I couldn’t help it. These new hormones are driving me crazy. Since I have now just grown a penis, I can’t help but masturbate. It’s either this or find a girl in this school and have sex with her. I couldn’t do that. I am a girl... or was a girl.

Finally I sprayed my seed and was ready for class. When I walked out of the stall, I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were open wide, because what I saw wasn’t a girl. I saw a boy. Broad shoulders flat chested and I could even see the large Adams apple that grew. It almost looked like I swallowed an apple and it didn’t go down. No wonder my voice is so low now. I believe the bigger the Adams apple, the lower your voice is.

I ran out of the restroom. I just couldn’t see myself anymore. I went to my first class.

When I got there, everyone was talking a mile a minute. I found a seat and kept quiet. I looked around at everyone. The girls actually had large breasts. If I were still a girl, I would have had big breasts as well. This was all my dad’s fault. If he didn’t make me dress as a boy, I wouldn’t be one right now.

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During lunch time, I saw my brother sitting with some boys. He looked o the same as he always did. I'm guessing he didn't go in for the shot yet. I doubt he will be crossdressing after that. He won't be able to look like no girl after the shot. A matter of fact, I don’t.

I thought of sitting with him, but I didn’t want him to notice that I’m his sister, or former sister.

I sat alone and ate lunch. A few boys came over to me and sat down.

“Hey dude, what’s your name.” One of them asked.

“Sam,” I said, still looking at my food.

“I’m Jake and this is Greg,” He said pointing to the other guy next to him.

“Nice to meet you.” I took a bite of my food. It was a garden salad.

Jake looked at my food. “What’s this shit your eating?”

“What’s it look like I’m eating?”

“A man doesn’t eat salad, they eat meat lots and lots of meat.” He took my food and was heading to the garbage.

“What the fuck are you doing with my salad?” I yelled. This made the whole cafeteria look up at me.

After school, I got dressed into my clothes I wore heading here. You can definitely see the bulge in my pants now. It didn’t look like a mound of sock, There was a outline of a big nine inch cock. If this didn’t scream man, nothing would.

I went home. I wasn’t ready for my dad. I didn’t know what he would say or do when I walked in the house as a boy, instead of his daughter.

Making it to the front door of the house, I walked in. My dad was at the door waiting for me. He had a big smile on his face.

“I see my plan worked,” He chuckled.

“You mean you wanted me to be a boy?” I yelled.

“Oh you even have a very low voice, just like a man should have.”

“I have a huge nine inch cock!” I screamed.

“Oh really? “ He looked down at my crotch. “Pull down your pants and underwear. I want to see it.”

“No way!” I protested.

“Do it, or I will use force and do it myself.” He yelled.

I started crying and pulled down my pants and underwear. Dad went down and examined my huge member.

“It looks to be about ten almost eleven inches now. Which is not the normal size a cock should be. That's exactly what I wanted." He smiled. "Your cock wont stop getting bigger until it reaches fifteen to almost seventeen inches long, to make it impossible to not notice it. And to make the ladies want it even more." He looked under my dick. "Oh, you have huge balls as well. Can you produce sperm?”

“Yes,” I said softly.

“I want proof, masturbate for me, I want to see you cum.”

“What?” I cried.

“Do it, or I will squeeze your balls so hard, they will pop”

I cried and started masturbating in front of him. I gave him his nasty proof, when I squirted a very large amount of semen in front of him.

He smiled. “You are 100% male.” He chuckled again. “And to make it worse, you can never become female again, unless you go through surgery. Nano-bots won’t work a second time on you to go back to female. So you will never know what it’s like to bear a child. You won’t ever have multiple organs like females get. And if you wanted to be female again, you would have the surgery to deal with. You would have to pay out of your own money. I won’t even bother helping. You will be harassed by everyone in school if you come out transgender. You won’t be excepted at any church out there. They will use the bible against you. It’s either you be a full male for the rest of your life, or suffer living a miserable life as a freak. “

“I’ll report you for what you have done.” I screamed.

“What proof do you have? All your documents have already been changed to be male. I had this planned out for months. Your name is officially Samuel. Your birth certificate says that you were born male. If a doctor took blood from you to test your chromosomes, it would come out XY. The chromosomes of male. There would not be even one bit in you that shows you were ever female.”

“Brandon knows I was born female.”

“He’s in on this whole thing as well. You will never win.” Dad smiled at me.

“The nurse at school would know. I can tell him the whole thing.”

“Oh you mean my friend George?” Oh he was in on it too. He and his friend Fred helped with the whole thing.”

“You had them shave my head as well?”

“Yes the whole phony ‘new rule’ about all boys must have a haircut, was my own idea,” He smiled. “If you look at school tomorrow, you will see some boys with long hair still. I had to make sure you looked as manly as possible when you were done changing.”

“What about the vice-principal…”

“In on it as well. Face it, your screwed.”

Brandon came walking into the house. He saw me and started laughing.

“Hello Samuel,” He laughed. He looks at my large uncircumcised manhood, which at the moment had grown another two inches. “Nice penis and testicles. Its so nice to see another man in the house. No more complaining about the seat up anymore.”

“What if I do choose to be transgender? The seat will still be needing to be down.”

“There's No way that would happen, Samuel,” dad barked. “You will be forced to start peeing standing up from now on. As long as you have a penis, the seat stays up, unless you are taking a shit. If you don’t obey this, there will be huge consequences.”

I cried all the way to my room.

“Stop Crying. Boys don’t cry, unless you are a sissy!” dad yelled up the stairs.

“I’m a girl, I was born a girl…”

“That’s not what your records say.”

“That’s because you fucking changed it!”

“Don’t use that language at me young man!”

“I’m not a boy!”

“No your not a boy, you’re a man, you have a huge cock and can shoot semen.”

I slammed my door.

I have got to figure out how to change back to a full female. But how?