Transgender maid

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I'm a Chinese boy living in Southeast Asia, but now I'm a young maid for a wealthy young lady.

You're curious, aren't you? Let me tell you my story.

I used to be a junior high school boy, but something happened when I was 13 that changed my
life.

That year was during summer vacation when I was in junior high. My father passed away from illness when I was two. My mother ran
a laundromat, and I had a younger sister five years my junior. The three of us lived together, relying on each other.

Because of our poverty, I wanted to find work to earn some money to ease my mother's burden.
I saw an advertisement online for a domestic helper and called to inquire. The person on the other end
was a middle-aged woman. She asked me to tell her about myself, such as my age, where I went to school, how
I was doing in school , where I lived, who lived in my family, and what my job requirements were. I said I was too young to do
heavy physical labor, and I didn't expect a high salary, just room and board. She told me to wait for her call.

The next day she called, saying she could hire me and asked me to wait for her at
the entrance of a supermarket around 5:00 PM on the third day. She told me her physical characteristics.

Sure enough, the next day, I met a woman in her forties wearing sunglasses in front of the supermarket. After
we met she led me to a taxi, which stopped in front of a luxurious villa. We got out
and went inside.

I saw that it was a very beautiful place, with gardens, lawns, an artificial lake, and weeping willows, with
tables and benches under the willows for people to rest. She first led me to a living room where I met a woman who was dressed
elegantly, wearing a diamond necklace, long earrings, a diamond ring
, and gold-rimmed glasses.

She was about forty years old. She scrutinized me carefully, making me feel a little guilty. Finally, she nodded
and said, "That's fine." Then, she led me to the room of a female
doctor . The doctor put on gloves and a mask, had me sit in a chair, listened with a stethoscope, and then led me
into an inner room, saying she would examine me and asked me to undress.

I was shy and reluctant to take off my remaining shorts. At her insistence, I blushed and pulled them off,
letting her examine my body thoroughly with a flashlight, including my genitals, before she allowed me to put my clothes back on.
She then told the other woman, "You're perfectly healthy."

At this point, the other woman produced a contract, pointing to a spot and saying, "
If you agree, sign your name here."

I asked, "What do you want me to do?"

She said, "To provide some routine services for our ladies."

Without carefully reading the contract, I signed it and handed it to her. She looked at my signature
and said, "Then come with me!"

I followed her upstairs, and she pushed me into a dark room. Suddenly, I felt someone
grab and cover my mouth and nose with something. I struggled a few times and then lost consciousness.

In a daze, I felt myself flying into the sky, heading towards the bright sunlight. Finally, I landed
on a soft, fluffy white cloud, the bright sunlight blinding me.

Several angels in white flew to my side and busied themselves with something on my body.
I felt them removing something from my abdomen and placing something else
inside . Then, suddenly it got dark, and I drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, I found myself lying in a bed, covered with a white blanket, with an IV needle in my arm and
a bottle of fluid dripping from above my head.

Moving slightly, I felt something was wrong in my abdomen. Upon closer inspection, I saw that my abdomen was wrapped in gauze, and
a plastic tube was protruding from the gauze.

A moment later, the woman opened the door and came in, saying, "You're awake? First of all, congratulations on becoming a girl
! Our lady needs a girl like you to serve her. We've learned about your personality;
you're meticulous and gentle, quite suitable to become a woman. According to our contract, we've
transformed you into a girl. Your penis and testicles have been removed, and the wounds have been stitched up.
We've also inserted a slow-release estrogen medication into your abdomen. Although the medication is very small, only the size of a mung bean,
its effects are significant and long-lasting. The medication will dissolve into your bloodstream, and as it takes effect, your body will gradually develop in a
feminine direction, and you will slowly become a woman."

"This medication has a ten-year effective period, automatically and slowly releasing estrogen into your body to maintain your
girlish characteristics. It doesn't need to be removed. The surgery and medication will not only transform your body into a girl, but your
mind will also become that of a girl—a complete, real girl!"

"Your personality will become more feminine, gentler, more considerate, and more obedient to
your master You won't hurt anyone, which will allow you to serve our mistress well. At the same time, it will prevent
unnecessary romantic problems between you and our mistress, such as you falling in love with her or her accidentally falling in love with you. Our mistress
is our lady's darling; she's innocent and naive. You mustn't hurt her, otherwise, it would be
an irreparable mistake."

"In two weeks, your body will recover, and you can go back to work. During this time,
we will send someone to take care of you. From then on, you will be our mistress's lifelong maid. We have no right to fire you, and
you will have to stay with her forever. You also have no right to leave her. Don't even think about running away; we have very strict security here,
with security guards and surveillance cameras everywhere."

Under her pressure, I had no choice but to say, "Yes."

I was still quite angry. Why did they cut off my genitals without telling me? You see, I
'm still a virgin. Having never had sex with a girl, I'm no longer a man. It seems
I never will be.

She had a simply dressed woman in her forties come to feed me and help me
with toileting . During this time, a nurse came to check on me daily and change my dressings every few days. Only during these dressing changes could I see the condition of the wound.

That's when I saw that my penis was long gone; the area was flat,
with only a vertical scar—the scar left from the removal and stitching of my genitals.
My feet were very thin and closely spaced, almost invisible, with a tiny urethral opening (the catheter was inserted through there
). The surrounding skin had some slight bumps, making it look like a little girl's genitals.

At first, I was shy about showing my wound to the nurse, who said impatiently, "What's there to be ashamed of?"
It was as if I wasn't a man anymore, and that being seen in that area by a woman shouldn't be shameful.

The thought of other women seeing me like a eunuch made me feel truly ashamed, but I was too embarrassed to say
anything. I didn't know what they would think—mockery, pity, or disdain?

A week later, a nurse came and removed the gauze and the
catheter pulled it out and told me I could get out of bed and move around. However, this nurse told me
to be careful about my posture when urinating to avoid wetting my pants.

I asked what to do, and she said I had to squat to urinate, like they do, and absolutely could not stand to urinate
like . Also, because my urethra was shorter, it was prone to infection, so I had to prevent urinary tract infections and maintain
good hygiene, washing that area frequently.

After some time, a female doctor came to remove the stitches from my surgery. I rested for a few more days before fully recovering.

Looking at my groin area again, it was flat. There seemed to be a slit running from my lower abdomen to my groin; that slit was formed by the shrinking of
the healed scar, somewhat resembling a little girl's genitals. Actually, there was no slit there; if a man
wanted to rape me, he wouldn't be able to find it!

I couldn't see where they had placed the hormone medication. During the surgery, they had already inserted it into
the area where my penis used to be, inside my body. Because it was small and deep, it couldn't be
felt , but I could feel where it was.

Just as I recovered, that woman came again, leading me to a small bathroom where I washed my hair
and then carefully bathed with a strange soap. I was then dressed in a tight-fitting set of women's clothes.

Afterward, they arranged for me to live in a single room with a bed, a table,
a chair, and a very tall wardrobe. I was taught by a middle-aged woman called Aunt Li how to clean,
cook, do laundry, and tidy up the furniture.

Every afternoon, she would take me to a private doctor for a hormone injection, which the doctor told me would help me become
more feminine faster . A month later, I could do these
daily tasks quite skillfully, and my body was changing. My voice became softer, my
breasts grew larger, and slowly, I had a pair of slightly protruding breasts like a young woman's.
My chest felt a little heavy at first, but it took time to adjust. My skin seemed to have become whiter and smoother, and
fuller (I gained weight). My psychology was also changing; I became more careful and more timid.

Three months later, my body and mind had become very much like a girl's. Moreover, my hair, which I hadn't
cut, had grown long and black, covering my ears.

One day, Li Ma led me to the woman who used to be in charge. She looked at me and asked, "How is her
body now?"

Li Ma replied, "You're amazing! She's become a girl. Look, she
's no ."

She made me take off my clothes so she could see my body. I shyly unbuttoned my shirt. She touched my protruding
breasts, then made me take off my pants and pull down my shorts. She carefully examined my flat genitals (it felt really uncomfortable to be touched and looked at
like that ). After that, she said, "Great! The change is remarkable. The surgery was a success.
Our doctor is truly a genius; he can turn a boy into a girl!" Then Li Ma measured my body,
including my height, shirt length, pants length, bust, waist, and hip measurements, and recorded everything.

The next day, Li Ma brought back a set of women's clothes, including a bra, a short-sleeved top,
a pair of lace-trimmed briefs, flesh-colored pantyhose, a short skirt, and a pair of women's trousers, and made me put them on. I
tried them on, and they fit perfectly.

Li Ma told me, "From now on, you're a young lady. You must never be rude and must
serve the young lady well. Otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable. You'll be severely punished, like being locked in a dark
room, tied up, or starved for days. We'll prepare any women's clothes, toiletries, and other
necessities ."

I replied, "Yes."

She also gave me a bath, combed my hair, gave me bangs, and tied it into two small braids. Then, she
took me to a beauty salon in her private car, where the beautician shaved my face, removed any remaining facial hair, and
shaved all the body hair, including underarms, genitals, arms, and legs. She also shaped my eyebrows and applied cosmetics (she bought me some more). Looking in the mirror, I really had become a beautiful young lady
with curved eyebrows, big eyes, and two small braids . She said, "From now on, you will appear as a girl. You will be called A-Cai, and you will be our young lady's older sister. From now on, you must keep this secret: you used to be a boy. You cannot let anyone else know this, especially not the young lady, otherwise you will be severely punished, even killed! You'd better forget your past. We will also keep this secret for you." Going from being a boy to being called an older sister was both funny and sad. In a huge living room, I finally met the young lady. She seemed to be in her early teens, still a little girl, dressed very neatly. She sat in front of a bed playing with a doll. The woman said, "Young lady, the older sister A-Cai, whom the madam arranged for you, has arrived." The young lady said "Oh," and glanced at me. The woman then said to me, "From now on, you will take care of the young lady's life. For example, eating, sleeping, dressing, and washing. Young lady, you must listen to older sister A-Cai. From today onwards, you will move into the young lady's room." She then had a woman called Li Ma explain the methods of daily life to me. They specifically mentioned knowing I had excellent grades and wanted me to be a tutor (I always ranked among the top students in my class ) to help the young lady with her studies (she was only in fourth grade) and to help her with her homework. Later, they asked me to take the young lady to the bathroom to take a shower, change her into clean clothes, and wash her dirty clothes . After they left, I led her into the bathroom. We took off our clothes, and I took the showerhead and washed her.

The little girl was still very young, with delicate, fair skin; she was truly adorable. Her chest was flat, her breasts hadn't developed yet,
but the slit in her lower body was enough to spark endless fantasies in any man.

After a while, she looked at me curiously and asked, "Sister, why are your breasts so big?"

I blushed and could only reply casually, "Haven't you seen your mother's breasts? Aren't they the same?"

She said, "I was fed formula when I was little, so I never saw my mother's breasts."

I said, "When you grow up, your breasts will be even bigger than your sister's. When you have a baby,
you'll use them to feed the baby."

She tilted her head and asked, "Really?"

While taking a bath, I observed my own body: the prominent breasts, the smooth crotch, the tiny
slit in my lower abdomen—it really was like a woman's. Who would believe I was once a boy, an artificially created beauty?
The difference was, I wouldn't be having a cute little baby.

I carefully washed every part of the little girl's body, including her genitals, and washed her hair,
combing her long, beautiful hair neatly before changing her into a clean dress. The young lady was a lovely little beauty,
and I wanted to serve her well.

At night, when she lay in bed, I sat beside her, soothing her and telling her
stories of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, like comforting a little sister, until she fell peacefully asleep.
Then her in, kissed her, turned off the light, and went to my own bed, which was next to hers.

Later, sometimes we slept in the same bed, and she would hug me tightly, like she was hugging
her mother. I would hug her back, like I was hugging a little sister, without any masculine thoughts of
sex . It was really strange. From then on, I lived with this young lady
. Over time, I almost forgot my past, that I had once been a boy, because I had always
lived as a girl, both physically and mentally—a woman's body and a woman's mind.

And that original boy has vanished from this world forever. Perhaps my mother and sister will
search anxiously, perhaps they will suffer greatly, but my mother's son is gone, never to
return . Even if he does, he will only return as a changed, unfamiliar daughter they wouldn't recognize.

I feel so ashamed that I won't go back to see my family looking like this. Let's just say that the original me
is long dead in this world.

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