Date: Thu, 6 Oct 2016 22:22:13 +0000 (UTC) From: Parker Boi <parkerboi72@yahoo.com> Subject: The Neighbor, part 2 The Neighbor, Part 2 --- I retreated to my room as Gary showed himself out. I felt like I was floating; not quite sure if it was the shock of everything that had transpired over the past 24hrs or if the reality that I was going to get to live as a woman, to carry a baby inside of me, to be a mother and possibly lover to a real man was creating this euphoria. What I did know was that I was incredibly horny. As I stood in the bathroom, having removed my robe, I stared at myself in the mirror. My wife's nightie hanging delicately from my shoulders, I could see my erection begging for attention. I began to masturbate myself while I stared into my own eyes. Enjoying the movement of the satin across my bottom, the soft moans coming from my lips. It was in no time that I felt my relief approaching. I caught my ejaculate in my left hand and, like I typically do, eagerly brought it to my mouth. I was never particularly fond of the taste, but the naughtiness of it was always too much for me to pass up. I held my tongue out as I continued to look at myself in the mirror and watch my mouth and throat work my reward down into my belly. Satisfied and relieved, I licked the last remaining bits from my lips and splashed water on my face. I stood in my closet for a good 5 minutes wondering "what the hell does someone, a man (currently), wear to the hospital for a procedure like what I was about to undertake?" I settled on a running suit. I wanted so badly to put on panties and bra underneath, but certain I was going to be seen by too many people to count, I decided against it. But as I packed my bag, I couldn't resist - I put in some sweats and other boring comfy man clothes, but I snuck a matching panty and bra set in there on the off-chance I wear them home. --- Gary came back over and let himself in. I was still packing my bag and daydreaming when he came into my bedroom. "All set?" he asked. I was just zipping up my bag and he took it from me "I've got this!" he announced. I had never had someone take something for me like that, it made my stomach jump a little and I felt my whole body relax just the tiniest bit. As we got Gary's car he opened the car door for me. I was feeling playful so I gave him "Why thank you, kind sir!" in my best southern belle accent. He winked at me and nodded. I slid into the passenger seat, Gary put my bag in the trunk and we made out way to the hospital. I could tell he was nervous by how much he talked all the way there. I'm sure he could tell that I as nervous too. I as fighting and at a point he reached over to hold my hand. It was nice. He's hands were much bigger than mine - it felt very much like the hug I got earlier. Pure comfort. --- Once we made it to the hospital and settled into the doctors office, the nurse came in. "I'm just going to give you a mild sedative to calm your nerves. Nothing too strong since we won't want it to be in your system once the procedure is complete. It would be bad for your baby." "?my baby?" those words rolled around in my head as the nurse stuck me in the arm. By the time the Doc came in 10 minutes later I was feeling pretty groovy. "Now Mark, I'm sure Gary shared with you what I told him, but let me fill in some details for you. Then I'll need some signatures." I listened the best I could as the described the science behind what they were going to do, but it wasn't until he put into plain english that I grasped what was planned for me. First, I would receive a large dose of hormones designed to kick start my body into the chemical composition needed to support a fetus. Next, my testicles were going to be removed to stop the production of testosterone. This would have a number of benefits, mainly allowing the female hormones to do their job without a fight, but secondly to allow my body to take on a more female frame over the next 7 months. My breasts we're going to grow - I was told that how big would be similar to the women in my family. Yikes, my mom was very large breasted! My hips would naturally widen as well to allow the baby enough room. Monica's womb would be implanted into me from an incision along my belly button. The rest of the necessary anatomy was organic material and would bond with me. My anus would be the birth canal. "Rest assured" I was told, "if necessary we can opt for a cesarian to avoid having to birth the baby anally." After the baby was born, I could choose to have the womb removed or I could keep it in case we wanted to have more children. Wait! What!?!! "You won't have your own eggs, of course, so those would need to be harvested, but you could potentially have another child if you choose," the doctor informed us as if it was just the most normal conversation in the world. Matter of fact doesn't even begin to describe it. --- I wanted to run, but instead I signed several documents. I skimmed over them but I was in no condition to read and digest it all. As the doctor left he told me the nurse would be back in to get me shortly. Turned to Gary with a wild-eyed look, "I didn't know they were gonna remove my balls!?!!" "Monica, I'm sorry I left that part out - I knew that psychologically you'd shut down at that. You will still be the same person, you're not losing your manhood - but the rest of your body will get enhanced, in a way." This was the first time Gary had called me Monica in conversation. I sighed and put my head into my hands. Gary stood in front of me and I leaned into his torso. He ran his hands through my hair as my emotions got the best of me again. --- The nurse was there much sooner than I had hoped. I was enjoying this moment with Gary until being startled out of it by her. "OK honey, I'm gonna take you back to surgery prep. "You'll need to stay here big guy'," she said to Gary. Was she seriously flirting with him in front of me? --- Once in my hospital gown, she administered an IV, a cocktail of fluids and hormones. "Now we're going to put you under just enough to safely perform the procedure, the hormones are going to put your body through a whole lot in a short time so you're likely going to sleep pretty solidly for the next few days while you recover and adjust." She continued, "You''ll have a bit of a baby bump when you wake up, but not enough to be noticeable unless you want it to." I looked at her quizzically, "If you want to wear street clothes home when you're ready, then you can but if you would like to put on some maternity clothes you certainly can." "I didn't bring anything like that with me" I said a little saddened. "How about I make a suggestion to the baby's daddy on your behalf?" "The will give him something to do while you recover." I held her hand, thanked her for being kind and not judging. "Honey, I think what you're doing is incredibly selfless. I don't think a man would do this for someone else. In my book you're already an honorary girl." We had a very sweet hug and before I got too woozy, she helped me down onto the hospital bed. --- That was the last thing I remembered before starting to come around. I could hear before I could see. It was dark in the room, I presumed it was nighttime. I couldn't focus my eyes but I could hear voices. I drifted back to sleep. "She's coming around" I heard a woman's voice whisper. I couldn't keep my mind focused, I felt myself drifting again. Wen my eyes finally opened the first thing I saw was Gary. He was beaming. He had been standing over me and was rubbing my forehead gently. "How's the baby?" was the first thing I said as I came around. "The doctor says you and the baby are doing wonderfully !" I relaxed a little, I wasn't in pain but I was terribly uncomfortable. I felt like I had a huge rubber band around my tummy. "How long have I been out?" I asked. "Four days" Gary told me. The doctor came in followed by an entourage of medical staff. "Ah, you're awake - how terrific!" he exclaimed. "How are you feeling, dear?" "OK, I think - I have an incredible tightness around my stomach" I told him. "That's to be expected, you've suddenly got a little one in their taking up room" he smiled through it all. I'm sure this was a career making achievement for him. We're going to have some specialists come in to meet with you and the babies dad here. Once all of that is taking care of, he can take you home. How does that sound?" He asked, it was almost condescending but I could tell he was just being kind and thoughtful. "What kind of specialists?" I wanted to know. "Well we've got an endocrinologist to meet with you to go over your hormone regimen. What to expect, so to speak" he got his own little chuckle out of that. I tried but only managed a smile. "We're going to have you meet with a psychologist once a week so we can keep and eye on your mental health, and a sex therapist." he stopped there without explanation. "Why a sex therapist?" I inquired. "Well your body is changing very quickly and most of these hormones are going to increase your sex drive considerably. Candidly, since you're almost literally the woman in this relationship, there's a very high likelihood that you and Gary will want to be intimate with each other. There are some things unique to your situation that we want you to both be aware of." I don't know if there's a color for the shade of red I had turned, but it's probably called "Blushing Sissy!" --- My embarrassment was fleeting, soon to be replaced by mortification as a voice came from a corner of the hospital room. "Oh Monica, your daddy and I are so proud of you" my mother gushed. --- To be continued? Please donate to nifty if you enjoy these and other stories. They rely on your support to keep this resource available