaper.
"There you go Kellie, all dry!" she said as Mistress Lynn
entered the room.
"You look so cute with your baby bottle Kellie. Look, I
brought you some clothes from home to make you feel more
comfortable."
With that she unfastened my hands and helped me out of the
pink hospital gown and tossed it aside. She reached into
the bag and pulled out my lacy pink baby-doll nightie and
pulled it over my head. The nurse was laughing and remarked
as to how cute I looked when Lynn pulled a pair of pink
plastic pants and began pulling them up my legs. The nurse
said I looked like such a beautiful little girl she would
have to get the others to see. I was turning brighter
shades of pink and red than any I was wearing.
Lynn stood by and smiled at her handy-work while the nurses
gathered to get a laugh from a very humiliated baby Kellie.
Before leaving Lynn informed me that the second shot from
Dr. Lopes included a time-release estrogen that would work
for about a year. She said it was totally her idea.
"After all, isn't it a great opportunity to give you that
nice smooth crotch you were begging for the other day?"
She reminded me to be a good girl and to obey my nurses
saying she will receive a full report when she returns the
next day.
Later that afternoon two nurses came in to change my diaper
and bathe me. While washing me they seemed to be
deliberately trying to arouse me. I'm sure they knew this
was causing me a good deal of pain. They commented on my
erection and even though I don't lack in the size dept,
their interest was to see me squirming from my painful
balls and the humiliation. The nurses talked as if I wasn't
even there. They were talking about how sweet I looked with
no balls hanging down. By the time they finished bathing
and teasing me I was begging to have my diaper back and be
left alone.
Not being done with their humiliations, the again
restrained by hands to the bed and pulled out a bottle of
pink polish that matched my outfit. As I lay there
helplessly they did my fingers and toenails, commenting:
"I really needed to look more feminine if I was to stay on
the women's wing of the hospital. We sure don't want some
admin figuring she's a guy and taking our fun away before
we finish her."
That last statement had me worried, and wondering. As they
left the room, I heard one say something about sending in
the hairdresser.
I slept for a while. Upon awakening I found I had enough
slack in the restraints to reach my cock. I lay in bed
rubbing myself through the diaper as best I could. Just my
luck, as soon as I started feeling good, head nurse
appeared out of nowhere and slapped my hands away. She
berated me for having such a small male mind that all I
could think about was my cock.
"Don't worry though little Kellie, after your medications
kick in and we do some magic it will be like it's not even
there anymore." The nurse said sweetly.
"You can't remove my cock!" I protested.
"Oh, we would never do that, we're just going to give you a
less offensive look. The women around here just don't want
to see, and have no use for that cock of yours. We'll just
make it disappear. In fact, your wife thought it a great
idea. I'll be back soon with your afternoon feeding, and
something to help keep your hands out of trouble."
The nurse returned with a couple of bottles and something I
couldn't make out. Before feeding me she stretched out what
looked like a sock and told me to put my hand in it. Not
knowing what it was I obeyed. She told me to make a fist,
and when I did she pulled it snug over my wrist and
fastened a strap there securing it. My hand was stuck in
this position and was now virtually useless. I tried to
hide my other hand from her but she reached over and
twisted my nipple until I placed my hand in the sock.
"Looks like you won't be touching anything with out
permission now." she chuckled. "Let's see if you can hold
your baby bottle with them. Ha, Ha."
"Why can't I have some real food? I don't want to drink
from a bottle," I protested.
"But all babies use bottles in this hospital, and you're no
different Kellie. And besides, you could use the practice
sucking." She laughed.
"Yeah, then why don't you let me suck your tits? That'll be
good practice." I snapped back.
She walked over with fire in her eyes and grabbed each of
my nipples and pulled me up so my back was arched. Looking
into my eyes she said I had just made a mistake and if I
didn't apologize and behave she would make my nipples long
enough to reach my own lips. I was crying from the pain in
my chest and promised to be a good girl and let her do what
she thought best.
She let go and I fell back and tried to soothe my sore
nipples and realized how useless my hands now were. Nurse
placed the bottle between my bound hands so I could drink
and left the room. Soon, another nurse returned with a tray
of food.
"I finally get some real food," I thought.
"Ready for lunch, baby Kellie?" she asked.
I nodded and dropped the bottle from my lips. It turned out
only to be baby food, but in adult size portions. She
started spooning in oatmeal, spinach and prunes until I
finished it all. She popped the second bottle in my mouth
and cleared away the tray.
She then opened my diaper and left it spread out under me.
The head nurse came back in and started spreading a thick
lotion on my crotch and ass. Her ministrations caused quite
a stir in my loins.
"Enjoy it while you can Kellie, it may be your last for
quite a while." She commented casually.
I just wanted to be able to reach out and stroke it.
Remembering my sore tits I wasn't even taking my bottle
from my lips while she finished her chore and they both
left me alone.
The nurses returned and cleaned the lotion from my crotch.
"We know you're shaved, this lotion just keeps it from
growing back." One of them told me. "Now it's time for us
to get to work on this crotch of yours. You should be very
pleased with the results. I know that Lynn will be. In fact
this was her idea. No, No Baby, don't talk we aren't
interested in your protests."
With that she grabbed a spray can off of her cart and told
me to open my mouth. I refused, not knowing what she was
planning. When she reached for my nipple I complied. She
sprayed something down my throat while telling her partner
that it would keep me quiet for at least an hour. Sure
enough when I tried to complain not a sound came out.
They held up a tube of "Dermabond" and explained to me how
Dr.'s are using it in place of stitches on wounds. They
were going to apply it to the underside if my penis and
seal it down to my perineum. They said it would be okay as
long as the solvent was applied within 3 days; otherwise it
would be permanent, as the skin would start to grow
together. I wanted to tell them to stop, but try as I might
I couldn't make a sound. They said it would look better (to
them) while I was still in the hospital, and would
certainly keep me from playing with it until by balls were
fully healed.
They continued fiddling around with my crotch and I felt my
scrotum being stretched and manipulated. They shortly had
it stretched and glued over the top of my penis. They
explained that now it looked like extra large vaginal lips
and when they held a mirror for me to see, I could barely
see my cock down there. When they were satisfied with my
new look they started stroking my crotch and nipples and I
felt my cock try to erect. When it had grown a little it
started to hurt. It couldn't expand because of the glue and
it hurt more as it tried. The pain caused it to recede, and
I cried when I realized that it would hurt whenever I tried
to get hard.
Maybe if I behaved while in their care they would put the
solvent on sooner, and release me from this self-contained
prison. One of the nurses cupped her hand over my crotch
and gently rubbed it from side to side explaining that I
would have to rub it gently in that manner as if it were a
large clitoris.
"Of course," she added, "with the medication you're on it
won't work anyway. You should just forget all about it. Now
why don't you get some rest and after supper we'll dress
you up and take you for a walk."
They pinned a fresh diaper on me and I drifted off to
sleep. After dinner, which was more baby formula, they took
off my nightie and slipped a regular pink hospital gown
over my head. One produced a curling iron and teased my
shoulder length hair while the other put a light bit of
make up and lipstick on me. They slipped a pair of sandals
on my feet and we strolled the halls. I was happy to have
the exercise after being in bed for the last couple days,
but was embarrassed by the looks I got in the hospital
halls. My gown seemed shorter than the normal ones and I am
sure my diaper was visible to all. I was warned to smile
and look pretty or they would walk me through the men's
wing. I just wanted to go back to bed and sleep till my
wife came in tomorrow, so I played along and was soon back
in my bed.
They didn't refasten the restraints but with my hands still
bound in fists I wouldn't be doing anything wrong anyway.
The next morning I was awakened by the pain of your basic
morning "piss hard-on". It couldn't get hard because the
nurses handiwork. As the erection subsided I could feel the
diaper being flooded with pee, even though I was trying to
hold back.
After breakfast my lovely wife Lynn came in, hopefully to
rescue me from this mad house of a hospital. After greeting
me she went to find the head nurse. When they returned the
nurse undid my diaper and explained to Lynn how they
created my new crotch. Lynn poked and prodded, and played
with it a bit. She laughed when I moaned in pain as it
tried again to erect from her gentle touch.
"What about her balls?" asked Lynn "Will they drop down
when the swelling is finally gone?
"If you notice the way the scrotum has been pulled around
to create the 'lips' it should prevent them from coming out
of their sockets any more." answered the nurse.
"I love it!" she exclaimed, "It's just like pussy lips.
Guess she'll have to sit to pee as long as it stays like
that."
"Well, she will be out of diapers when you take her home,
so I guess she will have to sit. Would you like me to get
you some solvent now Lynn? That way you will be able to
release her cock before it's stuck there permanently."
"Are you kidding, whatever for!" Exclaimed Mistress Lynn.
"She's exactly how I plan to keep her. With the hormones
from Dr. Lopes she'll be the perfect little submissive dyke
she's always wanted to be. In fact it's what she wished for
just a few days ago. No penis hanging out, no balls to get
in the way, and I can't wait to see how her breasts
develop. This is so exciting I may come in my panties. You
gals have done a great job. I hope you'll come by our house
in a few days so Kellie can really thank you all properly.
Isn't that right Kellie?"
"Yes Mistress Lynn, thank you all for helping me to become
a good little girl for my lady. I will look forward to
seeing you all again soon."
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