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One hour later my new friend, whose name was Bess, came to pick me up. He drove me to what was supposed to become my apartment and informed me that I had three days available for making all the changes I wanted to do to the place or simply rest. He would not disturb me for the three days. He also gave me the phone number of the person in charge to do all the changes I wanted to the apartment. I thanked him very much and began studying the apartment. It was not bad at all. Quite large, with a kitchen, dining room, sitting room, one large bedroom, one smaller bedroom. I decided to replace the curtains with some nicer ones, rearranged the sitting room, since I did not like the way they set it up, and made other minor changes.
On the third day I just finished fixing the placed up to my taste, when the phone rang. It was Lorraine. Ali and Ruth just returned and she called me to say that Ali was upset and Ruth shocked for what had happened. They both wanted to see me. I told her she could send them to my place in the afternoon. Then I called Bess. I wanted him to be here with me when they came.
They arrived at three o'clock that afternoon. Ali was visibly mad, and Ruth's eyes were red, like she had been crying.
"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen" Bess greeted them with a smiling face "what it the honor of your visit?"
"We are here for Jennifer!" Ruth blurted.
"I see. However, from now on, you have to ask for my permission in case you need to see Jennifer. She signed to be my own property for the next three years."
"Why have you done this to me, Jennifer? You are my husband, and should come away with me right at this minute." said Ruth
"Not really, my dear Ruth. I am surely not an easy person and my gender is confused. However, in case I was required to go through a real life test as a girl like this one, it would have been something to be discussed and agreed together, like in any other married couple. I feel I would have agreed to go through a real life test as Jennifer, should the test have been made in the proper way. But you had to take control of the situation and decide what to do on your own. Then you left me in a brothel, to work as a prostitute while you were having fun and sex with Ali. Yes, you were having fun, and did not worry about anything else; you did not care about your husband at all. Now that you game is over and you had all the fun you wanted, you can't find your husband anymore. I am sorry to inform you that your husband Simon does not exist any more. I had orchiectomy, so I am no longer able to have children, and probably unable to get erections forever. But I don't care. I prefer to be a useless man and live as a woman than being your own puppet. Yes, I made a big decision, and you have helped with that. If I was supposed to be a sissy slave at your service, you made a wrong plan. I prefer to be a useless tranny by my own decision. Then, in case I have to be a slut to survive, I prefer to be a slut for one man or more men of my own choice, instead of being a slut for a club you selected. I must not forget to mention you that your behavior has influenced a lot the result of my decision. In case it was just a short time test like you have mentioned, would you please explain the reason I had to take such strong injections that would leave me completely sterile and permanently unable to get an erection by the time the test was over? A test is meant to be something short and reversible at any time. I am not completely sure about your final goal, but for sure you had planned to destroy my male sex by the time the test was over. What else can I say?"
Ruth was crying. She turned to Ali and asked:
"Is that true, Ali? Are those injections so strong as she is claiming?"
"Yes my dear. They are." Said Ali with a serious voice. "What Jennifer was taking were injections of very strong female hormones, anti-androgens and other powerful chemicals. Even a strong male full of testosterone would be chemically castrated in two to three months at the most. Probably in the case of Jennifer, being a person with gender issues and a weak male persona, she would be completely emasculated in thirty to forty days..."
"...and Jennifer took the shots for thirty days at home, plus two weeks here for a total of about fifty days..." Ruth cried out in a desperate voice, interrupting Ali.
"You see Ruth, my dear, it is not my fault. You cannot blame me for what has happened. With the orchiectomy I only removed something that was dead already, I mean, that you killed!" I said with a grin.
"But... I did not know! Why you did not tell me, Ali? Why you did not mention anything about this?" Ruth asked with a desperate voice.
"Well," Ali said with a calm and amused voice "when we got in touch and you told me in your first message that you wanted to feminize your husband and, at the same time, you needed to be with a real man badly, while he would experience a few weeks by living as a real woman. In my experience no wife would want to feminize her husband requesting me to supply the hormones to change his body if she really cares for that person as a husband. Then, you requested a REAL MAN to really feel what it is like to be fucked by a real stallion. To me, that means that you have never been with a real man. Or better, your man is a sissy husband, no good at all as a man, and you want to make a girl out of him, while havimg fun with real men..."
"STOP IT!" Yelled Ruth. "This is too much!"
"Too much but very interesting indeed!" I added. "So, this is the truth. You wanted a REAL MAN, since your husband was not up to his role, but just a sissy boyfriend. You have been very smart, Ruth. Congratulations. You now have what you had been planning for: a sissy, castrated, useless husband named Jennifer and a real hunk and stallion named Ali. Now, would you please leave me alone and go enjoy your stallion?"
Ali stood up, picked Ruth's arm and accompanied her to the door. They left without a word, while Ruth was crying.