A Second Life            by: Jennifer A. Contrisciani

 

Part Two: Welcome Home

 

John and Julie Lawton watched the sleeping form of their sixteen year old daughter intently. It had been a month since she had fallen into a coma as a result of using inhalents, and they had almost given up hope. Every doctor they had encountered had told them that their daughter was completely brain dead, all that is except doctor Goldman. So they had brought her to the gleaming halls of this prestigious New York hospital and placed their daughter under his care. Miraculously, she had regained consciousness earlier in the day. She now slept soundly, still recovering from her ordeal.

A tear coursed down the cheek of Julie Lawton as she watched her youngest daughter. Clutching his wife, John Lawton reassured her with loving caresses on her arm. For his part, Doctor Goldman kept a neutral face even though inside he was laughing. It wasn’t their daughter’s brain inside that pretty little head, rather it was the brain of a ninety-five year old man who had paid him handsomely to perform the highly illegal operation. The little twit had completely destroyed her brain using inhalents to get high, and she really had no chance of recovery. He assuaged whatever little conscience he possessed by rationalizing that if Will did a good job of acting, they’d never know. "Mr. and Mrs. Lawton" Doctor Goldman began, repeating it for the third time so far that day, "Your daughter has been through quite an ordeal. We don’t know how much of her memory or higher brain functioning will be intact."

"B-b-but she spoke didn’t she?" Julie Lawton asked, her voice quivvering.

"Yes, yes she did" Goldman replied, "She asked for water, drank some and then fell back to sleep. We’re monitoring her, and we detect normal REM patterns in her brain. She could wake up almost any time. You just need to be patient." He rose from where he sat and patted John Lawton on the shoulder, "I know you’ve been through a lot, but hang in there."

John nodded as Goldman quietly slipped out of the room, leaving them alone with their daughter, the only sound being her heart monitor steadily blipping away. They sat down on two chairs next to her bed and Julie held her hand, being careful not to disturb the lead that was attached to one finger. A bevy of other devices were attached to her as well, sensors to monitor her brain activity, respiration, and nerve impulses. But she was alive, that was the important part.

Inside Krissi’s body, Will’s thoughts drifted in a contented dream. Even though he had been awake for mere minutes, the overwhelming joy of finally being a female had embedded itself in his mind. Now as he slept, and his neural pathways worked feverishly to reconnect all the ganglia that his higher brain needed to connect with Krissi’s autonomic functions and spinal cord to function, he dreamed happy dreams. Dreams of being a natural female, no more crossdressing, no more faking it. After a tortured life of being a male and wanting to be a woman, he was finally getting his chance. He guessed that was why he had held onto life for so long, despite the torture of his elderly decrepit body. He had always hoped that science would find a way to make his dream come true.

Slowly he awoke, drifting out of yet another blissful dream. As his eyelids fluttered open, he blinked, his eyes, Krissi’s eyes, still unaccustomed to light after a long month’s night of darkness. After he was able to focus he recognized the faces of Krissi’s parents. His foggy brain fought to regain cognizance as he started his first professional acting job.

"Krissi! Oh Krissi, can you hear us? Krissi, oh thank heavens you’re awake finally." Julie Lawton wept, tears streaming down her face.

Will could comprehend on a rationale level what was happening, but fought to connect emotionally. It wasn’t his mother, it was Krissi’s, a stranger, yet he had to play the role of Krissi if he was going to get away with his subterfuge. He remained quiet for a time gathering his thoughts, watching the expectant faces of Krissi’s parents. He couldn’t help but be at least somewhat touched by their anxiety tinged with hope and expectaton.

"M-m-mom" Krissi stuttered.

"Ohhhhhhhhh" Julie Lawton uttered as many of her hopes and her wishes were granted. She moved closer and hugged Krissi as best she could being careful of the wires.

"Dad....." Krissi also managed to say. Now even John Lawton’s face was streaked with tears.

"Dear, dear what do you remember, tell your mother" Julie managed to finally say.

Will thought carefully before replying, adding tension to the room. "I...I remember, I remember, oh I don’t remember much of anything." He scrunched his forehead for good measure. "I mean, like I know you are my mom an dad an all, but everything else is fuzzy. I remember being at a party, ...I’m sorry mom I drank a lot..., I know you told me not to and then, .... I’m sorry, I just don’t remember." Will let his head fall back onto the pillow, "I am sooo tired." Then he looked up, "Are you guys mad at me...am I in trouble?"

John and Julie looked at each other, and for the first time laughed. She had just recovered from a month long coma and she was worried about getting into trouble. After all the weeks of builtup tension, it was a cathartic release and John and Julie laughed for some time.

"Dear, we’ll talk about that later, right now we’re just so happy you’re alive." Krissi’s mom gave her a kiss on her forehead, and John followed suit. Will made himself stay still through the exercise, not wanting to react negatively to the affection.

"When...when can I go home?" Will asked his new parents.

"The doctor wants you here for another week or so. They have a lot of tests to run." John Lawton informed his daughter.

Just then the nurse walked in, "Okay folks, we need to keep this short. Too much for one day isn’t good for our little trooper here."

"Okay" John said softly.

"We’ll come back and visit soon dear" Julie added as the two reluctantly made their way out the door.

 

"Okay Krissi" the nurse said matter-of-factly, "It’s time to see how your motor controls are doing." She pulled the covers down, and Will noted that he...she was now wearing a standard hospital gown. There were a million things he wanted to do with this body, things to explore, but he calmed himself, knowing he was being watched, and telling himself there would soon be time.

"Okay" Krissi said. Will was still startled at the sound of his new voice. Soft and singsong sounding, with just a touch of breathlessness added in. Gosh she even sounded hot Will thought to himself. He’d have to watch it that he spoke like a 16 year old girl was supposed to talk.

The nurse proceeded to have Krissi move different parts of her body which Will was able to do with varying degress of success. In particular his...her legs were responding slowly.

"Well dear, give it time" the overweight fiftyish nurse said encouragingly.

 

 

Krissi spent the next week getting progressively stronger, alternating between periods of rehab, sleep, and visits from her parents. Finally the day came where she attempted to walk unassisted. Will grasped the bars on either side of him and stood up out of the wheelchair that had been his mode of transportation up til now. He pulled himself to a standing position, still marvelling at the thinness of Krissi’s arms, and still reveling in the feel of his new breasts and long hair that tickled his neck and arms. With thin fingers he grasped the rail for stability. After several seconds of concentration he looked down to watch his feet, the swell of Krissi’s breasts joyfully obstructing his view. He bent forward a little further. One foot moved forward, then another, then another. Soon he was walking, the nerves and commands finally coming together, the neurons that dictated movement coming together in miraculous alignment.

"Yesss!" Will exclaimed, overjoyed at the freedom of mobility. The attending staff clapped too. For a 16 year old girl, Krissi had shown singular determination and will to get better. Will...Krissi, just laughed and walked some more.

 

 

Later that day, Will found himself transferred to a private room for the first time since the operation. Up til then he’d been on video monitors at the nurses station to watch his recovery. As the nurse said goodnight and left, Will was filled with a tingling sensation all over his body caused by the extreme anticipation he was feeling. Carefully getting out of bed, he walked to the small bathroom attached to his room, enjoying how his hair moved and his breasts bounced with each step. Hand quivvering, he closed the door and locked it. He turned to the mirror with excitement and expectation. What he saw would have been enough to give his old self an erection. His new face was framed by tousled blonde hair, extending to the middle of his back. A button nose centered the face above a set of full pouty lips. Beautiful green eyes with long curvacious eyelashes and thin eyebrows looked back at him. The contour of the face was soft, and smooth. Will touched his face with one hand, noticing the long fingernails. No stubble, no constant five o’clock shadow, just a soft, clear complexion. He couldn’t wait to add makeup to what was already a beautiful face.

Slowly he let the hand drop, then reached up to untie the slight strings that held the hospital gown in place. It slipped off, landing on the floor at his feet... feet that were small and slender. He guessed he was somewhere around five feet six or maybe seven. But what his eyes were glued to were the two perfect perky breasts, already a full b cup and nearly a c cup, with erect nipples that filled his chest. Below them was a slender waist, that had to be no more than 26 inches in circumference and was probably more like 24 inches. A flat stomach and a perfect innie bellybutton were the next that caught his eye. Moving slowly downward he eyed the slight, wispy dark blonde hair that covered his pubic area. He waved his hand in front where his penis would have been and smiled. He was finally rid of that thing.

He sat down carefully on the toilet and reached down between his legs...her legs to explore. He noted that he was wet, very wet. He was getting excited over his own body! Well, maybe women did that too he thought. He lightly moved one finger in between his fleshy vulva lips. It slid along easily and with great excitement he slid it up to what he knew was his....her... clitoris. Will nearly fell off his perch on the toilet as the electric waves of sensation coursed throughout his new body. "Oh...my....gosh!" He silently breathed to himself. Another finger slide and he couldn’t help but let out a slight moan. He looked down, his long blonde hair falling over his breasts and obstructing his view. Fingers tried to push the hair out of the way, but it continued to fall down into his face as he leaned forward trying to watch his finger sliding along his new equipment. This was even more than he had dreamed of, even in his wildest dreams. He had wanted to take his time and do this in a more comfortable position, but since he had started, he felt almost irresistably compelled to continue. He continued to move his finger along the slippery channel, rubbing his clitoris at the apex of his movement. After a minute he found himself almost out of control as he rubbed his new found pleasure center, his finger hovering over his wet clitoris. His long blonde hair bobbed back and forth as he moved, and he frantically tried to stay seated. His breaths were coming in short gasps and he couldn’t help the low moan that emanated from his throat. It was a long time since he had experienced any orgasm and even the ones he remembered from his youth were nothing compared to this rolling wave of sensation that filled his whole body. The waves kept coming and coming, and Will thought how much men missed amongst thoughts of excitement, elation, and pleasure. Finally Krissi’s back arched and with a cresendo that wracked her body she was overwhelmed by successive waves of pleasure. Will slipped to the floor of the bathroom, his new body convulsing uncontrollable in the throes of a first felt female orgasm.

Finally his sense returned to him, and he crawled to one side of the bathroom and sat with his legs up and arms wrapped tightly around his legs. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the remaining sensations that slowly eased out of his body...Krissi’s body...no...his body.

 

Will awoke the next morning and as the sun from the rising sun filled his room he stretched and let out a joyouss giggle that filled the room as brightly as the sunlight streaming through the window. After a long life of boring mornings, now he greeted each day with joy and enthusiasm. Will got up out of bed, enjoying the smooth movement of his joints and landed on the floor with a tousle of blonde hair flying about his face. Reaching up with both hands he pulled his hair behind his ears and walked into the bathroom. He smiled a white toothed smile to himself in the mirror as he recalled the previous night’s activities. He dropped the hospital gown and pirouetted in front of the mirror. Damn, how did women ever get anything done? He asked himself, busily admiring his body in the mirror. Finally he drug himself away from the mirror and stepped into the shower. Krissi’s parents were coming to pick him up today to take him home. He looked forward to starting life as Krissi, although he was also afraid at meeting the younger sister and brother Krissi had. He hadn’t found out about them til after he had become Krissi. Will knew there was bound to be more surprises. Fortunately for him, Krissi’s near brush with death and resultant memory problems gave him a ready excuse for not knowing things or acting differently.

He watched his small slender hands adjust the shower controls and turn the water on. It was still like a dream. As the water fell on him, he enjoyed the feeling of his wet hair on his shoulders and back. He grabbed the shampoo and suds up his hair. It took quite awhile to wash all of it. Will, who hadn’t had much of any hair for forty years didn’t mind however. Next he soaped up his body, and even that was enjoyable. He loved the feel of his hands running soapsuds over his breasts and smooth stomach. Gosh he was constantly excited, and he forced himself to keep to business. If he masturbated Krissi’s body every time he felt like it he’d never get anything done. Next it was shaving time, he gently took a razor and trimmed his armpits and legs smooth. Even this act so detestable to most women, Will found sexy. After he was done, he ran his hands up and down his leg and thigh, enjoying the slippery smoothness of the firm young flesh. Finally Will stopped, and turned the water off, reaching and grabbing a towel he towelled himself dry, patting rather than rubbing in broad strokes as he was used to. Krissi’s skin was definitely more sensitive than his. He wrapped a fresh dry towel around his torso and stepped out into his room.

"Hi Krissi" Goldman said with a leering smile. Will caught his breath with the sudden appearance of the doctor and self consciously put his hand to where the towel was tied. "My my my, already modest about that hot little body you took over hmmmm" Goldman said still leering.

"What do you want?" Will asked sternly, but the voice that came out was hardly intimidating.

"I think you know what I want" Goldman replied easily, moving closer. Will backed up a step. Normally he would have responded aggressively to such a move, but despite it being his mind, there were reactions that Krissi produced that were involuntary. The doctor reached behind him and pulled out an electronic stylus containing a legal document that Will recognized. It was the paperwork that would transfer all of Will’s financial holdings to Goldman. Will was after all dead, and the date on the document predated his death. It awaited only an authorized signature that a laaser scanner would cross check with his other signatures to verify.

"Time to pay up at the crossroads" Goldman leered. "All in all, I think it’s a pretty good deal...what with that cute little body you’ve inherited." Will reflected, he had made a deal. He eyed Goldman. Either of them could bring down the other due to the highly illegal nature of the operation that had caused Will to become Krissi. All in all Will didn’t feel like spending the rest of his life in jail even as Krissi. He gave Goldman a scowl that came out more as a pout, to which Goldman laughed, smoothly producing an electronic marker and gave both the marker and stylus to Will. Steadying his hand Will took one more look at the document that he knew by heart and with a quick stroke signed his name for the last time. He handed the stylus back to Goldman who neatly removed them from Krissi’s grasp. "Thank you very much. Nice doing business with you.....Krissi." Goldman laughed again, and turned to go, but instead quickly turned and deftly grabbed the towel and with a quick tug pulled it off Will. Characteristically Will covered up, one hand going south and the other covering north. Goldman laughed wickedly again. "No, I don’t think you’ll have much trouble passing, you are already thinking like a girl, maybe you always were" he chuckled. Will dropped the pose and put both hands defiantly on his hips staring back at Golman. "Well I must say Krissi....you got your money’s worth." With a final chuckle he turned and left.

Will picked the towel up and then tossed it into a corner with an angry motion. Well, so what he said to himslef calming down. He had made the deal, what if Goldman was an ass about it? The deed was done, and as Will considered his future as Krissi the incident with the doctor was soon forgotten, as was the millions he had just signed over. "What does a sixteen year old girl need with a million dollars?" Will asked the air. With a laugh of his own he walked over to the drawer that contained the clothes that Krissi’s parents had dropped off the day before. They were coming in an hour to pick her up to take her home, so Will turned to the business of dressing.

Opening the drawer he pulled out a pair of pink silk undies and stepped into them relishing the feel of the silk against his cute little derriere. The silk felt reassuring between his legs too, almost as if it were a protective barrier against the outside world. Next he pulled out a standard white seamless bra. He’d have to improve upon Krissi’s mom’s choice of clothes he thought. Still, putting the bra on for the first time was a momentous occasion. Will slipped it on effortlessly. He had, after all, worn countless bras as a crossdresser using attachable silicone forms that were almost the real thing... but not nearly so good as having the real thing Will thought to himself with a mental wink. Next came a short sleeve cotton-polyester white pullover. Darn he thought, pretty conservative with absolutely no cleavage. Yes, he could tell Krissi’s mom had picked out these clothes. Next came a pair of jeans, designer of course. Ooops Will thought taking the jeans back off, they were so fitting at the ankle, he’d have to put his socks on first. He put the pink socks on with an embarassed feeling, then pulled the jeans on again. A pair of pink Nikes completed the look. Will looked in the mirror, he still looked cute even in these frumpish clothes. His hair was a mess though. He brushed it out, and it regained some semblance of order, but he was clueless about how to style it. He’d never had to style any of his wigs...well not from scratch at least. He pulled his long blonde hair back and quickly tied it into a ponytail that was at least neat.

Will scurried about the room packing the rest of the belongings Krissi’s parents had brought up to him into a small suitcase. He finished in plenty of time and sat with the suitcase on the hospital bed waiting for Krissi’s parents to arrive. As he sat there the enormity of it all hit him. He was starting a whole new life with a new family. He’d be going to high school again, he’d have new friends again, he’d get to go to an all-night girls slumber party, he’d have a first kiss again, he’d have all new experiences. The thought made him a bit nauseous and scared. He was starting over in every sense of the word. He’d forge a new identity as Krissi, and he wondered what he’d find out about her. He reflected on what he knew about her from the snatches he had caught from the Lawton’s talking to their comatose daughter. Krissi’s parents had only spoken in generalities since she had been awake, making sure not to confuse or discourage her.

From what Will had been able to put together Krissi was 16, a sophmore at Syracuse West high school. Her grades were poor, she wasn’t interested in school and she had a number of friends who were not very responsible. She’d been involved in minor drug use culminating in the inhalent overdose that had killed Krissi’s brain. She had an older sister, Kara, age 18, and a younger brother, Kenny, age 14. Her dad was a policeman for the city of Syracuse of all things and her mom was a business consultant. They lived in a moderate sized house in the Syracuse suburbs. She had her own room. Her favorite colors were pink and black, she didn’t get along with her siblings very well, and she spent a lot of time being grounded. The family had a pet golden retreiver named Jaffy and a cat called Purrfeckt.

Krissi’s parents arrived exactly on time, and the hospital staff who had helped in Krissi’s recovery appeared for a send-off as well. Everybody was impressed with the little miracle patient who had made such a stunning recovery. The flurry of activity was overwhelming and Will didn’t say much, just played along. After a half hour he and his new parents made it to the family car parked in the hospital parking garage. Krissi’s dad held the door open for her and she climbed inside the aerodynamic solar panelled electric vehicle. Her mom and dad climbed in and sat there for a second, then turned to look at their "new" daughter.

"Krissi, let’s get some things straight" John Lawton began, "It’s my fault that I was so lenient with you that got you in this mess in the first place, when we get home there are going to be some..."

"I know" Will/Krissi finished, "rules." He did his best to conjure up a tear, which was surprisingly easy to do he found out, "Look dad, I’m not sure exactly what I did, and how I acted, hell I don’t even remember much, but I do know that I wasn’t a very good person. I promise to do better...Dad, I almost died....look you’re going to see a new Krissi from now on...I promise."

The tears starting to stream down Krissi’s face was enough for her soft-hearted father to relent, at least for now.

"All right...all right. We’ll give it a go, but we’re going to keep a close eye on you" John Lawton said, a bit of sternness creeping into his voice.

Will tried to stop the tears, but found it harder than it had been as a man. Do women have bigger tear ducts he thought frustrated inside. After a bit, Krissi was able to nod her head yes, and her mom reached around the seat and patted her hand.

"Krissi, I’m sure you’ll do better. You just remember what happened" Mrs. Lawton soothed. Oh he’d remember all right Will thought to himself, he’d remember that this stupid twit of a girl had ruined what would have been a great life by an idiotic decision. Will wondered just how much of an idiot Krissi had been. He might have more clean-up to do than he thought. Also if she was actually stupid, and not just irresponsible, he’d have to be careful not to seem too smart. Will after all, had ninety-five years of experience, several college degrees and a naturally high IQ. Still, he thanked her for her poor judgement, it had given him this body...and this secon life.

John Lawton drove the family vehicle out to the onramp, it’s electric motor humming quietly powered by the highly efficient solar collectors that covered the top portion of the vehicle. Once on the highway he programmed in the destination, exit 74 and placed the vehicle on autopilot. The highway ITS system vectored their vehicle into traffic and assigned it a que number, putting it two meters from the car ahead and exactly two meters in front of the car behind. Krissi’s mom, turned the vehicle entertainment center on and a newscast started playing. Will started to perk up when he heard that Chinese forces were once again mobilizing on their western borders. How many wars had been fought at the nexus of Russia, China and India, all for some of the remaining oil reserves in the Caucasias? The world had gotten very energy efficient, but there were just some things that still needed good old fashioned petroleum. Will noticed Krissi’s dad glancing over at him and he mentally froze. Damn! Will thought to himself. Will flipped his head sending a wave of blonde hair over one shoulder, "Is there anything else on dad? This is soooooo boring" Will said plaintively, enjoying the sound of Krissi’s voice.

John Lawton smiled at his wife, then back at Krissi. "You want to watch your favorite program dear" Krissi’s mom asked.

Will smiled and responded with an enthusiastic, "ya sure." Then he sat back as Julie Lawton punched a code into the entertainment interface. He tried not to cringe as a hideously cheesy and melodramatic soap opera starring mostly teenagers came on. Uggghhh Will thought to himself, Krissi will definitely go through a spiritual awakening due to this event Will vowed to himself.

 

After the car was released at exit 74, the enettainment system shut off and John resumed control of the vehicle, smoothly piloting it through several major streets, util finally they were driving in a subdivision. Will watched expectantly out the window to see what "his" house looked like. After several minutes they pulled up to a classic two story white house. The roofs all had sevarl feet of overhang an as the car, the roof was plated in solar collectors. The yard was small, with a lot of rocks and mosses and some flowers as landscaping. The family vehicle pulled into the bay of the house and came to a rest over an induction charging system. Will vaguely wondered if Krissi even understood what induction charging was.

Julie Lawton turned to her daughter, "Welcome home honey."

"Bet you can’t wait to get back to your own room, huh dear" John Lawton said.

"You bet" Will responded enthusiastically. Why were her parents looking at her like that? Something was up. For a moment Will panicked. Did they suspect? He forced himself to remain calm as they bundled out of the car, retreiving suitcases and other items. Krissi’s mom prodded her over to the door that led to the house from the vehicle bay.

"Go ahead dear" Julie Lawton coaxed.

Hesitantly Will opened the door to peer inside. It was dark, and the windows had been darkened so as to prevent light from coming in. Will couldn’t see athing. "Windows fifty percent" Will ordered adjusting the amount of light the windows allowed inside. As the windows began to lighten a chorus of "surprise!" startled him. By now Will could see about twenty people in the room. Think fast!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Will shrieked. "You guys soooo scared me!" Will said breathlessly covering his heart with his hands. An astute observor would have noticed that the time interval between the "surprise" and the scream was just a bit too long to be completely natural, but in the moment no one cared.

"Welcome home Krissi" an older lady said hugging her, only to be replaced by an even older lady who also hugged her.

"It’s so good to have to back dear" she said.

"Yeah welcome home peabrain" a blonde haired boy shouted to everyone’s laughter.

"Now you be nice to your sister" Julie Lawton admonished. Will took a measure of the scoundrel brother and instantly decided he would be trouble.

Now another attractive but slightly older looking girl approached Krissi hesitantly. "Hey sis...Welcome back, you gave us quite a scare there." Krissi gave her a once over. She was cute, but not as cute as she was. This must be the smarter but not as pretty sister he laughed to himself. Still he wouldn’t throw her out of bed if....he stopped himself. Ugh incest! Well not really, but, well... oh shit this is going to take some time Will finished thinking as he gingerly hugged his sister. Apparently there was some friction between the two, but Will didn’t know the history. He looked into his older sister’s eyes, "Look Kara...I...I...don’t remember much...much of anything, but something tells me we weren’t too good of friends...maybe we can start over?"

Kara smiled, and tousled her little sister’s hair, "maybe that labotomy changed you for the better!"

"It wasn’t a lobotomy" Krissi objected, realizing his sister was tesing him good naturedly.

"Well anyway, you seem better" Kara laughed.

"Just wait til I remember all the dirt I probably had on you" Krissi said laughing.

By now all the family had gotten close and Krissi felt herself shuffled from hug to hug, until Will felt thoroughly confused. Finally to his relief, John Lawton quieted everyone down by tapping on a glass with a spoon. "Ah-hmmmm I’d just like to thank everyone for coming out and making it to this event. We...we thought we’d lost our little girl, but she’s come back to us." John Lawton paused, "Welcome home Krissi. Welcome home."

Will tried to stop the nagging feeling of guilt that pervaded his thoughts even as he smiled and ran to his "dad" and gave him a hug. "I don’t know if I can do this" he thought to himself.

 

 

 

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