Jessie realized how horrible he was. It’s funny how his actions seemed so wrong now that he looked back on them. How could he be so rotten to his mom, his teachers…everyone? He didn’t agree with the action taken by his mom to change him, but he did understand how she could be at her rope’s end.

“I promise you that I won’t deceive you any longer honey. I know that this is going to be difficult but I am here for you now. I will do whatever I can.”

“Thanks mom. I just need time to think about what I want to do…” Jessie replied as he hugged his mom and went up to his room.

He was groggy but felt so relaxed and well rested.

As his eyes focused he suddenly realized what had happened just before he lost consciousness.

He swiftly reached between his legs. There weren’t any bandages…no opening. What happened? He threw off the covers and pulled down his boxers. His boxers? Why was he in boxers? His penis was still there! Well, what was left of his penis you could say, but it was still there nonetheless.

Wait…he wasn’t at the clinic but was in his bedroom. He was back home!

He felt like he had been asleep forever. He was wearing a rather long white t-shirt and plaid boxers. No pantyhose…he seemed ok for the moment with that.

Crap! Who was here? He feared his grandmother and didn’t know what to think of his mom. He knew that he was weak now…very weak and he could not overpower them.
 
 
He crept out of bed and walked over to the door. He quietly opened it and spied what was going on.

Jessie was all nerves as he tippy toed over to look down the staircase. He saw his mom on the couch visibly crying. He felt bad for her. He remembered how upset she was at the clinic and how she seemed to genuinely care about him. Sure he was upset at what she had done to him but he was freaked out and scared about his changes. He really needed his mom!

He took a deep breath and let it out.
 
 
“Mom, are you ok?” He asked. His own voice seemed foreign to him. It was so high pitched.

“Jessie!” Amanda screamed as she jumped from the couch, “I was getting so worried!”

She ran and hugged him. This was no regular hug but was filled with immense emotion. Jessie could feel the pain in her sobbing and embrace. She didn’t want to let go.

“I’m so sorry! I cannot tell you how truly sorry I am for doing this to you. Please forgive me…I can’t bear losing you.” Amanda pleaded with her son.

“Calm down mom. It’ll be ok…just calm down ok?” Jessie tried comforting her. Strange. He actually sympathized with her. Always a first for everything. He couldn’t stand seeing his mom so upset and without notice his eyes welled with tears as he too began to sob uncontrollably.

“Oh honey, I was so worried about you! You’ve been out for 3 days. Are you my Jessie?!? Is that you Jessie?”

“3 days? What happened? Of course it’s me mom…I remember everything…””

“I stopped the procedure. I refused to sign the release. Oh sweetie, I should have never allowed this to happen! I was so desperate to help you from so much trouble that I made a bad decision. Oh honey, can you ever forgive me?”

“Where’s grandma? She hates me mom! You have no idea what happened!”

“She’s gone Jessie. I know what she did. It’s been a long time coming but I finally stood up to that woman! Oh sweetie, I’m was so afraid that you would be lost forever! We can change this…I’ll get help to make you how you used to be. I put you in boy’s clothes…” Amanda replied as she burst into tears again.

Jessie had no idea what to do. The anguish his mom felt was well deserved. He knew that his life would never be the same again. He didn’t ask nor want to be put into the predicament he was currently in.

He had changed and some changes where fairly obvious. His sense of compassion and emotion where dramatically elevated. He found himself feeling sorry for his mother. He had the sneaky suspicion that his grandma had been the mastermind of this whole mess and that gave him the peace of mind to put his anger towards his mom on hold.

The two sat and chatted for the next couple hours. Amanda tried to explain what had happened as his mind was still very cloudy over the period of change.

Jessie realized how horrible he was. It’s funny how his actions seemed so wrong now that he looked back on them. How could he be so rotten to his mom, his teachers…everyone? He didn’t agree with the action taken by his mom to change him, but he did understand how she could be at her rope’s end.

“I promise you that I won’t deceive you any longer honey. I know that this is going to be difficult but I am here for you now. I will do whatever I can.”

“Thanks mom. I just need time to think about what I want to do…” Jessie replied as he hugged his mom and went up to his room.

He closed the door and tried to take in what had occurred.
 
 
“Jessie dear are you ok?” his mom asked.

“Mom, you just spoke with me downstairs.”

“I know. I’m just concerned.” Amanda replied. She was afraid of what the doctor had said about the dangers of regaining memories.

“Mom, I’m fine. I’m going to get dressed.”

“I bought you some new clothes in your top drawer. I got several different sizes so let me know which ones fit and we can buy more. Just call me if you need anything.”

Jessie opened up the top drawer. Boy’s clothes. Underwear briefs, pants, shorts, t-shirts. He knew his mom wanted to make things better but figured that these clothes wouldn’t fit his body.

Three sizes of briefs. He opened them up and pulled down his boxers.

His took a discerning look at his penis. He remembered how it looked previously and this was a dramatic change. It barely protruded from his body and looked like an “outie” bellybutton. How could it shrink so much? His balls were gone. He felt around the foreign area. Would he ever be able to have an erection again? There was no doubt that he could not father any children.

He proceeded to try on all the male briefs. The first two could not get past his hips. The third was big enough around the hips but was way too loose around his waist. The jeans and shorts had the same result. He had feminine curves now and was trapped into wearing clothes designed to accommodate those curves.

He pulled his top off and observed himself in the full length mirror.

He was a girl. Maybe not in mind but most definitely in body shape. It didn’t matter what he was wearing. He would be taken as a female.
 
 
A while later Jessie emerged from his room.

“So mom, none of those clothes fit me. Nice try though.”

He was dressed in plain blue jeans, an off white t-shirt and sneakers. All were girl’s clothes but on the androgynous side. That’s where he noticed another big change in his mental makeup. He knew that he should be furious about having to wear female clothes but he was at ease with it.

He sat down on the couch and naturally crossed his legs in a very feminine style and gently placed his hands overlapping on top.

Amanda noticed… Jessie did not.