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Part 8…

The draining, hormones, and lotion continued. After about another week, a new problem came up. I’ve always had to push my dick out some when I pee to keep from making a mess. So I didn’t notice at first that it was getting harder each day to push out. Until the day I did my usual push as the head still wasn’t out enough to aim anywhere.
Given my current state, sitting to pee hardly seemed like the masculinity hill to die on. Without much thought, I began to pee sitting down.

At first, I was sitting, but still pushing my dick head back out to aim it down. The problem was that there still wasn’t enough to point it down enough to not pee under the seat. I had to roll my hips to get in the right position. I quickly realized I did not need to push it out and reposition my hips. So I quickly adopted just rolling my hips and sitting.

I gave all this context to explain just what my beautiful wife walked in on. As I was pulling down my green (because that’s a boy color) lacy thong, she came barging in.

“Hey, sorry I can’t find my black heels. Did you borrow them?” She asked

“Yeah, right. Sounds like me.” What was she doing in here?

She walked into the closet and was walking back out with her heels when I was done.

“Were you sitting to pee?”

Busted. No reason for it to be a big deal.

“Yeah”

“That’s a new development. Why?”

“I uh…I’ve been having trouble standing up lately.”

“What do you mean? Do I need to make a follow-up appointment?”

“No, it’s just since we started drainings and the cream I’m higher and tighter than before…So I”

She started to giggle and said, “So it doesn’t poke out enough to pee standing up?”

I hung my head in shame.

“Sweetie, we expected everything to draw up between all the treatments, but why were you sitting so um, femininely?”

“I have to so it doesn’t spray under the seat.”

“Are you making sure to wipe your clitty after?”

“No, why would I need to do that?” Why didn’t I correct the clitty comment?

“Honey, since it’s currently so little, you have to sit like a girl to pee. Girls also need to wipe for hygiene. Not to mention you’re getting little dribbles in your
nice new panties if you don’t. You’ll need to start wearing a pad again if you aren’t going to wipe properly, Missy.”

I was at a loss for words and rather aroused by the way she was talking to me.

*****

Wife’s Perspective…

Of course, I knew my girlie hubby was sitting down to pee. He didn’t magically go from dribbles on the floor to none unless he had grown a dick to aim or was sitting. I
had been trying to find a way to walk in on him naturally so that I could see for myself. But I’m not sure I expected what I saw. I knew he’d be sitting, but I expected
bunched-up panties inside a pair of gym shorts in a pile on the floor. I expected he’d be pushing his clitty down. Instead, his green lacy panties were mid-thigh. A pair
of leggings is not much further down. And him sitting with his hips rolled forward just like a girl would be sitting. I couldn’t see his clitty at all, and his breasts were
hiding from no one. He looked like a woman. I guess that’s what drove the wiping comment. But then I got another surprise. Instead of just wiping, he seemed to be fingering himself.

“Sweetie, do you need another draining already?” I asked

“No, why?” He snapped back. Won’t tolerate that

“Watch the attitude, Missy. I was offering to help get you off since so seem to be fingering yourself.”

“You told me I had to wipe,” he said on the verge of tears.

“Hey, I’m sorry. I’m trying to help. You’re absolutely right, you need to wipe as long as you’re having to sit to pee. I forget this is new for you sometimes. Let me help
you.”

I grabbed some tissue and showed him the correct way to wipe. I could tell he was mortified, so I tried to compliment him to cheer him up.

“I love these leggings on you,” I said as I pulled his panties and leggings back up. I wanted to continue to assure him of my love and attraction to him, so I gave his
little clitty, a kiss, and added

“I love how kissable your little clitty is right now. I may not want that to go back!”

*****

Husbands Perspective…

“You gonna wear the leggings to your appointment today?” She asked as she headed into our bedroom

“Yeah. They seemed like an easy option to get on and off.”

“You could go dress? Then you wouldn’t even have to undress.”

“Yeah, no thanks.”

“Hey, she will need a sample today. Do you want to do that there again, or would you rather get a sample before we go? I know last time was rather embarrassing for you.”

I definitely did not want to give a sample there for another nurse to walk in on. These are my wife’s co-workers after all. I also was hoping for some action instead of
being drained

“Definitely here before we go. Think we could mess around and I’ll tell you when I’m close?”

“For sure. We will probably still need to drain you after, so there’s enough of a sample though.”

Ouch. I knew she was right, but come on.
I started to kiss her before she climbed onto the bed. I went to take her pants off when she stopped me.

“What’s wrong? I wanted to do something for you first?”

“Oh sweetie, I love that you always make sure I cum first now, but I’m afraid if you go down on me you’ll leak in your panties again.”

“That only happened a couple of times,” I said, mortified.

“No, don’t be ashamed of it. It’s such a compliment that you get wet just from going down on me. And it’s very efficient when you cum from making me cum. I love it. But
we need a sample. Slip off those leggings and cute panties, and I’ll give you a hand, well, finger, job, “she said with an emasculating giggle.

Emasculating or not, I wanted the physical contact. I stripped, and she had me sit in front of her.

“Here, hold the cup while I rub you.”

She started by cupping my whole package and brushing her hand up and down it before switching to just a finger in a circular motion. That was when she started toying with my nipples too, and I moaned like a girl by accident. Damn voice change.

“Got a surprise for you,” she whispered as she kissed my neck.

Then I felt it. She’s slipped a finger inside where my dick should poke out before, but this was not her finger. It was her clit vibe. And it felt incredible.

“Do you like that, Stacie girl?”

“Mmmmhmmm. Please don’t stop.”

“Are you close?”

“Mmmmhmm”

She took it out and pushed it against my taint. My orgasm hit me hard, and my watery cum ran down my skin into the cup. It felt like I’d cum a ton when she spoke up.

“Hop up on all fours. We’re gonna need to drain to get enough.”

“I came so hard there’s no way”

Then I saw it. I’d barely dripped enough in to cover the bottom, let alone fill it.

“Don’t be upset. But we do need to get it done so we can go. Here, put the cup over your clitty so we don’t lose any more running down your skin.”

She was right. She inserted her ex’s clone, and I quickly finished filling the cup.

“See, much better. And now you don’t have to worry about leaking, pads, or tucking at the appointment.”

She was right. Nothing to tuck, and the only impression in my panties resembled a feminine mound way more than a man’s genitals.

*****

Wife’s Perspective…

We arrived at the appointment without any drama with the sample in tow. We went in through the labs to drop the sample, then headed straight back to the exam room.

Stacey had big plans to be in the exam gown when the doctor got there, but she was waiting for us in the room with a young med student as well.

“Hey, Casey and Stacey. Hope you don’t mind, I wanted my med student to join, given this is such a unique case.” She opened with

I chimed in before Stacey could panic. “Of course! Glad to have you, Sarah. Stacey, go ahead and slip on the gown while we chat a bit.”

Doctor chimed in, “I love appointments with Casey here. I barely have to talk.”

“Love those leggings, girl,” Sarah said to Stacey.

“Uh, thanks,” was his only reply.

“Stace, what are you waiting for?”

“Are they not going to step out?”

“That’s silly, given you’re about to get in stirrups for the check-up. Just make sure to take your top off before you put on
the gown.”

“Actually, while they’re out, let me get the breast exam done. This looks like they are filling in well. Nice and symmetrical. Are the nipples getting more sensitive?”

“Oh yeah. Stace loves it when I play with them now. Pretty sure he can orgasm from just that now.”

The use of he was intentional. I wanted to see how much Sarah knew coming in. By the weird look on her face, I’d say she didn’t know Stacey was male.

“Not exactly what I was referring to, Casey, but good to know. You two are wild. Alright, you can drop the leggings and put your feet up for the exam. No issues with the
breasts. I mean other than the obvious.”

Stacey tried to conceal his panties when he took off his leggings quickly, wadding them up. He got his feet situated, but kept his gown as pulled down as possible. The doctor caught on, though.

“We will need to pull this up more than usual so Sarah can observe.” She stated as she moved the gown herself. Stacey was frozen in fear or embarrassment. Sarah’s eyes went wide, and the doctor continued.

“Oh, good, I see you’ve used the cream to protect the skin.”

I was glad she remembered to bring that up.

“Yeah, Stacey even had the great idea to use it all over down there to protect it,” I chimed in. I was rather enjoying that Stacey had barely gotten a word in.

“Oh, very good. That was my next question. I noticed everything was compact. Sarah, you’re gonna want to come closer. Stacey here has gynecomastia. It was left untreated
for months due to insecurity. As you can tell, Stacey has male genitalia. But as you can see, it’s much smaller than a man’s. As a result, Stacey felt too insecure to
bring up the breast growth. Since this was untreated for so long, we could not simply reverse the hormone imbalance as it would have shocked the system. Instead, we are supplementing the growth with anti-androgen and testosterone blockers as well as some progesterone. This will continue until the changes normalize. Since the breasts have grown since the last appointment and secondary side effects have also continued, this will not be the appointment to start the reverse process.”

Now Sarah chimed in, “What secondary effects are we monitoring?”

“Great question. Higher voice. Observationally thinner body hair. Suppose anything has increased since our last appointment. Size and presentation of genitalia. While Stacey has always been smaller, his testicles are now drawn up inside, and the surrounding skin is tighter, indicating they have not tried to drop back down often since our last visit. Additionally, the penis was small to begin with. Less than an inch soft at baseline. But now only the skin is external as the glands have retreated inward. Thankfully, they’ve been applying lotion to protect this skin.”

Sarah commented, “I knew testicles could pull back up, but honestly didn’t know a penis could do that.”

“That’s why I wanted you to sit in today. Typically, when shrinkage occurs, there’s enough shaft that it just draws in. The same has occurred here, but there was so little to begin with that it’s just internal now. Not all that different from a woman’s clitoris. And the last secondary side effect, ejaculate consistency, volume, and potency. The lab sent the results back. Consistency and potency are way below a man’s ejaculate. Volume is low but actually up from last time.”

I chimed in to avoid any confusion. “I probably need to explain.”

“Casey, please don’t, “Stacey chimed in

“No, Casey, please continue. It’s important for records and treatment plans.”

“Absolutely. Sweetie, this is so you can get better. Stacey’s last sample was rather meager as he orgasmed unexpectedly here in the exam room. As a result, we decided to collect a sample at home today. While Stacey had a large orgasm, the ejaculate just kind of trickled down her skin. I didn’t want the potency to be skewed by a poor sample, so he held the cup over the area while I extracted the rest.”

Sarah seemed confused

“When you say extracted, what do you mean?”

“Prostate massage until drained. We’ve been doing those basically since the last appointment due to Stacey leaking in her panties otherwise.”

“Casey, please.”

The doctor chimed in now. “It’s completely normal, given the condition, Stacey. Casey, thank you for the volume explanation. I think we’re about ready to go. You can get dressed. As I stated, we will continue the treatment plan as is since changes have not flatlined.”

As the doctor continued, Stacey was getting dressed. There was no discrete way to slide up both the panties and leggings, so he was forced to put them on one at a time. About the time he had his panties pulled up, Sarah spoke in shock.

“Oh my, there’s really no bulge. I’m sorry that wasn’t a professional observation. I’m sorry.”

“Actually, it is. I hadn’t considered tracking that, but there has definitely been progress since the last appointment. That’s quite the skimpy pair, and there’s nothing to tuck or protrude in them. Alright, final question, and it is personal.”
The commentary had Stacey locked up as he just stood there in his green thong panties. It was adorable.

“Given the state of Stacey’s genitalia, I need to ensure both of you stay sexually active.”

“Not a problem. We both enjoy my favorite dick, I mean toy, these days. It’s a vibrating dildo. Has always been able to give me satisfaction even before Stacey and me, and now he helps drain Stacey.”

“That’s great to hear. Looks like Stacey’s wet just thinking about it.”
Sure enough, there was a damp spot on the front of his thong even after being drained less than 2 hours ago.

*****

Husband’s Perspective…

I could not believe how the appointment went. I barely got to speak, and I felt embarrassed by everyone, yet somehow I couldn’t pinpoint anything anyone said. If anything, they were supportive. Then, to my horror, my body betrayed me at the end when I got turned on listening to our sex life. They all thought it was due to talking about the clone a cock, but it was really thinking about making my wife orgasm.

“I can’t believe you brought up your ex’s clone a cock. You said that was just between us.”

“Sweetie, I was asked to explain our sex life, which is a fair question. And I didn’t say it was Jay’s. Just that we have a favorite toy. Plus, you’re hardly innocent getting wet while listening to the conversation. I don’t even know what was left to leak out, you little tart.”

“It wasn’t the toy, it was thinking of you having an orgasm.”

“Which I’ve always had with Jay. Before you get upset, you have a missed called from your friend, Dane?”

“Um, yeah, I left my phone in here. I didn’t think about these leggings not having pockets.”

“Just let me know next time. You could have borrowed a clutch for your phone and wallet. It’s not safe to not even have an ID on you. Anyway, he texted me when you didn’t answer.”

“Oh yeah, what’s he up to?”

“He’s gonna be in town and wanted to go to the beach with us since it’s spring.”

“Yeah, that’s gonna be a hard no.”

“I already told him yes. Your college roommate Justin will be there too.”

“How’s that gonna work. Hey, guy hadn’t seen you in a while, like my boobs?”

“Well, I went with you were out of town for a work conference, but my college roommate would love to go. We can go with your approach if you’d rather, “she
said while giggling.

“So you’re going without me to the beach with my friends?”

“No, you ditz. You’ll be my college roommate. They never met Amy.”

“I guess I could wear some shorts and a t-shirt.”

“Sure you will. Over your swimsuit. Time to go shopping!”

To Be Continued…?

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