Jasmine, An Experimental Operation

Jasmine yawned as she woke up, she was blessed with the fact today was Sunday, which meant for once she could relax. She got up and went to get new clothes. Since she had lived in America so long she never wore her country's traditional clothes. She preferred the pants and T-shirts that American’s typically wore. Once she got her clothes she went to the small bathroom and took a shower dealing with the temperamental temperature of the shower that would go from hot to ice cold whenever someone else flushed a toilet. She tried to shower early in the morning to avoid that. But every now and then she heard the rush of water and knew the bitter cold was coming. Thankfully this morning she was able to avoid that. Once fully showered she got dressed and went to check her mail.

She grabbed her keys and exited her apartment locking the door. She went down to the first floor and unlocked her mailbox. She pulled out some letters and some advertisement forms, she flipped through them, she would find whichever gave her the best deal and throw out the rest. But as she flipped through them one advertisement caught her attention. It read, ‘Experimental procedure for futa’s with low growth potential, please dial this number if you are interested in signing up for this procedure!’ she looked at it, normally she would’ve thrown this out… but something told her to take it seriously. So she grabbed all her mail, tossed out the unneeded ads and went back upstairs.

She looked at the ad with the Experimental procedure and sighing she grabbed her cellphone and called the number. Two rings before an answer, “Hello this is Cristina of the Experimental Growth Procedure what is your name and address?” she asked. Jasmine, sighed and gave her both, “Ah I see you are one of our potential choices for the procedure, does this mean you will be coming in to participate?” she asked.

Jasmine blinked, “Well… um do you think you can tell me what this is about first?” she asked.

The woman was silent Jasmine imagined she frowned, “I’m sorry but I do not know much about it. This is a secret operation so I’m just here to confirm that you called and are interested in attempting the procedure. I will say this however this process will take a few days but you will be compensated for participating in it.” she explained.

Jasmine leaned back in her chair, “How much compensation?” she asked.

The woman paused, “Let’s see if you participate to the very end the compensation is $750,000.” she said.

Jasmine’s mouth fell open, “Are you serious?” She asked.

“Yes!” the woman said.

Jasmine was silent but made the life changing decision, “So where do I go to sign up?” she asked.

She heard a keyboard tapping, “You already have, we’re gonna have a seminar in our facility at 12:00 PM.” she said and she explained the address and how to get there from her apartment. “Now then I suggest you bring something to eat and drink you’ll be here for a while and to make sure if you are working that you are able to get time off.” she said, “I do not know how long the procedure takes but from what little I know it seems to be at least a week.” she explained.

Jasmine nodded, “Thank you I’ll head out there soon.” she said.

“Well thank you! Have a good day Ms. Arbab.” and she hung up. Jasmine looked at her time it was 8:38 AM, plenty of time to call and ask for vacation time.

-Several hours later-

After some lengthy haggling Jasmine was able to get two weeks off from both jobs. The only thing they needed was for her to work on sunday for four weeks, manageable, stressful indeed, but manageable. It was nearly 12:00 so she grabbed the lunch she had packed up during the negotiations and exited her apartment locking it up and going down to her car.

-30 minutes later-

She pulled up to a building in the depths of the city, she had to ask directions a few times but ultimately she was able to make it. She got out and went to the door which opened automatically. She went in and saw futas literally everywhere. She walked up to a desk where several futa were in line. She waited till eventually she was at the front desk. Where a woman sat she had a headset on, she looked at Jasmine, “Name please?” she asked.

Jasmine nodded, “Jasmine Arbab.” she said.

The woman looked at her computer screen, “Yes you are our 100th and final applicant,” she typed into her keyboard then she slid back in her chair and pulled out a name card laminated and with a small silk strap, “Put this on and when the doctor is ready you follow the others to the back where it will all be explained.” she said, so with that Jasmine went and looked around, she saw a few arabian and iranian women and went to sit with them.

As she approached they turned to her, she stopped but they didn’t say anything so she stepped closer, she placed a hand on her chest, “I am Jasmine Arbab might I sit here?” she asked.

They nodded and she did so there was silence then another spoke, “My name Nada Badawi.” Said an old looking woman. With that the other’s introduced themselves, in total there were six of them, the others were Sana Farid, Amira Hatem, Iman Nimri, and Raja Jahid. All of them had similar circumstances, all from families of very large futa’s yet they ended up being pathetic in size. However their conviction was… much different than hers. They wanted to get bigger to live up to their family name… compared to her where she wanted it for ****. Not that she told them that she just said she wanted to be bigger to be more respected. They accepted that quite calmly.

It was then they heard clacking heels they all turned and saw a woman walking up, she had long blonde hair in a ponytail bright blue eyes, and wore glasses. It was such a throwaway of a classic stereotype that the futas gathered there could only look in awe. “Greetings my name is Fiona Wayneright, I’m a doctor of the ‘Futanari Enhancement procedure’ the head doctor to be exact.” She walked forward to the front of the desk, “Follow me and we’ll explain the procedure.” and she turned and left instantly they all stood up and clamored behind her. Jasmine and the others joined the crowd keeping close with each other. They walked down a hall till they came to the end which was a double door that opened to a large room enough for 100 individuals with a large screen on the back wall. The Dr. Wayneright walked toward the screen while the futas all sat down on the chairs.

Then the room darkened and a projector lit up, “The Futanari Enhancement Procedure, is a procedure that gives futas born with little to no growth potential and gives them growth potential.” she began, “Not many people are aware of this but all futa’s generally have the potential to grow bigger, for most they have average potential.” It showed a view of a futa that said normal potential and her at age 12 to age 21 where she grew quite a bit but not excessively so. “But for few the potential is quite large due to either unknown factors or direct genetic breeding,” the image turned to a futa with high potential and showing her from 12 to 21 in which she grew tremendously being over 7 feet tall with muscles and large assets Jasmine felt the sting in her heart as she thought of Cara. “And within 40% of the population exists futa’s with little to no potential.” The next view showed the 0 potential and all of them watched the painful view of little to no growth from the futa as she went from 12 to 21 looking exactly the same minus the growth from age itself. “You might be asking us why we are doing this? Surely you can buy some of the growth enhancing substances that some futa’s use to achieve more than their potential allows yes? Let me tell you something only those in the medical business know… it doesn’t work. Those with no potential cannot grow no matter what, we don’t know why it’s just how it is, the plants only work on those with average or high potential.” she said.

There was some mutterings, “Now comes the real question, how do we give potential to those without? The answer is simple, we ‘create’ the potential. Recently we’ve discovered that those with potential have heightened growth hormones that activate at 12-14 years of age the body is flooded with massive amounts of these hormones which causes growth, the growth seems to be affected by one’s preferences as well as personal desires. So using the study from this we have created a synthetic growth hormone!” the image showed a small organ like device, it then took the words of the doctor and translated it into imagery. “The operation will not be simple, we will have to access your brain and insert this organ into you pituitary gland. Once inserted the gland will start producing growth hormones which will lead to your body growing rapidly and largely.” she paused then bowed her head, “I will not lie this is not an operation with a high success rate it’s dangerous and should we even get it in the chances of you actually growing as a result are not high either this was tested a few times and the results are sporadic we’ve refined the process yes, but there is a chance of brain damage. We cannot guarantee it’ll work, if it does however we will receive funding to further improve the chances of the operation.” she said solemnly, “So here comes the final verdict, if you wish to undertake this operation stay seated, if you wish to leave you may do so you will get a check of 500 dollars and your promise you will not speak of this to anybody else. This is not something that should be spread with the current risks.” she said.

There was silence and eventually futas began to get up and leave. Nada and Iman also left but the other’s stayed. When they had left out of 100 only 20 remained. The doctor went down and shook the hand of each one of the remaining members. “Thank you,” she said to Jasmine who nodded and stood up, “Now the operation begins tomorrow at a different location,” she held up a card, “Go to this address at the 7:00 AM and give them your name and address. Once you do that we will assign you your room, surgeon and follow up doctor and dietician.” she said, “I will warn you because of the nature of this operation you will have to stay with us for anywhere from 2 weeks to a month you must understand that this procedure must be carried out precisely to prevent misaligned growth.” she said.

Jasmine paled, “I can’t get a month off work!” she said.

But Wayneright already had that covered, “Don’t worry we will pay your bosses for the time you spend here, this is a government sanctioned procedure believe it or not.” she said.

Jasmine nodded, then she had to ask, “Why are you doing this,” she asked, “And no I want to know why you yourself are doing this.” she clarified.

Dr. Wayneright sighed, “My sister was a futa and much like you all she didn’t have much growth potential, so I vowed to go into medical science to help achieve the growth I know she deserved. Eventually I came to this procedure… and she volunteered to be the prototype and when she did she told me one thing, ‘Sis no matter what happens to me promise you’ll keep going? So that you succeed and can help those like me.’' the doctor held a strong face but tears brimmed in her eyes, “She… ended up becoming mentally impaired and the operation didn’t work… she entered a vegetative state… and eventually she was euthanized. So with her last words in my mind I continue this procedure for… for her.” she said. “I promise I will do everything to make sure that doesn’t happen again the treatment has advanced quite a bit and it’s not a perfect science but it’s close to it.” she said and she pushed her glasses up to rub the tears out of her eyes, “Anyway I look forward to seeing you tomorrow.” she said.

Jasmine nodded and left, her mind rallied for tomorrow. Inside of her you saw everything it was quite an interesting twist of fate this. Of course you hadn’t intended for all of this but it was interesting. You could speed up time a bit but there was also the joy of watching. You would ensure this operation would succeed of course...