[color=red][i]“Jezabel stone. Private, enlisted 18 months ago” [/i][/color]Separated from the woman in question by a plane of soundproof hlass the General read from this latest in shemale-related reports to cross his desk in the past month, not once bothering to look his supporting officer in the eye between facts[color=red][i] “exceeded expectations in the standard courses, no surprises there. Above average on the calibrated ones. General fitness, shrink evaluation and personality test suggest putting her into heavy weapons”[/i][/color] Pausing to exhale a smoke-wrapped sigh [color=red][i]“so why, corporal is she sitting there waiting for a court-martial? According to this she's everything we could use more of, your report makes a point of stressing that this might just be the least aggressive one we've ever seen”[/i][/color]

Certainly the figure seated in the next room looked harmless enough, for one of a new wave of genetic aberrations calling themselves “shemales” after the old tranny and cross-dressing scenes. A seven foot, two-hundred pound slab of American-Israeli muscle and bone blistering underneath a layer of sun-tanned skin that even under the bleary light sported an alluring caramel tone. All thick arms and thighs like you wouldn’t believe all supported by a set of stunning abs..and packing a fully-functional set of equipment capable of putting most any man to shame. Eleven inches by almost two at its thickest Jezabel's cock and the accompanying set of ever-swollen balls where the subject of considerable discussion among the secluded officers in whose hands her questionable fate sat.

[color=blue][i]“Permission to speak freely, sir?”[/i][/color] Clearly out of sorts and out of his depth the local commander waited just long enough to receive his superior’s nod before answering [color=blue][i]“Sir..you know what these things are like. We caught her balls-deep in her CO three days back- it doesn’t look like rape, we're keeping everything in-house but the CO's threatening to blow the whistle if anything happens to her position. Also the evaluations all say the same thing, sex is like a drug to these things. It's going to happen again, only next time it might not be a mostly-willing partner. It'll be some new meat, somebody with connections. She's a liability and a public relations disaster just waiting to happen”[/i][/color] This earned the unsettled man another sigh, one choked with tired resignation [color=red][i]“Damnation..you did the right thing keeping this contained. I won't lie commander, this happens more often then you want to know. Two in every three shemale's never makes it into the service and if it's not murder it's the same aggravated sexual assault every bleeding time. Still we can't afford to risk this getting out” [/i][/color]Though it pained the old soldier to admit it, the truth was that by dragging Jezabel through a military court all they stood to gain was a mess of negative media if the vultures caught wind of her situation [color=red][i]“Discharge her, get a pension arranged with the understanding that she's not to talk about it and stop the targeted recruitment. I'm putting a stop to this until we can better keep them in line. God knows we've lost enough already”[/i][/color] The military had already sunk millions into support for woman impregnated by shemale recruits, compensation for servicemen killed by them and more bribe-laced pensions them the general cared to count. A costly boondogle that went to show exactly why an overwhelming percent of this new gender ended up on the wrong side of the law.

Most shemales find work as thugs. Enforcers and general violent types the world over. Blessed with a natural physique well in excess of the norm and a stunning capacity for violence comparatively few of them ever found work anywhere else. Even the more balanced tended to gravitate toward mercenary positions, a fact not lost on Jezabel in the weeks following her dishonourable discharge. Anyone hiring wanted a brooding psychopath seething with sexually-frustrated rage, and the further toward legal she looked the more that damming scrap of paper began to weight her down. In the end, with tolerable options fast running out Jezabel turned to the worlds oldest profession to make ends meet. Prostitution

Shemale whores where rare. Proper ones at least, so with the aid of disposable cell phones and a well-hidden website it wasn’t long before Jezabel entered the field as a self-employed slut. Renting her cock out to any woman who'd pay and building a reputation on the twin foundations of offering a gentle alternative to the more rape-y attentions found in other she-studs and a focus on “natural alternatives to non-traditional conception” or, in laymans terms. Knocking clients up and charging for the privilege. One thing followed another and today Jezabel enjoys a successful career as a “professional breeder” with services ranging from a half-hour fuck to daily rates and week-long sessions and a client range that accepts woman and other shemales anywhere between fourteen and forty and- keeping true to her nature every price and offer has the same note

"Protection is extra"