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. 

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. 

Life after penectomy

A businesman is forced to have a penectomy.

Craig used to be very outgoing. He was never outregious but he was fun.he was a responsible person. He was appropriate.  If you needed a laugh, you could always count on him with a laugh. 

He worked at a fairly good sized compony. Craig worked as a mid level manager. His superiors considered him an aset to the company.  He had climb the ladder from mail room to a manager. Orher companies tried to snatch him away from them. The compony was able to keep him at the company.  

Things seemed to changed for him. He was different now. He was still just a hard of a worker as he had always been.  He was more quiet. He was more stoic. He did not crack jokes any more or laugh.  He was far more serious now. He was not like he used to be. 

He was not outgoing. He usualy kept to himself now. Before, he usualy did hang out with others. He took lunch when others did.  He took lunch privately now. 

People were taken aback by his new attitude. They were concern. His superiors talked to him but he assured them that he was fine . His superiors did not think his change had afected his work. They decided to keep an eye on him for warning signs, he seemed to be fine.  His work was stil good. 

What caused such a dramatic change in a person. Why is a bubly person now sullen and wirhdrawn? What causes that. While manny were concerned and curios no one really try to find out what was going on. No one was that caring and concerned. At the moment,  it did not really effect any one else.

Craig grew up in a middle class family. His farther worked for a factory.  He worked a union job. Craig put himself though college.  After graduating from bussiness school, he went to work for edson industeries.

He was maried for a while. He had a kid. The marriage ended. He mostly kept to himself.  He did not really date much. He did a little bit but nothing serious. 

He was attractive. Women at the office liked him . Some flirted with him and he flurted back. It was always restraned. It only went so far. That was before.

He had felt weird. He had no idea why. He tried to dismiss it. He went to his doctor. The doctor had a serries of test conducted on him. 

“You have penile cancer. Right now it is localized to the penile area. If we act quickly, we can stop the cancer from spred of the cancer. I am confident that we can remove the cancerous tisure for good. We have to act now. ” the doctor told him.

“What do you have to do to stop it?” craig asked. “We have to remove the cancer. I am afraid that we have to perform a full penectomy!” the doctor said .

“Your going to totaly remove my penis? ” he asked. “I am afraid given the agresive nature of this cancer,  we really have no choice.  If we do not give you a full and complete penectomy, the cancer will spread. If that hapends, there is no telling what damage it will do. Look basically you have two choices.  Either have a penectomy or risk life and limb literally.  ” the doctor said. 

He knew that he had to have this surgery. He was not going to take this risk. The steakes were way too high. Though he did not want to lose his peepee, it was better to lose his thing then lose other organs or risk his life. 

He took one last look at his penis.  He did not want to hsve his manhood removed. Better to go though life without a privy member if it ment living he suposed. 

He was prepped for surgery . he was out under. He woke up after. He did not feel different at first. When he saw it he freaked out. There was just a stump now.  

He had to pee sitting down. It waa messy. He wore a diaper just for protection. He was mostly able to mantain bladder control. It was emberising. He felt like half a man now. He did not feel like a man. What was he now? Was he male or something else? That question hunted him deeply.  

He tried to keep it secreet. He hardly ever took vacation time. He had plenty of vacation time and personal time. He was criptic about his vacation plans. Everyone knew the man who left for vacation was not the same person who came back. 

He tried to adjust to life without a penis. He used family bathroom as much as he could.  He was carefull not to have his secret revealed. 

If ladies flurted with him, he rebuffed . he withdrew. He was determined to keep this secreet. He did not want anyone to know. 

He joined a suport group. The group helped. A friend on a suport group urged him to find a gay person who did not mind that he no longer had a thing. 

He went on gay dating sites. He met ron. Ron was cute. He explained his situation to ron. The two became friends. 

One day ron pulled off Craig’s shirt. He hesitated but ron kept going.  He took off ron’s shirt. Ron pulled off his pants and diapers. Ron was ok with the formerly penile area. 

He licked ron’s cock. It felt so good. He lived ron things in his back. He and ron became closer and closer. Ron moved in. 

He sudenly became happy again. He adjusted to the new normal. His life was not great but it worked. He turned lemons into lemonade. It worked for him. It was not glorious but it was life.

The end.