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The Slave
by Sylvia Wechsel
[Transcription of the recording of the speech given by our beloved
leader during the commemoration of the 25th anniversary of her
ascension to power.]
Nobody questions today the merits of the matriarchal revolution. The
new form of work partition between the genders, with the
administrative, scientific and commercial tasks restricted to us,
women, while the strength driven tasks remained domain of the men,
proved to be superior to any previous form of social organization
adopted by mankind. Wars, violence, misery and other social diseases
were successfully eradicated, while social harmony was maintained,
provided the male gender's access to sports (Football, Soccer,
Baseball, Basketball, among others) was secured, as well as, of course,
the regular portion of sex with multiple women. It is true that the
last condition has been achieved only by deception: by separating four
out of each five boys born and castrating them, to work as eunuchs,
helping us raise our children, and letting the remaining male, the
stallions, with the illusion that they own a harem of about five women
each.
The young generation, however, seems unaware of how endangered this
harmony was before my ascension. Twenty five years ago the political
landscape of our society was much different than the one that exists
today. The dominant party from that time was euphemistically called by
us "the sadistic party". These women, driven by centuries of bad blood
between the genders, believed the male gender to be inferior to us,
some of them even meant they were not human at all. These women used to
treat men as slaves and use them simply as objects of their lust, or
with the only purpose of procreation. The story I will tell you
remained secret for these 25 year, but now almost everybody involved is
dead, so it is time to disclose the events which lead to the political
death of this party. This is the story of the fall of the last great
leader of the Sadistic Party.
It all started with a young male slave. Nobody knows why she selected
him, but the great leader had decided to make his life the hell on
earth. Some believe the young guy rejected her sexual advances, others
that he somehow offended her honor, some people simply believe she had
chosen him at random, because she was mean. Whatever was the origin of
her rage, she decided to torture the poor guy, feminizing him.
First she broke his will using a particularly mean form of torture. It
was a series of tubes made of shape memory alloy (for those who do not
know, shape memory alloy is an alloy which is able to reversibly change
shape when heated or cooled). This tube, when cooled down in icy water
had an almost closed hemispherical cap, with a small opening at the
tip. When heated to the body's temperature, however, this tip assumed
the shape of a horn. The tube was cooled down, inserted in his anus,
and when heated it opened keeping his sphincter permanently open and
locking the tube in place. The tube could only be removed by the use of
a special apparatus called a "cold finger", which was inserted inside
the tube cooling it to return to the previous shape.
The first tube had 5mm diameter, so it was not that hard to the guy. He
was told that the tube could be exchanged for a larger diameter if he
accepted to use female clothes permanently. He bravely resisted at
first, but the tube was too thin and long. His feces could not pass
through it, clogging the tube. After four days, under excruciating
pain, the slave accepted to use the clothes and was allowed to go to
the bathroom for 30 minutes, before inserting the next tube.
People who witnessed this told me that, when he saw that the next tube
had mere 8mm of diameter he accepted at once the next condition, which
was keeping a full body depilation and electrolysis of the facial
hairs. Then he was allowed to insert a 12.5mm tube instead.
Next condition was to wear make up permanently. He resisted again and
since the tube was not that thin anymore, he became somewhat
comfortable with the situation. The leader, however, was ready for
that. She managed to secretly mix a powerful laxative in his food.
Since he had no more sensations in his anus because of the tube he was
unaware and could not control the flux of diarrhea. It was a great
mess, he made everything dirty and since he was always permanently
wearing skirts, the liquid feces ran along his now shaved legs to the
high heel shoes and from there to the floor. Humiliated by this, he
finally agreed to accept to use of make up and substituted the tube for
a larger one.
I could go on describing everything that horrible woman did to that
poor guy using the tubes, but one more example will suffice. In one
occasion she made him wear a tube which could have a whistle attached
to the opposite end. Then she fed him with aliments which produced lots
of bow gases, just to see him humiliated producing weird noises out of
the ass all around.
I entered in this story when he was wearing a 25.4mm tube and had
accepted to be submitted to a hormone replacement therapy. I was called
because, as chief medical officer in the country, I had the oversight
of this kind of treatment. The great leader called me at her office and
explained what she wanted. This made me feel sick, but I quickly
realized that if I didn't complied, she would simply substitute me,
putting someone else of her party in my position (this was, probably,
her intent). I decided to play along, but quite immediately I devised a
plan to make her pay for that kind of syn. I needed, however, the
collaboration of the slave for the success of my plan.
I called him to my office, with the excuse to explain him everything
that would happen with the treatment (which pleased the great leader).
The leader wanted me also to give him silicon implants to make him
bustier than ordinary women, but I convinced her not to do this, saying
this would block the ducts of his mammary glands and it would be more
humiliating to make him breast feed a child in the future. When he was
with me I explained my position and asked him if he wanted to get
revenge. He, of course, agreed. I explained him, then, that this would
change him permanently, but he said he would do anything "to make that
bitch pay" (using his words). Before starting the hormonal treatment we
collected plenty of samples of his semen and stored for future use.
Next day we started the shots. First the anti-androgens and then the
estrogen/progesterone. The effects started to be evident one week
after, but it took four months to reach a steady state. I invented an
excuse to remove the tube, but his anus and sphincter were terribly
damaged by the long period stretching. He was unable to close them
anymore. I devised a treatment in which he would use anal plugs of
progressively smaller diameters until he could substitute for a regular
tampon, maybe someday he would be able to walk again without inserts in
his anus. The first signs of action of the hormones was a softening of
his skin and hair and a light engorging of his mammary glands and the
increasing diameter fo his nipples. His hips, also, seemed to grow by
reallocation of the body fat.
Four months after the start of the treatment he had fully developed
secondary female traits. Small, but definite breasts and wider hips.
His hair, now long and silky and his facial traces had become more
feminine. I designed a hair implant treatment, to cover some areas of
an initial tendency to boldness he inherited from his natural male
hormones and we submitted him to an operation of his vocal chords, to
give him a more feminine pitch. At the end he was looking more as a
tomboy than as a crossdressed man.
As expected the great leader was pleased with the outcome and called me
to her office for the next step. As I had predicted, her last idea to
humiliate the poor guy was to submit him to a Gender Reassignment
Surgery (GRS). Playing along, but actually going on with my plan, I
suggested to use him to test the new artificial womb we were then
developing (which, since then, has helped many young women submitted to
a hysterectomy to have a normal life). She was obviously pleased with
that idea, thinking that the ultimate humiliation would be to make him
bear a child. She asked me if that would be even possible and I said it
was, theoretically. My idea was to use his semen, which I had stored,
and some oocyte from the oocyte bank, to which every woman in our
society has to contribute when she starts with the puberty. She liked
the idea of making him pregnant with his own semen.
I explained to the guy what were the risks of that procedure, but he
was willing to go on, if this would result in the great leader's ruin.
He prepared to the GRS surgery first, which went on without
complications. We had a lot of experience on that, since specially
worthy males were offered the possibility to change into second class
womanhood (that is, infertile women) and many of them accepted. As
usual we cut his penis, removing the corpus cavernosum, performed the
orchiectomy, severed the urethra, removed the prostate, producing the
space which would be his pseudo-vagina and constructed the pseudo inner
and outer lips with the remaining of the scrotum skin. I was
particularly careful in keeping his sensitivity, by folding the upper
part of his penis skin inward into the pseudo-vagina and using some
sensitive portion of flesh to build a pseudo-clitoris. When he healed,
we started the preparation for the second procedure.
As everybody knows, the artificial womb is produced with the subjects
own stem cells to minimize the danger of rejection. It is a closed
organ. In real women we can attach it to the Fallopian tubes and to
the colon, but in his case this was not possible. We opened his abdomen
and attached the organ to the main arteries and veins of that region,
adding a portion of stem cells to help build the other links, like the
sensorial ones. One month after the procedure the scars were healed
and the new organ was working fine. Of course it was working in blank,
just like in a prepubescent girl, since he had no ovaries to produce
the hormones which would activate its cycle.
Then we started the critical phase. I slowly increased the estrogen
levels in his hormonal treatment and monitored the growth of the
endometrium in the artificial organ using Nuclear Magnetic Resonance
and when it was ready for implantation we increased the progesterone
levels, simulating a normal menstrual cycle. I had already collected
some sample eggs and inseminated them with the guy's semen. I chose
the best candidate embryo and inserted into his artificial womb using
an injection. In normal in vitro insemination cases it is the standard
to start with many embryos, so that the probability of success
increases, but with an artificial womb the risk of a multiple pregnancy
is too high, so it is preferable to work with just one embryo. In his
case this was particularly critical since if the pregnancy didn't
succeed he would enter a normal menstruation cycle and we would need to
open the womb and clean it by surgery, which was, of course, dangerous.
Fortunately the first embryo was successful. Few days after the implant
we began measuring increasing levels of Human Chorionic Gonadotropin in
his blood coming from the embryo. To our surprise the own womb started
producing some of the characteristic hormones of the pregnancy (like
prolactin) and his mammary glands further engorged. We monitored the
initial production of milk.
The pregnancy went well. Of course it was a risk pregnancy, but he was
under supervision all the time. It was nice to look the embryo
developing inside his belly , particularly observing its movements. Of
course the pregnancy could not be left to develop to full term, the
birth would have to occur by a Caesar's Section. When the time came,
the great leader wanted to be present. She was pleased and radiant with
what she thought, was the ultimate humiliation of that slave. She
forgot, however, that the most important sign of femininity in our
society was giving birth to a child. With the successful pregnancy he
had earned the right to become a full she. She was then, a female
citizen with full rights. The others in the room had perceived this and
found strange the actions of the leader. The first part of my plan was
going to be successful. The leader was not torturing an "inferior" male
anymore, but a fellow female and everybody present there was witnessing
that.
Then the second part entered in execution. I had secretly paid a nurse
to ask who was the donor of the oocyte used in the insemination. I
played the fool and said I hadn't looked at it because I respected the
right to anonymity of the donnor. The others, however, started asking
to know that information, arguing that this achievement was great
enough to overcome a symple indididual right. Finally the leader gave
the order to disclose the identity of the donor. I opened the database,
gave my private password and, faking surprise, I came with the result
that the donor was the great leader herself. Of course she immediately
realized what I had done, but she could not disclose that since my
victory would be even greater if everybody realized I had played her as
a fool to that point.
As most professional politicians of that time she had delayed her first
pregnancy and was still childless. The slave's child was then her
firstborn and, worse, it was a daughter (so, entitled as her heir)! A
rumor started to spread in town (and I was instrumental to this) that
the great leader was infertile and there was no worse syn in our
society (except, perhaps, being male). She tried to deny it and fired
me, as I had expected, giving me the opportunity to lead the opposition
to her rule (since everybody believed my dismissal to be unfair, after
all I was some sort of hero for making a man get successfully
pregnant). She tried as crazy to get pregnant. She was a healthy woman,
I knew, but due to the excessive use of anti pregnancy pills she had
put her hormonal system in stress. Adding to this the stress due to her
political situation, she failed month after month. Finally she
succeeded, but, by then, the damage had already been done. Her
government fell in disgrace and, with it, the support to the Sadistic
Party vanished.
Next is history. Elections were called and I, as leader of the
opposition, was elected as new great leader. I believe to have been
good in that job, as this commemoration suggests (note: laughter is
heard in the audience). As for the slave, she had to choose a new name,
due to her new condition as a female citizen. She chose "Attis". She
then, thankful to what I had done (principally to the opportunity to
get her payback for the humiliation she had suffered in the hands of
the former great leader) asked me to bear another child, generated with
my oocytes. It was no problem for me, because I was already the mother
of two children, a boy and a girl, but I was worried for her safety,
since a second pregnancy would be very dangerous. She insisted and
finally I agreed. She gave birth to my younger daughter (note: pointing
at a beautiful young girl in the audience), but died shortly thereafter
due to complications caused by the multiple surgeries she had been
submitted. Her memory stays with us and I dedicate this commemoration
to Attis, the bridge between the genders.
[END of the transcription]
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