1. Chapter 7 Chrissie Recovers


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    shampooed her hair. When we got out and dried off, I put her in a chair in front of the dresser in my bedroom and blow dried her hair. I quickly dried mine afterwards. Then we both put on makeup and I let her choose my wardrobe for the day. As I was going to the brothel after visiting the clinic I put on a suspender belt and natural tan stockings. I matched it with a black lace bra and matching black panties. Mommy picked out two tweed skirts which fell two inches above the knee and a purple silk blouse for me. I undid the top three buttons which gave a view of the beginning of my cleavage and just a wisp of my lacy bra. It was the first time in my life I could show my breasts and I was fascinated to see what I looked like in the full length mirror. Slipping on three inch heels mommy joined me at the mirror. As we looked at ourselves I realised we looked more like s****rs than mother and c***d. We had similar hair styles although mommy's hair had darkened over the years and she had skilfully streaked it blonde whilst mine was softer in hue, offset by platinum streaks. We both had the same facial features with high cheekbones, blue eyes, slightly upturned noses and lush lips. If people saw us there was no question that they would see we were closely related but, given mommy's youthful look, I doubt they would ever suspect she was my mother. We grabbed our handbags and marched out of the house and caught a cab to the clinic. When we entered and I went up to the receptionist ...
    she did a double take when she saw me. Just last week I was in my regular outfit of leggings and yoga tops and feminine flats and now I was here before her with my new tits and dressed like an elegant woman. There was no snigger today, just a quiet acknowledge and a nod of the head to indicate where to sit and wait for the nurse. The nurse also was taken aback when she came out to lead me to an examination room. When she closed the door behind her I could see a little amusement in her eyes and a contrasting malevolent smile on her face. &#034So Helen's favourite patient doesn't have her doctor here today,&#034 she said, lifting a pre-packaged hypodermic needle off the desk and splitting the end to take it out. She held it up to examine the measurement and knitted her brows together as she looked at me with feigned friendliness. &#034I'm supposed to give you your injection this week and Helen always says you want more and more of the hormones in you,&#034 she continued. &#034She says her favourite sissy can't get enough girly juice in her ass each week and begs her for more. She says you are addicted.&#034 &#034Get up and come over here and lift that pretty skirt up and bend over,&#034 she commanded. &#034I just might be more generous to you than Helen is and shoot you so full of it your new tits will grow a size.&#034 I had no real choice so, while a deep blush rose in my cheeks, I did as I was told and hiked my skirt and bent over. She jammed the needle a little too violently ...
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