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Well it had happened to me. I had come to Iraq after the American led “liberation” to work as a paramedic. I thought I was doing very well. I got on with my co-workers. I was well paid. I was even learning and understanding the language. Now here I was sitting in this barred cage with 2 of my co-workers. We had been taken whilst answering a call to take a woman in labour to hospital. I thought I knew what was coming. How wrong my assumption proved to be.

Masked men had stopped our ambulance and we were forced out at gunpoint into a van with blacked out windows. We were made to lie down on the floor and sacks were put over our heads. I thought they were going to shoot us there. Instead we were brought here to this god-forsaken place and put in our cage. My fellow co-workers were our driver and interpreter Jamir 35; John 34 like, me from, England and myself Ken 43. I had come to Iraq to get away from it all after my marriage had fallen apart. I had left my ex wife and 3 children back home. Our cage itself was about 10 foot square with a hole in the floor with a bucket underneath which sufficed as a toilet. After 2 days we were all beginning to smell a bit.

The only unusual thing about it all was our captor only sent in women to feed and water us. We didn’t catch sight of the men. We heard them talking outside the room where our cage was. Then on this third day an even stranger thing happened. We were taken out of the cage individually the sack was placed over the head. Then we were taken outside and into another room. This was much cleaner than the one our cage was in. Once there a woman spoke in perfect English. She was an outstandingly beautiful woman at that. She stood about 5’7” tall and appeared to be in her early to mid thirties.“ My name is Rianna. I am a qualified doctor. Please get undressed and shower.” She was in her early thirties and was obviously educated. Dressed in a white coat she was in stark contrast to the 2 men who accompanied her. When a gun is pointed at your head you don’t argue. I did as told. It was almost pleasant to have a shower and wash all the filth off me. Once I had dried she continued. “Come out as you are. I have seen men naked before, believe it or not.” The 2 men stood and stared at me. And of course continued to point their guns at me. She then gave me a full examination. No part of my body was missed. She then took a blood sample. “You are a very good subject .You should transform very well. When we have finished you will be taken to a more appropriate location.” What do you mean? What are you talking about. For heaven’s sake can you tell me what the hell’s going on here?” Came my reply. “All will be revealed in good time. The only thing I can tell you at the moment is it will soon be over. You are very lucky we captured you and not the insurgents. They would have just killed you .Now you are in for a very interesting experience. For reasons to be explained later. We will now give you a colonic irrigation.” It wasn’t my favourite experience. However it wasn’t as bad as I had believed. A tube was shoved up my rectum and I was flushed out. I was then cleaned up. She then gave me a gown to wear and I was escorted to another cell. This was a lot more comfortable than our previous cage. There were 2 beds there. A small bathroom was also attached with a modern toilet and shower and wash basin. There were two single beds in the main room along with bedding and a light duvet upon each bed. As I was showering I heard John calling out my name from the bedroom.

I shouted from the shower to let him know where I was. “Where’s Jamir?” I asked. “ They’ve taken him. They told me he’d be ready in about a half-hour. Then they’d come for us and tell us our fate. That’s what the doctor said, if she is one. ” John showered whilst I searched for more suitable clothes. The only clothes I could find consisted of more robes like the one both John and I had been given. There was underwear in the small chest of drawers but it was all women’s. There were a few bras in there as well. I was baffled by this latest discovery. Sure enough as John was drying himself our captors came for us. We were both beckoned to follow the guards. We were in some sort of complex. Later we would find out this was all-underground. They took us down a long corridor, that is the doctor in front with 2-armed guards. Two more armed guards followed. They were not taking any chances with us. The room we entered was like a large laboratory or operating room. There in the room was Jamir in what could only be described as a large inverted test tube. Another man obviously European was in a similar tube next to him. They were both naked. We were beckoned to sit on chairs near the tubes.

Rianna then spoke to us. “As you can see your friend and Peter here are both catheterised. The process lasts only about a half-hour but during that time things can become a bit messy. That was the reason we had to cleanse you all before. These devices, we believe, are not of this earth or if they are come from a far more technologically advanced society than ours.. They were found here some time ago and all of what you see has been built around them. It was purely by accident that we found out the truth about the tubes. I was with the original team that found them. I was it’s first victim. One day, about 15 years ago I was treating somebody on this spot when they found these devices. Then they stood on the desert floor. Anyway it fascinated me and the commander of the mission wanted insight into what they were. In hindsight it wasn’t a foolish thing to do. I volunteered to look inside the tube. It was lifted from its base and lowered onto me. It was then that the change took place. Within 30 minutes I had been transformed from a 45-year-old man to the woman I am now. Since then we have learned how to control the devices. So we can turn them on and off as we please.” We both looked at her with scepticism and a look of incredulity on our faces. “ I can see you don’t believe me so here is the proof.” At her signal someone behind us did something and the tubes began to glow a bright blue colour. Jamir and Peter began to change, ever so slowly before our eyes. Their features first became softer. The angular appearance of their faces became more rounded as the device began to work it’s magic. Then their hips widened and their body’s hair seemed to disappear. All the time the colour emanating from the device began to subtly change. It was now turning a more purple hue. All the while changes to the 2 men’s bodies were taking place. Tell tale signs of little breasts now began to develop at the same time their genitalia appeared to shrivel and be drawn into their bodies. All the time their breasts were becoming larger. Soon the process was over. The colour, emanating from the tubes, now was almost pink. And what stood before us in the tubes were 2 beautiful women where once the 2 men had been. “Don’t worry. You will still retain the memory and knowledge you had before. It only transforms physically. It may take a little longer to adjust to the psychological transformation. We haven’t come across anyone who didn’t enjoy their new self better.” A not unpleasant smile spread across her face. All the time she was telling us this the tubes were being lifted from the 2 women. Before we knew what was happening a needle had punctured both of our left arms. We hadn’t seen the orderlies creeping up on us. “Don’t worry its only a relaxant to help you cope with the change.” We both put up a struggle but after a few minutes found it impossible to resist any further.
Now it was our turn. We were both helped to our respective tubes and placed inside them. I now saw that there were clamps for a human body inside each tube. These were almost transparent .To the touch however they felt like padded armrests. These were attached to a bar that inserted into the mechanism on the floor. These held me in place. Rianna then started to insert my catheter. “Why are you doing this? What’s the point of it all?” “We do it for 2 reasons. One is research. The other reason is because there is a high demand for transformed girls. It’s a very lucrative business.” Then the tube was lowered over me. I thought it couldn’t be happening. It’s not possible to change a man into a woman. I knew a little bit about it because a friend’s brother back in England had undergone gender reassignment. In his case it had taken a number of years and great anguish on his and his families part. Whilst I was musing on this the sound began .It was a low hum at first. Then I felt myself begin to vibrate from within. Then the blue light started. I then began to feel strange. It was like an army of insects was crawling inside me. The first physical change I was aware of was my skin tingling and starting to feel incredibly sensitive and silky. Then I felt I was becoming weaker. My muscles relaxed and I saw the bottle below, me begin to fill with liquid drained from my bladder. Then it started in earnest. It happened so fast that I nearly lost consciousness. My chest began to heave and I saw little buds starting to develop from my nipples. They soon became fleshy mounds. At the same time my penis and scrotum along with my testes withdrew into my body. During this time the low hum had become louder and the light also changed colour. Then I felt more changes from within me. Presumably this was my new organs rearranging into a more functional arrangement. Then there I was blinking at John in the next tube to me .God, he, she, was beautiful. Where my friend had been stood the most amazingly lovely woman I had ever seen. The only clue that this divine creature had once been my friend was her hairstyle. It was the same as before. Even so she was stunning. Then the tube was lifted from both of us. “What have you done to us?” I squeaked. My new voice was obviously that of a woman. John expressed similar sentiments. John and I were then taken to an adjoining room where Rianna and a male doctor gave us a quick examination. Then we both underwent an MRI scan in an adjacent room. No expense was spared. I knew how expensive these things were.

I caught a quick glance of myself in a mirror in the first room. Take a good look at what you’ve become. I could hardly believe my eyes. Before me stood another beautiful creature. He short hair only accentuated her loveliness. Her face was very much like my own. The face was still my own but somehow it had been smoothed out. Gone were the angular features of my male face. A pear shaped face without any blemishes replaced this. I was a schoolboy’s fantasy. She moved as I moved. It was almost like an out of body experience. I realised she was me. I only realised how different my new body was. There was no swaying appendage between my thighs only a sleek hairless slit where my manhood has once been. “It’s ok to feel you know”, came Rianna’s voice. I couldn’t resist. Above my now moist little cleft there was a very sensitive little nub. This I realised was my clitoris. And boy was it sensitive. “Yes it’s a most pleasant sensation isn’t it.” Then there were my breasts the nipples of, which felt almost as sensitive as my new clitty. Then we were told to put on our robes after all of this. We were then given some light slippers to put on our feet.

We were both then taken into yet another room, which was less formal than a regular doctor\'s surgery. We were beckoned to sit on a 2 seat sofa whilst Rianna and the other doctor sat opposite us on another one. Between us stood a low coffee table. All that was now needed I thought was some tea. Right on command it was brought in by another orderly. This time she was a woman and obviously pregnant. “It’s a normal reaction for your blood sugar levels to be down a little so some sweet tea will help.” Said the other doctor. “ My name’s Saheed by the way. Yes this is the debriefing you’ve expected. And yes there are no guards now. After all where would you go and who would believe your story. It’s s’ preposterous no one will believe it .Of course it is all-true. For all purposes you are now both 2 healthy young women aged about 27 to 30 years of age. Rianna here was the first to be transformed by this machine. . You will be by no means the last. There are others out there that we are aware of. ” Then Rianna continued, “You are both completely female .Yes you are now both capable of conceiving a baby and becoming pregnant. I didn’t believe it at first. But now I am the mother of 5 healthy children aged 13 to 2 years of age. What happens now is in part due to you both. First you will be sent to an acclimatisation camp. It’s as the word implies an area where you’ll have chance to become accustomed to your new bodies. You’ll be there about a month then we’ll send you to your next port of call .We had planned to send you from there into a lesser-known region of Pakistan. It’s quite a large country you know. A number of wealthier families have contributed to our little scheme for a while. They prefer to have boys you know .The only drawback is that in some of these remote parts there is now an imbalance between the sexes. That’s where ones like you come in. You will have a choice in the matter. You also have the choice of whether you convert to their religion or not. However in the course of time it is hope d to marry you off to one of the local boys. They are aged late teens to early twenties. Maybe you will be allowed to return to England. It is a desire of many of them to go there as well. No harm will come to you. To our sponsors and us you are a valuable asset. There are some things you should be aware of you are now both highly fertile women. In all our years of dealing with these devices there has never been any problem with girls, such as yourselves, from conceiving. You should be aware that where you are going birth control is rarely practised. And boys are encouraged, by their parents, to court girls. Girls such as yourselves are particularly prized.”

She then went on to tell us a host of things regarding our new bodies. It seemed that our teeth would become stronger and harder. That during the next few weeks any fillings amalgam or otherwise would fall out. Pulp would regenerate and enamel of teeth would reform. Crowns would also fall out as the same process occurred. New teeth would fill in spaces where teeth had once been. Adjacent teeth moving slightly to accommodate would make space. We would have periods. They would start in about 3 weeks time and be fairly regular. “They usually vary from 27 to 31 days. We’ve programmed yours to be about every 28 to 30 days. That’s one of the few things we have control over during the whole procedure. You will only usually bleed for about 2 to 3 days. This is in contrast to the normal rate of about 4 days. Now you may feel a little bit weak at first. That’s due to the fact that you’ve lost some muscle mass. However girls like you soon get used to it. During the next few weeks there will also be a bit more remodelling of your bodies particularly of your hips. They become even wider for obvious biological reasons. From a more practical point of view don’t think about trying to escape. Where would you go. And beside we are out in the desert and a long way from civilisation as you know. You won’t be allowed out for the moment during daylight. But you may go out to get some air at night. You will be supervised at all times when you do go out. You will be moved shortly probably within the next few days. Booklets explaining all of this is n your room. There is also a recreation area and a dinning room. Again details have been left. You will be allowed limited access to other parts of this camp .One final thing. We know for a fact that your life expectancy is greatly increased by the process. I am living proof of that. I now don’t look much different from the way I was over 10 years ago. How long you will actually live we can’t really say. Legends abound in this part of the world about the transformation process. That’s the way it was until we found the proof. They say that transformed ones, as they are called, are almost immortal. We can neither confirm nor deny that .The fact is that you have embarked on a new journey in your life and that your life span will be greatly increased. You are now highly resistant against many conditions and have increased capability to fight off infection. We have also found that transformed ones have a higher than normal sex drive. Whether any more of these devices are out there we can only speculate. Have you any questions? ” “Yes.” came John’s reply. “ When can we go home?” “When you are both pregnant. And only then with your new husbands.” Came her answer. Any problems you can see me or Saheed here. We’re both available and accessible at any reasonable time.

So we went to find our room. I have to admit it wasn’t an unpleasant experience walking back to our flat. John and I instinctively walked now with out swinging our legs, as men do. I was obviously aware there was nothing swinging between my thighs. Also I was getting used to the way my new breasts were swinging. My nipples were erect and my new clitty began to tingle. I wondered whether it would always be like this. I was now feeling tired and intended to have a sleep but first I wanted to find Jamir to see if -he – she was alright. We needn’t have worried and we didn’t need to look very far for Jamir and the other one who we had known as Peter were in a room at the end of our corridor.

We all stayed there for a further 3 days. During that time we underwent numerous tests. I didn’t even mind having my feet up in the stirrups. It only intensified my curiosity about my new body. I also found this experience sexually stimulating. I found my new body was increasingly giving me some of the most pleasurable sensations I could ever have imagined. I , like found that wearing a bra was far more comfortable than going without . I loved the sensation as my new breasts swayed. My clitty was also giving me some intense pleasure even through normal everyday activities. It took a little while to having to sit down to pee but all of us new girls soon adapted and got used to it. It wasn’t long before I was exploring my body. I couldn’t believe how soft my skin was. My bottom felt particularly large and soft. I was grateful for the company of my other companions. It helped make the transition easier. They allowed us out in the evening all 4 of us together. They of course sent guards with us. In any case it was pitch black outside. The only thing that gave it away was a dim red light near the entrance of the bunker. We were deep underground and the only way we could reach the surface was via a lift. I had never seen the night sky so bright. Overhead the stars in Cygnus shone so brightly. The constellation itself was almost drowned out by the Milky Way, which passes right through it. I had only ever seen the night sky anywhere near approaching the spectacle that I beheld that night and that was near Castle Douglas in southern Scotland, and even there the glare of the street lights from Dumfries were visible. Even so it was much more intense here. For one thing we must have been more than a hundred miles from any habitation.

On the third day we were given 2 hours notice that all 4 of us were to be moved to a more secure location. All dressed in traditional clothes a cursory glance wouldn’t have revealed anything out of the ordinary. We were ushered outside to be greeted by men in uniform and taken to a nearby helicopter .It was quite large and sported military insignia. Once inside we were told to sit in the rear. Rianna was coming with us and would act as our guide and interpreter. This was a separate section with it’s own onboard bathroom. It was only small but it sufficed. There were six of us in this section. A guard made up the number. “For most of the journey you may look out but for the last thirty minutes the curtains will be drawn for security reasons.” She told us. “It’s a more appropriate place where you are going .You will have your first periods there. You will be taught how to behave and react when you reach your final destination. There is a great interest in all of you. A number of young men are vying for your attention. They all come from wealthy backgrounds.”

For 3 hours we flew in an easterly direction. Then Rianna told us she would have to draw curtains. We continued flying in the same direction for a further 30 to 40 minutes. Then we felt the helicopter circling and preparing to land. Shortly after the helicopter landed. There was a reception committee waiting for us. Our meagre belongings were carried off for us. We appeared to be on the outskirts of a small village. I was surprised to see a number of the women were white. There were no white men though. Some of the women were in varying stages of pregnancy as well. We were led to what I thought was a house. This turned out to be yet another entrance to an underground bunker. From the outside all appeared normal. Then a card was swiped by one of our guards and the whole floor opened up and a long wide passage opened up before us. We followed Rianna down the passage. We were shown our quarters. This time we all had separate rooms. All the beds were large and spacious.

“ They are, how do you say double beds. You will feel more comfortable in them. We’ll let you settle in then you can go on a tour of the place. Not many places here are out of bounds to you.” The first thing I did was to have a long leisurely soak in the bath. This was the first time I had really started to explore my lower regions. My clitty was becoming more sensitive with each passing day. I had to bring myself off. It was just too much of a pleasurable experience too miss. I decided to dry myself and see what clothes had been provided. I wasn’t disappointed. The underwear drawer was well stocked with bras panties, of all types, stockings and tights. There were slips and underskirts of all colours. The wardrobe was full of luxuriant clothes mostly consisting of the traditional dress of top and trousers. They were so silky and sheer. Also provided for us were perfumes and make up- though I for one wasn’t sure how to use it. On a more practical side women’s sanitary products were discreetly placed in a separate set of drawers.

There was a knock on the door and John entered. I was naked but didn’t feel embarrassed in front of her. I put on a pair of stockings and bra and panties. On top I put on a light blue suit. She was dressed in a pink one. “We’re going to have a quick tour of the village and camp. Rianna has asked me to get you.” I followed her. “John.” I asked, “ have you decided what you want to be called? It’s seems a bit silly calling you by that name now. I’ve given it some thought over the past couple of days and thought a more suitable name for me would be Karen. I don’t think Ken suits me anymore. What do you think? ” We both burst out laughing. It was the first time in days we had. Under normal circumstances we had competed who could tell the daftest joke. John confided in me she that would prefer to be Called June. A guard lead us to a room. Rianna, Jamir, Peter and a woman, who we didn’t know, were already there. It was an informal meeting with everyone sat arou!
nd a table in the centre of the room. There were a number of other girls who we did not know. They were all European in looks. I could only think they had been brought here before us. We were beckoned to sit. It was the unknown woman who spoke first. “ Welcome everyone especially the new girls who have arrived from Iraq. My name is Andrea Johnson; I am a Doctor Like Rianna here. Only I am a gynaecologist. You know now why you have all been brought here. You will be here for about 4 weeks. During this time you will undergo various examinations. You will undertake numerous classes to bring you up to scratch with getting to know your new selves and bodies. You will learn, as best we can teach you, how to act and behave as females. During this time, hopefully, you will witness the miracle of the female reproductive system from conception to birth. There are potential partners here at the moment who we hope you will become better acquainted with. You each have been designated a partner. If you are unhappy with the boy chosen for you may refuse hi s advances, in which case a new partner will be designated to you. If you refuse 3 partners one will be assigned to you regardless. You will find yourselves actually becoming attracted to the male of the species. It’s all part of the process you have undergone. When the time is right you will instinctively want to mate with your partner. He will certainly want and need to mate you. When you are ready your mate will share your bed. Some of you may also end up conceiving here. You are after all very attractive fertile women now No birth control will be used here. In any case some of the young men see it as a passage of rite into manhood to impregnate a woman. You are all now exuding potent pheromones that males are extremely attracted to. From previous experience we find that invariably you will have little difficulty in becoming pregnant. ”

After the talk we were taken around the whole village. From outward appearances nothing appeared abnormal. The only clue might have been the young men all seemed younger than the women. We were all then allocated young men as “friends” they were to act as guides. They were also potential mates. Although it had only been a short time since my transformation I couldn’t believe how quickly I was getting acquainted with the situation. All of the boys spoke English to some degree. We soon learned we were discouraged from learning any of their language for the time being. My “friend” was called Rashid. He was from Pakistan. He had just made up 18. He appeared pleasant enough. I was wary of the way they were trying to fit us up so soon after what we had been through. John was partnered with Rashid’s older brother Jamal aged 19. The boys’ quarters were thankfully above ground. Jamir and Peter were also allocated friends. Whilst ours quarters were in the main complex. It seemed all the boys new each other it transpired Peter and Jamir’s “Friends” were cousins of Rashid and Jamal. The all hailed from the same region of Pakistan. All we could tell of their background was their fathers were brothers and were industrialists back home. The other people in the village were mostly all servants of some kind. Most of the women there were transformees provided as wives and plearsurebringers for the young men. There were a number of couples who actually lived in the village. These were again transformees and their young partners. A large percentage of these were ancillary staff who helped to keep the base going. We found this out as time progressed. These trnsformees were the ones who found it difficult, initially, to accept their new role in life as partners and mothers.

Our first few days consisted mostly of lectures and film shows showing us how “new” girls adapted to their new roles. We were expected to meet up with the boys we had been allocated to on a daily basis. As the days progressed I could feel my new vagina beginning to lubricate and even leak in his presence. On one of my many examinations I was assured this was normal. “We want you to enjoy your new life. There’s no point in not deriving pleasure from the sexual act. It can and is a lot more pleasurable for you than normal women or even men for that matter.” I was told. I could actually feel my new clitoris becoming larger and more sensitive. Some of the lectures were enough to send me to sleep. While other ones were quite informative and interesting. On a number of occasions our male friends attended with us. They started to give us a series of injections. “It’s mostly vitamin injections along with folic acid. They both act quicker if administered by injection.” We were told. I wasn’t all that sure because from that time on I began to get increasingly horny. After a few days of their treatment I began to experiment and started to masturbate and bring myself off. I became increasingly aroused in the presence of Rashid. I was beginning to look at him through the female perspective.

The days passed so fast. It was now a week since the change my old male self was rapidly being left behind. One morning I woke up and realised my normal lubrication was different it actually smelt more musky. My god, I thought, is this what they is going to happen every month when I ovulate. I was particularly horny all day. I think Rashid sensed it and he became even touchier. “Come on Karen I will be very gentle .Let me make love to you now. You know you want to. It’s only natural.” I really was afraid of conceiving then. I knew if I let him there was a good chance I would become pregnant. “ You won’t be the first. My father paid for some of the local girls for me. It’s all-right they were clean. One had beautiful twin girls. I am very potent. Let me make love and you will be the mother of my children and become my wife.” “You know I was a man up till last week then don’t you?” “ Yes of course but you are all woman now. We have a few girls like you in the nearby village. They are ones who proved to be difficult. They had to fit in eventually because they had nowhere to go. They had to accept the local boys as husbands and lovers otherwise they would be out on the streets as beggars. They were soon married off and have made fine mothers. They became pregnant very quick. Only they are with some of the less privileged families so they will have to have many babies. My father is very rich and you will want for nothing. What else are you going to do. Where will you go? You can’t go back home no one will believe you. If you become my wife I will take you back to England and you will live with me in my uncle’s house.” I knew only too well what he said was true. Who would believe my story who could believe it? “Give me time please.” I implored him. “It’s only been a week since my change it’s going to take a bit longer for me to get used to it.” “Ok I’ll see how you feel after you have bled.” He needn’t have reminded me it was the one thing I wasn’t looking forward to – my period. However I could understand how he felt. I had been male after all. Being young only heightened his sex drive. I remember what it was like when I was his age. Nothing more was said about the matter for the rest of the day.

I didn’t see Rashid for another 2 days. I continued to attend the lectures with my friend John, now called June. Most of them were relevant and interesting to a degree. They did tend to labour the point about feminine hygiene and in one lecture I had to pinch my self to stop falling asleep. The woman lecturer just droned on and on and on. I now could understand Jake Thackray’s SONG CALLED on again. (Jake Thackray for those of you who don’t know was a very much-underrated singer of folk songs.) Thankfully she only went on for about an hour and a quarter.

I felt myself beginning to miss Rashid’s company. Most of the “girls were found in the company of their new. Friends. I was summoned to the director’s office. I hadn’t expected this. Were they going to assign me to some other boy or was I going to be sent to another place. All I really needed was a bit more time to become used to my new situation and body. I couldn’t believe I would be sent away. I went in. To my relief Rashid was there as well. The director was a Doctor in his early fifties and of European origin. He started talking “Please sit down. Karen isn’t it, now. My name’s Dr Peter R********* I know you are having a few problems settling in. We’re here to help and it appears the young man here is willing to help you. He wants to let you to think about things. Normally we give the girls a couple of weeks to accept a man. You still have time we never force girls. ” No I thought you just make it as awkward for them as possible so they have to accept a ma!
n just to save themselves from starving. He continued. “You know the set up here .You are here to become acquainted with what it is like to be female. You have now had most of the theory lessons. For the remainder of the time here your lessons will be of a more practical nature. A number of girls are near to giving birth we want you to be there when they do. The other girls will also witness childbirth in small groups. You will also witness some of the girls being bred by their lovers. It isn’t optional for you to avoid these lessons. However if you wish Rashid here can be with you at the time.” Rashid then had his say. “Please Karen I don’t want you to be sent away. I would love to be with you for the rest of the time you are here and maybe you can come with me when I leave. We will go back to my father’s house and then maybe back to England.” We agreed to keep seeing each other to see where it would lead.

After that day things improved considerably between Rashid and myself. I was beginning to enjoy his company more and didn’t feel pressurised by him for sex. He was taking it easy. Two days after I witnessed the first breeding of a girl to a young man. They were in the underground complex in a room fitted with discreet video links and a 2-way mirror. She was stunning in her purple suit. And he looked so handsome in his Black and red one. They undressed each other so gently and sensually. Her underwear only accentuated her beauty. She had been transformed some weeks before and this was the first time she and her young man had made love. She was a bit apprehensive at first then her programming took over. She and her man made love twice within the hour. I watched transfixed as he emptied his seed into her. All of this was designed to stimulate our libido in preparation for us to accept as lovers our boys.

Then we observed a live birth. The “girl” In question appeared to be in her mid thirties. The boy holding her hand was the father of her baby. She had been induced and in a matter of 45 minutes had given birth to a healthy girl. Later we found out that she had been previously a man aged 53-called Keith from Manchester. We were told that she would now actually become younger in physical appearance. We found it hard to believe. But the following week we saw her with her new-born daughter and she did indeed look younger.

Both Jamir and John now were getting on very well with their designated partners. I still felt a bit apprehensive but at least I felt I was coming around and getting used to my new self. It was still strange the emptiness I felt between my thighs. But I was beginning to enjoy most of the aspects of my new-found femininity. I knew now it would only be a matter of time before the relationship between Rashid and myself developed into a physical one.

One night we went around to see June (formerly John) and his partner Jamal. They were living above ground now. I could hardly believed what we saw through the window of the small house. Both of them were naked. June was beautiful. I could hardly believe he had once been male. She was sat on Jamal’s erect penis and was thrusting up and down. I couldn’t believe it at first. It had only been 2 weeks since our change .Now here she was making love to this boy as though she had been female all her life. I stood transfixed as I saw Jamal ejaculate his seed into her. All the while Rashid’s arm was around my waist pulling me to him. I was becoming damp and aroused at the sight before me. They both saw us at about the same time. They made no effort to get up or hide themselves. I thought they knew we were watching. They beckoned us in.

I couldn’t believe I actually did go in with Rashid holding my hand and leading the way. Once inside. June took my hand and helped me undress. I meekly complied as Rashid also helped her. All the while I was kissing Rashid and helping him out of his clothes. It was so surreal. Here I was only recently transformed into a nubile young woman now undressing a young man. We were soon naked. M y nipples were now so erect and sensitive. June went down and began to lick my slit .She paid particular attention to my clitoris. It was sticking up like a little penis. God it felt so good. I didn’t want her to stop. Very soon Rashid was at my side .His penis was hard. I lay back on the pile of cushions and Rashid guided his manhood into me. I was more than ready for him. He began to thrust in and out I couldn’t believe how nice it felt. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his back and thrust in rhythm to him. It felt so right, so natural. My engorged clitoris was being stimulated by his now rock hard cock. I felt a wonderful sensation flood over me and realised I had had my first orgasm with a man. Then I felt it. His hot seed flooded my vagina. I cried with joy .My friend had known better than me what I needed what I wanted. I had, by this one act, left behind the vestiges of my old male self. I now could say I truly was a woman. Rashid stayed inside me for an age but in reality was only about 10 or 15 minutes.

That night Rashid became my bedmate and lover. Once he had a taste of me he naturally wanted more. I couldn’t believe how easily I had accepted that Rashid was now my lover. I soon found out that sex as a female was much more enjoyable than I had ever experienced it as a male. It was more satisfying afterwards as Rashid lay inside me. I enjoyed the post coital experience more intensely than had done as a male. It was one long exploration of my new found femininity. I was beginning to enjoy the company of my young lover. I enjoyed it when he put his arms around me in company. I could feel myself moisten up as we walked together hand in hand. But most of all I enjoyed the sex. It was a natural progression to end up making love after a day in my young man’s company.

We stayed in the village for about a month. My period came and went. I was coming up to my most fertile period of my cycle. Rashid agreed, if I wanted, that during the first few months at my most fertile time I could use protection so as to avoid becoming pregnant. I was grateful for this little mercy for I don’t think I could have coped with becoming pregnant that early on. June had also asked her partner if he could do the same and reluctantly he allowed her to do so.

And so our first periods came and went. They only lasted for just over 2 days .The first day was the heaviest. During our periods our men abstained from sleeping with us. This was more of a cultural thing than anything else.

Two days after we had finished them we were on the move again. This time they allowed us to view where we were going. All 4 of us were going to Rashid’s father’s palace. It was to be a 2-legged journey first we flew by helicopter to a small airfield in the desert then by aircraft to Pakistan itself.
When we arrived at our final destination they put a veil over all of us to prevent us from seeing. We were led down the steps of the plane into waiting limousines. It really was a palatial building where they took us. Rashid and his brother had separate apartments within it. His whole family were there. There were 4 other siblings 2 sister and 2 more brothers who were younger. The sisters were a few years older with families of their own.

By now I was beginning to get used to my new body. I particularly loved the empty feeling between my thighs. This was something I thought I could never get used to. There were swimming pools for us to use as well as a gym. There were tennis courts and a running track in the grounds as well. No luxury was spared. We were spoilt for choice.

The weeks passed by so quickly. It was one long love session. Rashid and I made love morning noon and night and sometimes in between. During my fertile times Rashid kept his word and allowed me to use a cervical cap and spermicide. But he made it clear, as did his family that very shortly they expected a child form us. To this extent I was given a thorough medical by the family doctor. The same ultimatum was given to June as well. He pronounced us both fit and fertile and ripe for bearing children.

As for the other 2 girls they were partnered to the head of securities boy and his deputy. They stayed in accommodation in the grounds of the palace.

Our apartment was modest in comparison to Rashid’s parent’s flat. It had a main bedroom with an en suite bathroom, a living area with television and hi-fi, a small kitchen, a main bathroom with Jacuzzi .At the rear was a balcony with staircase that lead down to our own swimming pool. We were expected to dine with the family but occasionally meals were brought to our dining area adjacent to our kitchen. I was taken aback .I had never been used to such op ulence. It was a luxury I felt I could get used to.

Within a few days I felt at home. Rashid’s elder sister lived within the main house in another large flat with her husband and 5 children. They ranged in age from 2 to 9. Rashid’s sister Ramiana made me feel at home and helped me with my make up and clothing. She accepted me as a woman for that’s what I was now. The vestiges of my old male self had been left behind.

Rashid’s father wanted him to go to England along with his brother to go to university. His brother would also return to England to continue his studies at Manchester University. It was the family’s wish that Rashid should attend the same University. He had a place reserved for him there. I was also to go back to England with him and a passport had been obtained in my new name for this purpose. Then the words of what was said just after my transformation came back to haunt me. “You can return to England but only with your new husband and in a pregnant state.”

True to his word Rashid and his family allowed me to use birth control for the first few weeks. Now after my third period that right was withdrawn. From now on we would make love completely unprotected. I was frightened but also exhilarated and excited by the prospect of this. I had by now become used to my new body and all that went with it. I loved the way my breasts bounced when I walked. I loved how I naturally kept my thighs together. I even began to get used to my monthlies.
The doctor came around more often to check upon June and myself. “ All is well.” He told the assembled family one evening. “I see no reason why the two ladies in question cannot conceive. Just carry on and let nature take it’s course. As you know there are a few “ladies” in the outlying villages. They make wonderful mothers and wives. They are exceptionally fertile. They also have exceptional recuperative abilities. Multiple births from them are not that uncommon. I wish you all well .I will examine you both again when you are pregnant.”

So that was it. I was a bit apprehensive about becoming pregnant but my body decided for me. In any case I was too sexed up too really care after a few days making love during my fertile time, for the first time. A few days after I felt a strange tingling sensation inside my belly and knew instinctively I wouldn’t have another period for a few months. When my period didn’t come the doctor brought us a home testing kit, which proved positive. Both June and myself were pregnant.

We stayed with the boys’ parents for another 4 months while preparations were made for the boys to go to England with us. Passports were obtained for us in our new identities. Who after all would believe we were once men. During that time we were taught how to take care of our men and how to become obedient little homemakers and mothers. In a perverse way we both began to enjoy it. We were both looking forward to going home. Although of course we could never return to our old lives.

So it was with both June and I sporting the tell tale signs of our pregnancies that we boarded the plane to England on that fateful day. We had both undergone a marriage ceremony shortly after we had both conceived. So the boys were now our husbands. We had said a tearful farewell to our friend, now called Fatima, that morning .She, like both June and myself now was showing the tell tale signs she was now expecting a happy event in a few months time.

We arrived in England and were put up by Rashid’s aunt and uncle. They lived in a large house in Manchester not too far away from the university. The first few weeks were quite hectic. The boys had to get ready for their courses, which would start shortly. The first few months Rashid’s relatives saw to it that my friend and I became domesticated little babymakers. Rashid became even hornier as my belly grew. We had our own flat within the large building and wouldn’t have to worry about space, at least for the time being.

June and I gave birth to our first children within 24 hours of each other almost twelve months after we had been changed. My daughter, Samira, was only 3 months old when I became pregnant again. This time I was having twins. So my life went on I literally became a brood mare. For the next seven year I was almost constantly pregnant.

We stayed with his aunt and uncle for another year before it was necessary to find larger premises. By that time Rashid and his brother were working for their father’s business.

The time passed all too quickly. I was even beginning to get used to my new life. Rashid was a good husband and I wanted for nothing for our ever-growing progeny.

The boys’ jobs involved them boys travelling extensively throughout Europe. We mostly stayed at home to look after our ever-increasing families. He was a bad husband, for he never hit me. However it was obvious from early on he was a womaniser as was his brother.

We put up with our boys’ infidelities for almost twelve years .By that time I had bore him 11 children. June had 13 children by her man. The final straw came when he wanted to move his latest mistress in with us. For all his faults he was a good provider and our children never went without. To avoid a scandal his father made a reasonable settlement with me to provide for the children and myself. June had a similar arrangement made for her.

We both got the houses where we lived and a good income every month. June and I had of course become the best of friends and over the years had kept in touch with Fatima in Pakistan. She had a much happier marriage than either of us and was still with her partner. They had now 10 children. Over the years we paid them regular visits to their home in Pakistan.

June and I even started a successful clothing factory and retail outlets. We are fair employers I like to think and have always paid above the national minimum wage. Over the years we also noticed how well our “new” bodies recovered from each successive pregnancy. Both June and I show no signs of any stretch marks at all. Within 3 months of giving birth my body has recovered to its pre pregnant state. Truthfully I have never been happier in my life. I have 6 daughters and 5 sons. They range from 19 to 7.

It’s now almost twenty years since we were captured and transformed in the desert. I wouldn’t now trade my new life for anything. Four months ago June and I visited our friend Fatima in Pakistan. We both took our children to visit their grandparents .It was only the 4th time they had seen them. Whilst there A marriage was arranged between Fatima’s eldest boy Junir and my daughter. I fell head over heals for his uncle Nadeem. He was a widower with no children. By special arrangement Nadia, my daughter married Junor. We stayed for a total of 4 months. Special tutors had been hired to tutor the children. I didn’t want them to miss out on their education.

However shortly before we left I realised I was pregnant and had to hastily arrange to marry Nadeem. We all flew back to England and once home I made arrangements to get a visa for my new husband. Thankfully there will be no language problem for Fatima’s brother, Nadeem, is also an English teacher. Even so it took over 3 months to finalise the arrangements and I’m now off to the airport to pick him up. Thankfully June has offered to take me there. I’m getting bigger by the day. My belly is quite big for my time. Last week in one of my regular checks the did an ultrasound scan .I was found to be carrying triplets. I’m told that’s a side effect of marrying a younger man. After all Nadeem is still only 23.

June has also a new man in her life a 24-year-old medical graduate Called Ahmed. She has only just found out she’s expecting again. Ahmed says he’d like to specialise in gynaecology so he can more fully understand the reproductive system. Both our partners are fully aware of our previous existence but can hardly believe it. They both took some convincing that we had once both been men.