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This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or 
whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy 
scenes of graphic sexual activity.   Please, if you are under the age of 18, 
or if you may be offended by such material, use your intelligence and read 
no further - delete the file. Note: This work is copyrighted to the author, 
Nessus and should not be used for commercial gain by any other persons. This 
includes posting on any commercial site.  Otherwise ....enjoy!

Yuki
Book Two of a Political Saga
(Note: You MUST read `Protection' first)
By

Nessus

Music: (Yuki's Theme) "Sly" by Massive Attack on the "Protection" CD

Chapter One


Karen was waiting for me when I finally stood at the airport at the end of 
my journey. Dressed in jeans and a T-shirt, she was smiling nervously at me 
as I walked towards her, my small bag in my hand.

"Hi," she said, taking my bag and leading the way to her car. "I was glad to 
hear you were coming back," she said as she started the car, pulling out 
from the airport and driving towards the research institute in the desert. I 
smiled at her and then watched the desert rush past. "Are you afraid?"

"A little," I admitted.

"You can change your mind."

I shook my head. "No, I can not do that. I am halfway between a man and a 
woman. I am more woman than man so it is easier, I think, to go forward than 
back but I'm still afraid."

Karen helped me get settled in my room and left me so I could take a long 
bath. Relaxed and clean, wrapped in a soft white robe and feeling fresher, I 
lounged on my bed and read a magazine.

A knock on the door and the doctor and Karen entered. "Hello, Yuki," the 
doctor said in that crisp Germanic accent of hers. "You are well?" I nodded. 
"We have scheduled the process to begin tomorrow."

I swallowed. "That soon?" Karen perched on the bed and patted my arm.

"Yes, it is better. All the body parts, internal organs and tissues have 
been harvested and we need to progress the operation. First step is the 
surgery to remove the male genitals and then into stasis to graft the parts 
to you. It will take at least three months in stasis but you will be a 
complete woman when you emerge. Extensive hormone therapy and mental 
conditioning will take place in that time. I assume you wish your memory 
reblocked?"

I was puzzled. "What do you mean, please, by reblocked?'

"You will emerge from the tank a fully functioning female with, due to the 
mental conditioning and hormones, you will begin to think and act more 
deeply as a female. If we do not reblock your memory you will remember you 
were once male and all your past experiences. It is better for you to forget 
so you can begin again. It's a rebirth and we can arrange a new identity and 
we can change your appearance again. Although," she said a little wistfully, 
"It would be a shame to alter your appearance as we did such beautiful work 
there. It is perfect."

I shook my head. "No," I said calmly. "No loss of memory, please."

"But you must. Otherwise you will be a young woman who once used to be a 
male and knows it! It will be difficult."

"I understand but I do not want to forget. The experiences make me who I am 
and I am Yuki. Besides," I smiled at Karen, "I do not wish to forget my 
friends."

"I see," the doctor said stiffly. "That is your choice. I want it noted that 
I advised you not to, as it will be difficult.  As I said, we begin to 
morrow."

It was a long process and I do not remember any of it clearly. I recall 
being prepared for the surgery and being wheeled to the operating theatre 
with Robyn and Karen walking with me, forced cheerful looks on their faces 
and concern deep in their eyes.

There were dreams, of course, many dreams of different shapes and tensions. 
Dreams of people past and present, visions of the future.

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The sunlight was strong on my face as I gradually woke. My throat was sore, 
probably from the tubes in stasis and I felt light and relaxed. I was in a 
light and airy room, lying in a bed with crisp white linen with the slight 
breeze rustling the curtains. For a moment, I thought I was dreaming and 
then I released I was back.

"Yuki?" I voice softly said and I turned my head in its direction. It was 
Karen, staring down at me with concern as she pressed a button next to the 
bed. "Yuki, are you awake? It's me, Karen. Can you see me?"

"Yes," I croaked and she carefully put a glass tube between my lips so I 
could suck some water. "How long?" I said hoarsely.

She knew what I meant. "Twenty seven weeks," she said. "A long time. How do 
you feel?"

"Tired," I said sinking back and closing my eyes. When I woke again, Karen 
was there but dressed differently so I guessed I had slept for a few days or 
more. The doctor was also there.

"Her eyes are opening. Excellent," the doctor said and Karen leaned close. 
"Yuki," the doctor said in a loud voice. "Can you hear us?"

"Yes," I murmured. "Please do not shout." Karen giggled softly and the 
doctor frowned briefly.

"I wasn't aware I was."

"I apologise," I said more loudly. "Was it a success?" I asked and the 
doctor brightened.

"It was a complete success in everyway. The transplant was perfect and the 
hormone therapy has added a higher fat content to your body and you are 
officially female."

"Can I see?" I asked hesitantly and the doctor moved closer.

"Of course," she said more softly and gently lifted the linen. I was naked 
underneath and I looked down. My breasts appeared larger as they lolled on 
my chest but my eyes were drawn to my groin where I could make out the 
smoothness of my groin with the visible lips of my vagina. "You recall we 
use a defoliant so, I'm afraid, you will never have pubic hair."

"Think of the bikini's you can wear," Karen said a little too brightly and I 
smiled slightly.

"The hormones have increased the size of your breasts as well. We will do a 
complete examination after you're completely rested." She dropped the cover 
back over me and I blinked the tears away as I turned my head.

"Yuki," Karen asked softly. "What is it?"

"I'm so happy," I said tearfully and she held my hand as the tears rolled 
down my cheeks.

End Chapter One
(Nessus29@hotmail.com)
Author's Note:
Thanks for reading.
This is the second book in the series called `A Political Saga'.
If you are confused, it's because you haven't read Book One first! Do so, it 
makes it all clear.
All my stories, including `Protection' are archived at www.asstr-mirror.org
As always, interested in your comments (nessus29@hotmail.com)
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