Grievously abused teenager goes through gender reassignment

Part II. Cody’s Destiny

1

-         Hello, little sister – Lakshmi greeted me – welcome in. How are you doing?-

Ever since my final transformation that little Indian lady was extremely warm to me and called me “little sister”. I guess she was right at that, we both went through the same experience. I remembered how Cindy teased me once we were in India and saw a group of Hijras there. I was really like one of them now.

   It was Saturday morning and about three months after our return from San Francisco. I’ve been back to work and it seemed like my practice was growing even faster than before. The rumors of my complete transition into womanhood had spread among the women in town: I think many of them were attracted to me because of that: now the last barrier between my and their sexual identity was broken. 

   The reason I came to talk to Catherine was some very delicate issue. She met me in the lobby and we kissed liked to good female friends; then she invited me to the lounge and offered me a drink. I didn’t know where to start and Catherine soon noticed by confusion.

-         What’s wrong, sweetheart? Something happened between you and Cindy? Did you have a fight over Pablo? You have to tell mommy- she said looking in straight in my eyes.

-         No, it’s not that. Actually Cindy doesn’t mind our lovemaking with Pablo at all. Moreover, she encourages us to engage in it more often. And Pablo seems to be really mad about me. It’s great since it makes me feel like a real woman. I just wonder sometimes if it’s possible to wean him from me in the future: I am sure Cindy would want him back after the baby is born. How could she not? He is absolutely irresistible. –

-         I often worry about that myself. To be honest with you, I never considered it to be a good idea: that affair with Pablo. I think you can satisfy any woman in bed just as well as any man. But I may be wrong: after all Cindy is much younger than me and all women are different. I wanted to ask you how did you take all that? You must have been quite frightened at first. I’ve never seen Pablo naked but Cindy told me that he’s a real stud: twelve inches, is that right? Gosh, he must have scared hell out of you. I was worrying myself that all the marvelous work that Dr. F. did on you would get ruined. –

-         Yes, you’re right: I was a bit scared in the beginning. Just like a young bride before her wedding night - we both chuckled – But Cindy must have done a good job preparing Pablo for our first night. Although he was really horny, he managed to stay as patient and gentle as men could be. I didn’t feel any pain and nothing was damaged: after all Dr. F. didn’t endow me with a hymen. It was absolutely great and I couldn’t get enough of it. But enough about that for now. We’ll talk about it at some other time. I came to talk about a problem that I ran into yesterday at the clinic.-

-         A problem? Why didn’t you tell me right then and there? You know that the door of my office is always open for you as for all my colleagues. –

-         It happened late in the day. That was my last patient yesterday, Ms L. I spent quite some time with her and you were gone already. And then you went to the city last night to see a new performance at the Met. That’s why I came only today. By the way, how was the show?-

-         It was great. Pavarotti was incredible, as always. But let’s go back to business. What was the problem with Ms. L?

-         There wasn’t any problem with her personally. She is in great health and she takes really good care of herself. I guess with her money she can afford it. The problem was with the service she asked me to provide for her that I am not sure I can. She wants to take a eunuch in her household. She has a young man who, according to her words, agreed to give her the gift of his manhood. And she wants me to be his castratrix. But I never did anything like that before. I have only a theoretical knowledge of the procedure, except for the time when you relieved me of my testicles. Besides, I am not sure it is right for me to do it. I know that Julio and Bob were never allowed to castration ward, and neither was I. I didn’t want to let her down though and promised her to think about it. I owe her the answer by Monday.  So, what would you say about that?–

-         First of all, I don’t want you to compare yourself to Bob and Julio. You ARE a woman, like you just said when you were telling me about your lovemaking with Pablo. And they are eunuchs, unless they want to go the same path that you did, which I doubt they ever will. But you’re right: you don’t have any experience in castration. And we don’t want it botched. Well, I guess I’ll have to talk to Ms L. and clarify to her this situation.  I’ll tell her that you cannot be allowed to do any castrations without a supervision of senior partner. I hope she knows that it is not something that is taught routinely to the OB-GYN residents. I’ll let you know tomorrow after I pay her a call.

2

  I didn’t have to wait till next day: Catherine came to our house around ten that same night. She was quite upset; actually I could read horror and revulsion in her eyes. She was breathing heavily, almost panting, and her face was pale. Neither Cindy nor I ever saw her in such a state; we were literally astonished.

  - Catherine, what happened?! – Cindy uttered at last – Please, step in. I’ll fix you a drink. It looks like you need one desperately.-

Catherine threw herself on a sofa in our living room and dropped her face in her hands. Cindy rushed in with a glass of gin tonic. Catherine gulped it and it seemed to help her. She then told us the horror story that she witnessed after I talked to her in the morning.

She called Ms L. after I left, as she told me she would do, and was invited to come over.

- I know Laura for many years – Catherine told us – and when you came in the morning to tell me that she decided to get a young eunuch I sensed that something wasn’t quite right. It didn’t make much sense to me.  I know that Laura is a lesbian and has the same lesbian partner for many years. She didn’t care at all for either men or eunuchs. She is not easily given to all these trendy things like many other women in town who take eunuchs because it is considered to be chic and glamorous.  She doesn’t give a damn about glamour, as far as I can tell.  So, I couldn’t understand why that lesbian lady in her fifties wanted to change her lifestyle drastically all of a sudden.    

   And then I called her, and she invited me to come over. She didn’t tell you the whole story that day when you saw her, Renee, did she? She didn’t tell you anything about that young man that she wanted castrated? –

-         No, not really. She only mentioned to me that he was very young and there might be a problem of obtaining informed consent. There was still an unresolved problem of his legal guardianship. She said that she was working on it with her lawyer Ms D. and hoped that the legal obstacles would be resolved soon.-

-         Did she tell you how young was he?-

-         No, she did not.-

-         He is only sixteen. His name is Cody, by the way. And now let me tell you about this poor boy’s life until the moment Laura found him.

You probably know that Laura comes from one of the wealthiest families and owns a huge fortune. She is also very well known for her philanthropy. Some years ago she created a charity foundation that helps to support a hospital somewhere in Appalachia; I think it’s in Kentucky. The folks who live there are very poor, many of them are illiterate. There are some weird religious nutcases in those trailer parks.

So, about a year ago Laura went to see her money at work. She visited the hospital that I mentioned before and there she first met Cody. Poor boy was brought there by his older sister after attempted suicide: he slashed his wrists. His folks – one of those nutty cultists, although I don’t give a damn about their weird beliefs; to me they are just a bunch of sadistic boors – maimed him for life. They caught him masturbating once – something that every boy does at his age; but in their eyes he was indulging in an unforgivable sin of Onan. Just imagine: rape or incest is OK with them, their men raping their own wives and daughters all the time, and walk: but masturbation or homosexuality are deadly sins to them. His own mother took a gun and shot his penis off. Cody survived the maiming but his life became and unceasing torture: he still had his testicles and his libido raged on. But he was denied forever an ability to relieve himself except if he was lucky to get a wet dream. But even that was seen as a sign of sinfulness by his parents: every time it happened he was caned mercilessly. And also his wound was so awful that even after it closed sexual arousal caused him terrible pain in the stump of his severed member. No wonder he was driven to suicide. After he tried to kill himself his family completely renounced him, except for his older sister, who was probably the only human being among those beasts. She took custody of Cody and still is his legal guardian. However, she has no means to provide any relief for him: she had no money to pay the medical bills that she got already for his treatment at the hospital. Needless to say they have no medical insurance.  Laura was so infuriated by that tragedy that she was literally beside herself. She paid all the bills that Cody’s sister accrued and consulted the best surgeons in the country whom she could think of. Nobody was able to give her any hope: the boy’s life seemed to be ruined forever. No surgeon could restore his lost penis. Then she learned about your transformation, Renee, and a glimmer of hope dawned on her: may be Cody can go your way and achieve some peace in his wretched life. That’s why she chose you to help him.  So she talked to Cody’s sister and was able to bring him here. I am so glad that you told me about it, because you were absolutely correct: this is not a task that you can carry on alone. If we really are to help this poor boy, we’ll do it together. I have some ideas, but we need to talk to Cody’s sister first and present to her and Cody all the options that they have. –

-         What options do we have? – asked Cindy. She was visibly shaken by the terrible story that Catherine just told us.

-         First of all, we have to relieve his pain. I don’t mean to make him a drug addict though. The source of his pain is in his testicles and the scars that are left after his maiming. If we just castrate him his libido will diminish gradually, but it may take a long time at his age. So we need to do something about these scars that cause him so much pain. You should’ve seen them: I don’t think you ever saw anything as terrible. –

-         I think I did – I interjected – in my residency years at Lincoln. There were some women from Africa that I saw there who were victims of genital mutilation. –

-         Yeah, you may be right. I forgot that. Well, another difficult task is to make Cody more or less comfortable with his body image. Since his manhood cannot me repaired I think the only choice he has is to get female external genitalia that are at least cosmetically acceptable. It is certainly better than the mess he has now. If we succeed in creating them it may give him a necessary nudge towards complete feminization. I am not sure if it would ever be possible to create a functional vagina: we have very little to work with. I may need Dr. F’s help. In the meantime I want to do one more thing: we need to get Cody’s sperm somehow. I don’t want to close the door on procreation for him. I think it will help him to accept his transformation if he knows that he still may get children if he finds a right woman. –

-         I think I can do it – said Cindy – You know that I am an expert sperm collector. – She winked at me. – I’ll get a kit and do it first thing in the morning on Monday. –

-         Very well. And we’ll meet on Monday at my office. Maria will be there too. She has some solid experience in plastic surgery and restoration of female genitalia. She used to help those poor African women that you told me about. I also want you to be in the team. This is an opportunity that you shouldn’t miss. Things like that don’t happen very often, especially in New Canaan. We feel so shielded from the outside world of abject poverty and violence in our rich walled estates. It only when something terrible happens we get a sense of cruel reality that others have to face every day.

3.

   On Monday morning we were sitting at Catherine’s office: Catherine was relating poor Cody’s story to Maria. She then outlined the plan for his rehabilitation. It was pretty much what she told me in Cindy the day before. As we were weighing all the options that were there, Cindy knocked on the door and came in. She put the semen collection kit on the table, dropped in a chair and wept. All three of us jumped to our feet and tried to calm her down.

-         It was so terrible what they did to that poor boy. I was trying to help him. I thought I’d give him a pleasant relief but it hurt him so much!-

-         What happened? –

-         Well, I came to Ms L.’s house as I have told. She was expecting me after Catherine’s call. She was very nice to me. When she asked me about how much do I know about Cody’s grievous injury I said what Catherine told us. She then led me to Cody’s room and asked me to be nice with him. She then left us alone. I explained to that poor boy the purpose of my visit. He looked extremely sad, but when I was able to get my message across he cheered up a bit. That glimpse of hope that he may be able to get children in the future certainly helped him. He also noticed that I must be pregnant and it somehow produced a degree of comfort to him. I then asked him to undress. He was embarrassed and I tried to reassure by telling that I was just a nurse who came to help him because it was my duty. After some hesitation he obeyed and I saw that terrible mess that he had between his legs. I don’t have the right word to describe that monstrosity. It almost made me sick. I braced myself as best I could and proceeded to caress his scrotum: it was tight and very sensitive; poor boy had no relief in a long, long time. I knew that any direct contact with the remains of his penis would cause him the most excruciating pain, so I did my best to avoid it. I decided to give him a massage of his prostate to make him ejaculate. I did is as gently and tenderly as any woman could, but when it came to ejaculation it still caused him a lot of pain. Even his arousal was painful enough, but when he finally climaxed it was real agony of pain. His shrill screams are still in my ears. When he finally released his load he was writhing and shuddering from pain and exhaustion: I gave him my breasts to suck which helped him to calm down. Fortunately, I was able to collect his semen without spilling it but I doubt I can do it again. I am not a sadist to put this poor child through such an agony again.  –

-Thank you, Cindy – Catherine gave her a warm hug – I knew it wouldn’t be easy. You did a wonderful job and, hopefully it won’t need to be repeated. He should have a good sperm count, considering his age. – She than turned to Maria and me – One last thing: I spoke to Dr. F yesterday about Cody’s case. He approved the plan that we just have discussed. He told me that should Cody ever decide to go for complete feminization he may be able to help him to get a functional vagina. It certainly would be more difficult than in a regular case of male-to-female SRS but not entirely impossible. In the meantime he agreed that there are no other reasonable choices for Cody than getting female external organs first. He told me that he was sure we could do a decent job. You worked with him, Maria, and he had confidence in your skills. So you’ll be the boss in the OR, and Renee and I will be your assistants. Is it all right with you?-

- I guess it is. I still have to see him to get a clear idea what can I do in order to help him – was Maria’s answer

- All right then. I’ll call Laura and she’ll bring Cody for you to see sometime this week. I’ll let you know exactly when. She still needs to get hold of Cody’s sister since she is the only one who can sign all the legal papers.- 

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 4

      Later that week Ms. L flew back to Kentucky and came back with Cody’s sister Amanda.

All three of us met them at Maria’s office where Cody was brought as well.  Maria took Cody to the exam room and invited me to join her. What we saw was awful. I haven’t seen anything like it even with all my Lincoln experience. However, Maria was quite upbeat and told me that she probably can fashion a decently looking vulva out of that mess. After we were done with Cody’s exam, we went back to Maria’s office. Ms. L and Amanda were waiting for us impatiently; they wanted to hear the final verdict.

Maria was pretty straightforward with them.

-         I am afraid I may repeat what other doctors have already told you – she began – but Cody’s manhood cannot be salvaged. – Amanda’s eyes turned moist when she heard that. She struggled to stay quiet and tried her best to listen carefully. She was a simple country girl in her early twenties with very little education but her mind was quite sharp. She understood that her brother will never be a normal functional man. 

-         Now, to leave Cody as he is now – continued Maria – is extremely cruel. He suffers terribly, his life has become hell. The only way to spare him further pain is to remove the sources of it. And there two of them: first, it’s his testicles that produce semen and male hormones that make Cody lust sex; and any sexual arousal causes him pain with no relief. Second, it’s the scars. We will have to remove them and release the nerve endings that are embedded there. And third, we will have to make Cody’s groin to look nice. Since we cannot restore its male appearance will have to make it look more or less like female. –

-         You mean he’ll have a pussy, like a girl? – Amanda questioned incredulously – and he’ll be screwed by other boys like all girls? -  It looked like she found that prospect amusing and repulsive at the same time.

-         No, not exactly – Maria did her best not to chuckle – we won’t be able to make a vagina. But he will look like a girl down there, at least on the outside and will have to sit to pee. And may be later we’ll be able to make him into a fully functional woman if that will be his choice. It is possible. Of course he will never be able to get pregnant but we were able to collect and preserve his sperm that can be used to make another woman pregnant with HIS baby. –

Amanda looked at us with awe. We were almost like magicians to her.

-So, what do you say, Amanda – Ms L. finally asked after a minute of awkward silence. –

- I… I don’t know. It all sounds so odd to me. I’ve heard about it and even watched it on TV. Jerry Springer’s Show, I guess it was. But I could never imagine that it can be for real. I thought it was all travesty and games. –

- It is for real. Actually one of us in this very room used to be a man not so long ago -   was Maria’s comment.

- You’re kidding me! – Amanda couldn’t believe her ears. – You all look like gorgeous ladies, not like those freaks on TV screen. – She was staring at us, trying to guess in vain whom Maria was calling a former man.

- Renee, why don’t you talk to Amanda privately- Catherine interfered- I hope it won’t take too long.-

I took Amanda by hand and led her to Cindy’s office. Fortunately, she was there busy with her paperwork.

- Cindy, sweetheart, this is Amanda, Cody’s sister. You’ll do me a big favor if you can entertain Amanda and talk to her about our life while I drive home and bring something to show her. I promise to be back shortly.-

Cindy just nodded and I left. I went home and got an album with our family pictures. It showed me and Cindy at all stages of our life together. There were pictures of us with little Beatrix too. I deliberately left Pablo’s pictures out. When I came back Amanda stared at me with a look of great puzzlement. I showed her the pictures. She looked at them, then at me, then at the pictures again. Some of the pictures were quite revealing.

-         Do you believe us now? If you want me to undress I can do it for you.-

Amanda looked at me studiously. I could feel her inner struggle: she was curious but her innate decency wouldn’t let her curiosity to go too far. 

-         No, I trust you- she finally uttered – and you think you can make poor Cody into a gorgeous lady like yourself?-

-         If that’s what HE wants when he is adult – was Cindy’s reply.

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When Amanda has gone back to Maria’s office to sign the legal papers, I asked Cindy:

-         So, what did you tell her while I went to get the pictures?-

-         Well, I told her about you: about your childhood, and your student years and how we came to know each other. I told you about your transformation and how you came to it.-

-         Did you tell her about Pablo? –  I smirked

-         You are one naughty girl! – Cindy exclaimed. – No, I did not. And thank God you didn’t bring our pictures with him. Poor girl had enough already. What would she think of us if we told her about our threesomes? She was not brought up by a bunch of libertines like ourselves.-

We both broke into a mirthful laughter as Cindy uttered her last words.

5

On the day of Cody’s surgery Maria, Catherine and I met at Maria’s office and rehearsed the plan of the operation.

-         I hope it all goes as planned – Catherine sighed after Maria drew us some sketches of genital reconstruction that she was planning to do. – I didn’t know that you’re such a good artist. I hope you can make it in flesh as nicely as on the paper.

We went to the OR and scrubbed. Cody was already there. Our anesthesiologist Dr. Sue Hunt was working on putting Cody to sleep. We first thought that we would do it under spinal block, but Maria told us that she would need to preserve the nerve’s conductivity to check the functionality of Cody’s newly created organs. Spinal was not feasible for that.

  We put on surgical gowns and gloves. Cody was already asleep, his legs fixed in the stirrups and spread wide apart to allow room for three of us. His mangled groin was already scrubbed and covered with a sterile sheet by the nurses leaving an operating field open. The first stage of the surgery was rather simple and Maria did it alone. She made a deep longitudinal incision along the natural midline of Cody’s scrotum effectively splitting it in two halves each containing one of his testicles. After a thorough hemostasis she made a small incision on the inner surface of the split scrotal sac containing Cody’s left testicle and squeezed the testicle out. She then repeated the same maneuver on the right side. Pulling Cody’s testicles and spermatic cords out, she tied both spermatic cords twice and cut them between the ligatures. The stumps of the cords contracted and retracted into his inguinal canals. His scrotum was empty now. Maria closed the incisions through which she retrieved Cody’s testicles and began to fashion his now empty scrotum into a pair of female outer labia. It took her over an hour to finish that stage and in the end she succeeded in making a really nice pair of labia. The most difficult part was yet to come. After Maria finished working on Cody’s former scrotum she moved up to the mangled remains of his penis. Carefully dissecting the awful keloid scars she began to release his catheterized urethra from the remains of the erectile tissue. Catherine and I helped her by holding the hooks at the edges of the incision and pulling them apart to allow her as much room for maneuver as possible. When the urethra was released Maria moved it down and fixed it to the skin in the middle of newly created slit of neovulva.

Once that was done the most delicate task began. We took a brief break and then resumed our work, now using the microscope. It was necessary for identifying and preserving the nerves and blood vessels in the remains of the erectile tissue. It took us over three hours to remove all the scars and to implant the tiny nerves and blood vessels in what was meant to become the semblance of clitoris. It was the most difficult task that I’ve ever seen but in the end it was rewarding: poor Cody will not be entirely deprived of pleasures of sex. Maria even succeeded in fashioning a clitoral hood using some leftover of intact skin of what used to be Cody’s penis. She couldn’t create a new vagina though: most of penile tissue was missing. In the end she was able to create a vaginal introitus inverting the stump of corpus spongiosum. But it certainly wasn’t a normal size vagina.

-Oh well – Maria sighed – I guess I’ll have to leave it to my teacher Dr. F. Hopefully he’ll be able to fashion a new vagina using a sigmoid. I am not good at it-

 - You did a really marvelous job, Maria. – Catherine and I were amazed at her skillful sculpturing – We all learned a great deal from you today-

We were very tired but it was worth it.  After Cody was taken to the recovery room all three of us went to the lounge and took a shower. It was the first time Maria saw me naked and she marveled at my feminine physique that looked so genuine. Tired as she was after the long hours of hard and demanding work that she just completed in the OR she couldn’t stop staring at me and even started to fondle me as we were standing under the stream of soothing warm water. 

-         You are so beautiful, Renee – she whispered in my ear – it’s hard to imagine that you weren’t born a woman. –

-         Maybe I was – I said playfully – in my previous life. And Catherine just awoke a woman that was sleeping inside me. And I hope you just did the same to poor Cody. It would be sad if he chooses to be a boy with a pussy. We have to talk him into going through complete feminization. –

-         I was thinking the same – Maria replied – What do think, Catherine, can we do it?-

-         We’ll try. But I don’t want anyone to be pushy about that. Let poor Cody alone for a while and let him enjoy life without that agony of pain that seemed to be his destiny for the last almost two years.  Let him heal and explore his remodeled body. Ana if he is content with his new looks, we can then give him a tiny gentle nudge in that direction. – Catherine winked at us playfully as we caressed each other – And now, girls if you really want to make love to each other I think we can find a better place for that. Let’s go to my home. I hope you don’t mind a threesome? –

6

At Catherine’s home we went to a whirlpool. That really helped us to relax: our muscles were still stiff from the tension of those long hours at the operation table. We then moved to Catherine’s bedroom and made love on the same king size bed where I had parted with my manhood with Catherine’s help two years ago. It seemed like an eternity has passed since. Catherine got some sexy toys for us and we screwed like bunnies. Catherine herself was not fond of penetrative sex, so Maria and I gave her heads while we screwed each other with a double dildo.

  After all three of us came several times and we were lying exhausted on the bed, I whispered in Maria’s ear:

-         I never thought of you as an expert lesbian lover –

-         I never was one. Just experimented with it like all girls at college. Never had sex with another woman since. It almost made me feel nostalgic. And you were great, Renee. –

Catherine patted us on the backs lovingly.

-         Thank you, girls. You gave me the most wonderful night. We should have it more often. –

-         Have you ever thought of Julio following my footsteps? – I asked Maria.

-         Nah, it’ll never work. I wonder at times if Helen really had gelded him. He seems as horny in bed as ever. I don’t know what it takes to bring down Julio’s lust for me. May be he has a spare set of balls hidden somewhere in his body.-

-         No, he doesn’t. I saw him at work, and was amazed how cool and content he was with other women. –

-         I guess you’re right. It must be just me and Helen who turn him on. I must admit that I was very nice and attentive to him ever since Helen took his jewels. And he is totally uninhibited now since he is not afraid of making me pregnant. I do give him Testosterone patches every once in a while but even without them he is able to perform very well almost every night. And when we have Helen and Bob at our place, Julio screws us both like a real stud. He is very generously endowed and his member hasn’t shrunk a bit, perhaps because of his daily exercises of virility. It still drives me wild to feel his huge dick with nothing under it. Bob is not like that. He is just a sweet gentle eunuch who worships my body and loves to give me oral sex. Never had he tried to hump me. –

-         Well, I guess all eunuchs are different. As for myself I began feeling like a woman almost immediately after Catherine had relieved me of my manhood. That feeling only got stronger over time. Now I sometimes wonder if I ever was a man; really hard to believe it, right?

-         You bet, it is.-

         It was almost midnight when I came home that night. Cindy and Pablo were already asleep, cuddled next to each other, Pablo’s hand resting on Cindy’s pregnant belly. Cindy must have gotten her sexual appetite back as her pregnancy progressed into the second trimester. I tiptoed to Beatrix’es room and kissed my little angel who was sleeping in the crib. I then went back to our bedroom, undressed and cuddled next to Pablo. I still felt very horny. When he wakes up I’ll fuck his brains out.

7.

Cody’s recovery was going remarkably well. In a few days the catheter was removed from his bladder and he was able to pee normally. That was a moment that gave all of us some anxiety: we were afraid that he might become incontinent. Fortunately, it didn’t happen: Maria did a really wonderful job. A week after the surgery she was able to remove all the dressings and show his remodeled groin to Amanda and Ms. L. Laura was very pleased with his new looks and Amanda was stunned.

-         He looks like a real girl now! I couldn’t even imagine it would look that natural. You are a real sorceress, Dr. Velasquez. You turned my little brother into little sister. It really looks like a miracle to me. I reckon we need to find you a new name, Cody. How about Cady? –

 -Don’t push him to hard, Amanda – Maria told her with a big smile – Let him get used to it: one step at a time. –

-I am sorry, Dr. Velasquez. – Amanda got visibly upset. – There is one other thing that troubles me.-

 - What is it, Amanda?-

- I don’t think it is right for me to take Cody back to Kentucky.  The folks are brutal there. When they find out that he turned into a girl they gang rape him and kill him. 

It’s abomination to them. –

-         I think, your fears are justified, Amanda – we all agreed. – Why don’t you ask Ms L.: if she can take care of Cody. Or should we say Cady? –

-         It would be a great pleasure to me – Laura said - I got so attached to Cody that it is hard for me to imagine that he’d be taken away. He is like my own child now. And you, Amanda, is always welcome to be my guest. After all, you are the one who saved Cody’s life. My house is always open for you. –

She gave Amanda a warm hug.

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A month has passed and Cody was back in Maria’s office for a check-up. Maria called me and Catherine: so we can see the result of our team work. But first we talked to Ms. L.

- How is he doing, Laura? – Catherine asked her anxiously – Any depression?-

- No, none at all. It was a nice surprise to me at first, but then Cody told me that he was so happy that the pain that tortured him for years was gone. It didn’t matter much to him that he looked like a girl as long as the pain was gone. And there is one more thing I wanted to tell you. The other day I noticed that Cody was playing with his new pussy and there was a noticeable pleasure on his face while he was doing that. – She smiled - of course I didn’t try to stop him. –

 - Certainly. Poor boy has suffered enough. No one should forbid him to have a little innocent pleasure. – Catherine took Laura by the hand - Do you think it is time to start his full transition to womanhood?-

- I think so. But you have to ask him first-

We then invited Cody to the exam room. It was the first time that we saw a happy expression on his cherubic face. We found him in excellent shape. After the exam was over Catherine turned to me and said:

-         I think he is your type, Renee. He already shows some signs of feminization. – She then turned to Cody and asked him – Cody, do you want to be like Dr. Lacroix? She wasn’t born the way she is now. She became a woman much later in life. –

Cody blushed and nodded looking at me with amazement and admiration.

-         All right. We’ll start giving you female hormones today. –

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In a year Cody became Cady. Her birth certificate was changed to reflect his transition.

 She looked like any normal happy teenage girl. She was in high school and a pretty good student there. Ms. L did a great job home schooling her and filling up huge gaps in Cady’s education. At rural Kentucky education wasn’t the first priority, obviously.

Ms. L. decided to take her to California to see Dr. F after her graduation. She wanted Cady to be a fully functional woman.

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