"Samantha was a bitch, I don't want her life. If I have to start fresh may as well be a completely different person." You explain.
"Ok. I thought you might take that option. Just so you know, you will still have Samantha's brain and although your memories both old and new will replace hers with time, they will still be there. This may help with the whole being a girl thing but maybe a bit confusing at times." She explained. But first I need to collect a sample."
"OK, what do I need to do?" You ask.
The Nurse pulled out long swab with some plastic over the head. "What is left of your body is still inside her...I mean your womb; I need to get a sample to add to the drugs. Please lay on the bench there..." She gestured to a bench"... And spread your legs wide, this is going to feel a little weird just keep your legs open."
You lay back as the nurse probed your pussy. You felt her part your labia and you shivered with the sudden touch of her cold hands. It felt like she was pulling back your foreskin while you were semi-erect so that it rubs over your sensitive tip. You could fell a small hard tip between your legs. The nurse accidentally brushes your clit as she Manoeuvres the swab to the entrance of your vagina. The sensation caused your whole body to twitch again and you wanted to clamp your legs around the nurse.
You had only been a woman for a few hours in total and most of that you were unconscious. If this is how good, it felt then perhaps it would be ok. You would miss your cock and the convenience it gave when peeing. Breasts were more of a pain than you imagined, especially the huge weights currently pushing down on your chest. Samantha’s memories told you that they were D cups and gave you flashes of memories. Using a training bra, them growing, being proud of their size, loving the attention, the back pain starting, hating the attention, becoming popular, loving the attention again and dealing with the pain. All this had distracted you so that you didn’t notice that the swab was now pushing against your cervix.
It was an entirely odd sensation, but you remembered loving felling things and people push though or at least Samantha did. You felt pressure deep inside you that was almost painful but then Samantha’s body instinctively opened and as the swab pushed through you felt more pleasure. No wonder Samantha had been such a voracious unbirther. The feeling of something moving around inside your womb was like nothing you had experienced as a man. The best you could describe is the pleasure you felt when you had just cum and something like a girl’s tongue or pussy was still stimulating it.
The Nurse poked around, each poke giving you pleasure. She seemed to be watching you squirm. Then she hit something that you did not feel and therefore did not squirm. That was what she was looking for. She pulled back on the plastic around the swab opining up the head to get a sample from inside. Then she closes the plastic back over to stop contamination. She quickly pulled the swab out “You can close up your legs now.” She instructed as she snipped off the end of the swab into a test tube and added some chemicals. She then poured the mix into a flask and added more chemicals form various bottles in the medicine cabinet.
You closed your legs and sat up feeling the dampness between your legs and a familiar ache of horniness. The nurse gave you the flask to drink and you gulped it down. It tasted like Calpol. Next, you got down on the floor and began the all too familiar process of entering the Nurse’s womb. The umbilical cord attached and you drifted off to sleep. In your sleep, you started to change.
