Forced feminization part two incomplete 

part two about a man falsely convicted of murder and forced into a gender change. this one is from his perspective.

I was falsely acused of murder. I was sentenced to life in prison.  I could not believe all this.  I hoped that justice would be served. If course that had not occurred.  I was convicted.

What could be worse then being falsely convicted and given a life sentence? I did not think any thing could be worse but it did. It got a lot worse. 

When i was going though intake, i was given two injections.  I should have known something was off. The shock of everything dulled my sances i gused. I was overwhelmed.  

As it turned out, the first injection caused my penis to shrink.  The injection would be given every day. With each injection,  my penis would shrink even more.  Eventually the penis will be almost microscopic. 

For intense and perposes i would be castrated.  I would be impotent. Unable to reproduce or engage in sexual activity of any kind. I had no idea how long it would be until i was totally impotent.  I was basically doomed the minute i was injected with the chemical castration vile. 

My penis was going to shrink and shrink.  There was nothing i could do about it. If the injections stoped the shrinking would stop.  The danege already incured could not be reversed. I was prety sure that that was not going to happen.  I could not dare to hope for that.  

The next injection made my boobs grow. The prison system was focused on punishment. There method of punushment was humiliation. Not obly did they want to contain a prisonor but they wanted to humiliate.  To degrade. 

Like the penis shrinking,  the injection to make my boobs grow will also be given every day once a day. Each day my tits would get bigger as well. 

I had a feeling that as bad as this was.it was goung to get worse and worse and of course it did. Man did it ever? 

I was given my ‘uniform’  if you could call it that. My uniform was a red dress that said ‘department of corections’ on it. I had to wear a bra and panty. I had to wear wonen’s cloths. I was not a big fan of this at all. 

I had to paint my fingernails and toe nail polish. They wanted me to act feminine. I was not sure what the philosophy behind this was. Was this for humiliation purposes only? Or was it desugned to nutrilize the male prisoners. The more feminine they are, the more dimure. I had no idea. I gues i realy did not need to know. 

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