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. 

Chemical 

A man is sent to prison on false charge.

I was falsey convicted of atenpted rape. I was walking one night. I walked near a young lady. She freaked out and screamed. The police arived. The next thing i knew i was arrested.  

I was convicted despite no evidence.  There was no crime.  The jury did not buy it. I am going to jail for 20 years. I was taken to the prison infirmary.  

I wore a gray t shirt jeens and sandles. I was told to take off my sandles. I was told to strip naked. I pulled off my shirt first. Then i took off my jeens then my underware.

While naked i was given an examination.  After i was given a few injections.  I had no idea what the injectons were for. 

“Your going to be given these injections every day.” the nurse said “what are these injections?” i asked.  I knew i should not have asked. I was going to find out eventualy any ways so why not ask. I really do regret asking. Oh well. I cant change it now i suppose.  

“These injections will cause your boobs to grow or your penis to shrink.  ” the nurse said.

Great i thought . i was given a bra and womens panty. I was given a prison isue t shirt and a prison isue skirt. I was taken to my cell.

My cell mate hugged me. He wore an orange prison issue shirt and skirt. He seemed kind. We cuddled on a coat. He was soft.

I started to cry. He held me. I began to suspect that i was also injected with female hormones like estrogin. It could just be an afect of the drugs we were given. 

Later on i went to pee. My penis had indeed shunk. It had not decreased alot. Enough for me to notice. My boobs were growing. They were itchy.  I asked to see my cell mate’s penis. His pee pee was realy small. He said it used to be huge. He said he missed it but he was at peace with it now. He had fully accrpted it. It was not a big deal any more. He assured me i would feel the same way in time. I was not sure if i believed it. I have no evidence to refute what he said so i did not try. He very well could be right even though i did not see it. 

We cuddled in bed that night.  We cuddled all night. The next day we were woken up by staff. We had to strip naked. 

We showered. My cell mate and i cleaned each other off. I enjoyed cleaning him especially cleaning his privates. I enjoyed cleaning his as well. Then we were alowed to leave. We cleaned each other off. 

I was given another injection.  My penis was futher reduced and my tits went up. I felt weird. I became more feminine. I had to pee more frequently. 

Every day my boobs got bigger and my thing got smaller. I hated this.  As time went on i got more used to it. I had no choice. 

I have a really smal thing. I have had to get bigger bra. I am not sure what i am at this point. Am i male or female or something in between.  I have no clue.  The end.

Extreme sentence

I am greg. I owned my own business.  I was hardly roling in The dough but i eaked out a good living. I got to a point where i could do mostly what i wanted to do. I owned a smal house and i had land. I was more then content.  Life was not perfect but it was workable.  

Usualy in the morning, i ran before i went to work. It gave me time to destressify and clear my head. Usually after a good run, i was ready to get on with the day. I had done this almoat every day for the last few years.  

This day it did go as it uasuly did. In the time i went on these walks there were no incidents. There was occasional dtray dogs who had a beef with me for who knows why. I never got bit or anything.  This fay there was an incident. It changed my life foever. 

I was a few minutes into my run when i heard a scream. I ran towards the noise. I discovered a young women who was about to be gang raped. I scared the woukd be rapist away. 

Her shirt had been ripped.  Her shorts were down. I went over to her. Fearing i was one of the rapest she screamed as the top of her lungs. I tried to calm her down . Before i could the police arived. 

She claimed i was one of the rapist. Aperently she did not see the others. She thought i was the only rapist. 

I insisted that i was not trying to attack her. All of the evidence indicated i was.  I was immediately atested. I protested but it did no good. 

Cuffs were put on me. I was led to a police cruiser.  I was taken to a police station. I hoped that this whole thing would sort itself out. 

I was taken to a holding cell. I laid down on the coat. I knew i was inocent. I tried to remain upbeat and hopfull. I hoped that when the victim would calm down she would realize her mistake. I tried not to fret about it. 

She never did remember the real rapist. She only remebered seing me. There were no witneses. There was no penitration.the evidence did not incriminate me but did not clear me. 

I was in the area. I was near her. Her shorts were down and t shirt ripped. I seemed to be the only one in the vinicity. The evidence was circumstances but it was there. I could nir refute her story.  It was reasonable for a jury to believe that i was in the process of participating in a sexual asult in progress. 

My lawer argued for reasonable doubt. He claimed that the prosicutuon did not prove beyond a reasonable doubt that i was about to rape her. My story of a gang was plausible.  The prosicutor argued that it is reasonable to conclufe that i was trying to raper her.

The jury did not buy my lawyer’s argument.  I was found guilty. I was shocked.  I was so sure that the prosecutor did not make his case. Aperently i was mistaken. I could not beleve this. I had been so sure that the truth would come out. I was hoping that the good would overcome evil. That had not happen.  

“Gregory j Rowland having been guilty of atempted rape , i hearby sentence you to under go a penectomy. “The judge said.

“Oh no!” i thought. I was beyond stuned. The thought of being castrated.  I think i would preferred to be put to death. I knew that penectomy was an a legal punishment in the republic. I never thought i would have to endure it. I accepted time in jail. Not this. This was beyound horible. This was way worse then my worst nightmere. 

I was alowed to go home. I was equipped with an ankle monitor.  I would get a phone call informing me when i needed to report for the sentence to be caried out.

I tried not to think about what was going to happen. I tried to relax. Tried to do things i enjoyed doing. My life was not going to ever be the same.  I was so nervous.  I tried to stay calm. That was definitely a losing battle and then some.

As the days went on, i staeted to foeget about the storm cloud hanging on my head. I gues i headed into a kind of normalcy bias. I knew that it would catch up with me. Of course it did. 

I got a call. I was to report to the nearest hospital at 700 am the following morning to undergo the procedure. I gulped. I acknowledged the order. I assured them that i would be. 

I barely slept that night. It was a very king night. Finally i gave up trying. I showered.  I looked at my penis knowing that by the end of the day it would be gone foever. 

I put o. A green t shirt jeens and sandles. I took a deep breath.  I drove to the hospital. I went to the security section of the hospital.  I went to the front desk. 

I gave my name.  I showed the paper work to the clerk. I was told to take a seat. One of the pamplet was how to care for yourself post penectomy. After reading a few lines,i decided that i would rather be suprised. It was better not to know until after it happened.  I would have to deal with it eventualy. I did not to have it just now. It was comming. I knew that.  

A nurse came out and called my name. I sighed and went in. I was told to diarobe.i pulled off my t shirt. Then my jeens. I took off my underware. 

I got on the bed. I was humiliated. I hated bwing naked in front of other people.  It was weird when the medical team entered. 

The nurse told me to masturbate. The screen displayed various phonographic images.  It made me very horny. My thing got very big. My penis was placed into a guillotine like structure. At the point where they were going to cut it i was going to have almost remaning. 

I was not given any thing for the pain. There was no anesthesia used. I was not knocked out or numbed in any way. My penis now very erect and stimulated was placed in the guillotine.  They gave me a few seconds.  Then the guillotine was pused. It fell on my woo hoo. I screamed and screamed. My yelps could be heared on the other side of the country i am sure. I have been in so much pain. 

The blood went everywhere. The medical team tried to cauterize the wound.  The medical team then rushed me off to sugery. 

Then i was brought to the operating room. This time i was knocked out.they did give me drugs. I was put under. They created an artificial virgina so that i could pee. I would now have to pee siting down. 

I woke up houers later.  I was grogy at first. Then i remembered. I was in a hospital gowan and diaper. I would have to be diapered now. They were not able to make me continent. I would have to adjust. 

I was in pain for days. I was discharged after a week. I was sentenced to get a penectomy.  I did not have to go to jail. At this point i am not a threat to anyone.  

My boobs started to come in. I decided to take harmones and my tits grew. I got a bra. I worw womens panties over my diaper. A frienr drove me home.

I spent the first few days home. I used a  Wheal chair at first. I was able to walk on my own power for of the time. I had a wheal chair just in case.  I ware dreses now. I mostly as a women. 

According to the census division, i am a phase two unique. I am neither male nor female. I am not sure what i am. I am not msle anymore  but not quite female. I feel male sometimes. Other times i do feel female. Its conplicated.

The gang who tried to rape lisa hermain were caught during a gang war.they found evidence that they tried to rape lisa. They confessed. 

I did not press charges against Lisa. She has been though enough. I did not sue the government but they settled with me. I dont need mony or want it. I do need help with medical bills. I want my thing back. That i cant get back. This will do.

The end.