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Right from the Start - Chapter Four - By: Beverly Taff Simon: The main character; Dorie Lou: The girl next Door, Mrs Benson: Dorie Lou's mother; Mary and Sandra: Simon's other classmates in school; Miss Webster: Their form teacher. Chapter Four For the next few years Simon's life stabilised around his friendship with Dorie Lou and his de-facto adoption by her mother Mrs Benson. Simon's mother was content to let the relationship continue for it got 'the little brat' out of her hair and permitted her to pursue her lifestyle; namely that of a prostitute. Simon's mother even failed to notice that Simon had become much more 'house trained' and he now contributed to cleaning the house and doing the laundry. This was Mr Benson's doing. In their frequent parental chats across the little wicker garden fence, Mr Benson had realised that Simon's boyish ways served only to exasperate his mother and she resented 'cleaning up after the little bastard!' Consequently, Mrs Benson had encouraged her daughter Dorie Lou to show Simon how to do the laundry, house cleaning and elementary housekeeping. Simon's mother did notice the improvements but she never praised him or thanked him. The only benefit that Simon incurred was that he could virtually live in Dorie Lou's house and play 'dressing up' to his heart's content. He did with increasing permanency as Mrs Benson savoured the delights of having another virtual 'daughter' more or less living in their house. She also made sure Simon's little 'stiffy' behaved itself with a nightly little tablet in his nightcap. Eventually Simon lost all interest in his pee-pee and stiffies. It slowly became a sensitive flaccid little appendage that had virtually retreated into his scrotal sack. Even the scrotal sack had come to resemble the outer labia lips of a girl. When Simon was nine his living arrangement with Dorie Lou and Mrs Benson became permanent. His mother had brought back a client one night and she never woke up. Her body was not discovered until Mrs Benson called across the fence for their usual afternoon chat. After getting no response and noticing that the back door was open she decided to check. She discovered Simon's mother lying dead at the bottom of the stairs with her neck broken. It had been her last 'kinky' session with a particularly perverted client. The man was found and punished but that was no comfort to Simon. He behaved bravely at the funeral but his mother's death affected him immensely. He inherited his mother's house because there was no will, his father could not be found, and the estate went to probate. Because his father could not be found the social services actually did the right thing for once. Several long interviews with Simon convinced them that the best thing was for Mrs Benson to adopt him. After the interviews with the social workers, he pestered Mrs Benson as his excitement grew. "What does adoption mean?" "It mean's I become your mummy, now that your mummy has gone." "What! You'll be my mummy for ever?" "Well, until you grow up and make your own way." "If you're my mummy, will Dorie Lou become my sister?" "Adopted sister darling, you don't have a full blood sister." "But, we can live like sisters." "Yes. Live like twins if you like. You look quite similar." Simon exchanged an excited glance with Dorie Lou then pranced across the kitchen and gave her new sister an ecstatic hug. Dorie Lou reciprocated with equal fervour then they both hugged Mrs Benson. "So I've got a real mummy at last," he grinned. Mrs Benson's heart went out to the child. 'If ever a child needed a 'real mother', this one did,' she concluded. "Yes." She smiled as she hugged him to her. "So now I can have your milk by right," he grinned. "You both get all the milk I have anyway," grinned Mrs Benson as she kissed his soft girlish cheeks. The news of Simon's adoption also pleased Sandra and Mary their school friends. They knew about Simon's previous family history for their own mothers spoke of it openly. 'Yes,' they clucked when gossiping, 'the woman was a tart! It was bound to happen to a slag like that some day.' 'Yes, and that poor kid; well, he's better off now with the Benson lady. Small comfort I suppose, but she's been looking after him anyway for years.' Sandra and Mary often overheard their mother's gossiping but they did not repeat the words to Simon or Dorie Lou. However both girls were truly happy that Dorie Lou's mother had adopted Simon. He would now remain with them at the school; or so they thought. Things were to change though as Simon advanced into his twelfth year. The nightly anti androgen tablet that Mrs Benson used to suppress any unwanted erections was gradually having other side effects. They did not affect Simon's sexuality of course because that is fixed at conception. However Simon's little pee-pee did not develop as a normal boy's would. It continued to resemble a baby's for want of sufficient testosterone. However, if his adoptive mother abstained from administering his special tablets, Simon did get the occasional erection. It gave him s strange tight feeling in his groin behind his wrinkled little scrotum and a tiny stiff little stalk peeped out from under his 'clitoral hood' that had once functioned as a foreskin. For Simon though, this was of little import, for he found that he now preferred living as a girl and he had started to become envious of Dorie Lou's bodily changes with puberty. One morning as Dorie Lou donned her bra, Simon finally remarked on the puffy little swellings around her nipples. "It's not fair. You're beginning to grow titties." "Mmmm," sighed Dorie Lou, "They're nice aren't they?" "I wish I could," declared Simon as a tear glistened in his eye. "Do you! Do you really?" whispered Dorie Lou. "Yes, I like the way you giggle and cuddle when I kiss them, that must feel nice." "It is nice. I like it when you just touch them ever so gently. Yes it is nice. D'you want to kiss them now?" She lowered the lacy bra and Simon accepted her invitation eagerly. For a few seconds, Dorie Lou shuddered and gasped then Mrs Benson's call to breakfast interrupted their pleasure. Reluctantly they continued dressing and joined their mother at the breakfast table. Over breakfast Dorie Lou glanced at Simon then made a 'questioning expression' as she nodded towards their mother. "Go on. Tell her," Dorie Lou whispered hoarsely." "Tell me what?" asked Mrs Benson. Simon hesitated nervously so Dorie Lou spoke for him. She often did in matters of the heart. Simon was a very shy insecure boy since his mother's murder. "Simon wants titties like mine." "What! Are you sure Simon?" asked Mrs Benson, not too surprised. Simon hesitated for a moment then nodded slightly as his face crimsoned. "Do you want to be a little girl then?" pressed Mrs Benson. "I, - I'm not sure. I like my little pee-pee." Mrs Benson recognised the condition. In slang terms it was known as a 'shemale transvestite', a male individual who liked the female form so much that he wanted to pay womankind the supreme compliment of copying their appearances, behaviour and their lifestyles in every possible way except one. They wanted to keep their penises. Indeed, the conventional medical opinion was now that these individuals were not even gay. These individuals wished to live as a woman with a woman but yet father children if they could. Their biggest shemale lifestyle problem was finding a real female partner who was prepared to marry them and raise a family. As a pharmacist, Mrs Benson knew that these wishes could only be fulfilled with close, competent medical and endocrinological support. Simon would never become a father unless she changed his anti androgen tablets so that his genitals could develop normally. She decided to visit a medical colleague. No more was said that morning but Mrs Benson immediately took things in hand, a week later Simon was being accessed and checked, a month later it was concluded that he might be a suitable candidate for a new experimental clinic that had opened in a city nearby. "But what will happen when Simon grows up looking like a girl at school?" begged Dorie Lou, "The boys will make his life hell!" "He'll be going to a special clinic with a school attached," said her mother. "Will he be living here still?" "He'll be coming home at weekends. It's a bit far to travel every day." "Oh that's not fair. What about school and stuff, what about me?" Mrs Benson recognised Dorie Lou's turmoil so she phoned the clinic that same morning. "As a companion you understand. She doesn't want to be separated from Simon and they are very close." "Well. The clinic can't afford to support both children Mrs Benson. The funds just won't run to it." "Oh that's alright. I'm not short of funds. My pharmacy shops have become reasonably successful. I'll pay for Dorie Lou's keep and tuition." Mrs Benson was scrupulously honest, and had no intentions of raiding Simon's only secure income, namely the rent from his inherited house next door. Mrs Benson made sure his income was secure and put aside for Simon's welfare. After discussing it with lawyers and the clinic, Simon's income from the rent could pay for his stay at the clinic. "I'll see what can be done," replied the director. Mrs Benson could be very persuasive and eventually Dorie Lou got her way. She would share the year at the clinic with her beloved brother- cum-sister to be. They were a bit disappointed that they would finally have to relinquish their mother's milk but Mrs Benson reassured them that she would be keeping her milk for she still sold it to the local baby clinic. Simon and Dorie Lou could indulge their delights whenever they came home. Sandra and Mary were a bit upset about Simon and Dorie Lou leaving but when it was explained that it would only be for a year they cheered up. "Simon won't ever be coming back though. Because he's good at maths, they are putting him into a special school," lied Dorie Lou. The secret plan was that Simon, (to be renamed Simone), would return to the school as a girl. A few days later, Simone embarked upon her journey into shemale-hood. The pair settled happily into the clinic and their mother could visit them whenever she wanted. They were free to use the city just as any other children would but their best times were the nights in the shared bedroom. They had to sleep in separate beds but there was nothing to prevent them examining their bodies and comparing their progress. Happily, Simone's endocrinology was successful and within a few weeks, Simone was showing a similar breast development to Dorie Lou. Every night and morning they would eagerly compare their bodies. One morning Simone brushed her nipples unexpectedly against the warm towels on the towel rail in the bathroom and squeaked with delighted surprise. "Ooh! Mine are becoming sensitive, just like yours," she squealed as she felt the first delightful little tingles in her nipples. Dorie Lou smiled at Simone as she studied the naked breasts. Simone's nipples were showing clear signs of growth. "Yes, they do seem a little bit puffier." She then touched them tenderly and Simone jumped with surprised delight. "Ooh! That's just so nice. Gosh! Titties are really nice!" "D'you think they'll grow like mine?" wondered Dorie Lou. "I hope so," replied Simone, "Touch them again. It feels just so-oo good." With this open invitation, Dorie Lou gently propelled Simone backwards onto the bed and gently kissed Simone's buds before carefully taking them with her lips and gently sucking them. "Oh! Ooohh! That's just so-oo nice. Gosh, it's everything I hoped for." As Dorie Lou gently roused her companion, Simone felt a strange tickle in his little pee-pee. She squirmed as she frotted her soft little pee- pee against the silky caress of her panties. "Oooh. That's nice." "What's nice?" asked Dorie Lou. For an answer, Simone took Dorie Lou's hand and placed it on the smooth satiny panel at the front of her support panties. "Oooh! Your pee-pee's come out of its hood! Can I see?" Simone wriggled out of her silky panties and lay subserviently naked as Dorie Lou bent down to inspect the other developments. "Gosh it's sort of popped out of its little hood. It looks like a little finger but smaller! Isn't it pretty! I haven't seen it pop out of it's hood for a long time. Does it feel different?" asked Dorie Lou. "It feels kind of tickly. It's strange." Dorie Lou fingered the stiff little appendage and smiled. "It's sort of come out from under your clitty hood." Simone sat up and examined the reappearance of his dainty little pee-pee and frowned. For several years his pee-pee had all but disappeared into his tummy. It was now virtually invisible and he could not normally even tug it out to pee. As a consequence he had taken to permanently squatting like a girl to pee. He had to, for there was very little left to aim and point. Indeed, to the casual observer, he looked like a girl except that his scrotum resembled a rather large and slightly miss- shaped pair of labia lips. Simone was pleasantly surprised at the unexpected reappearance of her pee-pee especially as it was also stiff again. "It must be because my titties felt nice when you tickled them," he suggested. "Well whatever it is, it's nice to see him back. Mmmm. That's just so nice," declared Dorie Lou as she fingered the new arrival that had sprouted from under Simone's clitty hood. "It reminds me of a baby's dummy. Can I kiss it?" "Yes. Why not," agreed Simone. Dorie Lou immediately took the little stalk in her mouth and suckled greedily. Inevitably, Simone started to hump and gasp. Her urgent boyish actions dislodged Dorie Lou who squeaked her protests. "Stay still. If you jerk like that, I can't keep it in my mouth." "I can't!" squeaked Simone, "You're making me want to jerk." "What! You mean like Sandra's Dog that day it mounted Mary's bitch?" giggled Dorie Lou, "And her father threw cold water over them." Simone hesitated nervously. Then realised that was exactly what was happening. She found herself wanting to hump the air as the strange tickly urges grew in her little pee-pee. "Hey! We'd better stop this," cried Simone, "Something feels strange in my pee-pee. What if I make you pregnant? You know we're not supposed to play with me down there. If you get stuff in your girly parts, you could have a baby." "Not if I put it in my mouth silly," declared Dorie Lou, as she opened her jaws and pointed her finger inside her mouth, "To get me pregnant you'd have to put your pee-pee inside me; down there; in my vagina." "Yeah but you know what Miss Webster said during those parenting lessons. Things can get out of control. I'm beginning to, - to understand what she meant! Ooohh! Something's wrong. I can feel funny fluttery tickles in my pee-pee!" "Well I'm not going to let you put it inside me," declared Dorie Lou adamantly. "Well; not yet anyway. You couldn't anyway. It's got to be a big stiffy." "What, do you mean; not yet. Do you want to do it later, -?" "No. Certainly not! Not until we're married. Anyway, you can't put this inside me. It has to grow much bigger. Like the other boys." Dorie Lou resumed sucking Simone's little pee-pee but try as she might, she could not make it grow like she had seen Billy Patterson's pee-pee grow on the day the class was in the swimming pool and Valerie Cummins had yanked down his trunks underwater. Both Dorie Lou and Sandra had seen the incredible thing sprouting from the base of his tummy. Then neither of them could believe their eyes and giggled about it all the way home from swimming lessons. Simone's pee-pee was certainly not as big as Billy's. It was just like a wrinkled bit of gristle. Dorie Lou resumed sucking on the little organ just as though it was a baby's pacifier. For that's what it reminded her of. Simone started to hump uncontrollably then suddenly, to Simone's surprised delight, she felt a desperate twitching in her stiffy. "Oh! Oooohh! Something's happening! Ooo-ooh It's - It's doing something. What's happening to me?" Dorie Lou felt Simone's humping getting more urgent and she looked up in surprise to check what was happening. Before she could get the question out, Simone's pee-pee twitched and a violent spurt of fluid spurted out and splattered straight into Dorie Lou's face. Dorie Lou reared back in surprise. "Bloody hell, you're having a, - an, - a thingie! An orgasm!" Simone had lost all control. She let out a surprised squeal but the delightful, tickly twitching in her pee-pee simply refused to stop. Dorie Lou, having reared back in surprise, was now gazing in wonder at the pulsing squirts. Simone's pee-pee was pointing straight up with each squirt just like a high-pressure hosepipe out of control. The squirting fluids were splattering everywhere. The show only lasted for a few seconds but the result was spectacular. White droplets were splattered all over Simone's bed and then against the upright at the bottom of the bed. Dorie Lou studied the scattered droplets and followed the splatter pattern while Simone lay panting in contented surprise. "Gosh, it's like a, - a, - garden sprinkler! It's gone everywhere! Look at this! Some of it's reached the floor, - and the curtain; look!" Dorie Lou displayed the shiny droplets on the curtain but Simone was otherwise concerned with the delightful sensations that she had never experienced before. She was fingering her rapidly softening fleshy pee- pee as it retreated hastily back under it's clitoral hood. She tasted the last tiny droplet just before her pee-pee finally withdrew. Dorie Lou watched in fascination then licked the same sticky fluid that was splattered over her cheeks. "It tastes sort of salty," observed Dorie Lou. "Do you like it?" asked Simone. "It's different. What do you think?" Simone studied the last droplet from her limp pee-pee just before it retreated completely back under her clitty hood. She wrinkled her nose. "Yeah, it tastes salty but I wouldn't use it as salad cream." Dorie Lou giggled and turned towards the bathroom. "It's a pity it's only stiff for a few seconds. It would have to stay stiff for a while and grow some to stick it inside me. But that's maybe for the best. We'd better get cleaned up. I don't want any of this near my pussy." Simone followed her and they carefully showered, making sure that they did not contaminate any of Dorie Lou's intimate female places. After dressing they guiltily reported the event to Doctor Wendy who ran the clinic. Fortunately Doctor Wendy proved to be compassionate and understanding. "Well I'm really pleased that you felt confident enough to tell me without any serious signs of anxiety or guilt. Now, take your clothes off and I'll explain exactly what precautions you must take." Dorie Lou and Simone stripped and unashamedly presented their naked bodies for examination. Fortunately Doctor Wendy was a pretty woman and they were both very fond of her. "Do you want to watch each other as I examine you?" asked Doctor Wendy, fully aware that the pair lived quite intimate lives. The children nodded eagerly so she instructed Simone to climb up on the examination table. "Now, firstly, I'll explain how your breasts should grow. Hop up on this Simone." So saying she gently palpitated Simone's soft swellings as Simone squeaked contentedly. "Does that feel nice?" asked the doctor. "Oo-oo yess!" gasped Simone as she twitched eagerly. "Yes exactly," continued the doctor as she gently cupped Simone's flesh and created two noticeable mounds. "This is how they should grow. There's definitely tissue growth underneath and that's exactly what I hoped for. Soon you will need a real bra. Now spread your legs darling." Simone happily spread her thighs and the doctor first palpitated her tummy. "Are yes, here are the first signs of your pelvic development, see, your hips are already wider than your waist and here is the soft little pad that protects your tummy. If you were a real girl, this would protect your womb." Simone peered down her tummy contentedly and smiled with satisfaction, 'At last! She was beginning to look like a girl!' She caught Dorie Lou peering intently at her hooded pee-pee, smiling invitingly as the doctor moved downwards. "Now to the other bits," observed Doctor Wendy, "the boy bits." Simone tensed slightly as the doctor carefully probed into her 'labia lips' and fingered her sensitive testicles. Then she squirmed as the doctor invited Dorie Lou to examine them and explained to her about Simone's masculinity. "See these two little bags that resemble your labia lips," observed Doctor Wendy, "well they're actually Simone's scrotum. It's not as big as other boys because Simone's testicles are much smaller. They don't need a big ugly bag so Simone's scrotum appears flatter with a deeper dividing line between the two little bags. That's why she looks neat and tidy in her panties. If you spread Simone's scrotum bags slightly, you'll see that Simone doesn't have a vagina, just a noticeable dividing cleft where a normal scrotum shows a distinct seam. Despite there smallness, Simone's testicles are fully functioning and she can make a baby if her semen gets inside your vagina. Little boys have to regularly check these just like little girls check their breasts for lumps. These are what makes and keeps Simone a boy. If they are ever removed, he will not be able to make babies. Indeed he will not even be able to squirt semen. So it's important that he keeps them if he wants to be a daddy. Your mother tells me you would like to marry Simone when you're older. Is that right?" "Yes," Dorie Lou nodded, "but why do you call her he? Simone prefers to be called she." "It's for my own convenience when examining her boy bits. It's no problem, I'll call Simone a girl for every other purpose." Dorie Lou nodded and smiled at Simone who was now sitting up with her legs spread wide apart to follow the doctor's examination as closely as Dorie Lou. Then the doctor did something very strange. She told Simone to turn over onto all fours. Then she put some cream on her rubber gloves and gently worked her fingers inside Simone's butt. "Ow, that's sore," complained Simone. "Just one more test." Smiled the doctor reassuringly as she took a bottle in her other hand. Before Simone could respond, she felt the doctor reach deeper then press her fingers against something inside her crotch. To both Simone and Dorie Lou's surprise, another jet of fluid squirted violently out of Simone's flaccid baby-like pee-pee and the doctor captured it in the bottle." "Ow-ow, what did you do then?" squealed the affronted Simone. "I activated your prostate gland to get a semen sample." With her dignity now completely demolished Simone squirmed sensitively then squeezed her legs together the moment the doctor removed her fingers from her butt. "I didn't feel the tickly thing then. How did you do that without the tickly sensation?" asked the embarrassed Simone. "If your prostrate gland is stimulated, then your penis responds," explained the doctor as she carefully studied Simone's still flaccid pee-pee and continued talking. "Well. There's nothing wrong with this pretty little gentleman. When you finally get to the type of maturity that we have planned for you, your penis should grow big as well as stiff. Just like a normal boy's," declared Doctor Wendy as she gently squeezed and bent Simone's flaccid little pee-pee. "For now though, your penis will always stay soft and hidden under its hood just like a girl's clitoris. It will only appear when you play with your breasts and nipples; and it will only get stiff for a few minutes before your ejaculate." "But why did my pee-pee squirt stuff when you poked up my bum? Your fingers were painful inside me," asked Simone. "It's an automatic response, especially in vigorous libidos." "Libi, - what?" "Libidos, when you get horny a lot," explained the doctor. "All young boys usually have vigorous libidos if they're healthy, even girly boys like you. This is exactly the development we are hoping for." "Can I have a go?" begged Dorie Lou. "What do you mean?" asked the doctor. "Putting my fingers up her botty." "Oh I don't think so," replied the doctor, "it's a rather personal thing for Simone. Don't worry young lady. A pretty girl like you will easily be able to make Simone ejaculate without having to go into the mucky places. Her natural responses will occur when you stimulate her nipples and breasts. Now it's time for your examination. Come on. Hop up petal, I've finished with Simone." Doctor Wendy patted the examination table and the 'sisters' exchanged places. As Dorie Lou lay back, the doctor scrubbed up again and changed the surgical trollies. Simone glanced at the equipment and realised that Dorie Lou was in for a much more intimate examination. "Do you want me to leave?" Simone asked tactfully. The doctor turned to Dorie Lou and raised a questioning eyebrow. Dorie Lou wagged her head and reached out to hold Simone's hand for reassurance. The upper half of the examination was the same as Simone's. Doctor Wendy gently cupped Dorie Lou's slightly better developed breasts and demonstrated how to test for breast lumps and any other abnormalities. Dorie Lou shuddered violently as the doctor examined her nipples but the lady was so professional about it that she made Dorie Lou feel quite relaxed. She smiled at Dorie Lou as she finished checking. "Sensitive are they?" "Yess! Very," gasped Dorie Lou. "Well that's normal." Simone's eyes widened with appreciation. 'Could her own nipples actually get more sensitive?' she asked herself. Doctor Wendy glanced up at Simone and smiled knowingly, almost as if she could read Simone's mind. "Yes darling, it actually gets better. Doesn't it Dorie?" Dorie Lou nodded her head vigorously and squeezed Simone's hand to confirm it. The doctor smiled then continued professionally as she prepared for the gynaecological exam. "Now, this bit gets more personal, are you sure you want Simone to stay?" Dorie Lou nodded vigorously again as she spoke, "Everything. We share everything." "Well do you want Simone to watch? This is going to be a full gynaecological exam. If it hurts, tell me immediately and I'll stop." "Let Simone see," reaffirmed Dorie Lou, "I was allowed to look at her." "Very well then," agreed Doctor Wendy. "Simone, come around here and watch." Simone stood behind the doctor and peered curiously over her shoulder as Doctor Wendy repeated the first parts. "You'll see that Dorie's hips are virtually the same shape and dimensions as yours and her tush has the same rounded teardrop shape. That's good. The texture's good and there's no excess fat. Young girls should have taught round butts and you two are in good shape. I'm pleased with your development." Simone and Dorie Lou exchanged happy smiles as the doctor gently fingered Dorie Lou's labia majoris. Now these two lips protect Dorie's Vagina and if I gently move them aside, you'll see her labia minoris." As she explained, she clamped a large magnifying mirror to the table so that Dorie Lou could watch the whole exam. Dorie Lou's eyes widened appreciatively. She had never been able to properly examine herself because one hand had always to hold a mirror while she fiddled clumsily with the other hand. "Do you want to check yourself?" offered the doctor. "Please," replied Dorie Lou, keen to seize the opportunity. The Doctor sat back as Dorie Lou fingered her vaginal parts and inevitably finished up testing her clitoris. As Simone watched eager to learn, the doctor intervened and spoke to Dorie Lou. "Can Simone get a closer look?" Dorie Lou nodded then smiled. Simone stepped forward and peered intently. "Gosh we look just the same until you get a good look," observed Simone, "Dorie Lou's clitty has a hood just like mine." "Yes," agreed Doctor Wendy, "but you'll notice that she passes water from under her clitoris through her urethra just here see." Simone peered curiously then gasped. "Oooh yes, is that why Dorie Lou sprinkles everywhere and has to wipe herself?" "Exactly," agreed Doctor Wendy, "that's why feminine hygiene is so important." "Yes," added Simone, "I have to wipe myself as well now, because my pee- pee doesn't come out when I pee. I have to sit like Dorie Lou now." "Yes, it's the tablets that do that," revealed Doctor Wendy, "but it won't affect your ability to be a father when you're older. It's only to make your panties look neat and not leave any nasty bulges. You'll always look like a girl even when you're naked. But that's what you want isn't it?" Simone smiled and nodded eagerly. She loved it when she and Dorie Lou compared bodies. For nearly a year now it was almost impossible to tell the difference. Simone's smile widened as she ran her fingers down her crotch and fingered the almost invisible boy parts. Doctor Wendy smiled knowingly and added. "You're a lucky girl Simone. You're turning into exactly what you wanted and only a close exam will reveal what you really are." Simone nodded happily then returned her gaze to Dorie Lou's spread- eagled legs. Doctor Wendy followed her gaze and nodded as she spoke to Dorie Lou. "I think it's good idea if you let Simone check out your clitoris as well dear. After all she has to learn about your needs and it's not an internal exam yet. Do you mind if she checks you out?" Dorie Lou was more than keen. The very idea that she could exactly explain how she liked to be primed/prepared for lovemaking was a heaven sent opportunity. Eagerly she seized Simone's wrist and led it directly to her most sensitive button. Simone was able to peer closely as Dorie Lou guided her fingers directly onto her starter button. Soon Simone got the jist of Dorie Lou's primordial needs and she was gently exploring the vital parts. She peered curiously as Dorie's love lips started to glisten with slippery moisture and she gasped as Dorie Lou humped gently. "Where does that moisture come from?" asked Simone as she tested Dorie Lou's slippery secretions. "Dorie Lou produces it from glands inside her vagina. It's important that she is moist before anything goes inside her. In fact it's a useful step to the next stage. Now let me do this." Simone stepped back and relinquished the primary position right between Dorie Lou's widespread thighs. Doctor Wendy resumed her station and smiled to reassure Dorie Lou. "Now, Dorie, I'm going to start your first gynaecological exam. Let me know the moment you feel uncomfortable." Dorie Lou studied the instrument in Doctor Wendy's hands and frowned nervously. Its shape obviated its purpose. "Will that hurt?" "I'll be gentle and you must say immediately if you're uncomfortable. Now spread your legs a little wider and place your feet in these stirrups." So saying, Doctor Wendy swung two metal arms around and helped Dorie Lou lift her feet up into them. Dorie Lou now lay back with absolutely no dignity as the doctor carefully prepared the instrument. She felt the cold beaks of the instrument slide a little way up her vagina then the lady doctor gasped. "Oh! Virgo intacto! No further then. That's it." "Is that all? Is that all it is?" sighed Dorie Lou with relief. "Oh no, normally I go further inside you. It's just that this time I'm going no further. I am mildly surprised and pleased to see that you're Virgo intacto." "Virgo what?" asked Dorie Lou. "Virgo intacto, you've not been penetrated. You have a noticeable hymen chord and it is still intact. You're a virgin." "Of course I'm a virgin. I'm a good girl!" "Well yes indeed my darling! And Simone's been a very good boy. I'm impressed." "She has to be. She doesn't get proper stiffies any more," smiled Dorie Lou as she squeezed Simone's hand to reassure her. "But I still love her." Simone felt a wave of relief. She had begun to wonder if Dorie Lou might grow to prefer the other boys with large durable stiffies. "Does that mean you've finished?" asked Dorie Lou "Yes darling. Help her up, Simone." Simone eased Dorie Lou's feet out of the stirrups and helped her down off the examination table. The pair kissed passionately then dressed and Doctor Wendy watched them with a professional curiosity. She was curious about Simone, for the shemale obviously preferred girls. Simone was proving an excellent study for Doctor Julie Davies, Doctor Wendy's psychiatric colleague. Simone was obviously not gay in the sexual preference sense but still preferred to live and appear as a woman. 'There was some really interesting and valuable psychiatric research material there,' she thought. 'It was always good to catch a transvestite young and study the progress.' Once the girls were dressed, Doctor Wendy invited them to go into town with her. She phoned Doctor Julie and invited her to join them, just to study the girl's social behaviour and skills. 'Strangely,' thought Doctor Wendy, 'Simone was a brilliant mathematician and that tended to belie her female personality.' 'Yes,' smiled Doctor Wendy to herself, 'Simone was a most interesting case.' Doctor Julie observed the girls behaviour and smiled as she discussed Simone with Doctor Wendy. "Yes," observed Doctor Julie, "It's almost as if she had two independent parts to her brain. She uses her girly part for the life-style choices and relationships then she uses the boy part for the sexuality and cognisance. I mean, for example look at the maths thing; well she's a very bright kid. MENSA I shouldn't wonder." "And she's got the spatial awareness of a boy as well," added Doctor Wendy. "She knocks spots off Dorie Lou at map-reading and all the usual male/female brain things. Yes, it's fascinating." In town, the girls unwittingly demonstrated their clear feminine natures, to the doctors as they shared shopping experiences and constantly modeled outfits for each other. Finally they completed their purchases. It was a modest amount however, for the clinic's budget did not run to extravagant tastes and Mrs Benson had not been available to release any extra funds from Simone's inherited estate. That would have needed a further court order. Indeed, there was little loose cash available in Simone's estate anyway. They had decided to keep Simone's home in the trust and rent the house out instead of selling it to raise funds. The monthly rent only just covered the high costs of keeping Simon in the clinic. Once out of the clinic however, Simone would have a modest personal income based on the rent from her inherited house in later years. For this year in the clinic however, money remained tight. After shopping the two girls and the two lady doctors went for dinner and again the girls demonstrated their clear female dietary preferences. The doctors were impressed with them and had high hopes. Thus it went for the whole year in the clinic. Both 'girls' blossomed into attractive young ladies and Simone had achieved stability in her medication regime. The doctors concluded it was safe for them to return home. Mrs Benson was all smiles when she collected her two beautiful girls and brought them home that summer. End of Chapter Four - To Be Continued Reviews and Comments greatly appreciated - Thank you, Beverly