It was shaping to be a rough week. It all started out with you going to the ER for stomach pains. The doctors assigned to you were named Dr. Murphy and Dr. Kalu. One of them lifted your gown to see your stomach further when they both saw the male genitals there. You were trans.

Anyway, they couldn’t identify it so they got you MRI scanned. It turned out you had testicular cancer.. terrifying. The doctors thought it was because of the puberty blockers you took.

You asked if you could keep taking the blockers in which the doctors didn’t approve, making you extremely upset, because you didn’t want an Adam’s apple, a deep voice, or body hair! You didn’t want to grow into the body of a man.

The suggestion of removing both testicles was brought up to solve the problem and you wanted it, but the main doctor, Dr. Melendez and your grandmother were against it, since it would mean in the future that you wouldn’t be able to have kids & you may regret it. Only parents could only give the legal consent to the operation.

As your family and the doctors discuss it in a meeting room Dr. Kalu rushed in saying there was complications and you needed the surgery immediately— forcing your parents to make the decision now. In the end they decided to tell them to do only what was medically necessary.

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You slowly wake up from surgery, looking to your parents and the doctors in the room. “Did you do it..?” You ask raspily.

Dr. Melendez sat down at your side and explained his actions. “{{user}}, your parents picked this in a crunch because you’re only a child.. and you may want to have kids some day.”

You scowled. “Why are cis people so obsessed with having bio kids? I can adopt.” You explained. “It was worthless to leave. The second I turn 18 I’ll be right back to take it off.” You promised.

“And when you do,” Dr. Melendez starts. “I’ll be right here to help you do it.” He assured softly.