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Dominated by Young Girls (07/10)
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the base Fem-Dom and TV/TS themes; a wide variety of explicit sexual
conduct involving minors, teens, and later young adults, including:
B&D, WS, fist, spank, m rape, ff and f/ts sex. If you are offended by
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Quicksilver-Iota
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SODA ANYONE?
John and Jason both trembled as they walked down the
street in front of god and everybody with the girls to the ice
cream shop. Susan placed her hand on the small of John's back
as they walked, which seemed to help; but not much. When they
arrived at the brightly lit store, John panicked when he saw
that two girls from his high school were the waitresses. They
recognized his sister and looked inquiringly at him, when
Vicky offered, "My cousin, from Indianapolis." This seemed to
satisfy them, and they proceeded as though nothing were out of
the ordinary.
Jason/Jane sat in an inside seat with Vicky and Lisa and
John/Joellen was on the aisle end of the facing seat, with
Susan and Tami. They ordered, and while eating their treats,
John looked up and saw Mike (his brother) entering the store
with two other guys. John immediately got up and turned his
back towards the direction Mike was coming from and looked for
the restrooms.
Without hesitation, John went through the door marked
"Restrooms" and reached for the door inside marked "Men"
forgetting how he was dressed. Just then a man came out of
the door and looking down at the cute little brunette said,
"Woah there, Wrong one little lady." "Oh...Thank you sir,"
John said as he quickly turned and entered the room marked
"Women." The man just chuckled and went on out into the
dining room.
Inside, John exhaled the breath he had been holding and
fell back against the inside of the door. He then went to a
stall and went inside securely locking the door, sat down and
waited. He didn't have a watch on, so he had no idea of how
long, but it seemed like FOREVER. "That was TOO FUCKING
CLOSE," he thought to himself and quivered at the thought of
what might have happened.
Meanwhile out in the dining room, Mike and his buddies
approached the table where the girls were seated and said, "Hi
Vick, Hi girls, what's happening?" "Nothing much," his sister
replied. Seeing that sexy little girl in the corner, Mike
said, "Oh, hi Jane, nice to see you again." "Hi Mike, good to
see you also," Jane/Jason replied with a smile on his face.
"Who was that other girl I saw, when we came in?" Mike asked
his sister. "Oh, just a friend of Jane's from Indianapolis
who came with her this time; feeling kind of sick though,"
added Vicky to cover the missing body. "Too Bad," remarked
Mike, "Hope she's feeling better; We got to run now...See you
tomorrow...Have fun girls." "Thanks Mike," was the unanimous
response.
After the boys had left the store, Susan looked at Vicky
and said, "Guess I better go get Jane's sick friend before she
gets lost." This brought giggles all around the table, and
Susan went to retrieve Joellen/John. Inside the restroom,
Susan heard someone throwing up in one of the stalls, and sus-
pected that it was John. She knocked on the door and said,
"Joellen, open the door, it's OK to come out now."
John unhooked the latch and then immediately spun around
and threw up again into the toilet. Susan held his head as
his stomach emptied into the fixture. Then wiped his mouth
and held him for a minute while his nerves calmed down. "I've
never been so scared in all my life," he whispered to Susan,
his trembling body sending the same message to the girl.
"Let's get you cleaned up," she said, and guided him to the
sink where she repaired his face and stroked his back as he
drank some water to get the taste out of his mouth.
John/Joellen went back to the dining room together and
when they got to the table, the others were finished with
their treats and Susan told them of Joellen REALLY being sick,
and that they should go home. The girls paid their bills and
walked back out of the store and up the street to Susan's
house. Along the way, several boys in passing cars whistled
at the group of pretty girls and gave them wolf calls. No one
recognized John or Jason and they made it back to the house
almost unscathed.
Back at the house, the girls noted that John still looked
very queasy, and Susan suggested that they put him to bed and
let him recover. The others agreed and Susan took him to her
room and after undressing him and washing the makeup from his
face, put a baby doll nightgown on him (which due to the dif-
ference in their sizes, came only down to his navel) and had
him get into the bed. Susan then sat with him, stroking his
forehead and body until he dropped off into a deep sleep.
In the living room, Jason was now alone with the other
three girls, who were excited at having publicly displayed the
'girls' and talked about the experience. "Jane, how did if
feel sitting in the dining room with over 30 people present?"
Tami asked. "Not much different than that first night at V-
icky's, when the boys came in," He replied. "I knew I looked
good, and if Pam and Tracy could not tell; I didn't see any
reason anyone else could," he added. "Then why did John get
so upset?" asked Lisa. Jason thought this over then respond-
ed.
"No one other than you girls had ever seen him dressed,"
the boy conjectured, "and he knew the waitresses from school,
and then there was his brother coming in...and he looks like
Vicky..." "Yes I see," Lisa said softly and nodded her head
in understanding of the major stress John must have gone
through. Susan returned at this point and Lisa looked up and
asked, "Is he OK," with definite concern in her voice. "He's
asleep now," Susan responded, and sat down beside Lisa and
inconspicuously gave the girl's had a squeeze of confirmation.
The five of them spent the rest of the evening, just
sitting around and talking, and watching TV, like five young
girls; it was as if they accepted Jason in his Jane persona as
one of them, and didn't realize that he was a boy. That is,
until it was time to go to bed.
Susan and Lisa had, by unspoken agreement, already made
up their minds that they were sleeping with John, no matter
what! When the question arose as to who was sleeping where,
Lisa simply said, "I'm sleeping in Susan's room." The tone of
the statement made it clear that no compromise was being
offered, nor would any be accepted. Vicky and Tami took note
of this development, and just looked at each other; gave
little shrugs of their shoulders and Tami replied, "OK, Vicky
and I get Jane then." The decisions made, everyone got up and
cleaned up the mess from their evening snacks and proceeded to
the various bedrooms.
Vicky and Tami took Jason to the master bedroom, and
decided to shower before going to bed. They undressed
themselves, then stripped Jason and giggling, took him into
the big shower of Susan's parents bedroom. They had Jason
wash each of them, and he successfully fingered each to an
orgasm in the process. Then both went to work on his small
body and while Tami sucked on his breasts, Vicky gave his
little pecker a ball wrenching blowjob. When he came in
Vicky's mouth, he was afraid of possible repercussions, but
she just smiled up at him and licked her lips. They spent
most of the night, with Jason between their legs, licking and
sucking the sweet clean pussies for all he was worth. Early
in the morning, when Tami was asleep, Vicky allowed Jason to
fuck her tight little cunt with his cock and the boy couldn't
believe his luck at getting to make love to this beautiful
young woman. He fell asleep still between her legs, with his
exhausted body entwined with her's and his head on her lovely
breasts.
Lisa and Susan took separate showers, but both ended up
flanking John's sleeping form on the bed. They decided not to
wake him and just cuddled to him as they went to sleep in the
warm comfort of bodily contact. Four times during the night,
however, John awoke to find either a pussy impaled on his
cock, or resting against his lips, and he did his best to make
the girls happy. From the feel of the bodies, he knew he was
sleeping with Susan and Lisa and even though he couldn't see
them.
CHAPTER 11
SUNDAY MORNING
Susan and Lisa awoke about 8:30 and while in the bathroom
together, Susan looked at the heavy mat of hair on Lisa's
pubic mound and said, "You know Lisa, I don't think John likes
all that hair down there (pointing to the other girl's pussy),
he seems to be picking it out of his teeth, every time he
finishes you off." "Oh," said Lisa, "I had no idea, he never
SAID anything." "Well what did you expect? He's our slave,
remember?" "No problem, I'll just shave it off," the dark
haired girl offered. "Why don't you let HIM do it for you?"
Susan suggested. "THAT COULD BE INTERESTING!" Lisa responded,
and immediately went into the bedroom and returned with a
sleepy John in tow.
Lisa immediately sat on the edge of the bathtub and
spread her legs wide. John looked at the tender pussy before
him and thought to himself "God, not again, I sucked her off
at least twice during the night, not to mention fucking her."
"Lisa, has a problem," Susan said, "It seems she has too much
hair on her pussy and would like you to shave it for her," she
continued, offering John a razor and can of shaving cream.
John couldn't believe it! Here before his eyes was a
beautiful young girl with her legs spread so wide, her pussy
was gaping open, wanting him to shave her young cunt bald.
"Please," was the only word Lisa spoke, as she looked up at
John and smiled coyly.
John took the razor and shaving cream from Susan's hands
as well as a warm wash cloth and a pair of scissors. As he
knelt between Lisa's thighs, Susan also set a bowel full of
hot water on the floor beside him, then stood back to watch
the fun.
With his hands trembling, John slowly raked his fingers
through the heavy bush before him, this sent a tremor through
Lisa's body, but she said nothing. Using the scissors, John
then carefully trimmed as much hair from her snatch as he
could. This brought her labia clearly into view and John
could see her love juice oozing from between the lips. He
then pressed the warm washcloth against her mound and let it
rest there for several seconds to soften the hair.
Spraying a large glob of shaving cream into his hand,
John then approached the lovely vision before him and gently
applied it to her, softly stroking, and massaging the cream
into her pussy and the juncture of her legs. Picking up the
razor, John trembled and his hands shook as he approached her
tender skin. From behind him he heard Susan's voice, "Easy,
John don't cut her." "I won't," he whispered and took a deep
breath to calm his nerves before proceeding. In short order,
John had scraped her mound bare, leaving only the lips yet to
be shaved. Pulling the flesh taunt with his fingers, John
gently scraped the remaining hair from Lisa, who made it very
hard by thrusting her hips against his hand as he worked.
The work done, John again placed a warm washcloth against
the now bare little pussy, and gently pressed on it with his
fingers. Susan, then passed him a bottle of baby oil, and
pouring some into his palm, he smiled as he applied it to the
naked female flesh. His oily fingers glided over the smooth
mound and dipped into the wet hole of her womanhood, and John
slowly fingered her clit and two fingers moved in and out of
her cunt. Lisa, pounded her pussy against his hand, then
exploded in an orgasm and fell forward against him. John just
held the girl and stroked her body as she clung to him trying
to recover her breath. With a sigh in her voice, Lisa said,
"Thank you John, that was very nice of you; you know of course
that you'll have to do this again every couple of weeks to
keep it this way." This brought chuckles from both girls and
John grinned widely as his response.
Everyone else awoke about 10:00 a.m. with smiles on their
faces and a little tired from the night's activities, but no
one mentioned having sex during the night. Jason was dressed
in a white with black trim tank dress with a scooped neckline,
and deep scoop in the back. This dress was made out of a
material similar to a T-Shirt he observed and his enlarged
nipples were clearly visible through the cloth in outline
form. A black leather belt was placed around his waist, which
highlighted his trim waist and made his small hips seem
bigger. He was given a pair of sandtone pantyhose to wear and
Tami had to show him how to put them on, as he had always worn
stockings in the past. Vicky did his hair and makeup and
placed a pair of black high heels on his feet with little
black straps which buckled around his slim ankles and had open
toes. When Jason looked at himself in the mirror, he almost
came, when he saw that the back scoop went clear down to the
belt line and that the narrow shoulder straps showed off his
back, shoulders and arms.
John was provided with a white denim mini-skirt by his
sister, which had dark blue flowers scattered over it and
zipped up the back. This was placed on over a red chemise,
and black high cut nylon panties, and off-white pantyhose.
The blouse was made of red rayon and had full length sleeves
and a collar which tied into a big bow below his chin. Bright
red flats with red bows on the toes completed the outfit.
John was bra-less and could see his breasts jiggle under the
sheer fabric of the blouse when he moved, and the feel of the
smooth fabric caused his nipples to erect, press outward and
remain that way. His hair and makeup were done up by the
girls and he was happy with the results.
Assembled in the dining room, Vicky announced, "I don't
feel like cooking, let go back down to Friendly's Ice Cream
and have breakfast there." Susan who was holding John's arm,
felt the shiver pass through the boy's body and started to
object, when the others headed out the door. Looking up at
John, she uttered softly, "It'll be OK John, I'll make sure of
it."
With John still trembling, Susan and John walked 10-15
feet behind the others as they moved down the street. John
was scared to death, it was broad daylight and the streets
were full of people coming and going from church. "At least,"
he thought, "They didn't decide to take me to a church full of
people!" When they arrived at Friendly's, the place was
packed, and the girls had to wait in line by the cash register
for a table big enough for six to open. John noted that the
group of good looking girls received many appreciative glances
and a couple of leers from passing men and boys moving about
the restaurant.
Finally, they were seated and when the waitress came to
take their orders, John noted that it was again a girl he knew
from school; a pretty, tall blonde named Debbie, who sat
beside him in several classes. "This must be your cousin from
out of state," Debbie said to Vicky, then looked at
John/Joellen and said, "I heard you weren't feeling well last
night, hope you're feeling better today," with smile.
John/Joellen turned red, and softly replied, "Yes much better,
thank you," returning the girl's smile, as he realized that
she did not recognized the boy who sat beside her in class.
They got their food and ate without anyone noticing that
two of the four were boys. At one point, however, Susan
leaned over and whispered to John to close his legs, as a
young boy seated down the aisle was looking up his skirt.
John turned beet red and quickly pressed his knees together,
"little lecher," he thought, and scowled at the boy.
John was much more confident as they walked home and when
they arrived the girls treated him as if one of themselves.
Everyone packed up, since Susan's parents were due home within
two hours and John and Jason reluctantly returned to boys clo-
thing.
As things progressed over the next year, the girls met
daily with the boys at Jason's house after school. Everything
continued as it had with only a few minor exceptions. Vicky
continued the boys on the hormone therapy, and now both
sported breasts just under "B" cup size, which jiggled,
bounced, and swayed like real women's breasts. Worthy of note
was that Jason's little cock grew dramatically (Vicky claimed
this was due to all the exercise it was getting) to a point
where it reached 5" when erect and was almost as big as
John's. Neither, boy developed hair on their faces, even
though John should have had a light beard by his current age
of 17. The boy's bodies had rounded somewhat and from any
angle other than looking at their crotches, they looked like
girls.
The girls had grown also, and little Susan now filled an
"A" cup bra and her straight as an arrow body was showing
signs of womanhood. Vicky was now taller than her older
brother, having added an inch to her height while he stayed
the same, and now filled a "B" cup bra nicely. Tami and Lisa
now both pushed towards size "C" bras and their hips had
widened in a satisfying manner. John was a Junior in
high school now and no longer had to take gym. This solved a
major problem for him as he realized that if the other boys
saw him naked, he would be raped on the spot. Jason, however,
was only in 7th grade, and fortunately his gym class was the
last one of the day. The other boys had always made fun of
him and tended to avoid him so he was able to make it unde-
tected by binding his breasts with ace bandages and always
wearing loose fitting sweatshirts. He never took showers at
school, but went home directly after class. Swimming was out
of the question for both boys as they could no longer appear
in public wearing boys swim suits.
During the summer, the girls had all day to play with the
boys, and often took them into town dressed on shopping
excursions. This involved them going from store to store
trying on many beautiful dress and outfits, some of which they
even bought for the boys. Both boys became comfortable in
public and were able to pass unnoticed other than by stares of
appreciation from young boys and men.
All the girls were now engaging in regular sex with the
boys and had taken all the necessary precautions to avoid
pregnancy. Even Vicky was openly fucking her brother.
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CHAPTER 12
THE PARTY DISCOVERED
One day during the Fall at Jason's house, while the boys
were dressed in their now usual type attire (as girls),
Jason's mother suddenly walked in the door and discovered 6
girls in her living room, where her son should have been.
"Where's Jason!" she demanded, thinking of beating his young
behind for leaving this many girls in her house unattended.
She had known for years, that the neighborhood girls came to
her house after school and played board games or studied with
her son while he babysat for his infant brother. "I said,
WHERE IS JASON?" she demanded of the girls.
Storming off down the hall, thinking her son might be in
the baby's room, she searched every room before returning.
"OK, now I've had it, WHERE IN THE HELL IS MY SON?" Jason had
never heard his mother swear and knew that she was madder than
he had ever seen her before. "Here Mom," said one of the
girls, who then got up from her chair and walked towards the
woman. "What the HELL are you talking about," sputtered his
mother, and Jason shaking replied, "I said, I'm right here
Mother."
Frozen in her tracks, the woman slowly looked this pretty
girl over from head to toe and thought that she was very
attractive for her age. Then looking closer into the eyes, it
suddenly dawned on her that this girl was indeed her son.
Struck as if by lightning, this realization took her breath
away and she fainted backwards into the recliner chair behind
her.
The other girls helped Jason move his mother into a
comfortable position in the chair. Jason then turned to the
group and said, "You better leave now, when she comes too, I'm
going to have to explain....And it might be better if we were
alone." The girls didn't want to leave him alone to face his
mother, but eventually he convinced them that it would be
better that way. They gathered their things and left, John
still attired as a girl along with the others.
Jason's mother awoke to find the pretty young girl
looking down at her with a look of deep concern on her face.
"I...I, don't understand," she whimpered to her son, who
stroked her forehead with his small hand. "Mom," he started,
"I've always been smaller and weaker than the other boys, and
have always played with the girls in the neighborhood," he
continued. "About two years ago, when we were playing dress-
up, I dressed as a girl, and liked the feel of all the soft
things girls get to wear." "I've gotten dressed up every
chance I've had since then, because I like the way I look as
a girl and I'm only happy when I'm dressed as one." "Oh, my
poor little boy," his mother cried, and taking his face in her
hands kissed him, then hugged him to her body.
Pressing her body against Jason's she could feel the
swell of his breasts and slowly slid her hand up and encom-
passed his left breast, squeezed, and probed with her fingers.
"They feel real," she observed, "They are," Jason whispered.
Leading his mother to his bedroom, Jason undressed in front of
her, something he had not done in several years. His mother
gasped when his breasts came into view and looked over his
hairless body from head to toe. Had it not been for that nice
little cock and set of balls dangling between his legs, she
would have thought that she was looking at a very lovely young
lady.
Sitting down beside his mother on the edge of the bed,
Jason's breasts heaved as he breathed rapidly under her gaze.
Again reaching out with her hand, his mother caressed a
breast, this caused Jason to suck in a quick breath as his
tender breasts were very sensitive to touch. "But How?" she
asked, and Jason explained he had been taking hormone pills
for over a year. He told her he had stolen them from Vicky's
mother and left out all references to anyone else being in-
volved in his transformation, in anyway. "But the other
girls..." she said, and before she could get the sentence out,
he replied. "Accept me as a girl, and call me Jane, and treat
me like they do one another. I'm HAPPY with that arrangement
Mom, I Don't want to be a boy anymore."
Still shaky from this most dramatic of shocks, Jason's
mother looked deep into her son's eyes and knew that he was
telling her the truth. Jason had never been able to lie to
her and she knew in her heart that he was not lying now. "Is
that what you really want?" she asked, still looking deeply
into his eyes. "Yes Mother, I want to become a girl, and live
my life as a woman," he softly but firmly replied. "Then,
I'll help you," she said, "But I don't know how your father
will take all this." Jason leaned forward and gently kissed
his mother on the cheek, then lightly on the mouth and said,
"Thanks Mom, I knew I could count on you."
Jason was instructed to get dressed again as he had been
when his mother came home. Wearing a cute little plaid
pattered dress with a wide white stiff collar which framed his
small neck. The dress, came to about 6" above his knees, and
it was complemented by a white ribbon type belt which was tied
in a large bow at the small of his back. His legs were
covered by white pantyhose, and he wore black patent
'MaryJane' style shoes which buckled across the top of his
foot. Small pearl barrettes were holding his hair back from
his lovely young face and his eyes showed signs of mascara and
eyeliner to set them off. Told to stay in his room, while his
mother broke the news of their new daughter to his father,
Jason trembled in fear at what his dad's reaction would be.
Jason's mother being a nurse helped when she explained
the situation to his father, since she knew all the terms
which applied to this situation. Later, she also knew what had
to be done to make her son happy. She was bound and deter-
mined that he would get what he wanted, the boy had suffered
enough during his short life.
Jason thought that the explosion which erupted when his
mother delivered the news of their new daughter to his father
should have been heard around the world, it was that loud.
"Are you telling me my son's a FUCKING FAG?," his father
screamed at the top of his voice. "No, your son is a Trans-
sexual," his mother calmly replied, "that's someone who's mind
is trapped in the body of the opposite sex," she continued.
"I'll fucking kill the little faggot," his father retorted,
"NO son of mine could be one of those wimpy assed faggot sis-
sies," he further declared. "Calm down," his mother said,
"There's nothing we can do about it except try to help him and
be supportive," she continued. "I'll KILL HIM!" his father
said as he charged for the boy's room.
Within seconds, Jason heard his father charging down the
hall, and sitting on the edge of his bed with his hands folded
primly in his lap, he sat and waited for him to arrive. The
door burst open and slammed into the wall so hard it knocked
a bookshelf loose and the items on in crashed to the floor.
His father stood in the doorway, with his feet firmly planted
and the meanest look on his face, Jason had ever seen. His
father looked him over, and before he could say anything, his
mother said, "Bill, meet your daughter Jane." With all the
strength he could muster, Jason formed a small innocent smile
on his face and said softly, "Hi Dad."
Jason's father wheeled on his heels and ran down the
hallway trying to escape the sight he had just seen. "I don't
fucking believe it," he said, "You work your ass off to
provide for your family, and out of nowhere, your son turns
into a faggot....I just don't fucking believe it...and I just
can't take it anymore." Turning to his wife, he said, "Janet,
I can't handle this, I've got to leave, and I'll probably not
ever come back...I'm sorry...that's just the way it has to
be." He had tears streaming down his face as he delivered his
verdict, and immediately turned on his heel and walked out the
door. Jason had been watching this interchange from the
hallway and ran to his mother and hugged her as hard as he
could.
Both of them wept and held on tightly, comforting each
other in the aftershock of the confrontation. "We better go
to bed now," his mother said as she released her son/daughter,
"I can't take anymore tonight." "We'll need to have a long
talk in the morning." With that, both staggered on unsteady
feet to their respective bedrooms and retired for the night.
The next morning, Jason put on only a robe, and went to
the kitchen where he found his mother sitting at the small
table they used for breakfast and lunch, drinking coffee. She
looked up at her son/daughter and said, "Well Jane, we have
lots of plans to make, and things to do." Jason thrilled at
his mother's use of his female name and sat down at the table.
"But what about Dad?" Jason asked, "We'll probably never see
that son-of-a-bitch again," she growled. Jason decided to
exercise discretion and drop the subject of his father.
"Jane, do you understand what has to be done, in order
for you to become a girl?" "Well not exactly," he replied.
"Well, your part way there with the hormones you've been
taking and your skill at dressing the part." Then continuing
as if lecturing to a class; "You will have to undergo two
operations, in the first they will castrate you, that is to
say, remove your testicles. In then second, they will create,
a vagina for you by basically reversing your penis into a
cavity inside your body. It's much more complicated than
that, but I don't think you would understand if I gave a
technical explanation." "Yes Mother," Jason whispered his
reply.
The first part we can get done locally, I know a woman
doctor who owes me a favor or two and she can do it in her
office on an outpatient basis. If your serious, I'll set up
an appointment for you, yet this week. Once, the first
operation is done, Jane, you will have to take hormones from
there on out, you can never quit, do you understand that."
"Yes, Mother please make the arrangements," he whispered.
The second operation will have to be done somewhere else,
there's no hospital in this area that does it. Doctor Price,
should be able to make the arrangements however." "But that's
not the real problem Jane, that operation is VERY expensive,
and I don't know how I'll pay for it, especially since your
father is gone." "We can't afford to move," she continued as
if talking to herself, "so you'll have go return to the same
school system, as a girl...I should be able to get them to
transfer you to a different school and change your records to
reflect your changed sex; that's the best I can do for you
baby." The last word was uttered with such love, that Jason
could not restrain himself and moved around the table and
hugged his mother and kissed her and held her to him. "Thank
you Mother, I'll try to make you proud of me." was all he
could say, except when he added, "I love you Mom," and kissed
her again.
From that point, things moved very quickly, his mother
called the school and told them that Jason was sick and would
be off for a week. She then called Dr. Price and explained
the situation, an appointment was made for that afternoon, and
Jason and his mother filled the inbetween hours shopping for
additional girls clothing for him to wear.
At 3:00 they arrived at Dr. Price's office, Jason/Jane
fully dressed as a girl, and when the Doctor looked her/him
over, she smiled and told Jason he would make a wonderful
young lady. Soon, Jason found himself laying on his back on
a OB-GYN table, with his feet held in straps that felt like
stirrups his legs were spread wide and he felt very vulnerable
in this position. His mother had put on an operating gown and
mask and was assisting the Doctor with the procedure. The
doctor gave him a local anesthetic and told him it would all
be over before he knew it. Other than feeling some pressure
every now and then, Jason felt nothing after the needle
puncture the doctor had used when giving him the local. "All
done, Jane," the Doctor said after removing her mask and both
the Doctor and his mother smiled at the youngster. Dr. Price,
then handed Jane a 90 day supply of hormone pills, with her
very own name printed on the label and told her mother that
she would be in touch about the second operation.
You're going to be sore down there for a couple of weeks,
the Doctor advised Jane, and when your ready, your mother will
remove the stitches. Be very careful not to tear them open,
and keep yourself very clean so you don't get infected. "Yes
Doctor," Jane replied and was lead out the door by his/her
mother. As he/she walked, Jason could feel the rubbing of the
bandage taped onto his crotch, but did not feel the normal
jiggle of his balls. Without seeing himself, he knew that all
that remained of them was an empty sack of loose skin, between
his legs.
Jason/Jane remained at home in bed for the next several
days, until the swelling went down in his groin. It didn't
hurt much, the pain pills he had been given had taken care of
that. But every time he moved, it felt like something was
missing; he knew what was missing of course, but his mind and
body had not both reached that conclusion as yet. Jason
returned to school the following week, and continued as though
nothing was different.
His mother and the Dr. Price had made arrangements for him
to go to New Mexico for the second operation. He would be
staying with Dr. Price's younger sister during the procedures
so his mother could save at least some of the expense. Since
he would be gone for about six months, he mother had decided
to wait until the end of the current school term in December,
and had arranged for tutoring for him in New Mexico.
When he returned to school John and the girls asked him
what had happened after they left, and he filled them in on
all of the details, not only of the bad scene with his father,
but the medical procedures he was undergoing. When Jason told
John he had been castrated, John recoiled in shock and could-
n't believe the boy would consent to such an operation. "I
wanted it," Jason told him and explained why. At the end of
the explanation, John gave the boy a hug, and he didn't care
who saw it. In a month Jason departed, and all of them knew
that when he returned, it would be as Jane; forever.
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