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The Chance
by Melanie Southgate Translated from the German by Leah
Since I was seven I had had just one real wish, to be a girl. In the
following years this wish grew stronger and stronger, and as I entered
into puberty, this problem became ever more difficult. I saw how the
girls developed into women with their wonderfully shaped bodies and
breasts. I wanted to look like that too, but instead I developed into a
man with an abominable body and this thing between my legs which,
instead of disappearing, just got bigger and bigger.
I tried to cope with this problem and live my life as a man, but I just
wasn't very successful. Last year, at the age of 24, I made the decision
to undergo a sex change, to take hormones, and to submit to an operation
that would approximate a sex complete change. Naturally I would have
chosen a simpler method, but this was the sole possibility (at that
time).
For weeks I surfed the internet in search of information that could help
me on my path to become a woman. As a part of that I registered myself
in a transsexual forum, in order to discuss my problem with people
concerned with such matters. I registered using the name Jennifer. Then
3 months passed, and I just was preparing to begin hormone therapy, when
a participant of the forum contacted me. She called herself Alexandra
and wrote in her message just the following sentence: "If you would like
to be a woman in 24 hours, then get in touch with me!"
Naturally I thought right away that this was some stupid joke or a game.
I was just about to shut down the computer, when I thought, it can't
hurt to give this mysterious person an answer and to go along with the
game. So I wrote her a reply: "Yes, I would give anything for that to
happen."
Scarcely had I sent off the email, when the answer arrived: "Then at 7
o'clock tomorrow morning be at the main train station in Zurich, track
12. Wear a white pullover and a hat and hold a book in your hands." That
was all that she wrote me. I was overwhelmed by distrust and decided
that I'd not go to Zurich, since from the start I suspected this to be a
bad joke. So I did shut down my computer and went to bed. But I couldn't
help thinking about this thing between my legs and how I would love to
have it gone. But I kept thinking about this Alexandra and how wonderful
it would be, if it were no joke. It was at 4 o'clock in the morning that
I decided to travel to Zurich.
So at 7 o'clock I was standing at the station, track 12, and I wore a
white pullover, a black hat, and had a book in my hands. I waited... By
7:15 I was convinced that, as expected, this whole thing was a joke,
when suddenly a woman came up to me on the bench where I sat and spoke
to me: "Jennifer?"
I turned toward her: "Yes. Alexandra?"
"No, my name in Manuela and I'm supposed to pick you up here. Alexandra
is waiting for you now." She stood up and walked toward the parking lot.
I hesitate a brief moment, then I decided to go along; my curiosity as
well as my fear were growing steadily.
Without saying much I got into her car and we drove about half an hour
into a Zurich suburb, where we went into an office building. On the
fourth floor we came to a firm by the name Mental Trading, Inc. Manuela
led me into one of several rooms, where a woman was waiting for me.
"Jennifer. Please, come in! I am Alexandra." She was about 40 and made a
friendly as well as a serious impression.
"Hello" was all that I could say.
When I had seated myself, Alexandra began to speak: "I know that you
have been full of suspicion about my offer since yesterday evening, and
I can tell you that most people wouldn't have the courage to meet me.
And that would be too bad, because this is the big chance, to fulfill
their single greatest wish. However, I am of the opinion that only
people with courage deserve to profit from my offer."
"Then it's not a joke?" I asked timidly.
"No, not at all. I'll explain, what it's all about. Three years ago I
developed a technique, which made it possible to have two persons
exchange their bodies. In this process souls and brains are transferred.
Two years ago we held our first trials with two people, and this was
successful just as we had predicted. Since then we have used this
procedure 23 times, each was a success. At this moment we have 4 women
and 2 men, who are waiting for suitable bodies. Please, come..."
I followed her into the hall. "The 6 candidates are living at this time
in these rooms. They are one-room apartments, but we also have a
recreation room, where the candidates can meet. Unfortunately I can't
show you these facilities, since before making your choice you are not
permitted to come into contact with other candidates."
She led me into another room. "But I can show you this room; here the
actual body transfer is completed. You will enter one of these cubicles,
the other person goes into the other cubicle. The cubicles are connected
with each other. After a short time you will fall asleep and the
transfer begins. When you wake up, you will be very weak, that's why
we'll take you into a care center, where you'll remain lying for a few
hours before you can leave our clinic again."
"How long does this transfer take?"
"About 50 minutes."
"How will I know how I'm going to look afterward?"
"We will now show you the photos of our 4 female candidates. Before
that, however, I'd like to ask you to take off your clothes, so that I
can take a picture of you, because those 4 candidates must also want
your body."
So I undressed and stood naked in front of a camera. I was getting
unsure again, as to whether this wasn't a joke after all, but my
curiosity and my hope were too big, to allow me to back out now. Then
the flash went off...
"O.K. That's that. I'll put your photo in the databank and wait on the
answers of our lady candidates. Before you can see their pictures, we
still have one more thing to finish up, that is, the financial part."
I'd been waiting for the time when this was brought up.
"How much does it cost?
"It's not so expensive. 15,000 dollars for a new life is actually not
bad. For the usual sex-change, you'd pay a lot more."
She was right there.
"Naturally, the entire amount isn't due until the body change is
complete, on the other hand, I need a down payment of 1,500 dollars.
The financial risk for something like this was pretty small. So I took
my credit card out and paid the 1,500 dollars on the spot.
"Wonderful," she said. "And finally still one very important piece of
information: So that you can live your own life after the body transfer,
this afternoon I'll have your name and gender legally changed. I've got
good contact with the authorities, so that this should go without any
hitches. Then you'll receive your new ID papers in the next few days."
That sounded too good to be true, but I didn't want to hold back from
this step. Alexandra now led me to a computer, where she showed me the
photos of the 4 candidates along with their personal information.
"I'll leave you alone now. If a candidate suddenly disappears from the
screen, that means that she has no interest. Good luck!"
"Thank you."
Alexandra left the room. Now I sat there and looked at these 4 women.
The thought that I would be one of these women in a few hours caused me
anxiety on the one hand but joy on the other.
On the first picture there was a redhead with long hair, age 28, 5' 4"
tall, a pretty face but with a large nose. She was rather slender with
relatively small breasts (A-cup).
On the second picture was a blonde also with long hair, age 23, 5' 9"
tall, a delicate face. She was also relatively slender and her breasts
were larger than in the case of the redhead (B-cup).
The third was a brunette, who also had long hair. She was 26 years old,
5' 6" tall, an angular face, but feminine nonetheless. She was not as
slender as the others, but still very much okay. Her breasts were
significantly larger, a good C-cup.
The fourth was another blonde, but with short hair, age 25, 5' 7" tall,
and a very beautiful face. She was athletically proportioned and her
breasts filled a B-cup.
That was all the information that I had available. Now I had the torment
of making a choice, and I had to decide for myself, which criteria were
most important to me. I asked myself, what I was really imagining. One
important point was height. I didn't want to be all that short, and red
hair wasn't for me in anyway. That left candidate one out. The brunette
followed a short time later, because somehow I couldn't identify with
her face and her breasts were also a bit too large for me. Each of the
two blondes made a good impression, maybe I felt a tendency for
candidate two.
Now I could only wait and see, if one of the ladies had no interest and
which one might accept my body. Five minutes before time ran out, the
redhead disappeared from the screen, but this was no problem for me at
all. A minute before the end, however, candidate two disappeared from
the screen and this disappointed me a bit. Soon after than Alexandra cam
in again.
"Have you decided?"
"Yes, I've chosen candidate four." Although she was not exactly my first
choice, I could be enthusiastic about her body and after all who has the
choice to pick out one's own body.
"Great, I'm glad to hear that. Now everything will go quickly. Please,
undress now and enter the cubicle to your right."
I did, what Alexandra required of me. Then I had cables attached all
over my body. Alexandra closed the cubicle and now I became truly
nervous. For several minutes (it seemed like hours) nothing at all
happened, till I suddenly got tired and slowly went to sleep...
"Jennifer, wake up!" Alexandra stood before me, and it took a while
before I realized where I was. I lay in a bed and was covered. Manuela
stood next to Alexandra and so I slowly realized what had probably
happened.
"It's over," grinned Alexandra. "You are now a woman. I'll have to ask
you though not to move much in the next half hour; after that you can
try to stand up and check out your new body."
My heart was turning somersaults, but I couldn't make a single sound.
Alexandra and Manuela then left my room.
After several minutes, however, there was nothing that could keep me in
bed. I tried to move. At first I moved my arms and my head. After a
while I could support some of my weight on my arms, and now I felt for
the first time the weight on my chest. As I looked down, I noticed two
roundnesses, and it was unmistakably clear, that these were genuine
breasts and that they were mine.
Now I tried to move my legs and this went well, too, so that I was soon
sitting up. In that motion feelings registered between my legs for the
first time. But I didn't want to touch this place with my hands yet.
After several attempts I succeeded in standing up and I walked slowly
back and forth in the little room. After about an hour of this I could
walk without any problem, and now I felt ready to stand in front of the
mirror and take stock of myself.
It was with a shock of joy that I stood before the mirror. There I was,
with short blonde hair, a lovely face with expressive eyes, a sweet
mouth. Then I looked down a little and saw these curvatures again. Now
it was time, to pull off the nightgown and see the full results. First I
freed my breasts and touched them quite lightly as I did so. It was
already a very intensive moment, which excited me a lot. Then I let the
nightie fall and was able to see the result between my legs: a vagina, a
real vagina. With great respect for my body I drew my hands across my
breasts and stroked them, which caused me to give out a small groan.
That made me realize that I had a new voice. I began to speak and
giggled now and then. The voice was not terribly high but rather a
deeper woman's voice, but I had no problem with that. Then I let my left
hand wander futher down till it came to my vagina. I moved my hand back
and forth several times and felt how this excited me more and more. I
decided to lie down on the bed, spread my legs apart and began to
investigate my new genital region by stimulating my clitoris. I was
becoming more and more excited and noticed how I was slowly getting
moist between my legs. Now I pushed two fingers into my vagina and then
pulled them out. This was repeated and the movements got faster and
faster till I was just moaning and had my first orgasm as a woman. When
I opened my eyes, Manuela stood in front of me and smiled.
"Nice feeling, isn't it?"
"Heavenly. Men don't know what they are missing."
We both giggled.
"Jennifer, it's time to pack up. I've put the clothing of your
predecessor into your bag and I've some clothes for you to put on now.
As soon as you are ready, you can come into Alexandra's office."
"Thanks so much," I said with my new voice.
When Manuela left the room, I took the clothing, which she had given me
and stood before the mirror. Then I discovered a package of tampons
lying there. Oh, yes, that's a part of it all, I thought. But joy was to
dominate today. I took a tampon out of the package and guided it into my
sheath, a strange feeling. Then I took some panties and pulled them on.
It was wonderful, how my panties didn't bulge but rather clung closely
to my skin. Then I took the bra and pulled it over my breasts, it fit
perfectly. Then came my socks and a pair of tailored pants. Now there
was just a white top, which delineated my breasts nicely. Finally I
pulled on a pair of sport shoes and looked into the mirror a last time
before my departure. Makeup wasn't really necessary, since I already
looked very good and had a natural appearance.
I took my bag, left the room and walked into my future as a woman...
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