He Wasn't Even A Boy! - Chapter 4

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"The worst mistake someone affected by GB can make is to pretend they're still a boy. Wearing pants and getting a crewcut isn't going to change what you are. Trust me on this based on all the others who've come before you. The surest path to misery is to deny what has happened. You can be into sports, be into gory computer games, or be into MTV's 'Jackass.'

Be into whatever, but do it as a girl." Todd spoke up. "But that seems so impossible! The only way to do that would be to accept being a girl in the first place. I don't know if I ever can." Ms. Barlow replied. "Let me give you some hope here. 

About 75% of the boys who go through this reach a point where they enjoy being girls as much as they enjoyed being boys. The length of time to get there varies from months or even a year, but it does happen. That doesn't mean they think they are better off as girls, but they are just as fulfilled and content with their new gender as with their old. If you offered them a chance to go back, some might take it, but not without regrets. 

Todd asked, "So it evens out?" 

 "For those 75%, yes. They do find happiness as females, although they don't see one gender or the other as better. The things they like about girlhood cancel out the things they miss about boyhood." 

"What about the rest?" 

Ms. Barlow grinned. 

"For about 20%, they end up enjoying their new sex in a big way. They love being female and would never change back. Once they get a taste of femininity, they become true girly-girls rather quickly. Weeks, or even days." 

"You're kidding!" Todd exclaimed. 

"Nope. For those 20%, the biggest question they have is, 'How did I ever put up with being a boy'?" For obvious reasons, they have the easiest adjustment". 

"You mean they wanted to be girls?" 

"Not necessarily. While some may have had a subconscious desire to be female, most were amazed at their reaction. Once they had a girl's body, they found themselves at home in a way they never expected. It's actually rather fun to watch them. 

They all say, 'Oh my god, I'm a girl... and... and I like it! " I did the arithmetic. "What about the remaining 5%?" Ms. Barlow grew serious. "Time for more honesty. 

The final category of GB transformees is thankfully the smallest. They are the ones who never fully make the mental leap from male to female. No matter how much time and effort one of these kids puts in, she'll always feel as though she's a boy trapped in a girl's body."

 "I know which category I'll be in," one of the others said bleakly. 

"Oh no," Ms. Barlow responded. "There's absolutely no predicting who will turn out as what. 

We've had macho football jocks come through here, completely distraught, and found themselves happily shopping for prom dresses a month later. And we've had young men who were effeminate or outright gay really struggle with being girls. 

There's no rhyme or reason to this, so don't lock yourself into a mindset just yet. In a class of this size, I'd wager all of you will come to be delighted or at least content with your impending femininity." There were expressions of doubt on all the faces around me. I was sure I mirrored them. 

"Okay, I know you are all skeptical, all I can say is give it a chance. You may be pleasantly surprised. In the meantime, our next speaker is Dr. Christine Turley. She'll be telling you about what's happening to your bodies." 

An older woman, maybe in her 40s, entered. She had short, dark hair and was wearing a lab coat. There seemed to be something of a stern manner about her. "I like to get right down to it," she began. 

"Each one of you is going to be a girl, complete by every biological standard. You will have wider hips, narrower waists, and smaller muscles. 

You'll grow breasts, ovaries, and a uterus. You'll develop a vagina along with a clitoris. You will have to sit to urinate. You will have a woman's menstrual cycle, i.e., periods. You all will have PMS to one degree or another. 

Your sexual arousal will be female in nature swelling of your vulva, breasts, and nipples and lubrication of your vagina. 

Your sex drive will be that of a woman, including intense female orgasms that are quite different from a man's. If a male ejaculates inside you, you can and most likely will become pregnant. If you deliver a baby, your breasts will produce milk. 

And some decades from now, you will all experience menopause."  Everyone was utterly still – the room filled with an atmosphere of silent horror.  Then she smiled, rather wryly. 

"There, that wasn't so bad, was it?"  

Several of us actually gasped. Of course, I knew in theory all that was going to happen to me, but to listen to her spell it out was unnerving. I'd have to wear tampons inside my...yuck! I could become pregnant, labor pains and all. 

Worse yet was contemplating HOW I could get pregnant. The idea of a boy using his... penis to enter my body?  

Eew!  "It's important for you not to have any illusions – none of you will retain any hint of male physiology. Each person in this class is transforming into a girl and will grow up to be a woman. Denying that is pointless. 

The sooner you accept what's happening to your bodies, the sooner you can begin to accept things mentally.  

"Now let me give you some history. Gender Biomorphism, or GB, has been around for just under three years. The first 5 cases appeared simultaneously in 5 different states. It took the CDC about 2 months to identify the phenomenon, by which time more than 150 additional boys were affected. Since the beginning, there have been over 6000 cases documented in America, along with another 500 overseas. Needless to say, the first wave of GB girls had a very traumatic time. 

Dozens of teenage boys found themselves turning into females with no warning, leaving them completely in shock. 

There were no support systems, and the media sensationalized what was happening to the poor kids. Sadly, twenty of the newly created girls committed suicide. 

But the development of GRS and a general acceptance in society of the existence of GB have eased the pressure of transition. There hasn't been a suicide in over a year.  "No one knows how GB operates, or how it proliferates. 

The CDC has done intense epidemiological studies and proven that it is not spread by direct contact GB is not contagious. There is absolutely no evidence of a bacterium or virus causing the change. 

We can only identify the presence of GB by looking for metabolites in the bloodstream – agents normally found in females."  We sat, raptly listening to Doctor Turley's briefing.  

"The current theory is that GB operates in three phases. First, as you may recall from basic biology, males have an  XY chromosome pattern. 

GB alters that to female XX in a matter of days. That's really not such a big deal in itself. In fact, if that were the extent of GB, the result would probably not even be visible." I spoke, "Why isn't the chromosome change so important? 

"Because the impact of the XX/XY is greatest on a developing fetus, influencing the hormonal balance in the amniotic sac, guiding the baby to male or female". 

By the time a child nears adulthood, the sex of the body is fixed, for the most part. However, your change from XY to XX does lay a foundation for the rest of GB, so that any future cell growth in your body is based on a female matrix. 

"Phase two of GB, for want of a better layman's term, is organ cloning. 

That is, your body draws upon existing tissues and literally incubates a female reproductive system, along with modifications to brain and endocrine structures. 

As an example, ovaries are forming in your abdominal cavities the testes provide the raw material. Similar functions occur as your penises become vaginas and clitorises while your scrotums become vulvas. 

The uterus and fallopian tubes germinate from the unused penile protoplasm," she continued. 

"However, not even that would give you a woman's body, for you would still have the skeletal structure, the height, and the appearance of males. This is where the third and least understood phase of GB comes into play. 

As the final step, GB somehow 'sculpts' your frame from the inside,e reducing your height, reshaping your bones, especially the pelvis, and feminizing your face and muscles." 

"Any theory as to how?" Todd asked. 

"Yes, nanotechnology. The first two phases of GB, the change in chromosomes and the switch of reproductive organs, do occur elsewhere in nature, particularly in some species of fish. But the effect of GB's third phase is unprecedented anywhere on the planet. 

We believe a mechanical function is at work here, surgery at the cellular level to produce the final result." 

"But that would mean GB is artificial," I said slowly. "That is the current thinking, and we have one definitive piece of evidence." We waited for her to finish. 

"Every boy affected by GB finishes the transformation with long hair, shoulder length or more." It took me a moment to figure it out. Then I said, "There's no biological reason for long hair on girls." 

"Correct. Hair length is purely a cultural phenomenon, not tied to gender in a physical way. So if GB is producing long hair, it must be by design." 

"You mean someone is doing this on purpose?" Todd said in a stunned tone. 

"That's our conclusion. There is other evidence that every boy seems to come out as an unusually attractive female version of himself. 

And the high rate of successful adjustment to girlhood (75% + 20%) implies other changes to brain chemistry. But it's the hair length that really makes the case for deliberate planning." "But isn't nanotechnology just getting started?"

 I asked. "For most researchers, yes. But someone out there appears to be 'pushing the envelope.' This is a very new conclusion and has not been much discussed publicly. 

After all, there's absolutely no proof it's like the early days of HIV, we can't take a picture of the bacteria/virus/nanobot." 

"But who? And why?" Todd inquired. 

"Believe me, that is the subject of the most covert and intense international investigation ever conducted. Scientists, doctors, universities, federal agents, detectives, law enforcement, and intelligence agencies everyone's trying to figure this out. 

One key clue was the initial appearance of GB in five different locales at once. I suspect we'll learn the existence of teams that are deliberately selecting and 'infecting' boys across the country. 

The 6000 so far may be a random sampling of the young male population to measure the success of GB." Success? Good Christ! The idea that someone may have intentionally inflicted GB upon me filled me with anger.

 My dreams, my very manhood, were being taken from me. I was about to be condemned to a lifetime of wearing panties and having periods! And all for a damned experiment? 

If I ever got my hands on those responsible, I'd... Then I looked down at my slender, nearly hairless arms. I'd what? Scratch their eyes out? Yank their hair? It's not like I could assert myself physically after all, I'd just be a girl. I had the most unusual mixture of rage and depression I'd ever felt. 

The atmosphere in the class had become decidedly frosty as we contemplated what we had just been told. My own emotions were reflected in the faces of the other 'boys.' I have to use the quotation marks because most of them were looking more feminine with each passing moment. 

It had been hard enough to accept GB as a natural, albeit freakish, occurrence. 

But to realize that this had been done to us on purpose made it even worse. I felt more helpless than ever. Dr. Turley resumed. "I sympathize with your feelings. Even though I'm not going through what you are, I'm angry too. I'm a medical professional, and the thought of those poor girls who committed suicide as a consequence of someone playing God with their bodies goes against everything I stand for. 

That's why I'm so determined to help you cope." So let's talk about what's next. 

You are all entering the final phase of GB. The foundation has been laid, your chromosomes have already changed to XX, your female sexual and reproductive organs are taking shape, and your physiques are becoming more female. 

Once a threshold has been crossed, the effects of GB accelerate greatly. You'll become very sleepy and feel a strong need to rest. During this time, the last changes occur including the full growth of your breasts and the final configuration of your vaginas and your faces will become completely feminine. While a few of you may be partially awake, most of you will be unconscious during this time. There is no pain." 

"How long does this take? "Todd asked, "About one to two hours. By the way, that has been considered as more evidence for the deliberate design of GB. There are no known biological processes that can produce so much change so quickly. There are species of fish and insects that spontaneously switch sex, but only over a much longer period of time."

 "And how long do we have left? "Another 'boy' asked, "All of you will finish changing over the next 24-72 hours. Some of you will be female by dinnertime." We were quiet as we realized there was no escaping our fate. Dr. Turley spoke again. 

"Okay. I've thrown a lot at you. Now, I'd like to introduce our next speaker. Please welcome Erin O'Donnell." 

Another woman, no, a girl, walked into the room. She was quite young, 16 or 17 at most. She had fine, dark hair that reached to the small of her back. She was wearing a casual black skirt, rather short, and a white blouse, filled out by a very respectable set of breasts. 

Her long legs were smooth and bare; socks and flats completed her clothing. Instead of standing at the lectern, she pulled a chair to the front of the class and sat down. I also noticed she was very good-looking. 

At least there was still enough male in me to appreciate a lovely girl, even if I couldn't do much with her anymore. She smiled at us winningly. 

"Hi! As Dr. Turley indicated, my name is Erin. I'm a junior at Onondaga High, about 20 minutes away. 

I know you are going through some pretty amazing changes, and I'm here to help you with that." Todd spoke, "How? "Because three months ago, I was sitting in one of your chairs." She paused for a moment while we drew the obvious conclusion. 

Todd continued, "You mean you used to be a..." "Boy," She paused for a moment while we drew the obvious conclusion. Todd continued, "Boy? Yep, my name was Eric, I played lacrosse, and I loved to watch pro wrestling." I was amazed. 

This was the first time I'd ever met anyone who'd been through GB all the way. 

She seemed so feminine, not just her very attractive body, but also her mannerisms.

 If anything, she appeared to be a bit more girly than average. In a million years, I never would have guessed she was once a boy. "Believe me, I know exactly what you are feeling. When I first learned I had GB, I was horrified. I wasn't a stud, but I was 6'2, 190, and had no interest in being female. I liked girls, of course, both as friends and romantically but I never saw myself becoming one. 

So I was convinced that GB would destroy my life. I'm here to tell you that I was wrong. There is life after GB." "What kind of life? "I asked. "A lot better than I ever imagined. The one thing that surprised me most was just how much... Fun it is to be a female. 

I'd never expected that the day-to-day routine of girlfriends, boyfriends, and simple femininity would be so fulfilling. It's different, I'll grant you that, but it's pretty special." "I take it you're one of the 20%," Todd said. "Not really—although I may be closer to the cusp than average. I don't believe that one sex or the other is innately superior. What I do believe is that being a girl is very rewarding in its own way—if you give it a chance." "Would you go back? "I asked. She stopped to consider for a moment. "Probably not. I do miss the physical prowess I had as a boy, but if I were to change back, I'd miss a lot more from the girl side of things." "But you're, what, 5'7" and 120 pounds now?" "I'll claim the height—never ask a lady her weight." 

"Sorry. It's just that you're so much smaller and weaker as a girl. Aren't you afraid of boys and what they can do to you?" 

"It's true that I'm vulnerable to boys in a way I obviously wasn't before, but I have power over boys myself." 

"How so?" I pressed. Erin didn't answer me. Instead, she just uncrossed and then re-crossed her lovely legs. She took her time doing so, and I found myself fascinated by the view up her short skirt. 

Drawing the motion out, the pretty girl briefly (no pun intended) revealed her very cute white lace panties to the class. She smiled at us, and I suddenly reddened as I realized she had flashed us on purpose—and I reddened still further as I noticed every boy in the class had stared, transfixed, while she had done so. 

"Does that answer your question?" she asked amusedly. "Yeah, I guess," I replied, somewhat embarrassed. "So now you see. A girl can instantly command the attention of just about any boy – and she can get him to do all sorts of favors. All she has to do is act a little sexy or flirty, and boys will be putty in her hands. It works even better if she's a babe, as all of you are likely to be.  "So, does that make everything even out? For me, yes. 

I know boys are much stronger than I am, but that strength is of little value to them, since society won't condone its use against me. After all, I'm a girl—and it's very wrong for a guy to hurt a girl. Truth be told, I was attacked more in the seventh grade, when I was a smaller-than-average boy. 

As a girl, particularly a cute one, you can inspire a chivalry in guys that works to your advantage," she continued. "What I can tell you is that every one of you has the potential to have a great life as a girl. The key is patience.