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Bella's Folly

Chapter 1: Monster

by ThatTentacleFeel

Tags: #cw:noncon #cw:sexual_assault #CW:forced_drug_use #CW:manipulation #dom:female #drugs #f/f #graphic_violence #medical #medical_play #sub:female #cw:blood #CW:discussion_of_trans_experience_and_transition #cw:gender_dysphoria #humiliation #mtf #trans #transgender #transgirl

Read the tags! If anything there doesn't sit right with you, don't continue! Dead doves and all that. As I write this story, I'm gaining ideas on what I want to do with it, but I do plan for some graphic descriptions of violence, so while we haven't gotten there quite yet, it is the plan. Frankly, this is planning to be a pretty dark story. So please, be thoughtful of how you approach it.

"Eleven years." Charlotte answered flatly, making no further elaboration, her mind clearly not in the moment.

“That'd explain it! It's been a year and a half for me!" Bella answered, with more enthusiasm. Willfully ignoring the seeming uninterest from the older woman.

A moment passed.

"What do you do for work?" she pushed onward. Bella still felt like she had so much more progress to be made. If she could discuss with a woman who'd already been through so much of her transition, maybe she could learn a thing or two. She was determined to get to know Charlotte more, as she was older than most the other people in the group.

"I'm a PA for Dr. Rose, she's a surgeon with Willow Way Hospital. You may have heard of her." 

"A PA? That's some kind of assistant, right?”

“Physician's assistant, yes. I help with after care for post op patients. Mostly with bottom surgery. Dianna – Dr. Rose –  is the head of our team there.”

"Holy shit! No way! You've really made it, haven't you? God, that brings me hope. I've been working my ass off with college courses since graduating high school. It’s been rough. Lonely too…. That’s why I decided to look into support groups. Then I could meet neat people, like you!” Bella replied, gleaming just a bit.

Charlotte glanced away from the beautiful librarian sorting books across the way, “I think you could say that.” she said, clearly more interested in Bella, though still in her own head.

Charlotte examined the young woman sitting across the small table from her. She’d mentioned she’d just turned 20 last month. She must have started hormones shortly after turning 18.

“Lucky girl.”, Charlotte remarked internally.

Straight brunette hair flowed past her shoulders, down to her chest. She wore a light blue tank top, which exposed her chest, and just enough of her small breasts to catch Charlotte’s eye. She had a cute nose, small, and just a bit curved. Her eyebrows were immaculate, but no visible makeup. It’s not like she needed it, her face was clear and had that “glow” many women chase. 

“Green eyes, too. Aren’t you a special girl?”

Charlotte hadn’t been all too interested in the young woman until now. Bella had hardly said a word during the meeting, after all. Why was she so talkative now? Especially to someone who’s almost twice her age. Who had also not said much during the meeting, either.

The truth was, Charlotte was distracted today. She’d done a slew of follow ups with post op patients for Dianna. Many of whom were women themselves. So many perfect post op pussies in a single day tended to wear on her brain. Dianna was an incredible surgeon, too, which didn’t help Charlotte’s case. While Diana wasn’t as widely known as others, Charlotte tended to believe she was one of the best. Her work was immaculate. Sculpting these women into who they were supposed to be: fuckable holes.

One of those holes was of a 26 year old girl by the name of Hailee. She’d been healing nicely, and she’d clearly taken the time to tidy up down there for her appointment. Her beautiful, dark brown pubes were neatly trimmed, and she had showered too. Her pale skin gave way to the darker scars around her vulva, but those scars would fade. In time, Charlotte reckoned, Hailee would look perfect. She’d asked for this fuck hole, and Dianna’s team had given it to her. Charlotte was the lucky lady who got to examine it internally today. The cold speculum had made Hailee jump when Charlotte began inserting it. She had to be careful, she couldn’t get too rough with most of her patients, but she could make sure the speculum was still cold when it slid in. Sometimes she used just a smidgen less lube than she should have, to make the insertion that much more uncomfortable. Hailee was lucky only to feel that coldness today… Charlotte, on the other hand, felt the warmth between her own legs as her cock excitedly swelled upon seeing the girl wince. Hailee would make such a good fuck toy, if only Charlotte could get her hands on….

“Well, I think you have!” Bella exclaimed excitedly, snapping Charlotte out of her train of thought. 

What were they talking about?

“Thank you dear. You said your name is Bella, right? Is that short for Isabella, by chance?”

“It actually is! I go by Bella, though. I like having two cute names. One longer one, and one shorter one!”

“Quirky.”

“Well, Bella. It’s been nice to meet you. I apologize for my spaciness this evening. It’s been a long day at work. I figured I should make it to group tonight, though. It excites me to see so many young girls such as yourself forming a community. This is your first time, yes?”

“Nope, my second time actually. I didn’t see you here last week, did I?”

“Oh yeah! Silly me! I totally forgot. I had something to attend to last Thursday evening.”

“Oh? Was it something fun?”

Charlotte hadn’t forgotten, of course, that she wasn’t here last Thursday. No, she was attending to a patient of hers that evening.

“No, I just had to work late. It happens now and then. Quite frequently, actually. I spend a lot of time in the evenings working with Dianna and our anesthesiologist. Just work stuff, you know.”

“I can imagine! You guys must be busy. Though, I am surprised you stay late so often. You don’t happen to see patients after hours, do you?” Bella chuckled. Charlotte couldn’t figure exactly what the girl was getting at with that, so she probed.

“Why? Do you think we see them under the table? Some kind of bottom surgery black market?”

“Oh heavens no,” Bella blushed, feeling foolish, “I was just suggesting you see people behind the hospital’s back! For free, you know. Since trans people tend not to be able to afford care and all. I don’t really know what I was getting at! Half finished thought and all that!” Bella chuckled, in an attempt to play the remark off as humor.

Charlotte liked this girl, she was a bit air-headed. Too much so, for her own good.

“Well…” Charlotte chose her words carefully, “I’ve never entertained the thought. It’s not like we can just do bottom surgeries after hours. That’s absurd. But a consultation? Follow ups? I don’t see why not.”

Bella’s entire demeanor changed. She looked so much more serious now. Nervous, like she was afraid someone had heard them talking. The library was quiet, most of the people from the support group had cleared out by now. It was getting dark anyway. 

The two of them sat there for a few moments. Once again, Charlotte eyed the girl’s body. Her skin was pale, her arms were dainty and thin. Shoulders not too broad. Her upper body was quite feminine. She was growing into being a woman nicely. It excited Charlotte to see trans women transform into such beautiful creatures. She’d not caught a glimpse of the girl’s lower half, yet. She was quite interested, though.

“It’s getting late. I should get going, and I’m sure you should too. The sun is almost all the way down. I hope you drove here, I don’t like the idea of young girls like yourself walking these streets at night.” Charlotte stood up, maybe a bit too eagerly. She wanted to see the entirety of Bella’s body. 

“Oh yeah! Shit! No, I didn’t drive here. I took the bus. I don’t have a car. I live not too far away, and the bus stop is a few blocks down the street. I’ll be fine.” Bella replied, looking out the window, just as the final red, orange, and purple were fading in the distance. She stood up, too, still looking awkward. She was completely unaware of how the woman a few feet from her took in her shape. Bella was petite from head to toe, but it worked on her. As far as Charlotte was concerned, anyway.

She had long, shaven legs, Charlotte noted, and she was wearing a short, pink short skirt. Though not what you might call "slutty", it did show off her small, but round ass well. She wore what appeared to be Vans. She was a thin girl, probably about five and a half feet, if Charlotte were to guess. No more than 150 lbs. Easy to overpower, should anyone attempt it.

“Oh don’t be silly, girlie. You’re getting a ride from me.” Charlotte said kindly, but firmly. Of course, the girl agreed eagerly. She wanted to be near the older woman, for whatever reason.

Charlotte could use that. 

As the two women walked to Charlotte’s car, Bella too, took note of whom she was with. Charlotte was taller than her, probably close to six foot, she wagered. Taller trans women could often be dysphoric, but this woman seemed to enjoy it with the way she carried herself with so much confidence. The one inch black heels certainly gave the impression. Her rear was full, not too large, but full and round. Highlighted by her business casual blue pants. Her hips wide enough that many women would probably kill for them. She wasn’t fit, or even necessarily thin, but she had the perfect shape to her upper body to compliment her hips. All this topped off with moderate size breasts in a burgundy casual dress shirt. Was this how she dressed for work? And of course, her medium short curly brown hair gently bobbed as she strode so elegantly, the color complimenting her fair skin. Her sharp and defined jawline was what highlighted the rest of her face. Not a masculine, jawline, Bella noticed. She’d never thought about how feminine such a thing could look on a woman. Maybe Bella could be this beautiful some day.

The two reached Charlotte’s car. A black, and somewhat slick looking thing, Bella, of course, didn’t recognize the model, nor the make. 

“Must be something too fancy for me.” Bella reasoned.

Charlotte unlocked the car from the passenger side, letting Bella in and onto the black leather seat. She closed the door gently, and strode around to the driver’s side, hopping in, closing the door, and sticking her keys in the ignition in a single quick motion. Then, she looked over at the petite thing on her passenger side and smiled warmly.

“I know it’s a bit late, but if you wanted to talk more about my work, we could maybe stop at my place and chat for a while.” Charlotte said, testing to see the girl’s response. 

“Oh! Um….” Bella blushed. She looked so small, so pathetic now. She clearly wanted to learn more. She had certainly meant something when she mentioned seeing patients after hours before. Even if it was a “half finished thought” as she’d stated.

“It’s okay! I really don’t mind! You have questions about the bottom surgery process! I may not be Dr. Rose, but I could go over some of the usual consultation stuff with you, if you’d like.” Charlotte smiled, looking at the clearly overwhelmed girl.

“Yeah… Yeah. I think I’d like to learn more. It’s not like you get to talk to someone who’s so involved in the bottom surgery process everyday!” Bella said, putting more excitement into her voice, trying not to sound nervous.

“Perfect.” Charlotte said with a smile, and started the car.

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