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The Institute by Ruth White [2/3]
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
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firm. I assume you know what I am referring to?"
"Yes, sir, I do, but can't you..."
"You don't seem to understand that we'd be the laughingstock if
this got out. The competition for clients is intense and this could
be used against us. Please pack your personal belongings and leave.
We'll pay you for another thirty days and issue you your severance."
******
Mike was distraught.Every firm in town seemed to know about his
dressing up. He was effectively blackballed from working as a
lawyer. How had the word gotten around so fast?
******
George Fisher was on the phone to Leslie van Damme.
"Well I did what you wanted, but I don't mind telling you that I
didn't like it. What that young man did was harmless and now he
won't be able to work at all."
"Don't worry, Mr. Fisher, believe me when I say that eventually it
will all turn out for the best. I want you to know that my sister and
I never forget a favor, so look for some good news in the future."
******
Mike entered his apartment building. He was down but not out.
true he had lost his job and been blackballed, but the firm had
provided a generous severance payment. He had just deposited a
check for over $30,000 in his bank account. He saw his landlady
standing inside the door.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Mills."
She said nothing, but handed a slip of paper. He read it. It
informed him that he was being evicted and that this constituted
the required 30 days notice.
"What is the problem, Mrs. Mills?"
"Oh we have heard all about your antics at night Mr. Taylor.
Dressing up as a woman and bringing home strange men for Lord
knows what kind of orgies."
"But, Mrs. Mills..."
"I'll hear nothing of your excuses. You're out!"
"You can't do this, I know my rights. I'm a lawyer."
"That's not what I hear."
"You're just trying to get me out because of the rent control so you
can raise the rent. I'll complain to the City."
"Go ahead. The nice lady who told me all about you also explained
that I could kick you out for this with no trouble."
"What lady?"
"Her name was Miss Wagner and she was most helpful."
******
Mike found himself talking with Gail, who was running his new
class at the Institute. "I just don't know what to do, Gail. I've got
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some money, but I'll never find another rent-controlled apartment
before it's all gone."
"I've got an idea, Mike. Why don't you live here?"
"Here?"
"Did I stutter? Yes, here."
"How could I?"
"Let me tell you about this place. The top floor is a penthouse for
the exclusive use of the director. The next two floors are studio
apartments for the use of staff or clients who need or desire them."
"I could live in one?"
"I think I could work it out."
"How much would it cost me?"
"Believe it or not, it's free. Just like all the services we provide.
There are some requirements, though."
This sounded too good to be true to Mike.
"What are they?"
"Well supposedly the apartments are reserved for pre-operative
transsexuals who are learning to live as women before they qualify
for surgery."
"Well, that lets me out."
"Not really. I can tell you how to beat the system. All you have to
do is say that you want to change your sex. As your counselor I'll
confirm it and get you in."
"But I don't..."
"Just hear me out. You enroll in the program. Now as you may be
aware, before anyone is allowed to change their sex they have to
live and work as woman for a year while undergoing psychological
counseling. One of the things they'll try to do is get you to change
your mind. So after a year, all you have to do is tell them you've
changed your mind. They'll even let you stay here to readjust. You
can live here for over a year rent free, and by that time maybe the
heat over your being fired will have cooled down and you can get
hired somewhere."
"And it's that easy?"
"Sure. You'll have to dress as a woman all the time and participate
in program activities. You'll have to do some work around the
institute, but you'll receive a generous stipend."
"Sounds great. Where do I sign up?"
Mike especially liked the thought being able to dress up for a year
with no trouble. He worked his way through the paperwork
applying for the program. He halted for a minute at the legal
papers. He thought twice about some of them, especially the
general power of attorney and consent for surgical procedures. "I'll
be out of here before those will ever be needed," he thought to
himself.
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When he was done, Gail shook his hand.
"Welcome, Mike. I'm sure you'll enjoy your stay. You can move
your stuff in any time."
"I'm afraid I don't have that much stuff, especially if I'm going to
live as a girl."
"Well you're gonna need it. Tell you what, I'll hook you up. Next
Monday get dressed and meet me here at ten."
******
Mike stood in line for the cashier. When it was his turn he handed
her his credit card.
"Thank you ma'am."
Mike blushed and looked at Gail who just smiled at him. He had
been surprised that morning when Gail had handed an envelope.
Opening it, he found inside credit cards for every major store in
New York; all in the name of Amanda Taylor.
"How did you ever?"
"Don't worry about it. It's just another service that comes with the
program. Our boys have to establish credit as girls so we help them
out. The Institute has guaranteed those cards so don't go too crazy
with them."
"Don't worry. I don't even know where to start."
"I figured as much. That's why I took today off. Let's go."
Mike signed the slip and took his card back, putting it in his wallet
which he then replaced in his purse.
"Thank you for shopping at Macy's," said the clerk, as she handed
Mike his parcel.
Gail had brought him here because they had pantyhose on sale.
"You'll be surprised how much you go through," she had told him.
He bought a dozen pair.
That evening Mike padded around his new apartment in his
stockinged feet. The first full day of hiking around town in heels
had taken its toll, but Mike didn't feel badly at all as he opened
another box, took out a lovely peach blouse, and hung it in the
closet. Gail and he had gone everywhere; Saks, Bloomingdale's,
Macy's, and others. Gail told him not to speak too much until he
had some more voice lessons and to stay away from trying on
lingerie while wearing falsies. He'd listened to her and everything
had gone perfectly. In every store he'd been in he'd been accepted
and treated like what he appeared to be: a young stylish woman
and a valued customer.
"This could get to be fun," thought Mike to himself.
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7. Chapter
Mike winced as the needle entered his butt. He'd been told to
report for a physical and now it was drawing to a close.
"There you go." Said the doctor. "That large a dose will change
your hormonal balance to female. All you have to do is maintain it
with daily pills."
The doctor wrote out a prescription.
"Pick this up outside and take one every morning."
******
Mike stormed into Gail's office.
"What the hell is going on here? I go up for physical and the next
thing I'm shot full of female hormones."
"Calm down Mike."
"How can I? What's going to happen to me?"
"Nothing Mike. Look it's part of the program. It would look funny
if you wanted to change your sex, but didn't want to take
hormones. They won't hurt you at all. They'll just make your skin
softer and you might see a little breast enlargement, but you'll
return to normal after you stop taking them."
"You're sure?"
"Of course. You have to take the more potent hormones to see any
dramatic changes. Tell you what. Let me give you some tapes to
listen to at night. They'll make you feel much more at ease. Take
one of these sleeping pills before you go to bed and leave the tape
playing."
"O.K."
Mike took the tapes and left. Gloria felt bad giving them to him,
but that's what Leslie wanted. If Mike kept listening to them and
worked his way through the entire set, Gloria knew first hand what
they could do to him. She had heard about how they had affected
Bob Watson, and how he had begged to be let become a woman.
She also recalled what they had done for her.
Gloria had come to the clinic for help after her sex-change. It
hadn't been voluntary and she didn't want to be a woman, only to
kill herself. After listening to the set of subliminal tapes it had
been easy to accept what had been done to her. In fact she really
enjoyed being a woman now, and a wife.
******
Mike was riding up to his apartment on the elevator one day. a
pretty girl got on and joined him. Mike thought she looked
familiar. Then he remembered who she was.
"You're Dan the receptionist aren't you?"
"Yeah, How are you doing? Mike right?"
"Yeah, but it's Amanda here."
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"Great. Say I thought you were a TV. What are you doing here?"
Mike smiled at her. "You know how it is."
"Yeah, I sure do."
They got of the elevator and walked down the hall together.
"So how long have you been here, Amanda?"
"Just a couple of months."
"Would you like to come in for a minute. I have something I'd like
to show you."
"Sure."
Mike followed Dan into his apartment.
"Check these out. I just got out today."
Before Mike could say a word. Dan had undone his blouse and
removed his brassiere.
"Aren't they magnificent?" Mike had to agree that they were as
fine a set of tits as he had ever seen. He found himself feeling
envious for some reason.
"When are you getting your implants Amanda?"
Mike was thinking about something else as he replied dreamily.
"I don't know. Maybe someday."
******
Mike found himself talking to Gail about breasts. He'd been
obsessed with them lately. Ever since Dan had shown his off.
"What's it like having real breasts, Gail?"
"Oh it's lots of fun, Mike. Why? Are you thinking about
implants?"
"I don't know. It might be easier for me, I could shop for lingerie,
and go swimming with being afraid of losing a falsie. It's just that I
don't want anything permanent."
"Well, you can have implants removed anytime. They're not
permanent."
******
Mike got up, it was time to see the results of the operation.
Standing in front of the mirror he untied the sash and let his robe
fall open. Mike stared at his chest. Where before there had been
only the slight swelling of budding breasts there were now two fully
developed ones. These additions to Mike's changing body were
considerable and they hung from his chest like ripe papayas. As he
stared at the feminine protuberances, Mike realized that from now
on a brassiere would be essential; an unpadded one.
Mike doffed his robe and looked over his whole body, from this
aspect his new mammalian protuberances did not seem out of place
at all. From his daily aerobics, Mike's thighs were round and
strong. His hormone diet had caused his to hips bulge out in female
proportions. A side glance in the mirror revealed to Mike that he
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now had a plump girlish fanny.
Turning back to a frontal view, the only thing that looked
unfeminine and out of place to Mike were the tiny genitalia
suspended between his thighs. Reaching down he took the shriveled
penis in his manicured fingers and tried to stimulate it to an
erection. No such luck. The endocrinologist had explained to Mike
that the more powerful hormones would have the effect of
decreasing his sex drive and frustrating any male sexual responses
for some time to come. Mike had asked for them anyway.
******
"You know, Mike, while you're waiting for people to forget about
you at the law firm, perhaps you'd like to try our next level of
training."
"What's that?"
"You're dressing as a woman all the time now so the next step is to
work as a woman."
"How could I do that?"
"It's easy. We have firms that cooperate with us in hiring some of
our trainees, usually pre and post-operative transsexuals, although
we have placed a few TV's here and there. I'll be frank with you.
One of the reasons this works is that these companies know that
most of the time they'll be getting the skill and knowledge of an
experienced man at a woman's wage. Which I'm sure you're aware
averages only 49% of the earnings of comparably skilled men. Now
with your legal background I'm positive that we could get you hired
in no time, but first let me schedule you for some classes."
"What classes?"
"Oh, the usual; typing, shorthand, stenography.
8. Chapter
Mike came into Gail's office. he was crying and his mascara was
running down his cheeks.
"What's the matter, Mike?"
"It's my boss, Ed."
"I know Ed. What's the matter?"
"Well he's always trying to hit on me, he grabs me, he brushes his
hand on my breasts whenever he gets the chance. Today he took
me to lunch and afterwards he kissed me. I mean a real kiss with
his tongue."
"What did you expect him to do, Mike?"
"I don't know, but not that. He knows I'm a man."
"Well, this may come as a surprise to you, but you look like a
gorgeous woman. Didn't you ever stop to think that maybe some
guy would come on to you?"
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"No. Not really. I don't want to do any fag stuff."
"Now Mike, I'm not saying you should do anything, just that
rejection without investigation is the mark of a small mind. Have
you ever been kissed by a man before?"
"No! Of course not."
"Then how did you know that you wouldn't like it."
"I just did."
"Look. I don't want to push you into doing something you don't
want to, but I think if you could keep an open mind you'd discover
many new and wondrous things."
"I'd like to keep an open mind, but ..."
"I know. Say, I've got it. Why don't you take some more of these
tapes we have and listen to them? Maybe they'll help you over this
hurdle."
"Maybe I don't want to get over it. I've listened to your tapes
before and look where it got me; into a c-cup brassiere."
"Don't you like your breasts? I think they're lovely."
"Yes, but ..."
"Then you should thank me and take the new tapes and listen to
them."
"O.K., but that's all."
"Good. I'll go get them."
******
Mike listened to the tapes every night. He didn't feel any different.
Every day he went to his job as a secretary in a law office and every
day he had to fight off his boss, Ed. Then one day Ed came in and
apologized.
"Amanda, I'm really sorry for the hard times I have been giving
you. Why don't you let me take you out tonight and make it up to
you?"
Mike found himself saying; "Sure. That would be very nice, Mr.
Byrne."
It had been very nice. They'd gone to a play then out for dinner
and drinks. Mike found himself in Ed's apartment having a
nightcap, well his second, or was it his third?"
Ed leaned over on the couch and gently kissed Mike on the lips.
"You're very beautiful, Amanda."
"Thank you, but you do know that I'm a boy."
"Oh, yes, Amanda. Ever since you came to work for me. It turns
me on."
Mike giggled. They kissed again, this time a long lingering one. Ed
unbuttoned Mike's blouse and Mike relaxed in a trance-like state as
Ed pulled his plump breasts out of his bra and started kneading
them. Then he sucked on one. It felt so good. Mike hadn't known.
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Ed stood up, loosened his belt, and opened his fly.
All the drinks, combined with the tapes he'd been listening to, put
Mike in the right frame of mind for what came next. He slipped his
fingers under the waistband of Ed's briefs and pulled them down.
Mike giggled as Ed's hard cock popped out of its confinement. It
seemed like ages since Mike had sported a hard-on like that, and
right now he didn't care. Mike traced a throbbing blue vein with a
long red fingernail. Without thinking about it, he leaned forward a
ran his tongue along the vein.
"This isn't so bad," thought Mike.
Mike had expected to feel ashamed or something, but instead he
felt wonderful. With one hand he grasped the shaft and guided the
engorged cock head between his carmined lips, with the other he
fondled Ed's soft nut sack.
******
Mike found his situation amusing. He had listened to the tapes so
he wouldn't be revolted by a kiss from a man, and now here he was
getting fucked up the ass. Not only that, he was enjoying it.
******
After that evening, Ed and Mike were lovers. Occasionally Mike
found himself giving Ed a blow-job in his office during working
hours, but this only whetted Ed's appetite for his sexy secretary.
Eventually they arranged to meet on Wednesday afternoons, when
Ed was supposedly playing golf, at an out of the way motel where
they could fuck and suck to their hearts' content.
It amused Mike as he thought, "I've become a mistress."
******
Ed shot his hot load up Mike's ass. Pulling out his spent tool he
snuggled up to the pretty boy and ran his hands up his soft curvy
body.
"I just can't get enough of you, Amanda. You're beautiful and the
best sex partner I've ever had, not to mention the best secretary.
Why, if you were a girl, I'd marry you in a minute."
Later on, while Ed dozed, Mike pondered that remark.
9. Chapter
"So how are things with Ed, Amanda?"
"Great, but I have the feeling that they could be better."
"What do you mean?"
"I'm not sure, it's just a feeling I have."
"I have another couple of tapes that might help you be more at
ease with him."
"Those last ones sure did... . Why not?"
After Mike had left, Gail called up Leslie.
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"I just gave him the last set of tapes. ... Yes, he's coming along
fine. I give him two to three weeks."
******
Mike took the sleeping pill and didn't worry about a thing as he
drifted off to sleep. Maybe he would have if he could have heard
what played in his ear all night.
" ... you have always wanted to be a woman. You cannot imagine
why you ever felt otherwise ... "
******
Mike was sitting in Gail's office as she spoke to him.
"Your year is over Mike, it's time to tell them that you don't want
a sex-change and get ready to start being a man again."
"Gail, ... I've been thinking. Maybe I do want to be a girl."
"Do you realize what you are saying?"
"Yes. I think so."
"Are you sure about this, Amanda?"
"Not really, but I've realized can't ever go back to being a man,
and Ed loves me; I want to be his woman."
"Well, if you're absolutely sure."
"I am."
That afternoon Mike took a leave of absence from his job.
******
Justine van Damme was surprised by Leslie's insistence; he was
usually so deferential to her.
"I want some of that drug you invented, Justine."
"Which one?"
"The one that turns boys into girls."
"Finally going to change over eh? Well, it's not that simple."
"I don't want it for me. I did like you suggested and I've been
working on the perfect woman. He's almost ready."
"I don't want to use up this drug. I only have a little and once it's
gone I don't know when if ever I can obtain more."
"C'mon, Justine. I did this on your advice, doesn't my happiness
mean anything to you?"
"O.K. Les, but you owe me for this."
Justine made arrangements for Dr. Mason to come to New York
with the necessary drugs and equipment.
******
It was time. Mike felt as if he was in a dream as he rode on a
gurney into the Institute's surgery.
"Hi, Amanda. My name is Dr. Mason."
An IV was started in Mike's arm and he lost consciousness. The
drug took effect and Dr. Mason warmed to her task.
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"Mike, you have the body of a beautiful woman. You are
sophisticated, but not vain. Stylish, but not trendy. You find men
with blonde hair to be most attractive, and the longer the hair the
better. You are strongly attracted to men who like to dress like
girls. It's cute and it's sexy, you find such a man irresistible. You
want to share your clothes, body, and life with a man who wears
dresses..."
Leslie smiled as he watched Dr. Mason build his dream girl to his
specifications. Afterwards he asked her how long it would be.
"With the testicles removed, it'll take about six weeks for his body
to change. He won't know what's going on. Just keep him in bed
thinking he's healing until it's over."
Later that evening Leslie had a conversation with Ed Byrne.
10. Chapter
Mike met Ed at their usual rendezvous and they proceeded to the
Hotel. As Ed showered, Mike disrobed, taking off his jacket, skirt,
and blouse and hanging them up. He stood there in his underwear
considering the contrast between his businesslike suit and the frilly
lingerie he wore beneath it. Mike hadn't worn a bra today, just a
white satin camisole dripping with lace. His nipples were erect,
having been titillated, if you'll pardon the expression, by the satin
concealment whenever his prodigious breasts jiggled. Mike took off
his camisole and matching half-slip, leaving on his tap pants, garter
belt, and nylons. Letting his hair down from the businesslike bun
he'd worn that day, Mike sat down on the bed. He left on his black
spike heels, they were a bitch to walk around in, but he knew that
Ed appreciated the way they made his legs look. Mike stretched
out on the bed in the most seductive manner he could think of.
Ed entered the room with a towel wrapped around his waist. He
saw his pretty she-male secretary laying on the bed, half-dressed
and looking ready to fuck. He could feel his cock get hard.
"Boy I really missed you, Amanda."
"I missed you too Ed, but I promise that I'll make it up to you."
"Great."
Ed grabbed Mike and hugged him tight while kissing him. Ed
played with Mike's breasts then grabbed his panties and pulled
them down. He was thunderstruck. Instead of a tiny impotent cock
there was a vagina. His she-male had become a she. "What is this,
a fucking joke?"
"No, dearest. This is my offering to us and our life together."
"You've got to be kidding. If I wanted a girl I would have had an
affair with Cathy, or Nancy, or one of the other secretaries. I liked
you the way you were."
"But Ed, you told me once that you loved me and that if I was a
girl you'd marry me; so I went and had it done. I changed my sex
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