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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
15
Views:
15,467
Reviews:
4
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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This is a work of fiction about sex between men and boys, aged 6-16. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 9
©2010 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
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Chapter 9
"Girls, I'd like you all to meet Dr. Hamou." The doctor told the girls how lovely they all were.
"Are you really a doctor?"
"Ha ha, yes Sarah. I'm a pediatrician but I specialize in transgender minors. That means, I like working with special girls like you."
"Are you going to examine us?" Jasmine moved to take off her top.
"No, no, leave your clothes on. I'm just going to start you all on your pills."
Now the questions came fast and furious, and in his alluring accent, the doctor patiently answered each one.
"What's in them?"
"They're anti-androgens. They will help your body to stop producing male hormones like testosterone."
"Why?"
"Well, then, you won't have as much body hair to worry about." The kids saw that as a good thing. "And your voice won't get as low, unless it already dropped." This too was a good thing. "And your body will be more feminine, less muscular." Mike's jaw dropped. He had the best throwing arm on his team. Why would his parents want him to be less muscular? All boys try to impress their classmates by flexing their biceps. But girls don't do that. "And you won't get erections as often or as big." Some guys thought, under the circumstances, that was also a good thing. Several had already been embarrassed when their clits had tented their new bathing suits.
"The pills work better with you little girls who haven't gone through any of the changes of puberty. Your voice can stay high, your jaw and hands and feet will be more feminine, you won't grow as tall and your pelvis will get bigger."
"You mean I'll have a nice big ass to fuck?"
"Ha ha, yes, Alicia."
"Will I get boobs?"
"Well, yes, Angelina, even though you're past puberty, your titties will begin to swell up. You're not too old for that change to take effect. But later on, you may want to talk to your parents about breast augmentation.
"How long will it take my body to change?"
"It's very slow. Don't get impatient. You probably won't see any change before you get back home. But in the fall, you will, I promise. Within a couple years, most of the changes we talked about will take place. But you older girls, it may take up to five years before your beards stop growing. I'm sorry." The teenagers were finding shaving twice a day a real pain in the ass.
"Now, Girls, line up, and I'll give you each a pill and a cup of water. Mia, Brianna, Juanita and Angelina, you're old enough to take responsibility for your own health, so I'm going to give you each a month's supply. You be sure to take one every day and remind each other. The rest of you girls, we don't want you to forget, so Mizz Chloe is going to make sure you get your pill every day. When you leave here, I'll give each of you a prescription for more pills. After that, it's up to your own doctor to renew them.
Melissa swallowed her pill and said, "Look, they're working already. I got boobs." Everyone laughed. Then Emily started reciting,
I am a girl and this is my clit.
I am a girl and this is my cunt.
I am a girl and these are my titties.
I am a girl and I don't have hair.
I am a girl and I don't have muscles.
The others started adding more new lines:
I am a girl and I talk real high.
I am a girl and this is my big ass.
I am a girl and these are my dainty hands.
I am a girl and I don't get hardons.
At the mention of hardons, several students couldn't help themselves and sprang wood.
"Doctor, can you stay for dinner?"
"No, I'm sorry, Marcus, I can't stay that long, but I do have a few minutes before I have to get back. I think I'd like to spend some time with Samantha. Eight-year old Joe stopped brushing his My Little Pony's mane. He felt real proud that he'd been singled out. He took the doctor's hand and led him upstairs to his bed.
"You have a very nice room here, Samantha. Is that your dolly?"
Joe picked the stuffed doll up off his bed and hugged it. "I named her Vicky. See her dress? And Mizz Chloe said I can get new dresses for her. Isn't she pretty?"
"Not as pretty as you, Samantha!" Joe blushed. "And I bet you're just as pretty underneath that dress. Will you take it off for me?"
"I thought you said you wasn't going to examine us."
"No, we're not going to play doctor this time. We're going to play lovers. See, I'm taking my clothes off also." Soon, they were lying naked on Samantha's bed, all three of them, Hamou, Samantha, and Vicky. "Samantha, you have very pretty titties."
"Vicky, you have very pretty titties." The doctor was amused by the child's echoing. He recognized it as a coping mechanism called transference. This was all still very new to Joe and his dolly provided a means of assimilating it. Hamou kissed his nipples and Joe did the same to Vicky.
"Samantha, you have a very pretty little clit." The doctor bent down and licked it.
"Vicky, you have a very pretty little clit." Of course this wasn't an anatomically correct doll so Vicky's clit was invisible. But Joe could see it anyway and kissed it.
The doctor lifted Joe's legs and spread them. "Samantha, you have a very pretty cunt." He rimmed it.
"Vicky, you have a very pretty cunt." Joe licked his dolly's rear end.
Hamou lay on his back and lifted Joe on top of him. Joe clenched Vicky. When the doctor lubed the boy's ass, Joe took some on his fingers and slathered up Vicky's crotch. When the doctor poked his cock against Joe's anus, Joe put Vicky straddling his boydick, which was now erect, despite the pill. He whispered to Vicky all the things Hamou said to him.
"Now just relax, Vicky. It's going to feel tight, but it won't really hurt. I'm going to do it slow and gentle. Now push." Joe felt the man's cockhead enter. "Ahh, Vicky, that makes me feel good. You feel good also, right, Girl?" Vicky nodded. Joe felt more of the good doctor inside him. It felt like it was a foot long, even though the doctor had pushed in a little over an inch. Joe realized his hardon had deflated. He thought the pill must be working. But in reality, it was his brain working, convincing him he really was a girl, that his sexual stimulation would center on his ass hole now instead of his boydick. "Get ready, Vicky, I'm about to spurt." When Hamou cummed inside Samantha's cunt, she got so excited she peed on Vicky.
The child continued to repeat the doctor's words. "You're a very good girl, Vicky. You see that didn't really hurt, did it? In fact, it felt good, didn't it." Vicky nodded enthusiastically.
"Samantha, listen to me." Hamou was already standing, putting his boxers back on. "I'm going to go now. But I know other men will be using your cunt, Girl. You're going to have lots of fun." His pants and shirt were on, and he sat down on the bed to put on his socks and shoes. "I'm happy that you let me be the first. I feel very special." He stood up and Samantha looked at him. She was lying there naked holding Vicky, her comforter. "Before you get dressed, you can take a shower, Samantha, and use that nice smelling soap, and you'll feel all nice and clean. And then you ask Mizz Chloe to help you get Vicky cleaned up. She can put her in the laundry and she'll be good as new. Goodbye, Samantha."
"Goodbye, Dr. Hamou. Thank you for everything." Then Samantha, who was no longer Joe, raised her voice an octave and spoke for Vicky, "Goodbye, Dr. Hamou. Thank you for everything."
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As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Chapter 9
"Girls, I'd like you all to meet Dr. Hamou." The doctor told the girls how lovely they all were.
"Are you really a doctor?"
"Ha ha, yes Sarah. I'm a pediatrician but I specialize in transgender minors. That means, I like working with special girls like you."
"Are you going to examine us?" Jasmine moved to take off her top.
"No, no, leave your clothes on. I'm just going to start you all on your pills."
Now the questions came fast and furious, and in his alluring accent, the doctor patiently answered each one.
"What's in them?"
"They're anti-androgens. They will help your body to stop producing male hormones like testosterone."
"Why?"
"Well, then, you won't have as much body hair to worry about." The kids saw that as a good thing. "And your voice won't get as low, unless it already dropped." This too was a good thing. "And your body will be more feminine, less muscular." Mike's jaw dropped. He had the best throwing arm on his team. Why would his parents want him to be less muscular? All boys try to impress their classmates by flexing their biceps. But girls don't do that. "And you won't get erections as often or as big." Some guys thought, under the circumstances, that was also a good thing. Several had already been embarrassed when their clits had tented their new bathing suits.
"The pills work better with you little girls who haven't gone through any of the changes of puberty. Your voice can stay high, your jaw and hands and feet will be more feminine, you won't grow as tall and your pelvis will get bigger."
"You mean I'll have a nice big ass to fuck?"
"Ha ha, yes, Alicia."
"Will I get boobs?"
"Well, yes, Angelina, even though you're past puberty, your titties will begin to swell up. You're not too old for that change to take effect. But later on, you may want to talk to your parents about breast augmentation.
"How long will it take my body to change?"
"It's very slow. Don't get impatient. You probably won't see any change before you get back home. But in the fall, you will, I promise. Within a couple years, most of the changes we talked about will take place. But you older girls, it may take up to five years before your beards stop growing. I'm sorry." The teenagers were finding shaving twice a day a real pain in the ass.
"Now, Girls, line up, and I'll give you each a pill and a cup of water. Mia, Brianna, Juanita and Angelina, you're old enough to take responsibility for your own health, so I'm going to give you each a month's supply. You be sure to take one every day and remind each other. The rest of you girls, we don't want you to forget, so Mizz Chloe is going to make sure you get your pill every day. When you leave here, I'll give each of you a prescription for more pills. After that, it's up to your own doctor to renew them.
Melissa swallowed her pill and said, "Look, they're working already. I got boobs." Everyone laughed. Then Emily started reciting,
I am a girl and this is my clit.
I am a girl and this is my cunt.
I am a girl and these are my titties.
I am a girl and I don't have hair.
I am a girl and I don't have muscles.
The others started adding more new lines:
I am a girl and I talk real high.
I am a girl and this is my big ass.
I am a girl and these are my dainty hands.
I am a girl and I don't get hardons.
At the mention of hardons, several students couldn't help themselves and sprang wood.
"Doctor, can you stay for dinner?"
"No, I'm sorry, Marcus, I can't stay that long, but I do have a few minutes before I have to get back. I think I'd like to spend some time with Samantha. Eight-year old Joe stopped brushing his My Little Pony's mane. He felt real proud that he'd been singled out. He took the doctor's hand and led him upstairs to his bed.
"You have a very nice room here, Samantha. Is that your dolly?"
Joe picked the stuffed doll up off his bed and hugged it. "I named her Vicky. See her dress? And Mizz Chloe said I can get new dresses for her. Isn't she pretty?"
"Not as pretty as you, Samantha!" Joe blushed. "And I bet you're just as pretty underneath that dress. Will you take it off for me?"
"I thought you said you wasn't going to examine us."
"No, we're not going to play doctor this time. We're going to play lovers. See, I'm taking my clothes off also." Soon, they were lying naked on Samantha's bed, all three of them, Hamou, Samantha, and Vicky. "Samantha, you have very pretty titties."
"Vicky, you have very pretty titties." The doctor was amused by the child's echoing. He recognized it as a coping mechanism called transference. This was all still very new to Joe and his dolly provided a means of assimilating it. Hamou kissed his nipples and Joe did the same to Vicky.
"Samantha, you have a very pretty little clit." The doctor bent down and licked it.
"Vicky, you have a very pretty little clit." Of course this wasn't an anatomically correct doll so Vicky's clit was invisible. But Joe could see it anyway and kissed it.
The doctor lifted Joe's legs and spread them. "Samantha, you have a very pretty cunt." He rimmed it.
"Vicky, you have a very pretty cunt." Joe licked his dolly's rear end.
Hamou lay on his back and lifted Joe on top of him. Joe clenched Vicky. When the doctor lubed the boy's ass, Joe took some on his fingers and slathered up Vicky's crotch. When the doctor poked his cock against Joe's anus, Joe put Vicky straddling his boydick, which was now erect, despite the pill. He whispered to Vicky all the things Hamou said to him.
"Now just relax, Vicky. It's going to feel tight, but it won't really hurt. I'm going to do it slow and gentle. Now push." Joe felt the man's cockhead enter. "Ahh, Vicky, that makes me feel good. You feel good also, right, Girl?" Vicky nodded. Joe felt more of the good doctor inside him. It felt like it was a foot long, even though the doctor had pushed in a little over an inch. Joe realized his hardon had deflated. He thought the pill must be working. But in reality, it was his brain working, convincing him he really was a girl, that his sexual stimulation would center on his ass hole now instead of his boydick. "Get ready, Vicky, I'm about to spurt." When Hamou cummed inside Samantha's cunt, she got so excited she peed on Vicky.
The child continued to repeat the doctor's words. "You're a very good girl, Vicky. You see that didn't really hurt, did it? In fact, it felt good, didn't it." Vicky nodded enthusiastically.
"Samantha, listen to me." Hamou was already standing, putting his boxers back on. "I'm going to go now. But I know other men will be using your cunt, Girl. You're going to have lots of fun." His pants and shirt were on, and he sat down on the bed to put on his socks and shoes. "I'm happy that you let me be the first. I feel very special." He stood up and Samantha looked at him. She was lying there naked holding Vicky, her comforter. "Before you get dressed, you can take a shower, Samantha, and use that nice smelling soap, and you'll feel all nice and clean. And then you ask Mizz Chloe to help you get Vicky cleaned up. She can put her in the laundry and she'll be good as new. Goodbye, Samantha."
"Goodbye, Dr. Hamou. Thank you for everything." Then Samantha, who was no longer Joe, raised her voice an octave and spoke for Vicky, "Goodbye, Dr. Hamou. Thank you for everything."
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herb_Cat@mailcity.com. Thank you.