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What's Taking So Long? Part 7 free porn video
Doctor Bob
I had decided to take the job that Shelly had offered. I
had found that I had the support of everyone that really
mattered to me, my Mom, my sister, and most of all Jamie. I
was going to spend the next few days check out all the
options. I was leaning towards a permanent voice change,
and then really living full time as a woman. There was just
something that really did feel so right about it.
Jamie gave me the name and phone number of the speech
pathologist. On Monday morning, I called both the doctor,
really a plastic surgeon, and the pathologist. I was able
to get into see the doctor on Thursday evening. He kept
that time open for special patients. The pathologist
couldn't see me until next week on Tuesday. The plastic
surgeon's office e-mailed me a questionnaire, which I
filled out and e-mailed back.
Over the next few days, I worked on the web page for the
spa. I also did some deep web surfing, looking for
information on changing one's voice. Also, I found some
very interesting information out there on all aspects of
male to female changes. On Wednesday evening Shelly and
Cathy came over to look at what I had done on the web page.
They were very happy, but had a few suggestions, and
changes.
We sat around talking about the spa and my job their.
Shelly reached into the oversize purse that she always
carried, pulled out two bottles, and said, "We brought you
a present. It's the stronger formula of the moisturizer.
It's the one that after two uses will render the hair
follicles inactive permanently. Cathy used it and continues
to use it, as it keeps her skins softer than any other
moisturizer that we've tried."
"Thank you."
"Is Jamie going with you tomorrow?"
"We haven't talked about it. But, I hope she does."
"It might be good. The doctor can talk with her also, to be
sure that this is a mutual decision."
"Can you get tomorrow off," I said looking at Jamie.
"All ready done. Figured that you might like me to tag
along."
"I'm sorry that I didn't say anything earlier."
"That's ok, I guess. You've had a lot of things on your
mind."
The appointment was at six o'clock on Thursday evening.
Jamie had some errands to run in the morning, coming back
with a few packages. I took a nice long hot bath using
scented oils. The doctors office was in Middle Field where
the Queen's Court club was, we left home a little before
five, and found the doctors office without a problem. We
were the only ones there, and the receptionist had me fill
out the usual pile of forms. His nurse came out to the
waiting room, and said, "Ms. Blankenship?"
"Yes."
"Please come with me."
"Can my wife come along?"
"Sure thing."
We followed her towards the exam rooms. She took my height,
weight, blood pressure, and temperature. And, then asked me
a ton of question, finally saying, "The doctor likes to
have pictures taken of all new patients. He uses them to
show you how various changes will effect your appearance,
and for before and after comparisons. Do you mind."
"Of course not."
"He likes to have them taken completely disrobed. Is that
ok?"
"Sure."
"Here is a gown. Please remove all your cloths, including
all your underwear, and I'll be back in a few minutes," she
handed me the gown and walked out the door.
"All business. Isn't she," I commented?
Jamie just smiled.
I undressed and put on the gown, one of those that shows
your full backside. The nurse came back in with a digital
camera. She first took four head shots, front, left, right,
and back. Then she had me remove the gown, and again four
shots. She then pulled out a tape measure and said, "I need
to take a number of body measurements." She started at my
head and worked her way down, neck, chest, waist, etc. She
then said that the doctor would be with us soon.
About fifteen minutes later the doctor, Dr. Vincent,
knocked and walked in.
"Hello. I'm Dr. Vincent, and you must be Ms. Blankenship,
and you are," he said looking at Jamie.
"I'm Jamie Blankenship, Briana's wife."
"Good. Seeing you here with her, tells me that you support
this is at least in part."
"I'm in full support of this Dr. Vincent."
"Good. I see by the questionnaire that you are interested
in a voice change to female."
"Yes."
"You realize that this is a permanent change?"
"Yes, I'm looking into both this way, and also retraining
through a speech pathologist. But, I'm leaning towards the
permanent change. I want to live full time as a female."
"Let's see. According to the questionnaire, your not
interested in a sex change. Correct?"
"Correct."
"The voice surgery is done by a colleague that is an ear,
nose, and throat specialist. If you do decide on the
surgery, you'll meet her the day before surgery. She has
done about one hundred of these, with no complications.
Except for those people who didn't follow their post
surgery instructions. Can you fill me in, in detail on your
story, and do you mind if I tape record it for my records?"
"No, I don't mind you recoding it.." I proceeded to tell
him my complete story from childhood until today. When I
was done, he proceeded to examine me completely. He then
said, "Why don't you get dressed, and we'll talk more in my
office. Just come out into the hall, turn right, and it's
the first door on your right."
After he left, Jamie said, "I like him. He seems very
nice."
"Me too. Cathy had nothing but praise for him."
I finished dressing, and Jamie and I walked down the hall
to his office. We knocked.
"Come on in."
He was sitting behind his desk, working on his computer.
"Have a seat."
It's Briana and Jamie right? Do you mind if we use first
names? It just easier that way. You can call me, Dr. Bob."
"That's right, Briana and Jamie. And first names are fine."
"According to the questionnaire, you have an interest in
some other procedures to be done at the same time."
"Yes."
Jamie looked at me, a little surprised. I turned, and
smiled at her.
"Some new information for Jamie, I see."
"Yes. We didn't talk about this, I thought I would keep it
as a surprise until today."
"Well, lets see what she thinks of your ideas. While you
were dressing, I worked up some graphics that show some of
the things that you asked about. Remember what your going
to see may not be exactly what the final out come will be.
Now, you asked about a little work on your nose. Here is
what I think might look good on you. We narrow it a little
and add a little up turn."
He popped up a picture of my face from three sides, showing
before, on a large screen hanging on the wall. Then below
them the same three pictures, but with modifications to my
nose.
"Now, I took a liberty on something. You didn't show
interest in this one way or another. But, cheek implants,
will really add to your feminine appearance. Actually more
than doing anything to your nose. Actually your nose isn't
bad for a woman."
He added three more pictures. These showed the cheek
implants, without the nose job. It really enhanced my look.
"In fact. In taking a close look at your face, the only
thing that I would do is the cheek implants. If you weren't
going to have anything else done, we could do it right here
in the office, using a local. Your Adam's apple will be
smaller, once my colleague is finished. And, the nose job
won't change things that much. You nose is almost perfect
for your feminine face. Ok, so far?"
"Yes."
"Breast implants. You indicated an interest in implants.
Not interested in hormones?"
Jamie again looked at me with surprise.
"No, not interested in hormones."
"There is a new procedure out, in fact it's only in
clinical trials right now. And, we are part of the trial,
and have done a dozen procedures with complete success.
There has been over one hundred and fifty procedure of this
kind done, with no problems. Most have been done on women
for breast reconstruction, and only a few on transgendered
people. I can't tell you much about it yet, but if I can
get you accepted into the study, the company will pick up
the full cost. The only requirement, is that you come back
to see me on a regular basis. I can only tell you, that you
won't loose nipple sensitivity as with some implants, and
the scar will be completely invisible once it's healed.
With breast implants on a transgendered, I also recommend
that the hips and buttocks have some work done. Here take a
look."
He cleared the screen and brought up my full body shots,
all four profiles. He then started adding breasts to the
pictures, he worked up from an A to a D cup, and also added
the changes to my hips and butt.
He added, "We can decide on the cup size at a later date,
but I wouldn't go any larger than a D. In fact that may be
too large, a full C might just be perfect."
We sat and talked for another three quarters of an hour.
Jamie, was intrigued with the breast implant idea. And, I
was impressed with the changes the cheek implants would
create in my face. It was a little after eight when we left
Dr. Bob's office, and I told him that we were going to talk
this over, and that I would get back to him after I met
with the speech pathologist on Tuesday.
After we got in the car, Jamie said, "Any more surprises
for me Ms. Briana," as she playfully hit me in the
shoulder.
"No. I just wanted to check into everything. You know me,
?Just the facts. Nothing but the facts.'"
"Ok. But, no more surprise. Especially like this."
"Sorry. But, the more I've thought about this, the more
permanent I want it to be. You got me going with Briana,
and I love you and her. I just want to make us happy." The
tears started again. I'm glad we were still sitting in the
parking lot.
"Don't cry."
"I'm sorry. It just came over me again."
"Do we need to see someone? Are you depressed?"
"I'm not depressed. And, no I don't think I need to see
anyone. I've got you and that's all I need."
I finally got the tears stopped, and we headed home. We
talked long and hard all the way. Jamie was only slightly
upset that I hadn't said anything about the breast implants
or anything else before we saw the doctor. She got over it
fairly quickly.
We got home around nine. Jamie told me to fix us a couple
of drinks while she changed. It took her longer than normal
to change, but then I heard her walk into the living room.
I turned, and there she stood, in what I call my ?school
girl' look. The short plaid skirt that hits mid thigh,
white blouse, which she had tied in a knot at the waist.
But, no white socks and saddle shoes, she had on white
hose, and black shoes with 4" heels and ankle straps. She
lifted her skirt a little and showed me the tops of her
nylons were attached to a garter belt.
"Your turn to change. Everything is laid out on the bed. No
panties or gaff," she said with an evil smile.
I half ran to the bedroom, laid out on the bed was the
identical outfit that Jamie had on except the shoes were
red. I changed as quickly as I could. I carefully walked
back to the living room, I haven't walk in 4" heels very
often. She was sitting seductively on the couch, showing
the tops of her nylons. She patted the seat next to her,
and said, "Come here and have a seat." I walked over and
sat next to her, she handed me my drink.
We sat, drank, and just looked at each other. She sat her
glass down on the end table, took my glass and sat it next
to hers. She moved closer, placed her hand behind my head,
and pulled me into a deep kiss. She continued kissing me,
and started playing with my false breasts. She then started
kissing and nibbling on my neck and ears. A major turn on
for both of us. She must have spent ten minutes there
before she untied my blouse, removed it, unzipped my skirt,
and worked it off. She started kissing and licking her way
down my body. She kissed and nibbled the inside of my
thighs. Needless to say, I had a major erection by then.
She looked at me, and said, "I've never seen such a big
clit." With that she licked it from base to tip, it sent
waves a pleasure through me. She took it in her mouth, very
slowly. I watched as it disappeared between her bright red
lips. The actions of her tongue and lips were just
fantastic. She would bring me to the edge, stop, look up
into my eyes, smile, and then start again. I finally
couldn't hold on any longer, and ii warned her, "I'm
coming." She picked up the pace, and I came in an earth
shattering orgasm that seemed to last minutes. She
continued to suck until I was dry.
She removed my tool from her mouth with a pop. Again looked
into my eyes, smiled, and said, "Now it's your turn,
lover." With that she gave me a deep kiss, again I could
taste my juices, but this time she passed some to me that
she hadn't swallowed. It surprised me a little, the texture
was completely different than anything that I had
experienced before, but not unpleasant. I was still
completely turned on, as was she. She changed her position
on the couch, and I took off her blouse and bra. I started
deep kissing her, still tasting my juices, I worked on her
neck and ears, and then started down her body. I
purposefully kept my hands busy on her breasts, and away
from her pussy, this drives her crazy. I stopped for awhile
at her navel. She finally pushed my head down towards her
pussy. I knew what she wanted. I lifted the skirt, saw her
garter belt, stockings, and a completely hairless pussy. I
looked up at her, she grinned, and said, "You like?" I came
back with, "I love," and dove between her legs. When my
tongue hit her clit, she screamed, she had the quickest
orgasm that I've ever seen her have. I spent a long time
exploring this hairless honey pot. She finally begged me to
stop, after a number of strong orgasms.
We cuddled for awhile on the couch, just holding each
other. I finally asked, "When did you do that?"
"Shelly did it this morning. It was a present for you. And,
I'm going to keep it this way. In fact, I'm going to use
the improved moisturized on it, so that I don't have to go
through another wax job like that."
"Was it worth it?"
"Every little painful rip. Do you really like it that way?"
"Very much. I think it was worth the pain, as long as it
was you and not me," I said with a grin that got me a
playful punch.
The next morning Jamie had to go to work, something about a
meeting with the big boss. We decided, that if I decided to
have the implants that we wouldn't tell anyone until after
the surgery. Jamie called about two in the afternoon, with
some great news. She had been promoted to department head,
and her old boss, James Goldman, was made vice-president of
operations. She was very excited. I made her a fantastic
candle light dinner to celebrate.
We talked more over the weekend about what we should do.
And, finally made up our minds that I should go for the
surgery, without talking to the speech pathologist. So, on
Monday I called the doctors office and told him of our
decision. He said that he had checked into getting me into
the breast implant trial, and was able to, because they
were looking for transgendered people to participate in it.
He transferred me to his secretary, who took all the
additional information that was needed to schedule the
surgery, she would call me back when everything was set up.
I called Jamie and told her what I had found out.
Dr. Bob's secretary called back on Tuesday, and the surgery
was scheduled for two weeks from today, at the Middle Field
Hospital. I needed to be there by two in the afternoon on
the Monday before. I again called Jamie and told her the
details. She said, "Don't make dinner. I want to take you
out to celebrate." She didn't have to tell me twice. I
didn't mind cooking for us, but I'd rather go out. She took
me to Lombardie's, and we had a nice dinner like two girl
friends, two very close girlfriends.
I asked her, "Do you think I should call Mom?"
"Yes. But, let's don't tell her about the other things.
Just keep it to the voice change. Same thing with Shelly
and Cathy. Let's keep it our little secret, until it's all
done."
I called Mom that evening and told her that we had decided
on the permanent voice change, so I was going to have minor
surgery in two weeks. She wanted to come and sit with
Jamie, but I lied to her and told her it was minor surgery.
And, that it was done as out patient surgery. And, that I'd
call her as soon as the doctor said I could talk, but Jamie
would call her as soon as we were home.
I then called Shelly and Cathy, and basically told them the
same thing. They were excited for us.
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