Cowgirl (Patreon)

Personally, I don't know what she has to complain about... 😛

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Even in the 21st century, there are swaths of the West where being gay is viewed as a betrayal of manhood and disrupting the natural order. Vigilante justice against these men is commonplace, and nobody in a position of power is disposed to do anything to curtail these activities.

So when two ranch hands spotted Andy kissing a man at a local bar, they decided to fix his “problem.” 

A few weeks later, Andy was walking home from the ranch when he was ambushed. The other ranch hands surrounded him, some brandishing baseball bats. Startled and confused by their aggression, Andy tried to run, but it was no use. They caught up to him, and Andy was forced to fight. He’d never been a large guy, and so he was easily overpowered.

“What the fuck is going on?” Andy shouted as he was hog-tied. “I thought we were friends!”

“We ain’t friends with no fag,” snarled the ringleader, Vincent.

“What are you—” Suddenly, a faintly sweet-smelling rag was stuffed in his mouth.

“Don’t you worry,” Vincent whispered in his ear. “We ain’t monsters, we aren’t fixing to hurt you. Listen, we collected the money, and we’re taking you to a doctor on the other side of the border. He’s gonna fix your problem.”

Andy screamed, but a few seconds later the chloroform took effect, and everything went dark.

The next days, weeks, and months were spent in a dream-like stupor. Andy recalled pain in his chest and pelvis, and strange sensations down below…

When he finally returned to full consciousness, Andy was lying next to a road not far from town. When he sat up, still groggy, he felt an odd jiggling on his chest. Looking down, Andy shrieked in an unfamiliar, high-pitched voice. He had breasts! And he was dressed in women’s clothing. Reaching into his little rawhide shorts, Andy almost passed out again. His manhood was gone! Replaced by a cleft, and a delicate pair of lips.

Andy yelled and cursed and cried in his new, womanly voice, but there was nobody around to hear him but the horses in a nearby field. He finally pulled himself together enough to walk into town (he dared not hitch a ride with how he now appeared). 

Later, Andy would learn the ranch hands had mistaken his gay twin brother, Tom, for him! They’d taken the wrong brother and sent him to a private sex-change clinic in Mexico. When the ranch hands discovered their mistake, they ran away to another county.

But, for now, Andy’s first stop was the bar. As he downed beer after beer—doing his best to ignore the lustful leers of the guys—he was finding it hard to accept that for the rest of life, he’d never again be a cowboy, but a cowgirl.