This story began when they rang at my door. I had worked late in the evening, and I was hardly awoken when I opened the door. The two policemen asked me to follow them. Freely or handcuffed if did not agree with their invitation. They just let me time to get a right suit. They also wondered I had a brown jacket, and had handled it.
At the police station, I had been asked for photograph and to stand with other men as you can see it in lots of films. They also asked me to get the jacket for some more pictures. After this I met the police officer. He began by asking about my evening the day before, and he seemed worried that nobody called me that evening. Then he asked me about women and my relations with them. “Did ever used violence against a woman?”
- Or course not!
- Sarah MoonMood said that two weeks ago…
- Err, Right I have not been fair with her, but I was drunk, and…
- Does being drunk gives you right to use violence?
- No of course not, I really regret what I’ve done at that time, but Is this the reason why I’m here?
- No it’s not, do you recognize this GSM?
- It’s mine
- Sarah MoonMood had been sexually attacked yesterday evening…
- No…
- … She was reaching her door when she’ve been raped; the man was waiting for her…
- …
- … She couldn’t believe it was you, but the man looked like YOU. She called you at home, but no answer…
- …, I don’t remember, I must have not heard it…
- …Then she called your GSM, and heard it, it was on the pavement, the rapist has lost it.
- …But that’s not possible…
- …You have lost it, the people that came at her howls recognized you…
- …I was at home
- …The telephone company confirms the call, but you did not reply…
- …I DO not remember the call…
- No matter, Where were you the week before?
- I beg your pardon?
- And the week before again?
- …
- Sarah’s sure you are her attacker, the two other’s also described the same methodology…
- But…
- Were they training for the Sarah’s day?
- You’re joking?
- Did Sarah pleased to you
- Of course she does, every body knows that
- Did you say that no ways she had to go in your bed?
- Yes, but It was with friends and It didn’t mean…
- You really do not want to accept the truth?
- WHAT truth? I’m innocent.
Then I had been driven to the judge.
- Hi, Do you know the rules for sexual abuse?
- Err, no, but I’m not the one that…
- Every one that is driven here says he’s not the one.
- …
- There is a special procedure for that kind of things; the trial is in four days
- Can I have a lawyer?
- Of course, as soon as we’ve finished with you; about an hour… and you will be able to go and see any surgeon any lawyer you want…
- Surgeon?
- Your are supposed dangerous, so the normal way is jail up to the trial, but I do not like this way, do you ?
- I do not either…
- The other solution is a chastity belt you will have to wear from now up to and during the trial
- Err … what? A chastity belt…
- That’s right, so that you won’t be able to sexually attack women, you won’t be able to have sex, but you’ll be free, free to run at your lawyer by example.
- No sex for 4 days? I think it’s better than jail, and so I would be able to get ready for the trial.
So I had been driven to the belting centre. In fact it was only a small room in a medical and justice institute. I had been told to remove my trousers and pant, the handcuff on. A young woman with a white blouse entered and asked me to lay on what I had supposed to be a gynecological chair. She was pretty, and I cannot prevent an erection. Her reaction had been the coldest you can imagine.
- “I know you need to attack women to release your sexual impulse, do not think of that here.
She quickly straped my arms to the chair’s arms, and my legs to the leg support of the chair. I think I had preferred a man, but I’m not sure. My situation was… embarrassing, and I couldn’t control my erection. She passed her head between my legs looking to my crotch.
- I’m sorry, I cannot control this
- That’s why you’re here, not true.
- Err Not exactly, In fact
- STOP, and listen how this will be under control…
- Err…
- The LB001 for sexual imposter, I’ll put it on you. If the trial is delayed you’ll have to come here every two week for us to change it.
- Why every two weeks?
- For us to clean yourself and to check the knife release mechanism
- KNIFE?
- If you try to remove the belt yourself, or if you try to leave to avoid the trial, a blade will cut off all your genitals
- Err? Never had an accident with that?
- Never since you’ll be the first one for this program. If it works normally the blade must be hot white so no risks of infection of too much blood loss.
- How the blade “knows” that I’ve left?
- The knife is released every two weeks, she said smiling.
- Ah!!! And for the toilets
- You’ll have to sit, like women, but it is something you better have to be used to. There is no rear protection, If you have gays friend…
- No thanks, that’s all.
She placed the upper part of the belt around my belly an as I was still erected she took my penis and began stroking it slowly…
- Do you want a last orgasm?
- Eh? It is very embarrassing…
- I hope you won’t regret, she said as she put an ice bag on my wee-wee to make it shrink.
She drove it inside the shield part, and closed the belt with a lock that was at the bottom of the belt between my legs. The click from the lock had a special sound for me. I get my clothes again. The belt was not visible once my trousers on.
It was less than one hour since I’ve met the judge, and I was running to my lawyer, a little afraid about a failure in the belt mechanism…
- It is a good thing you came to me
- What can we do?
- First of all you must go to a surgeon; I have some piece of advice for you…
- Surgeon, but what for…
- For your castration, No way, you will be found guilty. The only thing you can do is to choose the surgeon that will process the castration, or let the belt make its work.
- But the trial…
- I’ve read all you bring to me. You cannot win, in 4 days you won’t be a man any longer.
- But you are one of the best lawyer of the town, aren’t you ?
- Yes, I am, So trust me when I say your trial is already lost. About that, couldn’t you choose another lawyer?
- Cannot we see with Sarah?
- I think Sarah wants you castrated, but no matter what she wants, now it is a state affair, so no way…
- Do you have advice?
- Recognize you’ve been caught. Do not take any lawyer for the trial. A go to this surgeon. He gets the agreement, but his specialty is transsexuals; see what he can do for you…
I spent the afternoon complaining, I surfed on the Internet to find information about chastity belts, castration and transsexuals, I was scared… If I could I would have masturbated, but I quickly found it impossible, and I try not to push on the belt too much to avoid the blade…
I found some thing on milking men in chastity belt, but I only succeed in making me hornier than I already was. I understood what the girl from the belting centre means by last orgasm.
I hardly slept that night; I passed hours looking at the belt in a mirror.
The second day I had a chance meeting the surgeon. In fact I would have waited for months if it was not a legal affair.
-Here is your choice: The belt is the worst, the blade cut through the genitals and do not remove all but make all non-usable, urethra included. You’ll have to see a surgeon anyways, but very little can be made after that.
The second choice is me to make the equivalent, you become a nullo also but you get a true pee hole between yours legs instead of at the front, it is easier to use. There is still problems controlling your urethra.
The third choice is to build you a woman appearance; the pee-hole will be in some vagina like lips. That is what most transsexuals want. If you want a vagina it is possible so that you will be able to be fucked, but pleasure less for you.
And finally the big show the same but we try to connect the nerves so perhaps after some time you’ll be able to learn to get pleasure as a woman. Of course the price is higher…
-I’m not sure I am ready being a woman, but …
-You are afraid being not a man neither a woman? The transformation can be slow. You’ll have testosterone in your veins some time after the trial, an even if I build a woman sex for you; you can take substitution hormones to keep your man appearance, or at the opposite take woman hormone to take the opposite sex appearance.
-What…err, you will remove…
-The law says shaft and balls…
-full…
-…Castration…
-Do you have a piece of advice for me?
-In my opinion it only depends on the money you have… Even if you do not fell to be a woman or to make love with a man, being a woman allow you to masturbate… The other choices kill this for ever.
-Err?
-Let me show you some work on your pictures, and see what you’ll look like as a woman…
His arguments and his work convinced me that I could be a nice girl, but inside me I fell a man, and I have not enough money for the nerve operation, so I do not see any interest in paying just to gets vaginal lips, so I was accepting the pee-hole between my legs…
That night I was trying the milking again, when I realized that I was trying to get pleasure from vegetables like women in some porn’s. Then the solution appears to me.
I tried the Banks but none of them could give me the money for the operation, there were two days left only. I called the surgeon, and he explained to me that the operation must be paid before the trial, because it was not a right to get the operation instead of the pain, but a tolerance only.
So I finally resume to go to some special money rent office, that laugh at me saying that as a woman I would have new ways of earning money. That was also what I was thinking about also, but not happily.
When the trial day came, the operation was paid at 25% interests and I had no lawyer…
In the room, I could recognize Sarah, but also the girl from the belting centre. It was crowded. The trial went on for two hours, each of the victims said they recognized me but they have not seen my face, only my jacket. But the phone was merciless, and so I get the pain as my lawyer had said. Immediately I was driven to the surgeon clinic in police car with the belting centre girl next to me.
- Tomorrow you’ll be a woman.
- Someone between a man and a woman.
- The surgeon you choose is known as the best, I do not think the pain was created in this purpose.
- Which purpose ?
- You’ll keep your sexual activity as a woman; the pain was created for man like you to be denied any sexual activity.
- Errr, I don’t know… …but why denying any sexual activity?
- That what the man who raped me tried for me…, as she said that, she show me her hairless pussy,
- Looks at my lips, your surgeon succeeded in sewing them back, but imagine the suffering I’ve passed through…
I was afraid she would take a revenge in releasing the blade, But she did not. At the clinic she explained that she has been designed to follow the operation, and confirm the castration. Once I’ve been strapped to the bed, she removed the belt. As I erected again for the fist time since she put the belt, she look at me
-Again, so look here, see the blade, it was not a joke.”
In fact this made me harder than ever, in the belt the blade was under the scrotum. She looked at my penis and took it again in her hand. Then she moved her hand down to my balls and then to my ass.
-You want sex a last time?
-Errr, I am in position, I cannot… I am really sorry to what has been made to you, no matter what you think I never forced a woman, and I would understand that you hate men.
-You do not answer my question… Her hands were moving up and down from my shaft to my ass so I was near to mad, of course I wanted her to go further, but I suspected something.
-In my position I have nothing to want, or not to want, It is you to decide.
I see her eye clear, I fell one of her finger in my ass, but before I can say anything I fell an orgasm coming from my ass…
-Nice answer. It is your last orgasm as a man and your first as a woman she said some sperm on her face.
I quickly fall asleep.
When I woke up, she was near me.
-Here are your balls, and here a piece from your penis
-A piece?
-Yes they needed some of it to build vagina, clitoris and lips
-Err
-I was there, I hope one day you will come and pay your due to me… And she left before I really understand what my due was.
The next days were not easy. Urinating was hurting, but at least I was used to sit since it was the same with the belt. Two month later, my pussy nearly like the belting centre girl one, but nothing appends when I tried to put my hand on it. I have to recognize that this situation was easier that wearing the belt, my sexual impulse was lower. I was scared that the operation didn’t succeed, and the man who led the money began to phone me to know when I would be able to give him the money back…
So I decided to go to the medical and legal institute, to met the girl.
- Hi, How do you do ? She said smiling.
- Err…
- Oh!!! Please could you strip, so that I can see how you look like she said as she locked the small room door.
- The situation was more embarrassing that I imagined, but I striped as she was behind my back, then I turn round, and discovered she was naked in the chair…
- Wonderful, You really look like a man but without… with a woman pussy… I am so sorry but since the first time I see you I known I’ll like that, excuse me…
I began to understand what was my due to her, so I began to put my hand on her leg going down to her thigh.
- How many time did it took … I mean for your pussy…
- Yours doesn’t … work?
- Err, I just tried once or twice to rub my clitoris, but…
- Nothing? Ah Ah Ah!!! That’s wonderful, excuse me, but knowing you cannot have sexual satisfaction make me cum… …oh! Please lick me, that’s so good, I’m really sorry, but that’s so good for me…
The situation was not as bad as if I had the belt on. I would have an erection the belt would have prevented hurting me. Of course It was not easy…
When she relaxed, she said she was sorry, but since her rape she had not had a so powerful orgasm. She was really sorry for me, and said that she began the get sensation from her sewed lips and clitoris about 6 months after the operation, but before that she could get lower sensations from her nipples.
- Do you take any hormones
- I took testosterone since the operation, but each day less…
- Why not trying women hormones?
- The surgeon suggest that I switch when I am ready to become a woman.
- Do you have sexual impulse?
- Less and less
- OK I take note of it, come to me in one month, please, and I’ll take care of being more … professional.
- Err, Why do you take notes of that?
- In fact I am also in charge of following your return to normal live, she said becoming red.
- You said I was the first one
- Two others have been done, yet, but the second one has been castrated by the belt as he tried to remove it on its own, and the third one get the simplest operation.
- Did you … play the same game as you’ve done to me…?
- Err, not because they are really violent, you seem to accept your fate, they don’t.
- But you still think I’m guilty
- I thought, but know I have some doubts, but it is evidence, isn’t it?
- …
- You know, I think I like you, I really want you to find a way with your pussy, even if my fantasy is…
- To castrate as you’ve been castrated…
- Yes I think so… Can I try something on you?
I laid down my belly while her hand were on my ass, so I felt one finger introducing itself, but before I can say anything I felt warmth building up in my crotch, but not as power full as it has been the operation day.
- I had a boyfriend who liked that, did she said smiling and washing her hands. It was not bad but I felt humiliated once more.
The next days I tried to rub or pinch my male nipples, and finally I went back to the surgeon for women hormones, and the next month, I had got a teenager breast, lost lots of hair on my belly, and I must say that my nipples were beginning to reply to rubbing…
- You have changed, do you need to shave any more…
- I’ve not for two weeks, but there is a little hair onto my pussy and legs
- Like women have… Do … Do you want to strip, please, I promise to be … professional…
Then I strip down once more
- You have a little breast, you began to look like a women, you have to change your suits I suggest
- Err, skirts panties an nylons you mean ?
- Yes, at least panties instead of your man pants, really, and for your leg… try… to be more feminine
- You think it is easy?
- No I don’t, but do not try to be both man and woman. You have chosen breast, so go further…
- Are you always exited by castrated men ?
- Excuse me? but I must say that seeing you last month was very exiting for me
- It’s no longer?
- You’re now too much feminine, I’m not lesbian, sorry
- And the other ones
- One has hanged himself, and the other had attacked women and tortured them, so he’s in jail.
- Err…
- The program is temporary stopped.
- Can I ask you something?
- I cannot say no, I think, but is depends on what you want.
- Can you help me for buying clothes
- Of course, but first come home for waxing…
Once at her house, we stripped together and she teached me how girls remove hair on their legs, girl to girl.
I was a little aroused to see her naked, but I thought she wasn’t able to see it as I no longer have a shaft. But she noticed my nipple, and I see her face changing
- I’m sorry, this is embarrassing, I didn’t want to torture yourself by being naked with you?
And we finally go shopping, and to restaurant. It was late when she drove me home and she insisted that I had to be wearing woman clothes, and shoes. In fact I needed those, to begin to work in streets at night to give the operation money back…
As I was opening my house door I felt caught by behind
- You better suck well, bitch!
I cannot understand what happed next, but I found myself turned with a bad smelling dick in front of my mouth and a knife blade near my eyes. As I hesitated my head had been beaten and I opened my mouth when I heard
- Hands up rapist…
The girl was there, behind the man in a brown jacket, just like the one I had…
Everything becomes clearer for everybody. Pictures of women were found at his home, including Sarah, and lots of GSM he had stolen. I had been founded innocent so justice gave me the money for the operation and more for the error they had made. Of course the castration cannot be changed, so I was trying to become a woman, when Sarah knocked at my door.
- I’m so sorry, It's all my fault…
- No you really thought it was me…
- Yes I did, but it was false, I felt so guilty, I have been happy when you get castration, I though that would end you turning around me…
- It worked, didn’t it?
- Of course, but now, I felt guilty…
- Sarah, that kind of things can happen; I just have to learn to live as a woman…
- Can I help you?
She was crying and I took her between my arms I felt her hands on my breast
- Is that real?
- Err? yes
- Can I.. Can I see them
She began stripping me and I felt her hands on my body, on my breast rubbing my nipples… And then I felt strange as if I was erected… As I tried to touch her breast I was felling harder and harder, but I was unable to touch the fabric of my pants, of my panties with my dick. Suddenly her hand swept down to my crotch
- But!... You’ve got a clitoris! The bigger I’ve ever seen…
I hardly can remember what happened next, but her hands made my pussy work little by little, I tried to give this her back.
The day after we woke up one next to the other, both naked and I felt how marvelous it can be to be a girl.
The girl from the centre was happy to know, that I’ve found a place as a woman. The rapist castration program has been changed, and rapists now have choice between jail and the full castration.
Sarah moved to live with me. Once we tried with a man, but neither her or I found fun with him. So we lived as lesbian girls.
Two or three years later, we get invited in a lesbian party, And lots of girls were interested in my artificial pussy, so I spent the full party with people taking care of me, so near the end of the party the organizing girl decided I deserve a penality… …The penality was to walk through the city wearing whore clothes and trying to speak to each men I would see, of course if I found one to fuck me at the party the penality will end, otherwise, I would have to wait an hour like that.
I think about how I would have paid my operation if I had not been recognized innocent… So I accepted. Sarah was so exited, that she decided that she would do it with me…
The night was cold and I was happy I had not to do that every night to pay my operation, but we quickly found a man that came to us…
- Hello, How many…
- Eh! It depends on what you want, one or both? Both are cheaper you imagine said Sarah.
- And if you accept an experiment it can be cheaper for you I added.
The man was… a policeman, and we get driven to the police station. In less than an hour we passed the judge and where driven to the belting centre.
I found the girl again…
- Three years of chastity for prostitution?
- It was only a joke!
- I’m afraid not… here are the belts…
- I did not know that prostitutes were belted?
- It is a new program; you are the first ones… The belt prevents vagina penetration, anal penetration but also lips or clitoris stimulation…
Once belted, the girl smiles at me, and then lifted her blouse, and show us her belt: “I also get six years for what I’ve done the day you came back; I’ve still three years to go through…”
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