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Fiction by Johnny Cumlately.
Tina had been dreaming, confused meaningless dreams as she slowly came to
and lay looking at the ceiling, mesmerised by the large electric fan
whirring slowly.
"Hello, Tina, you're going to be just fine." A young Indian nurse stood
by the bed. "Dr Savandra did an excellent job. You'll be up and about in
a couple of weeks - a new woman."
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She was born in India of English parents in 1970, the last of four
children. Her father was an engineer on the Indian railways and seldom at
home so he was a rather distant figure with whom she never really bonded.
They enjoyed an affluent life with a large house in the foothills of the
Himalayas where the climate was comfortable and had several servants.
She had three elder sisters, Nancy, Bella and Victoria (Vicky). Her
mother had been absolutely certain that she would also be a girl and had
flatly refused to believe that she could be anything else. So firmly
convinced was she, that, in spite of evidence to the contrary, she used
her not inconsiderable powers of persuasion to ensure that Tina was
brought up as a girl - even the birth certificate registered her as a
girl.
The four girls enjoyed private education in a small girl's school and
Tina's gender seems never to have been questioned. The girls had no
knowledge of human anatomy and although her elder sisters were mildly
curious about Tina having something between her legs that they didn't,
they just assumed that not all girls were the same. They had no contact
with boys and the only males they saw were mere servants.
Their mother always dressed them in long loose "Alice in Wonderland"
dresses and kept their long hair in ringlets so that they might almost
have stepped out of a Victorian novel.
Tina had just turned 12 years old when her father died following an
outbreak of cholera in Southern India where he had been working on a
contract to build a new railway. The girls were not aware of any
arrangements for a funeral and as far as they were concerned, he just
ceased to exist. However, some weeks later, Mother informed them that
they were all going to live in England where they had a number of
relatives who they had never met. All their belongings were packed away
in big crates and would arrive long after they did.
They were met at the airport by Uncle George and Auntie Bessie. Auntie
Bessie was Mother's sister. Tina was to stay with them and Bella and
Victoria with another Aunt while Mother and Nancy, now 18, looked for a
suitable house and awaited the arrival of the luggage.
They all found England in the 1980s to be a culture shock but they soon
became familiar with contemporary fashion and were allowed to adopt the T
shirt and jeans culture.
Uncle George and Auntie Bessie proved a very kindly, rather elderly,
couple and did their best to make sure Tina was well looked after. As it
was the first time she had ever been separated from her mother and
sisters, she was homesick. Inevitably, it was not long before they
discovered that she was not a girl. They had always been told that there
were four girls in the family and asked a doctor friend of theirs to
examine her. He immediately confirmed it. Tina was mystified over what
the fuss was about and aware that there was a family conference to
discuss the problem - to which she was not invited.
A decision was taken that, in view of impending puberty, Tina could no
longer be a girl and must in future dress and behave as a boy and be
called Thomas. He was to be sent away to small private boys boarding
school. Imagine the trauma he suffered. At 12 years old he had no idea
about boys and had always enjoyed playing girlie games with his sisters.
His long hair was cut short. He found trousers uncomfortable. The later
realisation that he would never grow up to have a beautiful curvaceous
body like his sisters made him almost suicidal. His uncle and aunt tried
hard to comfort him but the two weeks before the start of the school term
passed in constant misery.
Worse was to come at school. This is part of the first of many letters he
wrote to his sister, Victoria:
"Dear Vicky,
Just a note to say how much I miss you and the rest of the family. I cry
every night when I go to bed. The school staff try to be friendly but
other boys tease me and call me a sissy. I sleep in a dormitory with 6
other boys. There is no privacy and - you won't believe this - the boys
all have bits between their legs like mine. I even have had to learn to
stand up to pee!
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Love to you all. I do miss you. Tina."
Thomas did settle down eventually. By the end of the first year he had
proved to be good academically. The Indian school teachers had given the
girls an excellent primary education. He even found himself quite good at
games and rather enjoyed football and cricket so wasn't teased any more.
His mother had found a pleasant large Victorian terraced house and when
he went home for the holidays he was given his own bedroom which
contained all his few things which had arrived from India. Both his
mother and sisters found it difficult to get used to him being a boy.
They always called him Tina and were happy to lend him clothes so that he
spent a lot of time dressed as a girl - which still seemed natural for
him.
No one had got around to telling him any facts of life. Later, he
remembered clearly the embarrassment of his first "wet dream". His
school mates were better informed and he learned from them - probably a
very distorted version of the birds and bees.
As time passed, Thomas gradually accepted his actual gender although he
always looked forward to holidays when he could be what he believed was
his true self. The problem was that the older he got the less he could
look like a girl. He always kept his hair as long as the school would
allow but they insisted on regular haircuts.
He left the school when he was nearly 18, having won a scholarship to
university to read civil engineering. Maybe his father had had some
subconscious influence after all.
He worked hard but also enjoyed a good social life in college which led
to another first experience. Mandy was a year older than him and had
something of a "reputation". But he fell under her spell. Mandy's
experience made up for his lack of it.
"Dear Vicky,
I've had a disturbing but great new experience which I want to share with
you.
There is a girl here called Mandy. We had been enjoying a drink in a
corner of the students' bar when I felt a hand gently rubbing my thigh.
Without really thinking, I put my hand around her shoulder and felt quite
excited. Mandy suggested we went to her hall of residence. Boys are not
supposed to go to the girls' rooms but lots do.
I felt strangely at home as soon as I entered her room. It was typical of
an untidy girl - underclothes strewn around and make up on a dressing
table. Mandy put out the light and seemed in seconds to have stripped off
and pulled me onto the bed where she quickly removed all my clothes as
well. I felt around her naked body but soon found myself full of envy and
thinking that it should be me with large firm breasts, narrow waist,
round bottom and lovely smooth skin. She took hold of my "thing" and
gently guided it into her "privates". I knew what she wanted but felt
that it should be me who was being made love to. Nevertheless I found the
feeling of being inside her wonderful and she made me very excited until
we both exploded ! ......................."
Please don't show this letter to Mother! Love, Tina."
Mandy soon moved on to other conquests.
A few weeks later:
"Dear Vicky,
There is another girl here called Ann. She is different - not at all like
Mandy. She is not prudish but has made it clear that she does not expect
sex, which is a relief to me. In many ways, she is very like you and I
really enjoy her company. She seems fascinated how easily I can discuss
quite intimate girlie things in a way which most men would find
embarrassing. I told her all about being brought up as a girl in India
and the trauma I experienced when we arrived in England and suddenly I
had to become a boy - and how I wished I could still be a girl.
We've talked a lot about that and Ann says she may be able to help. She
has invited me to her home next weekend - as Tina! She will lend me some
clothes and make sure I am "presentable", which I'm sure I will be.
And - guess what! - she says her Dad is a psychologist who knows all
about gender problems. She is sure he will be able to help me. The worst
might be that he will say I must always be Thomas, but even if that
happens, maybe he can help me live with it.
Will write again soon, Love, Tina."
Next week:
"Dear Vicky,
I really looked forward to the weekend. Eventually, on Friday afternoon I
made my way rather furtively to Ann's room. Fortunately, we are much the
same size and Ann understandably wanted me to dress unobtrusively. She
found a pair of girl's jeans with an embroidered pattern (they are
differently cut from boy's jeans!), a tee shirt, a bra with matching
panties and a loose sweater. She padded out the bra and set about
restyling my hair. I didn't need any help with modest make up as I had
learned a bit about that years ago from you and the others. It didn't
take long for the transformation. Soon Tina and Ann walked out of the
college and caught a train to Ann's home town. No one even looked twice
at me except for a couple of lads on a building site who gave us both a
whistle!
Ann lives in a posh house and her parents are very kindly and friendly.
It was lovely just to relax as the real me. Pity we had to return to
college so soon.
Ann's Dad (his name is Charles Winter) spent quite a long time with me
and asked lots of questions - some were surprisingly intimate! Anyway, he
thinks I should stay as Thomas until after I have graduated. That means
another two years. Then I should take a gap year during which I could
live as Tina before finally returning to look for a job as Tina. That
seems to make a lot of sense as I will be starting a new life anyway.
Incidentally, there are several girls on my engineering course and the
job prospects are fairly good.
I asked about surgery and he was very reluctant to say if and when that
might be possible. Seems there are a lot of hoops to go through. However,
it is a big plus that I have a female birth certificate and passport -
albeit an Indian one which I have recently renewed by post with a photo
of me as Tina. I persuaded Charles Winter to sign it for me!
That's about it for now. Love to you all. Tina."
Thomas accepted the advice and over the next two years, Tina spent
several weekends at Ann's home. Ann also visited Tina's family. Most
fellow students probably incorrectly thought that Thomas and Ann were
lovers as they were always going about together. Charles Winter agreed to
take Tina's case as a regular patient and arranged for her to see the
appropriate medical people. However, she was initially refused any
hormone treatment in view of Thomas's intention to remain male until
leaving university. This meant that he could not start on his conversion
and would delay any ultimate surgery.
Charles Winter later told Ann that he had found Tina a fascinating
patient. He had never previously met anyone who could change so easily
and quickly from male to female and from female to male and be so
convincingly comfortable in either role. Tina was by then 24 and so had
spent half her life not knowing anything other than being female. Thomas
always tried to keep his hair fairly long and hands well manicured. His
facial hair was fortunately fairly soft and pale in colour, matching his
almost blond hair. He was also able to adjust his voice from a light
baritone to a low contralto. He therefore needed only modest cosmetics
and a simple change of clothes to become another person who even close
friends would be unlikely to recognise.
He finally felt that he should take his own steps to womanhood and that
was made possible by the receipt of a substantial legacy from Uncle
George who had died a few months earlier. He researched carefully on the
internet and purchased the necessary hormone pills which he started to
take regularly during his final three months at college.
He achieved a good degree but had some difficulty in persuading the
university authorities to give him a certificate with the name Tina until
he showed them his birth certificate and passport, together with a letter
from Charles Winter. Even at the degree ceremony, there was some
confusion when Thomas lined up to receive Tina's degree!
And so the day came when he finally cast off his male persona and went
home to live as Tina. His sisters were only too eager to take her
shopping and she happily binned all her male clothes. Other than college
friends, she had virtually no friends in England who knew her as anyone
other than Tina and she was happily accepted by his sisters' friends.
By now, some physical changes were starting to become apparent and it was
time to put "Plan B" into action. The family had kept in touch with
several friends in India, including an eminent surgeon, Dr Savandra, who
had known Tina since she was a baby - though he did not then know her
true gender. By good fortune, he happened to visit England about that
time and visited the family. Tina was aware that it was possible to get
surgery in India where fewer questions would be asked so she immediately
decided to ask for his help and specifically asked him to contact Charles
Winter. The result was that Dr Savandra agreed to try to find a suitably
qualified surgeon in India provided that he had regular reports of
progress from Mr Winter.
There was some difficulty in finding the right surgeon, and eventually Dr
Savandra agreed to operate himself. By the time Tina flew out to India
six months later, Tina's body had grown unmistakably female. She had nice
pert B cup boobs, a slender waist and good hips and was very much a chip
off the family block. Ann agreed to come with her to India to keep her
company and provide some moral support if needed.
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A young Indian nurse stood by the bed. "Dr Savandra did an excellent job.
You'll be up and about in a couple of weeks - a new woman."
Fiction by Johnny Cumlately.
May 2008
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