Forced womanhood for a bad lad

Brad waited for his examination

Brad felt tears welling up in his eyes as he waited for the doctor to come in. He looked down at the pink skirt he was wearing that matched his pink top and pink panties. Pink was all they ever gave him to wear in this place. He wished he hadn't been forced to come here and he wished he could just leave.
Just then the doctor came in. She was young and pretty, just like everyone else in this place. Just like they wanted him to become.
"How are you today?" asked the doctor cheerfully as she looked at his medical sheet.
It was Doctor Anne, the nicest out of all of the doctors he had met.
"Please stop turning me into a girl, I don't want to be a girl," Brad sobbed.

The doctor told Brad it was all for the best

"Oh come on now Brad, you were such a naughty boy before you came here. And you are coming along so nicely."
Doctor Anne smiled at him as she began to examine him, checking his newly forming chest and his hips to see how they were developing. As she marked things off on her checklist she explained to him all about how much better he would feel once he started to really think like a girl And of course, there was all the wonderful clothes he could wear. She complimented him on his outfit and told him that pink was definitely his color. 
"B..b...but I don't want to be a girl, I promise I'll be good."

She was sure he would enjoy being a girl

"Now don't be silly. You know you can't leave here until you've been fully corrected. Just look how pretty you are in pink. You make such a sweet girl and it won't be long before you won't even remember being a boy. Now you just take your pills like a good girl and go along to your lessons."