Charlie Part 24
By Captain J
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copyright 2008 by Captain J, all rights reserved

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WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS DESCRIPTIONS OF THE RESULTS OF EXTREME VIOLENCE. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE QUEASY ABOUT SUCH THINGS!!!
 

Part 24

Charlie walked home and unlocked the front door, then tripped as he stepped inside. There on the floor was Max, there was blood on his head and he was out cold. "Max!" He cried and bent over the boy to try and help him.

"THERE YOU ARE YOU LITTLE FUCK!" was all he heard as a fist slammed into the side of his face, centered on his left eye and Charlie was thrown backwards his head hitting the door frame. Everything blacked out.

When he woke, he hurting all over and was unable to move. He was tied down over what seemed to be a sawhorse and his sister was standing over him, lifting his head by his hair. "Awake now? Good, now I'm going to teach you never to fuck with me brother. By the time I'm done with you; no one will want you again! You fucked my boyfriend this morning didn't you? Then he came here and started spouting off about how everything had to change. Then he broke up with me and started to leave and I nailed his ass. Now I'll going to nail YOU! Now YOU get fucked over Charlie.!"

Mary slammed his head down and disappeared from his line of sight and suddenly something was jammed up his butt. He screamed, but tied the way he was couldn't do anything. Then she was beating his behind with something and he screamed more. She stopped only long enough to jam a rag into his mouth to gag him, then started again. After what seemed like forever, she stopped and then started again with something long and flexible, and was hitting him everywhere, back, butt, legs, arms... Charlie passed out somewhere in the middle of it.

Several hours later, Susan called the house wondering where her brother was, he should have been home by now. No one answered, so she walked over to Charlie's house and found the front door open and Max laying on the floor. "Max! Max wake up! What happened?"

Max groaned but managed to wake enough. "Mary.... She's crazy... find Charlie... she'll hurt him bad... get help!" then passed out again.

Susan didn't know what to do, but her brother was hurt so she ran to the phone and called 9-1-1 and asked for paramedics for Max. The operator told her that police and medical personnel were on the way and to stay on the phone. "I... I can't! I have to find Charlie. My brother said he's hurt too!" then hung up and was running through the house searching. Mary was apparently gone, her room looked like a disaster area, clothes everywhere. Not finding him in the house, she looked out the back door and saw the garage door open and immediately went outside to look there. What she saw made her scream and she fainted right where she was. Fortunately the officers had arrived and heard her scream and ran out back. What they saw, made one of them puke into the flowerbed, while the other pulled his radio out and called for additional assistance. There was a boy tied with his hands over his head, straddling a wooden sawhorse, his entire body covered in blood. Even the medics got sick while trying to free the boy, but soon both boys were transported to the hospital, one apparently with a concussion and minor cut on his head. The other barely alive.

It was a somber detective who arrived at the hospital. He'd just come from the blood covered garage, the scene of the crime, and had talked to the forensic tech's who were working the crime scene. One of the officers who'd responded to the call had told him what they'd found and even the veteran detective was feeling sick at the description.

"Doctor, I'm Detective Matthews, I've been assigned this case. What do you have for me?"

"He'll live, for starters, we're still working on him, I had to call in some specialists and I won't have the full report done until tomorrow sometime at the earliest. There... there's just too much to document it all quickly. The other boy had minor scalp lacerations and a mild concussion. He's already been treated and is ready for release. You might want to talk to him first, he knows who did this. He said it was the boy's sister! Why don't you talk to him and I'll try to put a quick summary of the other boy's injuries together for you. The full report won't be done today though, we're still finding more injuries as we work on him."

The detective left the room and went to talk to the less injured boy. Max was sitting with his sister and apparently younger brother in a waiting room, waiting for an adult to come and pick them up. Max told him about the troubled past Charlie had with his sister and mother and that his mother was still in jail. "All the stuff she'd done to him in the last two months, up until today was documented in a journal book, Charlie had in his backpack. She wrote it all out herself. I was dating her and Charlie got worried that she was doing things to me and gave me the book to read last night. I went over there to talk to her about it today, and well, she just went all crazy and started hitting me and I told her I was breaking up with her. Then I guess she knocked me out and I remember Charlie coming home and kneeling over me, then she hit him and knocked him back off of me. I blacked out again and don't remember anything else until Susan came and woke me..."

"You say there's a book documenting previous incidents?" the detective asked.

"Yeah, a red diary type journal, Charlie had it in his backpack. Charlie said he made her write it as punishment for what she'd done to him before. Officer, how's Charlie? No one will tell us?"

"The doctor says he'll live, but apparently she damaged him severely. I don't know all of the particulars yet."

"But he'll be ok?"

"He'll live, we don't know more than that yet."

"Can we see him?"

"No they're still working on him and it will be some time, probably a few days, before he'll be allowed visitors..."

"Susan then described worrying about her brother and calling the house and no one answering the telephone, then going there and finding Max, calling 9-1-1 and then searching the house and finding Charlie in the garage. I guess I fainted officer, he was covered in blood... next thing I remember I was inside the house laying on a couch."

Back with the doctor, the Detective got his summary. "OK where to start, there's so much..." the Doctor started. "First, this is the worst case of child abuse or assault I've ever seen, and I hope to God I never see another one even close to it. Ok, for starters, his entire body is covered in welts that look like he was beaten with something flexible. My nurses counted some 240 welts and some wrap around his sides extending from ones across his torso and back. That's why I said flexible..."

"They found a bloody fiberglass fishing rod end at the scene, I presume that was what was used," the detective replied.

"Yes that would do it and also account for small chunks of flesh missing in places. I suppose it had metal eyes on it, those would cut. OK, I suppose I'll just start at his head and work my way down then, both eyes were black and in fact the left eye was damaged. Blunt trauma to the eye socket indicates that he was hit there with something hard, it cracked the bone and detached his retina. We had a specialist reattach the retina, but he may have vision loss in that eye, we won't know until the swelling goes down. Several minor lacerations on his scalp and some hair pulled out; two missing teeth on the left side of his lower jaw. Bruising on the neck like he was choked. In fact there are hand prints and visible finger marks. We have pictures of those for you. Right shoulder dislocated, severe bruising on the ribcage, both sides, again from blunt force, probably fists, again we have pictures for you. As I said earlier, welts all over him, some of those will leave scars; now for the nasty parts. Rope burns on both his wrists and ankles; Detective, whoever did this intended to destroy him sexually. His penis has several cuts, one cut in particular goes 2/3 through it, almost detaching it and there are marks that look like the teeth from a pair of pliers. The cuts look like a serrated blade, they're not clean cut, but look more like it was sawed on. The internal damage from the lacerations is un-repairable, nerves were severed, he'll not have full feeling there again and erections will be painful if even possible. There are similar plier marks on his scrotum, but that's not the problem there. Both testis were apparently nailed to the sawhorse, they found him tied to. Both are destroyed and had to be removed."

"You castrated him?"

"We had no choice, there was no way to repair that kind of damage. But that's not all, he has rectal damage also. Both internal and tearing of the sphincter, several objects were forced into him and we don't know for sure what, but we've had to sew several internal cuts to stop bleeding. His sphincter may or may not ever work properly again, we won't know until it heals. Beyond that, he had cuts on his legs, minor compared to everything else and again bruising of his buttocks like he'd been beaten with something like a board, in fact we removed several splinters from him."

"Well I can fill in a few blanks for you. Yes a board was used, about two feet long and two inches wide. The marks on his penis and scrotum were caused by a pair of Channel Lock Pliers which were still locked onto his penis when he was found. The saw type cuts were apparently made with the lid from a tin can. The crime scene tech's tell me he was probably penetrated by three objects, a 10" female vibrator, a broom stick and the handle of a hammer, all were found and bloody. I knew about the nails, because the paramedics had to use a claw hammer to pull them out. They passed through him and also through the top board of the saw horse. I'd hoped that they were just through the skin, but apparently not."

"And his sister did this?"

"Apparently. The other Boy, Max is his name, said there is a journal detailing previous abuse by her and today when he broke up with her, she just went crazy, knocked him out then attacked this boy when he came home. She's apparently run away following the attack. Some of her clothes and household money kept in the kitchen are missing."

"Not 'crazy' psychotic!" the Doctor replied. "She's a danger to herself and others and needs to be locked up permanently!"

"She will be, once we find her... Anything else you can give me today doctor?"

"No that's it for now, I still need to talk to his father and get a decision on what to do with part of the treatment. Now that the boy is castrated and with the nerve damage to his penis, he'll never be normal again. He'll need hormone treatments, the question is male or female. With his small size and generally feminine looks, I'm going to suggest sexual reassignment surgery. He'll have a better chance living as a female than a male at this point."

"Glad I don't have to have THAT conversation," the detective mumbled. "In fact, I've got my 30 years in, I think I'll retire after this case. I don't want to see anything like this again..."

"Well I agree with you there, unfortunately, I still have 10 years before I can even apply for retirement. I'll have the complete reports written up sometime late tomorrow and I can either call you when they're done, or just have them sent over to you. Which would you prefer?"

"No great rush at this point, I've got enough to get arrest warrants out and won't need them immediately. In fact you can take whatever time you need to make sure they're complete, even after we catch the girl it will be weeks before she goes to trial. The emergency room summary will suffice for now..."

"OK but the main report will be done in a few days then and I'll just send it over by courier."

"Ok, well thanks Doctor... why am I feeling very old today... "

"We both are Detective... we BOTH are..."

Two days later, Charlie woke up in the hospital, to see a matronly looking nurse above him. "Finally awake are we?" she asked smiling down at him.

"Hurts all over..." he mumbled and tried to move his left hand to his face.

"Don't try to move sonny, you're in restraints to keep you from accidently hurting yourself more than you already are. As for the pain, I can fix that right up for you," and she pushed a button on a machine beside his bed. Within minutes the pain subsided and he was asleep again.

"Yes Charlie you're home and you're still hurt very bad, but well enough that you can be here now."

"Why am I still tied down?"

"To keep you from hurting yourself. You have an IV in your arm and a catheter in your penis and bandages in a number of places that you mustn't touch yet."

"Dad you're blurry when I look at you..."

"Your left eye was damaged, try using only your right eye..."

"OK you're clear in that one..."

"It's not healed yet Charlie, but you may need glasses when this is over..."

"Dad Mary did this to me..."

"I know Charlie... I've failed you again... She was arrested yesterday and is currently in the mental hospital at the University..."

"Dad how bad am I?..."

"Pretty bad son, you'll have permanent scars and other damage, we just don't know how much yet..."

"Dad I can't feel anything between my legs..."

<sigh> "I know that Charlie, you have a spinal block in place right now to block the pain you would feel otherwise. Charlie, they had to castrate you to save you. Mary destroyed your balls... you can live without them... but soon we'll have to make a decision as to how you want to live... that can wait for awhile, until you feel better and are recovered some. But you need to think about it. You can either live as a eunuch or they can give you female genitals and you could live as a female the rest of your life. That choice is yours Charlie, I'd never force either on you but it will have to be one or the other."

"I guess I'd rather be a girl then... small as I am... I'd fit right in..."

"Charlie, you don't have to decide right now..."

"It's ok Dad, have them make me a girl... I can live like that..."

"Well that won't happen for awhile, regardless... you need to do a lot of healing before they can do that, you'll need to be much stronger before they can even operate. But if you're sure, I'll tell the doctors that that's what you want..."

"Dad if I'm home, who's taking care of me?... you can't you have to work..."

"Carol, Susan, Max and Cindy will be trading off and there may be other girls come help. You seem to have a lot of good friends Charlie, all of them want to help you. They're all very worried about you."

"Do they know?"

"They know what happened, in general, but not the particulars. Charlie you were hurt in so many places that you're lucky to have survived at all. But don't worry about it. They love you and will accept you no matter what."

"I know that Dad, I'm really lucky to have them. I'm really tired... I need to sleep..."

The next two week were a blur to Charlie, he was so heavily drugged that he just drifted in and out not knowing much of anything for sure. Every time he woke someone was with him. Sometimes they were changing bandages, at least once per day he was turned on his side and lotion put on his backside to prevent bed sores. Carol woke him one day when she was washing his body, but he went back to sleep immediately. Several times he woke and didn't know who it was sitting there. Once it was a tall brunette with a cute face. "Who are you?" he mumbled, she just smiled and patted his hand, "Pamela, I'm with the Angels" she responded and he closed his eyes again. Another time it was a redhead who said her name was Lacey and another a small blond named Sally and a little oriental name Suko. He lost track of them all, but normally it was Cindy, Susan, Max or Carol.

Finally they backed off on the drugs some and he was awake more. Susan was sitting with him that day and was leaning over him changing the bandage between his legs. "How does it look down there?" he asked startling her.

"Oh you're awake? Well it seems to be healing well Charlie."

"Susan I know I don't have any balls down there anymore, so you don't have to be embarrassed to tell me I look like a freak now. Sometime they'll cut off my dick and make me a girl down there. I guess you're the last girl who ever gets fucked by me..."

"Charlie don't be that way. They had to remove them to save you. Mary destroyed them and they couldn't be fixed. Besides, I'll like having you as my girl friend just as much as I liked having you as a boy friend; you're still the same person Charlie. What you have between your legs doesn't matter to me at all."

<sigh> "Matters to me. But I don't have much choice in the matter do I... I mean they're already gone and soon I won't have a cock anymore either... Nick will be disappointed about that... maybe I'll let him use my new pussy once they make it for me... sure won't have to worry about ever getting pregnant..."

"Charlie Miller STOP THAT! You'll make a beautiful girl, just don't worry about it. All of us will be there to help you and support you. I don't want to hear all this self pity."

"Not self pity," he mumbled, "trying to be a realist and get my mind around the whole idea..."

"Well being a realist is a good thing I guess, besides it's already started somewhat..."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Your IV is feeding you female hormones in addition to pain killers. They had to start you on hormones anyway and since you decided, they're putting massive doses of female hormones in there. You've been getting some of them ever since the attack... they started them in the hospital... but just small amounts until you decided. I guess they knew what you would choose, and they could always change them back if you picked the other choice."

"I don't feel any different?"

"You wouldn't, not right away anyway. Charlie I've spent some time looking up this whole sex change thing on the internet and well, you were a prime candidate for it to work well for you. You were just really starting puberty, and won't have many of the transition problems most males have making the change. You were already pretty feminine in appearance and haven't started growing a beard and don't have most of the secondary male characteristics so this way you'll develop the female characteristics more naturally."

"You mean grow boobs and wider hips and all that."

"Yes and redistribute body mass; less body hair, softer skin and finer features..."

"Well I guess that's something good about my delayed puberty."

"Actually Charlie, it will be fun. Life is different for girls you know, we'll have so much fun teaching you to be a girl, you'll love it. I just know you will."

"So what else aren't I being told?"

"Not much really, your sister did a real job on you, you know. Cracked ribs, bruises and welts all over you, and you know about the eye. They still think that might clear up by itself with more time by the way. A nurse is supposed to stop by and remove the catheter today, then it's back to diapers for you and they said you can start eating real food again starting tomorrow. She'll also remove the IV and you'll get shots three times per week instead as well as some pills to take."

"Will they untie me too?"

"Charlie, you're already untied. They did that yesterday."

"Didn't know... I guess I haven't tried to move... guess you're right I can move my hand now. Why will I need diapers? I hate those things."

"A couple of reasons actually. First, you've still got a spinal block so you have no control at all down there and can't feel anything. Second, you were already still wetting at night before this happened and probably will be for awhile yet. You've got a whole raft of new drugs in you now, interfering with your control and well Mary damaged your bottom too and that hasn't healed all the way yet so you may not have control back there for awhile either."

"Yeah I remember her jamming stuff up my ass, hurt like a son of a bitch, then I passed out again."

"OK well they repaired some internal damage and she managed to tear the sphincter muscle, so they repaired that. Hopefully everything will work right again."

"But they don't know do they..."

"No honestly they don't, I can't lie to you about that. They say it looks good and that you should be fine, they just have to wait and see once it heals completely. The other reason for diapers is that right now you're too weak to make it to the bathroom and back, so you'll need them until you get enough strength back."

"OK then, I guess all that makes sense."

"So have you thought about changing your name? You're going to be a girl and 'Charles Robert Miller' just won't work. 'Charlie' as a nick name is ok if your name were 'Charlene' or something like that."

"No I haven't thought about that at all..."

"Well you'll need to decide that before you go back to school, so your father can have all the records changed."

"Shit! When does school start? It has to be close."

"Next week actually, but you'll miss the first few weeks. That shouldn't be a problem for you since you're repeating the 6th grade anyway."

"But I can't be here alone?"

"You won't be. Someone will be here with you every day. We already decided and the school board has approved that each of us will skip one day to be here and take care of you. Carol, Max, Cindy, Me, Pamela, Sally, Candy, Suko and Lacey have all been trading off so far, so that means we'd only miss one day out of every eight and other girls have volunteered too."

"She was here the first couple of days when they brought you home, you were completely out of it most of the time back then. Then her family left on a final vacation for the summer before school and she won't be back until this weekend."

"So what's with this Pamela, Sally, Lacey and what was it Suko? I don't know them."

"They're really nice girls Charlie and they've each been here with you at least once; Pamela three times. Lacey and Sally twice each. They're really concerned about you and have been here taking care of you. They already know how bad you were hurt and wanted to help. They each did a wonderful job and took really good care of you."

"OK well I'd just as soon not have girls I don't know changing my diapers and seeing what a freak I am now, if it's all the same..."

"Charlie, they've already seen you down there, we had to change bandages there frequently for the first few days and twice per day since then. Besides you're not a freak; I really wish you'd quit saying that."

"Just what ELSE would you call it Susan? I've got a cock that no longer works and no balls! That's a freak..."

"No it's my friend who was seriously injured and is now healing and will soon become a new person sexually. Charlie, being a girl isn't so bad. You're making this out to be worse than it is."

"If you say so... How's Max he was injured too? She didn't hurt him bad did she?"

"No he's fine, he got a black eye, bump on the head and a small cut up in his hair, but he's all healed now. He was a little dizzy for a couple of days but that's all."

"And Nick?"

"Worried sick about you. He wants to see you really bad, but you haven't been awake to talk to him. He's been here with Max and I a few times, and left crying each time he saw you hurting so badly."

"Well I'm awake now so call him and have him come over. I don't need him worrying about me."

"OK I'll have him come after the nurse takes the tubes out of you, then you won't look so bad when he visits."

"Alright... Susan I hope you don't mind, but I'm really tired..."

"Then sleep Charlie, you'll feel better when you wake up."

Charlie didn't wake when the nurse visited and removed the tubes from him and gave him a shot in the rear end. Susan explained that he'd been awake and that they'd talked for some time before he became too tired and went back to sleep. The nurse told her that that was a good sign and that he'd be awake more frequently now. The IV had strong pain killers that were making him droopy and that the pills and shots he'd be getting from now on weren't as strong.

The next thing he heard was a small weak voice say "Charlie?" and he opened his eyes and saw Nick standing beside his bed, being held by the shoulders by his sister.

"Hey Nick," he replied

"Nick you can't hug him, he's still healing, you can touch him, if you do it lightly but that's all," she told the boy.

Charlie reached out his hand and took the smaller hand in his and gave it a squeeze. "You ok Nick? Sit on the edge of the bed here where I can see you better; my left eye is still fuzzy."

"Remember Nick no hugging!" Susan said and released her hold on him and he was quickly perched on the edge of the bed looking down at Charlie, tears streaming down his face.

"Charlie I've been so worried..." he whimpered.

"It'll be ok Nicky, I'm getting better," Charlie replied and pulled the hand up and kissed it.

"I'll just leave you two alone then," Susan offered, "Remember Nick NO hugging!"

"OK Sis, I won't, I don't want to hurt him..."

The two talked quietly for a few minutes, until Nick settled down before Charlie dropped the bomb on him. "Nicky, if I were a girl could you be my boyfriend?"

"What? Why would you ask that?"

"Nicky I'll never be a boy like I was before, they had to cut my balls off and they said I have nerve damage in my dick and that it won't work right ever again. I'm going to have them make me into a girl so I can have some kind of life from here on out. So if I was a girl could you still be with me? I know you're gay and all that, but I'd have a girl's anatomy when they're done with me. Boobs, pussy the whole thing, except I couldn't ever have a baby."

"OH Charlie! Of course I could be with you! I love YOU not what you have between your legs. Well I did enjoy that cock but only because it was attached to you. Charlie nobody has ever given me what you give me, so I guess I'll just have to be bisexual or something. Charlie I love you and that's all that really matters."

"So you'll be ok with me being a girl? You can fuck my girl pussy you know as well as my behind. Nicky I love you more than anyone except Kathy and once I'm changed, that one won't be possible anymore at least sexually. I want to keep you and well I just had to ask."

"Will you let me play with your new boobs? <snicker>

"Anytime you want little guy. My boobs will be yours to play with all you want, same with any other part you want to play with. That is as long as I get to play with my favorite boy too."

"OK Charlie Deal, I'm now your boyfriend and I still belong to you and I'm never giving you up!"

"Good now lean over here and kiss me and then dry those tears I don't like seeing you cry."

When Susan came back both of them were smiling and laughing. She just smiled at them and sat on the chair near the bed. "Charlie's going to be my girlfriend!" Nick exclaimed grinning at his sister.

"So how does that fit with being gay?"

"Guess I'm bisexual now Susan, because no matter what, I want Charlie and he, I guess it'll be she wants me!"

"Then I'm happy for both of you Nick. See Charlie being a girl won't be all that bad, you still get to have Nicky and he already loves you more than anyone."

The three of them talked for another hour before Charlie was getting tired again and Susan told Nick it was time to leave him. Nick leaned over a carefully kissed his friend before leaving, with a big smile on his face.

"That was easier than I thought," Charlie murmured.

"Yes it was Charlie, but I'll warn you in advance, Max wants you too, boy or girl it doesn't matter to him."

"Life is sure going to be interesting..." was the soft reply as he rolled onto his side and was soon asleep again.

That evening the doctor stopped in and removed the spinal block and gave him another shot, this one for pain and explained the various pills he'd be taking. "So how are you adjusting Charlie, I know this is a big change for you."

"I'll be ok Doctor, I already have a boyfriend lined up and another waiting in the wings as it were. I know it's going to be a hard adjustment, but I don't really have a choice do I? I'll just have to make the best of things."

"A boyfriend? How can you have a boyfriend already? You've been out of it for almost thee weeks?"

"Well he was already kind of my boyfriend," Charlie replied and then told him about Nick being gay and his bisexual brother and that he'd also had sex with three different girls but didn't name them."

"Two boys and three girls? And you're only 13? Hell I didn't get laid until I was almost 18! You've been a busy little boy Charlie!" the Doctor replied grinning at him.

"Yes and I expect to be a busy little girl Doctor, since two of them will still want me." He grinned back.

"Well none of that for some time Charlie, you still have a lot of healing to do and then a major operation sometime late this winter or more probably spring or early next summer so you don't miss too much school; and more healing after that. Then you can resume your sex life however much you want."

"Yeah I know that. You said I'll have the operation this winter maybe? What about before then?"

"More likely spring or early summer. You'll be going through what the specialists call RLT or 'Real Life Test' in addition to hormone treatments and meeting with a psychologist about changing sex assignment. Normally RLT lasts for at least two years, but in your case, since you've already been castrated and are so young, it'll be shorter and make the whole thing easier and faster. It's a bonus that you will be starting in a new school where most won't know that you used to be a boy. That means that you will be living as a girl, full time, in all things. Your father will have your name and records changed to a girl's name and legally you will be a girl. Then once the operation is done, only a doctor will be able to tell the difference looking at you and then only on a detailed examination."

"Actually quite a few kids already know me or at least of me as a boy." He then explained about the 'Charlie's Angels' group and that many girls already knew of him as a boy who voluntarily was dropping back one year in school to avoid physical violence against him.

"Well from what you've told me, I'm sure they will still be supportive of you Charlie, you said the whole idea was to stop bully's and you'll be subject to some of that regardless. If I might offer a suggestion here Charlie, be honest with them if you're asked about the sex change, you're not doing it because you want to but because you basically have to. The girls in particular will be more receptive to that. I'm sure the psychologist will tell you the same thing. Don't try to hide it, just don't advertize it. Just be yourself and go with the flow." "So about the diapers? How long will I have to wear them? I was just getting to the point of not needing them in the daytime and now I'm back in them 24/7?"

"At least a month, maybe more, we'll just have to wait and see..."

"So I'll be wearing them to school then? That's really going to suck!"

"Yes for awhile anyway. But before that, you need to learn to be a girl. I'm sure your friends will help with that. Girls do many things differently Charlie and you'll need to learn quickly."

"I guess it's more than clothes then, walk, talk, sit, act like a girl, makeup and all that?"

"Exactly!"

"This is going to be more complicated than I thought!"

"I'll be honest here, it won't be easy, but easier for you than some who go through this since you're still young."

"OK, I'll learn whatever I have too; I don't have a choice, so I have to..."

"Well for now, two more days in bed and semi-liquid or soft foods only for you, then I want you to try and get up and around some to help avoid getting weaker physically. Be real careful with bowel movements, don't force it for awhile, and make sure someone calls me if there's blood in your stool. Other than that, you've made an amazingly quick recovery given how badly you were injured; good luck Charlie and if you ever need to just talk to me, I'll come and visit. You just need to call me."

"Thank you doctor, for all of your help, I appreciate it more than you'll ever know, especially thanks for being so honest with me."

The next two days went by quickly as friends visited, Charlie freely told them what was going to happen and all of them were supportive. The only thing that bothered him was Lacey and Pamela taking their turns with him and changing his diaper and him knowing they were looking at his mutilated crotch in the process. Each time he turned beet red and they did their best to comfort him, but no matter what they said, it didn't help much.

His first day out of bed was Saturday and Carol, Cindy and Susan were all present when he made his first shaky steps. Carol helped him to the bathroom, where she gave him a bath, it was just the two of them in there and he was thankful for that. Charlie lay back in the tub as she washed him, looking down at himself. "Carol be honest with me, what do you think about me becoming a girl?"

"I think you'll be a very pretty girl Charlie, you were already too pretty for a boy and some girls will be jealous of how good you're going to look. Besides, you already have the personality for it, you were always more concerned about others than yourself."

"Really?"

"Really Charlie, I wish I had your skin, face and hair right now and you haven't even changed yet!"

"My nipples are bigger, I'm sure of it, and they stick out all the time, like hard little bumps."

"That's the hormones working Charlie, they haven't grown any yet, not noticeably anyway. But they're erect and puffy, they got that way before, you just never noticed because your dick was probably hard at the same time and it had your attention."

"Yeah I guess you're right, they just feel different. Carol will you help teach me how to be a girl? I have so much to learn and no time to learn it. I have to be halfway ready before I ever show my face at school."

"Yes I will and so will the other girls. Charlie you won't be alone there at school, we've talked and someone will be with you all the time to guide you and help you when you need it. Right now, Susan and Cindy are down in the basement, looking through your sister's clothes that are stored there to see what's usable for you. I brought my sewing machine and I'll alter any that are close enough so they fit you. Then tomorrow Susan is going to redo your hair into a more feminine style and you'll get some lessons on makeup and sitting and all of that. You need to be wearing a skirt or dress for those to hit home so first we'll get you some clothes to wear."

"Carol will you still be willing to hold me when I'm a girl?"

"Charlie, I'll always hold you when you want me to; I love holding you, you know that!"

"Yeah but I won't be a boy you're holding anymore, just an 'almost' girl with at least one boy part still left. Even if it doesn't work anymore..."

"Who cares about that? I sure don't! Charlie, it's my friend I like holding and you'll still be my friend regardless."

"Thanks Carol, I love you, you know."

"I love you too Charlie, you're still you regardless of physical changes."

Once his bath was done, she diapered him and helped him downstairs to the rec. room where the girls had several open boxes of clothes and were sorting them into piles. "We found three boxes of stuff she must have outgrown several years ago Charlie, they're way too small for her to have worn them in the last two years at least." Susan advised.

"I have stuff at home that will be close to fitting you too Charlie. Stuff from a year ago when I was about your size and Mom just never got around to giving it to Goodwill," Cindy added. Really nice stuff that I just outgrew. We'll get you outfitted in no time at all. In fact how about Sue and I getting that stuff while Carol measures you?"

"OK I guess; that sounds better than wearing my sister's old things. I don't really want any connection to her ever again." He replied softly.

"So hang loose and we'll go get them!" Cindy replied excitedly. "We'll be back in just a few minutes!"

They were back in about 15 minutes with two boxes and several bags of clothes. Carol gave the girls her estimate of sizes and they quickly resorted piles until only the ones that would be close to fitting were left. Charlie spent the next three hours being a 'dress-up' doll for the girls as they had him try on one dress, blouse and skirt after another as well as shorts, and several 'training bra's' for when he started growing there. Carol was marking and putting aside any that needed alteration and soon he was facing a mound of girl's clothing that was now 'his'. Carol had him standing in front of a mirror wearing a party type dress and stood behind him looking over his shoulder. "What'd you think Charlie?"

"That I look like a boy wearing a dress! What did you think I'd think Carol?"

"What I thought Charlie, is that you'll look great in that dress once we make some changes to your hair and add a little of the right kind of makeup."

"Sorry Carol, this is all just so much to take in all at once... I didn't mean to snap at you like that."

"It's ok Charlie we understand this is a big change for you," she replied.

"Well not to ruin your fun dressing me up, but I'm wet and need a diaper change. Are we done here for now? I'm also kind of tired, I'm not used to standing so long right now."

"Can you make it upstairs on your own?"

"I don't think so, I'll need some help..."

"Ok let me get that dress off of you and we'll get you up and changed then." She replied as she unzipped it and lifted it over his head, then scooped him up and carried him up the steps to his room. Removed his wet diaper and quickly had him dry and secure again.

Charlie smiled up at her when she finished, she was all business during the diaper change. "I still can't get over how fast you can do that."

"Practice, Charlie, lot's of practice!" she replied smiling down at him, the picked him up and sat on the chair with him cuddled on her lap. Charlie nestled against her and then she felt him tremble and suddenly he was crying, hard.

"Talk to me Charlie, I want to help but I need to know what's wrong..." she murmured as she cuddled him tighter.

Charlie looked up with tears streaming down his face, "How... How could she do that to me?" He whimpered. "This is all too much... I don't know if I can do this..." then he buried his face against her and cried even harder. "Nails for God's sake!" he whimpered against her and all she could do was hold him and let him cry it all out.

All of the girls had been told to expect this to happen, it was just a matter of when and who would be there when it did. All of his emotions held in since the attack, all came pouring out at once and all she could do was encourage him to let it out. She cuddled and cooed to him and for awhile he was a toddler on her lap, as she softly talked to him and stroked his ravaged body. When he finally started to settle down some, she softly said, "It'll be ok sweetheart, we'll get you through this and you'll be happy again. I know it's really hard, but you'll be ok. I promise." Charlie finally relaxed in her arms and she just sat and rocked him on her lap, then gently carried him to his bed and covered him. He was already asleep."

Out in the hallway two nervous girls waited, letting Carol take care of him. "It finally happened didn't it?" Susan asked.

"Yeah he broke down completely and cried until he couldn't anymore. He's asleep now and should be better when he wakes, we knew this was going to happen, he had it all bottled up inside and it had to come out. I guess wearing all those girl's clothes finally made him face that it's all real, that he'd never be a boy again."

"Who's scheduled to be with him this evening?" Susan asked.

"Lacey," Cindy replied, "But that won't work, he'll need someone he really knows and trusts to be with him tonight. I'll call her and tell her to cancel and I'll stay with him until tomorrow morning."

"Are you sure Cindy? I can stay if need be." Carol offered.

"No, I can do this. I have to do this. I love that boy and I need to get him through this." Cindy firmly replied.

"Well for one thing, all of us need to drop the 'boy' adjectives when referring to Charlie. He's no longer a boy and won't be ever again, so don't refer to Charlie that way. He needs to get used to the fact that he'll be a girl soon and will be living that way from now on."

Charlie slept for several hours and found himself being held by Cindy when he woke. "Cindy, you can let go now, I'll be ok... I guess Carol told you what happened..."

"She did Charlie, we all knew it would happen sometime, it was just a matter of when."

"So you were all just waiting for me to have an emotional breakdown?"

"Yes, the doctors said to expect it. How do you feel now?"

"Better actually, hungry too, I guess it's past dinner time..."

"Dinnertime is whenever you want it, but yes it's 7:00, so can you make it down to the kitchen or do I need to bring it up here for you. It'll be soup and some bread, you're still on soft foods."

"I can get down there, but I may need help getting back up the steps. Walking up stairs pulls at my groin and hurts some."

"OK let's go down and get you something to eat, then I'll help you back up here if you need it."

Down at the table, Charlie was eating his bowl of soup and buttered bread, when Cindy interrupted his thoughts. "Charlie I need to warn you that that may happen again."

"You mean the breakdown?"

"Yes, it may, no not may, will, happen again at anytime with no warning. We don't know what will trigger it. But 'when' it happens just go with it and let it out. Don't try to stop it or it will just make it worse when it happens again."

"You mean I'm going to have that happen again?"

"Probably a couple of times yes. Just know that one of us will be there to help you get through it."

"But I don't want that to happen."

"It has to happen one way or another Charlie. You're human and humans have emotions and we can't keep bad feelings bottled up inside or we explode emotionally. You've lived through one of the worst things that can happen to a person and it's natural for you to have feelings about it. You have to give those feelings an outlet when it's needed or have a really bad episode and end up in a mental ward. Letting them out like today is what you need to do. Think of it like an emergency spillway on a dam. The water builds up and at some point needs an outlet or the dam will break. That episode you had today was your body letting the excess emotions out so that your mind wouldn't break."

"When the hell did you get so smart?"

"I've always been smart, that's why you love me. Besides I cheated, the doctors explained it all to us when they told us to expect it to happen." She replied with a grin.

"You being smart is only one of the many reasons I've loved you Cindy, you're pretty and fun to be with, usually anyway."

"So finish eating your dinner and then we can have some fun, mis... Charlie."

"You almost said 'mister' didn't you. Guess I'm not the only one having trouble adjusting to this change."

"Yeah I did, sorry about that Charlie, but you took my virginity and well a girl tends to remember that and you were a great looking sexy boy when you did it. So now you'll be a great looking sexy girl and still my friend. I guess that makes you really special in my book."

"Yeah I guess that part of my life is over; no more popping little girls cherry's. Not even those who tricked me into it." He replied a little sadly.

"Boys are virgins too you know. How many people have the opportunity to collect virgins on both sides?"

"Not many I'd guess and I don't plan on fucking every boy that comes along. For starters Nicky wouldn't like it and I've already asked him to be my boyfriend once I'm a girl. I love him already so that makes it easy. I'll limit myself to Nick and Max, just like we planned for that group. I don't want to get diseases or a bad reputation."

"You move quick there Charlie, not even fully a girl yet and already have a boyfriend. Who'd have thought that was possible. Wait a minute is the gay boy turning straight for you?"

"He says so, he loves me and I love him and well I guess that's enough to at least turn him bisexual. Besides, he's the sweetest boy I'll ever meet so why not?"

"Well he is that. A talented little tongue and fingers there too. You will still share him won't you? He's fantastic at oral sex."

"Guess I'll have to, I mean there's only two boys left in the group. Either that or we'll have to find another boy or two."

"OK well that's not an emergency situation we need to deal with. Besides, you still have a working tongue and fingers and I really enjoyed that with you. Girls can do things together too you know..."

"Hadn't really thought about that, but you do taste really good Cindy. I could still do that for you."

Just then his father stepped through the door and the sex talk ended abruptly. "Hi Dad?"

"Hello Charlie, how are you feeling today? Better I assume since you sitting down here instead of up in your room."

"Much better Dad, the girls spent the day finding me clothes to wear, some from Mary's old stuff and Cindy here donated some of her clothes from when she was smaller and that will fit me. Tomorrow, they're going to start teaching me about hair, makeup and all the other stuff I need to know."

"Well it sounds like you're making the best of things. If you want to talk about anything just say so and I'll be there for you. As far as clothes, we'll buy you whatever you need. Doesn't that school wear uniforms?" "Yeah we do," Cindy replied, "But we found two of mine that will fit him without hardly any alterations. I was about his...her size last year. Sorry Charlie." She said blushing.

"We'll all have that problem for awhile Cindy, I know Charlie here is still trying to adjust to the whole idea." Mr. Miller said to the blushing girl. "I have to get used to it too and have to think before I say anything. I'm not used to having a new daughter yet."

"Tell me about it. Your new daughter certainly isn't used to the idea yet either," Charlie mumbled. Then continued after a long pause, "So what's up with Mary are they going to keep her in that mental hospital."

"Yes she's been diagnosed as schizophrenic and psychotic and ruled a danger to herself and others so she was probated into the hospital until such time as she's deemed sane again. Even then she's still subject to criminal prosecution for what she did to you. By the way the doctors would like to copy that journal you had her write about previous incidents. It will help them understand her background and condition better. The police want a copy too, so if you'll give it to me, I'll make copies at work for them both."

"Yeah no problem on that one, she's one sick puppy... I hope they lock her up and throw away the key! I'll leave it on the table here for you and you can do whatever you want with it."

"She's sick Charlie, they said she has been for awhile. They don't understand how she could do what she did to you." He replied.

"I don't either Dad, she has to be sick, no one could do that to someone and NOT be a sicko. But I'm the one who has to live with what she did." Tears were forming and starting to leak down his cheeks and his father just picked him up and suddenly he was crying full out again as his father held him and tried to comfort him.

"Let it all out Charlie," Cindy told him, "Like we talked about, you have to let it all out." As tears streaked her face too.

His father just carried him into the living room and held him as he continued to cry for several more minutes, his entire body shaking. "Cindy's right Charlie you have to let it all out, when this happens," he said to his now sniffling child, Charlie cried some more before finally calming down and still hugging his father kissed the man's cheek before sitting back against his strong arm. "Better now?"

"Yeah thanks Dad, I needed that. I feel better now." After taking a big breath he started again, "Dad I've been thinking about the whole name thing. I was named after both of my grandfathers so I'd kind of like to still have some tie to them. How about 'Charlene Roberta and I'll still go by my nickname of 'charlie'. That's as close to 'Charles Robert' as I can think of."

"Whatever you want Charlie, I think that's a fine name and I understand why you want to keep it similar to your current name. If you want, I'll get the paperwork started Monday and once the court officially changes it, I'll have the school change all records as well as your sex. I'll get you a new birth certificate with the new name on it too."

"Thanks Dad that will make things easier. I couldn't go to that school wearing a girls uniform and have them call me Charles, it just wouldn't work. Dad about money? I was in the hospital a week and doctors and nurses have visited here, are we ok?"

"We're no worse off than before Charlie, your medical bills were/are being covered by the medical insurance where I work as well as the State Crime Victim's Fund, Mary's hospital bills will be covered by the State also, since it's a state owned hospital and she was court order admitted. Now I know the girls are fixing you up with enough clothes to get by for starters anyway, but I'll give you my credit card and I want you to go out when you're better and buy new things for yourself. The girls will help you pick out nice things and I want my new daughter to always look good in her clothes. Just don't go overboard on spending. Get enough for school and casual and we'll deal with getting more as you need it. Don't forget you're on hormone treatments, so your body will be changing, rapidly from what they tell me, so you'll be needing new clothes in a few months anyway."

"How can I forget about those treatments? I think my nipples are bigger and they're hard all the time, here feel them. Besides I'm on an emotional rollercoaster all the time now. Carol said that's a side effect of the drugs."

"The emotional thing is a side effect Charlie and it will happen until your body gets used to the drugs. As for your nipples, they don't look bigger, but they are erect right now."

"They're like that all the time! And sensitive to the touch too. It's really annoying."

"Get used to that Charlie," Cindy's voice said, "Mine are like that too, it's called puberty and means they'll start growing soon.

"Oh hello Cindy, sorry I forgot you were here..."

"That's ok Charlie, I didn't want to interrupt you and your father. You need to have these talks with him and it'll help you adjust. Besides, I love sitting like that with my Dad, I'm sure both of you will enjoy it."

"It is nice Cindy and thanks for reminding me. I've only held HER like this a few times in the last few years and I forgot how nice it is. Charlie, would you mind your old Dad holding you like this frequently. We can do it whenever you want to talk or even just to be close."

"I'd love it Dad, I've missed doing this too. But boys aren't supposed to like sitting on their Dad's lap, so I stopped. Now that I'm going to be a girl, I want to do this as much as you'll let me."

"Then we'll do it frequently Charlie. By the way young lady, you have a wet diaper at the minute and I think you could use a change."

"God that sounds weird. 'Young lady' how can I get used to that one!"

"Easy Charlie, the more you hear it, the easier it will be, so 'girl', come with me and we'll get you into a nice dry diaper." Cindy ordered.

Cindy helped him up the steps to his room and made sure he took his pain pills immediately, then helped him onto the changing table. Once his diaper was removed, she opened his legs wide. "Hold yourself open Charlie, In need to check how you're healing down here." Then all he could see was the top of her head as she bent down to look closely. "Looks good Charlie, almost no scar and you can't even see the staple holes anymore."

"Staple holes?"

"Yeah, well I guess no one told you. They had to make a small incision of course to remove your damaged testis, and they stapled it closed. The staples were removed before you came home from the hospital. For the first couple of days there were tiny holes where the staples were and then just a few red dots. Now it's all healed and you can barely see where the incision was."

"They use staples?"

"Yeah medical staples, they're a special kind and don't require as much work or pain as using the old string sewing method. They use them a lot these days."

"OK so they stapled me back together. Cindy be honest, what do I look like down there? I can't see anything and well I can feel the empty sack, but that's all."

"Just that Charlie, your sack is empty of course and is just loose skin laying there, your cock looks about the same as before, except for some scars on it, a couple on the side and around the head in particular. Other than that, it's the same cute little butt hole, with a red spot where they had to sew it and the same smooth girly thighs you always had. By the way, we'll need to remove the hair from your legs, girls don't have that you know, boys don't like hairy legs. We'll use some Nair on them and it'll wash right off and leave them nice and smooth."

"Forgot about that, now I'll have to shave my legs from here on out."

"Or use a depilatory like Nair; and don't forget the arm pits; no hair there either."

"Great just another thing to add to what's getting to be a long list."

"Hey it takes work to be a pretty girl. We're not all born with your pretty face or great hair you know; some of us have to actually work at it!"

"OK then please just diaper me and then I want to lay down for awhile, I'm tired again."

Shortly he was securely diapered and tucked into bed, then was surprised when she removed her shorts and lifted the covers. "Move over, I'm sleeping with you tonight."

"You sure about that?"

Charlie didn't reply, just moved over in the bed to make room for her.