He was 5’11” and 245 pounds, with a full head of brown hair. He had three charges of Domestic Abuse against him and had drunkenly slept with several women, two of whom had pending charges of rape against him. In short, he was not a model citizen. One night in the local bar, the brother of one of the women he’d raped, slipped a tiny pill into his drink while he wasn’t looking. Frank’s life was about to change dramatically.
Nancy’s brother, her twin had always been very protective of her and though they’d both thought of it, there had never been any incest. They both dreamed of having families but not illegal ones. It was heart breaking and enraging for John to hear from Nancy that one of the local trash had raped her on the way to her car after she got off work at the local clothing store. The police tracked Frank down and he insisted that she came on to him, an accusation that she denied, and the police did not believe, considering his record, but it was her word against his. No charges were filed.
The twins Uncle John heard of the incident and knew someone who was looking for a body organ donor for medical research. He knew that rapists seldom reformed. The traffickers would become rich. Frank would disappear and not even DNA evidence would be left. Frank’s 245-pound body was a lot to handle but the individuals transporting this deeply unconscious male managed. They met another unmarked Stretch van in a dark alley and the transfer was over in moments. The delivering van’s owners returned to delivering produce. The other van had been taken from a wrecking yard and ran on a false registration.
Investigators had thought that he would be taken to Mexico for organ harvest, but actually he was not even taken out of the country. He went to a seemingly abandoned mansion south of Cleveland, Ohio near Mentor, less than 50 miles from his home. No one was looking for Frank, and those that he had harmed were mostly just happy that he was gone.
In the building’s second floor, Frank, now considered a cadaver, was hooked to an IV that would hold him essentially comatose. Eventually, there would be a death certificate in absentea despite the lack of a body. No one would look for him. The mansion was listed as unoccupied, and there were no public records to show it was. There was no water meter, it was on a domestic well; the sewage went into a huge domestic sanitation system and then the outflow went into a small river. There was no record of electricity use because of an almost silent generator in the basement. The only record of their presence would have been for diesel but the bill for fuel and servicing was paid in cash with a generous security bonus for keeping the matter confidential.
It took months of liposuction and other methods, but the researcher eventually got Frank down to 134-pounds. The suctioned fat was stored and would keep for years if needed. Despite the challenges, frank would make a marvellous woman. Using the surgeon’s considerable skills, she would be quite pretty, even model like. She would have no recollection of her past life or offenses. Using her new birth certificate and records, no one would be searching for him, even due to legal obligations.
There was little evidence of gender change surgery, and that could easily be interpreted differently. The female organs, breast tissue and other organs came from a genetically similar female cadaver. The factor that made it all seem credible was the implants now situated in various parts of the brain insured a female persona, though she would never be aware of the fact. An implanted substance was used to prevent tissue rejection for some time, perhaps two decades.
The best she could now hope for was to not have to endure rape herself. Meanwhile the medical researcher was pleased with his creation.
Even with the best plastic surgery, the body seeks to return to its original form but that usually takes a decade or more if one does not engage in self-destructive practices. Would she meet someone and eventually have a family? It would be abundantly unjust punishment for her body modifications to begin to fall apart in the middle of raising her children. With that in mind, her ovaries carried no viable eggs. She would bear the pain of being baren.
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There was so much that his enemies and the medical researcher did not know about their project. Their projected amnesia did not happen. It all seemed like a horror story to her.
“What have you done to me?” She frantically exclaimed. She? She? Her emotions were so strong, so much more than she had ever expected. Is this what real women felt? He’d secretly spent years saving to have GRS, but no one had ever told her that her life would be so strongly changed. This was much more mind numbing than she ever expected. Her feelings and emotions threatened to rob her of her sanity.
Gradually becoming more aware of her surroundings, she grew increasingly alarmed. This was so very much more than He’d ever experienced in life before. Was someone performing a cruel joke on her? Those who’d helped him arrange for the surgery appointments never said anything about this. She didn't know that none of those who had hated his old self did not know of his secret life. It was too well concealed. Sad, so sad.
