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.

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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. 

Forced feminization.

a bussinesman is falsely convicted of murder and is subjected to an unusual penalty.

In the future, criminal justice became less concerned about correcting and more concerned about punishment. This was due to outrage by the general public. The public was outraged by the spread of crime and the lenient sentence fot serious crimes. 

Instead of reasonable punishments for crimes, the pendulum swung the other way. They went from the other extreme. Instead of light punishment, every crime was punushed by serious punishments. 

There was no murcy. No lientcy. Every crime ment serious time. No light sentences.  No minumum security. All crimimes were taken seriously. Steeling a peace of bread warented just as serious a penalty as murder. 

While society was technically still a free society, it did not feel that way.any citizen without a criminal record could vote and petition the government firwa redress of government.  Any crime even speeding or runing a red light or spiting on the sidewalk could leed to you losing your votings rights and citizenship.  It made people paranoid. The laws were convoluted. The law books were not easily understood. They were open to interpretarion by beroucrats and judges and other law enforcement oficials. 

Many inocent people were wrongfully convicted. Crimes that need not require lengthy jail sentences did leed to that.  Despite calls for reform. Those calls were not heeded. That did not accur. 

One of those wrongfully convicted was Jeff. Jeff had been an up and commer in society. He went to business school. He got a degree in business.  He worked at an existing compony until he felt ready to help start a compony of his own with partners. The compony was very successful.  

He had a great carer.  One day a bussiness rival killed his partner.  He framed jeff for the crime. He was carefull in covering his tracts.  He provided plenty of evidence implicating jeff. 

Jeff found the body. Although he called the police. The police did suspect him. The evidence did seem to implicate him. He fully cooperated with police. That did not matter. He was still arrested.   

The ptosicutor was tough and relentless.  Though he got a good lawyer,  the ptosicuton whiped the people into a frenzy. The government presented a case that jeff was part of a mercantile class were attempting a hostile takeover.  They wanted a oligarchy where government was controled by the business elites.  Jeff believe he was above the law.

The jurry who were carefully handpicked by the prosecution.  The jury did convict. Although jeff’s ligal team begged for murcy, the jury decided to sentence him to life in prison.  He had a feeling by then that they would throw the book at him. Of course they did. 

After time stil on bail, he was to report to the court house to be formerly sentenced.  Then his bail would be revoked and he would be off to jail mostlikly for the rest of his life.  That was how it was. He had accepted it at this point. 

After the sentence he was placed in shackles.  He was put on a prison transport. He was escorted to the correctional facility. This would become his life and his home for a long time. 

He was taken to intake. He had worn a dark shirt with a blue shirt and red tie. He had to remove his shoes and sox. He then had to strip naked. He was ordered to undress. He complied.

He took off the sports coat. He handed it to the secuity gourd. .the corection officer took the coat. He undid his tie and pulled it off. Then he unbuttoned his shirt. He then handed it to the c.o. then he pulled his belt.  The gaurd took it.

Then he unzipped his pants and pulled it to his feet. Then he removed them..he put it on a table. He then renoved the white undrrwear brief. He was now naked. He felt humiliated and dehumanized. He had no choice. He had no say in it. 

He had to take a shower. He was told to wash everything. They wached him wash himself.a gourd dried him off with a towel. He was then taken back to intake.

He was put on a gurnery. His hands and feet were placed into restraints. His legs had been spread. His hands were spread out as well. His pubic hair , lag hair and every hair on his body was renoved. It was degrading.

He was taken naked to the infirmary. He was given an exam by medical oficials. He was given an injection.he was not informed what the injection was. He would not want to know. 

He was given another injection. Then he was taken to the warden’s office. He hated stil being in the nude.Aperently this was standered procedure. He hoped at some point he would be provided clothing. He decided he should not ask. Asking questiones could be a violation of an unwritten rule. One that could leed to a punishment.  He kept silent.  

The warden told him to sit down. He complied. The chair was medle and cold.”i run a tight ship. You obey the rules. There will be no trouble. You keep to the rules ,there will be no trouble. ” the warden said.”i intend to keep to the rules sir.” he said.”good!” the warden said. 

“Something else! The injection. You will be given two injections every day. One is designed to make your penis shrink. It will take time but evenualy your penis will be microscopic. You will basicaly castrated.” the warden said. 

He looked at his thing. “You will have a small penis.  You will have to pee sitting down. You will use to it. The other injection will cause your boobs to grow. Your hair will grow. You will experience some mood and hormonal changes as well. ” the warden said.

He was shocked. He was going to become more women. He would not be either. “From hear you will be given your uniforms. You will wear a uniform dress,  bra and panty..that is required to wear all of those. ” the warden said. 

He was led to a changing area. He was given a red dress,bra and panty.  He was shocked. He had the gaurd help him put his bra on. He put the panty on. Then he put the dress on.he was given nail polish and toe nail.  He saw other male inmates. They all wore dreses. 

After a few days he noticed that his penis had already started shrinking. He saw that his boobs were growing. In a mounth he had a good size of tits. He had a teny thing now. 

He could only read romance novals or watch feminine program. He tried to make the best of it. He felt more and more femine all the time. He knew in a year he would probably not recognize himself. 

The end. 

I had taken a hiatus from writing on wordpress. I am goung to try to write more on this site. 

The surprise 

A man wakes up a women. Not quite penectinomy but it seemed to fit hear.

Hi im Dave, well, i used to be Dave.  I dont want to get too far ahead of myself. I was a lawer who ran my own practice.  It was a fairly sucesfull firm.  I had a prety good life. I was content.  Things were prety good. 

 Then it all changed. I came home from work. I eat supper. I watched television.  Then i changed into shorts and got into bed. I had no idea anything would change. Man it did! Did it ever? 

I fell asleep. I slept peacefully. I slept all though the night. My alarm went off. I was groggy at first.  I got up. I felt different. I felt weird.  I did not understand it but i knew something was off. Then it was confirmed.  

I looked down. I frieked out. I was stil waring the shorts i wore the night before. I had brests. Big brests. I felt them. Sure enough they were best.like women’s brests. 

My legs had been shaved. It was more like the leg hair was just gone. I looked in a mirror. I screamed. I had long hair. I looked like a women. My eye collar was the same. My facial structure was basicaly the same. I looked like me just female a fied. 

I did not get it at all. It made no sense.i tried not to friek out. It waa hard not to. I was in full fldge panic mode. Why wouldn’t i be? 

I put a sheet over the mirror.  I did not want to see it. I sat on the bed.  I closed my eyes. I tried to regain my composure. It was not quite working.that did not stop me from trying.  

After a few minutes, i calmed down.i opened my eyes. I took a deep breath.i did not want to pull down my tgoughts. I had a bad feeling about what i would see.

I knew i would have to check evwntualy. I decided to bite the bullet and check. I slowly pulled down my shorts. 

Sure enough my penis was gone. I had a vagina. I had pubic hair. Was i a women now? Had someone altered me. A sex change operation takes time. This was far more intricate then this.  

I was in shock. How did this happen? I did not like this at all?  I called the office. I sounded feminine.  I pretended to be my girlfreind. I called out. My assistant was surprised.  She knew everything about me. I either told her or she figured it out. This took her by complete surprise. I wanted to tell her but i knew she would never believe me. I was not sure i wanted her to know. I was fairly certain i did not at least for now.  

I got off the phone.  I was not sure what to do. I knew i did not have not the appropriate cloths. Although i had a transformation, i did not have a wardrobe change. Whatever or whoever was behind this did not think of everything.

I could not go out. Not without the proper cloths. I needed womens cloths at least until i figured this all out. 

I stayed in my shorts.  I called my best friend who i went to colege with. Patrick ran his own law practice.  “Hi pat its dave ” i said.

“Dave you sound diffetent?” he asked.”it is a long story. Really it is a rather short story. Well there is not a lot to tell. Its complicated. ” i said. 

“Dave you ok? Your not making a bit of sense. ” he remarked. “Look can you get some womens cloths and bring them to my apartment? ” i asked.

“Dave? Are you taking up cross dressing? “He asked. “Like i said its complicated. Can you do it?” i asked.  “Yes i will be right there.  ” Patrick said.

He came in record time. He lookedme over.  Some how he knew it was me. “Your in luck.  My x left some of her cloths at my place.  Now tell me whats going on!” he demanded to know. 

“Well i woke up like this. I have no idea what is going on. It makes no sense. I am fully women. Even my ..” i started to say.

“I get it” he said. “You beleve its me. I thought it would be like your science fiction tv where you spend half of the episode proving im me.” i commented.

“You stil act like you. I just know.  I cant explain it. ” he said.”if you will excuse me. I realy want to ger dressed. It is odd having my bobbs stiking out. ” i said.

I put on a panty and a gray skirt. I put on a pink blouse. I put on flip flops. I felt weird.  I thanked him. 

I went to my doctor. He knew me quite well. I stil had a scar near my knee. I had other marks that proved i was me. I explaned to him precisely what had happened. He listened intently.  He wrote some things done. He took a lot of notes. 

I had no idea what he was thinking.   Did he know what was going on? Did he at least have a hint or a clue? I realy hoped so.  

He said almost nothing. This woried me. It worried me a lot.  I wanted to know what was happening.  I hoped he had an answer.

“You are now biologically a women.  You have all working girl parts. You are going to go though a menstral cycle. You can have babies. ” the doctor said.

“How did this happen?” i asked. “I have seen this happen before.its rare. It has hapened. I have a theory.  ” the doctor told me.

“Ok! What is it?” i asked. ” well, men and women are not that different. Every human is a bit male and female.we have testosterone and estrogin. I suspect that some people have the ability to change sax. Perhaps you subconsciously willed yourself to be female. ” he said.

“I love being male. I love being mescaline.  Why would i want to be a girl? ” she asked. “I dont know. ” he said. 

“I want to be a girl? Great!” i said. I decided to go home. Patrick checked up on me. I explaned everything to hin.

“Are you trapped as a girl? ” he asked.”i have bo idea. I am getting weird hormones. ” i said. “Must be strange. ” he said.

I was gerting horny.  I have been atracted to him for a while. I was not gay but i liked him. I took a chance and kissed him. He did not recoil.

He pulled off my blouse. I took off his shirt. He pulled off my skirt. I took off his pants. He pulled off my bra and panties. I took off his breef.

We kissed. He got inside me. He kept thrusting.  I begged him to keep going. We cuddled afterward.

I became more and more feminine.  My brain acted more feminine. I began to cook. I read romance novals. I thought like a female. I painted my nails.  I got interested in fashon. 

I decided to shut down the office. I pretended that i was getting maried to mystery girl. We were going to tour eroupe snd assia. We did not know when we would be back.  

I changed my name to Dana.  Patrick and i got maried.  I got pregnant and had twin daughters. To the best of my knowledge no one else beside and my doctor have knowledge of this. 

I have come to realize that this was what i wanted. I waa happy as a women. Life is good. 

The end.