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A Man's Place is as a Woman!
Part 20
So much has changed since last year! Now I'm well into my sophomore year,
still working at The Women's Place and working on my social work degree.
Dr. Gensler (and before that Ms. Jennifer's) hormones were continuing to
impact my body. I was looking more feminine then ever, and my therapy was
also going very well.
He said that my breasts, approaching a C cup, aren't going to grow much
more, especially with my relatively small stature and low weight. Now and
then I did have to wear a pad in my bra to collect some milky discharge
that came out, but that had more or less passed at this point. My penis,
er clitoris, after being flaccid for about a year now, was pretty darn
small and easily pushed flat with my maxi pad. My testicles were the most
annoying part of my body, for sure. Totally worthless at this point, at
least they could be pushed up into my lower abdomen and hidden from view.
At this point I hated my male genitals, a lousy reminder of what my
gender used to be.
In therapy, Deborah was helping me explore my feminine side as a young
woman with a career ahead of me. She also began to help me think about my
rights and how they were violated when those men had kicked me out of my
dorm. In truth I had never really dealt with the emotional abuse I
received at the hands of those assholes. I also began to think seriously
about having gender reassignment surgery, but had no way to pay for it.
My Ben was in love with me, at least he was as Beth. But he was getting
tired of me telling him that my virginity was being saved for marriage
and that he could not touch me down there. I could tell he was getting
frustrated, and our relationship had plateaued and now it was dangerously
close to slowing down and falling off of a steep cliff. How long is my
Ben going to wait for me? I was running out of ways to be creative with
him in the sack and keeps his hands off my clit. I really liked it when
he pressed against my panties and began to explore with his fingers, but
that desire made me flinch with panic as well!
For a number of weeks I began to seriously think about suing the College
for allowing bullies to oppress me and force me off campus. Maybe I could
use that money to pay for my sex change? After some long conversations
with Ms. Jennifer and my Mom, Mother Mary surprised me with an
astonishing gift:
Some family money had been set aside in a trust fund, with the money
(about $150,000) being released to me on my birthday. The only catch to
me getting this money is that the funds were earmarked by my grandmother
to go to one of her grandchildren, and that it must be a granddaughter. I
was excited to hear about this money, which was now open to me as long as
my gender could be proven to be female. "Oh my gosh this is like a dream
come true", I thought to myself. Soon I'll actually BE a woman and I can
get this money :-)
Later that weekend, my mom came back over to me and Jenn's place for
another fun sleepover. When my mom showed me exactly what my Grandma
Margie had meant for this trust fund to work, I was SHOCKED to find that
she intended for her family name, her maiden name to be preserved and
continued on for generations!
(Mom said that she hated giving up her maiden name and become a Rogers,
and wanted to find a way to get her last name back if she could.) I
nearly passed out when Mom showed me what Grandma's last name used to be:
McCALLISTER!!!!
MY EYES GREW HUGE as I stared, wide eyed at both Jennifer and my mom. I
just could NOT believe what I was seeing and hearing!
"SO, UM, YOU WERE BOTH IN ON THIS FROM THE BEGINNING, BACK WHEN I HAD to
choose a female first name or lose my job? How did you, how did you know?
How did you, I mean, why did you..."
Jennifer just smiled widely and knowingly at me and my mom, and my mom
gave me a wink and a nod.
"Oh My God you bitches were working together? You have Got To Be Kidding
Me! What if I would have stopped this whole thing and gone back to being
a man and a Rogers? How could you have been so confident? And JENNIFER,
WHY were you talking to my mom WAY before I knew about it? What the
hell?"
"Beth, honey" Jennifer said, "I had my suspicions about you and just had
to call your mom about it. I said something lame initially about
verfiying her as an emergency contact, but then of course we got to
talking and became close. From the moment you chose to be called Beth,
your mom was in on this whole thing. She's the one that suggested
McCallister would be perfect for your new last name, your new female
identity.
Don't Be Mad, Beth!! This whole thing worked out for you very well,
didn't it?" I sat there, shocked at this most recent disclosure. This is
all just too much too take in at one time! Then Jennifer added, "as for
me, well, it was a special treat for me to help turn you into a woman.
The truth be told, my father was cruel to me my whole life, especially
when he learned I was attracted to women.
I have always wanted to lash out and get my revenge on a man, and then
you just happened to come along and I saw my chance. Plus his name was
John, just like your old name. I am sorry for being cruel to you just
like my dad was to me. But I'm not sorry for helping to turn you into a
really pretty woman.
Oh my God it was great fun 'forcing' you to become Beth, and so hard for
me not to laugh when I was tricking you into taking those "vitamins".
That was delicious, I'm not gonna lie. But over time I became pretty
compassionate towards you and began to see you as my little sister! I
couldn't help it, and then I just wanted to love and protect you as best
that I could.
For me, this whole thing stopped being a revenge story and sort of became
a "mother daughter" thing. You went from being a sister to a sort of
daughter to me, especially since I will never have children of my own. It
was a pleasure training you to become a young woman.
PLEASE BETH DON'T BE MAD!! Your mother and I TRULY love you so much, and
LOVE what you have become! Just look at you! So pretty and sexy, too. You
are such a better person as a woman than as a man, don't you think
Bethany?" As Ms, Jennifer said these words, I experienced a wide range of
emotions, from anger to betrayal, but then to understanding and even
affection for her. It took me a while to take in everything, and then
like a girl I just started crying. Crying hard! Jenn and my mom both held
me and hugged me for the longest time.
For me, I couldn't deny that I was happy as a woman, happy as Beth, and
that now I knew who I was and was confident and self-assured. Looking
back, I knew that my old life as John was a pretty miserable existence.
After all of this excitement and truth telling, I needed some space for a
while, to think and to catch up on my journal where I'm able to write
down my inner most thoughts.
That evening I made dinner for them, with a "Babette's Feast" theme of
the finest French food I could get my hands on. I poured everything I had
into that meal, because I wanted the both of them to feel special and
know how appreciative I was (and am) for all that they have done for me.
And I surprised them all with a "secret" guest for dinner, my classmate
and muse Jessica Eiger came over as well!!
"Ladies, it's time for me your hostess to propose a toast. To me, to Miss
Bethany McCallister. To the woman that you both created, and the woman
who is going to accept that trust fund money and live happily ever after
as one of you. A real lady!" As we clinked glasses, my coronation into
woman hood was nearing it's completion. Jessica was a little confused,
but I filled her in later over some drinks on the back porch. She was so
supportive and now is one of my greatest friends and admirers!
(I had a feeling she wasn't like the others with the way she said 'hi' to
me when that teacher told the class about my new name.)
Part 21
A few weeks later, I had another follow up appointment with Dr. G, or
Gensler. Thankfully when he was shown the legal documents about the trust
fund, he agreed to do schedule the gender reassignment procedure soon and
allow me to pay for that surgery later. Dr. G mentioned that, since I
would have some extra money left over since the surgery was only $75,000
(only!), that perhaps a facial reconstruction could be done as well at
about the same time. He explained to me that I would have much softer
lines if my periorbital area (my upper eye sockets) was scraped down and
my face pulled up a bit toward the top of my skull. I had heard of this
brow scrape with facelift procedure before, actually saw it on TV and
agreed that it would help me look more feminine :-)
According to Dr. G., this facial work and the removal of my adam's apple,
along with the SRS (sexual reassignment surgery) would complete my look
and almost no one would Ever be able to tell that I was once a man. (Of
course there wasn't much anyone could do about my bigger hands and feet,
but at least mine weren't as big as some men's and really weren't much
bigger than Jennifer's).
Anyway I was SUPER excited to hear about his suggestions, and quickly
agreed to have all three of these procedures done!! Really all that was
left was to figure out the timing. Thankfully this upcoming winter break
was going to be 4 weeks long, assuming I could take my final exams on the
last day of class instead of Finals week.
During a The Women's Place staff meeting, Jennifer explained what was to
happen to me to Rebecca and to Steph. As usual Rebecca was supportive but
Stephanie just rolled her eyes and said something about me being "turned
into a stepford woman", which earned her a sneer from Jenn. I wouldn't
have to take time off of The Women's Place for the facial work, but I
would need about 8 or 9 days off for my sex change. Wow, it still sounds
so weird to be talking about the operation as a "sex change!"
Although I was very grateful to my lovely therapist Deborah to agree that
changing my gender would be good for me, especially since I've now lived
as a woman for a year and have experienced little to no role confusion.
Dr. Gensler made me an initial appointment with the plastic surgeon for
my face and adam's apple, which would be done ten days before the SRS.
Dr. G. promised that he would do the sex change himself, and assured me
that he would work with my clitoris to provide me with the proper nerve
endings so that genital stimulation would be, as he put it, "arousing".
Although he was a little concerned that my smaller penis would not make
for a very deep vagina, Dr. Gensler believed that an acceptable depth
could be achieved if I made proper use of an "assistive device" to
stretch and expand my penile tissue, which would be turned inside out.
Yep, this means I was going to have to use a Dildo!
I started to wonder how that was going to feel. Hmmm. After ALL of this
time waiting to be able to know that I was a woman, and some plastic was
the first thing that was going to be inside of me!! Geesh.
After a wonderful Thanksgiving, complete with my Ben meeting my mother
and me preparing my first ever Turkey, I was ready to take some final
exams. Man that Ben is so hot! Mmm I've been thinking and dreaming of him
a lot lately! While some of my grades this past quarter ended up only
being Bs, it's understandable given that I just couldn't focus on school
work with Such a Big Change about to happen in my life!!
My facial surgery went well, though I looked like someone beat the crap
out of me for about 7 days afterwards. WOW I was Glad that TWP clients
couldn't see me when they called! My face took even longer than that for
all of the swelling to go down. But soon I could see a difference in my
appearance, and loved that my hazel eyes would be even easier and more
inviting for people to see. My face was definitely looking more feminine,
and I could see my mom's face on mine just a little bit more.
I didn't know what to tell Ben about what had happened to my face (and
what was about to happen to my groin). So I told a little white lie about
going back home to my momma's for Christmas Break. It was much easier
trying to deal with all of this with him being gone. And technically I
was with my mom, so it wasn't that big of a lie I suppose. I simply
didn't feel ready to tell him about "me" until the surgeries were over
and I really WAS myself for the first time!
For me it was a little strange how easily Ben had accepted my excuses and
wasn't pushing to see me. But then again I was pleading him to be patient
and wait to see me later on next quarter.
That night before the gender reassignment surgery, I was so nervous that
I couldn't sleep. Part of my preparations, besides taking Go Litely to
clean out my bowels, was to shave my entire pubic area. By now I'd had a
little bit or practice, but it was still not an easy thing to do. My
freshly shaved testes looked like little walnuts. Even though I hated
them now, they had been with me my whole life. How would I look without
my penis and balls?
I was hoping I would now look "normal", the way that I had dreamed I
would look. What really worried me was the Long Recovery period, that and
not knowing if when Dr. Gensler was done, if I would really have any
feeling down there. Would my new vagina be as pleasing to a guy as it is
for a naturally born woman? I really didn't know. But I did know that,
for better or for worse, was clearly not going to be able to have any
children of my own. I would never be able to become pregnant, the
ultimate female act of bringing life into this world. And I did lament
that I suspected it would make me feel inadequate.
At least as a man I could have, with some effort, been able to cum and
possibly get a woman pregnant. But after the surgery I sure wasn't going
to be able to do that! Crap, what kind of father would I make now anyway!
Oh my gosh I was making myself crazy with all of this thinking and second
guessing!
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