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Carl was strapped for cash, and with rent coming up soon, he needed some liquidity. Stapled to an electric pole, was a help wanted ad, advertising gender reconstruction surgery. He was desperate, and a sex change wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen to him, so he called the number.

The woman who answered the phone was thrilled and signed up Carl immedietly for surgery, free of charge, for this afternoon. Despite the worry about no payment, which the woman claimed it was because they were trialing the procedure, he still went through with attending his appointment.

When Carl arrived, he was forced to sign a waiver to sign and then carted off to a bed. A mask was put over his face, and gas was dispersed, slowly causing his eyes to flutter close. Then he woke up, he was in a bright white room, surrounded by hospital staff.

“Good to see you up, Carly!” the doctor exclaimed, grabbing Carl’s dainty hands. “The surgery was a success!”

Carl smiled as he looked at his new body. He had gone from a random guy to a smoking hot blonde. Carl liked the jiggle his breasts provided when he walked, and the lack of testicles banging against his thighs. This was a new him, and he was ready to show the world.

As soon as he left the hospital, he applied to be a lingerie model. After some model shots of him for the interview, he was quickly accepted and given the job. Now instead of worrying about being able to afford a roof over his head, Carly just has to worry whether the lingerie makes her look fat.

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If you could, please provide feedback, so I can create better caption stories! If you like what you see follow me here and robinstgcaptions.blogspot.com/ for more caption stories. Thank you for viewing and have a great day!

Carl was strapped for cash, and with rent coming up soon, he needed some liquidity. Stapled to an electric pole, was a help wanted ad, advertising gender reconstruction surgery. He was desperate, and a sex change wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen to him, so he called the number.

The woman who answered the phone was thrilled and signed up Carl immedietly for surgery, free of charge, for this afternoon. Despite the worry about no payment, which the woman claimed it was because they were trialing the procedure, he still went through with attending his appointment.

When Carl arrived, he was forced to sign a waiver to sign and then carted off to a bed. A mask was put over his face, and gas was dispersed, slowly causing his eyes to flutter close. Then he woke up, he was in a bright white room, surrounded by hospital staff.

“Good to see you up, Carly!” the doctor exclaimed, grabbing Carl’s dainty hands. “The surgery was a success!”

Carl smiled as he looked at his new body. He had gone from a random guy to a smoking hot blonde. Carl liked the jiggle his breasts provided when he walked, and the lack of testicles banging against his thighs. This was a new him, and he was ready to show the world.

As soon as he left the hospital, he applied to be a lingerie model. After some model shots of him for the interview, he was quickly accepted and given the job. Now instead of worrying about being able to afford a roof over his head, Carly just has to worry whether the lingerie makes her look fat.