The Misadventures of Kim

by Angel O'Hare

©December 01, 2005

 

"Um, I was in the church talking to Jesus, Sister Alice."

"I looked in the church for you Kim and I didn't see you."

"They had a special service in there Sister, so I went up into the choir loft to talk to Him."

"I see, and did you have a good talk with Jesus Kim?"

"Um, I guess so Sister. He doesn't answer like normal people do. But I think He answered me in my head and heart."

"What did you talk about with Him Kim?"

"Um, things like forgiveness, love and friends Sister Alice."

"I see, they are all very important things to understand Kimmie. Did Jesus help you understand them?"

"Well, His type of Friendship, Forgiveness and love is different than ours Sister."

"Is it? What is different about His and ours Kimmie?"

"Um, His you can trust that He really means it. Ours you are never really sure about."

"Can you explain that better for me Kimmie?"

"Um, Jesus will always love you no matter what you do. His friendship will always be there and He never stops being your friend no matter what you do. His forgiveness is given to you because He loves you and is your friend always, all you have to do is ask Him to forgive you your sins and prove you are sorry by doing a penance for them."

"This is what you learned today while you talked to Jesus Kimmie?"

"Yes Sister Alice. Jesus will never lie to you. You feel him in your heart, even though it still hurts so much. You kind of feel Him in your head and heart at the same time."

"So, you are telling me you are never really alone. That Jesus will always love you and be your friend no matter what you do and what you are going through?"

"Um, yes Sister, and that His love is the only love you can be sure of." "I think you did nothing wrong by going and talking to your good friend Jesus Kimmie. So, I won't be punishing you for being late for class this time; just that next time you go and talk to Him, make sure it isn't during class time alright Kimmie?"

"Yes Sister Alice and thank you."

"Okay Kimmie, I think you have had a very hard day today. I want you to go and see Mrs. Pennington and she will take you to the convent when she is ready."

"Um, I'm not sick or anything Sister Alice."

"Kimmie, your face is all red and puffy around your eyes from all the crying you have done. I can tell you have a headache by just looking at you. I think you should just go and see her, take something for that headache and lie down for a little while and rest. I will see you at the convent after school lets out. Now go and see Mrs. Pennington Kimmie."

"Yes Sister Alice, I'm going."

Jeepers, I have to go and see that old battle axe! She will probably have me naked and do more things to me! How can you rest in Mrs. Pennington's office? I go down the two flights of stairs to Mrs. Pennington's office and she is there waiting for me. Sure enough, the first thing she does is undress me and put me on the bed. Next thing I know, she is sticking me in my bottom with a thermometer with a big gob of Vaseline on it and holds it in there for five-minutes!

"You have a fever Katie, and a headache. I need to give you something for both of those. Roll over on your tummy Katie."

"Um, why do I have to be on my tummy to take medicine Mrs. Pennington?"

"Because I said so Katie, now roll over on your tummy. I'm the nurse here and I know what is best to give you and how to give it." I roll over on my tummy and she goes to her small refrigerator and takes something out of a jar. She comes back over to me while she puts a glove on one hand. She puts a big gob of more Vaseline on two of her fingers and spreads my bottom open with her other hand. She starts making circles on my bottom hole with her fingers and then slowly works one of her fingers deep inside me. She moves it in and out and all around in a circle. Then I feel her stick something in there and hold it in there for a minute. Jeepers, it feels so strange, even worse than what she did yesterday. It tingles in there, I can feel it working and doing something. At least it isn't making me poop! I watch her go to her sink as she throws the glove away and washes her hands real good. She then fills a basin with hot water and soap. She puts that on a small cart and rolls it over to me. The cart has some towels on it and she begins to wash me from my feet up. She washes all the Vaseline off of and from between my bottom and then washes my back up to my neck, my arms and hands. Then she rolls me over and starts at my feet again.

She gets to Willy and my sac and says, "Next time you wash up yourself in the morning Katie, make sure you get all the old ointment, baby oil and powder off of you. You left too much of it on you, especially underneath your foreskin. Didn't your mommy teach you to wash under there Katie?"

"Um yes Mrs. Pennington, I must have forgotten to do it this morning."

"Well, you now have a severe rash. It's raised and very red, I will have to put some medicine on it or it will get worse. Don't ever forget about cleaning under your foreskin again Katie. If you get a bad infection under there, you will need to have an operation to fix it."

She finishes washing me up but Willy is now sticking straight up in the air and she has my foreskin pulled back and it stays like that. Once she pats me dry, she goes to her cabinet and gets that white diaper rash cream, the baby oil and baby powder and puts it on the cart. Then she goes to another cabinet and takes out some diapers! Jeepers, not again already! I see she has the blue snap on rubber pants with the baby boys in diapers printed all over it. She comes back over to me, puts three of those thick diapers together and lays them out flat near my bottom next to me. She sprinkles a lot of baby powder on them and rolls me on my side. She smears that white creamy stuff on my bottom, then the baby oil working it all over and even in my bottom hole. She rolls me on my back, spreads my legs real wide and does the same thing between my legs and to my sac. She uses the white cream all around the base of Willy, even my hips. Then she really puts a bunch on her fingers and works it all over Willy. She just massages it on him and works my foreskin over him only to pull it back again. She does this a lot of times and then she uses the baby oil and it feels even worse! She keeps working my foreskin over and back, over and back until it does it real easy like. I'm really tingling inside now! Willy feels all tingly and funny. She pulls my foreskin back one more time and adds baby powder this time. Then she has to work my foreskin back over it, because the baby powder doesn't let it slide anymore. She holds my Willy forcing it downwards as she pulls the diapers up between my legs. She makes them even tighter by pulling them up more as she pins one side and then the other real snug. She lifts my bottom up by holding my ankles and lifting my legs with one hand as she slips the blue rubber pants under me and then snaps them closed.

I watch her take the cart back, clean and put all the things away, wash and dry her hands. She goes to a drawer and takes out a package and opens it walking towards me. A pair of tights, white ones! She puts them on me and rolls me side to side as she works them up over the rubber pants. She rolls me on my tummy and I see her go and get a jar of something else. It's a cream and she puts on a pair of gloves before she uses it. She says, "Katie, this is a special massage cream that will help you relax and feel better." Oh, that does feel good. She massages my back and even my neck and arms and then rolls me over and massages my tummy. Hands, arms and ends up massaging it into my chest. I do feel really relaxed now. Once the massage cream is absorbed she rubs me down with baby powder. I feel her slip something over my feet and up my legs. It's a pink Onezy! She rolls me side to side again as she works it over the rubber pants and then sits me up and pulls it the rest of the way on me. It goes on easily because of the baby powder all over me. Then I feel her buttoning it at the back. This one has buttons! You can't just pull it off like the other kind. I see that this one is thin like the tights are and the blue rubber pants show through especially the baby boys in diapers! I thought that two layers of cloth would cover the prints and blue of the rubber pants, but they don't. She smiles and puts a pillow under my head and covers me with a sheet. I do feel really relaxed, close my eyes and I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I know she is carrying me not to the convent but upstairs through the school, right by all the students leaving for home! I feel so tired and sleepy; I can't keep my eyes open and drift off as we head up the stairs as the kids make way for Mrs. Pennington holding me dressed like a baby boy, diapered and with those rubber pants prints clearly in view. The next thing I'm aware of is waking up in that crib from last night. Sister Anne my teacher is sitting next to the crib in a chair watching me while holding a Rosary. She's been praying and her eyes are puffy from crying. "What's wrong Sister Anne, why have you been crying?" "Oh Kimmie, you're awake. I'm sorry dear, but I feel for you. Mrs. Pennington informed us that you have a severe rash with a little infection and it was our fault. You see, we should have made sure a child as young as you washed up carefully and we failed to do that. Now you have to wear diapers until the infection is cleared up. Mrs. Pennington insists that while you are here, that she and she alone does your personal care. I'm afraid that you will have to wear them to class in the morning Kimmie. She was wrong to carry you through the school building when the children were leaving and I told her that in no uncertain terms. She says she apologizes for doing that, but she was concerned and wanted Sister Alice to know how serious your condition is. I'm so sorry Kimmie, but I'm afraid the whole school saw you being carried to Sister Alice's office wearing what you are now. I've been praying for you Sweetheart, remember that as long as you have Jesus with you, you are never alone and unloved." "I know that Sister. I talked to Jesus today in church. That's why I was late getting back to class. Thank you for telling me about Him always being my friend no matter what and that He will always love me no matter what and most of all that He will forgive me if I ask Him and do a penance so I can prove to Him I mean it."

"Kimmie, that makes me feel much better about this. Just remember that sometimes the penance we are forced to do is something Jesus wants others to learn from as well as ourselves. That sometimes they seem so unfair, but He knows what He is doing and He always has a good reason for doing them. Sometimes we just don't understand why we are suffering so, but He knows, He always knows. That's why He will always be our best friend and love us no matter what happens. One other thing Kimmie, I wasn't here the other day. The Sisters told me what went on and I want you to know that I would have tried to stop it. I know some of them meant no harm by what they did, but they also know after they thought about it, that they did not take your feelings into consideration while this was all going on. Now Kimmie, if you ever are wondering what is going on and want to talk to me about anything, just ask me alright?"

"Alright Sister Anne and thank you, I need another friend. A friend I can talk to and will use words to talk back to me."

"Kimmie, you will be as safe as I can make it while you are in my classroom. I won't allow any of the children to bother you with teasing or their whispering nasty comments. It's going to be very hard on you, but just know that I'm there and whenever I can help you I will. Remember Kimmie, Jesus is your best and loyalist friend and He loves you more than any human being can love another. It is an unconditional love, just know that he forgives you and you can get through this."

"Thank you Sister Anne, I will try and remember. But Friday afternoon after school is out, I go to a house, to a room made into a nursery, filled with baby furniture and baby girls stuff. A house no longer a home like it was. A place where I don't feel wanted or loved. I will make it through okay, just so long as I can visit Jesus in church at least on Sundays. I know He doesn't care how I'm dressed if I don't have any control over it. I can be recharged then. Just make sure I get to church each Sunday and don't let my parent or relative keep me from church on Sunday okay?"

"Okay Kimmie, I will do my best to see that you get to church every Sunday at least."

We both looked up at once when we heard Sister Alice say, "I can guarantee you will be able to attend church every Sunday Katie. If you want to help your best friend Jesus each Sunday by volunteering to help in any way you can. Sister Anne can pick you up and bring you to the 8:00 morning Mass she always attends, you can then stay for the next Mass which I always attend. I can then assign you to volunteer doing something you can do. I'm sure your mother will approve and you can recharge every Sunday."

"Um thank you Sister Alice. I would like that."

"Very well, I will speak to your mother and see if she approves. If she does, then it will happen this Sunday and every Sunday after that until you decide to choose to stop volunteering.

"Now, it is time for your dinner and then Mrs. Pennington insists on doing your personal care until you go back to your own home. Then she will care for you just after lunch while the other children are at recess during the school week. I think that would be best and I feel you would rather be cared for then instead of being on the playground with the other children where problems may pop up."

"Yes Sister that would be better I think. Thank you."

"You see Katie; we are all not hateful and uncaring as you think we are. We do care and especially when it comes to church and your education. Now Sister Anne, if you would be so kind as to bring Katie with you for dinner, the others are waiting for your arrival to begin."

Sister Anne picked me up and set me down as I tried to walk, but stumbled and almost fell. I was a little dizzy and unsteady on my feet. I couldn't seem to get my coordination. She picked me up and carried me to the kitchen where 'for my own safety' I was put into the highchair. I still felt funny and couldn't move to well; my coordination just wouldn't work right. Mrs. Pennington was there for dinner and she felt me and said I still had my fever and needed to eat something and then she would make me feel better. Mrs. Lopez came in and smiled as she put one of those three sectioned baby plates in front of me and the rubber coated spoon. No sippy cup this time but a baby bottle of what Mrs. Pennington called Pedialyte. Some kind of water that had all the electrolytes and stuff I needed. A bib was put on me and Sister Anne fed me. I just had a few bites of it and started to feel queasy, so I didn't want anymore. Mrs. Pennington asked Sister Anne to feed me my bottle. I couldn't even hold that to drink from it! She took me out of the highchair and held me like a real baby as I drank the bottle of electrolytes. It was real sweet and it was good! I was real thirsty and drank it down. I think I fell asleep again because when I woke up, it was Mrs. Pennington who was carrying me back upstairs and into the crib room. She sat me up as Sister Alice undid the buttons and slipped the Onezy off of my upper body. I was laid on my back and everything else removed. I was bathed right there, and special attention given to Willy and that area. Once Willy was cleaned well and sticking straight up again with my foreskin pulled back, I was carried to the bathroom and laid in a tub with warm water and washed again. This time my hair was shampooed and conditioned. Willy stayed pointing up through the whole process, I know because I could feel it and see it standing straight up and real red looking. I was rinsed, wrapped loosely in a towel, with a towel wrapped turban style on my head and carried back to the changing table. Mrs. Pennington did the same thing she did before at school that day. This time, no powder on Willy after the baby oil, just powder on the diapers. Once I was diapered and the rubber pants put on me, the massage with the cream was done again, ending once more on my chest. This time though, just Willy was tingling and not inside my bottom like before. She still stuck that thing up my bottom hole, but it didn't tingle like it had before. I was dressed in the yellow nightie and laid in the crib. I was soon asleep.

Sister Alice and Nurse Pennington walked together and had a meeting of the minds in Sister Alice's bedroom. They talked about Katie Taylor. "Pearl, what is Katie's prognosis in the near future and what is your plan of action?"

"Alice, I started Katie on a suppository regime for night time. That will insure a bowel movement keeping Katie free from that embarrassment during the day. I will keep checking on the child during the night and change him when he is through having the BM. He will wake up nice and clean and none the wiser tonight. As for the rash, infection and the fever; I will treat him for the infection and the fever once he is cleaned up. I need to use the suppository method, since the oral medication is only in liquid form and is foul smelling and tasting. Katie would never take it by mouth. I have called Doctor Patty and she will be in my office for Katie's noon change. If he needs it, he will get a shot of antibiotics and a stronger acting cream for his penis and foreskin. That is where the infection is located. I called his mother and she has provided us with more rubber panties and another Onezy that will take us through Friday."

"Okay Pearl, Judy and Joan will provide us with all the necessary supplies we will need for Katie's care here. I assured her we have all the medical supplies he could need as well as the medications through our Doctor Patty. I recommended she make Katie a patient of Dr. Patty's and that will insure any of his medicinal needs will be through one source. She agreed to this, so that is also a done task. Sundays will be ours as well, since I have Katie volunteering to help at the 9:00 Mass. Katie will attend the 8:00 Mass with Sister Anne. Judy and Joan require Katie for the one-O'clock busy time at their store on Sunday. That gives you from 11:30 to 12:00 for a treatment on Sunday. That's a bonus for us and one more day to work with Katie. I think Katie will have to wear one of the uniforms for girls tomorrow morning. His pants will not fit over the diapers. That is unless he wishes to appear in class dressed only in tights and a Onezy, which I doubt very much. What about him being queasy Pearl?"

"Oh, I have something for that I started him on at dinner time tonight. The Pedialyte in his bottle had Dramamine added. We will add this to his fluids daily. In about two weeks, he should be fine and free from any vomiting. Dr. Patty will make sure that Judy has a good supply of the Pedialyte on hand for his bottles. We will know how well his body is coping by his penis and scrotum. His penis will stop having an erection and his testes will shrink until they disappear due to his age. His scrotal sac will tighten noticeably and then his mother will take it from there. I think that covers everything Alice, so I will return to stay with Katie and see you in the morning, goodnight."

"Goodnight Pearl, see you in the morning and God bless you for all you do around here."

No dreams tonight, just a deep, deep sleep. I thought I was moving during the night, but I guess I wasn't. I don't remember anything really, just a feeling I was moving and feeling something on my skin, but I would remember if that happened. I feel a little better this morning, not feeling so dizzy and queasy. I can move now without having my limbs refuse to move the way I want them. I know I'm wet, but at least I didn't poop. I better poop sometime though because I sure don't want anymore of those enema things! Today is going to be my real first day of hell. The kids will remember yesterday better than I do and I know Sister Alice will have me in girls clothes today. I just hope they aren't baby girl's clothes! These diapers I have to wear are too thick to wear my pants over them, so what's left for me to wear? An Onezy; no way will I appear in school just wearing one of those! They saw me like that yesterday and once is enough!

I was carried down to breakfast and sat in the highchair once again. Bib around my neck and fed rather hurriedly by Sister James. I was handed a sippy-cup of milk which she prodded me to drink quickly. I was removed and carried to the crib room, stripped and the usually long process was made in a series of quick business-like moves. Mrs. Pennington was fast but thorough as she washed the cream and baby oil off of me. Just a little powder had been used. Willy was once more standing straight up, but not as tingle and not as forcefully this time. My sac felt like someone had tightened it. I was laid in a tub of almost too hot water and scented oil poured over me as Mrs. Pennington left and Sister Alice took her place. No bubbles, just a layer of this oil formed a slick coating on the water, and as she used her hands it covered me as well. From me hair to my toes was covered by her hands with this scented oil. It smelled like roses and as she worked on Willy and between my legs her hands reached under and worked the oil on and into my bottom. My foreskin was worked back and forth, up, over and down again. Willy really tingled, but was not like a ramrod as before. He tingled just as much if not more, but the stiffness that usually was present as this happened did not occur. Sister Alice smiled and lifted me up to a sitting position. The hair lady walked in smiling and immediately started on my hair, shampooing, conditioning, perfuming and then rinsing. It was wrapped turban style as I was walked to the mini-hair salon. I saw myself in a mirror all shiny and glistening, my skin looking like it had been coated in gloss. I saw that my sac was tight against me no longer hanging down and Willy's head exposed the foreskin pulled back making Willy stick out only semi-rigid. I was made to stand, holding onto a towel bar near the sink as my turban was removed and my hair was blown and brushed. Sister Alice was using a very soft cloth wiping my body in small circles with this cool liquid. I felt my hair being braided and wound on my head, pinned and held in place. The hair lady then using a big puff of cotton washed my face neck and ears with this same liquid Sister Alice was using. I felt Sister Alice skip my front and bottom as she went down my sides and did my feet and legs. I saw her reach for a new cloth and some pinkish colored liquid as she continued on my bottom working between my bottom cheeks and continuing between my legs working in those small circles on my sac and then Willy. It stung as she reached Willy's head and under the foreskin, working it up and down, back and forth, leaving it once again pulled back. The stinging was mild but noticeable, my bottom hole and Willy's tip and just under it. My tiny shaft was inside me and numb like the rest of my skin, only those two areas with that mild stinging I could still feel. The hair lady changed my earrings, I could feel the pressure as she did it, for some reason I had closed my eyes, I could feel what they were doing better this way. I was lifted and carried to the crib room and laid on the changing table. I felt the already powdered diapers under my bottom as Mrs. Pennington took over. Sister Alice remained holding my legs apart and toward here as she stood from behind my head. My bottom in the air, legs apart I felt a slight cool sensation and a quick tiny push on first one bottom cheek and then the other. Cream, oil and something being inserted into my bottom being pushed all the way in; I could feel the pressure as her finger made its way deep inside me. I snuck a peek and Mrs. Pennington was smiling as she worked on Willy and my foreskin. It was the same cream she had given me those massages with; she worked it in well and made sure I was thickly coated down there. Sister Alice let my legs down and began diapering me as Mrs. Pennington worked that cream up my tummy, finishing with my chest and nipples. This time the massage cream was left coating me and not worked in as before. I could hear Sister Alice humming the hymn 'I Have A Friend In Jesus' as I felt a pair of rubber pants sliding over my feet and up to my thighs. These felt thicker and stiffer than the ones I had worn before. They crinkled as she pulled them on me. I was sat up, opened my eyes and saw that these rubber pants were thicker; at least three times thicker than the others I had previously worn. A very shiny, glossy pink in color with baby toys, bottles, and diaper pins printed all over contrasting sharply against the shiny pink background of these rubber pants. The prints seemed to jump out at you to be noticed as Mrs. Pennington pulled a silky pink, clingy undershirt over my head and covering my cream covered chest and tummy. I was stood up then, I felt and heard these rubber pants pulled up over the thick diapers as Sister Alice tucked everything neatly under them. I could hear these rubber pants crinkle with the slightest movement. My hands were raised as a petticoat was slipped over them until settled in place with the two ladies help. It wasn't as puffy as the baby girl ones were, but still puffy enough made so by the thick diapers. I heard it make that swishing noise as it slid over the rubber pants. It came to just above my knees. My hands were raised once again and I saw they were putting a uniform skirt on me. A uniform blouse was buttoned up and tucked into the skirt. Now the skirt, once zipped and buttoned in place, the pleats were almost stretched to capacity, holding the petticoat tight against my legs. The tie was next and I was sat down once more. White knee socks were slipped on and a pair of shiny black Mary Jane shoes was strapped to my feet. I saw that they were a little different than those worn by most of the younger girls. These had a two-inch cone shaped heel the older girls wore to school. Sister Alice and Mrs. Pennington smiled and told me how beautiful I looked. The hair lady came back in and unwound the braid she had made earlier. My hair now had waves to it as she brushed it out and tied it into a high girl's style ponytail tied off with a pink shiny ribbon as she clipped a small pink bow to the knotted ribbon. Sister Alice was holding one of the purses the girls all had, shiny black leather with a thin strap that went over one shoulder. She was holding it open as the hair lady coated my lips with a clear pinkish liquid from a small thin bottle. It brushed on like nail polish. It made my lips tingle and made them more pinkish, puffier and shiny. She did that thing with my eyelashes as I watched in the mirror as they lengthened and turned a darker color, almost black. She took me by the hand and started walking me towards a small table and I almost fell flat on my face. Sister Alice said, "Walk by placing the ball of your feet on the floor first and then the heel. Take small steps and you will do fine Katie."

I was walked around the room for a few minutes until walking was easy for me. I noticed how noisy the rubber pants were and adding to that crinkle was the swishing noise as the petticoat rubbed back and forth against the rubber pants as I walked. My bottom looked wider and bigger in the mirror I glanced at as I walked around that room. I was stood at the table and my hands placed on it with my fingers and thumb spread apart. They were cleaned and painted a shiny pink, the last coat being a clear shiny gloss. Sister Alice added a thin gold chain she clipped it closed around my neck, a tiny gold cross with a small diamond in the center. My new earring matched that cross.

Sister Alice told me to walk some more around the room and she would be back to fetch me for school. I walked around the room, stopping each round at the large mirror. Yes. My humiliation would start sooner than promised, but I really expected this. I had to admit I looked very pretty though; especially now with my lips puffier, fuller and a shiny reddish pink. My eyelashes looked very long and made one look at my deep sapphire blue eyes. They seemed to look like shiny deep blue pools that drew you into their depths. I smiled and if I were a girl I would be very pleased at how I looked, but as a boy, I saw the lie that I was dressed like this. I started walking again as Sister Alice came back to fetch me for school.

My new purse, strap over my shoulder one hand resting on the top of it, seemingly to show off my pretty pink colored nails. My heels tapping on the wooden floor as I walked, the swishing and crinkling sound as noticeable as the tapping of my new heels. The bottom of the skirt swishing back and forth with each step I took. The Sisters were also making their way to the school. Each pausing as they saw me, smiling and shaking their heads as each told me how beautiful I looked. I just smiled in return, dreading my reception from the other kids, especially the boys!

Sister Alice gave me one more bit of instruction as she had me sit and stand several times until I learned to hold my skirt correctly as I sat, keeping my legs together was impossible! The thick diapers prevented that and all who wanted to peek under my skirt as I was sitting would get a clear view of my silly baby pants.

It was now time as I finished practicing and all the other Sisters had left, she took my hand and we left the convent to walk through the playground and into the school.

We didn't go straight to my classroom as I had hoped we would, but made our way upstairs to Sister Alice's office, me being fully aware that anyone could see up my skirt as I ascended the stairway. Tap, swish, crinkle, crinkle, tap, swish, crinkle, crinkle was the sound coming from me as I walked. Willy and my bottom hole having a pulse beat of their own letting me know instantly when my heart beat raised and lowered. A very strange feeling it was. I was made to sit outside the office with my purse on my lap as the secretary made a big fuss over me and kept repeating to me and her what a very beautiful little girl I appeared to be. A few students walked into the office handing notes and asking for this and that before the bell was to ring. They entered did what they were going to do, turned and stopped dead and stared at me for a few moments. The secretary being ever so helpful introduced me to them each time. "Oh, have you met our newest student? This is Katie, Katie, this is…" That was with the girls of course, the boys stared most shook their heads and left, but a few of those that were known to always be in trouble snickered and whispered sissy and fag as they left.

I saw the secretary frown each time and write there name down. I knew those boys would regret speaking to me that way, but they got the first shots in. My two cousins ran up the stairs, I know it was them I heard running because I turned to see who it was. They saw me and stopped, stared and smiled. They too began the accolades of how I looked.

"Oh Katie, you are beautiful; you are the prettiest little girl in the whole school!"

If they meant to cheer me up, that wasn't going to work. My face must have told them that as they started to say something else. Sister Alice came out of her office and asked my two cousins to escort me to class. We started down the stairs as we heard the bell ring. We still had to walk the length of the hallway as the kids and Sisters filed in by class from outside. I received a stare from everyone as we made our way towards my classroom. You could clearly hear the mumbles and whispers as we went. You could also clearly hear the tap, swish, crinkle, crinkle sounds I was making as I walked. The crinkle sound making a few break out in giggles and laughter.

I might look pretty, but I sure didn't look happy as I entered the already filled classroom and my twin cousins each kissing one of my cheeks and giving me a hug in the doorway set a few more giggles and laughter going in my classroom. I turned and held my head up high as I smiled at Sister Alice who smiled back. This time I wanted to see the reactions from my fellow classmates as eye looked right at each of them as I slowly made my way to my desk. Utter stillness, no sounds other then my tap, swish, crinkle, crinkle, as I made my way. The girls just stared open mouthed, the boys at first smiled and snickered, but then they too just stared with open mouths as I finally reached my goal and sat down facing the front and looking at a beaming Sister Anne. There was an envelope on my desk. One of those paper sized manila envelopes with the little metal clasp that held it closed. It had my name written in a script style on one of those address label stickers. I peaked inside as those classmates closest to me tried to peek to see what was inside as well. It was my two copies I had colored of the caterpillar and the butterfly. I saw a third uncolored one with a yellow sticky note attached. I pulled each out and laid them on my desk top as Sister Anne called attendance. My closest classmates to me all craned their heads and saw my coloring job. I paused letting each of them get a good look at my two caterpillars and then flipped them over as each classmate gasped as they saw and then read what I had written. I then heard "Katie Taylor" and I had to stand and say present, I sat once more holding my skirt as I sat back down as I was taught to do. I put the already colored pictures back into the envelope and slipped them into my desk keeping the uncolored one on the desktop.

We were reminded that the pictures were due tomorrow for those who had not turned them in already. Then lessons began. I paid very close attention to everything in class and Sister Alice, more so than ever before. I found myself taking notes for the first time. No one took notes, but I found it not only kept me focused on the topic, but kept me from thinking about my present situation, preventing me from getting lost thinking negative thoughts and letting my mind wander.

Before I knew it, our first break was upon us and every one that needed the restrooms lined up. The others lined up to receive their milk carton, either white or chocolate. The drinks were handed out first and then they made their way to the restrooms downstairs, Sister Anne leading the way. As soon as she had left two of the six girls remaining in the classroom came up to me. All the boys had left to use the restrooms. They asked to see my pictures so I took out the envelope, opened it and let them see both versions. I marked them with a number one and a number two so they would know which I colored first. Then after they saw and read what I had written, Janice, asked me, "Katie, what does this mean here?"

"Oh, that was the second one I colored and the blue by birth means I was born a boy."

"I got that part, but what does the rest mean, I don't get it?" "Colored by a mistake means that the pink in the caterpillar was caused by my prank and me having to dress as a girl in diapers today and on Monday as a little baby girl in diapers. The punished by all means, that everyone here will have a hand in my punishment. They will either, giggle and laugh at me, like what has already happened and say nasty things to me and that has already happened."

Gloria asked, "But what about the butterfly side. What does that mean?" "The butterfly represents the caterpillar all grown up. My punishment will be over by then, but everyone will still remember what I had to be dressed up as and they will never forget. There will always be someone who makes a comment about my punishment time. So it really will never end. Even after it officially ends, I will be reminded of it often enough and any knew kids will be told about it. I will always be the little baby girly-boy called Katie."

Linda said, "Well, I think you are very pretty and you don't look like any girly-boy to me. You look just like a girl, you always have really. I think you looked more like a girly-boy when you were dressed in the boy's school uniform."

"Um, but I am a boy Linda, no matter what I look like. I can't help the way God made me. You see, that's why I have no friends. I'll never have any friends as the boy I am. Maybe if I didn't have to wear these stupid diapers, people would be fooled I was a little girl and then I would have a few friends. But, now everyone everywhere knows what I am and all about my punishment. You can thank my two cousins for letting the girls know it was me dressed up like a baby girl at my parent and relative's store."

"You mean the story your mommy owns?"

"No, I don't have a mommy anymore. I have a parent. The name mommy means that she loves you and cares about you. My mother doesn't love me or care about me anymore after the horrible prank I did. Neither does my aunt or my cousins. People who love one another don't do to each other what they have done and are doing to me."

"You talk like a teacher, you know that Katie?"

"I'm sorry, I can't help it. I think about things all the time. I have lots of time by myself to think."

Barbara asked, "Are you going to color the other one?"

"Yes, and I think I will just color the background black and the rest colors of hope for a better future."

"You're too smart Katie Taylor! You talk like my mommy and daddy do. Why do you talk so funny, like you're already all grown up?"

"Maybe I am, but I'm still smaller than everyone else, and I sure don't look grown up. All the grown ups say I look like a beautiful little baby girl!"

"Um, but you do Katie. I don't think you look like a baby really, but you are very beautiful and I think you should stay a girl. If you do I will be your friend!"

"Um, thanks Barbara, but I'm really a boy under all of this remember?"

"Nope, I don't think you're a boy at all. I think you are a girl pretending to be a boy and always was."

With that said she went back to her desk and took out her own butterfly and brought it back for me to see.

I was surprised to see it half pink and half blue.

"Um, do you want to be a boy or what does this mean Barbara?"

"No, I don't want to be a boy, but my older brother makes me play boy stuff with him and he calls me his little brother Billie when we do. I'm sort of half a sister and half a brother he says. I think you should meet him, I bet he would be your friend."

"Um, maybe, but I have to be dressed as a baby-girl for a long time from now.

Maybe months and even longer if my parent and relative get their way."

"Oh, well if my older brother can have me as his little brother, then I can have you be my baby sister. We can be friends now. I'll ask my mommy today when she picks me up."

She went happily back to her seat with a big smile on her face and I just sat there confused.

All the kids came back in either pairs or more. They lined up and got their drinks as Mrs. Pennington came into the room and handed me a sippy-cup full of that stuff. I drank it all sucking on the lippy part. I felt my lips when I did that. They still feel puffy and like they are coated with rubber. I saw no pink lipstick on the lippy part of the cup and it must be that this stuff hardens a bit.

I felt a huge tingle and kept myself from squirming just in time. I felt the pee come out of Willy and it tickled a lot on the inside. My bottom hole I felt wiggle at the same time. It made me shudder it felt so intense. The pee had just come out; I didn't feel it until it started flowing and tickling me. We started lessons again and soon it was lunch time. I stayed behind again and waited. I looked out the window once again to see the mothers with their babies and little girls. Those are the ones I paid attention to. This time I saw a little girl wearing what I had worn at the store. I was surprised and for some reason happy seeing this. They attracted a good bit of attention from passers bye, especially the older ladies.

Sister Alice showed up and walked me to the convent for lunch. Mrs. Lopez had the highchair in the kitchen this time and gave me a sympathetic smile. She wrapped me in this large bib cape that covered everything including my arms and hands. I was told to keep my hand down as Mrs. Lopez fed me a ham sandwich that had been pureed. My sippy cup was filled with warm tomato soup and she held that for me to suck. When I was finished she washed my face and set me free only to have me lie on the couch as she handed me a baby bottle filled with that electrolyte stuff. I finished that and set the bottle down. Mrs. Pennington came over to me and picked me up and carried my upstairs to stand next to the changing table as I was stripped to my rubber pants and Sister Alice took each item and laid them carefully on the crib rail. Once again laid on my back on the changing table we went through that ritual. The cleansing first, but this time Mrs. Pennington used the massage cream on and around Willy, but the cream had changed a little. No longer was it a as fluid as it was before, now it was more like a paste. Willy did not become stiff at all either, it remained flaccid, but the tingling sensation had been increasing with each application. I felt Mrs. Pennington's finger penetrate my bottom hole as she worked the paste well and deeply into me. No longer stinging; more like making me more sensitive there and deep inside me. Once again I began to feel my pulse in those areas, with each beat of my heart, a tingle rushed through me. No as intensely as when she was massaging the paste and stroking my skin; a mild tingle that felt more as a rhythmic sensation like, tingle, numb, tingle numb, which repeated itself over, and over again.

I felt extremely tight down there, as if someone had held my skin firmly making it taught and smooth. I peeked down as Mrs. Pennington forced my foreskin over Willy's head once more. All I could see was the foreskin hanging loosely over a very smooth front, my scrotum no longer a sac at all, but molded as two small pillows divided in the middle with my foreskin resting at the very tip of the two pillows. Mrs. Pennington turned to Sister Alice and said, "The infection is getting worse, I'm glad Dr. Patty will be here any second now. She will know what to do next. Katie, Dr. Patty is your new doctor. Your mother selected her for you. So don't worry dear, she has your long term health and welfare in mind as she treats you."

At that very moment a lady who seemed to be too young to be a doctor walked in the room carrying a doctor's black bag in her hand. She said, "Hello Nurse Pearl, and Sister Alice, this must be my new patient Kim Taylor. Hello Kim, I'm Dr. Patty and will be caring for you from now on. Let me examine him Pearl."

"Yes, I have seen this before, but in Africa among a primitive tribe deep in a jungle paradise named when translated means 'Flowers of Life Everlasting Youth and Death'. I will tell you the story some time Kim. But now we must treat you so you can get well. Nurse Pearl, Sister Alice, I'm afraid the infection has advanced too far for treatment here. Kim must be transported to my clinic as soon as possible. Diaper him, get him dressed and I will take it from here. I need to use your phone to call his mother."

She made the call as Sister Alice and Mrs. Pennington diapered me and dressed me. I heard Dr. Patty's side of the conversation with my parent. "Mrs. Taylor? Dr. Patty, I'm afraid Kim's infection has turned septic. It has reached his blood stream and he has a persistent fever that must be treated immediately. No, it is not life threatening at this moment, but it is doing irreversible damage to his groin area now. I am transporting him to my clinic and I will send Nurse Pennington to fetch you and bring you there alright? Yes, Mrs. Taylor, it is a fully functioning clinic, a mini-hospital fully staffed and equipped with the latest equipment and pharmaceuticals. Oh, I'm sure Kim will be fine in just a few days if we get his fever and the infection under control quickly. Okay, see you in about an hour then? Fine, I will begin treating him with your permission as soon as we get there; alright Mrs. Taylor, bye for now." They call this dressed? Those stupid rubber baby pants, knee socks, the low heals and the petticoat. No undershirt, no blouse, no skirt! Jeepers! Dr. Patty comes over to me and tries to pick me up, but I refuse saying I wouldn't go outside dressed like this. I'm hurriedly put into the blouse and skirt, and then whisked away to Dr. Patty's Hummer II. Nice wheels, I find myself being strapped into a car seat that had been adjusted in a reclining position and once strapped in handed a baby bottle of that electrolyte stuff. This stuff is almost sickly sweet, sort of a mixture of weird tasting liquids masked by the overwhelming sweetness of it. We drive away slowly and I find I can't see anything but the clear blue sky out the windows. The regularly spaced street lights breaking up the view until those disappeared and only the occasional tree tops came into my view for a nana-second. I had finished the bottle and found myself relaxing and peeing on myself. I knew that because of the unrelenting tingle peeing created now. It was so intense I shuddered and gasped. Then I heard.

"It's okay Kim; we will have you fixed up in no time. We will get rid of the infection and the fever. Your mommy will be with you shortly Cutie, she is really worried about you."

"She isn't my mommy anymore, just my parent and mother. She is worried about me; she's worried about losing a known profit maker."

"That's a fairly harsh thing to say about your mommy Cutie. Why don't you tell me about it so I can understand your side of things?" So, I told her. I don't know why, but I told her everything as we drove along and as I watched the clear blue sky and occasional tree top come into my view. I felt the Hummer II slowing and making a sharp turn. Then we sped up again and I was seeing a lot more tree tops go zipping by my window.

I had finished my story and Dr. Patty said, "Well, that was a real crappy thing to do and it cost her lots of money to keep you out of deeper trouble. I even bet she paid the extra overtime costs so there wouldn't be any further trouble from the church diocese later on. That makes the total cost go way up, probably more in the tune of two-thousand dollars, not the nine-hundred you are thinking about. So, they haven't mentioned the other locks you glued shut have they?"

"Um, I forgot about those other ones."

"Were they the same kind as those on the lockers?"

"Um, no, some were cabinet locks and one was to a heavy metal cabinet that had two big key holes in it."

"Oh dear me, you glued the key locks for a safe?"

"Um, was that what that thing was?"

"I'm afraid so Cutie. Now you're talking real big bucks!"

"Real big bucks; what do you mean?"

"Well, the cabinets, if they are security cabinets will have to be broken into to get them open so what ever is in them can be removed. That means not only the lock, but the whole cabinet has to be replaced. As for the safe, I'm afraid the same is true. Now you might be in the neighborhood of four to five-thousand dollars Cutie."

"OH NO, not that much; Jeepers Dr. Patty, I didn't think it would destroy anything. I thought they could use some solvent to get rid of the glue!" "Kim, considering all of this, I think your mommy and Auntie are justified with your present punishment. You have acted like an unthinking, spoiled little brat. Even the reason you did this was a selfish one, only thinking of what you were about to gain by ruining other peoples things. And to do this knowing that these boys wanted you to be thinking of other pranks to pull on the school and on the girls by other boys! Kim, what in the world made you do something so stupid, cruel and blind?"

I started to cry then, I couldn't help it. I just didn't realize how stupid and destructive I really had been. I felt so bad about it, much worse than before. No wonder Sister Alice was treating me more severely now than she did at first. What must mother and Aunt Joan be thinking and feeling about me now? I mean, my punishment seemed to be so over the top before, but now? Now I deserved everything I got and more! To think I have been thinking that I was so mature and a better thinker than the other kids my age. "…that's it; I thought the wrong things and really didn't think at all. I did it for selfish reasons and refused to think things all the way through. I just thought of how to do the prank and what I was getting out of it. I didn't think of the real damage it could cause or to even check to see if solvent would really work to clean the glue back out. I really screwed up bad this time. I'll never be able to pay back that much money in a few weeks, it will take months and maybe even a year to pay all that money back!" 'Hey Sweetie, how much can you earn doing that walking talking modeling thing?" "Um, I don't know Dr. Patty. I would make a percentage of the commissions on the items bought."

"Oh, you will make only a percentage of the commission on each of the items Kim?"

"Um, yup, that's what my mother offered us."

"You said us, who is us, Kim?

"My two cousins, they're eight-years old and twins; we're supposed to model together."

"Well, some more bad news I'm afraid, Cutie. It will take you years to pay all that back based on what you told me. The good news is, you make a very beautiful little girl Kim. Just imagine how bad it could be if you looked like a boy wearing these outfits."

"Yeah, that would make it worse, but it's still real bad. I know I deserve it. The hard part is that it will never really end even after I don't have to dress up like a baby girl anymore."

"I understand you Kim, there will always be those that remember and talk about it. They will point you out to others and tell them the story. There is something you can do to make things better for yourself though Kim." "Really, and what is that Dr. Patty?"

"Well, several things actually, you can make this into a school project and keep a journal about what happens. Like how the other kids react and what they say and do about your punishment. You know and like how the adults and children that don't know you're a little boy and not a baby girl react to you and what you are wearing. Then of course you can keep a scrap book and even write a book about all this after your punishment ends."

"Yeah, that might help me cope better too."

We discussed different ways for me to cope with my being humiliated and turn the humiliations into something else. I guess, what it boils down to is all in how I react to things. Funny what goes through your mind when you are thinking things through. I remembered the caterpillar and the butterfly pictures I'm supposed to color again and how differently I would color them now. We slowed down and came to a stop, then took a sharp left and sped up again. About a minute later we stopped again and I heard a gate open and we drove into a garage I think. I know we drove into or under a building. The ceiling was made out of cement and had soft lighting that gave off an orange color. We came to a stop again and this time Dr. Patty turned the engine off and stepped out. My door opened and I saw two pretty nurses next to a wheelchair and one of them came in and took me from my car seat. I was placed onto the wheelchair and buckled in. The nurse that took me from the Hummer II said, "Oh you poor little girl, so pretty and so sick; don't worry little princess, we will have you better in no time at all. Dr. Patty is the best doctor in the world baby." Oh jeepers, I wonder if this would continue, or they would be told the truth. From an orange tinted cement garage, into a well lit and colorful hallway. I was wheeled through two sets of automatic doors and taken down a long hallway covered in paintings and pictures. The walls were painted in pastel shades all worked into each other in a swirling pattern. We came to a door marked T-P2 and one of the nurses used her ID Badge and inserted it into a slot and put her thumb on this little light pad. The door opened and in we went. Dr. Patty had turned down a different hallway as we entered the building. The two nurses started talking to each other and talked to me only when they wanted me to either do something or let me know when they were going to do something to me. One said, "Okay princess, time to stand up and let us get you ready for Dr. Patty. I heard your mommy is on her way here, so she will be with you in a little while baby."

I was unbuckled from the wheelchair and stood up. One of the nurses took the chair away while the other began undressing me. They started talking to each other than.

"Sharon, we have the prep of washing and doing a thorough skin cleansing from the neck to the knees. Our little princess will be put into the full open position after the blind is set up. Oh, and she is to be given a bottle of warmed prep drink she is to drink it all down before we get Dr. Patty and her mommy."

"Okay Cindy, Kimmie Honey, once we have you on the examination table, I'm going to give you a bottle for you to drink. You have to drink it all up and then your mommy and Dr. Patty can come in okay baby?"

"Okay Nurse Sharon, I will drink it all as quick as I can." "Good girl, I knew you would be a sweet little baby when I first saw you. A well behaved little girl, aren't you princess?"

My diapers were taken off and they showed no surprise at all! I was expecting them to tell me how sorry they were about calling me a baby girl, but when I looked down, all there I saw was a slit between two puffy mounds and my a little of my foreskin peeking out at the top of the slit! Jeepers, what had happened to me? That infection must be bad!

"Oh our poor baby is all wet, don't worry Sweetums, we will have you feeling and smelling nice and fresh in a minute."

Cindy picked me up and laid me down on the ice cold, rubber padded examination table as Sharon wheeled over a cart that had a tank on it and two hoses with nozzles coming out of the bottom of the tank. I helped into a sitting position and sprayed all over with the green colored nozzle by Cindy. Sharon had put on a pair of rubber gloves and was washing me from the back of my neck down as far as she could get while I was sitting up. I was laid back down and Cindy sprayed me all over the front of me as Sharon once again washed me from my neck down skipping my groin area but washing my legs and feet. I was made to sit up again and Cindy used the blue nozzle to rinse me and the table off. Cindy put the tank on wheels away as Sharon changed gloves and dried me and the table dry. They both helped me lie down on my back and then hooked these attachments to the next to the foot of the examination table. I was handed the bottle of stuff and they hung this cloth curtain up, but kept it rolled up until I had finished the bottle of syrup like liquid. It tasted like a mixture between salty and sweet. It took a little while because it was like syrup and was harder to suck from the nipple of the bottle. I lifted it up when I was done to show them I had finished it. It was real hard for me to talk, that syrup stuff numbed my whole mouth and I started to drool all over myself. Cindy said, "Oh good job Sweetums; now, your mouth will be getting numb so don't try to talk. I'm going to turn your head to the side for a few minutes and put an absorbent cloth under your head like a pillow. This will soak up what leaks out of your mouth baby. Your mommy and Dr. Patty will be here in a second. We have to put a cloth screening up that will just fit over your neck and hook to the table. That's so you aren't tempted to move your head and look at what the Doctor is doing down there. You have to keep your head to the side or you will choke, so no trying to peek okay Honey pie?"

I nodded because all that was coming out of my mouth was drool and I couldn't even move my tongue or lips at all now. I couldn't feel them either. They put up that screen and it had a circle cut out of it that fit over my neck and then they hooked it to the table. That's when I felt them moving my legs and lifting them into something. I felt them strap my legs, thighs and waist, when that part of the table was removed. My bottom was now in the air, no longer resting on the table. I felt them click something in place and soon my feet and ankles were strapped tight as well. Then, they spread my legs open real wide and I heard another click. I tried to close my legs, but they were now locked in that position. Full open position was right! Jeepers, I was as exposed as I ever would be!

I heard the door swoosh open and saw my mother as she came into my viewing range, which wasn't far! She came rushing over to me and said, "Oh Katie, everything's going to be alright Sweetheart. Dr. Patty is going to make you all better and we will get through all of this together. We've had a few talks and I know she has let you know about the other damages and close to the amount those damages cost Auntie Joan and me. I don't want you to worry about that at all, just know that Sister Alice, Sister James and the church diocese have worked something out with us. Bishop Curling will be visiting us when you are better to let us know what the diocese wants you to do for them. They picked up the costs to replace that safe you ruined. The school picked up the costs for the cabinets you ruined and we paid for the locks and the overtime costs plus donated new uniforms for all the girls and the girl's sports teams. "Now, just know that we all love you, I love you, Lillie loves you, Lucy loves you and Auntie Joan loves you. Remember that no matter what we are here for you."

She was stroking my face and hair as the tears fell from both our eyes, and I felt someone washing me between my legs and bottom. They were doing a very careful job even though it made me tingle like crazy when they did my bottom-hole, and Willy.

I felt both my arms being straightened and strapped down. I felt a sharp sting, first in one arm and then the other; shortly after that, nothing at all. "Judy, Katie is asleep now, let Cindy help you gown and glove so you can stand by me and see what is going on and what I am doing alright?"

"Thank you Dr. Patty, I don't want to leave Katie now." After she had gowned and gloved, Judy stood next to Dr. Patty as the doctor explained everything to her. Judy took one look at her son's groin and said, "Oh my God, what happened to him?"

"The infection started under the foreskin where it joins the penis. Unless someone pulls it back to the full extent, this area is overlooked. Now, because of Kim's age and underdevelopment, it didn't take long for the infection to penetrate the skin layer and enter his system. Nurse Pennington used the topical methods and the antibiotics to try and draw out the infection. This worked, but it also drew in Kim's penis and testes. As the infection was drawn out, it pulled and tightened or firmed up the inner dermas of the skin. Now the decision you must make is, do I operate and surgically free the skin layers so he can at least somewhat appear as a little boy; or do I let his body heal on its own? there? One other thing Judy, I'm going to have to make a new urethra for him. If he keeps urinating through his penis in its present location; the infection will keep going, being fed by the bacteria. Let me show you" Dr. Patty spread the two mounds exposing what foreskin was left showing. "You see this is what is left of Kim's foreskin. When he urinates, there is some retention inside and under the inner foreskin we can no longer view. If we leave it this way, he will keep getting an infection, one after the other if it goes away at all."

"But, Dr. Patty, how can you do that without making a big scar and opening him up with a long incision?"

"Microsurgery Judy, I make two very small incisions; one for the mini-cam and one for the microsurgical unit. That one will be made right where the new urethra will be. So, only one tiny scar inside Kim's belly button will be left and that can't be seen."

"Okay then Dr. Patty, go ahead."

"For this part Judy, I think you had better go and have a coffee alright?"

"Okay, Dr. Patty, let me know as soon as you are through with Kimmie, alright?"

"Okay Judy, now go and relax, this is a straightforward operation."

Dr. Patty made a few cosmetic changes to help Kim appear more natural. Once the urethra was completed and sutured in place. She extracted his tiny penis, and injected a solution that would cause the opening in his penis to close, making the interior membranes fuse together. Coating the outside of his penis as well as the head with a chemical peeling agent, she removed several layers of skin, before coating the shaft of the tiny penis with the same fusing agent. She reinserted his penis with the cavity leaving the head exposed; trimming the now exceedingly long and empty foreskin to form a clitoral hood and the inner lips which she once again used the fusing agent and surgical glue to adhere in place. A remarkable job, Kim now appeared for all intents and purposes as the little girl he appeared to be to everyone else but himself. With the knowledge and special herbs and plant extracts she obtains from her yearly vacations to the African jungle and tribe of medicinal healers. Dr. Patty would have Kim up and walking, completely healed in just three days. By then he would be well on his way to be truly transformed and trapped in an anti-aging process that would slow his growth substantially. With the regimen he was now on, he would age at a ratio of one to five. That is, it will now take Kim five years before his body showed a sign of growth equaling to one year. Further, the added natural solutions would quickly modify Kim's DNA to change to that of a girl's. That in turn would cause more of a redistribution of Kim's fatty tissues, change his glandular structure and even his brain would be transformed. Nothing would be left of the male components of Kim's body as even his bone structure would be altered. Kim is on a one way road now, all going toward femininity. Once Dr. Patty has convinced Judy that Kim would never be a boy again; she would begin the process of creating his new vagina. Once started, the natural herbs and plant extracts would once again take over finishing the job. Dr. Patty was once called Dr. Patrick, but that was many years ago. He was twenty-three years old when he went on the wilderness safari to find and locate the secretive African tribe hidden deeply in an almost impenetrable jungle. Dr. Patrick knew a secret though, one he had learned through his research into myths and legends of ancient healing processes and the plants and substances used to accomplish them.

He had stumbled across a handwritten Latin text, which was supposedly written down by a Jesuit priest as told to him by one of the members of that tribe. The claims were so outrageous, that no other person reading this transcript would believe it and it was shelved and kept in the archives. Eventually stored away and forgotten by all. Dr. Patrick removed it secretly from the archives and only he knows the truth. He wasn't a popular man, but he was a rich young man thanks to an inheritance from an aunt of his who adored him. That is what he used to bankroll his safari. Following the clues in the transcript and two months of searching through the jungle, he found the location of the herb that would allow him to see secretive signs marking a trail that would lead him to the tribe of ancient healers.

One more month of following this trail, he left his encampment and those that had traveled with him, never to return to them. Sadly, those that traveled with him became hopelessly lost in the jungle as each sought a way back out. Not one survived. Dr. Patrick did find that tribe and was welcomed. He gave the elder of the tribe the one copy of the manuscript, thus insuring the tribe's safety and secret location from any other incursions.

He was taken into the tribe and taught the basics as every child of that tribe was taught. When he showed a great aptitude for learning and remembering quickly, they initiated him into the tribe. He was given the gift of One in Seven. That gift had a price! Once started on this regime of herbs and extract solutions, his body was transformed into a woman's. Only very minor surgeries were performed to make this change a reality. All the elder had to do was make two holes in his groin; one for the new urethra and one for the vagina. The elder added a solution to each hole and the process took over from there. That is exactly what Dr. Patty had done to Kim. No micro-surgery had been performed at all. The trimming and extra little bits she had done were to fool her nurses, not for any real need to do it though.

It was explained to the now Dr. Patty, with any change made through the use of the herbs and extracts, the balance of nature had to be maintained. To do that, the processes asked and demanded a price. A female wishing the gift of one-in seven, would be transformed into a male. The cut off point was one-in four. You maintained your present sex at that ratio. Anything over that and you would be transfigured into the opposite sex. That included your brain and everything else your body needed to change to make it total and complete. It took just one year for all the transfigurations to be completed.

Dr. Patty studied with the tribe for seven years and returned back to the United States. She acquired a new identity and put herself through medical school and specialized in pediatrics. Now, once a year for a month, she would go back to Africa and visit her tribe of healers. She would replenish her stocks of herbs and extracts for those that were only found at that location and learned more with each trip. Once every seven years, she left for a year and brought someone with her to the tribe. Her price she paid for her freedom to leave the tribe and return home. She now had her payment for next year, her fourteenth trip, Kim Taylor.

Dr. Patty walked in and sat next to Judy. She told her everything had gone superbly well and that she expected Kim to be able to return home and with full activity in just three days. Judy was extremely happy to hear this. Dr. Patty had given Judy a special herb tea that allowed her to make suggestions that triggered deep in Judy's subconscious. She said, "Judy, there is a complication that will change Kim's life from now on though. His testes have been dissolved and reabsorbed into his system. The infection was a radical one and it was particularly ravenous in Kim's pelvic region. The changes it has made are permanent ones. It is particularly fortuitous that Kim has this type of punishment because he will need to be kept in diapers for a year. You will need to apply a medicinal cream to his groin and chest area at least twice a day and have him drink a medicinal solution two times a day, which is every twelve hours. Once in the morning and once at night, you choose the hour and we will begin with his first treatment.

"Judy, I think it would be to Kim's advantage for you to make his transition as complete as possible. By saying that I mean for you to teach him how to be a girl by guiding him through the process like any mother would do with their daughter. Having two young girls just three years his senior will help greatly. Once they see his groin area, they should be allowed to do anything together including changing, bathing and anything else girls do together." "Oh Dr. Patty, you mean to tell me that Kimmie is now my daughter and no longer my son?"

"Judy, Kimmie can no longer grow into becoming a man. Once he reaches puberty, he will not develop as the other boys do. He has lost both of his testicles Judy. Utterly and completely lost, there is no way he can develop into a young man or produce sperm. Fortunately, his body is for some reason, adapting itself toward a female development. I have taken samples and have sent them off to the lab and also some to a friend of mine that is a geneticist and an endocrinologist. I think that Kimmie's blood work analysis will show he has a higher level of female hormonal bodies and other particular female components in his system. I say this do to what I have seen both during his examination and what I saw during the operation. I will let you know more as soon as I get the results and consult with my friend and colleague." "Thank you Dr. Patty. I've always felt that Kimmie was more girl than boy. He has always been a very beautiful child and his lack of physical development in the male area always made me wonder. His other doctor just told me he was a late bloomer. That once he reached or got close to puberty he would shoot up and out. I really didn't believe him, Kimmie has always been a very pretty child and everywhere we go, people mistake him for a little girl. It doesn't matter how he is dressed either."

"Yes, well that was a male doctor and they tend to be less concerned with things until children get closer to puberty or even reach it until they will act on something dealing with development issues. I have few concerns really with Kimmie's future physical development as a female, but I am very concerned with his mental state. I think it would be best to have him see a very good friend and colleague, Dr. Swan. She is a psychiatrist and specializes in gender issues with children. I would also suggest that we all adopt the practice of using female expressions and referring to Kimmie as Katie and as a female. Use any pet names in their feminine form. This will get Katie used to this and it will become automatic for her to recognize and respond to these forms when referring to her."

"It's funny you mention that Dr. Patty. It is very hard for my sister and me as well as her two girls to remember to use 'he' and 'him' when referring to Kim… Katie."

"Well Judy, would you like to be with your daughter for when she wakes up?"

"Oh yes, and thank you again Dr. Patty."

I woke up feeling sick and very weird. I was numb all over and my movements were so slow and disconnected shortly after I attempted to move. I would tell my leg to bend and it would take a second or two before it would start to bend and then just when it started to bend, it would just relax and lie still as it was before; the same with my arms and fingers. I was could sense that I was naked as I stared at the ceiling and as I moved my eyes around I heard a door swish open. My mother was smiling at me as she gave me a kiss and stroked my cheek, which I could not feel. At least I wasn't drooling all over myself still, but my mouth and throat were dry.

Nurse Sharon came into view and using a small cup, poured a tiny bit of liquid into my mouth. She said, "Okay Katie, in a few minutes you will start to feel better and I have something I want you to drink for me. Your mommy will hold your bottle for you baby and I want you to drink it all like a good little girl."

Oh jeepers, is this lady for real? I guess she knows about my punishment so she is just carrying this a little bit too far. Oh well, I better get used to being treated like this. I mean, it will be a few months and maybe even longer before I get my boy clothes back.

I did feel much better a few minutes later. I could move my jaw, head lips and tongue well. Then I see the bottle and the nipple being put into my mouth. I suck on it and start drinking the semi-sweet liquid. It is warm, but still refreshing. My mother sits me up and I get a good look at myself as she pats my back until I let out a loud burp.

OH MY GOD! I've changed again! There is a tube coming out of the slit I see. My pee is in that tube and I can't feel a thing down there, not even the now familiar tingling sensation I usually have.

My mother says, "I think this will make things a lot easier for you Katie. You look just like a little girl down there now. All the infection is gone now Katie, you have just got to heal up a little. Dr. Patty says you can come home in just a few days. Auntie Joan and I have set up everything and you will love your new room Sweetheart. Even your cousins helped paint and decorate it. We converted that big room off of the kitchen into your new room. I know this is going to be difficult for you Princess, but I have thought about things more and I bought you a few things that are not for a baby girl. In the corner next to the door you will find a corner desk with a new computer and the X-Box you have wanted. It's all set up and ready to go for when you come home. I decided being dressed as a baby girl for a whole year was punishment enough for what you have done. That's how long it will be before you can go back to dressing your age. Now before you go off on another one of your tizzies, I want you to know that Dr. Patty has said that because of the treatments you need, you will have to be kept in diapers for a year anyway. So, your punishment has worked in your favor a little bit. All the other people who know about your punishment will think that is why you are still wearing the diapers. If your punishment was only for the original month or so, you would be wearing a pair of pants with a big puffy bottom for sure. Then what do you think they all would say? So, this works out for all of us now.

"Oh, everyone at the store and a lot of our customers want to see you again and soon. You were a big hit at the store you know. You do make a very beautiful little girl Katie. Oh Sister Alice wants to know what middle name you want to use for your ID at school. They are going to go to photo ID's and she has you listed as Katie Taylor, but you need a middle name. I told her I would ask you because you might have someone you want to honor by having their name as your middle name."

"Um…"

It's still a little hard for me to talk, but I kept trying until I got it out. "Um, Anne; I think I want my middle name as Anne. Sister Anne has helped me more than the others, so I will use her name. Is that okay mother?" "That's really nice princess, I think Sister Anne will love that. But, little girls call their mother's mommy, not mother. I know you are mad at all of us, but please understand that we all still love as much, if not more now, than we did before all this had happened Katie."

"Um, okay mommy, I'm sorry for thinking that you all hated me and just wanted to use me."

"That's partly my fault princess; you just looked so adorable when Sister Alice brought you to the store. Wearing that pretty shirt and those cute rubber panties and diapers, with your hair all pretty and those pretty lips with your nails done in pink polish, I just had to see you all dressed up as a beautiful baby girl. I was right though honey; everyone just loved you to death! "Oh, Katie, Lucy and Lillie are real worried that you don't love them anymore. They had to be sent home from school because they couldn't stop crying. You told them that people who love each other would never tell others about an embarrassing thing like they did. Honey, it wasn't out of meanness that they told those other girls. Those girls asked who the beautiful baby girl was and they did mention that she had looked just like you and had your eyes. Lillie just blurted it out without thinking about what she was saying. You do know what happens when someone does something without thinking it through don't you?" "Um, yes mommy, I did that myself and it was worse than just letting something slip out. I did it on purpose."

"Okay, well Lillie said that you made the most beautiful baby girl anybody ever saw. She was complimenting you princess, not trying to be mean in any way." "Um, okay mommy. I understand and please tell them I love them and don't hate them okay?"

"How about Auntie Joan, she's been feeling pretty low herself thinking that you hate her now."

"Um, I don't hate anyone mommy. I thought they hated me. I was just going to ignore everybody and not show anything at all. But, that's wrong and let her know I love her too. I'm sorry for how bad I've been, I've been so confused and thought I lost the few people who loved me and didn't have anyone left who was even a friend."

She held me close as she sat on the bed I was in and kissed and hugged me a lot of times saying how much she loved me. We cried together until I fell asleep. Cindy was talking softly to me when I woke up, she said, "Welcome to the new day and our pretty baby girl Katie should be feeling much better." "Um, good morning Nurse Cindy, I do seem to be feeling a lot better." "Well, today in a few seconds I'll be taking that tube out and Dr. Patty will be giving you your first treatment and then we will get you fixed up nice and pretty."

"Um, Nurse Cindy, could I have a drink of water please?" "Well, it's now six o'clock in the morning and your mommy has picked this time for your treatment and you will have another one six o'clock at night. Now, we can start the day with your herbal drink and then I will give you some water if you still want some okay Katie?"

"Okay Nurse Cindy, I'm real thirsty."

"Um, what is that herbal stuff anyway?"

"Oh, you can ask Dr. Patty all about it. She's real big on natural medicines when they can be used instead of all those the pharmaceutical companies make with all there chemicals and side effects. Here, drink your bottle and I will take this tube out of your pretty cunny."

"My, what did you call it?"

"Your cunny Sweetheart; this is called a cunny. Of course there are other names, but I like cunny the best. Some call it a pussy and the other names are worse than that because boys made them up. "

"But, what happened to my penis and marbles?"

"Oh, well why don't you wait for Dr. Patty and she will explain it all to you okay Katie?"

"Um, you're making me scared Nurse Cindy!"

"There's nothing to be afraid about baby. Now, drink your bottle and I will get Dr. Patty for you."

"Can I have a cup or glass instead of this baby bottle?"

"Nope, no glasses or cups other than a sippy cup for you princess."

Jeepers, even in here I have to put up with this darn stuff.

Dr. Patty came in and said, "How is our pretty girl doing this morning?"

"Um, Dr. Patty, why do I have a cunny instead of my penis and marbles?"

"Well Cutie, you sure get right to it don't you?"

"Um, I'm scared Dr. Patty."

"Oh Sweetie, there is nothing to be scared about. Let me tell you what the infection did and how I was able to get you well so quickly. "I talked to Nurse Pennington from your school for some time last night. She said the first she noticed anything was wrong was when Sister Alice brought you to her. You were constipated and she gave you an enema. She took your temperature and you had a fever. When you were being washed up, she found the infection. She did a very thorough cleaning and added antibacterial ointment and cream. She felt the area and found it to be very warm and red. At first she thought it was a rash, but later she knew it was more serious. You still had your fever and she knew you were no longer constipated. When you were cleaned up again she noticed a break in your skin and some infectious fluid was coming out of it. She tried to work most of it out and added more antibacterial ointment and cream. She also noticed that your scrotum, that's the sac your marbles or testicles are held in, was being drawn in and very tight. Your penis was being drawn inside you as well. That's when she knew it was very serious and she contacted me.

"Katie, to help heal the area I had to make a new spot for you to pee out of. Your penis would stay infected if I didn't do that and possibly you would have had your penis destroyed and dissolved by the infection. What I did was make a covering out of your foreskin to protect it and to keep you from getting constant tingles. You probably felt tingly every time you peed am I right?" "Um, yes ma'am, even my bottom-hole tingled."

"Well, now you won't tingle every time you pee Katie. Unfortunately, the infection did attack and dissolve your two marbles and forced your scrotum to reform and reattach in a different way. That you saw earlier before I even met you. So, what was left for me to do was, to make the best of what you had left. Honey, it will take a year for us to see how your penis develops or not to develop. By then we will know if your penis will continue to grow or not. That is why you now have a near normal cunny Katie. All that is missing now is the vagina. Your penis now looks and acts like a clitoris. That's the female version of a penis Katie. I was able to use your foreskin to make a clitoral hood or a covering for your penis and then form the labia minora, or the little cunny lips that act as a protective covering over the more sensitive inner areas of your cunny. You scrotum or sac, has formed the labia majora or the larger lips that you see now. You look exactly like any little girl now. The only thing you lack is a vagina.

"Now, if you take your medicine, and do what I, your mommy, and Nurse Pennington tell you to do, in a year we will see if we can restore your penis to its original state. One other thing though Katie, your marbles are completely gone and that means you will not develop like the other boys do. No body hair, or not as much anyway. No big muscles and your bones will not develop like theirs will. You will always be a very pretty boy and then a very pretty man Katie. There is no changing that. I think you should think long and hard about this Katie. Talk it over with your mommy and the Sisters. Talk about this with Father John if you think you need to. Now that this is out of the way, let me start your treatment and then Cindy will get you all pretty and dressed." I was stunned to stillness! My marbles and sac were gone! My penis is now my clitty! I pee from a different place and I even have cunny lips, two sets of them! The only thing I don't have is a vagina, whatever that is and I don't think I want to know either! Jeepers, I'm a girl! I feel and then see as I look down that Dr. Patty is cleaning me and when she does my hood thing and then my new clitty, the tingles shoot right through me, jeepers!

"Now Katie, when you start to wash yourself again, make sure you get under this hood. It's just like your foreskin was and it is real important you keep it clean. One other thing Katie, when you wipe yourself after going to the toilet, start from up here and wipe downwards. Only downwards, do you understand?" "Yes ma'am, I understand."

"Good, because you can get another nasty infection if you wipe yourself the wrong way and get that nasty stuff in your urethra or pee hole." Then I watched as she put on a new pair of gloves and smeared this thick pink colored goop on my new cunny and even on and in my bottom-hole. It made me tingle all over down there and I shuddered and shuddered. All she did was smile and tell me the tingling would stop in a minute. Thank God it did! I even felt it in my chest! Then she changed gloves again and smeared that pink stuff on my nipples and chest! Jeepers did that tingle a lot and it shot right through me and down to my cunny and bottom-hole again! Nurse Cindy came over and had me slip my hands through a stupid little bra. It was pink and padded a little bit. She said it was to keep the medicine on my nipples and not let it get anywhere else because this stuff stains. She then diapered me and put shiny pink rubber panties on me. She called them panties like my mommy did. Dr. Patty was showing and telling my mommy how and what to do each time she changed me or gave me a bath. Nurse Cindy gave mommy a list of things she was going to need. She said, "Just take this list to the Janet Evens Pharmacy in town Judy. Her pharmacy is the only place you can get all of this in one stop. I also recommend you pick up one of the stimulators for each of you ladies and the girls; that way you all will know what Katie is going through and can share a little of her experiences with her."

"Okay Cindy, I will do that. But, what is this nipple shield?" "Oh take a look inside Katie's new bra Judy. That is a silicone shield that keeps the medicine from leaking through the bra and staining Katie's pretty clothes. You will need to pick up two more sets of those. Once you take off her bra, these shields have to be cleaned and put back in the case they came in. The case lets them air dry and helps them keep their shape and stay in good condition."

"Alright Cindy, I understand now."

"Judy, you brought Katie a few nightie sets she can wear while she is here didn't you?"

"Oh yes, I almost forgot. There, in that bag in the corner. The white ruffled one with the pink trim will be good for her first day as my daughter." Oh jeepers, my first day as her daughter? Well, I better get used to that. I have a whole year of this ahead of me. At least if someone sees my naked, I look like a girl down there. Hey, maybe I can use the girl's bathrooms now! I look like a girl everywhere so, why not? Oh yeah, I have to keep wearing diapers for a whole darn year!

Mommy dressed me in the nightie, but it's so sheer, you can see my bra and the pink rubber panties right through it. Jeepers, I look like I have little boobies!

Mommy tucks me back in and I'm given a bottle and I drink it all. I ask for a glass of water and Nurse Cindy pushes a button and the head of my bed rose up. She hands me a darn sippy cup, so I drink the water and I'm not thirsty anymore.

That herbal drink makes me thirsty!

My mommy goes to another bag she brought with her and hands me a potable CD player and a few CDs. I say, "Cool mommy, thank you very much!" They all laugh and I get a hug and a kiss as mommy tells me she has to leave for a bit, but she'll be back for suppertime. She has to show Nurse Cindy that she can take care of my medicine stuff before they let me go home in two days.

  

  

  

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