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Doll Days
Author's note: This isnt a very nice story. Gentle people who get upset
about the suffering of fictional characters should read it with caution.
Jill Cooper felt the pressure on her bladder, so got up and did her
business quickly. Then she went to the sink and washed her hands, and
then, still partially asleep, made the mistake of looking at her
reflection.
A moment later she was on her knees in front of the toilet, retching.
Mark rushed into the bathroom, saw Jill crying and shaking in front of
the toilet, and called out, "Pam!" Jill's had an episode, come quick!"
A middle aged woman came into the bathroom, shoving the man aside.
"Dont just stand there. Go make her some tea."
He glanced at Jill, and Pam added, "It'll be okay. Go."
He squeezed her hand, and then went out, leaving the two women alone.
Pam went and helped Jill back to her feet, and held her for a while,
making soothing noises.
"I'm here sweetie, I'm here. You're safe."
Finally, Jill stopped shaking long enough to go back to the bedroom and
put on a robe before coming into the kitchen and wrapping her hands
around the cup of tea Mark had poured for her.
"What a crappy way to start my birthday."
*****
Later, she curled up in bed with Mark on one side and Pam on the other,
safe and warm and human again, and then her mind started drifting back
to how it all started.
She had been a starving student at university, getting her first taste
of the adult world, young and bright and full of potential.
And male.
She had been a typical dude, who had liked girls, enjoyed movies with
lots of explosions and looked forward to losing her virginity to some
pretty college co-ed as soon as he found a willing partner.
Then he had seen the ad that had changed her life, forever.
It had been sponsored by the Psch department, and it said it would be
willing to pay a student for volunteering for a test. Low on cash, and
curious, she had gone to see what it was about.
"We will implant a microscopic device in your brain" She was told, "It
will measure when you feel happy, and when you feel sad. We also want
you to keep a diary so that we can compare the readings we get from the
machine to what's going on in your life. In exchange we will cover your
tuition, your books, your transportation, your lodging, and even your
clothes and food for the rest of your time in college."
He had no family, and had to take out a loan to cover the cost of going
to school leaving her with little remaining, so it sounded like a good
trade to her at the time.
"Besides. This guy is a respected professor, a genius with the College
backing him. I'm sure everything will be fine." He had thought at the
time.
He had no idea just how wrong he was.
He signed the papers, and went in for the surgery.
When he awoke, she felt ... odd. She was still wearing the ridiculous
paper gown, but on two chairs beside the bed were two complete outfits.
One was the clothes she had worn before the operation - jeans, t-shirt,
socks, shoes.
The other was a female outfit - panties, hose, bra, heels, and dress.
"Hello?"
The room was empty and silent.
Curiosity got him off the table and over to the girl's outfit.
"Why would they put this here? I'm a guy."
He touched the dress, and it felt ... good. The odd feeling he'd felt
since waking up faded and he felt ... happy. The idea of putting it on
... appealed to him.
It took a lot of willpower to pull his hand back and go over to the male
clothes.
Then the odd feeling came back, only strong enough for him to recognize
it.
It was grief.
Utter, total, grief and sadness. It was like the day he'd learned her
parents had died, only even worse than that.
Unable to stand it, he had gone back over to the female clothes, and
touched them again.
The grief vanished.
Less than a half-hour later he was wearing women's clothes for the first
time.
It was then the door opened, and the doctor came in.
"As you can tell by now, we lied to you. The device doesnt monitor your
emotional state. It creates it."
"W... what for?"
"Have ever heard of a Skinner box?"
"No."
"Its a way to train an animal. They get rewarded for doing what you
want, and if they fail to do it, they dont get the reward."
"B.. but why this? Why girl clothes?"
The doctor smiled but there was nothing nice about it.
"It's much more than clothes, as you will discover. As for why ...." He
started to walk away.
"Because I could."
*****
That was the start of four years of torture as bit by bit his
masculinity was taken away, and what took its place was not real
femininity, but a parody of it.
He became a toy, a doll.
He did things that would have disgusted him before, and did them happily
and eagerly. Meanwhile, his inner self pulled into a hole in his own
mind, and closed and locked a door behind it.
And never came out again.
Eventually, he was a she in every way possible, and her male life a
faded dream.
Then somehow, someone blew the whistle, and the doctor's house of cards
collapsed. The college got a black eye for looking the other way, and
she was left alone, with no one to direct her or tell her what she
should do.
And she found she hated it.
She drifted, bereft of purpose until by chance she ran into Pam and
Mark, and they reached out to help her. After a while, they invited her
into their home.
And eventually, into their bed.
Such a triad shouldnt work, or so Jill would have thought, but somehow,
it did.
And bit by bit, a true person began to emerge out of the wreck of her
mind.
And today was her "birthday" the anniversary of that event.
*****
"So Jill, what do you want to do on your birthday. Go out? or stay in?"
Mark asked.
"Stay in." She said, and snuggled closer to him.
He kissed her, and Pam caressed her from behind, and Jill's shaking
stopped, as she became lost in pleasure.
Much later, she lay sleepily in bed feeling the two people she loved on
either side of her, protecting her, comforting her, and she whispered to
herself, "I'm safe now."
"Safe, at last."
And with that knowledge, she fell asleep, and only dreamed pleasant
dreams.
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