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A real girl
🕑 Added 2024-06-05 20:54:40 +0000 UTC
She looks as hot and stunning as you can imagine. Her long blond hair, her stunning young face smiling at the camera while she is doing her usual dancing routines and hot vids wearing skimpy outfits that accentuate every single curve of her tight, hot body and make everyone drool at her, even men or women, there is no single being that isn't caught by her stunning beauty.
"Hi guys," She says to the camera as she flaunts her tight, hot body, wearing a skimpy dress that accentuates every curve of her body, her hot, tight butt swaying to the music, dancing and smiling at the camera. This time she thought it was time to dance and show her body to all her considerable amount of followers, the over 2 million fans on her Instagram account, which makes her think that everyone loves her, and who can judge her for thinking like that? She is hot and young, and everyone is happy with her sole presence.
"You know how I love to dance, and this is only for you," she says to the camera once she finishes her hot dancing, swaying her tight derriere to the camera in a sexy way to make her base of followers drool by her. She knows that she has them on her dainty and well-manicured hands.
"You are the best, Breckie," she thought and smiled at her lovely reflection once she posted the short vid to her social media. She knows that this is going to be a complete success and go viral in just a few minutes. In fact, she is right; her videos and posts are the hottest on social media, and everyone loves them, making everyone drool at her.
"I know this is just as perfect as everyone told me how hot I am. I need to hear these kinds of comments; I just can't get enough of them," she says, followed by a giggle, thinking that she is a sort of attention whore, seeking attention all over the media, something that she gets every single time she posts her stunning body swaying in front of the camera and with the countless pictures of herself in skimpy outfits that lead nothing to the imagination.
She has the looks and the beauty; everything is just perfect for the young and stunning girl.
However, there is just a secret that you maybe didn't know about this lovely girl, which is that even she doesn't know yet, and maybe she never knows about it.
I mean, I know what you are thinking. How is that possible? What are you talking about? And well, is okay because I know that you might think about me like a sort of freak, right? Well, I accept these comments because, okay, I'm a sort of freak, but a nice one. I'm the one who can help people reach their goals and help them achieve them, changing people's minds and bodies to make them feel and embrace their true selves.
This is what comes to mind: the mystery of this lovely girl who was born as a boy, and I helped to make her into a lovely girl. You see her dancing and showing her beauty on camera.
Let me explain about it. Everything started when I had a meeting with Breckie's mother. She was a bit worried about how she could raise a boy when she is just a single mother; her father died in a strange situation that I don't want to mention right now, and the only thing I'm going to say to you is that she was completely devastated and thought about the idea of abandoning her born child. She has been completely on the verge of collapse.
I remember exactly what she told me: "I'm done with this, doctor; I can't be living like this anymore; I don't want a boy; I want a girl. How am I supposed to raise a boy alone and without his father? Please help me," she begged me and, back in the day, people knew about my procedures to change people's minds and bodies. I even used them on children, but the thing is that these kinds of procedures on children are too risky because I find them a bit weird and in a sort of situation that goes against my tastes.
I explained it to the hopeless woman, and she just started sobbing uncontrollably. She just couldn't comprehend why I couldn't do that, so she was sobbing uncontrollably. I tried to talk to her about it, and she just watched me with a deep look into her tired eyes. Judging by then, you could see that poor woman has suffered a lot throughout the years.
"You don't understand, doctor. I want a girl because I want to make my husband's wish come true. My husband, who passed away, wanted a girl, and I never told him about the real sex of our son. I lied to him, telling him that she was a girl. I felt so miserable because I wanted to tell him the truth, but I was afraid to make him feel bad as a result. This is why I kept the secret with me, doctor. I want a girl because it is my husband's wish," the woman says with a teary look in her eyes, which makes me think that this woman has finally lost her mind. The breakdown as a result of her passed away husband hurts her in the wackiest ways possible.
I feel a bit weird thinking about this back in the day, but you know, I'm not the person who wants to follow morals and conservative ways, and at that time I was going to push my boundaries and feel like I was doing an exciting thing that would leave me with the dose of adrenaline and risk that I need so much.
Well, back to the story. I just watched her into her eyes and just nodded my head without saying a single word. That was the right move to make her understand that I was going to do the transformative process to change her son into a daughter.
I did it just the way that I love to seek excitement, and there is nothing more exciting than doing a gender change process for a born child. There is nothing else that makes me feel more excited than that.
It started slowly. I think that these kinds of things don't need to happen as fast in children, and this is why I suggested them to her. I told her to do this slowly, giving the boy a gender assignment procedure that would make his system slowly assimilate the new estrogen levels flooding into his childish anatomy, lowering the testosterone levels as the hormone balance altered entirely.
And so this was what we did. As time went on, the boy started to have more girlish features, and the mother was completely okay with it. However, she wanted more, and she was urging me to speed up the changes, something that I neglected because this goes against the procedure. I told her that she needed to trust in the process, and she accepted it in a not-so-good way, but, in the end, I am the one who is doing this wonderful procedure to transform her boy into a girl.
The thing is that the mother was completely out of control and started to raise him like a girl, letting him grow his hair. applying makeup and wearing girlish clothes; in fact, it seems like she was living the dream of raising a girl even when the treatment has not finished yet, but that is okay. I mean, she is paying me a lot of money so she can do whatever the fuck she wants.
By the following years, with the replacement hormonal therapy, the changes are manifesting at a steady pace. The boy shows the hormonal balance of a girl his age, making himself look like a functional girl except for one thing, and that was his genitals, the ones that are still the ones from a boy, something about which the little boy was a bit curious and asked us about his little thing between his legs. We just innocently answered his question to make him feel happy. However, her mother was a bit concerned about it, so I made her feel okay and told her that it was just a matter of time before his sexual organs were reshaped. This is true. I was not lying when I said to the mother that hormonal therapy is to reassign sex on a whole; even the genitalia would change into a feminine one, but again, I told her that she needed to trust in the process.
"All right, doctor, I'll trust in the process. I can't wait to finally be able to raise a girl. I finally can be able to fulfill my husband's wish. I hope that he may rest in peace," the mother said with a breathy tone as a few tears poured down her eyes. I just smiled at her and rubbed her shoulder, and I was just limited to saying that everything was going to be okay.
And so there will be, with the psychological treatment, the boy assimilating her life as a girl, and her anatomy, along with her genitalia, changing into a completely feminine and fertile reproductive system. The treatment has been such a success; the former boy is now a happy girl with a long life ahead of her, and the mother is finally raising her lovely girl as much as her husband wanted. It has been almost ten years of treatment for the 1-year-old boy, and finally, thanks to the wacky mind of her mother and my skills, she is finally raising a girl as her daughter.
"Thank you, doctor. I think that this is finally my wish, and my husband's one has been granted," she says with tears of happiness in her eyes, watching at me with so much gratitude.
I just smile at her, feeling that she needs medical help, but who am I to judge her? I'm another freak who just accepted this wacky procedure for money and got a dose of excitement, so I have nothing to criticize about this woman.
The following years have been like a sort of inspection throughout her appearance and how the hormonal system has been working into her body. There are just like sort of medical appointments that don't lead to any kind of suspicion through the growing girl, the one that looks so happy and willing to see what doctors have to say about her health and young body.
And so there is. A few years later, this lovely girl has turned into a young, stunning woman who is just dancing and enjoying her youth in the hottest ways possible. I mean, her mother has done a great job raising her. She looks like a perfectly functional woman. She looks like nothing, like the result of a risky medical procedure. In fact, I'm quite skilled, but honestly, I don't feel so proud of this result. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love what I did with this patient, changing into a more feminine being, the one that I'm so proud of, but there is something inside me that doesn't make me so proud about this at the same time.
Otherwise, it seems like I give the world a stunning specimen, and most young guys all over the world enjoy watching her dance and smile at the camera with her striking eyes, long, lustrous hair, and hot, tight body. The treatment was such a success, in fact, and maybe I don't need to be so worried and bad about this procedure because I just need to see the result to see that this is just a lovely, wonderful experiment that was a successful one.
Without a single doubt, Breckie is just a hot, stunning woman and the result of a wacky experiment. But it doesn't matter now, and even if she knew the truth, maybe she wouldn't care about it; she is hot, young, and with a long life ahead of her, enjoying the pleasure and excitement that come with the lovely, wacky life, and nothing else matters.
I need to be with her later at night, my lovely Breckie.
