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What Did I Do?
By Wholeman
My name is Sergio, and up until a few months ago, I was a
regular guy.
I have been writing this account of what happened to me,
and hiding it. I'm hoping to find a way to warn others
before what happened to me, happens to you.
There I was walking home from watching a movie, the late
show at the local triple X movie house. I had been the only
one watching the flick, which is often the case for the
latest showing. That way I don't have to worry about some
wacko, doing something 'inappropriate', sitting near me. I
go to the shows to see the cinematography of 'almost
amateurs' to sharpen my burgeoning desire to make my own
films.
Whenever I'm out late, I try and keep an eye out for
muggers etc., so when I saw a full size black van creeping
up on me, I was getting ready to fight or flee. The side
slider slid open and, "pfhtt!"
I felt a sting on my chest reached toward the pain and
pulled the empty syringe out. I had long enough to look at
it briefly, and then everything went black.
***
Swimming back up from the darkness I heard, "Ah, I see our
subject, the pervert, is waking."
I tried to speak through the drugged haze I was fighting,
just to stay conscious, and croaked out, "Where am I?"
"Oh my, we can't have you blabbing, you will distract me
from my work," said the feminine voice.
I felt the sharp stab of an injection in my throat.
"There that will resolve the problem! I have just disabled
your larynx, pervert, you will not be able to utter another
word for weeks now. But I will answer your question. You
are in my personal lab and you have become my new toy.
Although I am a rather brilliant Doctor, I get my kicks
from, ah... you might say, altering the bodies, of
perverts, like you. You see I have my own personal way to
cure perverts, so you are about to begin your cure," she
informed me.
I couldn't believe my ears! She thinks I'm a pervert
because I watch some of those movies? I began to try and
struggle up from my reclined position, even though
blindfolded. I quickly discovered that, I was strapped
down, and weak as a kitten due to whatever drugs, this
maniac had been pumping into my system.
"Good, I see that you have discovered, you cannot escape.
Don't you fret pervert, you will be released, into your
very own private hospital room. Well more accurately, you
will be confined, in your very own private hospital room.
After I've made some initial modifications of course," she
snickered evilly.
My tentative hold on consciousness slipped away, and
darkness once again enveloped me.
***
I came awake in a hospital bed alone. I felt... off, but
couldn't really put my finger on why. I found I could stand
up on my own beside the bed, so from a quick exploration, I
found the bathroom and took a piss. I walked to the mirror
and looked myself over.
There on my throat I observed the red dot from her
injection. I yanked away the air-conditioned gown and saw
that every single hair on my body was gone! I put my hand
to my head to scratch in puzzlement, only to discover my
bald spot was gone! I tipped my head forward for a better
look and sure enough I had hair again.
'Well,' I thought, 'if she is going to 'modify me' like
this, I can deal with no hair on my body if it cures
baldness.'
Of course it will take a little getting used to, having a
hairless cock, but it wasn't the end of the world.
I tried to speak and verified what she had told me, she was
right I couldn't even whisper. I went back to my body
inspection and found a small, healed scar in my belly
button.
'What the hell was she doing in there?' I thought.
I heard a rustling at the door and went back out to see if
someone came in, or what.
Just as my head popped out of the bathroom, I heard,
"Please don't hurt me!"
I discovered it emanated from a very pretty and petite
girl, dressed as a nurse.
"I'm a prisoner here, just like you. She is forcing me to
be your nurse, I don't want to hurt you, or even be here,
but I don't have any more choice, than you do," she quickly
said holding her arms out in front of her defensively.
I knew I couldn't reply, so I just nodded my head and
shrugged my shoulders to indicate I would not hurt her.
"Whew! Thank you, I was afraid you might try to escape
through me, but let me assure you, even I can't escape, and
I have free run of the place!" she sounded relieved.
"My name is... ah... Nurse Joy. I know, I know, like the
cartoon, it wasn't my name before..." she kind of trailed
off with a faraway look in her eyes.
"Never mind, it is my name now, even though it won't really
do you any good, since you can't talk. I will be bringing
your food, changing bandages, helping you to the bathroom,
and unfortunately, giving you injections. Don't ask me
what's in them, SHE doesn't tell me, even when they are to
prep you for surgery, what they do to you, I find out about
the same time you do," she said apologetically.
"Oh, and she didn't tell me what she has planned to do to
you either so asking me won't help because I don't know,"
she continued, "Would you please sit on the bed, ah... I
have to give you an injection right now, as a matter of
fact."
This woman was so small and cute, and I had been brought up
strictly, to never hit a girl, so I acquiesced and sat on
the bed. She quickly and efficiently injected me, and
advised me to lie down.
"Just in case it makes you woozy, you might fall and hurt
yourself," she seemed genuinely concerned for me.
Good thing I did because I was out again.
***
"Hello pervert. You are in my loving hands, once again,
this time you will certainly notice that you are well on
your way, to your cure," said the doctor and knocked me out
again, before I could determine if I felt any different.
***
Nurse joy was holding my hand when I awakened this time,
"I'm so sorry, I wish I could stop her, but I can't," she
sobbed.
"And... and... what she did to you... I so sorry!" she
blubbered.
I opened my eyes and noticed I had quite a bit of pain in
my groin. I pointed to my crotch and looked at nurse joy
questioningly.
"Yes, she removed it all," she admitted.
I fainted dead away.
A sharp sting in my ass brought me back around.
"Oh, you had me so frightened, when you fainted, but I
checked all of your vital signs and knew you were okay.
This is a pain killer, I think, because she has you
scheduled for a shot every four hours, but they don't all
look the same, so they probably have other stuff in them
too," she was trying to sound cheery and was busily giving
me the shot and tending to my many tubes and bandages.
I didn't care. I didn't care about anything. I was hoping
they would just kill me, and get it over with.
Nurse Joy rolled my limp body back over so I was on my back
once again and she said, "I have to change your bandages in
a minute, so tell me if I hurt you."
She took off the bandages and smeared ointment all over the
flat area between my legs and put clean bandages on,
carefully avoiding my catheter, "All done! I have another
shot for you." She jabbed me and blissful nothingness
enveloped me again.
***
This went on for days until one day I awoke to HER voice,
"Oh, pervert you are such a good patient! I am going to do
something quite special to you. You will be my
masterpiece!"
I blacked out to her maniacal laughter.
***
I awoke to being strapped down to the bed, the usual pain,
from surgery, having three IV's in my arms, and Nurse Joy
having to feed me.
After a week of recuperation she said, "Time for you to
start walking and going to the toilet yourself. Swing your
legs around and I'll help you to your feet and we can drag
your IV's along with us."
I did as she asked because she was always so nice and very
gentle with me.
When I finally attained a vertical attitude, I couldn't
believe my eyes! Nurse Joy was taller than me! I staggered
and grabbed the bed to keep from falling.
"Yes, I know. I don't know how she did it, but yes you are
only five feet tall now, ten inches shorter than when you
came in," she confirmed, "Come on, we have to get you to
the 'John', your catheter has been out for a while, and we
don't want you to have an accident." She half carried me to
the bathroom, and sat me down on the toilet.
"Just relax, if you do something, fine. If not, I'll take
you back to bed in a few minutes," she told me.
'Oh God,' I thought, as I heard the tinkling sound of a
girl peeing and knew that it would be what I heard for the
rest of my days.
Nurse Joy told me how to wipe, and gave me a big hug, "You
did very well, that wasn't so bad was it?"
Tears began pouring down my face, I... I just couldn't help
it.
She held me for a while, and then helped me back to bed,
where I received another injection, which made me go out
like a light.
***
"My little pervert, you are getting closer, and closer, to
being cured, soon now soon," she sounded like she was
drooling over a cake, about to come out of the oven.
***
I came to, with my head bandaged, and three different IV's
plugged into me. If I knew which one had the painkiller in
it, and which ones were there just to alter me, I would rip
them out of my arm, but I knew that the pain would only
make me pass out and I would awaken with the tubes attached
once again. I also suspect that, SHE was giving me drugs,
to make me more agreeable, and though I was, loathed to
admit it, no testicles to produce testosterone, left me
quite a bit more docile.
Nurse Joy was helping me and caring for me, so
sympathetically that I thanked God for her, even though she
was a prisoner herself, she did everything she could, to
make me more comfortable in my drugged stupor.
I hadn't been out of bed to the toilet in many time
periods, since I was still catheterized and bed paned, etc.
The 'day' finally came, when she asked, "Have you looked to
see what things look like in your crotch now?"
I shook my head. Nothing there is, nothing there!
"Well, I need to check and make sure you don't have an
infection and remove your catheter. So if you would like,
I'll raise the head of your bed, and get a mirror, so you
can see too, okay?" she asked.
I didn't want to hurt her feelings, so I nodded.
When she came back, she spread my legs, and I felt the very
strange feeling of the tube being pulled out of me, she
looked closer and carefully, while saying, "I have to touch
you down here, so don't jump." I felt her fingers touch me,
and then I had the weirdest sensation, she spread me, down
there!
My eyes flew open in surprise.
She must have seen because she giggled, "By the look on
your face, at least the little I can see of it, you
expected that SHE had just castrated you, didn't you?"
I nodded.
"She is much more diabolical than that," she touched me and
the room lights seemed to flicker as lightning coursed
through me, "she gave you a fully functioning vagina,
uterus, and all the rest!"
'Oh my God,' I thought, 'I'm not a eunuch, I'm a girl?'
"Looks like it works good too," she giggled and started to
diddle the shit out of me.
I arched my back, and gripped the sheets as my eyes rolled
up into my head. She had me thrashing around in total
ecstasy, until I felt her licking my cunt! A bomb went off
in my head as I orgasmed, listening to her giggle, and she
sent me into my next orgasm.
A half hour later she changed the sheets on my bed and I
caught hold of her and kissed her to thank her for what she
had so unselfishly done.
She hugged me and said, "You're welcome, and welcome to
womanhood."
I kissed her, through the bandages on my face, and she
responded by attempting to lick my tonsils while I lay
there in the afterglow.
Later that ah... time period, you see there were no windows
or clocks and drugged up like I was all the time, I had no
Idea if it was day or night, she gave me a shot that
rendered me unconscious once again.
***
"Oh pervert, one more session after this one!" SHE
whispered into my ear.
***
'What now?' I thought as I came around and felt Nurse Joy
holding my hand.
I could feel that the bandages had been removed from my
face, but I could also feel bandages and soreness centered
on my chest area.
'No, she wouldn't,' I thought.
I tried to let go of nurse Joy, but she wouldn't let me,
"No, don't touch them yet. Wait until they have had time to
heal."
I tried to sit up, but couldn't.
Nurse Joy said, "Lie flat for a while, you shouldn't put
all of that weight on your stitches, quite yet."
I was crying again instantly, while Nurse Joy did her best
to comfort me, "Maybe they'll be smaller when the swelling
goes down?"
Still unable to speak I just stared at the huge mound of
blankets obstructing my view of everything toward my toes.
I looked at Nurse Joy and back at my chest, then back to
her, to see if she would tell me more.
"I don't know how big your new breasts are, I've never seen
any that big before," she told me, and held my hand to
reassure me.
A few waking periods later, (I suspect that I was receiving
drugs which knocked me out for longer than my normal eight
hours) Nurse Joy, removed the bandages from my freakishly
large boobs and fitted me with a garment, that seemed to be
a cross between brassiere, back brace, and a corset.
Learning to walk all over again, in my new bimbo body, I
soon discovered, that I had to lean back and hold my tits
up high, so I wouldn't over balance, and fall on my huge
breasts.
As Nurse joy began to get me on my feet, so to speak, she
informed me, "You should be able to speak now, the drug SHE
gave you, I am told, has worn off. Would you try it for me,
please?"
"What should I say? Oh my God!" I squealed in an
unbelievably girly tone.
"That was very good!" Nurse Joy hugged me, sort of. My
boobs were so big we just bashed our tits together, and
almost held our hand on each other's backs.
"Why is SHE doing this to me?" I wailed.
"I don't even know why, SHE is doing this, to me," Nurse
Joy answered. "Oh, I have a treat for you today. This
should make you feel better," she pulled out a package and
handed it to me, "Tada."
"What is it?" I asked.
"Open it silly, then you'll know," she giggled.
I found that she had gotten me a pink nightie.
"No more hospital gown with the back door air
conditioning!" she was proud of the gift.
It only made me cry. It was so girly, that it only served
to remind me, that I had been turned into a girl.
I became aware that Nurse Joy would not take this, as
appreciation, for her gift.
"Don't you like it?" she pouted.
"I like it, I just am so happy," I lied, and I hoped she
would buy it.
"Oh wonderful, I'm so glad you like it, you have six more,
just like it in your dresser drawer," she squealed.
I smiled, even though I didn't feel that happy about it.
"Go ahead and put it on, don't be shy, I've been giving you
sponge baths for a long time, remember," she urged me.
"Should I take off my bra, or leave it on?" Oh dear God,
did I just say that?
"Leave it on, or you'll have crippling back pains, in just
a few hours," she announced.
When I disrobed, her gaze took on, a feral appearance, and
she came over to me and began stroking my new huge bosom,
then slipped the strap off of my, thin feminine arm, and
released my gigantic tit.
I was creaming myself, and felt my pussy juice running down
both of my legs.
She started sucking on my new, immense nipple, and licking
around the huge, puffy, soft areola.
My knees went weak, and I had to sit back down, onto the
bed, with Nurse Joy following me down. My nipple was
clenched so tightly that it looked like a miniature cock
she was sucking.
She unlimbered my other hooter, and turned her attentions
to it, while still stroking the other one keeping the
nipple tightly clenched.
The new overwhelming sensations, were more than my poor
male brain could handle, I began to flop and twitch around
on the bed, screaming in my girlish tones, the name of
whatever deity, which came to mind, at the time. I finally
managed to grab her face, and pull her to me for a tongue-
wrestling match.
She slipped her middle finger into my sopping wet cunt and
started diddling the shit out of me again. This time I mean
it literally, I pooped the bed when I orgasmed, cause I
lost all control of my body!
Nurse Joy just covered over my accident, with a pillowcase,
and crawled into bed with me anyway, still stroking my
tits.
"Don't worry about your accident, its happened to me before
too, but only when I was completely overcome, by an orgasm!
Actually, I'm quite flattered that I could make you cum so
hard," she kissed my cheek.
"I... I've never felt anything like that before, in all of
my life! That was unreal! You have to let me return the
favor, please Nurse Joy?" I begged.
She looked me in the eyes, as though searching for
something, "You... You really want to, don't you?"
"Oh yes, Nurse Joy, I want to taste that lovely pussy of
yours, if you'll let me," I begged.
"Okay, if you promise to Dove fuck me, at least once," she
agreed.
"What's a Dove fuck?" I asked, my ignorance showing.
"It's a lesbian thing, it's when you use your, big, hard
nipple like it's a cock in and on my cunt, to make me
orgasm," she pleaded.
"I'll do my best," I agreed.
I began to take her uniform off her and slipped my hand
into her pretty bra, to fish out one of her D cup sized
boobs, and began sucking on the nipple. I heard her sharp
intake of breath when I latched on. As I sucked and licked
my brains out, while I slid my hand down into her panties,
and began working her clit. I was certainly gratified by
the loud moans and cooing. She began humping my hand, and
frantically kissing anything near her, then she screamed
out a note that would break glass! She came so hard, that
all she could do, was shudder for ten minutes, while I took
my huge nipple and shoved it into her steaming wet cunt,
moving it up and down her slit listening to her incoherent,
unconnected babbling, and screaming.
When we finally had enough orgasming, Nurse Joy said, "I
think I need a clean uniform, this one is soaked, but it
was worth it! You are fantastic!"
"It was wonderful for me too, I really like it, when your
toes clench up like that!" she kissed my cheek as I said
that.
Nurse Joy, after donning a new uniform, cleaned me up and
helped me into my new pink nightie and said, "Why don't you
go check out your other nighties?"
I opened the drawer, and discovered to my chagrin, that she
hadn't meant 'like it' with 'different colors' she meant
'exactly like it!' I checked the drawers below, and found
more bra/corset/braces. The bottom drawer was filled to the
top with real silk panties. My silk panties! Would the
indignities never end?
"Pretty nice huh?" Nurse Joy asked.
"For a sissy..." I shouldn't have said that.
"Sorry, but that is you, now, as well," she shot back.
"I appreciate the gift Nurse Joy, and I love you, but I'm a
man," I told her.
"Tell me that again, after you have your first period, next
week?" she asked.
"I'm going to menstruate?" I slumped into the closest
chair, the room spinning around me.
"Oh shit," Nurse Joy exclaimed, "I'm sorry, so sorry. I
should have broke that little bit of news to you better."
She paused, "Wait a minute... did you say, you love me?"
"Yes, I don't know if it's the Florence Nightingale effect,
or what, but I have loved, the way you have cared so much
for me, during my ordeal," I told her.
"Oh, thank you, I love you too!" she threw her arms around
me, and hugged me.
Once again after recuperating for many waking periods,
Nurse Joy gave me a shot that caused me to black out.
***
"What the hell did you do, to Nurse Joy, pervert? She has
been swooning around, like a puppy in love, I almost can't
control her, what did you say to her?" SHE asked me.
I was seriously doped up, Sodium Pentathol I think, so I
told her the truth, "I told her, that I love her."
"You said what?" SHE screeched.
"I told her, that I love her, and I do," I replied.
"I think he really does love me," it was Nurse Joy's voice!
"What the hell do you want me to do about it?" SHE said.
"I want you to go away, and never come back!" Nurse Joy's
voice demanded.
"Not before he knows!" SHE exclaimed and ripped off my
blindfold.
I was looking up into the face of Nurse Joy, twisted with
menace and hate.
Her expression changed instantly, to that of the loving
Nurse Joy, "So now he's seen, so go away, and don't ever
come back!"
Nurse Joy looked down at me and said, "I did it, she's
gone, I never have to become her again!" She hugged me
tight, and said, "We're free darling! I'm so sorry she did
these awful things to you. Can you ever forgive me, for not
being strong enough, to stop her?"
I couldn't believe what had just happened. Nurse Joy had a
split personality! I was trying to reconcile this. I was
still a prisoner, so that would have normally been a
factor, but I was still shot full of Pentathol, and luckily
even doped up as I was, somehow my brain made the leap of
logic that Nurse Joy didn't do this to me, SHE had, so I
said, "I forgive you, Nurse Joy."
"Thank you, sweetheart," Nurse Joy told me.
Her face changed again, "Who the hell are you, and what the
hell am I doing here?"
Not The End
What Did I Do?
By Wholeman
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