Tom slowly awoke.

He was naked and strapped down on an operating table.

A woman, masked and in full surgical gear, was staring down at him.

“I know what you did”, she said. “You beat that young woman to an inch of her life. She’s recovering in hospital, so her parents don’t want you dead. They just want to make sure you can never do it again…”

“I’m feeling generous, though, so I’m going to give you a choice. Do you want your nose and mouth replaced by a breast or a vagina…?”

Tom screamed until he passed out…

When he awoke, everything looked weird. He could see something out of the bottom of his eyes that just shouldn’t be there. Everything also smelt weird…

He tried to speak. He just about could, but he lisped very heavily, almost so badly he was unintelligible. He tried to reach up to his face, but his wrists were chained behind his back.

Looking down, he could see he was naked. He also had a nice pair of DD cup breasts…

He tried to scream again. Then he saw his face in a mirror…

His nose and mouth were both gone, buried under a very realistic vagina. Looking closer, he saw, with horror, that it was a real one, surgically implanted in his face…

Tears ran down his new cheeks. Whatever he’d done, he didn’t deserve this!

He fought to get his hands free. No luck.

He could see past his new breasts in the mirror and could see his penis and genitalia were also gone. Another vagina now replaced them.

The woman came into the room and inspected Tom, looking at him from all sides.

“You’re healing nicely”, she said. “It’s more than you deserve, but there’s no way I’m doing bad work just to punish you. Your hormones should stabilise in a day or two; after that I’ll let you go. Nobody can understand your speech now, anyway, and you’ve no idea who I am or where this is, so I don’t mind releasing you. I would recommend that you wear a veil; you don’t want to make people sick looking at your new face.”

“I’ve put one in with your new clothes; that should do you for now. I found you a nice latex dress that should fit you beautifully. You should end up looking just like the girl you beat up, apart from the veil. The club might even want to hire you as a novelty.”

“Oh, by the way, don’t try getting the vagina on your face removed. There’s a couple of little surprises embedded under the skin that will kill you if they are cut open or damaged. If you just use your face as normal it won’t be a problem; you can even take punches to it. Just don’t get stabbed or cut your face with a sharp object.”

“The vagina was the better choice, by the way. The way it is connected you can feed food through it into your mouth, as well as breathe through your nose. If I’d implanted a breast you’d be on liquid food for the rest of your life.”

The doctor smiled and left the room, leaving Tom fighting to get free.

A week later, Tom found himself sitting on a seat in a park near his flat, wearing the latex dress and veiled.

Sobbing, he went back to his flat, wondering where to go and what to do…