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I turned the letter over in my hands a few times. The postage stamping looked like it had been returned to the school with my apartment address incorrect at least once. My hands were shaking as I opened the envelope. I noted distantly how easy having long nails made that particular task. Inside, I found a short note and a couple of folded pieces of paper. The note read simply: "Hey Paul, Mom and dad here, Surprise! We got the Antarctic research fellowship we have been wanting for years! We sold the house, the stuff from your room is in a storage unit paid up for the year, as well as our car, which we won't be needing for the next 10 years, so you can have it if you like. Hope school is going well, Not sure when we will see you again, and mail and phone service down here is kind of spotty, but hope you do well! Anyways gotta go! Be a good kid! Also, here's your 3rd of the house proceeds. Love, Mom and Dad" I sat the note down, still shaking. It was nice to know they hadn't abandoned me on purpose, but really? Its not like they didn't know my cell phone number, and I certainly had tried calling them. There wasn't even any way to contact them. I wasn't sure if I should laugh or cry. I picked up the other two pieces of paper. The first was the contract info for a storage unit across town somewhere. The second was a check for a very large amount of money. Apparently our house had been worth quite a bit more than I would have guessed, and I now found myself with more money than I had ever seen before. I sat down, and started to cry. It seemed like I had been a lot more emotional this week than normal for some reason. The stress of the last couple months had just finally caught up with me, and I soon found myself with tear ruined makeup all over my face. I must have cried into a pillow, long hair spooled out on the bed, still in my party finery, as I blew snot chunks from my septum ring. A short time later though I finally calmed down and drew myself a nice warm bath to clean up and relax. As I sat in the warm bath water, I thought over the events of the last few months, where I was at, and where I was going. I had missed the start of senior year, and the classes I needed to graduate wouldn't be offered for at least another 8 months, so I had time to figure out what I wanted to do. I had enough money to get a small house of my own now if I wanted, but I found I didn't really mind my current living arrangement all that much. I apparently had a car, though it was probably some sort of lame eco-friendly sedan like my parents seemed to favor. Still, a car is a car and with a car came both freedom and responsibility. I wasn't even sure if my driver's license was still good. And I certainly didn't look like the picture at the moment. That started me thinking down a different line of thought. I kind of liked the way I looked right now, makeup disaster notwithstanding. I had a date very soon that seemed to like the way I looked, and I seemed to get a lot of positive reinforcement from my friends and co-workers. Did I really want to go back to being a guy so soon? Did I want to stay this way? Did I want to go maybe even further? I started picturing myself with breasts and maybe some other modifications, and I felt a warmness in my chest at the thought. Also a warmness down below as my still imprisoned member made his presence known. I shrugged, and decided that being horny and satisfied was better than being weepy. I reached over for the rubber dildo that Liz had provided me, as well as the bottle of pills. I had been taking one whenever I fooled around with myself for the past couple of days. They didn't seem to be helping my erection much yet, but I figured the chastity cage might be preventing that, so maybe these were to just make me more aroused? As I looked at the dildo, I suddenly wondered what it might feel like in my mouth. It was a very simple one, as such things went, just a long smooth blue cylinder topped with a bulbous tip. It kind of matched my nails a bit. Feeling bold, I slowly brought the tip to my lips. I kissed it, my eyes closed as I pondered what the real thing might be like. I parted my lips, and licked it. It tasted like a spatula might after licking the bowl from making a cake. I rolled my tongue around it, letting the piercing play over it as I went. I was getting more and more turned on, as I could feel myself straining in my cage. The keys were right there, why did I find it so hot to keep the thing on all the time? I started working the shaft of the dildo into my mouth. I could feel the tip start to just tickle the area where it might start to make me gag. I pictured Kelly working her magic on my own shaft, and slowly pushed the shaft in as far as I could do so without gaging. I left it there, feeling the sensation. After a minute or two I pushed it in a little more, and a little more. After a few minutes or so I found I could get the shaft down the back of my throat. It felt very odd having something down my throat like that, and I could only keep it there a little while before I felt my gorge rise. I resolved to practice whenever I had time though. I exited the bath, still horny as I toweled off. The breast forms were still adhered to my chest, and I found their bounce and sway to be mesmerizing without my bra on. Sleeping with them was both exciting and comforting for some reason, as I found myself instinctively cupping and protecting them in my sleep. It felt like hugging a built-in pillow. I lay down, now very naked, dildo still in hand. I looked at it for a while, and my brain decided to go a step further and see what it might feel like inside my tight virgin ass. I had seen videos of other people in chastity, some dressed very similar to how I had been the last few days, using dildos on themselves, so I had some idea of what to expect. I put some of the lube on it, then slowly worked it into the rear opening of my taint. I was going to have to clean it very good before I used it for the other practice again, or maybe get another one. The latter thought kind of excited me a bit. I started pressing it further inside, meeting the same resistance I had with the smaller butt plug. It seemed like it was maybe a little easier going in, and there wasn't the sharp constricted waist so I stayed feeling forced open more, but with less of the fullness of the plug. It was an interesting sensation though, and the dildo definitely would go in further than the plug would. I started working the dildo in and out. Slowly at first, but increasingly rapidly I plunged the squishy yet hard phallus deeper and deeper into my ass. It glided silky smooth along the insides of my anus, pressing on nerves and things I didn't even know I had. I found that if I angled it juuust right there was a spot that seemed very nice. It almost felt like I was hitting some sort of bump in there. That worried me just a little, so I resolved to do some more research on how things were laid out in there later. For now, though, it felt simply amazing. I kept that up until one, then the other arm got tired, but I didn't seem to get a release out of it. I was definitely leaking quite a bit from my chastity though. I debated for a minute opening it up to have a bit of a play, but I decided I was tired for now, and it would be hotter later if I waited. I cleaned myself up, savoring the taste of precum which I was beginning to look forward to, then drifted off to sleep. The next morning, I slept in late, it being a Saturday and the shop was closed. My date with Vicki was that afternoon, so I had a bit of time to kill. I texted Vicki to let her know I was looking forward to our date. She sent me back a smiley face with a bunch of mallard duck emojis. I took that as a good sign. Kelly was working on a new display for the shop window downstairs, so I wandered down to see how that was going. I had decided on fairly casual clothing, just a t-shirt, bra, panties, skirt and some nice long stripy socks. Not much makeup this morning. Kelly smiled when she saw I was still wearing the breasts. I blushed a bit. I helped her a bit with the display painting, filling in some of the not artistic background paint for her to work her magic over. Window painting was kind of fun and relaxing. We took a break, and I filled her in on the contents of the letter. I think she was about ready to go murder my parents, penguins and all, but she kept it in check to a distinctive scowl. She offered to drive me to the storage unit to see what was there, which I happily accepted. I hadn't mentioned the part about the check, because that just seemed prudent, but I did ask if we could stop at a bank along the way. A short hour later, check deposited and storage unit key in hand, we made our way to the storage unit itself. The storage unit desk clerk was a bit confused about who I was at first, but I had the contract and the correct ID, so they let me in anyways. Inside was a small duffel bag, a box of books, a small box of clothes, and what appeared to be a fairly late model Tesla model S. My jaw hit the floor as I saw the car, I was now the owner of. Kelly and I swiftly loaded all the stuff into the trunk of the Tesla, which still had at least a partial charge. Certainly, enough to get it home. the charging gear seemed to be in the back. In preparation for retrieving the car, I had set up an insurance policy and my license wasn't quite expired yet, so I was legal to drive it. Kelly said I could park it in one of the more hidden spaces in the back of the shop if I wanted. It was a hoot to drive. Kelly helped me unpack a bit. It was nice to have a few comforts from home back. My childhood rock and crystal collection, a few sporting trophies, a couple of toys I valued, including my stuffed penguin "Mr. Floppers" the usual kind of things kids acquire. Most of the books were a bit too young for me now, so I planned to donate them, but it was nice to have my fantasy and sci fi books back accessible. I had missed those in college. Soon it was time to start getting ready for my date with Vicki, which I was really rather nervous about. Kelly helped me do my makeup, then left me alone so I could get dressed with a wave and a wink to have fun, and not do anything she wouldn't do. I rather figured that would be an interesting bar to try and figure out exactly where that line was at. I decided to keep it fairly simple, a couple of hair clips, my makeup not super over the top but a little on the goth side, my usual piercings, a neck choker, and a nice light blue top to go with a skirt. I did opt to wear the high heels again, as I was getting pretty good at walking in them. I kept the striped socks on, I thought they looked cute. My chastity stayed on. I really didn't want a surprise erection during this date. I walked over to the nearby old timey diner we had agreed to meet at. It was a shiny metal and neon building, with a definite 60's theme. Waiters' ascots and waitresses in poodle skirts darted around on roller skates, delivering food and milkshakes to their guests. It seemed like a pretty popular place, and there were more than a few couples already inside. I didn't see Vicki inside, so I waited out front for her. She soon showed up, and greeted me with a quick kiss on the cheek as she led me inside, her smile radiant. I wanted to stop and rub the warm spot where she kissed me, but I didn't have time. Vicki was dressed in a black gothic dress, short flared skirt over black nylons and what appeared to be ruby slippers, topped by a ruffled vest with a lacy cravat that still managed to show off her ample cleavage. Her arms were covered in long black gloves with intricate mesh lace sections. She wore black lips that matched her shiny black nails that weren't visible other than the thumb cutout of the gloves, and exotic sand and green eye makeup. Her eyes beamed as I looked her up and down. They sparkled to match the multiple lip rings and ear piercings. Her smile also made her cheek dimple piercings dance. I took her hands in mine, and looked deep into her eyes and said "You look wonderful tonight, like a vision!" She blushed a little at that, through her foundation, and again as I kissed her hands. After a brief pause to order some food, we settled in to our date. We seemed to have an instant connection. I found hearing her talk in her sultry voice fascinating as we exchanged first date type information and learned about each other more. It seems like she had been into piercings since junior high, first as a rebellious phase, later because she found she really enjoyed the aesthetic. I told her a bit about my adventures from college so far. We talked about all sorts of topics, and the conversation never seemed to hit a lull. Our food was great, and we shared a milkshake. It is a very sensual experience to have two straws in the same fluted glass as you both drink from it at the same time, one that I deeply enjoyed. Vicki winked at me as she played with the straw with her tongue, her tongue stud glistening between her lips. Finally, decided to pay our checks and go for a walk in a nearby park. We held hands as we walked around the open gravel paths, enjoying the afternoon sun. We talked more, and finally found a park bench with a nice view to sit down and admire. She put her arm around me and rested her head on my shoulder. I was enjoying the sensation quite a bit, but I decided that I needed to be fully open and honest with her if there was hope for this to go any further. I turned to her, and kissed her hand once more, before I started to say my piece "Vicki, this has been the most wonderful time. I really enjoy hanging out with you and being with you, and I hope we can do this again, but there is something about me that you should know first." I paused, trying to think of the right words, when she surprised me. "Is this about you being a guy? Don't worry, I already know about that." She said innocently, as if that huge bombshell wasn't any big deal. " I sat bolt upright and turned to look at her. "You knew already?" I asked, incredulous. "But how???" I wondered aloud. Vicki laughed at my confusion. "I was in the shop the first day you came to work, silly. I just had long black hair and almost no piercings in my face that day, so you probably didn't recognize me. I actually almost asked you out that first day, you just looked so cute trying to figure out their mess of a system. I'm, ah, I'm a bit bisexual, so when I recognized you in your latest transformation, that gave me a real thrill when I saw you, so I just had to ask you out. I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I didn't know if you were ready to know that I knew your secret." Vicki finished with a shrug. Then she looked up at me, pulled me close with a hand around the back of my head, and drew me in for a proper kiss. There was a bit of tongue exchanged, slow and gentle at first, then more as we deepened our passion a little. I melted into the kiss and basked in the feelings. A lipstick-on-lipstick kiss is a very different feeling, and I was intrigued by her lip rings. After a time, we pulled apart, and leaned back against one another. We were pretty close in height, Vicki might have been slightly taller than me, so our heads were even with another as we lay there watching the clouds roll over the park landscape. We sat in wordless silence for a while, just enjoying each other's company. I held her lovely hand in my own, resting on her thigh. Every once in a while, we looked at each other and just grinned. I felt excited, thrilled by her close proximity, the smell of her sandalwood shampoo intoxicating in my nose. But it was a first date, and soon enough it started to get cold, so we decided to say our goodnights for the evening. I took the initiative as we stood up, and leaned in to kiss her again on the lips. As our tongues met once more, I felt her lift my hand up to her chest. I could feel her heartbeat and her nipple through the sheer fabric of her top. I sighed a happy sigh as she moaned softly. She whispered into my ear "I have to go soon, but let's definitely continue this next time. You excite me in ways I've never felt before, and I want to see where this goes!" She finished with a seductive flick of her tongue on my earlobe. My penis probably dented my chastity at that point. I kissed her deeply, and said happily" It's a date!" I walked her back to her car, an she drove off into the evening. I walked back to my own apartment, and practically tore my clothes off as I unlocked the chastity. I was leaking enough precum to flood my panties. I grabbed the dildo, dragged it through the oozing precum, and shoved it up into my willing ass as I lay back on the bed. My visions as I masturbated now had a face, and the feel of her breast in my hand was seared into my mind as I quickly brought myself to orgasm. A long ropy jet of hot cum shot out, hitting myself in the forehead and dripping down my face. I wasn't done with just one, as a few seconds later I felt a second, equally strong eruption. This time it landed on my neck. I left the dildo hilt deep in my ass as I lapped up my seed. I was so turned on after one date, I wasn't sure I would survive us going on another! That night I slept deeply and happily, more rested than I have been in months I was practically skipping everywhere with happiness as the rest of the weekend went by, and I was in a great mood when work started on Monday. Kelly teased that I was practically glowing when I arrived. No one said anything about me still being in female attire. Vicki and I talked nightly as we planned our next date, a trip to the local zoo. I experimented with new and more exotic makeup looks, and I had Eve pierce a labaret stud below my lips. I also had her run a taper through my lower lobe piercings on both sides, and soon I had a pair of small blue disks, one slightly bigger than the other, just under the size of a penny on each side of my head. I was considering other modifications, but I wanted to talk them over with my new theoretical girlfriend and get her opinion before I did anything major. I was certainly planning a few things that would be difficult to undo if I decided to go back to being a normal unmodded guy though. That possibility seemed more distant and remote as each day went by. I did need to figure out a longer-term career path though to support myself someday. I had a couple ideas along those lines though, but that was a thought for the future. Finally, the day of our second date arrived. I had been wearing my chastity constantly after that first night after the first date, so I was plenty turned on in case things took a sexy turn. I had my keys with me just in case. This time I was wearing an actual honest to goodness dress. I had stopped by the local thrift shop to pick through some of their offerings. I figured there was no point buying a bunch of new clothes until I knew what my style actually was. Today I was rocking a light blue and black polka dot sundress, with a silver wide belt with black buckles. I was also trying out a pair of thigh high boots in black leather that I had come across that seemed to fit. They had a bit more of a heel than I was really used to, but I had been practicing for the last few days, and it wasn't that big of a zoo. A pair of very feminine mirrored black rimmed sunglasses completed my look. Vicki squealed and clapped when she saw me. She was looking radiant as well, her emerald hair up in two pigtails on either side of her head, showing off all of her piercings for all the world. I could see she had a tiny tattoo on the back of her neck that I had never noticed before either. She wore shiny black leather pants with wide bellbottom flares, and combat boots on her feet. her top was a ripped denim jacket, with a rock band t-shirt I had never heard of before underneath. The shirt left nothing to the imagination about the size of her pert, magnificent breasts. I couldn't help but staring a bit. She smiled and leered at me as well, before pulling me in for a deep kiss right there in the parking lot. We almost didn't make it into the zoo. But make it inside we did, and we had a wonderful time. We had elephant ears, and saw all the many cute and magnificent animals. We walked and talked and drank in each others company. I found out that she worked in a veterinarian office, and she was a real animal lover. Her workplace was very modification friendly, and she was studying to eventually get her doctorate of veterinary medicine. I told her some of my ideas for plans for the future of my own employment, and how I was thinking of creating a mod friendly public media company, all services offered, web pages, photography, events, planning, the works. She thought it sounded like an intriguing idea that might work. Talk inevitably turned to my personal future plans as well. We found a nice grassy area overlooking some of the savannah exhibits, and Vicki asked me "So, I hope I'm not too forward or rude in asking this, but where do you see yourself in the near future. Are you gender fluid, and plan to switch back and forth? are you planning on going back to being a guy someday? or are you planning to go further with your transformation? Because I really like you, and I really like you as Chloe. I'm not sure how I would feel if you just wanted to be Paul... I know that's probably early to ask things like that, but, well, I've had my heart broken before." she finished, looking away and at the ground, her face coloring a bit. I grabbed her hand and squeezed it gently, as I thought for a minute before I answered her. "I..., I'm not sure to be honest. I don't dislike being Paul. I don't feel like I have to not be him, you know? But I kind of think I like Chloe better." I smiled a shy smile, as I looked over at her. "To be honest, I've been considering some more permanent steps towards becoming Chloe. Steps that I probably wouldn't want to go through with unless I were to consult my... Girlfriend?" I finished with a grin, my eyes sparkling. Vicki engulfed me in a hug and gave me a huge kiss on the cheek, and said "Of course I'm your girlfriend, you goof!" We explored the rest of the zoo, then made our way back to Kelly's car after a brief detour through the gift center to acquire a stuffed wombat for Vicki. She drove a ragtop jeep, yellow and well used, the paint a little faded outside, but clean and well maintained inside. It had a bench seat in front, and after making sure my own car would still be accessible if the zoo closed while we were elsewhere, we headed off for a drive to find a secluded spot. A short while later, we found a nice shady place to park, and began to make out. I felt her hands on my fake breasts, as she roved lower, reaching the hem of my skirt and lifting it up. Her eyebrows rose as she encountered the chastity. I shrugged and grinned, and said "I do have the keys back in my car..." With that I took over, starting to kiss her all over. She lifted her shirt, and I began to free her from her bra. With all the practice I had with my own, i was getting really good at the one handed unhook. I was not prepared for the perky pierced nipples that poked out from under the bra when I pulled it away though. "Wow!" was all I could say. I leaned in and began to lick them with my pierced tongue, lavishing attention on first the left, then the right. Vicki moaned with pleasure as I took the nipples into my mouth and began lightly sucking on them. She arched her back with a hissed "Yesss!" as I exercised my tongue. I asked her if she would like it if I gave her a blowjob? she grinned, and pulled down her leather pants, exposing a very sexy set of red lacy panties that were very much so damp. I pulled her panties down, exposing her shaved moist treasure. And treasure it was. Her labia were ringed eight times on either side in gold rings, with a tiny dangling jewel hung from her clitoris hood like a punching bag. I smiled, and inhaled the unmistakable scent of pussy, as I got to work with my tongue. I started slowly, licking the inside of her labia, pausing to tease each and every ring as Vicki ran her long fingers through my blue hair. I started with slow, long strokes, then slowly increased my speed and the depth of my tongue, deliberately teasing around but ignoring her clitoris. As she began to squirm and move her hips involuntarily, I made my way up to her tiny love bud finally, flicking my tongue stud against her clit in a slow, steady pace, increasing pressure and speed at her direction. Precum oozed from her labia walls in torrents, the taste was both salty and sweet. I kept this up until she cried "that! do that!" I kept up speed and pressure, gripping her lovely ass with my hands as I went about my work. Soon, her back arched and her hips thrust forward as she moaned in ecstasy. I kept up my tongue assault and was able to drive her to another, and then more and more orgasms. I counted 4 when she finally collapsed in a heap and begged for mercy. In the afterglow, I whispered sweet nothings to her as she idly played with my chastity. She asked about it, and I told her the story of how I came to look like this, and the favor for Razor before we met, etc. Vicki raised her shapely eyebrows, and said "But what about sex? don't you miss it?" She looked puzzled. I shivered a bit. "I, uh, I dunno, it just feels good sometimes, knowing that I can't get off even if I want to. And when I finally do get off, it seems to be much more intense. It's the paradox of pleasure from denied pleasure I guess. That and it makes my skirt look sexy and hides my otherwise constant erections." I finished with a shrug and a grin. She smiled up at me, and kissed me deeply. We made out for another half hour or so, before I suggested that we retrieve my car and head back to my place. We swiftly arrived back at my apartment, after a suitable amount of oohing and ahhing over the Tesla. I promised to give her a ride whenever she wanted. We made our way upstairs, to my clean apartment with its tiny but adequate for our purposes bed. She paused to coo over Mr. Floppers before making our way over to the bed. From her purse she pulled out a previously hidden pair of silk scarves, and with a raised eyebrow, tied first one, then the other around my arms, and then to the bed posts. With that, she took the keys I had indicated and unlocked me. Her eyes lit up as she slid the metal sheath away, exposing my large cock piercing. She kissed me deeply on the lips, then worked her way down my stomach towards my now rampant penis. For the second time in my short life, I felt female lips wrapped around my shaft. It was definitely a different sensation than the experience with the split tongue, but somehow this was both more intimate and more exciting since i knew it was from MY girlfriend. After a short amount of foreplay from that, she sat up, and placed a condom over my rigid member, then guided me deep inside her pierced pussy. The warm, safe and constricting sensation felt amazing, as I felt the head of my penis drag inside on the piercing as she began to move up and down. I bucked my hips in time to help out, and we soon found our rhythm. Up and down, her amazing pussy clenching and contracting as she moved, short happy gasps from both her and myself as she and I moved as one. We soon started moving faster and faster in unison, until we both announced "I'm cumming!" as one. I shot a huge load deep inside her, as she clenched hard and gushed in her own orgasm. We lay like that, me inside her, pulsing and twitching as one as we lay back in the afterglow. Its about that time that she noticed the dildo in the drawer beside me. She picked it up, looked at me again as I blushed once more. She then pulled the condom from my penis, and upended the contents over the dildo, and moved it purposefully towards my ass. I was about to be fucked by my girlfriend using my own spunk as lubrication! She was caring and gentle as she worked the shaft into my ass. As she worked, I discovered a new turn on as she whispered dirty talk in my ear. "Who's a dirty girl that's about to get fucked with her own cum?" "are you my cock hungry slut?" "I bet you can't wait to feel the real thing in your tight boypussy!" were some of the highlights. I had softened a bit from fucking Vicki, but this soon brought me back to full attention. She kept up a rapid pace, varying long and short thrusts, swirling the shaft around, moving up and down in my virgin anus, as I turned up on my knees and arched my back. I moaned like a wanton whore might in my mind as she worked the dildo over what I now knew was my prostate. This time was a bit different though. With someone else at the helm, it was a new and unfamiliar experience. A short while of this, and I started to feel a new sensation I never had felt before. It felt a bit like a warm glow radiating out from my prostate, and it suddenly intensified as it felt like I was peeing, only this time a thick steady stream of cum sprang from the head. I felt a wave of intense pleasure, different from any male orgasm I had ever felt, but definitely an orgasm nonetheless. Waves after waves of this crashed over me, as I came longer, if not nearly as hard as I ever have before by far. Soon a puddle of cum lay under me. Idly, I dragged my nails through it, securing a large gob as I looked Vicki in the eyes and licked it off of my fingers. She practically came right then and there at the sight! We fucked and sucked and pleasured ourselves all night long. I asked her to stay for breakfast, and she quickly agreed. In between, we talked pillow talk. All sorts of topics, but the topics of future mods came up. I mentioned that I really liked her neck tattoo, she thought I would look cute with my own ink. I mentioned my experience with a split tongue, she thought that would look amazing on me. Maybe some lip rings too. We talked makeup looks, and maybe making my feminine look more permanent. I also talked about my intent to maybe go see a gender therapist and see how that goes. She held my hand and said that she would go with me and be there every step of the way if I wanted. It was one of the best nights of my life, and I cherish the memory even now. I was very sad when she had to leave the next morning, but we promised to increase the frequency of our dates. I practically melted from her goodbye kiss. Work continued apace. I was able to automate more and more of my job, which expanded to include advertising and promotions. Kelly was pleased with how things were going, and was talking about expanding the shop a bit. In the downtime, I asked Razor if he might have time to do some tattoo work on a special client. His eyebrows raised once he heard who the client was, and what I had in mind for myself. Kelly just looked at Eve, and Eve shook her head and handed Kelly a $20 when they heard. Razor had a few hours after work this week to help me out. I paid him shop rates of course, but I soon found myself with a very feminine and prominent blackwork tramp stamp, and a matching black rose motif on the back of my neck. Out front, I had him tattoo black eyeliner and some stylized, gothic eyebrows in place of my natural ones. There was no going back from this. I felt the needle bite into my tender eye tissue, and I felt a sense of both horror and relief as the decision was made, and the die was cast so to speak. I was going to be a girl for the long haul. The healing time from tattoos hadn't really occurred to me, so I was a very sore girl for a while. Vicki was thrilled with my new look. She held my hands when Kelly placed the two lip rings and ran the scalpel down my tongue a week later, as Eve stitched up after. That tongue split soon became her favorite thing, and it wasn't too long until our positions were reversed in the chairs and I was holding her hands and blood ran down her chin from her own split. I soon got a voicemail from the doctor I had put in a referral to about gender issues. I had an appointment for next week. What might the future hold? I kissed Vicki as I pondered that. To be concluded...