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Day 1
I was prepped and laid down on the stretcher. I had no idea what to
expect. "Medical Testing: Genetic Alterations-Gender Switch" was the ad.
A dozen or so applied. Mostly men who suffered from gender dysphoria.
Me? I had days like that, too, but I came to grips with my gender a long
time ago. Besides, the worse that could happen was death, and they
guaranteed that wouldn't happen. Changing my gender genetically wouldn't
do anything...at least I thought so. I planned on walking out with an
easy 500 dollars. So, there I was, on the stretcher, being moved into a
room ahead, counting backwards from ten...nine...eight...seven...ssssix...
ff....
I woke up in a large bed with pink veiling, baby pink satin bedsheets and
comforter, wearing matching satin panties and nightee. I sat up with some
confusion and felt my hair: long and blonde. That was odd. I saw I was
in a four-poster bed in the middle of a pink little girls room. I also
realized I was completely hairless besides my scalp hair, and had soft
pale white skin, slender fingers with light pink painted nails, and
noticed my toes looked similar.
A woman of substantial size and height came into the room. She was an
older woman with a traditional housemaids dress and apron in black and
white, long sleeved and clearly designed for day-long cleaning
obligations. Sliding out of bed, I tried to speak. I could not. My
voice was missing. She told me that I was to be bathed and dressed by
her, and that her name was Agatha. I simply nodded and was lead into an
adjoining bathroom. She helped me into the tub and washed my clearly
femininized body with luxurious floral scented soap, rinsed me off and had
me step out. She towel dried me with a heavy pink towel that felt very
soft. She rubbed lotion all over my body that smelled like the bath soap
- rose, perhaps. Maybe Orchid. Not too sure. She lead me out to the
bedroom again and had me stand for a minute as she retrieved my clothing.
This whole time I kept thinking to myself "Why am I letting this strange
woman I've never met bathe and dress me?" I couldn't help myself, really.
I felt - compelled to obey, but not in a bad way. Agatha came back and
slid up some lavender colored satin panties, and then helped me into a
matching satin padded push-up bra. I looked down at my crotch and notice
my penis is there but it's stuck bent behind me. I went to touch it but
Agatha snapped her fingers. It caught my attention, so I continued to be
dressed without incident. She slid a matching satin slip over my head and
adjusted the little shoulder straps, then had me sit on a stool.
Agatha began to apply a little bit of makeup to my face. I wasn't even
bothered by this for some reason, so I just complied and allowed her to
continue. She used some mascara on my eyes, a little bit of rouge on my
cheeks and a touch of light pink lipstick. She cooed at me and said I
looked pretty, then had me stand to wear my dress. First came the corset.
It was a darker shade of lavender, but equally satin and frilly. It came
up to just under my padded bra. She began to tighten the corset and
didn't stop until she heard me gasping for air. She told me all
princesses need to have a good figure for future gentlemanly encounters.
My eyes went wide. "Princess?" I thought. "Seriously!?"
Agatha helped me step into a pair of tights that were white and made my
legs look dollish. Lastly, she had me step into a gown that reminded me of
a purple dress from a little girls cartoon. It had short balloon puff
sleeves, a peter pan collar in white, came up to the collar (no cleavage)
and pretty little white bows on the hem of my skirt. She then buttoned me
up in the back and tied a large white ribbon into a bow behind me around
my waist. Then she had me sit down again. She slipped a pair of 3-inch
lavender pumps on my feet, and then lavender satin opera gloves. Finally,
she brushed my hair into an updo with my side bangs free to hang, spritzed
with a glitter spray, and finished with my very own tiara. Then she added
a touch of perfume that smelled like a sweet flower and told me to stand
up. I did, then curtsied to her. She smiled in approval, took my hand
and lead me out the door into the upper hall of what I'd soon call a
castle and my home as a princess.
Nadine
- 01.07.2021
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