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Life-Changing Assignment - Part 4
🕑 Added 2023-05-16 13:30:00 +0000 UTCNOTE - X Rated
Thursday Morning,
The sunlight was streaming through the window when I finally roused. Felicia was preparing a breakfast tray at the table and when she heard me stirring asked.
"Did you have sweet dreams, Jane.?
"Yes, how did you know? I dreamed I was a woman and everything was beautiful and exciting." I replied.
Today Felicia had brought breakfast for both of us and we sat and chatted while we ate. I was ravenously hungry but Felicia cautioned me about the corset. We sipped our coffee and talked for a long time.
"Felicia, you told me you were a boy, but now you look just like a girl. Is everything about you female? I asked.
"Yes, everything except I don't have menstrual periods. But everything else looks and works just like someone who was born as a girl." She replied.
"Now that you are a girl do you like it. I mean is it still exciting? I asked.
"I think I know what you are asking, when Ms. Merrill first brought me to this place I was frightened, you must remember I was an illegal then. But everyone was so nice to me and gave me pretty clothes to wear and fixed my hair and face so pretty. Soon I was no longer afraid and was very happy. After my treatments, I wanted very badly to be a girl. I am not allowed to tell you any more about that but I will tell you that when I see myself in the mirror I always am thrilled. I love to hear my heels click when I walk, and feel my hair brush my face. I have even come to love the embrace of my corsets. I think for each one it is a little different but I have never met anyone here that is not very happy. Sometimes," she giggled, "when I walk fast down the stairs my breasts jiggle and it feels so good I make wet spots in my panties.
"How long was it before you had breasts. I have been wondering this morning what it would be like to have breasts. I asked.
"They started growing soon after my initiation, but it took about three years for them to get as big as they are now.
Some of the girls have the Doctor make theirs larger if they don't grow enough. Is that all you have been wondering about?" She smiled.
"Well no, I have been thinking about what it is like, uh you know the other parts. I mean does it still feel good, hmm like uhh? I stammered. Felicia laughed and replied.
"Yes I know, you want to know if you have those things cut off if you will feel anything about sex. For me it feels much better. For a while, after I had been operated on, it was not good. But in a little while it got better and better. Before, everything was right there in my things and that was the most important part about sex. Now I am aroused in many ways, as I told you about my breasts bouncing. Now all of me is involved in becoming excited, especially when it happens. It is different but much, much better. I have watched you having your hair done and have seen how you look at yourself in the mirror. For you, I think it will be even better. Maybe too good.
"How could it be too good. I mean that doesn't make sense. I replied.
"I should not tell you this, but sometimes something happens to the new girls. They like everything so much they cannot do their jobs. Because they can't get their minds on anything other than themselves. All they want to do is prim and play with themselves. It is not good. The Doctor has to help them. I like talking with you but we must get you ready. Today you must see Dr. Powell, but don't worry she just asks a lot of questions and gives you a lot of quizzes. Felicia told me.
After getting dressed in a nice blouse and skirt we made a quick trip to the salon where Janice and Elaine worked their magic again. I wonder if I could have my hair done every day. I really love to watch and it is such a thrill to see my hair when it is set. As soon as Janice was finished, Felicia rushed me back to the second floor for my appointment with Dr. Powell.
Felicia was right Dr. Erica Powell, who I remembered from the dinner as being a Psychiatrist, asked what seemed to be hundreds of questions about my sexual experience, desires, preferences, ad infinitum. A battery of tests with hundreds more questions to answer and pictures to interpret. When She finally said I could go my head was pounding, my corset was cutting me in half and I swear my heels had shrunk at least one size. I was told to wait for Felicia to come for me. When Felicia arrived I asked her something I had been wondering about.
"This office is right down the hall from my room. I'm sure I could have found my way back. Since I have been here I have not been allowed to go anywhere alone. Why is that?"
"Because you still have your testicles. No male is ever allowed anywhere in the building without an escort. Felicia answered.
"What's next Felicia. Dr. Powell couldn't possibly need to talk to me again. I believe she knows more about me now than I do. I asked.
"Well, next is lunch and then you will meet with Ms. Merrill for your final interview. But you are wrong Dr. Covington and Dr. Powell will also be there. She replied.
Well, I do still have my testicles even though they have been taped up inside me for days now. Of course, the latex sleeve was put back on as soon as I left the treatment room, apparently, that is a requirement too. My final interview I guess the few days that Ms. Merrill gave me are about up. With all three of them there I suppose some decision will have to be made. I will have to wait until they tell me but I know now that I never want to go back to my old life. I don't know what I can do, I only know that from now on I will always be permed and made up. I have never been so happy or thrilled as I have since they put me in that permanent wave machine.
We returned to my room where Felicia helped me undress. She suggested a nice warm bath to relax from the ordeal Dr. Powell had just put me through. After my bath, Felicia began to prepare me for my interview. First of course was the taping of my testicles up inside my body. The inevitable latex sleeve came next, then a plain white corset, with me holding on to the lacing bar while Felicia pulled it up. She pulled my penis back and hooked it to the corset but this time she had me pull my butt cheeks apart so she could tuck it up very tightly. My penis never went that far back before, I wonder if all the sucking and stretching is making it longer. It did look kind of swollen in the bath. Then a pair of plain white nylon panties, into which she had me insert a maxi-pad overnighter with wings. I looked at her questioningly about such a large pad and she giggled.
"You may become very excited during your interview, and Ms. Merrill will not tolerate any spills of male fluids."
Felicia continued dressing me by producing a padded brassiere. After it was on she reached into each cup and pulled the loose flesh I had noticed up on top of the padding. This produced the illusions of breasts. I don't know if it was because my nipples seemed to be so sensitive today, or if it was because I
had strangely found myself wanting to have breasts all day. In any case, an intense thrill coursed through my body when I saw my illusory mounds. Felicia gave me some very sheer natural hose to
put on and then a lovely new pair of white pumps with medium heels. She had me sit on the edge of the bed and she removed my dangling earrings and replaced them with round silver balls. She then began removing my makeup with cleansing cream!
"Oh no, not my lovely makeup! I just know I am going to look horrible." I cried.
"No, you won't look horrible you will still be pretty. Ms. Merrill requires that every one appear without makeup at their final interview. She explained.
Felicia brought out a plain white wraparound dress. it resembled the type you may have seen in pictures of ancient Greek women. When she had it fastened it had a plunging neckline, deliciously exposing my pushed-up flesh. She produced four heavy silver bracelets and fastened one around each wrist and ankle. I thought they were a little unusual, and certainly not very stylish as jewelry. But I didn't comment about them, I'm' sure Felicia would have replied that they were required. Since I had already brushed my teeth and urinated before my bath, Felicia declared me as prepared and we headed for my final interview.
Felicia opened the door to Ms. Merrill's office and showed me where to go. Ms. Merrill was seated between Dr. Covington and Dr. Powell in a semi-circle. Their chairs were all on a platform that raised them up somewhat and in the center of the semi-circle was a low round padded platform covered in white velvet. It was to this low platform that Felicia had led me. Ms. Merrill spoke first.
Welcome Jane, I'm sure you remember that I told you that I would speak to you again about your future. That time has come. I would like you to kneel on the platform before me. You do not have to but I would prefer it."
"Thank you, Ms. Merrill," I said while kneeling.
"Very good Jane. Now I would like for you to place your hands together behind your back and allow Felicia to chain them to your ankles. Again you do not have to but I would prefer it if you would." Ms. Merrill instructed.
"Yes Ma'am" I replied as I placed my hands behind my back.
"At our last meeting, I told you, you could stay here a few days so you would have time to consider your future. When you came to our salon with that silly story about wanting pictures, I knew you wanted to be given a permanent wave yourself. As I watched you during the rolling process I could see how much you were enjoying yourself. Whether you knew it or not at the time, it was obvious to me that you wanted to be beautiful. While your perm was processing, we checked your apartment and found you had a very strong interest in lesbians as indicated by your magazine and book collection. Since you had such an interest in women I instructed Elaine to arch your eyebrows permanently with electrolysis and to pierce your ears.
A little extra gift if you will. During your stay here Dr. Powell has learned a great deal about you. We know that you have never had sex with a woman in the way a man usually does. In other words, you have never penetrated a woman with your penis. In fact, you were trained from an early age to perform cunnilingus, and in time that became your only source of sexual relief. You could ejaculate only when allowed to kiss and lick a woman. Isn't all of that correct
Jane?"
"Uh, Yes Ma'am' I said bowing my head in embarrassment.
"Well Jane I am now going to explain some things to you, and when I am finished I will require you to make a decision. Is that clear?" said Ms. Merrill.
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Please raise your eyes and look at me, Jane. You have no need to be embarrassed. We understand you much better than you think. All of the women you have met since your arrival here were once men or at least boys. Yes, us included, we too were once male. Due to the kindness and foresight of my mother, I was required to enter the world of womanhood. Her act of love in forcing me to accept this change has led to this organization.
You see this whole organization exists to make men and boys into women who love and worship real women and those like themselves. Our universal goal is a worldwide matriarchy. A world where men
do not exist. A world where crude behavior, fighting, and wars are extinct. A world of beauty and grace. If you make the proper decision this evening you will be taught all about our goals, methods, and history. When we last spoke you expressed an interest in being able to remain beautiful all the time.
Because you expressed that interest I have taken a few steps during your stay to make that interest into a reality. You were given some very intensive treatments and certain procedures were done to you to further that possibility. I know you do not remember but during your course of treatments, you were injected with female hormones and a chemical that blocks your body's production of male hormones.
If you should decide not to join The Sisterhood the effects of those injections will soon wear off. In addition, you were given certain mood-altering drugs and then were sexually stimulated so that you will always associate sexual pleasure with having your hair done and wearing makeup. In other words, you will now never be happy unless your hair is beautifully permed, and set. Seeing yourself having your hair done and wearing makeup will cause spontaneous ejaculation. Whenever you have another permanent wave you will be subject to almost continuous climaxes. Of course, your original training also still exists and has been reinforced so that your only choice of sexual partners will be women or men who have become women.
Since I know that you will never be able to do without having permed hair and makeup even if you do not choose to join us I also had Elaine perform some other beauty-enhancing procedures on you. Unlike the hormones you were given, mental programming and these procedures cannot be reversed. Felicia."
As Ms. Merrill pressed a button on her chair causing the platform I was kneeling on to rotate, Felicia was placing a lighted mirror. When the platform stopped I was facing the mirror and the three women as well as myself could clearly see my face and hair. Without makeup on I could now see that my face had been drastically feminized.
"Not only did we permanently arch your eyebrows but the skin under them has been tattooed a nice golden color to match your hair. We also tattooed your upper and lower eyelids so that you will always appear to be wearing eyeliner. Since your hair color and complexion look best when matched with the pink shades of lipstick I had Elaine tattoo your lip outline with a neutral shade of pink to more clearly
outline your lips. Of course, this type of permanent makeup is more obvious when you are not wearing any other makeup." Ms. Merrill said.
I looked at each place as Ms. Merrill described how she had permanently feminized my face. Thrills raced through my body as she spoke each word culminating in a rushing climax. Remembering what she had said about mental programming I realized that without any physical stimulation, I had just spontaneously erupted through a limp penis. The realization of that truth caused an even stronger climax. When I had stopped jerking in my chains I felt the table rotating to face Ms. Merrill again as she smiled down at me.
"I am so glad you like your new face. But now we have come to the moment for a decision. If you wish you may leave now, your own clothes and belongings will be returned to you and you will be escorted out immediately. If you choose to join The Sisterhood we are prepared to employ you, after a suitable time, during which several surgical procedures will have been completed, to establish a new worldwide computer network to serve The Sisterhood.
However, you must be initiated with all of the Sisters present for the ceremony, witnessing your commitment. This ceremony will take place tomorrow night. In this initiation, your testicles will be surgically removed by Dr. Covington. This sacrificial act is evidence of your commitment to The Sisterhood. You will be fully conscious and must watch as Dr. Covington performs this procedure. Do you understand that to stay here and enjoy your newly found beauty, you must join The Sisterhood and be castrated tomorrow night." asked Ms. Merrill.
"Yes, Ma'am I understand. I said.
"Very well since you entered this room everything has been recorded on videotape. Your decision will be recorded also. If you choose to join The Sisterhood you must say yes. If you choose not to join you must say no. Give me your answer now."
"Yes! I gasped.
"Repeat after me the following oath. I Jane do earnestly desire to join The Sisterhood."
"I Jane do earnestly desire to join The Sisterhood," I repeated.
"I humbly beg you to castrate me so I may enter into the joys of womanhood."
"I humbly beg you to castrate me so I may enter into the joys of womanhood". I thrillingly replied.
"I will joyfully sacrifice my testicles for this privilege."
"I will joyfully sacrifice my testicles for this privilege."
I cried in ecstasy as I felt my fluids flow into my panties.
"Well done Jane, you are accepted for initiation." Ms.Merrill said with a large smile. "I think you should have a reward."
Felicia stepped forward and tied my hair back. Ms. Merrill opened the skirt of her dress, spread her legs, and pressed a button to slide my platform between her legs. As she draped her legs around me and pressed my head forward with her hands my joy was unbounded.
