The revelation from my Doctor that I no longer had any ‘dangly bits’ as he called them was not altogether a shock but the realisation that I would have to ‘pee’ sitting down for the rest of my life was the real downer.
“There is an alternative to life as a eunuch you know?” he offered.
“Gee, thanks doc,” I replied slightly sarcastically.
“We could make… a vagina.”
“What to do you mean make a vagina?”
“We didn’t cut the remains of your penis off. All we did was repair the damage and re-route your waterworks. Your Penis was pretty badly damaged from a function point of view but the fleshy bits are not that bad. There is plenty of bits that still have a decent blood flow that can be used to make a very passable vagina. From my POV as a surgeon, it would be that different from a run of the mill sex change operation.”
I sank back onto the bed and started to weep.
“I’d end up looking like some poor tranny then, but for real?”
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