Recovering From Trauma Chapter 7

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Christen looked at his reflection as he tried to adjust the bra supporting his huge breasts. He was still pissed at what Eddie had done to him. He looked over towards his roommate Thomas as he fumbled around with the bra, he was wearing to support his huge breasts as well. The two of
them had been victims of bullies at their respected high schools.

Thomas was skinner then he was and Thomas’s huge breasts stuck out further and took up his whole chest area. As for himself, he had a little bit more build to his body, but his big chest looked like two huge beach balls on his chest. What was also embarrassing, was the fact that his nipples were always erect, and poking through the bra he wore.

What made matters worse about his condition, his penis had become so small, that it had gone inside his body. Even his testicles had shrunk to the point that he couldn’t feel them anymore.

“How do women deal with breasts this big?” Christen looks behind him towards Thomas for an answer.

“You’re asking the wrong person, Christ. My sister’s breasts aren’t as big as these.” Thomas was in the same boat as Christen.

His nipples were always erect and they became harder and painful every time they were exposed to cold air. His penis and testes had disappeared over a few days and his voice had become higher. He noticed that his hips had become wider and that his waist had become smaller. Even the hair in his grown area had become bushier. One of the female nurses at the vineyard had to teach him and Christen how to trim theirs.

As for the hair on their legs and armpits, it was so fine that shaving it was difficult at times. Other things they noticed about each other, was that they could smell each other’s body odor. The counselor helping them adjust to their new predicament informed them that their senses would be more on par with a natural woman’s senses.

Between him and Christen, his body looked more feminine and curvier than Christen’s. Christen looked like he was some sort of lesbian dike. Where he was slowly turning into a freaking porn model.

Some of the natural girls and women on their wing had breasts as large as theirs. Some were forced to become as big as they were by their boyfriends who exploited them for money. Some of the other girls just wanted bigger breasts and did it themselves and now they were regretting what they did to their bodies.

The twins on their wings had been forced by their stepfather. He tricked them and gave them a huge dose of a drug that not only caused their body to mature too fast but aged them as well. They had been twelve years old, but now they were in their late teens. Their bodies were fully developed and they were still getting used to their new bodies.

Another draw back to what their father did to them, their bodies were in sync with each other’s. Their periods were extremely heavy and painful. Since their bodies were forced to develop so fast, they never got a chance to adjust themselves properly, so when they have their periods, they start heavy and stay like that far longer than normal. As for the pain, it was so bad, that for the first four days, they couldn’t move or eat anything.

After their transformation, their father pimped them out to strangers and made porn movies of them having sex. Some of the porn movies boarder close to sniff films.

“Dr. Quinn says that Mrs. Blake may have a nonsurgical way of reducing my breasts.” Thomas turns around and looks over towards Christen.

“That would be great. Did she say anything else about getting bottom surgery?” Christen had been informed that his penis and testes were so damaged by the drug used on him. That even if they could be salvaged somehow. He wouldn’t be able to father children.

“Yes, she said that because my testes and penis were damaged and that the drug used on me shifted my skeleton. I would never be able to
father children or have them restored.” Dr. Quinn showed him an Xray of his body.

His hips had changed to the point that he had the bottom part of a woman. If he had a womb and carried a baby to term, he could deliver it without any problems.

“Dr. Quinn said the same thing to me. However, my hips are still normal. Nothing about my skeleton changed.” Christen finishes getting dressed.

“You ready to go and join the others?”

“Yeah, it’s been helpful talking to the other girls who have experienced what we have. I just feel sorry for the Barbie twins. Why would anyone do that to young girls.” Thomas couldn’t figure out why someone would turn two girls into identical barbie dolls.

“There are some sick people out there.” Christen opens the door and walks out into the hallway.

He spots Tammy, Michelle, Angie, the twins, and Brenda walking towards them. Out of all of them, Angie was the slimmest and had the biggest breasts. She had to wear a back brace, because of how much weight her breasts put on her slim frame.

Tammy was the tallest of them and she also had the most done to her body. Her mother started modifying Tammy when she was just six years old. Her mother was into beauty pageants and all she wanted Tammy to do was win, no matter the cost to her daughter.

Drugs and surgery had been used on Tammy. Her mother had Tammy’s stomach removed and her uterus and ovaries removed as well. She didn’t want periods and such to interfere with the pageants or accidentally get pregnant. Tammy’s mother didn’t care that she sterilized her daughter because Tammy’s brother could carry on the family line.

Michelle was half European and half Korean. Her adopted parents used an experimental drug on her that increased her intelligence because she was born with a learning disability. However, the drug destroyed part of her personality. She also had an amazing body from another drug her parents used on her.

The side effects of the drug made her extremely fertile. It didn’t take her body long to become pregnant. By the time she was rescued, she had already given birth to six babies. They used her to breed important and rich people's babies.

Brenda’s transformation was self-inflicted. She had been born flat-chested and wanted to be like her friends and relatives that were big-chested. She heard about a drug that would do that for her from a friend of hers who also dealt with drugs at school.

She stole the money she needed from her stepfather to buy the drugs and took them. The drug enlarged her breasts, widen her hips, and made her butt bigger. But it also reduced her intelligence. She could only understand simple directions and was susceptible to suggestions.

When the police found her, she was letting a huge black guy lead her around naked with a thick dog collar locked around her neck with a leash. On her abdomen, someone had branded her with the words cum dumpster with hash marks tattooed on her skin for every guy she had been sold to. It took the police officer who saved her three tries before they could even get her name. Tammy looks after her now and helps Brenda when things become too complex for her.

They met up with the Barbie twins as they walked to the meeting room. The Barbie twins looked like real plastic dolls. The doctor who did the work expanded on what was already capable and enhanced it even more. Everything about them made them look like real dolls.

As the group entered the meeting room, they spotted Ms. Carrot. Christen and Thomas couldn’t believe that when they first saw her, she was real. However, they later learned that she was very real and what had been done to her had been because of a wish. She used to be a person who liked dressing up as a humanoid animal.

Her favorite animals were rabbits, but she used to dress up as a cocker spaniel, poodle, Collie, and even a cat once or twice. Some friends of hers had made a wish at a wishing well and the next day, they all woke up as their favorite humanoid animal.

“Morning Ms. Carrot.” All the girls felt comfortable around Ms. Carrot. There wasn’t anything threatening about her and sometimes during their meeting, her nose would twitch.

Ms. Carrot turns around and looks at all the girls. She loved helping them and thought of them as her babies. She knew some of them would be going home or to new families and she was going to miss them.

“So, why don’t we continue our discussion from yesterday.” Ms. Carrot walks over and sits down on her chair.

Employee Wing:
Felica limps back to her quarters after her security training exercise. She just got finished getting her ass kicked by Jessie from the mountain. Jessie was a special operative from an all-female strike team that her aunt had put together. They were trained and operated under a person by the name of Patricia McQueen. She saw the woman in action and couldn’t believe how she moved.

Felica enters her quarters and starts removing her custom-made security outfit. She had bruises covering every inch of her body. Jessie had warned her that she was told not to take it easy on her.

She runs some cold water to soak in. She adds a special powder to the water that would make the water colder to help her sore body. Ever since she was adopted by her father Lucas and his wife Joann. She knew what type of work she wanted to do. She wanted to follow in their footsteps.

Her father owned a security company named Guardian Force. He was retired from the military and her mother was a retired Chicago Police Detective. The two of them along with several friends operated a security company that was known worldwide.

Most of their employees were retired military and retired police officers. They took high-profile contracts and had a special merc unit that protected valuable property and clients. She wanted to follow in their footsteps.

Her hero was Lara Croft from the Tomb Raider movies. She liked the 2018 movie and cartoon more than the others. She based her whole look and appearance on the cartoon version of the character from the cartoon.

She has based her whole identity on the cartoon character. She has taken every language she could, learn. Every history class and has done fieldwork as an apprentice to several well-known Archaeologists. She held several degrees and was considered extremely intelligent.

Her father and mother have been training her how to protect herself and think like a detective. Especially, her mother. Her mother and some of the instructors she has had have pushed her how to think like a crook and solve crimes that way.

As for her training with Jessie, she figured with all the training she has had over the years, she would be able to hold her own. Boy! Was she wrong? Jessie wiped the floor with her and bruised her ego.

“You look like you went twenty rounds with Steven Sea. gal, sis.” Elizabeth had heard her sister walk into their apartment. She stands in the doorway to the bathroom looking at her older sister soaking in the tub.

Elizabeth was the total opposite of her older sister. She had the build of a gymnast and their father’s blonde hair and blue eyes. She won two gold medals in gymnastics and was studying medicine like most of their aunts and uncles did.

“No, I didn’t get beat up by Steven Seagal. I got my ass handed to me by Jessie from the team over at Grandma’s mountain complex.”

“Why did she beat you so terribly?” Elizabeth knew the women over at their grandmother’s mountain complex. They did special assignments for their grandmother.

“I asked her if she would be willing to spar with me and teach me a few things.”

“Well, it looks like she got you good. Did you manage to get her at all?” Elizabeth knew her older sister was really good in hand-to-hand combat.

“I got a couple of good blows in on her, but not as many as she got on me. I thought you were studying for your medical exams next week?” Felica knew her sister wanted to follow in the family business as a doctor.

“I needed a break. My brain can only store so much information.”

“Actually, it can store more than you realized, sis.” Felica smiles at her sister.

“I don’t care. I need the break. I’ve been at it since seven this morning. I still need to go to the gym and stretch.” Elizabeth still kept her body limber.

“Have you heard from mom and dad?” Felic knew her parents were on assignment.

“Yeah, mom said they would be home tomorrow. She also said that they are bring back four girls with them.

“Oh? Did they go into detail about them?” Felica knew her parents had a soft spot for abused children.

“Yeah, one is twelve years old and pregnant. Mom didn’t go into detail, but from what I gathered from Dad. The girl’s stepfather is responsible for her being pregnant.”

“Man, that is sick. Who would do something like that to a twelve-year-old girl?”

“Someone sick and perverted. Just like all the other girls here at the vineyard. Some people have become sick and twisted now. They have no regard for women or human life.” Felica could feel the medicine in the powder healing her body.

“I agree with Grandma Tabitha. They should all be rounded up and shot.” Elizabeth has seen too much since she’s been helping out at the vineyard.

“Sis, I agree with you. That’s why I want to follow in Dad’s and Mom’s footsteps. I want to help those people who can’t protect themselves or are taken advantage of.”

“That’s why I’m becoming a doctor. There are so many people who need medical help.” Elizabeth had a soft heart.

“Good thing we aren’t greedy like most kids I know. Most kids from our social circle want to spend their family money and don’t want to help anyone.”

“True, well I better get back to studying. Do you need anything?”

“Yeah, a towel would be nice.” Felica forgot to grab a towel before getting into the tub.

“Here you go, sis.” Elizabeth hands her sister a towel.

“Thanks.” As Felica stands up out of the tub and accepts it.

“You’re welcome. Well, back to studying.” Elizabeth turns and walks back to her room to study.

Felica gets out and dries off. She lets the water drain out of the tub. She’ll rinse the tub after she gets dressed. She felt better and wasn’t limping like she had been. She walks to her bedroom and gets dressed. After she is dressed, she rinses the tub out and fixes herself a salad for lunch.

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