A big side effect (Sissy Story) by YKN4949 Part 1 - Sex Stories

A big side effect (Sissy Story) by YKN4949 Part 1

Chapter 1: A Terrifying Discovery I woke feeling the same as I had every morning for months, ecstatic. There is no other way to describe the way I feel when I wake up in the morning. I popped up off of my pillow, slapped off the alarm and was out of bed in a matter of seconds. I wanted nothing more than to get to school, go to class, see my friends, go to cheerleading practice, and just do everything an 18 year girl was supposed to do. I mean, I don't like to brag or anything but I had the perfect life. I was popular (but with real, deeply held friendships) and had a cute boyfriend who liked me a lot. Further, I was very pretty. I don't mean to say this like I am awesome or anything, I just mean that about a year ago I, Mina Hayes, didn't quite look the way I did that morning. No one would have thought at that time that I would be able to grow to my full size 5'2 95lbs with full, round 32-C breasts. No one would have thought I'd be able to grow my very long dirty blonde hair that or that my green, almond-shaped eyes would have a youthful glow. No one would imagine that my straight, white chompers with slightly rotated eye-teeth would be in a constant smile. Further no one would believe that I would fill out into a slim, long-legged young woman with a vaguely hour-glass shaped body and slim, but healthy tummy. No a year ago, I looked like I was on about to die. Shortly before I turned 17 I had been diagnosed with a very rare and deadly form of ovarian cancer. At the time the ...

... doctors gave me no chance of survival. It was so rare that very little money was invested in curing it and no treatment had ever been proven to be more than minimally effective. I had stopped going to school, I had lost most of my weight and had remained looking like a little girl even while my friends blossomed. I thought I would die like that. Then, a year into my disease, when the doctors were saying I had mere weeks to live, a guardian angel came to me. Her name was Dr. Marta Morales and she had lost a s****r to the same disease when she was very young. She came to me when I was in the hospital and my mother was deciding whether or not to sign a document allowing the doctors to pull the plug on me if I were to slip into a c***. Dr. Marta, as she like me to call her, was an oncologist and she explained to me that she worked in my hospital and had learned about my disease. She said she had connections at the FDA and a small pharmaceutical company in Philadelphia that had accidentally stumbled onto a something that might work as a treatment for my disease. She explained that she might be able to get me into an experimental test for the d**g. She didn't know if it would work at all and further they had no idea if it would make me worse or have horrible side effects. But I was dying and my mother quickly signed the consent form. It was a shot in the dark. There were two other girls in my trial, two twin s****rs who were two years older than me who hadn't yet reached the point ...