Robert was dreaming of the nights he and his then girlfriend Meagan shared on spring break their senior year of college. As a Bio Chemistry Major Robert rarely got to partake in things like spring break, as his professors would say "Science does not stop to party." He knew this senior trip was important to Meagan so he took the time off and he surprised her by making all the arrangements. Every night, after the drinking and the partying they would return to their room and Meagan would show Robert just how grateful she was. They had a healthy sex life but the tropical setting and constant flow of alcohol had taken things to a whole new level. In his dream Robert helped her out of the taxi, getting a good look at her sexy long legs and blue panties. In the hotel room they were quickly out of their clothes and he was soon looking up as Meagan road him, her firm athletic body bouncing up and down as he bucked with all his might. He could feel his penis tensing as Meagan's vagina tightened all around it. The sound of Meagan's sweet voice in the throws of passion rang in his ears, "Oh Robert, Oh God, I'm Cumming I'm Cumming!!!" Suddenly his own orgasm hit him like a surprise wave at the beach, more powerful than anything he had felt in his life. Suddenly Meagan's face transformed from one of satisfaction and love to one of horror and shock, "Who the fuck are you bitch?!" She growled angrily, "How did you get in our bed and where is Robert??" Robert struggled to talk, "I am Robert Babe, it's me!" His voice sounded odd to his ears, it was pitched higher than he remembered. "Meagan's eyes shown bright with fury, "Bull shit, you aren't Robert! Robert is a man, he has a penis! You are woman with tits and a pussy! Get out of here you dirty bitch!!" Meagan's hand cocked back in a fist and just as she was about to connect with her punch to Robert's face, he woke up.
Suddenly awake Robert looked down at himself. He was breathing hard from his reaction to the dream he just had and the affect was even more unsettling as his large breasts were heaving in the soft cotton shirt he was wearing. He was generally used to this view of himself now, a year after the accident and subsequent transplant surgery, but when ever he would have that dream turned nightmare it would unwind him all over again. As his mind settled more in to the real word he became aware of the moist stickiness in his panties. He had cum in his sleep. Sighing, Robert got up and took a shower, trying to be as clinical as possible. He had certainly learned the benefits of this body and the pleasure it could experience but he was in no mood to let his fingers wander this morning. Robert was now in the third year of his Doctoral Candidacy, postponed by a year due to his current "situation". He found it ironic that the breakthrough in nano technology and stem cell combination that he had contributed to was what had lead to him becoming the world's first successful head transplant. The further irony was that the brilliant mind that had lead to this science being possible was the same mind that made the decision to text and drive, causing Robert to miss the red light and the oncoming bus that crushed him and his car. Because he was near the University he was quickly taken to the University hospital. Robert's body was terribly mangled but despite the blood the attending Doctor, Jessica Anders, recognized his face from one of the lectures on the progress of their research. While she worked to keep the young man alive she had her nurse contact Professor Gupta, Robert's boss in the program and the leader of the research team. Professor Gupta arrived and pulled the attending aside, "Professor, his situation is critical. right now his body could give out at any minute." The Professor nodded, "how is his head?" The attending looked a little perplexed but answered, "Well surprisingly in good condition. Brain swelling is minimal, the air bags did their job but the bus rolled over his car crushing most of him and his lower extremities." The Professor looked at his brilliant student through the observation window, "His organ donor paper work is in good order as I require of all of my students. I am going to save his life and make scientific history. I have a donor body on standby, my people will be here in five minutes. You can sit in on the surgery if you like Doctor." Jessica was stunned but she knew professor Gupta was a world class genius, what ever was about to happen she wanted to see the outcome. Jessica watched from the corner, of the operating room and gasped as the "donor body" was revealed, it was a female! Professor Gupta looked over at Jessica, "Doctor Anders I can understand your shock. But beggars can not be choosers. If this young man's brain is going to live his head will need a host body. We do not hesitate to save a life by putting a male heart in a female or a female liver in a male. Robert will certainly need therapy both physical and mental and his needs will be provided for, but there is no other option." Jessica said nothing but nodded her understanding. The Procedure began.
Robert spent the next year trying to get used to his new form. The difficulty of the physical rehab early on helped him block out of his mind that he was now a biological woman. The cocktail of drugs he was on to prevent his new body from rejecting his head affected his bodies physiology shutting down his menses and the several months in bed being fed through a tube and receiving intravenous fluids had made his already thin body thinner and deflating the curves it possessed. The help of his therapist Karen Willis and Dr. Anders helped him keep his sanity. Meagan was there for him out of love and loyalty but their relationship would never be the same again. He had considered having breast reduction and undergoing surgery to have this new body become male but Doctor Gupta and Karen convinced him to at least give it a year. During that year Robert found himself enjoying his new form. His features and short hair initially looked odd on top of his body as it regained it's womanliness, but as the estrogen softened his face and his hair grew out he became a very handsome woman. The stem cell regeneration and skin grafting left a very fine line where his head was attached to his neck could be hidden by make up and hair and his identity had been concaled in all of the published papers. To any one who didn't know him Robert appeared to always be a woman. All of this happened under the watchful eye of Karen and Jessica who he was now sending picture to from his dressing room. This was his first trip to buy women's clothes on his own. He picked out a top and skirt that clearly didn't match to have a little bit of fun with his "coaches". "So what do you think?" he wrote in his text, "This matches right? LOL!" Robert was supposed to be picking out an outfit for his date tonight. Out in Public he went by "Bobbi" and had met a lovely young lesbian named Becky at his Yoga class. Robert had finally worked up the courage to ask Becky out and was over the moon when she accepted.
Dinner had gone great. Robert had gone with a casual yet sexy jean and top combo, showing plenty of cleavage, that was enhanced by his knee high leather boots. Both he and Becky laughed and drank plenty of wine. At the end of the night Robert invited Becky back to his place for a drink. As they entered Robert plopped down on the bench by the door, "Listen Becky, I look damn good in these boots but they hurt like hell. Do us a solid and help me get these things off?" Becky smiled at Robert, "Sure Bobbi, and maybe later you can help me take a few things off as well." Robert smiled coyly, confident that he would be sleeping a whole lot better tonight than he did the night before.
Very interesting story! I love the way you used the pictures. I also wonder if this type of tech won't be available someday. Who knows.
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Hi Zapper, thanks I had fun writing this one. I was inspired by a few things I had seen in the news about this being a when and not an if in terms of a scientific breakthrough. Also I wanted to sneak a "don't text and drive" message in!
DeleteLOL -- I like the don't text and drive message! You're very creative! I enjoy you're stories a bunch.
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