Best Laid Plans: A Gender Transformation Bimbo Novella

By Sadie Thatcher

Bryant knows he is going to die and he has a plan. He has paid good money so that when the time comes, his brain will get transplanted into a new body. His life will go on as another person.

However, Bryant’s time is cut short. There has not been time to grow a body to his original specifications. Instead of his desired male body, he wakes up in a woman’s body. And it isn’t just any female body. It is the body of a bimbo.

Bryant must adapt to life, not only as a woman, but as a woman who looks and sounds like a complete bimbo. She is not even Bryant anymore. The doctor provides her with new identification, using the name Nikki. But where former transplant patients have had to deal with their new lives without help, Nikki has an advantage. She has Misty to help her make the transition to a woman’s body.

Will Nikki succumb to her body’s looks and instinctual actions? Will she become the bimbo that everyone assumes she is? Find out in Best Laid Plans.

This novella is a gender transformation bimbo story. It is the second book in the Reincarnation Series. All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sadie Thatcher
• Release date: Sep 8, 2022
• ISBN: 9781370037407

Sadie Thatcher

Sadie Thatcher grew up in a small conservative town (think Footloose). Spending all that time in a sexually repressed place has led Sadie to need to explore her sexuality through prose. Sadie has been a long time writer, but has now become confident enough to share the explorations of her deepest and darkest sexual fantasies. Enjoy.

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Best Laid Plans

BEST LAID PLANS

A GENDER TRANSFORMATION BIMBO NOVELLA

SADIE THATCHER

Copyright © 2022 by Sadie Thatcher

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CONTENTS

Best Laid Plans

About the Author

Also by Sadie Thatcher

BEST LAID PLANS

The nausea was unbearable. Or at least it had been when I checked myself into the hospital. Cancer was no joke, but it was probably all worse because I found out about it so late. Starting treatment when the cancer had reached stage four meant my time was limited. I just had to hope for as much time as I could. But I had a backup plan.

When I woke up in the hospital bed, the nausea was gone. Actually, I felt better than I had in years. Whatever drugs they were pumping into my body must have been giving me some serious euphoria, because I felt amazing. It was as if at least thirty years had just been knocked off my age. Even with my eyes still closed, I felt like I had a level of energy I hadn’t felt since I was in college.

But then I opened my eyes. As soon as I looked down, having been propped up in a hospital bed, I knew something was terribly wrong. First and foremost, there were the two mounds sticking up off my chest. My hospital gown was pulled tight across my chest, so it was obvious that there was something wrong about my chest.

Panic began to well up inside of me as I attempted to take stock of my situation. I raised my hands up in front of my face and found slim and feminine hands with long nails. And when I brought those same hands down onto my chest, I was able to confirm that the mounds on my chest were a part of me.

Holy fuck, I cursed in surprise. I have breasts.

But as soon as those words left my mouth, I had another shock. The voice I used, my voice, sounded nothing like me. My voice had always been deep and gruff, but what I heard in my head was soft and lilting. It was a feminine voice.

Understanding washed over me at what had happened. My plan all along, when my body finally gave into the cancer, was to have a brain transplant performed. As long as the cancer never spread into my brain, I planned to have it transferred into a new, and preferably younger, body. The money had been paid and all the paperwork had been filled out and signed. But this was not what I had expected. I had been clear that I wanted a male body, since I had been a man all my life. I didn’t want to lose that.

Ah, you’re awake, said the voice of Dr. Tanner as he appeared in the doorway to my room. The room looked sterile, which had once been comforting, but somehow, at the moment, it felt less than ideal. The room lacked a feminine touch. There’s a lot we’ve got to talk about.

What the hell did you do to me, Doctor? I asked, trying to sound angry. However, my voice struggled to convey my anger. It sounded more like I was cooing as I spoke to him, almost like I was trying to seduce him.

Ah, yes, you noticed the problem we were left to solve, Dr. Tanner said. I was notified as soon as it was clear that the cancer was spreading and your death was imminent. I rushed out here, but there was a problem. The time frame in which I was summoned did not allow me to synthetically grow your requested body. That takes weeks and there’s no way to preserve the body for long once it has been grown. Instead, I had to give you something that we had in stock, as you might say.

This is not what we agreed to, I tried to roar, but it sounded more like high-pitched shrieking in my ears. The sound made me wince and I immediately stopped trying to yell. This female