The new life
Steve awoke with a start. The first thing he noticed that he was naked. He also realized that he was under some wonder silk sheet that stood out in a nice pastel blue color. He couldn’t remember getting under the covers. The last thing that came to mind was lying down on the bed after ‘eating’. This place was just so confusing. The memories of earlier in the day were slowly coming back. Somewhere in the back of his mind he felt like he should disapprove of what had happened here. He been in a chair with a dildo in his ass…and he had liked it. He had also taken his lunch from the crouch and morphing mannequin. Why did this not bother him more? It just all felt natural. He was startled when the door to his room opened. It was the blond woman from the front desk.
“Good, I am glad to see you’re awake. Dr. Saint-Claire would like to see her in her office when you are dressed. You will find some cloths in the closet behind you. Dr. Saint-Claire’s office is right across the hall. By the way, my name is Suzy.”
Suzy closed the door and left Steve to get dressed. Steve went over to the closet and opened it. He noticed that the only thing in the closet were some dresses. He look everywhere in the closet but didn’t find anything, but the dresses. It did seem a little odd as he looked through the different colored dresses, but men wore skirts in Scotland didn’t they? This was no big deal. He picked out an apple red dress from the closet and slipped it over his head. The dress barely reached to mid-thigh, but that wasn’t what caught Steve’s attention. As he stood in front of the mirrored closet doors he noticed how awkward he looked. His hips didn’t look right in the dress and his upper body didn’t seem to give it the right shape. He felt a little odd with his shoulders uncovered, but was really more concerned with how they looked then the foreignness of wearing a dress. Looking at himself in the mirror that his hair seemed a little long. He had always kept it nicely trimmed, but now it seemed to be softer. He let the moment pass and pulled some slippers from the bottom of the closet. They were a red shade that matched the dress. He entered the hall in his slippers and saw Dr. Saint-Claires name on the door across from him. He knocked. He heard a voice say “Come in”.
He opened the door and saw Dr. Saint-Claire behind her desk. She no longer had her white coat on, but a black corset top and a short vinyl skirt. The top didn’t do much to cover her boobs and if it wasn’t for the desk Steve was sure he would be able to see her underwear with how short the skirt was. Her hair was now pulled back into a pony tail and her make-up was in sharp contrast to her skin. Where before her face had a soft glow to it, now it carried an air of control.
“Please take a seat Steve.”
Steve sat down in the chair in front of her desk.
“Steve, I wanted to talk to you before we move forward. To update you on where thing are and why you are here. I am sure you were a little confused this morning by the proceeding. I will say I was quite impressed with the results. I had not predicted that you would enjoy the procedures as much as you did. Of course, we wanted you to, but I had no idea are preparation would be so effective.”
Steve sat, slightly confused, as he had felt most of the morning.
“I wanted to review a few things with you. The first, how do you like your dress”
“Uh, uhm….I…”Steve mumbled
“I can tell by how you are wearing it that you are enjoying it.”
“And, from your reaction this morning you seemed to enjoy the procedure. Would you say that is accurate?”
“Good. I am glad we are making such progress so early. Are you ready for the next step”?
“Yes”. Steve was now only mustered these one word responses. He had no desire to say anything more.
“Now, Steve, I am sure that you have noticed that you don’t have any desire to think too deeply about these questions. Also, you came here this morning without much outside motivation. I am sure you have been wondering why this is. Well, you may have thought that this morning was the first time we met, when in fact you have been coming to see me for the last few weeks.
Steve didn’t know what to think now. His experience this morning had thrown him so outside his norm he wasn’t sure if he should continue to sit here and listen to Dr. Saint-Claire. He even thought about getting up, but he could not get himself to stand.
“I am sure now you don’t know how you should react. I am also quite certain you have thought about leaving, but can’t bring yourself to do it. I am going to tell you why. I am telling you this, because it was part of the contract you signed with our facility. You see, you came to me 2 weeks ago. Our facility is quite well known in the New York area for handling very special cases. Yours was one such case. You may have difficulty believing this, but you came here two weeks ago, because you wanted to become a woman. At that time you signed a contract specifying that you would like to be hypnotized. You were specifically concerned that if you were not hypnotized you would not bring yourself to do what you so desperately wanted to do and that was become a woman. You were quite convinced that the man in you would fight it, deny the very real desire you had. You asked me to ensure that you would not back out of the procedure. To do this you and I agreed that you would have to obey anything I told you to do. To accomplish this I hypnotized you and supplement planted suggestion in your mind that would keep you very submissive. This is a very common occurrence in our facility”
Steve’s mind was now reeling. He could not believe what he was hearing. Again he tried to stand, but failed to move his legs. He only sat, wide-eyed, staring at the doctor. Could this really be possible? Had he really done this to himself?
“Your contract was very specific. You would not be released from the programmed keywords and subtle suggestion until the process was complete. Fortunately, our facility is state of the art and our procedures only take a few days. I cannot tell you what you will be at the end of those days. That will be entirely up to you. I think its time we move onto the next step. Your contract was very specific as to your training. If you’ll follow me we will get started.
Steve quickly stood. He followed Dr. Saint-Claire out the door and down the hall to room number 2: Forming. As they entered she hit a button just inside the door and Steve noticed that this room did not contain a chair as the other room had. Instead, two beams protruded from the ceiling cross each other and resting about 7 feet from the floor. At the end of each beam was a round restraint. On the floor were what appeared to be two large shoes made out of some kind of soft plastic.
“Steve, if you would step into the shoes please.” She was standing at a counter at the edge of the room flipping through many pages in a file.
Steve did as he was asked, taking off his slippers and stepping into the flat footed shoes on the floor. The shoes did not move, they were stuck to the floor, and much two large for his feet. As his heels touched down in the shoes he felt them slowly close around his feel. The shoes were actually molding down to encase his feet so that he could not move them.
“Steve, your file was very specific as to your request.” As the doctor was saying this the heel portion of the shoes started to rise. His toes remained on the ground, but his heels slowly rose to about 5 inches from the ground. He nearly lost his balance, swaying forward and back before catching himself on the restraints above his head. It was as if he was wearing high heels now.
“If you would please place your wrist inside the restraints, it makes the procedure much easier”.
Without question, Steve slid first his left then is right wrist through the round restraints. As each ring touched his wrist they tightened prevent him from pulling his hands out. A little panic swept through him, but it was quickly ignored as he heard the doctor’s voice again.
“This position is optimal for the beautification process. I don’t know if you had noticed, I would be surprised if you had, but we have been treating your skin since you got here. The sheets you slept in carried a very special growth hormone on them, as did the dress you are wearing. This is something I invented here in our lab and paired with the supplement that you received earlier during your measurements and lunch. I am not sure how familiar you are with hormone treatments, but they tend to take many months, often years to see the desired results. The formula I have developed reduces the time down to mere hours.”
Steve was growing a little uncomfortable with the position he was in and felt no particular comfort when the doctor approached him with some scissor.
“I should have asked you to take the dress off when you entered, but by the time we are done it probably won’t fit you very well anyway.” She started at the bottom of the front of the dress and cut a straight line straight up his chest. Steve was now completely naked. She deposited the dress in a nearby trashcan and went back to the counter. He felt completely exposed. He was disappointed in what he saw across from him in the mirror. The hair on his chest showed clearly now and his penis stood out at his crotch. His penis actually looked a little smaller.
His thoughts were interrupted when the doctor approached. “I am going to put this ring in your mouth. It fits right behind your teeth and holds itself in place.” . He was about to protest as he felt the metal touch his tongue. She quickly inserted the ring in his mouth. He longer could talk with the ring in place.
“The process we are about to begin is called Forming. As we were discussing, the typical hormone process takes entirely too long. Our hormones speed up the process considerable. The first thing we will be doing is removing all the hair on your body. She grabbed a tool from a drawer in the counter. It had a simple flat edge to it, similar to a ruler. “The hormones have already begun to work on your body. As you slept it slowly killed your hair follicles. Now, all that is left is to remove the hair.”
She started at his chest, scrapping away the hair in long strokes. In the mirror he was amazed to see the hair just falling off his chest. It was making a nice pile near his feet. She finished his chest and moved down to his crotch. Steve was not an overall hairy person so the process did not take long. She quickly scrapped away all the hair around his penis and his balls. She then moved on to his legs, scrapping down them in long strokes from buttock to ankle. The tops of the shoes opened slowly and the doctor scraped them as well. They quickly closed back up. His arms were next. Long clean strokes. She finished by scraping down his face, where the hair was shorter, but came out none-the-less.
The doctor took a step back. “It was a good thing you were not overly hairy to begin with.” He could not believe the image that was in front of him. His entire body was completely devoid of hair. His skin was completely smooth. He felt a little twinge in his crotch at the sight. He was slightly turned on by this image in front him. His penis did not move though. Just hung limply. The Doctor hit a switch near the door and the hair disappeared into some vents on the floor.
Doctor Saint-Claire then went back to the counter and looked at Steve’s file. “Your request was 36-23-35.” Steve couldn’t place these numbers, but his eyes had a quizzical look to them. Doctor Saint-Claire paid no attention. She was at the counter putting on some gloves at the counter. “Now for the true forming portion of our procedure. The hair removal is convenient, but not the true wonder of this formula I developed. These are called Stimulus Gloves. They react with the nutrients and hormones on and in your body.”
She approached Steve or hands outstretched. “Your face already has a nice feminine shape to it. Your chin isn’t too broad and carries no dimple. Your check bones are nice and high, though they could be a little plumper. All in all, without the hair you have a lovely face. I am going to start with your legs, I think.”
She grabbed his left ankle with both gloves, encircling it with her hands. The gloves tingled a little on Steve’s skin. “Your calves and thighs are not too large, but a little two big for that feminine look we are going for.” The doctor slowly started moving her hands up his ankles and past his calf. She continued up squeezing her hands as she went. To Steve it felt similar to those massages you sometimes get. It was as if someone was kneading his muscles. What he saw in the mirror did not resemble any massage he had gotten before.
Steve’s calf was now much smaller. As Doctor Saint-Claire pressed against his muscles and skin the fat in his legs slowly moved up his leg. It was as if she was reshaping his leg just under the skin. She pushed up and up reshaping his thigh as she went. When she got to his butt she pushed what she had moved into his butt cheek and kneading until it was nice and round. Steve’s left leg was now much skinnier than his right. He couldn’t believe what he saw in the mirror. His leg now had a very feminine look to it. He wasn’t overly muscular before, but where his thigh had a distinct masculine shape to it before, it was now sleek and smooth.
Doctor Saint-Claire then moved over to Steve’s right leg and repeated the process. In a matter of minutes she was pushing and kneading at Steve’s right ass cheek. She stepped away from Steve to take her handy work in. She was conveniently blocking the mirror now. As she stepped backed to the counter and picked up the file Steve finally saw his new bottom half. He couldn’t believe how his legs looked. They were sexy. That was the best way he could describe it. And his ass. It was now plump and round. Not too large, but definitely bigger than before and he couldn’t believe how round it was`.
After writing a few notes in Steve’s file Doctor Saint-Claire approached again. Steve made a little sound in his mouth. “Don’t try to speak.” She said while reaching for Steve’s waist with the gloves. She began just above his now rounder hips. She slowly pushed up each side of Steve’s stomach toward his chest. Then she slid her hands to the front of his stomach and began pushing up toward his chest again. A substantial build up began to show all around Steve’s chest. She stepped onto a step stool and slid her hand down each arm. Finally, she stepped to Steve’s right side and placed one hand just under his armpit.
“Now, this may pinch a little”
She suddenly grabbed Steve’s left nipped between her thumb and finger and pulled. A sudden jolt of pain went through Steve. He threw his head back a little and let an odd scream escape his throat. The doctor was pulling his nipple straight away from his chest. As she pulled she was push toward the front of his chest with her other hand. His nipple was slowly moving farther out from his chest. She continued to push at his side until his nipple was now far away from his chest. She finally let his nipple go and Steve gasped. His nipple had never been so sensitive before.
The doctor had stepped in front of Steve and now had both hands around his new mound. She was cupping his new breast and encircling it with her hands. It quickly became perfectly round. She stayed in front of Steve and grabbed Steve’s right nipple. Even with the feeling familiar in his mind he still let out a little wimper as she pulled at his nipple and pushed at his side. It took only a few minutes, but he could now see two perfectly round mounds on his chest. They were huge compared to what had been on his chest only moments ago.
Before stepping away from him, the Doctor placed her index fingers on each side of Steve’s nipple and slowly pulled apart. She did the same to the other one and then headed back over to the clipboard.
Another gasp escaped Steve’s mouth as he saw himself in the mirror. It couldn’t be possible. In the mirror now stood a female body. His head was still his own minus the hair on his face, but his body was stunning. His legs were sleek, his ass was round, his waist was now much skinnier, and on his chest sat a pair of the most beautiful boobs he had every seen. The nipples on each boob were also much larger than Steve’s nipples had been. Steve would have smiled if he could. His body was drop-dead gorgeous and he liked it. He couldn’t believe how wonderful his curves were. Steve could see Doctor Saint-Claire making more notes in his file. Again she put down the pen and approached with a measuring tape. She measured his breasts, his waist, his hips, his waist, and his legs. Everything that possible could be measured on his body she took note of. “36-23-35” She said to herself. She dropped the tape measure and looked at Steve’s face.
“Your face is in pretty good shape Steve, but there are a few minor things we can do, especially with your hair.” The doctor pushed up slightly just below Steve’s cheeks making them stand out just a little more. She also pushed at his nose a bit making it a little smaller.
“The ring has already made your mouth a little rounder, but your lips could use a little plumping. She pushed and pulled and Steve’s lips became bigger. She placed a finger on his adams apple.
“Steve, the formula has also made your bones softer for the time being. It is one of the reasons the process goes so smoothly and shows such great results. Once we are finished we will give you a supplement that will remove the forming ability.”
She then began pushing on Steve’s Adams apple and it slowly recessed into his throat. As the Doctor stepped to Steve’s side he noticed that he could no longer see it.
“Now for that hair”
The doctor grabbed the ends of Steve’s short hair. She gently pulled up and the hair lengthened. It was as if it was growing to form. She grabbed another patch and pulled. Soon she was pulling all over his head. First up, then to the side, and finally down. It took only a few minutes and Steve’s black hair now reached to just above his shoulders. The Doctor once again walked back to his file and began writing.
Steve couldn’t believe it. He now had the face and hair to go along with his feminine body. He was beautiful. High cheekbones, long hair, and perfect lips. His eyes darted to his crotch in the mirror. His small penis stood out against the diva that now stood in front of him. He desperately wished there was something that could be done about it.
The Doctor looked up from her clipboard. She caught Steve’s eyes. It was as if she knew what he was thinking. “Okay Steve, it is time for the final step in the Forming procedure. It is often difficult for people to watch so I am going to place this blindfold on you.” She approached him and placed a covering over his eyes. Then Steve felt a hand touch his penis. He wasn’t aroused by it though. He felt no twinge in his penis. In fact, it felt like his penis was getting smaller. Was it shrinking? He wished he wasn’t wearing this blindfold. He wanted to see what was happening. Suddenly he felt a push against his skin. Then it grew. As if the doctor was poking her finger against his skin, but the skin did not stop her finger, it kept going. It felt as if her finger was entering him, pushing inside him. Suddenly the feeling was gone. Then another feeling, as if something larger was being put inside him. Had the doctor put something in his ass? It felt like a dildo was inside him. It slowly pushed in out. Then it was gone too.
He felt a slight pinch at his crotch. It must have been the doctor pinching his skin. Suddenly her fingers were gone again. The blind fold was suddenly removed from his eyes and he squinted. The doctor then removed the ring from Steve’s mouth. He began working his Jaw as the doctor stood in front of him. His lips closed together. They felt thicker against each other. His mouth also felt a little smaller. When he opened his mouth he noticed it felt rounder. The doctor took the ring and blindfold and placed them on the counter and picked up the file. As she stepped away Steve once again saw himself in the mirror.
“Oh my.” It was the only words he managed to get out. All the effects of the forming process were still there. His hair was still long, his boobs still perky, and his ass still round, but his penis was gone. In its place he saw a pussy. A real pussy. He could see the lips perfectly. Could it actually be true? The doctor looked up from her clipboard and noticed Steve examining himself. “It’s real Steve. Every part of you is real. You are a very beautiful woman now. Your wonderful round breasts. They are real. Your long sensual legs. They are real. Even the pussy you now have between your legs.
Steve was still a little skeptical. He just couldn’t believe it. Noticing Steve’s expression, she said “Here, I will prove it.” She stepped over to him. She had removed her gloves and she placed one finger near the top of Steve’s new pussy where his penis used to be. She played with the finger inserting it just between his lips near the top. Steve gasped! She moved the finger around rubbing its tip all around. Steve inhaled suddenly. It was a sensation he had never felt before. And then suddenly it was gone.
“That was your new clit. As I reformed your penis I ensured I used skin from below its head to make up your clit. In its new form and along with the feminine hormones it is much more sensitive then in its previous form.”
Steve’s nipples had become hard as the doctor played with his new clit. She reached up and pinched one. Steve let out a little whimper. She then placed her finger back on her clit. His head fell back, his mouth opening wide with a moan. She slowly slid the finger down until she found what she was looking for. Slowly her finger pushed inside him. Steve could not contain himself. A pleasurable scream escaped his lips. Then suddenly the finger was gone and the pain in his nipple subsided.
“Well, we will be playing with that later. After all, it’s in your file”. The doctor walked over to a panel near the door and hit a button. The wrist and ankle restraints released. Steve pulled his hands free, but toppled forward a little, unused to the weight on his chest. He took a step to balance himself. His heels were not touching the floor. He was walking on his tippy toes. He looked at the Doctor.
“The forming process has also affected your feet. Unfortunately, you will now only find it comfortable to walk in something with a heel. A minimum of three inches should be a general rule, but you will be much more comfortable in something with 5 inches or more.” Steve wobbled, his eyes closing, his hand going to his head. The Doctor caught him. “Let me help you back to your room”.
The doctor placed one hand under his arm and walked with Steve out the door. Steve looked up as they passed door number 3, but kept walking. They entered his bedroom. “Good, your sheets have been changed.” She helped him onto the bed. “Lie here for a little while. I am sure the process has tired you. I will be back in a few hours and then you can eat.” The doctor had a smile on her face. She hit the light switch as she exited the room and closed the door.
Steve lay on the bed, his eyes fluttering twice before closing.
To be continuing in Part III….