For Friends and Family Part 11 Meeting Nichola
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For Friends and Family - Nichola Arrives
It was like swimming through treacle, I was trying to open my eyes, I
could hear speaking but it sounded like whoever was talking was speaking
through a gag.
I tried to remember what was happening slowly things started making
sense. I had undergone surgery to make me into Nichola - now when was
that? Ah Saturday, what day is it now?
"Nichola, Nichola, wake up love." I recognised that voice, who was it,
Suddenly I remembered it was my sister Amy.... No not my sister my
girlfriend... I think!
"Amy, Amy," I mumbled, I felt my hand being squeezed "Doctor, she's
talking." Another voice who I vaguely recognised, then I realised it was
Dr. Jackson, my surgeon.
My head was slowly clearing I realised that I was not in much pain, I
remembered all the work that was going to be done to me and wondered why.
I managed to open my eyes, they felt heavy and gluey as I swivelled my
eyes I looked into Amy's blue eyes, I tried to smile but my lips felt
funny.
"Don't talk sweetheart," Amy ordered, "you aren't to speak for another
day until Dr. Johnson says it's ok - understand," I nodded.
"I'll tell you everything you may want to know," she continued.
"First your surgery went extremely well, even through the bruises and
swelling you look perfect.
Next it's Wednesday afternoon, your nose is ok to breathe through, and
from what I can see it's also perfect.
Chloe has been at work and has removed all the hairs on your arms, leg's
groin and bum; she could do this because you were sedated so you didn't
feel any discomfort with the amount of work carried out"
She paused for breath and I took this chance to squeeze her hand to
signal to her I understood. She kissed my brow saying; "I love you, but I
don't recognise your face, well, I do its Nichola, not Andy."
Amy continued "I took the van back last Saturday, made myself at home in
our new flat, and I've 4 weeks off work, to look after you.
Mum and I have been talking and we think it would be for the best if once
your bruises and swelling has gone down we move to London, and live in
the flat, this way Mum can do some work as her chambers are in London,
Chloe will be on hand to help if you need it, Dad will also be handy, and
I can go back to work... Phew that was a lot to tell you, I hope you have
taken it all in?" Again I squeezed her hand as I assimilated this tidal
wave of information. My brain was full of cotton wool and now it was full
of info.
"Amy, if I may talk to your sister, my patient I would appreciate it," Dr
Jackson butted in.
Amy looked abashed. "Sorry Jonathan," she mumbled.
Dr. Jackson came over to me and explained that the no talking was because
of the work carried out on my vocal chords, and that they would give me
pencil and paper to communicate with. Amy butted in "I've got Nichola's
i-pad, she can use that."
"You still here young Lady" He scolded her, Amy retreated her dignity
dented; "I'll get some coffee until you're finished" she said as she went
through the door.
Dr Jackson told me that everything went extremely well, all the surgery
was healing well, the only possible problem was the tensioning of my
vocal chords, this was not an exact science, but they did have the
knowledge to estimate the tension by measuring the tension on my chords
while under surgery then a computer gives them the tension required to
approximate Nichola's voice; all very high tech and cutting edge.
My breasts were also cutting edge technology, at present they were a B
cup, until my skin had stretched, next week I would be increased to a C
cup and the week after to the D cup, all this was done under a local
aesthetic using a saline solution, when my own breasts grew, as they
certainly would; it would be a simple procedure to reduce the size back
to a D cup, tomorrow I would be able to wear tight sports bra's.
He also told me that the hormone implants had been put in place as had
the anti androgen implant, these would be effective for a year and make
my body more feminine.
He also told me that I would be in hospital for another 2 days then as
long as there were no complications I could go home, and that I could get
out of bed and move exercise - but no talking for the present.
As he left he said, "I will see you tomorrow, you know you are a very
special person to do this for William and Elizabeth I wish you all the
very best, I must admit that when William broached the subject I was
sceptical, but now seeing how the surgery has turned out I feel very
comfortable that this will be a success."
I lay in bed for a while wondering how convincing I would look, I looked
at my chest where my new breasts pushed out the hospital gown, my chest
was very tightly compressed.
I lay in bed alone, staring at my breasts, and yes touching them to see
what they felt like.
The door opened and Amy entered "Hi again Nicky, the grouchy doctor has
gone, here's your i-pad and i-phone, the passwords are here, so they are
yours now, I've looked into the files and there is a lot for you to learn
about your new company and new job, but it's nothing that you couldn't
handle, I think the work side will be the easiest.
I swung my legs out of bed and sat for a while, then with Amy's help I
stood up, bloody hell I thought this feels strange, my larger hips and
bum combined with my new boobs really threw me off balance.
After a while I figured out my new centre of gravity so to speak and
walked around the room.
Amy said, "I've brought you some PJ's and a wrap if you want to get rid
of that horrible hospital gown."
Did I, I sure did, so eagerly I shrugged the gown off and slipped into a
pair of matte satin pyjama bottoms. Amy looked with interest at my
bandaged boobs as I buttoned up the top, it really felt nice the soft
fluid satin against my skin, I picked up the midnight blue floral Kimono
wrap and slipped that on, I really felt comfortable.
We sat together and I powered up Nicky's i-pad, logging in and the two of
us carried on a conversation, well Amy talked and I wrote, but you get
the idea.
Amy showed me the files on my new job, the files on my old job, the files
where she had scanned my diaries in for me to read, in my mind everything
that used to belong to Nichola was now mine, the new Nichola had been
born!
How did I feel, now that the surgery was over and I was committed to
being Nichola, I felt elated, scared, apprehensive but above all excited,
this was a whole new challenge, few if any people are going to
experience.
How was this going to affect my relationship with Amy?
How was I going to interact with men? My past homosexual period may help
here.
How would I perform as a woman in a man's world?
How would I feel when Amy goes out with men?
How would I feel going on a date with a man?
So, so many questions, and only the future would give me the answers I
was seeking.
All these thoughts were going on in my head as we talked, Mum was
visiting this afternoon with the hypnotherapist; also I had been
listening to the tapes for 3 days now! I was ok with this, as I had
agreed to it.
I told Amy that I was looking forward to this afternoon, as I needed to
get used to my new name and new life, she smiled and said. "You know
Nicky, we are going to have so much fun together, but I must know how you
would feel if I had the occasional date with someone else?
I thought for a second then typed 'Amy, for the next year I am going to
be your sister, with the hormone's in me; I doubt I could be a man for
you, so while I will be jealous, I will understand.
Now let me put the same question to you, how would you feel if or when I
dated a man?'
Amy became serious, as she considered this, finally she said, "As you
have just said we are sisters for the next year, you will be an
attractive woman, so you are bound to get hit on by men, it will be
strange to see you getting ready for a date, even stranger to see you
kissing a man and as for you sleeping with a man- phew I just don't know
Nicky."
I was just about to start typing when suddenly she carried on, "Nichola,
how about we pledge to each other that whatever happens while you are my
sister stays behind us and after this very strange time in our lives is
behind us we, get married and the past will be while not forgotten will
be the past?"
Tears filled my eyes and I reached for her and hugged her to my breasts
(my Breasts????), nodding in agreement - that was about three of the
nagging questions I had just thought about answered and as best as we
could do answered in a good way... I think.
We continued our one sided conversation for a good hour when it was
dinner time, a catering assistant brought me my dinner, soft scrambled
eggs and vanilla ice cream.
All to protect my throat, I couldn't eat some solid food, but I had to
loose 18lbs to reach my desired weight, remembering that female hormones
tend to put weight on you.
After lunch Amy, Mum and a middle aged woman came to see me, the woman
was introduced as Gwen Shelby the hypnotherapist she seemed quite nice,
Mum was studying me closely, I turned to her with a questioning look on
my face, she burst into tears and hugged me sobbing. "You are perfect!
All I see is Nichola even through the swelling and bruising; thank you,
oh, thank you for agreeing to this crazy plan"
When I heard this I was strangely satisfied, it seems that I now look
entirely like Nichola's twin sister!
Gwen then spoke, "I understand that you cannot speak due to you surgery.
William, or should I say your father has filled me in on the rather
strange circumstances that make you require my help" I nodded and typed
'what I need is help in becoming a female, help to act like Nichola'
Gwen nodded and continued, "What I can do is suggest to you under
hypnosis things you need to know to respond as Nichola, you will still be
fully aware of who you really are, no one can erase that but what I will
suggest will enable you to function as Nichola."
Again I nodded and typed 'I don't know if you are aware that Amy and I
are an item, could you suggest to me that I will not be jealous if she
see's other men?' Amy gasped and cried out; "you don't have to do this, I
don't want anyone but you!"
I smiled gently and typed 'and I don't want anyone else but you, but be
sensible you are an attractive girl, you cannot be a hermit while I have
fun as Nichola - can you?"
Gwen broke into this bickering saying, "I can suggest this but I cannot
force you into doing anything your conscious self would not do, do you
understand this?"
I nodded and wrote a message for her to include this when she hypnotises
me; and asked her if we could start.
Mum and Amy left and Gwen closed the curtains, she made me lie down on
the bed to get comfortable, the room was comfortably warm so it didn't
take long for me to become relaxed.
Gwen started talking to me, her voice was melodic, I wondered when she
would use the pendant or whatever to put me into a trance. It was a
really comforting feeling and I relaxed even more, it was so comfortable,
like I was floating of a big cushion of cloud, my eyes closed by them
selves and I drifted on what seemed like a cloud of contentment.
"Nichola, Nichola dear come on wake up." I heard the voice calling my
name, damn I must have fallen asleep I thought, we'll have to go through
it all again.
Nichola sweetheart, remember the doctor says you mustn't talk, now open
your eyes.
My eye's opened and I saw Gwen, Mum and Amy looking at me, Mum squeezed
my arm and reminded me that I couldn't talk until my throat had healed a
bit more, I looked around and picked up my i-pad and typed 'sorry for
falling asleep, do we have to do it again?' Gwen gave a broad grin,
replying "no Nichola, everything has been done, it's up to you now, but
if you can fill out this question sheet for me.
She handed me a sheet of paper and a book to rest on, the questionnaire
started: -
Name: without thinking I filled in Nichola Elizabeth McKinnon;
Date of birth 11th September 1990: age 23: Sex Female;
School attended - Rye St Anthony girl's school:
University St Anne's Collage Oxford:
Hobbies Horse riding, hockey, jogging, keep fit, Opera, the Ballet, also
shopping and clothes.
The questions went on and without thinking I was answering as Nichola,
even though my head knew I shouldn't know these answers, I did it was
second nature to me, also I knew that really I was a man, but now I was a
confident sexy woman, the emotions going on in my head were
indescribable, I realised that I knew Nichola's life, her life was now
mine!
I handed back to questionnaire and typed 'this is amazing I know all this
but I shouldn't,' then I noticed my writing on the questionnaire somehow
instead of my usual scrawl I was writing in a rounded feminine style! I
typed ' how did you change my writing, how did you manage this?'
Gwen smiled at me and explained "If you look at the time Nichola, you
were under hypnosis for nearly 3 hours, you thought you were asleep! All
of these suggestions have been made to allow you to be your new self, as
for your writing, I suggested that you write more lady like and rounded,
sometimes this works sometimes it doesn't, in your case it worked."
Now it was my turn to smile as I typed 'this is going to make things so
much easier for me, I cannot thank you enough'
Gwen squeezed my arm and said "It's my pleasure Nicky, now if you watch
the make up DVD that Chloe and I have produced soon you will recognise
faces from your new life, and the tapes you listen to every night will
also act as more pieces of the jigsaw of your new life."
With that she hugged my Mum and Amy saying, "If you need any more
assistance, William knows how to contact me." And with that she left.
Mum came and hugged me saying "well baby, welcome to your new life" I
hugged her back feeling a surge of love for my Mum?????
Just how many changes have been made to me? It seemed to be perfectly
natural for me to accept her as my Mother and when I looked at Amy I
realised that my initial reaction was to love her as a sister, even
though deep down in another life, (or so it seemed) we had been lovers.
As I was contemplating this the door opened and a nurse entered, it's
time to redo your dressings and apply some ointment, as it was nearly
five in the afternoon, Mum and Amy kissed me goodbye and left promising
to see me tomorrow, the nurse then got to work, changing the dressing on
my nose, chin and throat, also on my hips and buttocks and finally my
breasts, though the incisions at the side was very small and bruising was
minimal. As she worked she chatted away, telling me that after the
doctors rounds tomorrow I was going to wear a sports bra with minimal
dressing, just some padding to prevent the wound from rubbing, she also
commented that she thought that the dressings on my face may be removed
tomorrow.
She then rubbed some ointment onto my legs groin and arms, explaining
that it was to soothe the rash cased by the aggressive hair removal.
I must admit that I wondered what she was thinking with me an obvious
male with very feminine features and attributes, nurses, bless them must
see life in all it's rich aspects as she was thoroughly professional.
Next was teatime, again soft food a bowl of soup and a large bowl of
trifle - yummy.
After this I settled down to read my (Nichola's) diary's from the time
since she started working to when she had her breakdown.
When Mum said they were comprehensive she wasn't kidding, every thought
and experience was captured on the pages, each day was a double page with
small pictures of the people she was talking about, her feeling towards
them and how they interacted, it was beyond compulsive it was obsessive
diary keeping.
But it made fascinating reading and I realised that if I could take just
some of this in it would make the transition so much easier.
I read the diary for two hours, then I practiced my new signature for an
hour, at first it looked nothing like, but after a while things started
to come together, I also practiced my writing style my new feminine
writing made this easier and I reckoned that after a week or so this
would become second nature.
By now I was feeling sleepy, it had been a long and exciting day, so I
got ready for bed, cleaned my teeth and moisturised where I could.
Out of curiosity I looked around the bed and found the CD, it looked like
it was on a continuous loop play so I would learn as I slept so to speak,
tomorrow I would start the DVD on make up, with that I went to sleep, my
first day as a woman! (Sort of).
The nurse woke me up at seven in the morning, (what is it about hospitals
and early mornings?) and while I washed, cleaned my teeth and again
moisturised where I could I commented that I would be glad when I could
get a shower, the nurse said that with luck that would be later on today
after the doctor had seen me.
Breakfast, again soft food, fruit compote and scrambled eggs - all helps
the diet I am on, then back to reading my diaries.
As I said earlier these made fascinating reading, it was Nichola's life
in a book, or my life as it is now.
At ten doctor Jackson arrived and looked at my wounds, he pronounce that
he was happy that they were healing well and had a good scab over them,
he left the dressings off and I asked him about a shower, he told me that
as long as I was careful not to disturb the incisions I could go for it,
he gave me some ointment for putting on my wounds and some salve to put
on where my body had been subject to the laser and electrolysis.
After my shower I slipped on the sports bra the hospital had supplied it
felt great supporting my breasts, but I decided that I must get some
fashionable bras then I changed my pyjamas into a crimson satin bottom
and top with lace trim, again they felt wonderful against my skin, so
soft and so sensual.
After this my recovery in hospital, Mum and Amy visited on the Thursday,
and I continued to learn all about my new persona, through chit chat and
the diary, another thing I found out was that I loved the Opera and the
Ballet also fine dining, luckily at present I had no male interest, but
there were a few in the recent past.
Finally it was Friday and the day I was to go home Dr. Jackson gave me a
final check over and pronounced me ready to go home, he said he would
phone Dad to give him instructions on my recovery.
Amy arrived with some clean knickers for me and I dressed in the same
mushroom coloured silk/wool wrap skirt and pink sheer blouse with chiffon
sleeves, putting my nude hold up stockings on was heaven with my oh so
silky smooth legs, and my by the time I had my 4" black patent shoes on I
felt absolutely fantastic and female.
Amy also brought a large pair of shaded glasses to hide my bruised eyes,
I slipped on my ? padded coat and linked arms with Amy I left the
hospital, saying a fond goodbye to the nurses. Nichola had arrived!
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