The Beach

Could you go back to what you used to know if you'd been forever changed? 🤔

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As we stood on a cliff overlooking the sparkling ocean, Claire gripped my hand. “He’ll be here with the boat. I understand you don’t think we can trust him, but he’s a good guy.”

The warm, humid wind blew against my soft skin and between my thighs where my cock and balls used to be. The sensation was both pleasant and horrific. “He’s not a good guy. Look where the hell he works!”

“Sure, but... well... we go out, didn’t we? He has delivered on everything you said he would.”

“Except the boat,” I said.

“He’s coming!”

“Okay, but for now we’re standing on the beach, hoping they don’t realize we’re gone.” I pulled my hand away and crossed my arms over my breasts. My breasts was a phrase I’d never imagine I’d have to use, but they were as undeniable as my physically reduced body; I was skinnier than Claire now. The two years of hormones and surgeries had taken their toll. 

“Why are you being such a bitch?” Claire said. “We’re about to finally get out of this horrid place.”

I felt like I’d been slapped. “I can’t believe you called me a bitch.” 

“I’m sorry,” she said. “It’s just...”

“You don’t think of me as a guy anymore,” I answered for her.

“I... look, let’s not fight, please.”

Suddenly I heard a motor. A little way down the beach, a large motorboat was fast approaching.

“Oh, thank god!” Claire cried. “There he is!”

The boat drew closer, and I half-expected it to be full of the cartel’s men. But it wasn’t. It was actually Gerry, waving, with a dumb smile on his dumb face. We might actually be free…

“Come on, girls!” Gerry shouted as he pulled up beneath us. “Jump in the water, I’ll fish you out. We don’t have much time.” 

Claire didn’t hesitate. She jumped, disappearing under the water with a splash. When Gerry pulled her up onto the boat, she looked around in confusion, then realized I hadn’t followed. “What are you waiting for? Jump!”

I shook my head. “I can’t.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Claire said. “Of course you can!”

Everything I feared flooded into my mind. Tears priced my eyes. “I don’t want to go back! Not like this. I can’t face seeing my parents again, my friends… everyone I ever knew. Not now that I have tits and a… a pussy. The humiliation… I just, I can’t handle it.”

Everyone I ever knew not that I have tits and a... a pussy. The humiliation would be horrific. I’m sorry, I’m just not that brave.” 

“Tommy!” my wife shouted.

But I turned my back, and walked back the way we’d come. For another minute, I heard Claire shouting for me, then the motor started up again. Soon after, I could hear only the waves.

On the walk back, it started to rain. When they caught up with me, I sneered at them in defiance, but I think we all knew it was a mask.

Underneath, I was just a scared girl, and I guess I always will be.