It’s been a month since I was brought by Sammy Giancana to his casino for me to pay off my gambling debt to him. I have seemed to settle into a routine now. Trixie comes by in the morning, we go for breakfast, and then I am off to work out at the gym for a couple of hours. I have lunch, and then it’s over to the theatre to practice the dance moves with the other showgirls. June is telling me I am almost good enough to go into the show, but she figures another month of practice before I will be good enough to go on stage.

I was worried at one point that Sammy was going to turn me into an escort for the gamblers here at the casino, but that hasn’t happened. The opposite is true since Sammy appears to have told everyone here that I am off-limits. I am glad he did so, but I am unsure why he did this, as I thought he would want to continue to humiliate me since he called me a sissy. But am I still a man? Every day I continue to become Tammi. At times it’s a little confusing for me, as I feel less and less of a man and more of a woman. A small part of me wants to run away and become a man again elsewhere, but he seems to be losing the battle.

I am continuing the hypnosis sessions with Carlson. He has enlisted me in his hypnosis show twice a week and says he loves to work with me. I am not sure what these afternoon hypnosis sessions are doing to me, as I don’t notice any difference in my personality, which is a good thing. Carlson won’t talk to me about it other than telling me hypnosis helps my mind adjust as I transition to a woman. I do notice I have not been depressed in the least since I have been here, but it’s also been exhilarating for me to work here. Tony seems to be my driver these days, and he acts like a puppy dog around me. I think he has a crush on Tammi, but he knows Sammy has told him that I am off-limits to him.

And no one goes up against Sammy, not if they want to live. I was watching the morning news on TV while I was waiting for Trixie to arrive, and it seems a known mob associate was gunned down in Vegas last week. I don’t know if it had anything to do with the ‘other thing’ and the briefcase at Big Lou’s, and I think it’s better for me if I don’t know. I noticed that Sammy attended one of Carlson’s hypnosis shows. He was sitting at the back, watching me. I guess he wanted to check up on me and see how I was coming along. Those shows embarrass me so much. Carlson always makes me do silly things for the show, and I don’t control what he will do. I am just glad the shows are G-rated.

After Carlson’s last show yesterday, Trixie took me into a different lounge where they had a karaoke night. She somehow convinced me to go up and sing. I don’t have the highest woman’s voice, but I performed a blues song similar to how Diana Krall sings. It seemed to go over with the audience well. They all gave me a standing ovation and asked me to stay up and sing a few more songs. I gave them an excellent performance, and they were cheering for me at the end. After my last number, I noticed that Sammy was standing in the rear of the lounge watching me. I am sure he heard me sing a few numbers too. As I looked at him, he just turned and left the lounge.

I continue to take the hormones, and I haven’t really noticed any changes to my body, but it’s only been a month now. I keep busy enough here in the casino, but I miss my freedom. I don’t know how long this captivity will continue, but I don’t have any intentions of trying to escape. I have nowhere to go now. I want to see now how things will play out here. I don’t make any money right now, but I am getting everything given to me at this point. I don’t know how long this situation will last, but I am trying to make the best of it.

After Trixie and I had breakfast this morning, she told me that Sammy wanted to see me in his office. We went upstairs and waited in reception until we could go in.

Sammy sat behind his desk and got up as we entered his office and approached his desk. He shook our hands, and we both had a seat.

“Trixie, I want to commend you on your work with Tammi. She has come a long way in a month, and we haven’t had any issues arise with her. Good Work.”

“Now for you, young lady, I heard you singing last night in the lounge. I had asked Trixie to get you up on stage to sing since I had a feeling it was in you. You have a great set of pipes, and you sound convincing as a sultry-voiced nightclub singer. We have been looking for a lounge singer to accompany our pianist to entertain the guests. I think you might just fit the bill.”

“Trixie, I have set up a practice session with pianist Lyle Toomy after Tammi’s dance practice, to be held in the Moonlit Lounge. He will be waiting there for you.”

Sammy sat back down at his desk, and we took it as a cue to get up and leave his office. Now I was going to be a lounge singer too?

Trixie told me that she had made an appointment in the casino beauty salon. We walked in, and they gave me a complete makeover with a new hairstyle, salon nails, and full makeup except for lipstick.

Trixie said, “I have a surprise for you.”

One of the salon girls came up to me and said to me, “Sammy thought you should have thicker pouty lips, so I am here to give you a collagen injection to make your lips plump up and look, oh so sexy!”

I thought about it, and my lips were relatively thin and replied, “Yes, I think I would like that.”

She proceeded to give me a series of injections in my lips, and wow, did they plump out. She told me they would drop down a bit in a couple of days but would still be much fuller than before. After finishing my lips, they put on a new shade of lipstick, and I thought I looked great!

I got through the showgirl routine in its entirety today. June only told me of a few minor mistakes I had made, and I was pretty pleased with myself. For me, it was quite an accomplishment.

I then followed Trixie over to the lounge, I asked her about the hypnosis, and she told me the daily sessions were over for now, though Carlson would continue to have me in his hypnosis show twice a week. He had said for me to continue with the nightly relaxation track. She also gave me a new MP3 player and told me to listen to this one now instead of the old one.

We entered the lounge where a handsome black man was practicing on a grand piano. We walked up to him, and he got up and shook our hands. Trixie introduced me as a prospective new singer to accompany him on the piano.
Lyle grinned at me and said, “Let’s see what you can do. Do you know, ‘At Last’?”
“It’s one of my favorites I replied.

“He started playing the intro, and I waited for my cue and started singing the song. I got through it, not forgetting any of the words, and we ended the song.”
“He just silently looked at me. You sang that beautifully. You are a professional singer, right?”

“I said no. I am good at karaoke, though, and I have a great memory for lyrics.”
“Well, girl, you are going to be the star of our lounge here. We may even sing a few duets too.”

“Do you know ‘Love is Here to Stay?”
“Yes, I do.”
“On three.”

We sang the lovely duet, and we were perfectly in tune together.

After we finished, Trixie clapped her hands and said, “You two sound great singing together. I will leave you both to practice and run through a few more songs, and I will be back in an hour, then we can go to dinner.”

I asked Lyle, “Do you think people will come to listen to me singing here?”
“Girl,” he replied, “There will be standing room only once the word gets out.”

We spent the next hour running through several old standard nightclub songs, and I knew every song. I used to have many vinyl LPs and CDs with great blues and jazz nightclub songs. I have no idea what happened to them, but I hope it’s in storage somewhere. It would be a shame to lose them all.

Lyle asked me, “I have a set here tonight from 7:30 to 9:00 and then from 9:30 to 11. Would you like to sing here tonight?”

“I would love to.”

“Great, I will see you here at 7. Wear something nice.”

Trixie walked in, and I told her about my singing debut here at the lounge.

“Well, it’s five now, so let’s eat, and then you can get ready for tonight.”

We dropped by the restaurant, and I had another wonderful meal, though I have to watch what I eat now. I had to keep my dancer’s weight as well.

We chatted during dinner, and I had a coffee afterward. Trixie told me she was amazed by me. It seemed that whatever I tried, I was successful at it. I told her I have always had that mindset. No matter what it was, if I wanted to do something, I would drive myself to succeed. Yes, I have my faults too, but my drive is a part of me, and I can always count on myself.

We returned to my room. Trixie left me there and told me she would be back at 7 pm to take me down to the lounge.

I took a shower and started on my makeup. I then got into my lingerie and put on my favorite little black dress. I put on my 4-inch heels, and I was ready to go.

Trixie showed up at seven, and we went down the lounge. I walked over and said hi to Lyle, and we ran through the songs we would be performing. He set me up with a wireless mic, and the sound system in the lounge worked great.

The tables soon started to fill up, and at 7:30, I started singing ‘I’ve Got You Under My Skin.’ The audience loved it and showed their appreciation. I sang a few more numbers, and then it was Lyle’s turn. He performed a trio of songs, and then we sang a couple of duets together. With every piece, the audience was getting louder with their appreciation. I was grateful that they enjoyed our performance together. It wasn’t a full house, and many people were still talking while I sang, but Lyle assured me that would change.

We took a half-hour break at nine, and I walked over to the bar to get a drink. I had looked over the audience and saw Sammy standing in the back, clapping as loudly as anyone after my songs finished. Sammy came up behind me and startled me when he put his hand on my shoulder. With a surprised look on my face, I turned around and just said, “Hi, Sammy.”

Sammy grinned at me, “You sounded great out there.”

I thanked him for his compliment.

“I’m not just saying that, girl, I have heard a lot of singers come through here, and you are one of the best.”

I just blushed at his compliment.

“I think you are going to be our new singer in the lounge. We will have you and Lyle do the late show since you will also be one of the dancers in the Review show too. You have a real knack for show business. Girl, I think you have found your true calling.”

Sammy grinned, patted me on the back, and left the lounge. I sat down at the bar to enjoy my drink, and another man sat down beside me. He smiled at me and told me I was a gorgeous woman. I blushed and said thanks. He continued, no, really, you are the best-looking woman in this place. I just smiled at him. I supposed I would have to get used to this now, being chased by guys. I excused myself and told him that I had to go and freshen up for my next set.

I left the bar and walked down a hallway to the lady’s room, and I heard someone behind me. The man I was just talking with suddenly grabbed me and gave me a big kiss. I tried to get away, but he was too strong for me.

“You and I will go back up to my room Toots, and we will have a good time. I know you want it.”

I tried to scream, but he put his hand over my mouth. I was frightened now.
“Do as I tell you, and I won’t have to hurt you.”

He tightly held on to my arm as we walked toward the rear elevators. Just as the elevator doors opened, things changed very quickly. A blur grabbed the man and knocked him to the floor. He tried to get up, and then a second man joined the fight, and they both pounded the crap out of the guy until he was unconscious. They then picked him up and dragged him away. They told me they were casino security and to have a good night.

I should have figured this out before, but Sammy kept security watching me while I was inside the casino. Casinos have security cameras everywhere, and they called the alarm when they saw the man grab me on camera. I was a little shaken up, but I continued back to the lady’s room and fixed my makeup. When I stepped back out, a security guy stood by the door and told me he would escort me back to the lounge. He introduced himself as Joey Hamilton, and he was from casino security. Sammy had told him he was now my new bodyguard. I told him I was thankful that they saved me from that creep.

“Don’t worry, Miss. He’s not going to bother you again. He is now banned from the casino and knows better ever to show his face here again.”

We went back to the lounge, and I had another drink to calm down. I continued my set as nothing had happened, and we finished with ‘Fly Me to the Moon,’ and the crowd gave me a rousing applause. I didn’t tell Lyle what had happened, but when Trixie met me, she had a concerned look on her face.

She asked me, “Are you ok? That was brave of you to go back out and sing after what happened to you.”

I just replied, “The show must go on.”

And she laughed. “From now on, Sammy has given you a bodyguard. This casino is supposed to be a safe place, and Sammy won’t stand for anything like that happening again to you here.”

“I know, his name is Joey, and he is standing right over there, keeping an eye on me.”

Well, I was a hit, and pretty soon, we had my name upon the Casino Marquee sign as Tammi DuBois giving my showtimes. Lyle and I were performing our set Wednesday through Saturday at 11 pm. The casino moved us into one of the larger venues since we packed them in. These were exciting times.

A month later, I debuted as a Showgirl. We had different outfits for every show, and they were all fantastic to wear. Blanche fitted me for my costumes, and they were all stunning. Of course, they showed a lot of skin and didn’t leave much to the imagination, but decorated with sparkles, feathers, and sequins, as showy as one can get. The most significant change was that I started using breasts glued to my chest and blended to my skin color with some makeup. They looked realistic, and this meant I could take a shower, and I looked like a girl as long as I had a towel around me. I was extremely nervous going out as a dancer on the first night.

June took me aside and said, “You have learned all the routines and can do them flawlessly. Don’t overthink it and go out on the stage and have some fun. Remember to smile at the audience the entire time you are on stage.”

We got in position on a gangway behind the back curtain. It would open slightly to a stairway at the rear of the stage where we would walk down in pairs, holding each other’s hand. As the last couple on the stairs, we walked down to the stage and joined the group. From then on, we ran through all our various routines and patterns. In the end, we walked downstairs at the front of the stage and ran up the aisles through the audience and then reversed aisles and ran back up to the stage, all in time with the music, and we made fun yipping noises as we ran. The audience loved us. We did a chorus line high kick in unison as our finale, and with that, the curtain dropped on us. The crowd roared, and we gave our encore, and the show was over. I was on cloud 9, as it was so much fun to do. I thoroughly enjoyed myself out there. All the other girls congratulated me for not ‘fucking up’ with a smile, and I had to laugh. The rush I got from that performance was addictive. As I looked over the crowd in the audience, I could see Sammy and Joey standing at the back, both clapping for me.

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Time must fly when you are having fun. It’s been just over a year since Sammy had brought me to the casino to repay my gambling debt. I was performing nightly as a showgirl in the ‘Casino Review’ show and a nightclub singer for most of that time.

I worked with Carlson until his contract with the Casino was up and he left for another gig. I didn’t mind as his hypnosis show had always embarrassed the heck out of me. He did give me a going-away present with about a dozen different MP3 players that had some of his sleep-inducing hypnosis on them. I gave him a kiss goodbye after his last show, and he didn’t make me do it.

I had moved from my original little room up to a suite on a higher floor in the hotel. I could now come and go as I pleased. The salon finished my laser hair removal, and I never had to shave any longer. Sammy’s lawyers had given me a legal name change as well as a gender change. I had a new ID with a birth certificate, passport, and driver’s license showing my name, as Tammi DuBois, and my sex is now female. Joey was always around, and when I was outside of my suite, he was with me. I didn’t even have to drive since Joey took me everywhere I wanted to go.

Today I was scheduled for a bunch of surgeries. What I had come up for me was a facial feminization surgery; they were going to shave my brow, feminize my nose and shave my Adam’s apple even though it wasn’t that noticeable. I was also going to get Vegas-sized DD breasts, and the last operation was going to be my sex reassignment surgery later in the week. By now, I had accepted that I was a woman, and I didn’t want to ever go back to being a man. Tommy was gone, and only Tammi remained. I was looking forward to these surgeries.

Joey drove my good friend Trixie and me over to the plastic surgeon’s office for a consult. We entered his office, met the surgeon, and discussed all the procedures he would perform on me. He had me scheduled for the breast enhancement surgery that afternoon in his office. I grew out to a C cup on hormones, but that’s not good enough for Vegas, so the doctor would give me a pair of DD implants. Tomorrow I would have the FFS surgery performed in his office, and then next week, I was going to go into the hospital where the surgeon would perform the sex reassignment surgery.

After a year on hormones, my boy parts had shrunk way down in size, and they didn’t work any longer, so I wasn’t about to miss them. Initially, I was worried that I wouldn’t enjoy becoming a woman and would have trouble accepting the changes. But I didn’t have any issues. Other than that night, some loser grabbed me, security kept all the creeps away from me, and I had had no problems afterward.

At the end of the afternoon, we walked out from the surgeon’s office, and I had a new pair of boobs, and wow, they pushed out of my dress. I was wearing false breasts to keep my dress size at a DD cup, but now they would be all me, no more falsies required. I was elated, and this was only the first step. Joey drove us back to the casino.

The next day we returned to the surgeon’s office, and they took me in for the FFS surgery. This time it was more involved, and I was out for a few hours while they operated on my face. I woke up feeling like a truck ran over my face, and the nurse gave me a couple of pain pills. She said that the surgery went off without a hitch, and I could go home in an hour or so after the doctor came by to check how I was.

The doctor came in and examined me and told me I didn’t need that much work. As part of the brow shave, they had adjusted my hairline to make it look more feminine. They reshaped my nose, making it a little smaller and narrower, and shaved the bit of Adam’s apple that I had. The bandages would stay on for a few weeks while my face healed, but next week I would have the SRS procedure that would make me look indistinguishable from a woman.

The big day finally arrived, and Joey drove Trixie and me over to the hospital, where I checked in for the surgery. I undressed and put on a gown, and the nurse helped me on the gurney. I said to Trixie, I will see you soon. And with that, I was wheeled into the operating room, where I met the surgery team that would perform my SRS procedure. The anesthetist placed the mask over my face and told me to count down, and I soon blacked out.

I woke up in recovery, and the nurse said hi to me. She gave me a piece of ice to wet my mouth as it was parched. She told me the surgery was a success, and there were no complications. I felt between my legs, and it was now all flat under the bandages, but things down there ached. I was now a complete woman.

The doctor came in to see me and told me the operation went well. He wanted me to stay in the hospital overnight and see him tomorrow. They wheeled me back to my room, and Trixie waited for me. I was still a little out of it on the pain meds, and the nurse gave me another shot. I said hi to Trixie and then faded off for a while. When I woke up again, I could feel pain and rang for the nurse. Trixie had left for home, and I faded off again once I got the shot.

I still felt sore and uneasy the next day, but the pain had gone down quite a lot. They gave me some pain pills and a prescription for more drugs. Trixie came by and helped me into my clothes and the wheelchair, and they wheeled me to a limo waiting outside the hospital. I gingerly got up out of the wheelchair, and the driver and Trixie helped me into the car. We went back to the casino to a rear entrance, and they got me a wheelchair to take me up to my suite. I stayed in bed recovering for a week, and Trixie had gotten my prescription filled, so I didn’t have any shortage of pills for any pain. By the end of the week, I was walking around my suite, taking careful little steps as I was still very sore down there. My face was feeling better, and we were going back to the doctor tomorrow. He would unwrap the bandages around my face, boobs, and new vagina. I could hardly wait.

The next day, Trixie wheeled me down to where Joey was waiting with a limo at the rear entrance, and we went over to the doctor. The doctor unwrapped my boobs first, and they looked spectacular! The nurse knew my bra size and gave me a special bra to keep tension against my chest, around my new breasts, and help them heal.

My face was next. The doctor carefully unwrapped the bandages. I saw Trixie look at me with surprise as the doctor removed them. The doctor smiled and said, you are healing nicely, don’t worry about the bruising and the swelling. That will go away. He told me he also did a little work on my eyes to make them look larger. He handed me a mirror, and to be honest; I still looked pretty bad. My face was bruised and swollen, and I really couldn’t see that anything was better. It all looked worse. The doctor said not to worry, it’s all normal, and I will notice a significant change when the swelling and bruising go down in a few weeks.

Lastly, the doctor removed the bandages around my new vagina, and once they were off, he told me it looked great as well. He let me have a look at it using the mirror. I was going to be swollen there for some time, and I could see the scars and stitches, but again the doctor said that was perfectly normal and would also take a few weeks to heal.

The doctor and nurse then unpacked what looked like a ton of bloody gauze from inside my vagina. Once they removed the gauze, the nurse gave it a douche and used more gauze to dry it, and repeated the douche. Then the doctor got up and told me he would see me back in a month, but if I felt a lot of pain or any other complications like bleeding, to call immediately.

Once the doctor left, the nurse brought out a set of dilators. I knew this was coming. She took the smallest one, showed me how to lube it up with K-Y jelly, and how to insert it into my vagina. It hurt going in, and she said that is perfectly normal. She showed me how deep it was supposed to go and how long I would leave it there and then pull it out and slowly reinsert it again. I would have to perform this procedure 2 to 3 times a day initially. She also gave me a schedule showing me how long I would use the smallest dilator before moving on to the next larger one. Using these dilators was something that I would have to do for the rest of my life, or the vagina would shrink and close up.

We cleaned it off, put it back in the set with the other dilators, put it all in a bag, and Joey drove us back to the casino.

When we got back to my suite, Trixie opened the door and said, “WOW!”

I asked her what had happened, she pushed the wheelchair in, and I was amazed, there were fresh flowers everywhere! The smell was fabulous! A little card read, ‘We are happy for you, Tammi, and we wish you a speedy recovery.’ Trixie stayed with me for a while, and we chatted. Then she had to leave, and I puttered around for a bit and went back for a nap.