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Robbi's Story Part 9
I woke up Monday morning and Missy and I cuddled for a while before
donning our robes and going into the kitchen for breakfast. Mummy told
us that since the weekend had been so busy with working at the salon and
the big party yesterday no formal classes would be held and just to
continue studding.
Back in the bathroom we took our enemas and showered and washed each
others hair. Missy inserted my birthday gift butt plug and had me sit
and she showed me how to do my hair.
I was shown how to use the blow dryer with a brush, where to use the
curling iron and where to tease. The sides of my shaved head were
growing in nicely and the roots would need to be done tomorrow at the
salon. When I was finished and Missy was satisfied he wet down my head
with a spray bottle and had me repeat the process twice.
Next Missy sat down and had me do his hair. Finally after Missy said it
looked good we applied very a liberal dose of hairspray. We both had
gravity defying big hair doos.
Missy put on my makeup over my semi permanent makeup to his liking
explaining to me all the way what he was doing as tomorrow I would be
expected to do it myself.
The rest of the day was filled with studies, meals and chatting. At the
end of the day Missy and I had our usual romp.
Tuesdays are always a rush because of our salon appointments, but Missy
and I did have time to cuddle a bit and excite each other in the shower.
After we showered and powdered up I to a long look at my naked body in
the mirror. There was no doubt my breasts were budding. My arms looked
very thin and frail from our low protein diet which was further
accentuated by multiple feminine bracelets. My waist was whittled down
from the corset training and curved out nicely to my hips. The only thing
that broke up my feminine image was my penis dangling between my legs.
My observations were interrupted when Missy came up behind me and wrapped
his arms around me and took her long fingernails and tweaked my nipples
making them all hard. Missy stopped the embrace and stood beside me.
Missy's breasts and nipples were the biggest difference between us and at
that moment I felt a pang of jealousy. I put that out of my mind as we
donned our robes and I set to work on Missy's hair.
I did question Missy why we did our hair before going to the salon to get
our hair done but I was poo pooed as it is important since we work at the
salon so we must always look our best. When I finished Missy's hair I set
to work on my own with Missy watching and advising,.
Next I did my makeup adding to my semi permanent makeup. I did what
Missy wanted and as always it came out heavy with big red glossy lips. I
managed well with my large hoop earrings, they jingled in my ears when I
moved my head.
In the bedroom we got dressed Missy gave me a lovely sleeveless sun dress
that zipped up the back. No over the head type garments as that would
mess up a big hair doo.
While out on the balcony having a cigarette Missy told me that on
Thursday we had a doctors appointment. He was getting implants and it
was a good time for me to get my lips done. I knew better then to
complain because it would happen anyway and besides I rather welcomed it.
I knew I was becoming more feminine and finding it enjoyable. Sure Missy
was re enforcing it with sex but being accepted by everyone felt good.
I did ask Missy how big he wanted his implants and he had decided that a
nice big C cup or small D cup would be best for his size. I nodded my
approval since it was not a choice for me to decide.
Mummy drove to the salon in her battleship Cadillac. We joked and
giggled in the back seat.
The salon was no longer a foreign environment to me it was now a place
for camaraderie and comfort.
I was first to go into Susan's room for waxing and my facial while Missy
went over to Ruth's to have his corset adjusted and discuss his new bra
size. Mummy was having her roots done by Betty.
While Susan was waxing the backside of my legs she made mention of my
butt plug only mentioning it was cute. Before starting my facial she put
2 suction cups on my breasts and hooked up some tubes then started a
little vacuum pump. She explained the setup was for nursing mothers
giving milk but in my case it would give me nice prominent nipples.
When Susan was done with my facial she removed the suction machine and my
nipples were all rosy and felt good like Missy had been sucking on them
for 45 minutes . After thanking Susan I put on my short salon robe and
went out to the main room.
Amy ushered me to her station. After complementing me on my jewelry,
especially my big hoop earrings she set to work on my roots. The sides
of my head had been growing in nicely so they needed attention.
Our discussion turned to tattoos and the "tramp stamp" that she had
gifted me. Amy felt a tramp stamp was fairly common now and rather
inoucoious and wouldn't pose much of a problem throughout my life but to
go any further until I was much older wouldn't be prudent. I was to take
my time and decide what I wanted my tattoo to look like and we would
discuss if it was possible because it is there for a lifetime and would
need to be touched up every 10 years or so.
Amy decided that I should have a new look because that is what women can
do. I looked questionably and she explained it's a woman's prerogative
to change her look when she wants to.
Amy went back in the store room and came back with a package with bright
red hair extensions.
"This will be fun," she beamed.
Since I was so enthralled with Amy I would let her do anything. After
rinsing the bleach from my hair and drying it she carefully weaved in the
red extensions. After a lot of fluffing teasing and curling she turned
me around to look in the mirror.
The blue highlights I used to have had been bleached out. Now I had a
big puffy hairdo with bright red streaks that swirled out and around my
ears to my shoulders showing off my ears with the multicolored studs and
finishing in my big hoops.
Amy was pleased with her work and commented how sexy I looked which
brought a big smile to my face.
Amy had me do my makeup a little different and gave me some really dark
red lipstick and gloss.
"Now you look like a rock chick," Amy said.
She was right and it was a way different look and it did make me look
much different.
Amy spun me around to show everyone in the salon her work. Mummy looked
up from her deep discussion with Betty and smiled and Missy and Denisi
both said I looked lovely.
Li told me how lovely I looked as she sat me down to do my nails.
Finally finding an exact match for my nails and lips. After my nails
were dry and since I was finished first I just started cleaning up and
bring out fresh towels for the other beauticians.
It felt so natural to be around friendly people and this was a
comfortable place.
Mummy and Missy finished up. Since we were all done up and looking good
Mummy drove us to a restaurant and we had a nice soup and salad.
It wasn't till we had left and were in the car that Missy mentioned that
this was the first time I had been anywhere besides the house and the
salon or Ruth's.
When we got back to the house Missy and I went out on the balcony for a
cigarette. Missy was very excited about my new look and how well I was
adjusting to life here. Missy asked if I would hold her hand when the
doctor did his implants. I told him that I would and would be glad to
help him recover.
Missy told me he would be fine while I went to work on Friday and
Saturday. I hadn't thought it out that I would be going to work alone
but I do feel comfortable there and I honestly enjoyed working there.
Our lovemaking that evening was simply great I felt so sexy and Missy
took every opportunity to re enforce my ego.
Wednesday was rather uneventful except that with my hair took much more
time to get right with the extensions to care for but I loved the
results.
That night Missy was intent on giving me a good fucking and he did it
felt very good to pleasure him and I felt so feminine.
Thursday was all about our doctors appointment since my hair and makeup
was taking longer and longer our morning huggy kissy session was shorter.
At the doctors office I was led into an examining room where an aid took
my vital signs and I was told to change into what is called scrub clothes
baggy blue things and I had to be careful pulling the blouse over my head
so as not to muss my hair.
I was ushered into a scrubbing area where a nurse told me how to scrub my
hands all the way up to my elbows. Before she helped me on with my
gloves she informed me not to drop my hands below my waist since they
would not be considered sterile.
With my glove now on I entered the operating theater. Missy was already
laying down and had a ventilator in his mouth and an IV in his hand. The
doctor told me where to stand and the nurse gave me some tongs with a
cloth on the end. My job was to dab away any sweat from the doctors
forehead. The idea that I would be holding Missy's hand was excused
because I would no longer be sterile.
The doctor made an incision under Missy armpit and inserted a metal rod
(no idea the names of these special tools) and separated a pocket for the
implant while he was doing that the nurse had a vacuum thingy to suck
away any blood or fluids. Once the implant was in place the tube was
attached to a dangling bag of saline solution the nurse turned the valve
on the bag and began calling out numbers. The Doctor told her to stop
when she said 400 c.c.'s. He then took out a set of calipers and made a
measurement. The doctor called out for me to wipe his forehead and I did
as instructed. The tube was removed and he used glue and cauterized the
the incision which let a small puff of smoke and emitted a stinky smell.
The doctor and nurse moved to the other side and repeated the process
except after measuring with calipers he added 4 more c.c.'s. The nurse
wrapped Missy's expanded breasts with bandages while to my surprise the
doctor moved to between Missy's legs..
There he took a stainless steel tray and put it under Missy's scrotal
area. He took out a scalpel ant made a cut.
Even though my mouth was covered by a mask the doctor saw a look of
horror in my eyes. As I dabbed his forehead with my tool he said "I
guess Missy didn't tell you she was also getting an orchiectomy." I
just shook my head no as words did not come to my mouth.
The doctor set forth on his work as Missy's testicles unceremoniously
dropped into the steel tray.
The doctor pronounced, "Almost done just one more thing."
The doctor removed the ventilator from Missy's mouth and he put in a tool
to hold Missy's mouth open. He picked up a gadget and put it down his
throat.
The doctor said in a loud voice, "Missy say something."
Missy garbled something undiscernible.
The doctor repeated, "Missy say something."
Missy again garbled something.
With that the doctor removed his tool and looked at me.
"I just tightened up Missy's hyoid bone and she won't be able to speak
for 5 days. While I wire her jaw shut you go into examining room number
3 and wait for me."
I did as I was told and an aid came in and gave me one of those flimsy
hospital gowns that preserves little modesty.
Shortly the doctor came in and looked at the records the aid had left.
He examined my breasts and said I was getting nice growth. Next I was
given 2 shots in my butt that I now knew were female hormones.
The doctor asked me if I was ready to have my lips done. I barely
managed to get out my answer yes as I was unsettled over seeing Missy's
castration.
The doctor had me lay down on the examining table and called on the
intercom for a tray. A nurse came in promptly and the doctor gave me a
shot of xylociane numbing my mouth. I was disturbed that I had forgotten
to tell the doctor not to make my lips to big.
The doctor calmed me saying, "Don't worry we are not going to get crazy
here."
I breathed relief as the doctor took a needle and injected me multiple
times in my upper and lower lips. The doctor pronounced me done and told
me to rest a bit and an aid would come in to help me dress.
A short time later an aid came in and helped me on with my dress then
zipped me up. I turned around and she told me my lips looked good as she
held up a mirror for me to see.
My lips defiantly looked big especially with no lipstick or gloss on but
they were not outrageous.
The aid led me out the hall as they were wheeling Missy out in a
wheelchair. We got Missy in Mummy's battleship of a car and we drove
home. Missy was groggy and slept all the way. On the way home the
numbness work off on my lips and I carefully closed my mouth. I knew
from looking in the mirror that my lips weren't huge but from the inside
they sure felt that way.
We got home and Mummy and I help Missy get out and up the steps into the
house. Missy walked wobbly which the 5" heels made it more difficult. I
turned down the covers and got Missy into bed I kissed him on the
forehead and again I was reminded how big my lips felt.
Mummy and I had a quiet dinner where I had a smoothie and made one for
Missy. I would be in nurse mode for him while he recovered but I also
had to get ready for work at the salon in the morning.
After I had finished applying my lotions and potions and studying myself
in the mirror from every angle I put on my nighttime corset and robe and
went out on the balcony for a much needed cigarette.
My lips felt strange as I wrapped my lips around a cigarette but I put
that aside as I realized this is one of the few times I had been alone
since I got here.
Reflecting on my time here through the forced feminization. The becoming
addicted to nicotine and cigarettes. The multiple body and ear
piercings. The introduction to gay sex. The hormones wreaking my body
to the point when I am unrecognizable from my old self. Now working at a
woman's salon. My best friend and gay lover getting castrated. Being
betrayed buy the family lawyer and Helen from family services.
Had I accepted these changes to easily? Had I not fought hard enough?
Where would all this lead?
All these are good questions with few answers. I put out my cigarette
and went back inside and checked that Missy was resting comfortably. As
I looked at him I thought it made no sense to refer to him as a "him"
anymore, she being the best pronoun now.
I kissed Missy on her forehead and got into my bed. I had a long day of
work tomorrow at the salon and yes I was looking forward to it.
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