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The Process
All my life I had learned one thing and that I wasn't like anyone else,
but I wanted to be normal just like them. That is why I was here. That
was why I had volunteered for this Process. The first few days they
measured everything about me made me faint with how many samples I had to
give up. I knew that I was five four, one hundred and thirty five
pounds. That I had only ten percent body fat. I wasn't that strong and
every boy my age was bigger than me. Even the ones who were my size were
stronger and faster. I hated my body and this process would make it
better. Make me liked by all the girls. After all the tests they
started giving me shakes to drink with my meals. They were a bit salty,
but they said I would get used to them. It has been a week since this
all started and I still don't like them. Nothing has changed for me and
with all the exercise they have been making me do I feel sore.
What I really liked was that I was with a girl the first time the first
night and every night since. The feelings are amazing and they desired
me. Me! Of all people they could want they did it with me. They lined
us up and the girl came out and picked me out of all the other girls.
Tonight was a bit different as I got to pick the girl. I wasn't sure
which to pick, but I thought back on the nights before and I chose the
girl about my height, but with red hair instead of my brown. Her bright
green eyes pulled me in and she had such a cute face with perfect lips.
Not thin or too thick just nice and full without looking fake. I loved
kissing them and how they made me shiver when they touched my skin. I
looked down at her breasts and they were not too small or too big. Big
enough to just barely able to pass the pencil test and perfect for he
body. What I liked the most was her butt. It was round and tight not
flat or too big. It just went from the back and popped out and sucked
back in as it got to her legs. A bubble butt with a shelf someone told
me once. Her legs were very nice. Even at her height they looked long
and her feet were tiny and I was embarrassed as mine were not much
bigger.
She was cute and sexy and perfect. She smelled perfect in every way and
we did things many more things than the other girls. I stayed hard
through the first two times I came. I was so giddy that I could make her
orgasm over and over. She lost total control at the end and passed out.
Though I have no idea what happened after that. I just woke up this
morning with them doing something with me. I don't know why and they
were very determined to keep me quiet. They just told me they had to do
this or what happened next would damage it. I am talking about my penis
and balls. They moved them up from what I could feel it hurt slightly
and then nothing. The people in the suits mumbled between each other
which made this embarrassing. Then they tugged my penis down and I
thought for sure that I would get big, and I didn't want that. I knew
the two in the suit were men. I wasn't gay. Then they had pulled on my
sack on either side of my deflated penis. It felt strange and cold as
they applied something to the skin. It felt like they wrapped the skin
around my penis. The air was a bit cold and when they put some kind of
cream on my groin all I could fee was the tip.
I was finally allowed to move as they released me. I looked down to see
that my penis and balls were gone. I really looked like a girl down
there, but as I felt it I found the smallest part of the tip of my penis
was there so I still had it. I was worried cause Gina the girl I had
last night wanted to sleep with me again tonight. Thoughts of her should
have gotten me hard, but no reactions now.
"Subject 15001 please step through to the next room." I turned beat red
realizing that they had watched my reaction. The two suited men made
noises I was sure was laughter. I moved forward into the next room that
was a bit warmer. A suited figure came to me and sprayed this substance
all over my body. It was cold and hot at the same time. I couldn't
smell it as I had these tubs in my nose giving me air. My mouth was
glued shut. I had protested the need for doing that, but they told me I
didn't want to drink the stuff I would be going into. I had these
goggles glued to my eyes. Not really goggles as they were no more than
lenses. I could feel them each time I blinked. The substance came
faster and my short hair fell away off my body. If I could have I would
have gasped in shock, but with what they did before I only inhaled
deeply. Several different sprays washed over my body clearing out the
spray that had burned and cooled at the same time. Air hit me and a
device found all the resistant hair and it jabbed me with a needle for
each one it found. My skin was so smooth and the air felt strange colder
as it moved over my bare skin. I saw my reflection against one of the
machines and I thought I looked like a underweight girl down there.
They moved me on before I could get more than a glance. Then I saw the
tank. Well not really a tank as it was a pool. I had to walk inside
myself willingly. I had to think the whole time that this is what I
wanted. They said if I didn't think that it wouldn't work right. I had
the will to look normal to be liked by the guys and the girls to feel
normal to feel like I belonged. Once I was changed I was sure that no
one would pick on me like they did before. I would have friends that
were not over twice my weight. Thin and dim they called us. Wiener and
bun, Slim Jim and Pudding Bob the Blob, and other names that were worse.
Bob had entered the facility as well. I wish I could talked to him at
some point to tell him how good this was for me. I wanted to know if he
was having such an interesting experience as I was having. My first step
into the pool brought me back to what was happening.
It felt like a thick syrup as the skin slowly went numb and I could no
longer feel my skin. Each step was a trail in staying upright as I had
only my eyes to make sure I was placing my feet correctly. They told me
it would be okay to fall, but for everything to work properly I had to
walk in slowly. The slow part wasn't hard just the ability to stand. As
it got to my thighs the fluid was hard to move in. it felt only tight on
my numb legs. As it passed over my groin I felt shocked enough that I
don't really remember the next few steps until it reached my chest. The
pressure made it harder to breath even with the increase of the air flow.
One step breath, one step breath, went through my head as the fluid moved
up my body and then over my shoulders. It felt tight on my throat and
then like it was choking me. The though fought with the knowledge of the
air that was pumping into my lungs. My head finally went under and I was
fully inside the fluid. I could feel nothing from my skin and the only
thing I could hear was my heart beating and even that not very well. I
could only feel the air going in and out of my nose. The room went dark
like they said it would and I thought it would last forever, but as I was
about to panic I saw the girl I was with last night.
I smiled as I thought of her and what we were doing calmed me. The
Memory of her touch made me shiver. The whispers in my ear of her not
wanting to wait to see me after I came out. I knew I loved her. I
couldn't explain how I felt. I wanted her with all my heart I wanted to
feel her next to me all the time. I wanted to get to know everything
about her. So much so that I knew how she felt. How her body felt. I
wanted to feel her joy, pain, sorrow, anger and laughter. I moved
forward as I felt the pull on my nose tubes. I struggled against the
fluid. They said it would be easier and I didn't feel that it was so.
Still it got easier as the fluid oozed from my head and I slowly came out
of the pool. I still couldn't or see very well. I was guided to the
next room slowly as it felt I was walking on marshmallows. They were
very patient as it got even harder to move as the thick fluid must be
drying. It felt like I was in a rubber suit. Slowly the feeling started
to come back to my skin as they peeled the dried fluid off of my arms and
legs. The pins and needles sensation was really bad and I so much wanted
to scream. I couldn't as my mouth was covered by the rubberize fluid.
My lips were no longer glued, but I still couldn't scream as the air had
nowhere to go. I think they waited for my face last so that they didn't
have to hear me scream. Sound came back as the rubber was removed from
my ears. As they pulled the rubber off my head I felt every hair as it
slowly came off. I still couldn't see but the feeling of hair knowing
that I had seen it wash away was not as odd as feeling it hit my raw skin
down to the middle of my back when the pulling stopped.
How could my hair grow so fast? I was only in the tank for a few minutes
wasn't I? The stuff on my face was the worst. My hair on my eyebrows
hurt like hell and around my eyes and all over my face the little hairs
were pulled out along with the mask. The lenses came free as they pulled
passed them that I could see was not happening as they pored this water
stuff over my eyes while telling me to open and close them. The rubber
was cut away for the final part still covering my nose and mouth. I
found it fascinating how they did it. My mouth was free, so I could
scream now, but my throat felt raw. They let me sip something and it
felt so good cool and refreshing like I hadn't had anything to drink in
like forever. Taking the tubes out was only noticed as I had to work a
bit to breath. I was so used to the air just being forced into my lungs
that it was a real effort to inhale the first time. I saw stars as I
finally remembered how to breath.
"That's it subject 15001. Breath, just think about breathing." These
were the first words I heard correctly since I left the pool. A female
voice pleasing to my ears. She sounded so much clearer than before and I
smiled as I had trouble with my ears. That I could see even the smallest
letters on the sign twenty feet away.
"G, 6, 2, S, Y, B, 4, 20/10 vision line. Copyright 1972." She moved up
to the sign looked at in and came back.
"Very impressive, but the copyright is 1992." Her smile was brief but
amazing. I really liked the color she had on her lips. I wanted to kiss
her as I laughed. My voice felt and sound different. I was no longer
talking through my nose. It was clear and soft. Not as deep as they had
said it would be, but I thought it was the thin air in the room. I was
still having trouble breathing. I was lead into the next room and blood
was drawn and other things tested. My reaction to a hammer around my
knees and other spots. Every touch sent shocks over my body. They
talked and I followed their directions. Other things I just tuned out.
They finally put me in this robe and tied the waist closed with a sash.
It felt too high on my waist, but at the same time it felt normal. They
put slippers on my feet and I marveled at my straight toes and the
perfect nails. Several of my toes had been broken and I had constant
pain and trouble with ingrown nails.
The slippers barely covered my toes as they felt really soft over my
feet. I went to the next room and I was put in a chair and a woman
washed, cut, and dried my hair. I really liked how it was curly and red.
I felt puzzled as to why she left it long as it still went to the middle
of my back. I also wondered why their had been no mirrors in the room.
I was brought into the next room where my nails on my feet and hands were
properly trimmed.
"Are they not a bit long and why are you putting on nail polish?"
"It is just clear coat baby, and it will protect them as they are too
soft right now." Her face was bright and pretty. I liked how her lip
stick made her smile brighter. The next room after that I was again
naked as they laid me down on a table and gave me a massage with all this
nice smelling lotion. It felt really good on my skin and the slight
burning feeling faded as the smell of flowers invaded my nose. I
wondered why I wasn't sneezing like crazy as always happened when I
smelled strong perfume? That I didn't made me feel strange and a good
feeling grew in the center of my stomach. They let me dress in the robe
again before I moved to the next room. I felt my arms and my skin was so
soft. Not dry and rough like I always had problems with my skin as well.
It felt strange as the robe touched my legs and moved from one leg to the
other as it swayed from side to side. I kept moving my hair back as it
dropped in front of my face forcing me to hold my head up and back.
The fabric rubbed my chest oddly as well. That feeling faded as I again
had to remove everything. They gave me a silky tee shirt and shorts. I
wanted to protest as they were not for a guy to wear, but the woman just
shook her head as her finger crossed her lips. I stepped into the
offered garment. It came down to my knees and was ruffled. I was
wearing a skirt!
"Hey why am I wearing a skirt? Can't I get a pair of jeans?"
"Your body is not ready for any rough fabric or tight clothing. Don't
worry about it. Here sit down so I can put on these shoes." I sat and
she had several pairs. She fitting each one and the pair she choose
looked odd as they barely covered the toes and a strap came over my arch.
They felt great so I didn't complain. I just wished my hair would stay
back as it fell again forward forcing me to push it back behind my ears.
She helped me up as I wobbled a bit as I stood. The lift the shoes gave
me made me feel taller, and after a few steps I had no problems walking.
The skirt moved a bit more to each side, but once my skin adjusted I
could take it off for normal clothes. Yet another room and I was sat
down again and this lady put all these different cards to various spots
on my face. She than put another lotion all over and then in certain
spots.
"Hey is this makeup?" The brush in her hand told me I was right.
"Yes but you are going in front of a camera and you don't want to look
like a ghost now would you?"
I let the air I was holding for further protest out. She was right as I
remember how odd it looked when people didn't have makeup on. I wanted
to protest again as she put lipstick on me with her brush, but the hold
she had on my chin and if I moved I would mess it up. Plus the taste of
grape tickled my tongue when I ran it lightly over them. I couldn't help
but smile as they directed me to the next room. She was right that they
had cameras and very bright lights. I had totally forgot I was wearing a
skirt, but I was feeling too good to stop smiling. I looked around as
others stepped out on the stage. The flashes of the camera focus on me
turned to each new person as they came out. Two girls to my left and
three guys to my right. The girls looked hot with one of them with
blonde hair and the other black. I turned and looked at the guys like
myself and they looked strong and muscled. I hoped I looked as good as
they did. I wondered only slightly that they didn't wear skirts.
The loose shorts were not that long to cover up their muscled legs and
the tight tanks showed of the toned muscles of their chests and didn't
hide their abs. Their bare muscled arms were not too big and looked just
right. The feeling in my stomach and the increased beating of my heart
countered the objection that they got to wear tight clothing. The camera
flashes stopped as one of the doctors came out on the stage.
"Please no more pictures. You don't want to scare away your readers."
Laughter echoed through the room. The doctor was not that bad looking.
Older but with a distinguished look. A few flashes did go off as he
paused. "Now these brave volunteers are the first success of our test.
This is the result of years of study development and testing. You see
the pictures in your fliers of what they looked like before but you do
not know who they are now, so let me introduce them starting on this
side. You have Bradley Garret." The cameras flashed again as the crowd
clapped along with oh's and ah's. "Robert Simon." This was my best
friend and I was glad that he was no longer fat and so surprised I did
recognize him until they said his name. I clapped louder for him as he
waved. "Alexis Jackson." The clapping continued but slowly faded in
shock. The boy looked confused and afraid. He opened his mouth several
times as he looked at his body. The color came back to his face as he
shrugged just before a smile grew on his face. I wondered what they were
shocked about as the doctor turned to the first girl. "Amanda Price."
Then to the second girl as the applause started to fade. "Lana
Davidson." They clapped for her as well. Now it was my turn and my smile
widened as I felt giddy. "Jemma Nolan."
The room went silent as my face blanked I was James Nolan. I screamed
loudly silencing the room to match the silence my ears gave me as I
couldn't hear my own scream. Every detail I had ignored came to me the
shoes with lift were high heeled Mary Jane shoes. The smooth hairless
thin legs of a girl. The skirt brushing lightly against my thighs the
shorts that were made of silk. The polish on my fingers as the white of
a French tips came into focus. The long curly red hair, and the makeup
on my face covered the loss of blood. I looked at my chest wondering how
I had missed these mounds that shouldn't be there. They were nice, but
better on the girl who I picked. Slowly I saw that same girl from
different parts of my body. The sick feeling faded as I began to cry,
but at the same time little noises escaped from my throat. I was
giggling. Truly giggling. A feeling welled up inside of me and tore
free. My knees gave way as I stumbled to remain standing. I
straightened as pleasure burst out over my body in a wave. I was a girl.
My inner image brought out for all the world to see.
I felt free.
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