MY Stepfather 4

I had settled into my new life the best I could. On the positive side I was free to be the girl I was and my room in the new house reflected that. It was painted pink and I had a nice canopy bed and a vanity and all the clothes I could want. On the bad side I was taken away from everything I had known my 15 years. My mother had died and I couldn’t see any of her family, especially my grandma, as they wouldn’t understand me being a girl. Also Daddy did his best to control and isolate me. I never had a lot of friends, but now I didn’t have any. As we lived outside town I couldn’t go anywhere and since Daddy home schooled me(in how to satisfy him ), I was always home except when he took me someplace, which was rare.

Since Daddy was now retired he didn’t do much but watch T.V., drink beer and fuck me. Although I liked being fucked, I wished he would treat me with a little kindness. I was there to satisfy him, not to be satisfied myself, and to do housework. Since we lived outside town, the house had a good amount of property and we didn’t have any neighbors close by. Because of this, Daddy liked to fuck me in the backyard or have me give him blowjobs while he was barbecuing.

One morning after breakfast Daddy told me I would be going to the doctor later that day. I was surprised as since I had become a girl I hadn’t been to the doctor, as well as I felt fine.

“Daddy I’m not sick, why are we going to the doctor?” I asked.

He slapped my face and yelled “Don’t question me slut. I’m doing this for you. Just be ready at 3:00 P.M. “

Needless to say I was ready. Since we were going to a doctor I dressed down, wearing jeans, a t-shirt and sneakers. We drove into town in Daddy’s new pickup truck. We went into the doctor’s waiting room and Daddy checked in with the receptionist. The office was in a shabby building and the waiting room was worse. The linoleum floor was cracked and the chairs were old and threadbare and the magazines were at least a year old.

After a minute the doctor came out. He told the receptionist since this was the last patient of the day she could leave. She immediately gathered her stuff and headed out. He turned to Daddy.

“Mr. Kozlowski can you follow me?” he said.

“I’ll be right back. Wait here” Daddy said and followed him through the door.
I sat and waited for a few minutes, when I heard Daddy’s voice loudly come through the door . I didn’t hear what he said so I crept close to the door to listen. Things had quieted down so I put my ear to the door.

I heard Daddy say “Yes I know that was our agreement, but I’m having second thoughts.”

“If you don’t want to that’s fine but then I can’t help you” I heard another voice say.

“I guess under the circumstances I don’t have much of a choice. Ok Doctor it’s a deal” Daddy answered.

I heard footsteps and I quickly retreated to my seat. The door opened and Daddy came out, followed by the doctor. Daddy walked up to me.

“Chrissy I want you to do what the Doctor asks. Do you understand me?” Daddy said. I just nodded yes.
“Alright I’ll be waiting out in the truck for you.”
With that he walked out the door.

“Chrissy, I’m Doctor Wilde. Would you please come with me.” the doctor said.

I got up and followed the doctor into his office. It was a dingy room with an old desk, a couple of file cabinets and two chairs, one on each side of the desk. The doctor sat down. He was tall and skinny with receding salt and pepper hair that could use a wash. He wore glasses and had a mustache.

“Please sit down Chrissy” he said gesturing to the empty chair. I sat and looked at my feet.

“Now Chrissy your father tells me you were born a boy, but you feel you are a girl. Is that correct?” he asked.

“Well he’s really my step dad, although he has legally adopted me” I answered “I’ve never discussed it before , but yes I’ve always felt like and wanted to be a girl.”

“Good, good. So in no way were you coerced into this. I have to ask since you’re a minor you understand” he said.

“No I’m not coerced. It would be easier if I was normal, but what can I do?” I said.

“You shouldn’t say you’re not normal, just sometimes things don’t work out easy. But hopefully I can help you in this transition. Now I’m going to have to give you an exam before treatment begins but let me tell you the plan and then you can ask any questions you might have” he said.
“The plan is to start you on a special hormone treatment of mine for now and see how you react. At the least this should prevent you from developing more male characteristics such as facial hair growth, your voice deepening and so forth. The regimen I use has been very successful in not only arresting male development, but in promoting female development as well. If you respond well, hopefully your hips will widen some, your skin will get softer, your hair thicker and perhaps you might get some breast growth.”

“Wow” I said “ all that.” My mind raced from the possibilities.

“Yes, you might be surprised from the modest location, but I have successfully treated many transsexual patients even some coming as far away as N.Y.C. My main practice is mostly locals with government provided care, but my true passion is helping young ladies such as yourself.”
He said this with great fervor and I detected lust in his eyes.

“No more questions, good. Now please step into the examining room and change into a gown and I’ll be in shortly” he said indicating a door.

I went into the room and started to undress.