Mrs. Vasiliev

About a month ago, I was still a guy. Just graduated from my college, I was looking for a job and got to an interview at a company. I met the owner, Ivan Vasiliev an old Russian man, but he seemed very classy. I can tell the Mr. vasiliev liked me, and I was almost certain that I would be hired in his company.

But, on my way back home, I was suddenly being pulled by several big man into a van. They drugged me and I passed out. The next thing I know, I woke up in a cold white room. I notice I was strapped down to the bed, and beside the bed was all kind of medical machines that I never seen before. I overheard some of the doctors discussing about hormone injection so the subject could adapt to her new body. I began to wonder, "what body?" And I realized that when I tried to look at my body, the edge of my vision could see two mounds of flesh on my chest. I let out a soft groan as I tried to yank myself out of the strap.
"Relax there ma'am, I know you want to get out of the strap, but we have some more procedure to finish." One of the doctor told me, and then he injected some sedative to me making me fell asleep.

Now I woke up in a bed. I have no idea how was I out, but it felt like forever. I woke up with aches all around my body. And this time I wasn't strapped to the bed. I was even no longer in the white operating room. I was now in a regular room, it even seemed like a girl room. Then I remembered about my body being changed, I lift up the blanket, revealing my big breasts covered in a pink tank top.

If they really turned me into a girl then... Yup, my dick is now replaced with a pussy. I ran my fingers against my nipples and a jolt of pleasure hit me. Are these real? No way, I'm a man, I don't wanna be a girl. But my new body couldn't lie, I am now a girl. I was just about to touch my pussy, but the bedroom doors open, a nurse came in.
"Good morning Mrs. Vasiliev, how was your sleep. Shall we begin your first day of training?" Before I could answer, she pulled me out of bed, and took me to shower. Still haven't recovered from waking up as a girl, now the nurse gave made a bath. I was shock and speechless as the nurse rub her hand against my soft feminine skin. She explained a lot about keeping my body clean, but I can't pay attention to her.
She then dressed me in a sexy blue lingerie and taught me how to do my own makeup

I felt so weird everytime I saw myself in the mirror and this gorgeous looking girl look back. But from time to time I'm starting to get used to it. I was kept just inside my room for almost a month, I think. Everyday was the same, wake up some training, and then bedtime. The nurses trained me how to do my makeup, how to put on a bra, how to walk in heels, and even trained me on how behave like a woman. All of my needs are brought into my room, I can order the nurse whatever food I desire. And the magic of my new body, no matter how much I ate my body never change. During the first few days of my female training, I always asked questions to the nurse about why am I a girl, why do they keep call me Mrs. Vasiliev, why, why, why. But somehow, I'm adjusting and just decided to stop asking.
Until one day when I was alone in my room, practicing to put on a bra on my own. (Because honestly I still suck at putting my own bra, because I kept distracted by my own busting breasts) the nurse came into my room
"Excuse me Mrs. Vasiliev."
"Yes, nurse"
"I see you're training to put on a bra yourself. Very nice. I think you're ready ma'am. And your Husband, Mr. Vasiliev is waiting for you down stairs". The nurse said as she took out a red red dress and asked me to wear them then left the room.
I ditched the bra, excitedly put the dress and head down stairs so I can finally meet my husband.