1. Finally


    Date: 10/5/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    was easy to imagine that with the right clothes the changes would not be obvious if I wanted a male appearance. I felt excited but a little anxious, but I agreed to his suggestions. He seemed really pleased that I liked his suggestions, and then told me that the finances could be worked out on payment schedule to meet my needs. Also, he said the price would include a week stay at his clinic where I would get assistance from the nurses for the roughest part of my recovery. Then I was welcome to stay at his recovery ranch, a group of 12 cabins along a river just outside of town. There I could finish my recovery of five weeks and adjust to my new appearance. He said in his business that most of his clients needed some adjustment period. The cost would be minimal; he joked it was luxury class accommodations at a Motel 6 price. When he asked me if I was sure this is what I wanted, I didn't hesitate. I was finally ready to be me. The next few weeks flew by. I made one more visit to his clinic where I had my initial laser hair treatment and the chemical peel. The peel looked just like bad sunburn and it was pretty much healed by the time I came back for the real surgeries another two weeks later. I had brought everything they suggested, although I was a little mystified by some of the items on the list. I understood the private toiletries, even the panties and cosmetics for afterwards. But they also listed stockings, the kind you used with garters, in various colors and several ...
    pairs of heels. Checking into his clinic, it felt like Christmas Eve. I was so excited I couldn't sl**p. When the nurses came to prep me I felt an exhilarating mix of anxiety and excitement. It lasted until the anesthetic put me under. I vaguely remember waking up after the surgery. The nurses kept asking me questions and got me upright in bed. Once I had recovered fully from the anesthetic, I was wheeled back to my private room to recover. The first few days were nothing more than extended periods of rest, heavy doses of pain killers and nurses checking my vitals and changing out IV bags. Dr. Morris had used a catheter on me and because my lips had been enlarged they kept the nutrition flowing just through IVs, limiting me to ice and water. I had four small drains where fluids from my waist and new breasts were collected. I couldn't really see what how I looked as there were no mirrors in the room and my bandages were quite thick. The nurses did make me walk a little each day, although the very slow shuffling I managed barely qualified as walking. Dr. Morris came by each day to examine his work and seemed pleased how things were going. Even the nurses commented on how well everything looked. After four days, I had recovered enough to switch to real food and the nurses said I could take a bath after Dr. Morris removed my bandages. The first bandages the doctor removed were on my face. He removed the packing from nose, unwound the wrap around my eyes, and peeled the tape off the ...
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