Becoming Ben's (part 5)
When a gender dysphoric man tries his best to be a man, including military service, perhaps it is time to be the girl he was meant to be. I hope you enjoy this work of fiction!
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I douched, and then showered. Jessica told me to remain in the shower and she applied shaving cream to my entire body and shaved me, except for a small patch above my clitty. From now on I would call it my clitty, because that was much more suitable, given it's purpose.
After rinsing off Jessica had me kneel on all fours and spread my cheeks. She applied some shaving cream and shaved the hair from my crack. "You don't have much hair there, but men really like a girl to be completely smooth there." she said.
"Eventually you will have laser hair removal, but until then you will have to shave from time to time. You will be appointed a 'big sister' who will help coach you and help with shaving if needed."
Jessica opened a case and selected several pairs of panties in my size. She said I could have any that I wanted – it would all be put on my bill. Bill? I hadn't thought of that! Of course this wasn't free and someone would have to pay. I'll have to find a way to earn some money to cover this. I expected that it would be very expensive, since this was obviously a very specialized service.
"I'm not sure I can pay for all of this," I confessed.
Jessica smiled and said, "don't worry, it heavily subsidized to keep the cost down, and Ben assured me that it would all be taken care of."
I breathed a sigh of relief but soon found that I had more and more questions, and wasn't sure if it was even ok to ask.
"I'm confused," I said, "may I ask you a couple of questions?"
"Sure," said Jessica, "I'm here to help you in your transition."
"You said you work with other girls – may I ask, how many?" I inquired.
"I've lost count by now," she said, "perhaps a hundred or so."
"I had no idea that there were so many who wanted to transition," I said.
"It isn't well publicized," Jessica explained, "and our highly judgmental society is not very supportive."
I sure knew that all too well – I had to keep my fem feelings really hidden, especially in the Army.
"One other thing," I asked, "you mentioned that the cost was subsidized – by who?"
"By the Tranquility town government," Jessica explained.
"Why would they subsidize a gender transition?" I asked, "I would have expected that they would try to put me in jail if they knew."
"Did Ben not tell you about our community?" Jessica asked.
"He just said that it was a small community of a couple thousand people," I replied, "but that's about all.
"Did you notice anything different about the people?" Jessica asked.
"Now that you mention it, I noticed that all the men I saw were black and all the women white. That was not very common, but I knew that black men often did like white women."
"That's part of it," Jessica said, "but the women are all like you."
For a moment I was silent in disbelief, but had to be sure I heard correctly. I asked, "You mean none of the women here are genetic females?" Jessica nodded. "Even you?"
Jessica raised her skirt before me. She wore a pretty garter belt with held up her stockings, but no panties. She had a clitty much like mine, but smaller and soft. Above her clitty was a tatoo of a pretty rose.
"Go ahead and touch it if you like," Jessica said, "I want you to know that I'm very real."
I touched her clitty, taking it in my hand and ran my hands over the soft skin around it. Jessica had no balls, which looked very nice on her, and seemed to focus attention on her clitty. "I see you went for Option 3," I said.
"Yes," agreed Jessica, "most girls do, though many start with Option 2 and later have the orchiectomy."
"An orchi-what?", I asked.
"Orchiectomy – it is the surgical removal of the testicles, usually in the context of a gender transition." Jessica explained.
"I thought that was called castration," I said.
"That is technically correct," continued Jessica, "but we don't like using that word – it's kind of crude and usually reserved to violent removal, as in torture or punishment. We often just say 'orchi' for short."
"So if I got an orchi or went for GRS, it would all be subsidized?" I asked.
"Yes, and the type of orchi you get would depend on if you planned on GRS or not." she said.
"How so?" I asked.
"If you plan to have GRS, the testicles are removed and the sack remains. The sack is used for creating the new vagina – in a procedure known as vaginoplasty. If you are absolutely sure you will not be having GRS then the sack can be removed as well, giving a neater, cleaner appearance, which most people like."
"Where is all this done?" I asked.
"The orchi's are all done in a local clinic – they are a rather minor procedure," she explained, "we don't have many GRS procedures, and usually send the girls out of state for that."
"This is all very amazing," I said, "how did all this come about?"
"I'm sure you know that black people have been oppressed, and they like to stick together. Within the black community there are men who prefer girls like you, but they have had to keep their feelings hidden – often having secret girlfriends."
"Nearly 75 years ago a small group of black men with shared beliefs settled here with their wives – all girls like you, said Jessica, "We have grown as more and more like-minded people move here."
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