The Softening of Jessie - Part 47

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“This is a real concern Amanda. The conditioning your son has been under has changed him dramatically. This conditioning was essential however. I suggest that you look at this as a starting point with your daughter. Things will not be the same as they used to but that’s the price that is paid with this treatment.”

"There is nothing that can be done to bring back all the good things about my son? Is he lost forever?” Amanda pleaded.

“Yes, I’m afraid so. If he were to remember his former life now it would be deadly. His mind would not be able to cope and he would be irreversibly damaged. That is why the bi-weekly check-ins were so important. The program could have been stopped at any time during the first quarter if you wished.”

The Softening of Jessie

Part 47

By AshleyTS


 
The two ladies helped Jessie into the car. He was able to walk on his own with some assistance. His mind was cloudy. He drifted in and out of thought. He knew that he was in trouble but could not phantom what to do about it.

“Everything is going to be ok sweetie, just relax ok?” Amanda tried comforting her daughter.

“Umph, isth zumph” Jessie tried responding only to produce gargled words.

As they headed to the clinic, Jessie drifted in and out of consciousness. He heard his mom and grandma arguing with each other. They seemed very frustrated. He wasn’t sure how long they had been driving but it seemed like an eternity. The next thing he realized was that he was sitting on a padded table…wait, it was a in a doctor’s room.

“Hey there Jessica, are you there?” Some strange woman in nurses’ scrubs asked.

“She’s pretty out of it. We gave her the needle.” Susan replied.

“I see. Yeah, you can understand me right Jessica? She is able to comprehend what is going on around here but the tranquilizer is pretty powerful. She is in a dream-like state right now.”

“Yeth, itz hett” Jessie replied trying to form words. No use!

“Ok, well Dr. Katz will be in here shortly. He is anxious to see her development. Go ahead and help her out of her dress and get her into this gown. She can keep her panties and bra on but will have to take of her pantyhose.” The nurse instructed.

“Alright. “ Amanda replied as she helped Jessie to his feet.

She unzipped his dress and let it fall to the floor. She then grabbed either side of his pantyhose and gently pulled them down and had him step out of them.

“What a beautiful girl. She is absolutely perfect and nothing like that awful boy who used to be there.” Susan stated.

“Please don’t mom. This is hard for me and you know it.” Amanda griped as she helped her daughter into the pink gown.

“Hello there, I’m Doctor Katz. Nice to see you again Susan. This must be Amanda and of course Jessica. How are you?”

“I’m worried about my daughter. She was very distraught this afternoon.”

“Yes, well that happens at the finish of our program. It is the start of the final stage. Can I have a look at you Jessica? Don’t worry, these tranquilizers will weaken soon.”

Jessie felt the doctor open up his gown. The room was very cold.

“The body is very well developed. Could you help her out of her bra mom? I’d like to see where we are.”

Amanda reached around Jessie’s back, unsnapped the clasps and guided the straps through his arms. He had larger breasts than she did.

“Breasts are very advanced in comparison with girls her age. You have done well with the hormones.” The doctor replied as he physically checked his boobs. Jessie felt uncomfortable with the strange man feeling his chest like that. Since when did he have that sense of privacy concerning his chest?

“Ok, now let’s lay you down Jessica…good girl. I want to see how you have progressed.” The doctor said and he nudged down Jessie’s panties. He probed his miniscule penis and nether regions.

“She has excessive atrophy of the penis. This amount of shrinkage is rare but will not adversely affect anything.”

“Can I ask what happened to his testicles?” Amanda asked.

“The high dosage of female hormones that have doused Jessica’s body over the last several months have an amazing effect on creating the secondary female characteristics. The penis and testicles need testosterone to thrive and exist. They could not survive in the ultra elevated feminine hormone levels.”

“So what is going to happen now?” Susan asked.

“Well, Jessica is ready for the final stage. We will perform the sexual re-assignment surgery and give her a functioning vagina. This will complete the physical transformation and set her mind at ease. The next three weeks will be spent resting here at the clinic while completing the end stage of the mental conditioning.”

“Three weeks?”

“Oh yes. Jessica is at a very volatile stage. She is dependent on the tapes. The three weeks of mental conditioning will solidify her thoughts so that she will no longer need the tapes. She will be complete.”

Amanda grew distressed.

“Doctor, I’m having concerns about this. I know my son needed a change. He was on a destructive path that needed intervention. I don’t miss the behavior but I miss my son. I miss his personality and although he had his quirks, they were his. The program has taken away any trace of my Jessie. I am left with a stranger.”

“Oh Amanda…” Susan replied rolling her eyes.

“This is a real concern Amanda. The conditioning your son has been under has changed him dramatically. This conditioning was essential however. I suggest that you look at this as a starting point with your daughter. Things will not be the same as they used to but that’s the price that is paid with this treatment.”

"There is nothing that can be done to bring back all the good things about my son? Is he lost forever?” Amanda pleaded.

“Yes, I’m afraid so. If he were to remember his former life now it would be deadly. His mind would not be able to cope and he would be irreversibly damaged. That is why the bi-weekly check-ins were so important. The program could have been stopped at any time during the first quarter if you wished.”

“Bi-weekly check-ins? We never got any check-ins.” Amanda replied confused.

“Of course you did. It is an essential part of the program. If the progress is too extreme hormone levels can be adjusted as well as the tapes.”

“I didn’t want you bothered with those details Amanda. I handled the calls and everything was fine.” Susan responded trying to defend herself.

“You never told me about any of this mom.”

“It wasn’t anything I thought you should be concerned with. I kept a close tab on the communication with the clinic.” Susan snapped back.

“Well, according to the charts, Susan did keep close communication with the clinic. I will get you the file to look over.” The doctor replied.
 
 
Amanda wasn’t sure what to do. She began to feel some betrayal by her mom and felt very ignorant in her son’s condition. Was the doctor correct? It was too late wasn’t it? Could she live with every aspect of her son lost forever? Did she have a choice?

“I’m going to have to ask the two of you to have a seat in the waiting room while we prep Jessica. We will call you back in shortly.”

“You’re not operating right now are you?” Amanda asked with her voice quivering.

“No ma’am. We are getting him ready though. We will need some paperwork signed off on before we proceed.”

The two headed out of the room.

“Ok Jessica, let’s get you prepped up.” The nurse said as she popped the head cap over his hair.

“Everything is going to be great in a little bit. I know you’re feeling groggy right now but soon you will be in fantastic shape!”

Jessie felt a prick in his wrist and saw the small needle being taped. The tiny tube led up to a bag full of liquid. He recognized it as an IV bag.

He heard some clanking coming from the bottom edge of the bed. The nurse was busy doing something.

“Ok, I’m going to attach your legs in here. I warmed the metal up so I hope it’s not too cold.”

Jessie felt the nurse’s hands around his right leg. He felt his leg being lifted and his knee being bent. Wow, that was pretty cold he thought. His right leg felt elevated and splayed to the right a little. The nurse did the same with his left leg. He then felt a strap wrap around his ankles keeping his feet firmly in place. The position he was in felt odd. He was lying on his back. His legs were hoisted high and spread apart…oh no! It dawned on him what was going on. He was in stirrups. The kind of stirrups they use on women…he was going to become a woman! His heart raced as the nurse placed a mask on his face.

“Ok pretty girl, just breath easily and count to 10. There ya go sweeeettttttyyyyy.”

Darkness.
 


To Be Continued...

 



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