1. Chapter 9 Chrissie gets her fix


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

    that was sweeping through my body now made my entire body heat up like a furnace and made the room do a brief spin. I steadied myself by putting my hand on the wall and gave myself over to the rush of hormones that engulfed me. It took me minutes to recover and left me spent but desiring even more. Helen had cultivated this addiction in me over the last three years. She held the ultimate power over me. Three or four days after my weekly shot I went into withdrawal, craving the rushes that the girl juice brought. I felt flat on the fifth day after my treatment and longed for the Friday morning shot she would give me at the clinic. The vindictive nurse, whose name I couldn't recollect, gave me a shot that tested my limits whilst Helen was on holiday last Friday. She did it out of spite. Perhaps she envies Helen and was trying to hurt the creature that she had created. Her motives meant nothing to me although her vitriolic scorn brought shame to me. I am sure that Helen is deeply resented at the clinic where she works. She is a beautiful woman, tall and statuesque, but has little regard for those she doesn't consider her equal. She speaks of her co-workers with contempt and I am sure the imperious manner she has rubs against their own self-regard. When I recovered from the hot flash I did something I will probably regret in the not too distant future. Mommy and Helen were having coffee in the bedroom and I had a few minutes before I was summoned to do my next chore. I hurried ...
    to the kitchen where there was a staff list for the clinic posted on the wall and conveniently there were pictures of the doctors and nurses and their emergency contact numbers listed. I studied the list and saw the picture of the nurse who had belittled me last Friday. Her name was Tracie and I jotted down her mobile number and went back to my little room and used my mobile phone to call her. The number rang three times before she picked up. &#034Who is this?&#034 Tracie asked with an irritation barely concealed in her voice. &#034This better be important. I am going to be late for work.&#034 &#034This is Chrissie, Helen's patient,&#034 I replied meekly, keeping my voice to a whisper. &#034I'm sorry to bother you.&#034 &#034What do you want with me?&#034 she asked, with contempt. &#034Did I give you too much sissy juice last Friday or did your tiny dick finally fall off?&#034 &#034No,&#034 I replied. &#034I want another shot like you gave me the other day. I am coming down from it and tomorrow morning I'll be a wreck and I need it for what I am doing now. I'll pay you for it but it has to be secret. If Helen knew I was talking to you she would kill me.&#034 &#034You want me to pump some more girl juice into you and you don't want that bitch to know about it?&#034 Tracie asked with a voice laced with scorn. &#034If you tell me why you need it so badly, I might consider it.&#034 &#034I can't tell you now,&#034 I replied in a low voice, increasingly worried that Helen might need ...
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