Alan’s family entered not long after the nurse left; his dad and mother. His brother Aaron was nowhere to be seen. Having no idea what to say to them, Alan just stared at them as they walked over to the bed. Looking at Alan, his father finally began “It’s good to see you’re finally awake, Alan.”
“I’m actually hoping I’m still sleeping and this is all dream.” Sighing, Alan added, “I’m hoping to wake up and find I’m still a guy. Or just feeling bad about what happened to Ally” “I’m sorry, sweetheart. But,” looking at her son, Mom took a breath before stating, “I’m afraid this is all real.” Looking at his dad, Alan expressed angrily, “How could you guys let them turn me into a girl?”
“We didn’t know this was happening until a few months ago.” Taking a breath, Dad said, “They were using a new full body regeneration technique; using a sample of your DNA to return your body to its rightful appearance.” “I think they messed up; because I clearly remember being a guy before all of this.” retorted Alan, his temper barely under his control. “There was a miscommunication between the doctors and the lab techs.” Sighing, Mom explained, “The doctors thought you were actually a girl; so they had the lab techs proceed accordingly."
“How could they possibly think I was a girl? My name is ALAN Samuels!” he remarked, his fury growing. “Your body was so damaged from the chemical burns there was no way to tell for sure.” Pausing, Dad continued, “There was swelling in your chest area from where your lungs expanded when you inhaled the acid. I figure the doctors thought those were breasts.” “Please tell me you’re suing them for negligence; they turned me into a freaking girl!” roared Alan. “We already did; surprisingly the hospital administration was on our side.” Pausing, Mom said, “They fired those doctors and agreed to waive all bills for the remainder of your stay. They even threw in...” Ally's mother seemed to struggle over the last words.
“What did they throw in?” demanded Alan. “They wanted to test out a new organ cloning procedure; so they...cloned a functional uterus and implanted it in you.” Pausing, Mom settled herself before exclaiming, “You’re fully capable of having children now; only this time you’ll be the mother.” All of that proved too much for Alan; as he let his emotions get the better of him. “You let them experiment on me!?” pausing, he said, “Get out!!”
Taking the hint, Dad and mom turned to leave the room. Before closing the door, dad turned to Alan and said, "We'll talk later, when you are able to stay calm, young lady." Hearing that, Alan burst into tears as the door closed. As he cried; he wondered why he was being so emotional all of a sudden. There was another knock the door. "I said get out!" demanded Alan. "It's your cousin Ally! Can I come in?" asked a tentative voice.
Ally smiled at her cousin, sadly. "Boy do I remember that!" Alan watched her uncertain of how to interpret that. "Alan, I remember how angry I was. Trust me, the anger will go in time!" she revealed. "How did you deal with it?" he asked. "It wasn't easy. And it took some time before I could accept what happened to be. Getting a girlfriend helped!" she revealed.
"So...you and Kelly are still together?" he asked. Ally smiled "My name is now Allison O'Rourke. Kelly and I are married....and I'm kind of expecting our child!" "You're going to be a MUM?" squealed Alan. "Yep! When you're ready, you should come." she paused before squeezing Alan's hand. "Whatever happens next, trust me when I say, this is not the end of your life! I recall that fury when people used to speak to me that way, but I truly get where you are coming from! Get some rest and we can talk later?" offered Ally. Alan nodded as he wished his cousin well as she slept.
Alan must’ve dozed off because he woke up again to find the same nurse turning off the TV. Looking at her, Alan saw that she had a tray of food in her hands. As she placed the tray in front of Alan, she enquired, “How’d it go with your family?” “It could’ve been better; I didn’t respond too well that I’m only a girl now because the hospital made a mistake.” Sighing, Alan declared, “I’m just not sure why they couldn’t change me back when they found out; or why I was so emotional with my folks?”
“Both of those are explained by the hormones in your body. Your body was still adapting to them when they found out the truth; putting the body through the shock of another sex change would’ve killed you.” Sighing, the nurse said, “As for the mood swings; you’re not quite used to the hormones effect on your body yet. You think it’s bad now; wait until your first mentstral cycle.”
“Oh boy; I can’t wait for that.” Taking a bite of the food, Alan said, “I’ll just add it to the list of things I have to get used to now.” “I’m sure you’ll adjust in time.” Sighing, Brian responded, “Thanks...” “My name’s Rachel.” she interrupted. “Thanks...Rachel.” After Alan finished eating, Rachel helped him to the bathroom; thanks to the sprained ankle he got from the first time. Once the door was closed, Alan took the opportunity to finally look at his new body. Stripping out of the gown, Alan turned to the mirror to find a girl’s body staring back at me.
As the child of a mixed race couple, Alan always looked a mix between his Caucasian father and Hispanic mother. Something about him being a girl now made it so his Hispanic heritage was more pronounced. He was now a few inches shorter, and no doubt weighed less, but he was more or less the same person he had been before.
As he looked closer, he saw that there was nothing left that would have let people know I was a boy. He looked like a normal, everyday girl. “Those must be some strong hormones.” After looking at his breasts; which he figured were only slightly bigger than Megan’s, his eyes ventured to his waist. It was here that he had to admire the doctor’s work; he had a terrific figure now.
Having had enough, Alan put the gown back on and opened the door. Seeing Rachel standing by my bed, he asked, “I’ve got a question for you.”
“Okay.” Walking over to Alan, she answered, “Ask away.” “If those hormones can cause mood swings; what else could they do to me?” he wondered, openly.
“Look at your chest.” With a grin, Rachel revealed, “Those breasts are natural; no implants whatsoever.” “Really!?” he gasped. “Yeah.” Helping Alan back into bed, Rachel continued, “You would’ve been out of the coma almost 2 months ago; but the doctor wanted to give your body time to adjust to the hormones."
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