With a click of the button, you selected your gender as being MALE. You look over at the young Minbari and wonder why this was so important. The curiosity is so overwhelming that you fin yourself asking.
“Why exactly did we have to select our gender…I mean…it’s clearly obviously that I’m a hu—ah—human male…don’t see many females without breast and a—ah—well the penile.”
“True, but from our records, your species seems to be the only species the psychologically mistaken itself for the opposite gender and will go to great lengths to change oneself to resemble the other gender.”
You nod, “Yeah, they are called transgenders, bisexuals, and if they like both sexes, heterosexual. A plague that swept through earth in the 1980 and lasted until 2012 when the act became a crime.”
“Nevertheless, we have to take precautions for the sake of the patient…which would be you.” The Minbari guides you over to the examination table. She signals you to get up onto the table and lay down. Seeing that you have no choice, and know the Minbari’s superior strength, you do as suggested. As you lay down, she straps you on. “This is so you don’t fall off…I’m afraid that this part of the transformation, most of our subjects die…hopefully you will survive if you can handle to switch.”
You turn your head to look over, “Switch?” you ask, wondering what that may mean.
The young female Minbari does not at first say exactly. “We found that if you were to life amongst us, men seemed to be highly aggressive and would have to be either killed or imprisoned. We solved this problem by removing the male factor from the equation…by making all male subjects that pass the first test undergo a gender re-modification or as you so properly called it…transgender transformation.”
You struggle against the bonds holding you down. “No, wait…there must be another way!”
“There is no other way,” the Minbari activates the machine and the table you are laying on becomes the device to change your gender.
Immediately the machine turns on and you can feel the energy surge throughout your body, first your hair begins to get longer, now at least four inches long from scalp to tip. Your hair now hung almost to your shoulders, and it seemed thicker and softer than every before.
Your skin on your face begins to quiver about and as your cheeks begins to puff out, your lips swell larger and softer then your once thin lips.
Within 30 seconds, your hair was now at least a foot long and thick and wavy. It flowed from your scalp and flowed out onto the table and then began to cascade over the tables’ edge. Within one minute, your face no longer looked masculine, but had high cheekbones that seemed to connect all together then the average hinge jaw of the human male species. You lips have plumped twice their size and became incredibly soft. Your eyebrows, narrowed, and thinned until they were feminine.
Just as the eyebrows finished their change, your eyes themselves began to transform. They grew bigger, growing wider while the eyelashes grew long and thick and dark.
Your skin is soft and smooth all over your body. Soon you can feel this constriction in your torso, thrilling at the beginnings, but as all the internal organs are shifted around to make way of a narrowing waistline. About two minutes into the transformation, you feel this popping sensation near your groin as your hips begin to push out. They push out so quickly that you can hear and feel your pants strain from the bulk of your childbearing hips.
Exactly three minutes into the transformation your penis and scrotum begin to shrink and recede back into your body. At first the sensation was bazaar, but then it turned painful. It feels as if you were pushing a fully erect penile back into the groin. The only difference was that you weren’t pushing, but you are actually, physically sucking it back in. With every pulse, you pull your penis deeper into your body. Another pulse and the shaft begin to be pulled inward. Another pulse and the testicles are lifted out of the scrotal sac and with another pulse, pulled closer to your ever so shrinking prostate gland.
Four minutes, you chest is hairless and smooth. Soon a pressure begins to build up under both nipples. You look at your clothed chest and still see a mans chest…but not for long. As the pressure swells, you can feel both nipples turn rock hard, then actually stretch and swell in width and length. Your pink, penny size aureoles begin to grow to the size of a quarter then to the size of a silver dollar.
Five minutes latter, your hair continues to grow and darken to a dark brown. Your hair has grown to the point that the tips are only inches from touching the floor.
As you try to fight to get away, you feel your shoulders dislocate and narrowed. Near the groin, the hips begin to grow once again as you body begins to prepare for another transformation.
Soon the transformation dies down and you think it’s over, but then you feel as if diarrhea is surging towards your anus. You can feel your ass widened, the soft tissue, triples in size making your male pants constrict your ever so shriveling penis and testis. You butt continues to swell until you hear you seams in your crack of your pants rip. Like having a wedge, your underwear is butt-munched, and your hips stretch the fabric until its design falls apart. The sensation of underwear in your crack, squeezed balls, and constricted penis makes you squirm to break the tension of your clothes. As you move your legs, they feel smooth and feminine.
Six minutes into the transformation and a new pressure is swelling and ready to erupt in your bosom. The young Minbari looks at the machine and tells you, “Initiating Puberty.”
You look over at her, “What!” just as you moaned what; your chest began to bud as two small, A-cupped sized breasts with conical nipples perk up your uniform jacket. The transformation has made your nipples extremely sensitive as they poke your clothes.
You thought the overwhelming pleasure of your breast were enough, but just them your penis and scrotum began to submerge once again. Once again, every pulse caused you penis to dive deeper inside you. You aren’t sure how this shall end, but you expect this part to be the most sensational part of the transformation. Pulse by pulse, your entire shaft has dove just under your skin, then with one final pull, the head of your penis begins to be consumed, but it does not end there. Soon the pressure builds faster, and you find yourself sucking your penis deeper into your body. Following the urinary track, the cells of your penis’ shaft turn into muscles, and begin and form a canal up towards the head of your penis. Just as your penis has turned itself inside out, your penile head begins to swell and turn into your uterus. As your mutilated shaft begins to swell, another slit opens up that now connects your bladder to an exit point of a urethra. The remains of the shaft begin to tighten up as muscles begin to develop making the gapping hole turn into a slit similar to a vagina.
As you lay there breathing labored, your soft, full, dark brown hair finally reaches the floor, growing to a length of four feet long. With a cough and a shiver, you can feel your breast growing. They are so warm; you can fill the two mammary glands bulk up on mammary tissue that begins to produce milk. They continue to stretch upward that now you can easily see two C-Cup tits quivering, giggling, and stretching pass C-Cup to a D-Cup. Like having two weights on your chest, your jacket is at its limits of bursting open. As the zipper unfastens, your two massive mammaries slide to your sides heavily, pulling against your chest and on top were two large swollen dark tan nipples.
The Minbari looks at the monitor and smiles, “Are you okay?” she asks, wondering if you are still alive.
“Is it over?” you ask, feeling so strange inside this body of your opposite gender.
The Minbari nods, “Yes, it’s all over.” She walks over to your bedside and unfastens the straps to release you off the bed. You lay there; your brain has to reboot to adjust to the new organs and bodily functions. You can feel the coolness of the air on your exposed breast that send a shiver up your spine. “Can you get up?” asks the female Minbari, trying to assist you in your transformation.
You try, and like before, you sit up on the table, but unlike before, your gigantic breast tug down and like dropping two lead weights, your body jerks down. “Is this always going to be like this?”
“What is?” asks the Minbari as she helps remove your jacket off your chest.
“The weight of my…my…breast.” You stutter, not use to saying that you have boobs.
“You’ll adjust…never the less, we still need to make some modifications before we can proceed to the final test.” Replies the alien as she takes the uniform to the waste receptacle.
“What other modifications?” you ask, now noticing that your voice is a female alto instead of a male tenor.
The young alien looks over at you and smirks, “You’ll soon see, now let’s remove those torn pants and get you changed into some proper Minbari attire.”
As you sit there, the Minbari helps take off your torn pants and you take off your torn underwear, sitting literally ‘butt-naked’ on the examination table. You feel so exposed…never have you like physicals when doctors would inspect your organs, but now the situation was utterly awkward. As you look down, your eyes send an alien image of your groin to your brain, and your brain has to wonder exactly where your penis is at. All you see is a reddish-pink swollen slit that use to be where your penis once connects the shaft to the unexposed shaft that ran directly to your bladder.
Feeling the cold air breeze pass the slit, you close your legs in equal embarrassment and the fact that it’s cold. The Minbari comes back with a grey pair of shorts, like boxers, and hands it to you. Without a moments hesitation you slip on the shorts and remain sitting now on a grey fabric that feels like no cloth you’ve ever felt before. The Minbari comes back with a maroon robe and a grey tank-top shirt. Figuring that the tank-top goes on first, you pull the tank-top over head, and snug it over your breast. Next you put on the robe, and look at the young Minbari who has been guiding you through the transformation.
“Now what happens?” you ask as you look at your sleek feminine body.
“You must go through so more modifications.” says the Minbari kindly.
“Modifications…what else could I become? I let you operate on me, I gave in freely.” you say, hoping to make a deal with the Minbari.
The Minbari looks down at the computed console…and you look at it too…
<B-Cup, Ave. Height 5ft, Weight 120lb, Waist 7in
<C-Cup, Ave. Height 5.5ft, Weight 170lb, Waist 7.5in
<D-Cup, Ave. Height 5.9ft, Weight 190lb, Waist 8in
“Is this it?” you ask.
“Is this what?” asks the Minbari, wondering what you could be saying.
You look at the Minbari and sigh, “Is these the only sizes…I mean, there is no tricks here are there?” you ask, not sure if this is another one of the Minbari’s bazaar test.
“No…no test.” You pled, not knowing how much you can take of this.