Forced to Recreation
Forced to Recreation by Tegeli I knew things were not right, when I came out of the rejuvenation treatment, not as a few years younger version of myself, but with the body of a wimpy teenager. I stared at the mirror; only the now tiny penis confirmed I was still a man, though the slim waist and wider hips were rather feminine. To be honest, it wasn't such a huge change, as I had never had the vanity to get the treatments to look particularly masculine. In truth, even if I didn't...