My Odyssey Part 7: Nurse Betty by As narrated

(story continues from My Odyssey Part 6: Miss Sims by As narrated)

My Odyssey

As narrated by Anne-Marie Killamajiian,
Wife of Ahmed, of the House of Mustaffa, the Diamond Merchant

Warning: This story involves bondage, consensual sex, domination, coercion, sex changes, sexual slavery, rape, and other jiggery-pokery. It is entirely fictional, and is intended as entertainment for adults only. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or to any location or activity is purely coincidental. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. (As if anybody ever is!)

Note: If you would like to contact the authoress to make a comment, you may contact Anne through Tony-B who originally published it as "My Story". She hopes you enjoy reading her story. Tony would also appreciate your comments. We will endeavor to answer all emails.

RECAP: In Part 6, The deed had been done. Jim had become Anne. As she awoke after surgery, she began to realize the tremendous differences between men and women, and had begun to deal with them.

Part 7: Nurse Betty

Doctor Bulieu returned, with Betty tagging along after him. I could hear them coming up the hall, with the click, click, click of her heels.

“Well”, he said. “… let’s pick up where we left off. … How are you feeling, Anne?”

“I’m okay”, I replied, “… except that my breasts itch a lot, and my nipples hurt.”

“That’s normal”, he said. “It’s ‘growing pains’. You’ll get used to it in the next few weeks, and it will go away completely in just a couple of months. But for right now, you’ll be experiencing a lot of new feelings, as you grow accustomed to living in your new body.”

“Please remove her restraints, Betty.”, he said.

She quickly released me.

“Anne, this is Nurse Betty. She will be your companion through your program here. You can get answers to most of your questions directly from her. … We’ve found that it helps the transition to have a girlfriend helping you. She’s been with us for several years, so is totally familiar with all aspects of the program.”

“Good morning, Nurse Betty”, I offered.

“Please,” she said, “… just Betty. There’s no need for titles among friends, and we’re going to be great friends.”

I felt comfortable with her already!

“Get the hand-mirror Betty”, the doctor ordered.

Betty retrieved it from the dresser on the opposite side of the room, and said to me, “Well, Anne, here’s your moment of truth…”

She held the mirror up in front of my face. And I couldn’t believe it! There was a young woman staring back at me. Someone I had never seen before, but she was very nice looking. A bit straggled though, as if she had just been awakened. It slowly dawned on me that this was me! The new me! And I didn’t look half bad as a woman.

“Oh!”, I exclaimed. It was an outburst of surprise that the doctor had done such a nice job, and that I really did look nice.

“Yes”, the doctor said. “… you’ll get used to it in just a couple of days. You’ll see!”

“Tomorrow, Henry will bring you a full-length mirror, so you can survey the rest of your new self.”

“Are we done with the surgeries?”, I asked.

“For the most part, yes. Most of your surgeries were done the first week after you went to sleep”, the doctor said.

“Went to sleep?”, I thought… “More like I was PUT to sleep!”

“The primary surgery – the one that changed your sex – only took about three hours. The rest of the time was to allow you to heal without complications, to do any necessary touchups, and perform non-invasive and cosmetic procedures. Technically, Jim Irwin died on that operating table, as you were being born.”

It felt funny being told that you had died. Strange, in fact, since I still felt like myself inside…

“We straightened your teeth, reshaped your mouth a bit, and repositioned a few facial muscles which will give you a very pretty smile”, he said. ….. “There is one procedure we didn’t do yet. We wanted to wait for you to make the decision as to whether to have it done. … It would only affect your self-image, but this is one decision only you should make.”

Yes, go on, I thought …

“It’s called revisionsal blepharoplasty. If you like, we can restructure your eyelids to give you a more Eurasian appearance. Oriental eyelids are quite popular over here, you know”, he said, smiling… “And, if you go back to the United States, they are quite popular among many men there, too. Many men want oriental wives, feeling they are more subservient. It’s also very popular in the Hawaiian Islands. You don’t need the procedure, unless you want it, of course. There’s no extra charge.”

He could make me look Eurasian, or leave me alone with a good old American face.

“I think I’ll stick with the regular Caucasian face, if you don’t mind”, I said “Over here, it might be a good selling point at the auction, since you’ve done such a good job already!”

“Alright”, he said. “Your choice. …”

Penectomy and Vaginoplasty

“Well, the first thing we did was to open you up through the pelvic floor, where your vagina would be located. We split the pubococcygeus muscle in order to create a path into the abdominal cavity. All your internal surgery was performed through this opening, so there would be no external scar tissue”, he explained.

“Your gluteus Maximaie were lifted and separated a bit to give your butt the characteristic female shape, and separation where panties and the back seam of shorts ride up between the butt muscles. You now have a cute little butt! This also widened your hips a bit, making them more feminine, and to give you the characteristic ‘sway’ when you walk, especially when you’re wearing high heels. While working in that area, we inserted two silicone wedges into your spinal column, between the disks, to give your pelvis the characteristic female tilt, which causes the spine to curve and the butt to stick out. We won’t have to do any further hip surgery.”

“You know that we turned your penis inside-out, and placed it into your body in the area of the deep perennial pouch, to create the vagina”, he said. “Removing the Prostate gave us some additional room to work, so to speak. We used some of your scrotal skin to augment the penis sheath, giving you an extra inch or so of depth in the vagina. You’ll be able to take any normal man with ease. We also created a clitoris, and labia for a totally normal appearance. Any gynecologist who examines you, will see no difference between your genitalia and those of a genetic woman. … We used more residual skin from your scrotum, and the corpus cavernosum – the spongy tissue that causes the penis to become erect when aroused – to create the labia majora – the outer lips which protect the vaginal opening. The side effect there, is that you’ll need to wash the labia after urination in order to prevent the odor commonly said to smell like ‘dead fish’.”

“We also connected the Cowper’s gland to your new vagina.”

“What’s the Cowper’s gland?”, I asked.

“Cowper’s gland… “, he thought for a moment, then continued…”The medical name is ‘The Bulbourethral Gland’”, the Doctor explained. “There are actually several. … They consist of pea-sized glands that empty fluid into the urethra. They are located posterior and lateral to the membranous portion of the urethra at the base of the penis. They are enclosed by the transverse fibers of the sphincter membraneceae muscle. In the female, they are called ‘Bartholin’s Glands’.”

“Whew! … That’s way over my head, Doctor”, I said.

“Well, let me see if I can explain it in simpler terms. …”

“There are these glands in both the male and female. When aroused, each gland produces a clear, viscous secretion known as pre-ejaculate – or ‘pre-cum’, as it’s commonly called. In the male, the fluid helps to lubricate the urethra for sperm to pass through, and to flush out any urine, residual or foreign matter. In the female, the body is in a constant state of semi-arousal, so the glands are producing fluid all the time. The fluid is directed into the vagina, where it acts as a constant lubricant, making the woman constantly ready for penetration. … Follow me so far?”, the Doctor asked.

“Yes, Doctor. That’s a lot clearer”. I said as I nodded my head. “But what causes a woman to constantly be aroused, and is she aware of it?”

“Generally, no. It’s an autonomic condition that becomes so routine to the body, that it is totally ignored. Much like a person isn’t aware of the pulses that control the heartbeat, or breathing. Due to the placement of the female clitoris, which is constantly being rubbed by the labia when walking, and constantly under pressure when she is seated, she is constantly semi-aroused. This leads to arousal at a level that is not perceived as arousal by the brain. It’s interpreted as ‘normal’ by the brain, so is ignored. It also leads to the frequent urge to urinate. That’s why a woman may need to pee several times a day, but can sleep through the entire night without having to. The downside is that she will usually have the urge to pee immediately after having had intercourse.”

“The glands release their fluid into the vagina, 24 hours a day, a few drops at a time, so literally, a woman is always lubricated and ready for sex. In your case, the fluid enters the vagina through the cervix, through the urethral opening in what used to be your penis. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it, there are some side effects. First, since the gland is constantly producing fluid, excess fluid has a tendency to leak out of the vagina. Fortunately, it is usually soaked up by the cotton lining in your panties. -- A good reason to always wear fresh panties while you’re sleeping. The bad part, is that after a few hours, the damp panties will begin to generate an odor. Fortunately, this odor also contains pheromones, which are a male attractant, letting males know that you’re ready for sex – or procreation at the most basic animal level. (That’s why some men get turned on by smelling a soiled pair of panties!) When that happens in the animal world, we say the animal is ‘in heat’, meaning she’s ready to conceive. Parenthetically, that’s why it will be so important for you to develop good feminine hygiene habits, to keep your genital area clean and fresh all the time. Fortunately for you, you’ll never have to worry about getting pregnant, because you’ll never be able to have natural children. Many men prefer to have a sexual partner who is constantly ready, and where pregnancy is not an issue. Unfortunately, the constant dampness of the vagina can tend to promote growth of yeast infections. But fortunately, they can be easily treated. So you see, dear, it’s a Win-Lose proposition. On the one hand, it’s great having a vagina, and on the other, it’s the curse of womanhood.” …

“The second day,”, he continued… “we did plastic surgery on your lips, nose, Adam’s Apple, Vocal Cords, a browlift, and lash implants We also pierced your ears and inserted small hoop earrings, so all this would heal by the time you woke up. We gave you a couple of shots of progesterone into your chest in order to get your breasts to start growing, and our endocrinologist has monitored the hormone levels in your blood every day. We wanted your female hormone level to be high, in order to increase the speed of your female development, but not so high as to create a hormone overload. So far, you’re developing quite well.”

Beep – Beep – Beep, went the doctor’s pager.

He checked it’s screen, and said, “I have to go for now. … Nurse Betty can continue the description and answer any immediate questions you might have.” With that, he rose and left the room, leaving Betty in charge. …

“Well”, she smiled, “… it’s just us girls! Doctor raised your cheekbones to make your face more feminine, and reshaped your chin to a more female contour.” Two days later, our cosmetologist started your permanent cosmetic tattoos, and your initiation tattoo.

“Your lips were tattooed a pale pink, to give them color when you aren’t wearing lipstick. And Eyeliner was applied permanently to your eyelids and below the eyes. Most of the time, you won’t have to use any makeup at all, if you don’t want to. But when you do, especially on your lips, you just apply it right over the lip color, and no one will be able to see the difference. One thing you will have to do yourself, though, is to apply eyebrow pencil, rouge, blush, and eye shadow. Those are colors that you normally change to highlight your face at different times of the day … and evening.”

You Can’t Tell the Players Without a Program – er, tattoo!

“You have a very nice rose tattoo on your lower back, right above the start of your gluteal separation.”, Betty said. “… All of us girls have that. Here, look at mine.” …

She stood up, turned around and raised the back of her dress. I could see the rose tattoo peeking out over the top of her panties. Bright red, with green leaves, and about four or five inches across. It was the same tattoo that Jai had on her own backside.

“Will I be getting one like that?”, I asked.

She laughed, and said, “You already have it, honey. It was part of your initiation!”

“What about shaving?”, I asked.

“No problems there, either’, she said. “We removed almost all of the hair on your body while you slept. “

Everybody around here seems to refer to my medical coma as ‘sleeping’.

“We used the relatively new laser hair removal treatment. A laser beam kills the hair follicles, then we simply wax to pull out the dead hairs, and you’re hair free! You may need a touch-up or two in the next few weeks to get any residual hairs that we missed the first time. We literally saved you thousands of dollars worth of private treatments.”

“We reshaped the hairline on the back of your head, and your eyebrows. We also removed your beard, your sideburns, and the hair all around your neck and chest. You’re hairless under the armpits, too … Nobody likes to see a hairy woman, except maybe some of the Middle-Eastern people. … We did your arms, your legs, your genital area and lower back. You’re as bald as an egg, except for your head and eyebrows. You’ll never have to shave again.”

“Oh, we also did a new thing,” she said. “We implanted some individual hairs from your beard into your eyelids. Cosmetically, they look just like eyelashes. But they’ll grow, just like normal beard hairs, and will need to be trimmed and shaped, once in a while. You’d look pretty silly with hair growing down over your eyes – you’re not a doggie, you know”, she joked.

I smiled at the mental picture…

”And you’ll want to apply mascara to make them even more attractive.”

“You know so much about this”, I said. “Were you there?”

“Yes, honey. I was there with you the whole time!”

“You’ve already noticed your manicure”, Betty said. “Doctor also used Liposuction to reduce the fat on your hands, to make them more feminine. You’ll also find there are going to be differences in how you grip and handle things from now on.”

“What do you mean?”, I asked.

“Well, for example”, she said, “when you make a fist, instead of closing your fist so the fingers point into the palm of your hand tightly, you will now close your fist with the fingers pointing more toward the wrist, because of the nails. If you try closing your fist like a man does, the nails will poke into your palms, and might be subject to breakage. Try it and see.”

She was right, my fingers closed into a more natural feminine position.

“Now hold up your hands and look at your nails”, she said.

I did so.

“Now look at your hands”, she said. “The palms of your hands are facing outward, away from your body and your fingers are extended. When men look at their nails, they hold their hands closer to their face, turn the palms inward, and bend the fingers over, almost like you did just a moment ago to see how you closed your fist. A woman is interested in the shape and symmetry of her nails, while a man is interested in whether or not they are dirty.”

“You’re right”, I said. “But why did I do it that way?”

“It’s one result of your sleep learning tapes”, she said. “You’ve been conditioned to do many things in the female way, as well as many other things that are automatic, but different, to men and women in their daily lives. For example, sitting down to pee. It’s such a common thing for women, and you won’t even think about it. You will think about men who leave the toilet seat up, of course”, she grinned, “… and hate them for it. So always check to see if the seat is down before you sit down.”

“You’ll also have to learn to type and use a computer keyboard again … to deal with your fingernails. Something you never had to worry about before, but a skill that takes conscious practice, and can’t be learned while you sleep. While long nails are beautiful, for many things they’re just not practical. You’ll have to find your own compromise point on nail length. The woman in you will want long nails, but you may have to deal with shorter ones. You’ll need some manicure tools, and a nail repair kit. We can get all that at the Company Store.”

I nodded, acknowledging her better knowledge of a woman’s world.

“Another thing you’ll have to practice is putting on a pair of stockings, so that your nails don’t poke through the fabric or create runs. …”, she said. “You haven’t noticed it yet, but Doctor also stretched your neck almost an inch by inserting small silicone wedges between the disks in your spinal column. They went in through an incision in the back of your neck which is normally hidden under the hairline. The surgery scar will disappear in a few months, and no one will ever know you had neck surgery. The immediate effect is that it made your neck longer, and reduced it’s circumference. You’ll see, it will look totally natural for a woman. You also gained an inch in height – you’ll be five-foot-seven, now. A tall, and beautiful, girl!”

The Doctor returned…

“What is sleep learning, and how does it work?”, I asked.

“Well, it’s kind of like hypnosis. Here”, he said, “… let me show you.”

He turned to Betty, and said, “Oh, Betty, you have some hair falling over your forehead. Sit still, and I’ll brush it back into place for you.”

As he said that, he reached up and touched the center of her forehead, and counted, “One”, … “Two”, … “Three”.

Betty closed her eyes and nodded off to sleep as her head dropped.

The doctor continued… “You are falling into a deep sleep now – a very deep sleep. The only sound you will hear is the sound of my voice. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Doctor”, Betty replied.

Turning to me, he said, “Betty is more conditioned than she believes. She was programmed to forget that she had been programmed. She was one of my first patients, and in those days we believed that we had to rebuild her memories, based on the actual events from her life. When she came here, she was a cross-dresser, with wishes for the life of a transsexual. We gave her what she wanted, of course, but she has false memories of being a gay boy prior to the surgery. She’s happy, now, so we haven’t tried to reprogram her again, although we could. …”

Looking at Betty, he said, “She is completely asleep now, in an alpha state of consciousness. She can only hear my voice. Call out to her, as if to awaken her.”

“Betty …”, I called. There was no response.

“Louder!”, he said.

“BETTY!”, I yelled. Still, no response.

Turning to Betty again, the Doctor said, “I’m going to ask you a few questions, Betty, and I want you to be perfectly honest with me.” … “How often do you have sex, Betty?”, he asked.

“Three or four times a week, Doctor”, she replied while she slept.

“And do you enjoy it?”, he asked.

“Yes, Doctor”, she said.

“Do you engage in anal sex?”, he asked.

“Yes”, she said, “… when he wants it that way.”

“Do you like it?”

“No, Doctor.”

“Why not, Betty?”

“It hurts me”, she said.

“Then why do you do it?”, he asked.

“Because they want to do it that way, now and then.”

“And do you use protection?”, he asked.

“Yes, Doctor”, she replied.

“Tell me about that, please.”

“Well, if a man wants to come in through the back door, he has to wear protection. Both for my good and his own”, she explained.

“Alright, Betty. Do you engage in oral sex?”, he asked.

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Giving or receiving?”

“Both”, she responded.

“So you’re a cocksucker. Is that right?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“Are you a good cocksucker?”, he asked.

“Yes Doctor”, she replied.

“Rest, now”, he said. “In a minute, I’m going to count to three, and snap my fingers. You will wake up feeling refreshed, and you won’t remember anything that’s happened since I touched your forehead and you dropped off to sleep. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

“You will apologize for dropping off to sleep, then stand up, brush off your dress, and sit back down again. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Doctor.”

Turning to me, he said, “You see? It’s just a matter of key phrases and conditioned responses. Now don’t show any surprise or act as if anything is out of the ordinary when she wakes up.”

“Yes, Doctor”, I heard myself saying. …

“Alright. One, … Two, … Three”. Snap!

Betty woke up with a startled little jerk. “Oh, I’m so sorry”, she said, “… I must have dozed off. I didn’t realize that I was tired.”

With that, she stood up, brushed off her dress, sat down again, and smiled my way.

“That’s alright, Betty. No harm done.”, the doctor said.

Turning to me, he said, “While you are asleep, Anne, suggestions are made that your brain accepts and they become reality to you. You will remember things that never really happened, and they will become part of your life experience.” …

I nodded as if I had understood all that he had been saying. “Can that happen to me?”, I asked.

“Yes”, said the Doctor, “… exactly the same way. – Oh,” he said, “… I notice a strand of hair has fallen down over your forehead. Let me brush it back into place.” He reached up to touch my forehead, and the next thing I remember was when I woke up after taking a short nap. Both he and Nurse Betty were smiling at me. …

“Oh, I’m sorry”, I said, “… I must have dozed off. What were you saying?” …

I noticed that someone had used a lipstick to write my name on the vanity mirror…

“I was saying that a genetic woman has the sum of her life experiences to learn from, while you will be receiving the same sort of education in less than ten months. Some things will be conscious to you, and others will be totally unconscious – trained responses. You can consider this a ‘Crash Course’ of the female experience, if you will. You’ll be getting an average of two years of life memories each month – so in ten months, you will remember twenty years of your life as a girl, and we’ve already started.”

 

Next week, find out what Anne learns about ‘Girl Talk’ …..

 

29.03.08

story continues in My Odyssey Part 8: Betty's Story by As narrated

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