As you walked towards the giant concrete building labeled "medical" you gulped, knowing that whatever changes she had in mind for you were sure to be found here. As she walked, you could tell that she was at a pace faster than how most would have taken it, not sure if it was due to her excitement or her superior fitness.
"See little guy, I'm not too into little guys. I'm in the market for women, and that's pretty easy to change lucky for us." She giggled, immediately causing a struggle on your behalf as you figured out what she had in store for you. This psycho was planning on turning you into a woman! Fighting her grip was pointless however, as she simply tightened her fingers around your body, letting you know that this was happening whether you liked it or not.
Walking up to the desk, she informed the receptionist of her plans, who gladly typed something into the computer before assigning her to a room, where she promptly walked towards. She took a seat, tapping her foot anxiously as she brought you to her face once again.
"What are you so scared of? I'm just trying to make you pretty!" She giggled. "You can be my own personal barbie! Think about how much fun dress up will be!" she continued. "It'll be fun, trust me."
As she finished her statement a doctor walked into the room, greeting your captor. "So, what can we do for you?" She asked, wondering what the operation was to entail.
"Well I have a barbie sized person here, but they don't exactly meet my specifications. I was wondering if you could give them the body that I'm thinking of. Some big tits, wide hips, plump lips, and an ass to die for. You get it?" She said kindly, as though they weren't discussing your fate right in front of you.
"I think we can do just that! Hand him over, and we'll get her back to you asap, then you can pay up front." she said, as your captor deposited you into the doctor's palm. She walked out of the room with you in tow, bringing you to what appeared to be a miniature metal table in a different part of the clinic. She whistled a casual tune as she strapped you by your arms and legs onto the table, bringing a machine down from above and pointing it directly at you. With a few types of the keyboard, and the flick of a lever, you passed out.
When you awoke, nothing seemed to be different at first, until you started regaining feeling in your body. You could see the gym rat standing above you, the receptionist behind you as you began to notice the changes. Your lips were pouty, oversized as you noticed your now long blonde hair brush past your arms which were smooth and hairless. Were those long painted nails on your fingertips? You didn't even have time to think about it before you looked at your chest and noticed that you know had breasts which were comparable to an E cup, with an ass that cushioned yourself to the point of pressing you at an angle while laying down, with wide hips to match. What broke you however, was the lack of a penis in your groin, replaced with a vagina. You were a woman now. And a rather voluptuous one at that.
"Alright Miss Britney, that'll be $1000" The receptionist said to your captor, finally giving you a name to the face which had forced you through this madness. As Britney dug through her wallet, she proceeded to tell the receptionist
"See little guy, I'm not too into little guys. I'm in the market for women, and that's pretty easy to change lucky for us." She giggled, immediately causing a struggle on your behalf as you figured out what she had in store for you. This psycho was planning on turning you into a woman! Fighting her grip was pointless however, as she simply tightened her fingers around your body, letting you know that this was happening whether you liked it or not.
Walking up to the desk, she informed the receptionist of her plans, who gladly typed something into the computer before assigning her to a room, where she promptly walked towards. She took a seat, tapping her foot anxiously as she brought you to her face once again.
"What are you so scared of? I'm just trying to make you pretty!" She giggled. "You can be my own personal barbie! Think about how much fun dress up will be!" she continued. "It'll be fun, trust me."
As she finished her statement a doctor walked into the room, greeting your captor. "So, what can we do for you?" She asked, wondering what the operation was to entail.
"Well I have a barbie sized person here, but they don't exactly meet my specifications. I was wondering if you could give them the body that I'm thinking of. Some big tits, wide hips, plump lips, and an ass to die for. You get it?" She said kindly, as though they weren't discussing your fate right in front of you.
"I think we can do just that! Hand him over, and we'll get her back to you asap, then you can pay up front." she said, as your captor deposited you into the doctor's palm. She walked out of the room with you in tow, bringing you to what appeared to be a miniature metal table in a different part of the clinic. She whistled a casual tune as she strapped you by your arms and legs onto the table, bringing a machine down from above and pointing it directly at you. With a few types of the keyboard, and the flick of a lever, you passed out.
When you awoke, nothing seemed to be different at first, until you started regaining feeling in your body. You could see the gym rat standing above you, the receptionist behind you as you began to notice the changes. Your lips were pouty, oversized as you noticed your now long blonde hair brush past your arms which were smooth and hairless. Were those long painted nails on your fingertips? You didn't even have time to think about it before you looked at your chest and noticed that you know had breasts which were comparable to an E cup, with an ass that cushioned yourself to the point of pressing you at an angle while laying down, with wide hips to match. What broke you however, was the lack of a penis in your groin, replaced with a vagina. You were a woman now. And a rather voluptuous one at that.
"Alright Miss Britney, that'll be $1000" The receptionist said to your captor, finally giving you a name to the face which had forced you through this madness. As Britney dug through her wallet, she proceeded to tell the receptionist
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July 28, 2023
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