Dee took a moment before entering Dr Jacobsen's clinic. On the way there she had recalled all the times she used to dress up as a teenager in her sister's clothes and even put on make up. It was around the time she discovered masturbation. Her favorite thing was to put on her sister's silk stockings and underwear and then climb on the bed on her hands and knees and use her sister's magic wand vibrator to make her climax. She never did learn to jack off after that.
She knew deep in her heart that she really was meant to be a woman, but still a little voice in her head persisted - a little man-voice squeaking "no wait, don't do it!" - a voice too small to be listened to. Dee grabbed the door handle and entered the clinic.
Quickly she was whisked into a room , changed into a paper gown and Dr Jacobsen's nurse completed weights and measures, blood pressure, temperature checks and had her pee into a small specimen container while the nurse was standing right in front of her watching the stream of urine spout from Dee's average size penis. "Thank you," and with that she took the urine and left.
After a few minutes, Dr Jacobsen entered. She was what some could call a MILF, a mature blonde woman with a full figure and that Scandinavian charm. She had on a white lab coat and glasses on her face, she wiggled her bum when she walked in a hypnotic fashion. "Dee. You are here as part of our sexual re-assignment program. I see Dr Petrova has signed off on you so that waves the usual psychiatric screening. Let's get down to business. Today we will start you on hormone therapy and plan your breast augmentation. For you, I have decided on 34 C. You do not have a large chest so that will work the best. I have far more experience in these matters that you and know that any other choice would be a disappointment."
She gestured to the examination table. "Take of your gown and sit there." Dee walked naked over to the exam bed and sat down. Dr. Jacobsen did a head to toe exam. She speant a considerable time handling Dee's penis, testicles and anus. As she was conducting her rectal exam Dee started to get hard. "That's good," Dr Jacobsen said, " I need to see what happens when it's erect too. We will likely do the bottom surgery later if you like. It's not compulsory but it is recommended."
She finished her exam leaving Dee there with her 5 inch hard on. "It will go down soon," Dee says sheepishly. Dr J then reaches into a cabinet and pulls out a vial of some liquid that she draws into a syringe.
"Turn around." Dee complies. "This is your first hormone injection. You likely will feel a little different after this. In the first few hours the testosterone in your body will surge but then it will start to slowly and steadily fall as the estrogen effects build in your body. You may start feeling emotional at that point. I recommend you go home and masturbate as your sexual urges may be somewhat uncontrollable. It is also advised to stay in your room as the testosterone can make you angry and unpredictable." She went on, "but remember, the testosterone surge last only two to three hours."
With that she left Dee in the room to change back into her work dress after putting on her bra with the breast forms. She headed out to the street with the plan to head straight home.
It was when she got outside that she started to feel it. What the fuck had Sammie done? Who does that bitch think she is? She can't just turn me into a woman? Dee flashed back to that day at Dr Petrova's when she watched Sammie howling. Dee wanted to hear that howl again. She knew it was almost 5 and Sammie would be heading home soon. She took a cab over to Sammie's apartment, managed to get in the building as someone else exited and made it up to her floor where she waited.
You were walking out of the lift with your keys in your hand when all of the sudden you felt someone grab you from behind - one arm around your waist and one against your neck. "Keep moving," the voice said. "Open the fucking door bitch." You fumble for your keys but manage to open the door and are immediately shoved inside. You try and turn around to see who is holding you but you cannot manage to turn your head, the grip is strong like a man's yet the hands are smaller, there is perfume in the air."
"Fran? Is that you? Don't scare me like that." For a second the arm against your waist loosens but the grip on your neck is still strong. "Fran?" It's hard for you to speak with your neck being choked.
A hood is pulled down over your face and you feel ropes binding your arms behind your back. "Move Sammie." Is that Mousey? No. It couldn't be. The sound of scissors cutting of your dress. Oh no, I loved that dress. WHACK! ... and it all goes black.
You wake up and immediately feel the cold table against your naked body. You think it's your kitchen table. You can't move. You are face down draped against the table with your feet on the floor bound to the table legs on one side and your arms bound to the table legs on the other. It must have been quite a sight. But, you cannot see anything as you still have that hood on.
SMACK! You feel a cold sting against your bare bottom. It was definitely a hand. SMACK! "Ouch you asshole, what did I do to you?" you protest.
SMACK!
"What did you do to me?" You have never heard Dee sounding so angry. I know it's Dee. "You made me go through with it! I even had hormones today! WHAT THE FUCK BITCH? You don't get to decide who I am?" SMACK. By now your bottom is sore and getting red.
"Please Dee, don't be cruel. I know I am not perfect but I did it for you."
SMACK! "For me??" Dee yells. "For once, tonight you are going to do something for me. What will it be Sammie? Huh?"
SMACK!
"Ow Dee! Please, hold on... I now I pushed you. Maybe too far, too fast. But I have seen a lot of SAD clients and I really know how to help. I wanted to help." You start sobbing. "Dee, I will do anything to make it up to you."
With all the testosterone boiling in her body Dee is starting to get aroused. Her little cock is swelling and pushing against her panties and her dress. She notices the discomfort and peels off the dress and pulls her erection out of the side of her red satin thong. Too bad that Sammie couldn't see her. Izzy had done an amazing job exfoliating her body. She was hairless with a tight little body - her bra still on with the breast forms, her thigh high stockings and her slightly curved 5 inch erection. "How, Sammie? How can you make it up to me. I am so pissed at you you little cunt!" SMACK!
By now your bottom was feeling right raw and you needed a way out of this.
"Well Dee," You sob again while you say almost in a whisper, "Dee, you can fuck my ass if you want."
"What was that Sammie? I can't here you." SMACK! That one really really hurt.
"Dee! I want you to fuck my ass!"
SMACK! "Sammie, you need to beg or this spanking is not ending."
"Dee, please, please fuck my ass. Sammie has been very naughty. She needs it. So please fuck me and show no mercy." God, I hope Dee buys this.
It must have been the testosterone but Dee was on a cloud feeling like a gladiator. Her cock was probably the most erect it had ever been. Maybe even 6 inches now. Dee spat on her hand lubing her cock and then pressed it against Sammie's tight little hole. "Ooof!" You involuntarily uttered as you feel it go in - a stinging pain mixed with pleasure floods your body. At least no more spanking.
Dee looks down at the tied up Sammie and admires the red marks on her ass. Dee is feeling like a lioness ripping her prey apart. Dee watches her cock go in and out of Sammie's ass, each thrust more and more is going deeper and deeper.
