( please read parts 1 through 3 before reading this continuation )

 

A Redirected Life

by Holly Day

Pt 4

  

A trip to see Frank was scheduled for the next day. He needed to remove a couple sutures and pronounce me healed. I jumped up onto the table and swung around so that the nurse could strap my legs into the stirrups again. Smiling as he looked up at me he said, "You're healing beautifully. You may be tender for a while longer but that will only be temporary." He pulled out the sutures and cleaned my wound and then lifted me down off the table. "Next let's take your measurements. Over to the scale you go. 115 pounds that's excellent." Taking out a tape measure I raised my arms and he measured me. "Your hips are now 34 inches and your waist is 24 inches. And, even with that weight loss your breasts have retained their fullness and you are a full 34C. Now let me see that beautiful ass of yours. You'll be happy to know that we no longer need a testosterone blocker and your estrogen regimen can now be halved." With that I received my shots. "I hope you aren't too angry with me," he said.

I turned around and kissed him on the cheek. "No Frank I know you are an employee too and we do as we are told." He smiled and I waved good bye as I went sadly out the door.

The next day Sir was taking me to lunch. Mike was acting as our chauffer again with Sir and me in the back seat of the limo. "Your next movie will be of a pre-op transsexual giving her boyfriend the ultimate present by having her cock turned outside in giving her a cunt. Does that thrill you?"

"No way, I was tricked into signing a piece of paper and getting me into an operating room, but you won't succeed in doing that again. I'm just too smart for you," I shouted.

"Calm down little lady this time we have no intention of tricking you. But believe me it will happen. That's why I'm taking you back to Jake."

"What for this time?" I said in a huff.

"It should be obvious to such a smart girl like you. Your tattoo needs an outline of a vase because like it or not you have been marked to have sexual reassignment surgery," he said with a wide grin.

I folded my arms under my breasts, looked out the window of the car, and sighed an angry sigh. We pulled up to the tattoo parlor and I didn't budge. Sir had Mike open my door and pull me out. "Ok, ok, I'm going," I whined. So in I went and straddled the chair one more time. Jake smiled at the way I so defiantly sat down. "Mindy you make such an attractive subject."

"Jake I have brought Mindy here for her vase outline."

"Oh I see that's in the works too. Glad to hear it. I've enjoyed all of your movies so far. This next one should be a doozy."

"No it won't because I'm not signing anything I shot back."

"We'll see. Now just relax and let me get this done."

It didn't take long and the bandage was applied.

That evening at the club the girls in the dressing room noticed my new tat. "Well they want it all don't they? Are you planning on working here, after it is done?" asked Candi.

"It's not going to be done," I snapped back.

Then I thought to myself, what if they succeed? What will become of me? Do they just discard me or do they have other plans for me? Sir had told me in so many words that others were going to be transformed. My place in their business could be over.

The next movie began on schedule. In this movie I play a pre op, who can't wait for her operation. In the initial scene I am looking at a magazine of couples having sex. My lover comes in to the room.

"What's wrong Mindy you look sad."

"I'm sorry it's just when I see these couples fucking that I just feel so empty. I wish I could have sex like these girls."

With that my boyfriend sits down and starts to kiss me. "You know I like you as you are. I don't need that if you are afraid."

"I'm not afraid it just that it's so expensive I don't think I'll ever be able to afford it."

"Please put down that magazine now and let's just enjoy what we do have."

With that he picks me up and carries me over to the bed. Putting me down on the bed I slowly do a strip tease of my top and he sucked each of my tits. I then unbutton his shirt and run my hands through is chest hair. I lean over and kiss his very masculine chest and run my hands over his strong muscles. He then stands and I undo his belt and zipper. I just marvel at his masculinity. Could any woman have ever had these feelings for me when I was a man? Moving back on the bed with my legs tucked under me he lowers his pants as I lower myself to suck his expanding cock. After several minutes he withdraws and I turn around so that he can remove my panties. The camera comes in close and shows my shriveled penis and empty sack. I look back over my shoulder and he mounts me. After several more minutes he picks me up and sits on the bed with me on his lap. I ride his member for a while longer before I move to the floor on all fours facing away from him. He finishes by masturbating on my back and spanks my ass with his cock.

Smiling back up at him I tell him that was nice.

In the next scene I'm at a clinic talking to a doctor. "You see doctor I want to offer my man what every other woman can offer a man. I have the cash to cover half the cost but I can't afford to pay for it all upfront. Those continuing psychiatrist bills keep my pocketbook drained."

"Mindy I know your ready and all the paper work is complete. If we do the operation now I promise we can work on a payment plan that you can afford." With that he steps back and undoes his hospital uniform. Taking up on the cue I get down on my knees and take him in my mouth using my tongue jewelry to play with his cock. After getting him good and hard he pulls me up and gives me a deep kiss while feeling me up. Turning me around over the examining table he takes me up the ass. He finishes by ejaculating over my ass. "That is an excellent first payment. Let's schedule you for next week shall we?"

The director called, "Cut. That's it for today. Mindy that was a good performance. I look forward to completing this film after you return from Bangkok."

My four film deal was just about over and I was glad. I still had to be careful that I didn't allow them to operate on me. There was nothing in the script that showed how they might be planning to trick me. Nothing I had signed or read referred to any operation. I could at least look forward to this Bangkok trip. I had spent days getting costumes fitted and tried out different hairstyles. I loved the hours I spent in the beauty parlor being pampered and made to feel beautiful.

Karl was wonderful as my escort. He opened doors for me and stood up before I sat down. He was the perfect gentleman. He always offered his arm to me as we entered a room. I liked being treated like a lady. The trip over was long but going first class was nice. In the past I had only ever traveled tourist and had always felt cramped. First class was so nice. The meals were good and the drinks were plentiful. At my new size I just couldn't hand as much alcohol as I used to. By the time we reached Bangkok I was quite light headed. Karl made sure we got to our hotel.

The pageant was a day away so I didn't get to see much of Bangkok before the event. Karl promised that as soon as it was over he would escort all around the city. I really enjoyed the pageant. All of the girls were beautiful. This was a much classier event than the pageant I had won to get here. We were each told where to stand and where to walk. I managed to make each of my spots while gliding across the stage and then stopping in a posed stance for the judges to study. Again my costumes were beautiful but this time all the girls had beautiful gowns. My makeup artist made my eyes look large and exotic with the heavy stage makeup and my lips were a glossy dark red. My hair was cut in a daring sharp cut that framed my delicate jaw line with the rest of my hair piled high on my head; the nape of my neck was bare. Dangling rhinestone earrings sparkled in the light. My bare shoulders and slender arms showed off the uniform tan that I worked so hard on. My bracelets were also a flash of sparkling rhinestones, as was the necklace that rested between my breasts. My cleavage was enhanced by the daring cut of my gown and my flat tummy was exposed showing off a beautiful belly ring dangle of rhinestones. I glided gracefully down the runway and back in four inch heels. This crowd was wonderful. They really thought we were something special. Here I wasn't a freak and they weren't perverts. I was happy for the first time in a long time.

The pageant went well. I didn't win this one though. Some of these Asian ladygirls are just unbelievable. I did make it into the court as fourth runner up which was good I think. Karl seemed happy. "We can use these pictures of you in the court in our advertising I think."

The party that night was a ball. Afterward we went to several bars around town that featured ladygirls and had a good time. The next day Karl took me out to sight see. I played tourist and I wore this great little sundress with wedgies and sunglasses. I had been to the beauty parlor and had my hair set in a wave of curls that I could toss in the wind and have snap back. My fingernails were a light pink as was my lipstick. I wore only a little bit of foundation and mascara. All day Karl escorted me around like a gentleman and I was eating it up. He was strong and handsome and worldly. No wonder Julie had preferred him to me. Now if I could only get him to prefer me to her. I played it up as feminine as I could. At dinner he told me that we were changing hotels tonight to better locate ourselves for the rest of our stay. So the taxi let us off at a different location that evening. It was a much smaller place and a bit more sterile than I liked but I signed in at the registry. He was led down a different hall than I was but he said he'd call in the morning. I was taken to my room and found my bags were in the corner. After a shower I changed into a nightgown I went straight to bed falling fast a sleep.

The next morning I awoke to a jerk. I found two men moving me to a gurney and strapping me down. Neither of them spoke English and I had no power to do anything. Next thing I knew a woman dressed in white, who also didn't speak English, came in and administered a shot. I tried to scream but the shot took effect too fast. Then I saw Karl come in. He looked down at me. "I'm sorry Mindy but this is it. You've been scheduled for this since you entered this beauty pageant. The doctor has approved of your surgery from the letters sent by our company doctor and with your signature properly witnessed on the consent forms. Your operation will take place in a few minutes."

Shaking my head I tried to respond "No." In a whisper I said, "But, I didn't approve."

"You signed the papers with your pageant applicant before you left home, before your last tattoo, even before you were castrated. You see you marked yourself when you signed the surgery papers along with the pageant papers. True back home a document written in Thai wouldn't be legal but we're in Bangkok now and it is very legal. Now calm down. It's all settled."

I felt the gurney moving. I could see the lights of the operating room when the gurney came to a stop. After being moved over to OR table a mask was put over my nose and mouth and I quickly went under. I never did see the doctor that day. Later I awoke in pain only to have a nurse give me another shot that put me back to sleep. The following day I finally was allowed to wake up. My mouth was so dry and pasty that I asked for water. The nurse who didn't speak English knew what I wanted and helped me. Later the doctor came in and speaking in much accented English asked how I was feeling. I just told him how bad it hurt. "That is to be expected. We have medicine that will make you feel better and sleep." He lifted up the bedding and examined me. "Good, you are doing very good. I'll be back tomorrow. You have a visitor now."

With that the doctor left and Karl came in. "In a month you will be ready to complete your movie and your new life."

"What's going to happen to me now?" I cried.

"Now, now, you still have your job at the club. You're still a transsexual and we have a job for you. Your clientele may change a bit. Some want pre-ops but there are just as many who want post ops so you'll still have a crowd of admirers. Bruce will probably find you a new place. He's only interested in feminine boys. You on the other hand have turned into a very attractive young woman."

"Will you take me then?" I pleaded.

"I'll have to think about it. I do find you very attractive and now that you have a proper pussy, I might give you a chance to show me your gratitude."

With that I sobbed.

"Now don't cry. It's over now just rest and I'll be back tomorrow." With that the nurse came back in and sedated me.

I spent the rest of the week in the hospital. My dressings were changed each day and each day my new vagina was flushed with a medicated douche. The stint that was keeping me open was a constant annoyance. Karl showed up everyday and brought me flowers each time. By the third day I was thanking him with a kiss on the cheek. "How's my little girl today." he said as he came into my room on my last day.

"Drained," I said, "and anxious to get out of here."

"That a girl. We still have a week and I've hired a boat to give us a tour of the city. Remember it is called the Venice of the east. It should be romantic."

"I'd like that Karl. Can I get to a beauty salon? I really need to get my hair and nails done. They're affright."

"Spoken like a true woman. Of course you can."

I was wheeled out of the hospital and walked slowly to the taxi. Going back to the hotel Karl didn't say much but he did hold my hand. I had given up so much but if I could just get him it may have been worth it besides getting even with Julie. That afternoon I had my hair done in simple style that I could manage easily until I was fully recovered. I also had my nails done in a moderate length that allowed me to tend to my own daily hygiene needs as well as the stint to dilate my new vagina. That evening we had an excellent meal at the hotel and I went to bed early. The next day Karl kept his promise and we had a boat tour of the city. As I was getting on board the boat Karl picked me up under my arms and helped me get on board. I just naturally fell into his arms and found myself in a passionate kiss. The boat master must have thought we were in love. Karl had been reading up on all the sites and gave me his own version of a tour guide. I loved it and clung to his arm most of the afternoon. I still tired easily but I was feeling much better.

In the evening back in my room I used the stint just before bedtime. I couldn't believe I could actually put something that long inside me. It hurt so much that tears would come to my eyes but after a couple days the pain subsided. After each time I would insert a tampon to medicate the wound against infection and to keep me open.

By the end of the week I was feeling much better. I went back to the hospital on the next to last day in Bangkok and the doctor had one last look at his work. Expressing his satisfaction he gave me permission to go home. Karl thanked the doctor and led me to a taxi. Back at our hotel Karl decided that we should spend our last day at a ladyboy club and say goodbye to some of the people we had met at the pageant. It was so nice to see some familiar faces. They all seemed to know that I had had the operation and congratulated me. I took they're complements with the sincerity that they were given. I invited Karl to spend the final night in my room. He smiled and took me up on the offer. We cuddled in bed and I gave him a much needed blow job. I hadn't been with another man since we had been here. Playing with the tip of my tongue ring I stroked the bottom of his shaft and then flicked it. When I took his whole cock in my mouth, the top ball of the tongue ring added to his sensation. By constricting my tongue I could add or subtract from the sensations he was feeling, sensations that I had long forgotten.

The next morning we started where we had left off. He suckled on my breasts and I gave him another blow job. Finally after a long passionate kiss he said it was time to go home. My heart collapsed. I had to go back to my old life. I was so happy here. After we packed up, a taxi took us back to the airport. We had first class tickets back for the fourteen hour flight. I slept for part of the flight and watched a chick flick. I ended up a bit tipsy from the alcohol selection. Karl reached over and squeezed my hand a couple times and I rested my head on his shoulder. Finally we were home. But what home? I was hoping against hope and nearly jumped out of my skin when Karl drove me to his home. He even carried me across the threshold. Upstairs I was shown to a beautiful room in floral pastels. I looked in the closet and found all of my old clothes plus a lot of new things. The drawers were filled with new lingerie. I picked up a pair of panties and played with them as if I was wearing them. I really did like how my panties now fit, smooth across my pussy. Standing on my tiptoes I gave Karl a big kiss. I told him how happy I was.

"I'm glad you like it. Now get some sleep and we'll get together tomorrow. I need to call Bruce and let him know that we're back."

I found a beautiful nightgown, and laid it out on my bed before going into the bathroom to soak in my own bathtub. God I'm going to love this. After dilating myself I crawled into bed and feel fast asleep. The next day came fast. Karl brought breakfast into my room on a tray and I ate it up. "You have an appointment with Frank to check your progress so as soon as you're ready we'll be off," said Karl.

Frank met me as I was coming in. "You look happier than I would have imagined."

"Oh Frank you should see my new room. Karl says I can live there and it's everything a girl could want."

"I see. Ok up on the table and let's get a look at you." He put up the stirrups and put my legs in them. He then pulled out a scope. "Now this may be cold," he warned.

I flinched. "Oh you're right it is."

"Now let me open you up and take a look. Well you seem to be heeling quite well. You are using the stints they gave you?"

"Yes Frank I have."

"Good girl. In a month or so you'll be able to take the real thing. I think you should be able to go back to work tonight but no escort service for a while. And, be careful on that pole."

Damn that was a slap in the face. I had forgotten about my slut status. I was so carried up in my fantasy that I imagined myself on a honeymoon in Bangkok, a rebirth. Now I'm faced with reality.

Karl took me to see Jake to have the outline of the vase in my tattoo filled with a pink pigment and that night and I was placed back into the rotation with the other girls. They all wanted to see the results of my operation. There were a lot of oo's and ah's in the dressing room that night. Karl and Bruce had me over to their table and I sat on Karl's lap. He talked to his associates while he played with my tits. My fantasy was taking a different turn. When we were alone he was such a gentleman but when he was around other men he could be so unfeeling.

Julie came over later that evening. "So Karl, how is our little girl turning out?"

"Oh we'll have her broken in completely in a month. Isn't that right Mindy?" At which he took my chin in his hand and gave me a deep open mouth kiss showing his power over me.

Julie smiled. "I have a new catch coming in at about that time. Are you ready to start over Bruce?"

Bruce looked up and smiled. "Just in time, I need a new pansy to break in. Mindy here was too easy. I hope the next one has some fight."

Julie looked at me. "I agree Les was never a real man. We took his manhood and he loves us for it. Isn't that so?"

I started to cry.

"See he even cries like a girl," said Julie.

Karl held my head to his chest. "Quiet little one it's only business. You'll be ok." I stopped crying nuzzled his shoulder.

Karl turned to Julie and said, "Please be gentler with her she's been through a lot recently." With that Karl took me home and treated me kindly. He undressed me and bathed me before putting a nightgown on me and tucking me in to bed. Kissing me on the forehead he bid me good night and turned out the light. Each day I got better and better. I worked the rotation and did private dances but after work I was with Karl. Finally a month had gone by and I had another appointment with Frank. After my exam and monthly shots, he told me I was free to engage in intercourse. Wow intercourse. I'd been fucked before but now he calls it intercourse. I got home and dressed for the evening. I didn't tell Karl of the news yet. I waited till he was bathing me that night. We were in my bed and I had just got him good and stiff when I told him. "Karl I have a surprise for you." With that I straddled his lap and slowly lowered myself onto his stiff member impaling myself for the first time. "This is for you alone my darling man." I loved the feeling of being filled as only a woman can be filled. I was loosing my virginity all over again and it was wonderful. He proceeded to fuck me a couple times that night stopping only to avoid hurting me.

The final scenes for my last movie were scheduled and I appeared on the set in a hospital gown. The director came over to me and welcomed me back. "I hear you have had your operation so in this scene we will have to pretend to have an operation. No surprises like last time I promise." We did the scene and then the requisite final scenes. Naturally I had to express my thanks to the doctor in the first scene and the final scene is of my boyfriend taking me vaginally for the first time. I was so happy to be through with this.

After my final movie Brad came back for one last photo shoot. This time it was more to my liking. I modeled swimsuits and lingerie that I had bought myself. Of course there were the nude and semi nude shoots but they were more artistic, pictures that I would enjoy looking back upon in the decades to come.

One evening, while sitting on Karl's lap at the executive table, I heard all about Julie's new recruit. Julie evidently had her hands full getting this new recruit ready for the club. From what I was hearing from Karl and Bruce, this guy was no Mindy. She'd had him on hormones for most of the year and he had no more than an A cup and his ass was too small. Facially they expected to be able to turn him but they would have to invest more into breast augmentation. Karl and Bruce then told me it was time I got back to escorting my clients. I begged them to reconsider and threatened them I would run. Now that I was a woman they no longer had the ability to throw me into the world as a trannie with no where to turn. Whereas before I could be threatened with feminization, anything they could do to me now would just hurt their investment. Besides, women have safe houses and support systems that trannies didn't have. Seeing it my way they negotiated new turns of employment. I would be able to keep half of everything I earned and they would provide me with a place to live and a wardrobe. The place was in Karl's home. That satisfied me no end. I decided to invest my money and lined up one of my clients, an investment counselor, to work with me. Karl was my main romantic interest but he didn't appear to want to make a commitment. He wanted me to turn tricks and if I wanted to fuck him I would have to always engage in safe sex.

I went to work as an equal with any of the other girls now. My clientele loved to hear how I had been changed. I would go through a made up story of how it was all my idea and then show them the present that I had made to the club. My movies were always available at the front counter and I would for a price sign copies of the video discs and selected still photos from my photo sets. The clientele who wanted me as an escort changed for the better, since I was now viewed upon as being a woman and not as being something less. I got to go to concerts and stage shows that came through town, always on the arm of some successful businessman.

My old career was a memory but I still saw my old boss on occasion. I even let him escort me to the symphony one night after which we stayed at a really posh hotel. He would bring over special clients of his and I would be the entertainment for the evening. He would go on about how I had transitioned at my old job and how everybody saw this coming. Then I would take the client by the hand and lead him or her over to the private rooms for a dance. If it went well I would spend the rest of the night with them. They always had great expense accounts. I wasn't wild about being with a lesbian but my old boss did pay well, a lot better than he used to pay me.

Maybe he'll offer me back my old job. But would I want that old grind? Maybe I could do something really exciting, but what? I don't think I could really get out of here yet. Not until they get others to replace me. Bruce and Karl may seem ok but they can use force when they need to. Like when some of these guys who don't pay up for the dances we give them. The pavement out back shows the results. From what I'm hearing at the executive table other clubs around the country are starting to recruit new trannies just like I was recruited. One by one business associates are coming in and interview me. Then they get into the money details with Bruce and Karl.

I was at the executive table with Bruce and Karl when Julie showed up again with my photo album. Opening the album she showed me photos of the first the beauty pageant and then the Bangkok beauty pageant. "I'm sorry I missed the trip. I had to spend more time getting my new recruit ready. It looks like you had a great time. I may be prejudice but I thought you should have won. Here are some photos from your last film. Here you are in your last scene as a pre-op and here is your first scene as a post-op. Don't you love being able to take a real man naturally. To feel him grow inside you and pump you full with his seed. Too bad you're through with the transsexual genre; you were good at it. I only hope that my new recruit is as good. Your films, photographs and website are selling well but we will need new material to keep the business going. I included your last photo set at the end of the album. I think it was quite well done. I like the photos where you show off your new pussy. And here is the last photo of you letting the viewer know how much you can handle by using a vibrator." Closing the album, she smiled at me. "I'm told you are staying on as a regular performer. I'm so glad for you. Maybe you might be able to find a new recruit yourself. Believe me it pays quite well."

"Thank you, but I think I'll just take it one day at a time for now. I'm not sure I could do to anyone else what you did to me, so I'm just going say no to your offer. Thanks but no thanks." I turned to Karl. "Baby will you take me home now." He got up and we walked out together with me clinging to him, my left breast pressing into his arm.

The next night I wore the smallest thong ever. There was just enough material to cover my pussy and I had to shave all of my pubic hair to remain legal. The other girls were so jealous. I heard some of them say they were considering giving in to the owners and going all the way too. The rest of the girls had no interest in becoming real women and some made snide remarks. But I didn't care. I was now normal to the world and they were the freaks. I was really proud of my looks and had become quite an exhibitionist.

I thought a couple of the girls could actually be good recruits, but most are either too old or too masculine. It's sad. By the time most trannies have the courage to admit that they are a trannie, it's too late to fight back the scourge of testosterone. I was lucky that I was never too masculine and a late bloomer. My beard was still light and my voice had not fallen much. My musculature had not matured yet which in turn had slowed the growth of my bones. My conversion in my early twenties still required the minor facial feminization surgery to be successful but my small frame was definitely a gift. Obviously I had been chosen because of my small stature and pliable personality. Julie had seen the potential in me that in a few more years would have evaporated, just as it has evaporated for many of the other girls at the club.

There are a couple girls that I think could make good recruits. There's Crystal who is only nineteen and about 5'7". She had to run away from abusive alcoholic parents. And there's Jamie who is eighteen and 5'6". Jamie barely shows any effect of testosterone yet. They share an apartment and are inseparable. Having met in high school they naturally paired up and supported each other. They really needed the money and had come here on a dare. Both of them still have a bit of baby fat and I bet neither of them has ever been with a woman. As transvestites they are really cute but stripped down they didn't have the curves, nor did they have the moves of the older girls. The big tips just did not come in their direction and they were hungry. Worst of all they followed me around like puppies.

"Mindy you're our idol we want to be just like you. Please would you ask the owner's to make us like you?"

I tried to talk them out of it, telling them that it was not worth it. "You just don't change your gender that easily and once done there's no turning back."

I told them they had a wonderful life ahead of them. But, they were insistent that I talk to the owner's for them. They had only been at the club for a couple weeks and had not seen what I had had to do. In their minds it was all wonderful. They saw it as if a fairy godmother had just waved a wand over my head and poof I was a beautiful woman. It took me almost a year on hormones before I was ready to be a performer. These two boys were at the peak of their potential as recruits but they still had so much to learn about life. Against my better judgment, I brought them over to the executive table to talk to Bruce and Karl. I told them that two of their new performers were volunteering to do what I had been forced to do. Bruce and Karl smiled broadly and examined the recruits having them stand up and walk to and fro. "We think that can be arraigned," said Bruce with a wicked smile. "We can start your training tomorrow. And thank you Mindy for presenting us with such excellent recruits."

The next day Crystal and Jamie both had appointments with Frank and were given their first shots. Contracts were drawn up and the next night I watched as the two signed away their earnings for the next two years as well as any other income from photo shoots and films. It was modern day indentured servitude. Actually they signed a lot of papers, which I'm sure sealed their fate. They were so happy that I didn't have the heart to tell them what they had just signed away.

The club set them up with a small apartment and they were told to dress en femme 24/7. They were told to show up at noon and practice on the poles before the club opened. They were to be waitresses for now and were issued cute little cocktail outfits until they filled out better. Each was given the same treatment at the beauty salon coming back wearing pageboy hairstyles with highlights. They looked just like twins.

Frank told me at my next appointment that the two would be castrated at their next appointment.

"But Frank they don't even have breasts yet. You're moving too fast."

"I know but it's just in case they may try to back down. We don't have the ability to control that many recruits at a time. Julie's about to bring in an involuntary recruit and we will have our hands full with her for a while. Once their testicles are gone they should be even easier to control than you were after a year on hormones. Also the estrogen will be more effective with the absence of testosterone so they will develop a bit faster. Now let's get a good look at you."

I did has I was told and got up on the table. Frank examined my vagina. "Well everything here is in order. If I didn't know better I would never guess that you are a post-op."

"Then don't," I answered. "You still get your fringe benefit don't you?"

"I'm looking forward to it. Now you can get down, it's time for your shots." I bent over the table and he administered my shots. Standing up I straightened my skirt. Then I presented my bottom so he could spank it. "Just a taste of our next meeting," he said. I giggled and walked to the door with my sexiest walk, turning to blow him a kiss as I backed through the door.

Later that night I talked to Karl about stopping this. He just laughed. "A gold mine has just appeared in front of us and you want us to ignore it. No Mindy, we're going to try a buddy program with these two so that they encourage each other's transformation. If it works we'll be able to recruit more performers faster. You my dear have acted in a way that we had not expected. By putting you into a pool of young sexually uncertain boys you acted as the catalyst of their change. For this we will reward you."

"But I didn't want them to do it."

"We know but you are the cause of this good fortune and we need you to continue being that cause. Do you understand?"

I nodded my head yes. I had no intention of forcing anyone into this life but I am now responsible for setting the example that two others were now following, blindly giving up on manhood they hadn't even begun. I was at last content in my new life but by showing signs of being happy I had made these boys vulnerable. I didn't want them to want to be me.

I watched them carefully that first month. They showed up early everyday and played on the poles until they had to dress up and wait on the customers. By the end of the month I could see puffy little nipples under their leotards. They were obviously happy with the results and thrust their chests out with pride. Little did they know, their second doctor's appointment would be their point of no return.

Just as Frank had said the two were castrated at their next appointment. Crystal had the first appointment in the morning and was already in recovery when Jamie even entered the clinic. Neither of them knew what was going to happen until it was too late. Strapped down they each had to watch her testicles fall one and then the other into a pan, just as I had had to watch when mine your removed. The following Saturday there was another ceremony for the two castrated trannies. Dressed identically in thongs and cute chemise tops, they very nervously kissed their testicles goodbye and hugged each other in mutual support. The crowd loved it and they got a lot of attention from their customers. Everyone wanted to know when the two of them would start performing.

They were both shaken up but Frank was right. Their mutual support did help them. Besides this was their decision. I had been happy in my old life and would never have made that decision voluntarily. But, these two had come from the school of hard knocks and didn't have a way out. At least that is what they thought. Here they were safe and happy. In six months they would be performers and in a year no one would ever guess that they had been boys. I decided not to worry about them. They will be just fine. Then I realized, so will I.

The next week was Halloween and my first anniversary at the club. I finally got to see Julie's new recruit for the first time. It was almost a retake of my first night. She had had him at some contest and she was now showing him a night at the club. Karl was sitting with Julie and Bruce was with Julie's recruit who they called Destiny. By the end of the evening they had Destiny on stage doing the same pole dances that I had done almost a year ago. By the end of the evening Bruce had Destiny on a leash and was taking her home for his first night.

I came home to find Julie and Karl in the living room. I just about turned to go when Julie called me back. "Where do you think you're going?"

"To my room of course," I said.

"Oh no, you're not, you're with us tonight."

"What do you mean with you? I really don't want to share Karl with you."

"I wasn't talking about you and Karl. I want you and Karl here is going to watch."

"I thought you only wanted real men."

"That's right and you are definitely not a real man. You are one of the sexist girls I know and I want to be with that girl."

I wasn't sure to be insulted or honored. "So after all you did to me you want to sleep with me?"

"No silly I want to fuck you."

Karl waved me over to sit on his other side and I slowly moved into the room and sat down. "Now I want the two of you to kiss and make up okay."

Julie made the first move and I then leaned over Karl to touch Julie's lips. It was nice but different. She reached across with one hand and massaged one of my breasts causing me to let out a moan. She was in total control. I had wanted to be with her so badly and was so hurt by what she had done to me that I wasn't sure how to react. Karl got up and Julie moved closer. She took off my panties and fingered my pussy. "Now isn't that nice? I bet you like to have it licked too?" she said as she lowered to gently tongue my clit. I was going nuts at this point. After she came back up she kissed me and our tongues met. "My turn now," she said as she moved my head to her pussy. I knew exactly what to do now. Enough men had licked me that I knew exactly what would excite her. Soon I had her wreathing of pleasure.

In the mean time Karl was soaking this all in. Finally he broke in and suggested that we move this to his large bed. Picking me up Karl carried me to the bedroom. Julie had positioned herself sitting at the head of the bed. Karl put me down face first in Julie's pussy. I went back to work licking her while Karl undressed and got into bed. Getting behind me he took me doggy style. As we all climaxed we collapsed onto each other. That night I slept with the two of them. I was on Karl's right and Julie was on his left.

In the morning we sat around the kitchen table and talked. I was told that Julie would be staying with us occasionally. She had a separate life and would be off trolling for a new recruit soon. In the mean time she would be joining us on a regular basis. She was happy that I had kept my promise to not have sex with another woman. I told her that considering I had only been in the presence of men and trannies for the last year that that had not been a problem. Besides I had grown to accept my new role. Other than my old attraction for her I doubt I would have even considered having an affair with a woman again. She liked that answer. I then added that I thought that what she did for a living was terrible. "I used to be a man with a good career. You turned me into a whore."

Her smile faded. "I know but it's what I do best. Are you angry with Karl as well?"

"I don't know. I think I love him and that must mean that I forgive him. As for you, I am attracted to you, but I don't love you anymore. It was a mistake that I ever did. Last night was my last time with you. If Karl ever wants to make a respectable woman out of me, I will happily be his. In the mean time I'm going to work my ass off and save up for the day when I can't do this any longer."

I spent that afternoon shopping and freely spending my clothing allowance. My life had taken a completely different path than I originally planned but I was again in control of it. And, I was going to make the best of it, even if that meant being the best whore in town. I hoped that Karl would truly love me back but I was starting to see that he liked variety too much. I didn't want to share him with Julie or anybody. So, if by this time next year, he doesn't present me with an engagement ring, it will be time to move on. A girl can only sell herself for so long you know. Maybe I should consider Frank. He was so imaginative that night and I really liked it when he spanked me. Let's see my next appointment is a couple days. I hope he likes my pussy as much as he liked my ass.

That night I met Julie's new recruit, Destiny, for the first time. She was still a bit awkward but I could see the potential. I don't want to sound like a braggart but I don't think she could possibly come up to my level. Later I talked to her in the dressing room. She was shaken and concerned. She looked at me with a questioning look. I introduced myself and she looked at me from top to bottom. My ultra small thong left nothing to be said. Whispering she said, "I thought they only had transvestites and transsexuals here?"

I laughed and replied in my sweetest voice, "Yes they do."

"You mean you're not a girl?"

"I'm a post-op if you must know. I was Julie's recruit last year."

"I don't believe it," she answered. "What did they do to you?"

I showed her my tattoos. "The key is by the customer entrance if you must know," and I left her standing there.

At the end of the evening I heard a scream come from near the front of the club. Moments later I saw Destiny sobbing as Bruce was dragging her chained and on a leash. "Please don't do to me what you did to Mindy," she cried. Bruce pulled out a ball gag to silence her. She was led quietly out to her cage in the van and I walked out to the rear door right behind them.

Destiny was looking back at me through the bars of her cage. I stood there for a moment looking Destiny in the eyes as Bruce was about to close the van door. I saw the fear in her eyes that I had experienced. As the door was being swung closed, I sang out, "Welcome to the club," and waved goodbye.

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