Repeat those affirmations and soon enough, they may help you achieve that dream into reality.
(You wanted this so bad)
(You were never meant to be a man)
(Get the sex change)
(Your future is female)
(Feel yourself transform)
(…..)
You wake up. Your head hurts. Your blurred vision gets clear and more bright. You’re in a hospital. You feel… lighter than usual. Something feels odd, but you can’t explain it in words.
It’s like… something down there feels gone. Somehow, you don’t remember a thing of how you got here or what happened the days before. Your mind is in a fog. You try to get up, but it’s so painful, you immediately give up. You try to move your legs, hoping to circulate some blood flow and movement. “It feels… so odd. It’s like I can’t feel anything down the-” Hold that thought! “Did I just… get the surgery?”
All of a sudden, the door to the hospital room opens. It’s three nurses. The main nurse, who’s carrying a form of documents, says to you in a cheerful voice: “Congratulations on your sex change, girl!” Another tells you: “Welcome to your new womanhood! Not that it’s a bad thing, but you should be proud you made it!” What’s going on? Who are these girls and why are they so happy for your hospital stay? “SRS isn’t something many willingly do for their transition for how difficult and painful it can be, but your operation was better than we thought! We hope your healing process will be just as quick!” As the two pretty nurses finish talking with you about your successful SRS, the last nurse approaches to you with a tray of four white rods.
“Is that…” (-what I think they are?) “These, hun, are your new friends. They’re dilators and they will help your new vagina adapt to your feminizing body. But I think your feminization has been fully complete after this.” (Huh? Vagina? Do I really… have a pussy now?) Just as the third nurse lays the tray down at the table and grabs the smallest one, she goes toward you and instructs you: “I’m going to show you how dilation works. It’s very painful, but with the proper way, it will help ease your new pussy. Trust me, hun. It will all be worth it.”
(What kind of hospital is this!? I- I need to say something before-) too late. Just as opens your robe and exposes your lower half body, you look in horror as your male organ is gone. (It- it really is gone… I have a pussy now…) All of sudden, she pushes a small-size dilator inside your new organ. A wave of emotions start to flood your mind.
(Ahhh!!! What is this pain!!??? It fucking hurts!!! Mmmhhh!!!) “Relax, girlie. It will be okay. Just a little more and it will feel so much better.” As she keeps moving the stick in and out your new organ, you feel the pain get more intense while her words somehow become more affirming.
“Feel it go deeper and feel the pain become less intense.” (Ah, ahh, ahhh! It hurts! Mmm! Is this how it feels to be fucked inside?) She takes out the small dilator for a medium-sized one and with more lubricator, she puts it inside. Somehow, it’s even more painful.
(Ahh!!! Ahhh!! AHHH!!! Please, make it stop!!! I-I can’t do this!!!) “Mmmm, feel it fill you up inside. Let it build up and don’t let go.” You slightly squeeze your legs as the rod keeps going in and out of you, as it not only you try to minimize the pain, but also did it out of an order.
(Mmmnnn. It feels less painful… I’m… I’m starting to feel better…) “Yes, babe. Feel it get more intense. You want something bigger. As she grabs the larger-size dilator and puts it inside you, you feel yourself start to change.
(Ahh, ahhh, AHHHH!!! OMG!!! This… this feels…) “So good, babe. You’re doing so good. Let it take over your mind. Ignore the pain and focus on the pleasure.”
These affirmations are getting so out of hand. How many of them do you need? Why is she saying these kind of things? What kind of hospital is this? But most importantly, why are you losing control of yourself?
(Ahh… more… please… more… I need it… I need to feel it inside me..) “Good girl. You’re learning how to control it.” As she grabs the final, largest dilator, you see a face of hers resembling that of a villain. It’s almost like she’s a mistress of sorts. It’s almost like she’s into a feminization kink. It’s almost as if…
“Once I place this inside, you will forever be a woman. You will experience the pleasures of being fucked like one and climaxing like one. You will finally be a full-time B.U.S.T. sister like us. Forever. It’s time, girlie, to be one of us.” You wanted to say something and scream on top of your lungs, but the person inside your mind has taken over and become a full-part of yourself now. Your old self has disappeared… inside you is a new part of you.
(This place… is a B.U.S.T. hospital?)
And just as she inserts that last dilator inside, you feel your world explode.
(Welcome to womanhood, honey!)
(You’re one of us now, hun.)
(Be proud of your change, girl.)
The voices… have vanished…
You feel something inside you. That feeling feels more and more tense. However, your whole world is pitch black. It has been more than 2 years since your change, but somehow, you got lost in another timeline. This time, no one is here to save you.
(It’s okay, honey. Let me take control now.)
Who was that? Why do you feel shivers… and comfortable?
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