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Nurse Jane
By Cheryl Lynn
A forced feminization tale but I think more of a horror story. The usual
disclaimers apply and unauthorized use strictly forbidden. Not for the
sweet sentimental reader so be warned. Constructive comments are always
welcome at [email protected].
Nurse Jane
David Samuels was driving down the farm road in the middle of nowhere in
a torrential rainstorm. The windshield wipers were thump-thwacking
loudly on high and not helping all that much. He could barely see past
his hood in the downpour. Driving as fast as he could, he still had at
least another hour before reaching the nearest motel. He was dog tired,
his eyes red and swollen from concentration. It was pitch black outside
with only lightening to brighten up the sky. Off to his left were miles
and miles of either forest or ranch land. To his right a raging torrent
in what was normally a dry river bed and the occasional tree.
He was going to his Aunt Martha's place to get some peace and quite. She
was his mother's older sister and a good friend. When his mother passed
away two years ago, she stepped in and brought him comfort and
compassion. He was always welcome at her remote farm and he enjoyed
staying there especially when he was troubled.
"Damnit, I can't see shit in this! Fuck! Fuck! Why did I have to come
out in this shit? Damn you Gloria, this is all your fault," he cursed
wiping his arm across his tied eyes.
Earlier he had a big fight with his girlfriend of two years. It had
gotten to the point where he wanted to hit her. Instead, he turned,
grabbed his keys and hit the road. It looked like rain but he didn't
care. All he wanted was to get the hell away from her and her incessant
demands for him to set a date. Just because she was pregnant didn't mean
they had to get married. Hell, he knew plenty of people who weren't
married and still had a brood of kids. Why did she have to be so
stubborn?
He had been driving for six hours and exhaustion was getting the better
of him. He rubbed his eyes once again, when he could see, his eyes went
wide. There just at the edge of vision stood a cow in the middle of the
road. Not thinking, just reacting, he hit the brakes. The car
immediately hydroplaned, he over corrected, then nothing.
Ooo
David slowly regained consciousness, his head bleeding. Everything was
dark but could see movement. Forcing open his door with a loud metal on
metal screech, he stumbled out. His car had rammed head on into a very
large old willow tree, the movement he had seen were the withering lithe
branches of the willow. The branches completely hid the car from the
road way. He stepped around the back of the car, slipped on the wet
grass of the river's embankment and slid waist deep into the muddy
churning waters. Grasping at anything in desperation, he found the
willow's branches and with a grunt pulled himself to safety. Carefully
he made his way safely to the farm road. He was soaked through and
through, caked with mud and shivering from the cold.
He stood cursing to high heaven for a few moments before deciding to head
down the road. He had very little hope that some other idiot would be
out driving in this rain and would pick him up. Looking down to keep the
rain out of his eyes and wrapping his arms around his torso began
walking. David didn't know how long he walked but knew that if he didn't
find shelter soon would be in a world of hurts.
He was shivering fiercely and didn't have a dry spot on his body when he
saw a wavering dim light not too far away on his left. Praying that it
was a farm house or at least a barn staggered towards it. As he neared,
a brilliant flash of lightening lit up the sky giving him a good view of
the Victorian styled house. There was a light coming from above the
front door. Using the last bit of his strength and determination reached
the door and banged its large brass dragon shaped knocker, once, twice
then collapsed in a heap, the last of his strength gone.
Ooo
David slowly become conscious, his eyelids fluttered open only to squeeze
shut in the bright light. Groaning, he tried to raise an arm to cover
his eyes but it felt like lead. Keeping his eyes closed let his mind
take in his body and surroundings. He ached all over, had a fever but
otherwise seemed okay. He was laying on a soft comforting mattress and
what felt like silk sheets. He tried to sit up but discovered that he
was restrained around the chest and his left arm securely fastened down.
Opening his eyes he noticed an IV in his left arm.
"What's going on?" he thought as he raised his head and looked around the
room.
David shook his head trying to get the cobwebs out but only made the dull
ache flare into intense pain. Moaning loudly he dropped his head back
onto the pillow and squeezed his eyes tightly as a wave of dizziness and
pain overwhelmed him. Groaning he didn't notice someone inject something
into the IV and passed into blissful unconsciousness.
His eyes fluttered a few times before he came fully awake. He saw a
fuzzy shape hovering over him. Blinking a couple of times, the figure
became clear. It was an elderly woman hovering over him pressing a cold
cloth to his forehead. Her deeply tanned face was wrinkled and unadorned
with any makeup. She had long mostly gray hair hanging in tight braids
almost touching his chest. What was striking about the old woman, were
her intense blue eyes. Seeing that he was awake, she gave him a tight
thin lipped smile.
"How do you feel?"
"Like I was hit by a train," he managed to croak.
She put a straw to his lips. The cool water rushed into his mouth and
down his parched throat. "What...," he started to say but hushed by the
woman.
"No, don't go talking. I had to put a tube down your throat to open the
airway. You were about to meet your maker when I found you at my door
step. The worse case of hypothermia I've ever seen plus a bit mangled.
With the weather like it was last week I figured some kind of car
accident. I went out after the storm to check but couldn't find no
wreck. Now I'm going to give you another sedative so you can sleep a bit
more then we'll talk later."
"A week? I've been out that long?" were his last thoughts before
blackness overtook him.
Ooo
When she found David crumpled at her front door, Jane initially mistook
the thin long haired youth for a girl. If she didn't have that old
wheelchair folded up in the hall closet, probably wouldn't have been able
to get him into the house. She knew he was almost dead from exposure and
quickly dumped him into the tub of hot water to bring his temperature up.
It wasn't until she cut away his clothing while he soaked in the tub that
she discovered her error in judgment. He might have been small and thin
of stature but she was impressed by the girth and length of his flaccid
penis and tennis ball sized scrotum. She didn't waste time looking at
his manhood, it was too important to get his inner core temperature up.
Working quickly she gave him a warm water enema while still in the bath
using a butt plug to stop any discharge. He grunted when she drove the
plug home but didn't wake.
She leaned back on her heels smiling broadly. "So you don't like taking
it up the ass do you?" she thought.
When his temperature rose to a safe level, she dried him off before
sitting him on the toilet. He was out cold and limp as a wet dish rag
straining the old woman's abilities to the limit. Finally she had him in
the spare bedroom and placed the IV in his arm. The normal saline
solution would keep him hydrated, deliver an antibiotic and sedative.
She then bandaged the cut on his forehead and cleaned the other minor
scrapes.
In the morning she went out in search of what she believed a car
accident. She found the car by pure chance as the northerly wind whipped
the thick limps of the big willow revealing brief glimpses of the red
car. Once she had checked it out, decided it was her guest's. The key
was still in the ignition and turned off. She turned it on but only the
dashboard lit up. Smiling she forced the transmission into neutral and
got out of the car quickly, pushing on the door frame as hard as she
could. She watched with a broad smile as the car slid down and
disappeared in the brown raging waters.
"Now I've got you my pretty," she crackled as she got back into her car
and sped away.
Ooo
Jane was orphaned early in life and sent to live with a reclusive uncle.
In return for room and board he forced himself on her, taking her
virginity and dignity by physical assault. Her first and only date was
her junior prom as with her uncle she was forced into doing sexual
favors. Graduating she left with scholarship in hand for nursing school.
Again graduating with honors, she quickly found employment as a surgical
nurse. Within a few years she could have stepped in for any surgeon but
treated by the doctors like nothing more than a waitress cleaning tables.
Back then she was very good looking but her hatred of the male population
prevented a normal relationship. In time she met a woman, slightly
older, who shared her hatred. That woman also taught her the ways of
Sappho of Lesbos. She was content for a time until her lover's murder by
a rapist. She was not a stupid woman, closer to the crazed genius level
of intelligence but the loss of her lover drove her hatred of men to near
madness.
With her lover dead, she left both her job and the big city to return to
the old farm house once owned by her hated uncle. He had left it and the
one hundred acres of citrus trees to her. After cleaning out anything
and everything that reminded her of him, she took to taking long walks
through the fragrant trees. During one of those strolls she came across
migrant workers plucking the ripe fruit. Seeing the women, some pregnant
doing the heavy labor decided to give them medical assistance. She
refused to see male patients unless it was a matter of life or death.
Over the years she was midwife, doctor and psychiatrist, all done without
a license to practice in the privacy of her large house. Hearing their
stories of abuse and neglect only reaffirmed her hatred of men.
Eventually she sold off the citrus portion of the farm but still saw to
the women of the migrant camp when they showed up. She was well loved by
the Latino women, some in a physical way but she remained a very bitter
somewhat crazed woman. She was wealthy from the sale of the land and her
hatred of men a fiery blaze in her heart. Now with David captive in her
house and with absolutely no one the wiser, she could take out some of
that hatred.
Ooo
Arriving at the house satisfied no one would suspect her of harboring
David, she got him on a gurney. She wheeled him into her surgical suite
and spent the next seven hours making a change here and a change there.
She kept him sedated for a week then let him come to semi-consciousness
for a brief period before putting him back under.
Back in her surgical suite she had him on his stomach working between the
cheeks on his anus. When she finished it looked amazingly like the
entrance to a vagina with nice puffy lips. Next she moved down to his
lower legs and shortened his Achilles tendons. Whistling a happy tune
she wheeled him back to his bed.
"Thank you Esmeralda for that delicious idea," she thought.
Esmeralda was one of the women she treated for a tear in her anal
passage. During the procedure Jane was surprised to see she also had a
penis and scrotum. She wanted to kick herself for treating a male but he
had her completely fooled until then. Jane almost felt sorry for him
when he told her he was the new unwilling camp whore. Apparently he
wasn't macho enough for his father. He was too frail to do the heavy
labor of the men, the family needed money and the camp whores made good
money.
Ooo
David woke to pain. Nothing serious but he hurt all over. He was
disorientated for a few moments then remembered the accident. He tried
to sit up but was firmly secured in place. Looking around he vaguely
recognize the room and wondered why he was still bound to the bed. It
really wasn't until he noticed the big mound on his chest that he became
scared.
"Wha...what...hap...happened?" he hoarsely whispered.
Again a straw was placed to his lips and he sucked greedily for the cool
refreshing water. Feeling better but still scared, he managed to speak
louder, "What happened and where am I?"
"You were in a bad accident and nearly managed to kill yourself with
hypothermia. You're just lucky to have found my place and I was able to
save you. It was touch and go there for awhile but you'll live."
"Yeah, I remember crashing into that big tree and the rain but nothing
much after that. Who are you?"
"Call me Nurse Jane and this is my home. You've been here almost a
month now but you need to stay in bed. I still have a bit of work to do
on you. Guess you're a might hungry by now so relax and I'll get you
something to eat."
Refried black beans, rice and small orange he didn't consider food but
ate every bit. "I've got you on a soft diet for now, just until your
system recovers. Unless you start to feel a great deal of pain, I won't
sedate you any more. Now let me address your health issues. First, you
damaged your pelvic region and I had to stop the bleeding. Next, your
Achilles tendons were torn and I repaired those best I could. Your two
lower ribs were crushed beyond salvage. Right now you have a catheter
and anal drain to remove body wastes. Other than that you are healing
nicely and should be up and around in a few days. Have any questions?"
"Questions? Yeah, like what is this big heavy lump doing on my chest and
why my skin looks reddish brown?"
"Nothing to worry about but you will find out soon enough. Now I have
other matters to attend to but I'll adjust your position so you can watch
the television."
She raised the back of the bed and David felt the weight on his chest sag
downward. Jane went over to the television and played a DVD on Migrant
Workers telling him to watch it closely. She left the room before he
could complain and for some reason watched the program closely.
"I don't give a shit about this kind of show so why can't I take my eyes
off it?"
It wasn't until Jane came back into the room and turned off the set that
David snapped back out of his trance. She brought him a tray with his
lunch on it. It wasn't any more substantial than breakfast consisting of
refried black beans, rice and two small corn tortillas. For some reason
he didn't question the strange mix of food and ate every morsel. As he
finished eating she injected something into his IV then inserted a new
DVD into the player and turned it on.
"I could have sworn I just had breakfast and I've never eaten those kinds
of beans before. What the....she's put some weird porno on," he thought as
she left the room telling him to pay close attention. Again he couldn't
take his eyes off the Brazilian chick with a dick entertain three Latino
men.
He didn't take his eyes off the screen until Jane turned it off and gave
him his supper. Supper was the same as his lunch except the black beans
were in a soup spiced with cilantro and onions. When he had finished he
watched another DVD on Honduran culture. At bed time she injected a
sedative and another psychotropic drug. When they took effect put ear
buds into his ears and started a Spanish language recording.
For a seven days David followed the same routine and eating the same
meals. By the end of that time he was a very confused and disoriented.
It seemed like he had two different minds. In one he was David in the
other he was a Brazilian she male with a Honduran back ground and a
migrant camp follower.
"I think I'm going crazy! I've got two voices in my head! When I told
Nurse Jane she said it was a natural side effect of the drugs and not to
worry. I try not to worry but I'm scared, really scared I'm losing my
mind," he thought but cast it aside when the DVD came on. This DVD was
about Latino hair styles and fashion. The one shown after lunch was
another Brazilian she male porno. Except in this one the boy/girl had
big breasts and the action involved mostly titty fucking. The last one
was a Latino makeup application lesson.
By the end of another week David was speaking mostly in Spanish and had
asked for some makeup and clothing. Nurse Jane gave him the requested
items and allowed him to get out of bed for the first time. He was
extremely weak and had to be assisted moving around. His muscles had
atrophied and the five inch stiletto heels didn't help but he insisted on
them.
Ooo
David looked on helplessly as he pulled the scarlet nylon high cut
panties up his smooth legs. He cringed in horror not so much from the
panties but the two large D-cup sized breasts blocking his view. The
matching red satin uplift bra did nothing to ease his revulsion. A red
floral embroidered waist chinch garter belt and sheer red nylons he put
on like he had done it a thousand times. The matching heavily lace
frilled camisole and matching half slip completed his lingerie selection.
Stepping into the five inch spike heeled red patent leather pumps Jane
assisted him in moving over to the full length mirror. David's horror
quickly changed to terror as he viewed the image of a Latino woman in
bright red glistening lingerie with amazing tatas reflected back. His
mind reeled when Jane reached down and lowered his panties. His once
very impressive penis was now nothing more than a limp skinny four inches
with a very large head and ball sack. It looked a lot like the one on
that Brazilian she male he had last viewed getting titty fucked.
The terror David felt was only in a small portion of his brain. The
majority of his mind viewed the image with pride and pleasure. As
impossible as it seemed David had become a Honduran she male who loved
looking like he did. What he didn't know nor ever would was that Nurse
Jane had been feeding him a witch's brew concocted by a Honduran medicine
woman. Made of rare tropical jungle plants and animal fluids, the drug
made the mind morph into what the victim was taught to be. In David's
case all those DVDs had changed most of his mind.
He walked unassisted to the vanity where he began putting on heavy makeup
using bright colors to bring out his eyes and scarlet lipstick. His
dirty blonde hair was a total mess and all he could do with it was put it
into a high pony tail. Going over with a sexy swish to the closet he
donned a white semi-sheer V-necked balloon sleeved polyester blouse and a
very tight black satin mid-thigh straight skirt. A red wide belt with
large gold buckle completed his outfit. Back in front of the mirror
David screamed but what came out of his mouth was a husky, "Muy Bonita."
Red glamour length nailed hands reached up and cupped the breasts and
jiggled them as a large grin spread across the image's face. What
remained of David submerged even further into the recesses of his brain.
Jane handed him a pair of large red plastic hoops, a bunch of brassy
wrist bangles, several rings and a necklace of red plastic beads to put
on.
What little of David's awareness remained was screaming, "No, no this
can't be happening. What has that woman done to me? No! This can't be
real so why can't I stop doing this? This has to be a horrible
nightmare."
"Now listen to me carefully. You are Maria Gonzales Santiago and you
work in the migrant camp. Your job is to please all the men in the camp.
You don't do that and you won't get your ration of rice and beans. David
no longer exists but as a small voice to be ignored. He will try to stop
you but you will ignore him. All that matters is you earn money for your
family. Amelia will be here soon to pick you up and take you to the
camp. You will obey her always. She is your mother and will look out
for you."
The eyes of the Latino woman opened widely as she exclaimed, "Oh, me
madre she come get me. Es muy bien. Grasias Senora Jane."
Ooo
Amelia arrived as Maria was watching a DVD about the geography and
history of Honduras. "Senora Jane I come as quickly as I could. Is
Maria ready to join our camp now, yes?"
"As ready as he ever will be. I am happy you agreed to take him into
your family Amelia. Please thank your shaman Angelina for all her help."
"No need to thank us after all the years you have helped the women of the
camp. We would do anything you ask Senora. Besides with the extra money
coming in the whole family will benefit."
"Okay you ready to meet your new daughter? Come and I'll introduce you
to Maria Gonzales."
The young Latino girl looked a bit confused when introduced to her mother
but only hesitated a few seconds before rushing into her arms. Amelia
was surprised at how authentic David looked not only as a woman but as a
Latino. The only thing that stood out as different was the dirty blonde
hair. Before they left in a beat up old truck she dyed the hair black
and put it into large bristle curlers.
Maria met over twenty extended family members at the camp where he was
welcomed enthusiastically. The women and girls gave him hugs and air
kisses while the man gave a hug and slap to David's plump rear. Amelia
showed him to his new room which he would share with three other girls.
There were two old metal bunk beds with thin mattresses and dingy linens
in the small room along with a wooden desk, two wooden chairs and lamp.
At the foot and head of the bunk beds were two steamer trunks. He was
told the top bed on the right was his and opening his trunk saw that it
was half filled with clothing. It wasn't until he looked down into the
trunk that he noticed the room had a dirt floor.
Once Maria had seen the four other rooms in the wooden shack, he was
taken to where the outhouse was located. He had to pee desperately and
didn't give a second thought to sitting on the small bench seat with a
hole in the middle. From there he was shown the cafeteria/cantina where
the migrants ate their meals and partied at night.
"Maria once supper is over and you help the other women clean up it is
your responsibility to please whatever man desires you. Just you make
sure you get his money before you do anything other than kiss. You get $
2 for a blow job and $ 5 for anything else, understand? Good. Since you
are a camp whore you don't have to help prepare the meals. Spend that
time making yourself look sexy.
Maria was taken out a side entrance over to a row of four tents. Inside
his tent was a thin mattress, a bucket of water, a enameled pan and hand
towel.
"This is where you bring your man to entertain. The water is for you to
clean yourself before returning to the cantina. Make sure you have a
tampon in your purse for when you have finished for the night. Now come
I want you to meet Esmeralda. She is the one you give the money too and
you do what she says. She's the madam of the camp whores."
Esmeralda was not that pleased to see Maria but knew she would bring in a
lot of money. "With those big tits and full lips she'll make even the
real girls jealous. Make good money for her family too which will hurt
mine. I'll just make sure she gets all the roughest biggest hombres. In
a couple of weeks she'll be so stretched out none of the others will be
able to feel a thing. A cocksucker don't make that much denaro."
And so Maria/David's life as a camp whore for a migrant labor camp began.
She lived in squalor and filth subsisting on rice and beans until in time
helped with the cooking.
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