I felt a sudden inrush of pain, but then a sudden calmness. I felt dizzy again, yet this time I did not pass out and to my shear shock, I watched in utter horror as my chest began to expand, I wanted to close my eyes, but somehow i could not. My chest expanded but not to big, a petite pair of breasts were now before my eyes.

Only then did I pass out. It was some time later until I regained consciousness again. But this time, I was in some kind of a Hospital bed, it sure looked like one and I was no longer restrained by pink leather straps. I looked all around me, the curtains were closed all around me and the bed was pretty much like a hospital bed.

Just then, a nurse slightly drew back the curtain pushing a trolley that had two parcels at the bottom rack and on the top rack there was a bowl filled with cereal, a glass of milk and a plate of fruit. The nurse was wearing a pink uniform with a white apron, she brought the trolley along side the bed until the top rack was now over the bed, so that I could now sit up and eat.

I tried to get up, but I felt weak, the nurse helped me to sit up. The nurse took up a spoon and dug it into the cereal, she placed the spoon near to my lips, I opened my mouth. “There now eat this, it will help to regain your strength.” I began to eat up and then slowly began to remember. I pushed the bowl and the trolley away from me and I looked down upon my petite breasts.

“Oh my GOD, me iseth a GIRL!” Oh no, my voice had changed completely. “What haveth you done to me?” I cried, just like a girl. No it was, no, oh God no, it was more Sissy like than girl like. Miss Monroe smiled at me. “You are a girl now, well half a girl actually”
“What?”

Miss Monroe just smiled even more at me. “See for your self.”
I did, I pulled the covers way back now and to my complete shock and horror, my full complete boy-hood was still there staring at me, I touched my own breasts and they were real enough. “Whateth am I?” I cried, Miss Monroe sat down beside me and she said ever so softly to me.

You are a She-Male, well you are a Sissy, more than anyfing and you will be treated like one forever, also I will have you become exactly like a baby girl, as that is the one thing you like the most and so therefore you shall become exactly all that you desired to draw.”
“What?”

Suddenly Miss Monroe pulled th trolly out a bit more I had failed to notice the A4 sized Sketch Book, that had been on top of the two parcels. She placed the book before me and open it up at the page of the depicted teen-aged baby girls. These pictures are clearly your work.”
“How, how did you possibly get that?”

“Ah now, that is my little secret for now, in time perhaps I will tell you one day. Now be a good Sissy girl for me and eat up the rest of your cereal.” I was about to refuse, but the thought went quicker than I could keep it in my head. “Yeth Miss Monroe.”
“Good girl.”