I didn't even bother to read all the fine print junk. I had signed 'contracts' before. Just a stupid gimmick to try to make you do something. I had tried that in another program. I guess this one wasn't as innovative as they claimed. Oh well, the worst I could do was to fail again. I needed a beer. I was getting tired.

Nobody left the room. We all signed, and handed in the contracts.

"I'm glad that you're all so willing to change" said Kelly. "Now we can get down to business."

A man in a uniform came and locked the door, literally. That's when I noticed the bars on the windows. I guess this place was more like a prison than a hospital. But I had been in 'secure' treatment centers before. No big deal.

"This treatment has different tracts for men and for women. Women: please get up and follow Roger to your classroom. You will start on Phase IV. Men, remain here. You need to go through Phase I"

"Why do the broads get to skip ahead?" asked one man.

"You'll find out. In good time. With luck, you'll reach Phase IV soon enough."

The women all left the room through the other door.

"Now then, we can begin. Our treatment plan is based on a little known but important fact. There are many many cases where a woman has an addiction, like smoking or drinking. But when she becomes pregnant, something within her changes. The health of the baby becomes more important than her having fun or getting high. So she'll change her behavior, for the sake of the baby."

"Isn't this the speech for the chicks?" asked the same guy.

"Yes and no. Yes, what I said is true only for women, and you are men. But also no, it does apply to you, because in order for you to take advantage of this fact, you will become women."

There was generally laughter.

"Not me! You can't make me into a chick!" said the heckler.

"Sorry, but in a way, you already are a woman" she said.

There was silence.

"Didn't you read page 16, paragraph III, subsection IX? No? Well that stated that you are officially changing your legal name to reflect your new gender. You signed away your maleness, and agreed to become a woman. And it is official now: the papers will be filed with the state, and you will be a woman in the eyes of the government. So in a way, you're a woman already."

There was a loud rush of arguing and yelling. The big guy in the uniform came back in.

"If I have to ask Roger to quiet you down, your trip to the infirmary will slow down your progress. Of course, when you're bleeding and unconscious, we can begin to administer your first estrogen doses. It's all up to you."

We all shut up.

* * *

We were taken to our rooms. Mine had two beds. I hoped I didn't get a lousy roommate. There was a place on the door for two name tags. There was only one, and it said "Mona". They had taken our bags when we checked in. I found mine on the bed, but inside of it, all my clothes were gone. They were replaced with women's clothes, underwear, bras, and stuff. I wasn't going to wear that!

I looked around the room. The bathroom was furnished with makeup, blow dryer, hairspray, and more girly stuff I didn't understand. Everything was painted pink. There were vases of flowers. I hated it. As I was looking around in disgust, an announcement came on the PA: "Everyone report to the cafeteria at once. This is not a drill"

We all walked down there, shaking our heads. What the hell was the place?

"Hello, I am Tina" said a beautiful woman standing before us in a dark blue business suit with a knee length skirt. She had long hair, a pretty face, nice legs. She perked up our interest. I know that I wanted her.

"Welcome to the treatment center, or as we call it here 'The Center'. I know you are all confused after what you've heard already, so I am here to help answer any questions you have. But first a few things to go over."

"First of all, this is the last time you will wear your 'male clothes'. Some of you may have already discovered your new wardrobes in your rooms. You are required to wear them while at The Center. You should know that bras are mandatory, even now when your chests are flat. Also, leg and armpit shaving is mandatory. I suggest that you shave your chests, but if you decide not to, you will naturally lose the hairs, and have more cleaning work to do. Your choice."

"Meals are served at 8, noon, and 6. You will be on a strict diet here. And no smoking, and no alcohol! There are exercise classes at 6am and 8pm. I suggest you try to attend both. You all have weight to lose, and need to improve your figures."

"Lastly, as you might have guessed, there is no contact with the outside world here. While you are at The Center, you will spend 100% of your time training. There will be no distractions. Any questions?"

I was really upset. No alcohol?

"I don't want to be a woman" said one man defiantly.

"I understand. You can do this willingly....or we can take you to the extreme treatment ward, and change your mind. Literally. If you won't enter this willingly, we will reprogram your mind, wipe you out, and put a female personality in your place. If you'd like to, we can start on that immediately."

The man just stared at the floor.

"What if I run away?" said another.

"This is a secure facility. You can't. If we catch you plotting to escape, or attempting something, we'll take you to the extreme treatment ward, and you'll never even think of doing it again. Another thing we could do is to inject you with drugs, and drop you off at your local police station. You're all here as a last resort before jail. How'd you like to go into jail, wearing a dress?"

There was a lot of muttering. We were all stuck here, and we knew it.

"Why do I have to have a woman's name?" asked someone.

"Because you're going to become a pregnant woman. So you need an appropriate name. If you were a pregnant woman named 'Jack' would that seem proper?"

There were laughs.

"Why are there two beds in our rooms?" asked someone.

"After a few days, a real woman will move in with you. She will be your 'sister', and help to guide you into your new life. She will live with you, be with you all the time, and introduce you to the joys of womanhood. Of course, there will be no sex allowed. Your sister will be very well trained. If you even attempt anything with her, well, I think you understand by now that the punishments here are very severe..."

I wasn't about to try to disobey the rules! But living with a woman, it would be hard not to put the moves on her, particularly if she looked anything like Tina here.

"You are all tired. Go to your rooms, take a shower. Don't forget to shave your legs. Put on your nighties and take a nap. Your class schedule will be slipped under your door overnight. You all start tomorrow on your road to womanhood. Have a nice day."

I went to my room as instructed, showered, shaved, put on the silky powder blue nightie (which made me feel foolish), and went to bed.

* * *

When I woke up, I was in for quite a shock. Actually, a couple of them.

First of all, I opened my eyes, and rolled over a bit. My view was blocked with....hair. Long hair. On *my* head! I had long hair somehow, at least shoulder length if not more. I couldn't quite tell. I reached up to pull off the wig, but discovered that it was in fact my own real hair!

As I put my arms down, the sides brushed against something strange. On my chest. I had...tits. Large ones! They were also real. They were large, firm, and real. I knew the difference between real ones and implants, from all the girls I had dated. And these were real ones. Impossible! I must be asleep! But no, it was true.

I got up in a panic, and looked at myself in the mirror. I had long hair (which was a bit of a mess), and a pair of hooters. Me! I was just shocked beyond all belief. How was this possible? It was my face, my body, except that I had two large mounds of female flesh on my chest, protruding out ahead of me. Impossible! And I had to brush the long hair out of the way so I could get a better look at *them*. How could the be a part of me?

There was a knock at the door, and a strange woman entered. She had long black hair, a pretty face, about five foot eight, nice figure, and breasts bigger than my new ones. She was a knockout. She was carrying a purse, and pulling a piece of wheeled luggage.

"Hi there Mona, I'm Sarah" she said, holding out her hand to shake mine. I felt so embarrassed looked like I did. It almost made me cry.

"I'll be your sister" she said, "so don't worry about how you look. I've done this many times before."

"How is this possible?" I said, as I checked to make sure that all my other 'equipment' was still in place. It was.

"Men are so superficial" she started. "When we first opened The Center, we started men wearing dresses and all of that. But they are so hung up on meaningless things. A bald woman, or one with short hair, is still a woman. A flat chested woman is still a woman. But a man who is being feminized doesn't start to truly realize until he has things like boobs. Or long hair. Like you do now. So as a first step, we give you some of those traits, so that your new gender identity will sink in faster."

"But how Is this possible? I only went to bed last night, and when I woke up..." I said.

"You were out for three nights dear. They applied a process to you. Part of The Center does cancer research for a woman's hospital. We've unlocked one of the secrets of breast cancer, learning why sudden unchecked growth occurs in some women. We've learned how to tame the process, and apply it to anyone, in order to naturally grow tissue in the breasts. So instead of a lump which needs to be removed, you get real, normal, mammary tissue. All it takes is the right hormones, the right conditions, and bang! Your boobs grow. And more importantly, we can help correct cancer in women, without them having to undergo surgery."

"But why was I out, I still don't..."

"It takes all your body's energy to grow boobs so quickly. So you were sedated while it happened. The hair growth on your head is an interesting side effect we found. And while you were out, we started with the subliminal reprogramming. As your mind recovers, you'll find that it has been ever so slightly shifted. That and the effects of the estrogens which were used in the process. Those will also alter your brain in subtle ways. You won't notice anything for months though. But at least you have a good start on your new body image. Now get showered, get your bra on, and lets get you dressed up!" she said with a smile.

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