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It was the sun breaking in through the window that woke me up. It's weird with how quiet everything was. There was a hardness in my crotch as my new cock strained against my quilt covered boxers. It was interesting since this was my first time experiencing morning wood. I had always wondered if it was real and now I know I wasn't being lied to. Since it's monday, i'm assuming that both of my new parents were already at work. Thinking of them reminded me of the lecture I had received for staying out all weekend without calling them. They weren't overly concerned though and it seemed like a similar one had been repeated before, maybe even multiple times considering how the previous owner of this body treated them. It was humbling being scolded like a child since i hadn't been one in years until only recently. My mind wondered back to my previous life and a smile broke out on my face as I could only imagine how the real jack was handling my husband. 'i really hope roger enjoys himself,' I thought as I took in my new room in the daylight. It was messy, with clothes and things tossed everywhere and every which way. The room was pretty basic; a tv on a small entertainment center which held a variety of dvds and a gaming console, a full set of dresser drawers and matching end tables on either side of a regular sized mattress. "I guess I better figure out my first step," I thought out loud as i stretched and then scratched my head. Almost on cue my cell vibrated on the side table where I had left it charging. Looking at it I saw a message from jack's girlfriend... My girlfriend. A smirk graced my lips as I thought about that reality. I was a young man dating a young girl now and no longer an old lady married to an old man. "Hey babe, we got back into town late last night and I got your message. I missed you so much and if you have time later, I would love to see you ; )," the text read. I typed out and sent my response quickly. "Glad you made back safely! I'm getting excited just thinking about you. I have a few errands to run today but would love to meet up in a bit." Barely a moment went by before I received and affirmation from her and a time and place for later that afternoon. I just replied with a confirmation. 'i guess my first course of action should be making good on the promises jack made. So that would be a suit and applications for work. Also, i should fill out the paperwork to continue college courses which means an appointment with a counselor,' I thought to myself as I worked my way out of bed. Today is going to be a long day, but I was still smiling as I was ready to greet it. ????????? After a long morning of being a rag doll for my new husband, I was finally able to convince him to let me go. My bowels just couldn't take much more since I had been bound for a whole weekend with only two bathroom breaks. It was great to finally be free. My wrists and ankles were sore but I was surprised there weren't any marks or bruises in those areas. Going to the bathroom on my own for the first time was daunting. Without a second thought I put down the toilet seat, turned around, dropped my panties and sat down. It was only after the initial action was done that i again realized just what I had been reduced to. I wasn't able to come to terms with the dread that had reached the back of my mind due to the urgency of my current bowl movements. I just stared at the wall as I evacuated both lower holes. It was all a pitter-patter as two different liquids exited from two different holes, both leaving me feeling dirty. Looking down, I was greeted by the sight of two large breasts held aloft by an admittedly alluring black and red bra; a bald empty crotch with the start of a slit just peaking out from in between my thick thighs could be seen just lower than the garment. My vagina was soaked from the spray of my own urine coating my outer lips and area. Begrudgingly I was forced to clean myself after the deeds were done. I wiped front to back and nearly puked at the familiarity of the motion, as if I had been wiping that way my whole life even though I knew for certain it was a new experience. After wiping myself down I decided to tear off all of the feminine attire i had forcefully been adorned. Soon enough I stood naked with a small pile of lingerie taunting me in the corner of the bathroom. I turned to face the shower and decided that would probably help me to feel better. I turned on the hot water and then once it reached temperature, I set it to a comfortable setting. While the water seemed comfortable at first by touch, once getting in I realized that it was just a bit too warm for me and had to turn it down a notch. The water seemed different on my skin and I realized it might have been because my skin was more sensitive than when I was a man. While it was different, it was still relaxing and I lost myself to the enjoyment of the temporary escape. Once I had my moment, I opened my eyes to figure out the remaining steps to the shower. It was the hair sticking to me and gently pulling against me with every movement that brought me back to my current assignment. I found a men's all in one shampoo, conditioner and body wash but something in me didn't find that appropriate. I almost rebelled against the feeling and had decided to use it until I opened it and it's scent reminded me of roger, my new husband. My pussy clenched, which filled me with trepidation and I decided against it. Putting it down, I reached for a yellow bottle that said shampoo. I then washed my hair as quickly as possible, which wasn't very fast at all with all of the hair attached to my head. The shampoo was followed by conditioner. I located a pink scrubby which I figured belonged to this body and a flowery scented body wash; the scent of which was oddly comforting. I then proceeded to soap and clean my new body. Feeling the suds cascade over my body was sobering. It seemed I was all curves, the twin mounds of my breasts, the slight bump at my belly, my prominent ass, the thick thighs, wide hips and even gentle slopes at my calves and shoulders. I was forced to take it all in, including the absence of anything between my legs. The void that was all encompassing of my new gender. There was no denying that I was all woman. I almost broke down at the thought. This is what I was reduced to... A plaything of tits and ass. I finished the shower and realized that I had neglected to figure out clothing. While I now felt better and more human, although not the right gender of human, I realized that I would have to either walk past roger in my birthday suit or in the lingerie I had discarded just before the shower. Looking at the mound of offending cloth, I decided against it and would take my chances with a hopefully spent and tired husband. I left the bathroom still damp even after drying off and made my way quietly, carefully and cautiously into the bedroom. I was lucky. Roger was already asleep. He was passed out naked on top of the covers. Looking at him made my pussy clench and quiver and I had to quickly look away. 'that fucking asshole left me gay...' I thought until I was confused at the thoughts. Technically, I wasn't gay and that was the problem. Secondly, I couldn't stop thinking of her in male terms. The effects on my mind were both worrisome and driving me crazy. With conflicting thoughts rattling in my head, I quietly made it across the room and into the closet. This was my first time in here and I was quite surprised by the size, it was about half the size of the bedroom area, which is huge for a closet. There were multiple matching dressers, hanging shelves and rods filled with random attire, mostly feminine attire. I was slightly overwhelmed with the sheer quantity of items I would have to choose from. Still trying to be quiet, I began opening drawers. The first dresser I opened was filled with rogers things, the other two dressers had susan's things, or I guess my things... For now at least. After finding the drawer containing underwear, I was disappointed to discover that everything contained within it was utterly and unmistakably feminine. I rummaged through it completely but failed to find anything plain or that would feed the delusion of my own masculinity. I finally settled for a set of bright yellow satin bikini bottoms, which i put on immediately. The whole motion of feeding one leg at a time through each leg hole of this small cloth was emasculating and set my breasts swinging. Once the panties were on, I moved on to find the bras which was easy enough being located one drawer lower. The bras were also neatly organized and I settled for a matching bright yellow bra. Something inside of me seemed satisfied that I knew my underwear matched. With underwear adorned I began a slow look through things trying to figure out an outfit. What I discovered was again disappointing. Like the underwear situation, everything susan owned was absolutely feminine and seemed designed to show off her body. I refused to wear a dress, the very act of which would go against my very nature. Skirts were in a similar position, but there didn't seem to be a single pair of jeans. At last I found a few sets of yoga pants, one of which was straight black which was the closest I would be getting to anything masculine. I put them on, which was a bit of a struggle to get them over my big butt. Looking in the mirror I realized that my panty line was readily visible through the tight elastic fabric. Even still, I fought the urge to change. As a guy, I never would have bothered with something like that, let alone even noticed. Pushing the annoyance from my mind I went to find a top and found a simple matching black tank top. When it was on I realized that it had a deep plunge at the neck line and the bra peaked out a bit. Again I fought the urge to change, deciding I was decent enough and that at least this female body of mine was covered. I quietly left the closet and made my way into the room containing roger, who was still passed out from his long weekend. I wasn't sure if he was supposed to be in to work today and if I should wake him. After a moments hesitation, I decided against it. I quietly approached the dresser near the bed to retrieve susan's phone. Upon grabbing it, I was again annoyed by its feminine decorations. Everything susan had left me seemed to reinforce the fact that I was a woman. I left the room, girly phone in hand. I made my way downstairs and into the kitchen. I was planning on making myself something solid. I hadn't eaten much in the two days I was stuck here and I was starting to feel the effects. Before food hunting I decided to open the phone and inspect it's calendar to see what the original susan had planned for me. After reading through the contents, the color was drained from my face. In the calendar were a few items that no man should ever have to do. First off, there was an appointment with a gynecologist on tuesday, the very next day after this one. Second, there was a bachelorette party scheduled for friday night. There was also a reminder to take vitamins at the start of each day and a portion of every day set aside for work outs including yoga, lunges and some cardio. Finally, there was an appointment that was a bit of a mystery that only had a time and address set for just after lunch on wednesday. It seemed I had somewhat a breather for today, except for grocery shopping for the week and the exercises of course. I figured the exercises would be easy enough since they were designed for a woman. As a man I had done much harder workouts and I wasn't too worried about it. As for the grocery shopping I figure I would figure it out at the store. With some sort of idea as to my week as susan, I decided to settle in and make myself some breakfast. ????????? I arrived at the location where my new girlfriend, ashley, asked me to meet her. It was a park near the center of the city with its own little pond. It was also surrounded by a cute little shopping district. I had already accomplished a lot since the morning. An appointment was scheduled with the college counselor for later this week. I had spent a couple of hours this morning picking up a suit outfit and had only spent around $200 and was planing on giving the majority of the cash that was left back to my new mother. I also filled out applications of some local business that were looking for part time work, now it was just the waiting game to hopefully hear back. All of these things I had done in the span of a few hours were exhilarating compared to a normal day in my previous life. I would rarely leave the house, except for the occasional social outing with some of my friends and scheduled appointments or shopping. It was nice doing something to further my own future; it was a taste of freedom and the excitement of new things and the uncertainty of it had me jittery. I was leaning in the shade of a tree since it was warm for an early june day and soon enough I saw a cute blond in a flowing day dress and bare legs heading my way. She waved when our eyes met. "Hey jack, it's good to see you! How was your weekend?" She asked beaming when she walked up. "Hey, ashley. It was good, but I kinda wish I had gone with you camping. How was your weekend away? I hope you didn't have too much fun without me," I said, happy that I had learned her name from the contact list. While I did have jack's memories, they weren't mine and it was difficult retrieving them. It was strange how the magic of that cock ring worked, but it seemed that whenever information was pertinent it just came to mind. My niece/nephew that had given it to me hadn't told me much about it, just the basics of how it worked. It seemed pretty complicated and i wondered just exactly where it had come from. "It was a blast, but it would have been so much more fun if you had come," her continuing the conversation brought me out of my reverie. We spent away the afternoon in comfortable conversation and some window shopping. I took her out to dinner and ensured I was a gentleman by refusing to let her pay. I felt a bit guilty spending the money my mother had lent me but vowed to repay all of it in kind once I had found a job. At the end we went our separate ways and I could tell she had enjoyed herself, I had even said those three words and I was fearful she would start crying when she teared up. I doubt the real jack had ever treated her as well as I had. I headed home at last to properly confront my new parents and sincerely apologize for jack's behavior. ????????? It was already tuesday morning. I awoke in a nighty I had put on for the evening after a long day. Roger was already gone, I hadn't seen him much the day before, he slept away the morning and was gone around noon. He came home late and I had pretended to be asleep, he was rather respectful and just went to bed. He was again gone when I awoke. It was close to nine when I got out of bed and immediately went to the restroom and decided to shower afterwards. It was still strange and unnerving doing everything in this body. Every movement was met with a bounce or jiggle from some portion of my body. Another thing I was annoyed by was with how short I had become, I lost about eight inches of height and the difference was staggering. While shopping I realized I couldn't reach things at the top shelves and had to ask for help multiple times. Again another annoyance was the sheer sexual energy this body seemed to harness. The simplest things seemed to set me off. A young man reaching for something for me, and the head turns I had caused as I walked by. By the end of the day I was wet and had nearly soaked through my panties. I had refused to touch myself, I could only be reminded of my lack of equipment with the wet slit between my legs. But the horniness had only steadily risen and I had used the shower head to pleasure myself to a screaming orgasm. This had done little to stop my aroused state though. After finishing cleaning up, I dressed for the day. It was warm again and after going through the majority of the closet and my new wardrobe i finally decided on a simple green sundress, with a green thong and matching bra. Going out in a dress was actually quite interesting once i got over the femininity of the attire. I completed the simple outfit with a pair of black flats with a simple bow in the front. I was almost slightly upset that this woman didn't have any simple footwear in the huge collection of hers. I mean she only had a single pair of tennis that were white with flowers all over them and then these black flats with the bow, everything else had a heel and were statements that seemed to exaggerate the sex of the wearer, something I was definitely not ready for. There was a problem with the outfit I had chosen. The flowing sun dress provided absolutely no support or protection. With the thong I had chosen it felt as if my ass was bouncing all over the place and the way my thighs touched and slid together was slightly disconcerting. But I was already dressed and decided to forgo the effort to choose another outfit. If I was going to be a woman, I wasn't going to be one of those women. I figured I better just deal with it. I grabbed the purse on the way out the door. I had the opportunity to go through it the day before when I was at the grocery store, though i hadn't been too thrilled about its contents. Inside were some various items of make-up, some sanitary pads and wipes, shades and a wallet. I was also both surprised and disgusted when I found a couple of condoms and a couple of tampons. I could only guess as to the purpose of the condoms and keeping the tampons even though she was starting menopause kind of baffled me, luckily I didn't think I would need either of those items. I headed out to the doctors office that was saved in susan's phone in her lexus sedan. For a smaller car, it was actually very nice. It had a touch screen center console and a leather interior. It had seemed that roger had splurged on a decent vehicle for susan, a present I was presently enjoying. I reached the doctors office, entered and signed in. I had to wait for close to thirty minutes before I was ushered into a patients room. Once there a medical assistant took some questions from me, most of which came straight to mind once asked; including my current age, if I was excercising, the purpose of my visit and a few other things. I hadn't known the last until to clarify, she asked me if it was about checking in on my menopause. Her straightforward manner had me slightly embarrassed to admit that I was now a woman old enough to be going through menopause. Next, after she had taken all of my information, she requested that i undress and put on a paper gown. She was nice enough to give me five minutes of privacy to do so. I was glad I wasn't going to be seen by the young girl in my thong and bra. Quickly I adorned the paper gown and waited patiently on the cold seat of the medical bed. Again, I waited for what seemed like thirty minutes before finally a doctor came in. "Hello, mrs. Mayer. So what brings you in today?" The doctor asked going over the medical chart. "Well, uhm, I believe I said everything over the phone. Something about menopause?" I said in an extremely embarrassed manner. Embarrassed for not even really knowing why I was there and also because I was openly admitting I may be old enough to be going through menopause. "Alright, well the paperwork says you haven't had a period in about two months. Is that correct?" She asked as her eyes went from the notepad to my own. "Yeah, I guess," I replied awkwardly. Even though it seemed that I had susan's memories, it didn't seem like everything was easily accessible. But once the doctor asked I just answered knowing it to be true. "Have you had any difficulties with vaginal dryness?" She asked easily, like a normal everyday question. "Uhm, excuse me?" I answered gob smacked. "Have you had difficulties with intimacy? Struggles in the bedroom between yourself and your husband? You know, getting wet in general? A lack of sexual appetite, maybe," she again asked. "No, not really. I get... Wet... Just fine. It actually seems as if I am too horny, lately," I said not sure as to whether or not that was true, since I had only been the reluctant owner of a pussy for a few days now. "Hmm, I see. Well then, how about your birth control? Are you still actively using birth control, and if so, what kind?" She said as she was in the process of taking notes. "I'm on the pill," I responded carefully remembering the horrible moment i found out when I took all of susan's vitamins that first day. "Have you been consistent with it. Not forgetting to take a pill, no skipping?" The doctor asked meeting my eyes again. "I'm ugh, i'm not sure..." I said truthfully. "Alright, well I think we will need to perform a few tests to see what exactly is going on with you. First I think we should order a pregnancy in the off chance that's what this is. We have a couple of different options. You can pee on a pregnancy test yourself, or you can provide us a urine sample and we can check for you, but these are practically the same thing. Another option would be a blood test but that would take a few days to get the results and honestly I recommend the first two options, the blood test is only arguably more accurate and the time it takes would leave you waiting in anticipation for a much longer period. So, what will it be?" The doctor directed the information in my direction. 'i could be pregnant?' I thought to myself, completely distraught at the potentiality of the new information. "Mam?" The doctor said making me realize I had been silent for considerable amount of time. "Yes, of course," I said still lost. "Mam? Which of the pregnancy tests would you prefer?" She asked taking on a more gentle expression "which kinds were there again?" I said still staring at the wall still coming to terms with things. "There is the standard pee test or the blood test. With the pee test you can pee on a stick yourself or you can provide a urine sample and we can do the test for you. So which would you prefer?" She said showing an extreme amount of patience. "I guess I can pee on a stick," I said quietly, the embarrassment nearly bringing me out of my distraught state. "Don't worry, things are going to be just fine. Please wait a moment and an ma will be right back in to get you set up," she said before writing something in the document and then promptly leaving the room. The quiet of the room was stifling as I was left in the silence. I looked down at the slight bump peaking through the paper gown, wondering if it was just fat or if it was something more. I wasn't left long to my own thoughts due to the fact that quickly the same medical assistant as before came back into the room. "Mrs. Mayer, would you come with me? I'll show you to the patients restroom," the young cute girl said to me beaming. I could only stand and follow, there was very little left within me for more. After a couple of turns we reached an unassuming door in the middle of the hallway. There was the normal bathroom sign beside the door that showed the silhouette of a man and a woman. 'i doubt anyone would believe I was actually a man,' I thought as i looked down and was greeted by the two prominent mounds of my new breasts. I could only sigh. "Here we go," she said as she handed me a generic pregnancy test and a plastic baggy. "This is a standard pregnancy test. You can use this restroom. Follow the instructions written on the package and then wash your hands. After the test shows the results please place it in this baggy for a confirmation by the doctor. Once your done you can drop it off at the nurse station that we just passed and an assistant or myself will take you back to the patient room," she said in an overly nice manner. It almost bugged me how cheerful she seemed in regards to the reality of my situation. I said nothing and entered the bathroom. As soon as the door closed behind me, I was greeted by the sanitized and sterile environment of a small bathroom, including a toilet and a small vanity. Everything was white and there was a small portrait of a house on a prairie done in water colors. I took off the paper gown and placed it on a small hook at the back side of the door. Again I was left nearly naked just in a small green thong and a matching bra. The slight bulge of my stomach seemed larger than ever as I continued to consider the possibility that something was growing inside of me. I almost prayed that I was going through menopause and this was all just a simple mistake. I made my way to the toilet, turned around, dropped my panties and sat down. I then began reading the directions on this little stick. Once the color had come back to my face I bit the bullet and opened the little fate reader. I then began peeing and directed the end of the stick into the stream for a second or so and then allowed it to drip dry as i finished off my bladder. I then wrapped it in a wad of toilet paper, set it down on the toilet paper dispenser and then proceeded to wipe and re- apply my underwear. I then washed my hands and then began my wait. There wasn't much to do to kill the time since I had forgotten my purse in the patient room. I then began to count as I sat on the toilet refusing to look at the small device. Each number seemed to draw out longer and longer and it seemed as if hours had passed by the time I had reached three-hundred. Finally I retrieved the stupid pee stick and unwrapped it from the toilet prison it had been placed. Looking at the reader, there were two pink lines one being paler than the other. According to the test, I was pregnant. "Shit," I muttered out loud. 'well, this still doesn't mean much. I'm still getting my body back in a few more days. I just have to get through this.' I thought to myself as i placed the stick in the baggy, put on the paper gown and made my way back to the nurse station. "It's positive," I said handing it to the ma who had been attending me. "Congratulations!" She said. I didn't even acknowledge her comment as I promptly made my way back to the patient room. Upon entering I closed the door behind me and promptly sat back down to wait even further. About fifteen minutes passed in slightly comfortable silence as I did whatever I could to keep my mind off the thing growing within me. This time it was the doctor, and I began to wonder if they took turns dealing with patients or if they had a specific system for it. "Mrs. Mayer, I received the news. Congratulations!" I met her exclamation with a straight blank stare. There was an uncomfortable moment of silence between us. "I'm guessing that you weren't expecting this," she said after our awkward moment. "No, I was expecting menopause and honestly that would have been easier to deal with," I said honestly trying to keep the scowl behind the surface. "Well... I see... Anyways I suppose we should see how far along you are, do you mind us doing a simple checkup?" She said dropping our eye contact and almost taking on a more meek posture. "What does it entail?" I asked more sharply than intended. "Well, it would be basically a physical, to see how healthy you are and we would like to also perform a transvaginal ultrasound to see how far along you actually are in your pregnancy," she said almost too quietly. "Is it necessary, can't we reschedule it?" I said fully intending to let the real susan deal with this bullshit. "Well, to be honest, a pregnancy at your age is very rare and often times with situations such as this there could be complications with both you and the baby and it's best to get an idea as to whats going on and to make sure you are both alright," she said gaining some confidence. Her change in demeanor surprised me and worried me as to the severity of these so called common complications in regards to my situation. "Alright, if you think it's necessary..." I said almost uncertainly. "I do, and thank you. I am going to send in my ma who will go through the first steps of the check up including getting your current height, weight, blood pressure, current heart rate and a few other things. Give us just a few moments and she will be right in," she said leaving to tag in her assistant. After a bit of time the ma came back in. It was a fairly routine check-up similar to most physicals I had received as a man, except for the breast exam. That little part was extremely uncomfortable and awkward. Luckily, even though the ma was cute she wasn't really turning me on. In fact i had been comparing myself to her throughout parts. Once realizing what I was doing I went pale and immediately stare at the wall. At least then I had a reason for not being turned on. A little denial can go a long way. "Alright, I have most everything. The doctor and I are going to go over the information and then we will be back in for the ultrasound. Don't worry, internal ultrasounds aren't too bad besides some slight uncomfortability with the insertion of the wand." Her beaming smile at the end of her statement again drained the color from my face and I could only watch silently as she turned around and left the room. I was left to stew in the dread and anxiety that was the precursor to my immediate fate. Soon enough a doctor would insert something within me to take a look at the thing growing within me. The thoughts drew my gaze down to the small bump and swell of my lower stomach. 'fuck, I better get my body back from that asshole. Leaving me a fucking pregnant old lady... I won't even tell her and she can deal with this shit herself,' I thought to myself as I let a small smile slip onto my face. Shortly after that the door opened and both the ma and the doctor walked in. The medical assistant was pushing a cart that included a monitor and a few other tools, she also had a laptop in hand. The ma sat down in the chair in the corner and opened up the laptop and i'm assuming began setting herself up. "Would you mind removing your shoes and panties? Then, if you may, lay down on the bed and place your feet in the stirrups?" She asked politely as she started up the monitor and grabbed a wand that seemed attached to the cart. Almost squeamishly, I did as asked, trying my best not to blush as i revealed the green thong and then took it off. The whole action seemed feminine and I tried my best to take this for what it was, just a woman getting an exam. I sat down on the bed, placed my feet in the two stirrups which were fairly far apart and layed down. I could feel the lips of my pussy pull slightly apart as my vagina was exposed to the open air. I watched as the doctor lubed up the wand and then placed a condom over the stick, she then applied more lube. "This will be slightly uncomfortable but it will be over shortly. Could you please scoot forward till your butt reaches the end of the bed?" She said as she sat down on a swivel chair and faced me. I sighed internally and prepared myself as much as possible as I did as she had asked. "Alright you are going to feel some slight pressure as I insert the want," she said as she placed the cold lube and condom covered plastic up to my lower lips. There was some slight resistance at first but then the wand fully penetrated me. The feeling of it was different than what I had experienced so far. It was hard and stiff and there was no give and it was definitely uncomfortable as the doctor moved it around inside me. She went from the left to right, front to back and occasionally she would stop and I think take pictures and call out what I assumed were measurements of different things inside of me. I didn't pay too much attention as I tried to stare at the ceiling and pretend all of this was happening to someone else. "Alright, everything looks good," the doctor said as she quickly pulled the wand from inside of me. I could feel the remnants of the lube leaking out of my vagina and I felt stretched. She seemed done so I removed my feet from the stirrups and closed my legs to eliminate the uncomfortable feelings coming from down below. I then sat forward. "Well, mrs. Mayer, it seems everything looks just fine. You are indeed pregnant and from the measurements we took we can safely assume that the baby is about nine to ten weeks along. From what I can tell everything is proceeding at a normal rate, but there are still some things that can cause complications, especially in a later age pregnancy such as yours." "I don't want to scare you but typically, pregnancies that happen at ages later than 38 have a much further increased chance of pregnancy loss by either miscarriage or still birth. There may also be the possibility of birth defects due to the deterioration of chromosomes within the eggs that develop the embryo. I would highly suggest we take an increased hands on approach to dealing with the pregnancy, that is assuming that you intend to keep it. To start off we will be recommending you pick up some prenatal vitamins, there are a lot of good options for over the counter or if you would like we could prescribe something. Sarah here will get you set up for an appointment next week so we can further discuss your options, but i'm guessing you are going to want some time to process all of this and perhaps discuss this with your husband." "We will give you some time to clean yourself up and dress, sarah will take care of you at the front desk once you are finished. There are some wet wipes and a trash can on the counter." While this monologue was going on, the doctor cleaned off her instruments and reset the cart before pointing to the items on the small counter top inside of the room. "Congratulations mrs. Mayer, i'll be seeing you soon," she said as she nonchalantly left the room with the cart in tow. "I'll meet you up front when you are ready. You are welcome to take your time," sarah said as she stood up and promptly took her leave following the doctor. Again I was left alone. After a few moments of me coming to terms with my temporary reality, I stood back up to start cleaning up the mess that the doctor left me with. I grabbed a few of the wet wipes and wiped up my messy crotch front to back. I still felt some of the lube leaking out of me but it was minimal. I then grabbed my thong and slid it back up my legs until it nestled between my big ass cheeks. Then I threw the dress i had brought with me over my head and draped it over myself, checking to make sure it hadn't bunched up at my fat but. Finally, I slipped on the flats. I grabbed my purse and made my way to the front desk. I stood and waited while I waited on sarah to finish with some paperwork and things she was busy with. After a few moments she finally seemed finished and saw me. "Alright mrs. Mayer, first of all do you require a subscription for those prenatals?" She said after coming up to the desk, opposite from me. "No, I can pick up something myself," I said simply. "Alright, well has your insurance changed from your last visit?" She asked without skipping a beat. "No, it hasn't." Again I said shortly wanting to get out of here. "Well, if that's the case then we just have to settle the co-pays. The total for the visit, exam and ultra sound comes out to $85," she stated after quickly looking over a chart with some documents on it. I just handed over a credit card I retrieved from my wallet and purse in response. She took it and went about ringing me up. She was quickly done and handed me back the card with a medical sheet and receipt. "That there is for your records and is a generalization of your visit. In regards to your appointment next week, we have openings on monday at two in the afternoon, wednesday at nine in the morning or thursday at eleven in the morning. What works for you. "Monday is fine," I said knowing it wouldn't be me dealing with it. "Thank you for your visit and again congratulations. We will see you next week. Hope you have a good day," she said again with her beaming smile. "Thanks," I said as I put away the card and documents in the purse and then made my out of the building. ????????? "I swear i'm going to get my shit together," I said to ashley. "You don't have explain anything to me, I know you are going to do some amazing things. And anyway, regardless of what you do, I love you and don't plan on going anywhere except to remain by your side," this beautiful blond said to me. She was way too good for the original jack and considering everything he has put her through so far, i'm surprised she still loves him. Well, now i was planning on treating her right. "It means a lot to hear you say that and I love you for it. But there are a lot of things I have done in the past to you that I am sorry for. I guess what I am saying is that, i'm not the same person I was last week and I don't plan on hurting you anymore. I plan on making something of myself instead of just treading water like I have been doing. I plan on treating you right as I get my life back on track," I said as I gently caressed her cheek and stared into her eyes. "Jack..." She wasn't able to complete her sentence as I stole a kiss from her lips. We were at my new parents house in my bedroom. We had the house to ourselves. Ashley had called earlier that morning and wanted to come over and since I didn't have any plans except for job hunting later that day. I kept her silent as our lips mashed together. I gently caressed her cheek and let my hand slide down until I was gently grasping the back of her neck to pull her into me. We kept at this for a bit until we were both out of breath. With nothing to lose I removed and tossed my shirt, revealing my bare and chiseled chest and abdomen. I smirked at the hunger in her eyes and again embraced her. I took time as I kissed her up and down gently along the side of her neck. I then worked her shirt off of her revealing her simple pink bra. I then pushed her onto her back onto the bed and quickly met her, skin on skin. She was so soft it was intoxicating as I embraced her. Her gentle moans were cute as I gently stroked her bare skin. I worked my way down her body and began removing her belt and working at removing her pants. It took me a second to get everything free and I was glad that i didn't have to worry about female clothing anymore. With her pants on the floor ashley was exposed underneath me in just a pink thong with a little heart at the front of the crotch and a matching simple pink bra. The sight had my soldier rising and straining against my own jeans. After a few minutes of me working her silly, it got uncomfortable enough that I had to remove my own pants. We were finally in our underwear and both of us weren't stopping. She was the shape of beauty. Gentle curves, a prominent bust, a perfect ass, a toned but soft body. She could always default to porn for a living if the need ever arose. Gently, slowly and with care I kissed and nibbled my way down her body. I stroked her with simple motions. I grasped at her breasts softly, kneading them in the way I had once enjoyed. I continued my slow decent and worked kisses across her waist and hips and down between her juicy thighs. I finished the game with a few light kisses upon her panty covered mound which had her slightly shivering in anticipation. Soft and slowly I worked the protective cloth off her most private area. I continued working the fabric until it was over her soft and supple thighs and removed them completely from her smooth and beautiful legs. I tossed the garment with the pile of clothes I had previously started and then viewed ashley in most of her glory. I took a moment to admire her body. Her exposed pussy was enticing. Her vulva was beautiful and made for porn with small symmetrical outer lips and a shallow hood hiding her clit, it was clean and alluring. I would have been jealous had I still been susan, my old pussy was never that cute. As I was admiring her she leaned forward and removed her bra in one smooth motion and tossed it with her other items. She met my eyes with that same hungry look as before and then reached out to grab my shoulders. Quickly and with intent she pulled me forward on top of her. Our bare chests meeting, my slightly hairy but chiseled form just touching her soft mounds; her nipples erect and poking into me, just as i was erect and poking into her thigh. Our lips met with passion. We were like two animals that couldn't get enough of each other. Pawing and biting at each other, tearing and scratching at bare skin, pulling each other close with fistfuls of hair. "I love you," I said in a mere whisper as I took a moment coming up for air. "Why don't you show me just how much," she said beneath me slyly, the hunger in her eyes reaching an almost bloodlust. 'this girl could be the death of me,' I thought to myself as I peeled off my boxers and lined the tip of my penis with her delicate entrance.