Frances, a clouded leopard. Sat in the cold office, his small frame barely filling the chair that sat at the overly close desk. Across from him sat the female lynx gym coach Miss Cardozo. He was here to discuss joining the gymnastics team...the problem was, it was a girls-only team, the other issue he was actually really good and the team not so much. The cold silence that gripped the room was caused by the proposal handed down a moment before... 

"Currently you could only join the team as a practice participant, help out the team and maybe they would improve. However, with your skill level and build it's more likely you would just embarrass the girls...Your more feminine than some of them as it is as well... However, there is a way you could be a full member and take part in competition it would require some pretty big sacrifices on your part, Frances. How badly do you want to do this?" 

Frances had answered honestly he loved gymnastics, it was fast-paced yet strategic, a mix of physical skill and art he wanted to go on to compete on the world stage someday, so he answered rashly. 

"I love the sport I'd do anything to be able to actually compete."

The lynx grinned slyly, and then quickly corrected her expression what she was about to say was serious and would require extreme changes for her young student. 

"That is good to hear, you are good, amazingly talented, perfect form, excellent reflexes, and flawless flexibility especially for a male your age, but that's the problem your male. We can't just dress you up as one of the girls, you would pass a bit flat but that's not the issue. It's the performance drug test. Your natural hormones will flag as a performance-enhancing drug. So I'm going to ask again how far are you willing to go?" 

"There really isn't anything we can do about that is there?" Frances said despondently

"There is, but it's permanent, how do you feel about being a girl from now on?" Miss Cardozo said in a calm monotone. 

France's ears shot straight up had she really just said that what did she mean from now on? 

"I don't understand how would I be a girl?" asked the confused snow leopard.

"Well, we can't just give you estrogen, your testosterone would still show up in the piss test..even testosterone blockers would be obvious they look for such things nowadays...No, the only way would be getting rid of the source, actual castration. Frances...I want to remove your testicles, your balls, we could snip them out. With them gone the estrogen, we give you would be the only hormonal chemical in your system you could pass for a real girl easily." 

she was stoned faced a cold stair that was unbroken on Frances' face. Frances sits staring back stunned and a bit fearful. Had he heard her right did she say she wanted to cut off his balls? 

"It really is the best solution you would be able to be on the team, compete in every meet. I know its a huge thing to do, and it is completely your dissuasion...however this offer expires the moment you step out of this office we will never discuss this again. And importantly if we do, do this... you have to play the part fully embrace being a girl not just at practice or at meets I mean all the time." stressed the lynx 

She folded her arms and sat there and time seemed to slow to a crawl. Frances sat as still and motionless as the thoughts raced through his mind. She was serious. She really wanted to have him castrated to be on the team, no more than that fully be a girl for the team. Could he do that? Live life like that. There was no going back once they were off that was it no more maleness...he wanted to be on the team but how would he then move on to professional competition could he compete as a girl there? 

"How would that even work, could I even compete in the future, you know after high school...and how would we go about even doing something like that?" Frances asked his voice shaking slightly, was he really even considering this as an option?

The lynx across from him squirmed in her seat he was actually considering it. She had to sell him the idea that this would work out, She needs his talent the grants he could get for the school and her programs. She had the most talented gymnast she had ever seen sitting in front of her and the only thing keeping her from the competition was a pair of balls, easy enough to fix. 

"Well for starters we would change your registration in the system fairly easy for me as a member of the staff it's one entry maybe two if we adjust your name and Frances, it is easy enough to shift into Francine. And I don't see how you could not keep competing after high school with your talent and build you might even get picked up by an ivory league school for a scholarship. No one would ever need to know about your little secret down there, you will pass any hormone test. As for how... I would do it" 

This was it she had to put him at ease coach him into letting her do this to him 

"I am the school health teacher, not just the gymnastics coach. I have had a lot of medical studies and even have a nursing degree so,...we can do it right here in the nurse's office at the school at most fifteen minutes it's a surprisingly easy thing, you would be sore for a few days and then it is over and you would not even think about them being gone after that. I promise you won't even feel me do it." 

Frances had a cold chill run down his spin she would do it that fast and today "what about my,... you know,... dick, would that have to come off too?" 

she tilted her head to the side as if she had not actually thought about it for a moment. "well no, it could stay, I guess. It will shrink a lot and really once it can't get hard it's not going to cause any trouble. It can tuck between your legs easily enough, well unless you have a sheath. where you circumcised?...actually it's not important in a sheath it will stay up and out of the way. If you deiced latter to have it removed we can do that but for now, I think just your testis will do. They are the problem, not the guy above. He will be harmless once his bad influences bellow are gone. " 

Frances fidgets in his chair the speed of what is happening, the realization that he was moments away from agreeing to having his male life come to an end. His mind shifts to last night, and the feel of his paw gently caressing his boys coaxing his length to full mast and slowly pumping away his mind picturing the tight ass of a fitness instructor he saw on tv that morning. His pleasure building slowly as his balls tighten up against his body. The orgasm comes in a wave and pulses out. 

As his mind returns to the office he thinks that was likely his last orgasm. "So we are really doing this, I'm going to have to dress like a girl...will I need to wear panties?... And I guess I'll never have sex..." Frances rambles as his nerves bring him to the near panic attack. 

"Relax it's not going to be that bad, you will make a very pretty girl. And you can still have sex without balls, silly. Maybe I'll show you how later. As for panties, boy briefs will be a bit baggy afterward, I don't think they would be comfortable and boxers,.. well there will be nothing that needs that kind of space and would likely look pretty awkward in the team uniform." Miss Cardozo pulls a pair of tight athletic shots from her desk with the school's crest on the hips. 

"You have decided then? I need you to say it, Frances, you want to do this? You want to go with me up to the nurse's office and get your balls removed so you can transition into being Francine, for the rest of your life? No going back once they are off. I will get in a lot of trouble if you back out after so my neck is on the line as well...I need you to be absolutely sure." Frances takes a deep breath, and sits up straight in his chair and locks eyes with Miss Cardozo. 

"I'm willing to do this to get on the team." His leg shakes from his nerves Miss Cardozo stands up,.."not good enough. You need you to really understand and mean this." she walks over to him placing her hand on his shoulder.

His fist clenched Frances stands up looking up into hist teacher, coach, castrator. "Miss Cardozo, I want you to...cas..., No. I Need you to castrate me. So I can be the best gymnast in the world!"

"All right, lets head on up to the nurse's office, then after you have had a bit of time to adjust, will head out and pick you up some outfits to blend into your new life all on me." The lynx stands up and slowly walks over to the door and holds it open ushering Frances to follow. 

The Health class, locker rooms, and Miss Cardozo's office where all on the basement level of the school. The two of them walk slowly. Classes had been out for about an hour and the school was silent. Frances followed behind his teacher and soon to be castratrix, She was in amazing shape and her formfitting athletic tights left nothing to his imagination as his eyes followed her toned ass with each step the genital sway of her tail, he felt his pants tightening, the thought filled his mind this was likely the last time he would even care how nice that ass looked. 

They took the stairs at a normal pace the door to the nurse's office in view just down the hall dread seeped into France's heart. This was it this was actually about to happen. 

"just try and relax Francine, keep your mind on why you are doing this how much you enjoy the sport. It's a huge sacrifice your making, use that to drive you on." Miss Cardozo's words brought him back to the world as the stepped into the nurse's office and the door closed behind him. 

"Okay Francine, we need to start by getting you undressed and prepped don't want you getting an infection. So, pants off and then up on to the bed here. Kneeling please head down tush and tail up." she patted the small table that had a three-inch cot like mattress on top. 

Frances hesitated, but slowly slid his track pants and briefs down reviling his manhood. Its size was not impressive and he was still sheathed nerves had drained any excitement from his member when he heard the door click shut. His pouch with its two large grape sized cargo hung nicely between his parted legs in full view. Pulling his paws free of the garment he crawled on to the cot on his knees like instructed, waiting until he was fully on before slowly raising his tail presenting everything for his teacher to see. 

Miss Cardozo walked over to the sink and cabinet and took out several things that Frances could not see, he felt her set them on the bed behind him and heard her return to the sink and wash her hands, the sound of gloves being put on was the last of these sounds. 

"All right I'm going to start by disinfecting the area, it is going to be a bit cold." he felt her weight resting on the back of the bed and the sudden splash of an icy liquid on his exposed balls, he made an audible gasp. "Nothing to worry about just some alcohol," 

A girl was touching his balls, No, a woman was touching his balls, no she was about to take his balls. The train of thought ran through his mind in a flash as he felt her gloved fingers rub his sack gently from behind. Perhaps it was that or the impending threat but slowly his shaft descended from its sheath. 

"looks like so far this is feeling good, does it, Francine? Sorry but I have to numb them now." there was a sharp prick on the right of his sack followed by a second on the left. The sensation of her hand faded until it was a dull pressure and tugging. Her hand slid further between and he felt the latex touch his shaft. With a start, he arched his back. The gloved hand raped around his sensitive flesh and began pumping. "A little milking should help calm the nerves as I wait for the numbing to take full effect." 

Frances let out a soft wimpier and moan as his cock was rhythmically milked like an udder. He would get one more orgasm with his balls attached this strangely comforted him as he blissfully enjoyed the sensation, the numbing spread slowly through his groin until his shaft too was nonexistent but for tugs and pushes. 

"I think the numbing has spread all the way, Miss Cardozo, I can't even feel your hand anymore." the lynx made a disappointed sound but then had an idea. 

"well if the boys are done, guess all that's left is for you to cum like a real girl" she had said it so matter of factually Frances had no time to comprehend the statement as a finger slid into his rectum and then a second quickly finding something he had not known he had. 

Her fingers traced his already primed prostate placing her thumb on his taint she gave it unrelenting pulses of pressure squeezing over and over. Long dribbles of pre flowing from his numb cock. Frances buried his muzzle in the mattress as he shuddered and moaned as he had never before. The orgasm came in a wave, he could feel his insides pumping but nothing else only the pleasure from inside filled him as his outer bits flopped about blind and dumb to what was happening. 

He heard the sound of a glove being removed "now hold still Francine"
He felt a tug on his sack as one hand holding it firmly and was gently pulling it tight. He dared tilt his head forward to look between his legs he watches as his cock pulled itself back into his sheath and could see the one gloved hand holding his sack as the other moved in downward strokes. Miss Cardozo put down what she was holding and picked up another and continued the motions. After six or seven more she released her grip on his bag it dangled there a small bead of blood dripped from the bottom. 

With her gloved hand she poked the back of his sack with two fingers he could see them moving inside from the front as they fished around for there prize. The left side of his sack seemed to deflate as her hand pulled away. He felt a very hard pressure in his gut and pulling from deep inside, he watches transfixed at what was his balls the sound of the snips seemed to echo in his skull. 

The lynx's hands moved away for a moment and there were a few sounds of metal touching and the gloved hand returned for the second gem in his purse. He watched as the fingers fished around inside his bag for its cargo and as it deflated into a limp flap of fur-covered skin as that hand pulled away. Again there was that hard pressure and tug in his gut. And the second snip snip... SNIP, echoed in his ears. 

She leaned in close now and probed again with her gloved hand, seemingly looking at something important, "Okay Francine, it looks like the tubes are good and tied no bleeding so I'm going to stitch you up now, you did really good. It took a lot of balls to hold still like that,...sorry I mean guts a lot of guts."

France's eye remains transfixed on the remnants of his pouch as Miss Cardozo stitches the back of it closed once more. It hangs loose and empty devoid of the shape he had seen within it his whole life, no longer serving a purpose. 

"All done, I'm going to give you another shot to keep the pain at bay when we are out. Other than that your castration is a complete success. Go ahead and lay down a bit, in a half-hour, we will see how your feeling and head out shopping. After that ill drop, you back off at the home,..." She gently rested her hand on his ass giving it a gentle pat and rub. "I was thinking, it's not going to be easy to you know,.. transition in a place like that. And well kiddo you let me take something very important from you just now,...I feel like I owe you more than just a spot on the team. What if,... You become my daughter, with benefits?" her hand continues to massage his ass, slowly circling under his tail. 

Frances lays still, still coming to terms with the thought of his empty scrotum now between is legs. Miss Cardozo's fingers find his opening again he pushes his hips reacting on there own and rhythmically follows her gentle thrusting and probing. A moan escapes him, as the only source of sensation left between his legs was now under his tail, it reacted with a much greater sensation. 

"You really mean that you would adopt me? No one ever takes the older...You are enjoying this arrant you?" Frances moans out again. 

"I'd be lying to you if I said I did not find what we just did incredibly exciting and erotic. I'm more interested in helping you find and refine your new femininity." She continues to probe his prostate squeezing her thumb on his taint. 

A wave of pleasure flows up thru his spine, Frances arcs his back as the dry orgasm overwhelms him. "Think it over, do you really want to explain to everyone back there where you bits have gone and why you're growing more feminine,..or why your dressing in girl clothing from now on? And you know I'm going to do plenty more things like this." Her thumb squeezes down on his taint trapping his prostate in a vice-like lock of pleasure. 

"Okay, okay just stop,... I can't take any more fingering please." Frances shivers in pleasure her grip releases and fingers slip free of his quivering tail hole. 

"It may take some time to get the paperwork all done, so until then I think it best you dress as a boy at the home and change when you arrive at school. I have an old friend down at the welfare office and I'm sure I can get her to oversee your case so no unnecessary intrusion into our privacy...so feeling up for a little shopping?" 

Chapter 2

Frances sat in Miss Cardozo's car this day had changed so much of his, her life.
This morning he was a young athlete with dreams of professional sport and Olympic ideas. Now he was sitting next to the women who had removed his masculinity with a few quick snips and was on his way to pick out new clothing to facilitate his shift to her. 

Beyond that this morning he was an abandoned child, a ward of the state, he had lived in the homes and the system his whole life and here he was being offered a real home at the cost of being her daughter. He had long given up hopes of such things only the young ones got adopted and as he grew the chance of that ever happening had slipped into nonexistent fantasy. 

Yet he also knew Cardozo had some other motives in all of it, she had talked him into letting her castrating him, hell he knew she got off on doing it. He knew she was interested in his skill at the sport to boost the team and school reputation but now he had seen she was also deeply and erotically interested in erasing every shred of maleness he had...already she had emptied his family jewel vault. 

"We're here." Miss Cardozo's cheerful voice interrupted his thoughts and snapped him back to the reality of what they were doing. The car slid into park outside the county mall it was near dinner time the store was thinning out of patrons and winding down there where few cars in the lot beside theirs, at least no one would be here from class, not at this time on a weekday. 

"We should start with the basics, underwear, leggings, and a few blouses to aid your figure. Need to make sure the leftover male bits down there stays under wraps and isn't obvious right?" She smiled at him patting his thigh 

"Yea, can't have it poking out and causing a scene...I don't have to try on bras right?" the small feline asked nervously.

"Oh heavens no, not yet. It will be several months on your supplements before you will need one of those...I'm looking forward to seeing your girls come into there own." She playfully robed his chest before opening the door and stepping out.

The mall was nearly deserted as they walked the store shelves the numbness between his legs a constant reminder of what had happened just a half-hour before. He wondered how much pain there would be when it wore off, a simple hit there was agony this was much much worse, things had been cut open, tied off and sniped out. 

He hardly noticed as Miss Cardozo fished out a few things from the wracks until they were standing in the underwear aisle. "A few normal ones for school and maybe something more fun for at home, what do you think Francine? Thin cut thong or maybe these crotchless ones?... I'm such a deviant all of a sudden." 

She was holding up two very feminine undergarments, the thong was pink and had a floral pattern on the triangle-shaped piece of fabric it had the rest was just pink strings with another open triangle at the back for his tail. The other was more substantial at least around the waist but between the front triangle and tail triangle was only two strings he could only imagine his empty sack hanging exposed between them on display.

"I'd hang out of both of those." he whispered not wanting to draw attention."Well yes obviously. I want to see your droopy bag when I'm playing with your tail silly otherwise I would have trimmed it off." her matter of fact statement knocked the wind out of him. She returned the crotchless pair to the wrack and retrieved another of the same type this one with the words girl power and an arrow pointing to the open crotch. "Well, thong or..." he cut her off "I'm not wearing a thong." She squealed with glee "Awesome, these are going to look so good on you. Don't worry I'm the only one who is going to see you in them..until I take them off you" Her voice had shifted into such a seductive tone that had his nether's not been numb he may have needed to lean forward as to not embarrass himself. 

"Are we done then, I don't want to be walking around when the medicine wears off...I can't imagine how sore I'm going to be." He pleaded, hoping that this embarrassment would end mercifully quickly sadly Miss Cardozo had other plans.

"You haven't tried a thing on yet and getting your size right is important or you're going to look a fool tomorrow, can't have your leggings all bunched up or a blouse that's a size too small or big for that matter can we. Now come along to the dressing room." She walked with purpose to the center of the clothing wracks and opened the center stall setting an outfit down on the wooden bench inside."can't try on the underwear but I'm certain I have the right size for that, so go on step in and try that on with luck it will fit and we can forgo the finding your size step." She smiled warmly and ushered him in before turning around and sitting across from the door. 

Frances stood in the small wooden room looking at the black leggings and blouse at least they were not slutty, she clearly wanted him to fit in and not stand out at school that was a blessing in itself. He tugged off his shirt and undid the knot on his track pants letting them slide off his briefs looked odd in the full body mirror in front of him like they were cut too big in the crotch. Again the thought that there was nothing behind that fabric filled his mind, just an empty scrap of skin and fur. 

Slowly he slid them down and stepped out of the garment. He looked at his refection, narrow shoulders lean body toned hips and legs...and between them, the round bulb of his sheath, bellow an empty fold of fur and a small amount of black thread just visible at the bottom. This was who he was now, there was no getting them back, his sheath a decoration that would shrink. 

He stood like that for a moment coming to terms with what he had agreed to only stoped by a soft knock on the door "Everything all right do you need a hand?" he spun around"No, no I'm fine. Just not used to leggins" he lifted the garment and slid his leg inside the thigh fabric gripped his shape flawlessly, he pulled them up a bit far due to the numbness and adjusted them using the mirror. There was a slight bump where his sheath was but it might as well be extra fabric. He was more interested in his hips and ass they were wider then he thought he turned slightly and his firm yet nicely shaped backside surprised him...he really did have a girly figure. 

The blouse was cut generously on the sides and short in front and back the V neck made it feel very relaxed and not constraining the sleeves seemed a bit short but he always saw girls wearing sleeves like this so it must be the style. The side of the shirt was tailored and hugged his curves nicely the girl in the mirror seemed odd to him she had his face but in such form-fitting clothing, he could not recognize his own body below it. If he had a bust he would be hot. 

He took a deep breath and turned around and opened the door. "I'm going to need to get my hair done this cut is just not going to work at all," he said as Miss Cardozo gleefully bounced from her seat and began buzzing about him examining the fit and his body. 

"Simply marvelous, you look great that size is perfect. And did you say something about hair? Yes, Oh yes, We need to get it extended until yours grows in properly.. you're so cute I swear, far more attractive then I pictured, and you are not even on the pill yet." 

Her Glee was off-putting yet reassuring and somewhat comforting, this was not all bad. Sure he could never be a real guy again but was having lesbian sex with a hot older lynx a bad thing..he had gotten off harder then he had ever before from her just toying with him before...girls had a sex drive right,...that might work, and he was on the team he could compete...this could work. Just one problem what did he tell the other kids in his other classes? 

"So Miss Cardozo, what am I supposed to,..you know say back at school you know about all this."

She spun around to his front placing her hands on his shoulders looking down into his eyes. "Well, it is going to be tough like I told you some will not like it or you because of it,..you have to be just as tough. I'll talk to the team and they will be on board stick to the group and you will be fine,...and always tell me if it gets out of hand. Promise me that you will tell me if some of the guys take it to far." 

She had gotten very serious, her voice had lost all the excitement it had just a moment before Frances could not take his eyes off hers he really believed she cared for him. "thanks, Miss Car...." She cut him off placing a finger over his muzzle "Angelica or Mom from now on. I'll also take Angel but I never lived up to the purity of that" she slid her other hand down to his backside giving it a firm squeeze. 

"Okay. Then Mom, in public Angelica at home Angel in bed and Miss Cardozo at school work for you?" sliding close to the women who just hours earlier had not only taken his virginity but also his manhood, now he was standing in a deserted store dressed in girls clothing and pressing himself up to her, a dull ache beginning to stir between his legs reminded him what he had given for his dream and this momentary happiness. 

"Dirty girl, that's your bad berry juice talking,...It will run out in a few days and will see if you still feel that way once we get you on the good girl pills. As for now heh I like the sound of that. If your stitches where out id take you home and start teaching you how it really feels to be a girl. But for now, no touching it. You don't want to pop a stitch inside, it will hurt like getting stomped in the balls and you will start to bleed if I have to open that cute little bag again I'm taking out the leftover boy bit" Her voice had slipped into a sultry whisper into his ear at toward the end. Her hand sliding around to his front and gripping his sheath as she teased removing his cock. 

"...Yes mam, no touching him" she smiled, "good girl, I mean it never again this big clit is for me to play with or there is no reason to have her." He stammered as her hand slowly stroked up and down "Oaky, no touching,..her. She,..is all your big clity." 

She took her hand away suddenly with a mean grin, before turning around and sitting back down. "Good girl, now go get changed so we can check out and get you back home, tomorrow will be a big day. Your first day as a girl at school, and if your good ill play with you after your schoolwork is all done,...and no groin stretches until your stitches are out." 

"Yas,... Mom" 

Chapter 3
Back at the home Frances slipped into his small room and got ready for bed, sliding off is clothes he bent over to pull off his socks a twinge ran straight up from his groin into his gut causing him to double over on to his bed. His eyes cleared and he looked down at his ruined manhood, his sheath looked normal but his bag now had some slight swelling and scabbing had started to form along with the stitches it looked red and sore and oddly full the swelling almost made it look like nothing was missing. Miss Cardozo had told him there would be some swelling and it was normal still he knew it was empty smaller and more round,... For the first time since they had come out, fear ran through his mind. 

This is his new reality, neutered like some house pet. His sheath would shrink along with the cock inside until it was just a nub of its former size. He would never use it, it was just there for pissing now. It was no longer part of his sexual equipment just a leftover fragment of what was once his gender. And then there was the reality tomorrow he would go to school head down to the office where he told a woman to go ahead and do this to him and change into Francine. Would everyone have to know that he had this done would everyone back at school be thinking,... hay that's the guy who had his balls cut off to be a girl. 

Panic found his mind for the first time, this was crazy he had just kneeled down for her as she emasculated him and he just let it happen. His mind flashed the image of her fingers digging around in his sack seeking to end his testicles once and for all. And now it was done he could never be a guy again it wasn't for the team it was because she enjoyed it! She enjoyed his submission and the act of destroying his masculinity. No,..no he shook his head and took a deep breath that was crazy the team was bad, he outpaced all of them. He had no real hope of academic scholarship his grades where average staying in the home offered him nothing at 18 a few years they just toss him out. 

With them gone he had a chance at Collage,...Olympic competition, a future that did not involve grueling manual labor for next to nothing and living in a life of poverty that's all keeping them could have brought him. If he could just get noticed at the state gymnastics meets scholarship was practically assured... He could do this, he looked around his room and its spartan accommodations. This would be his life on his first path barely a life at all.