Date: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 18:29:20 -0400
From: Rose Red <7754.rp@gmail.com>
Subject: Joni.7

JONI, PART 7


"Are you still my little girl?" asked Barbara as she gently awakened Joni
with a kiss on the forehead.  He looked so angelic that she was tempted to
insist that he continue his transition, whether he wanted to or not.  But
she knew that would be wrong, she had to allow her son to choose his own
path.  So, she was hoping for the best, but was prepared for the worst.

"Oh, mommy, of course I am.  That is, if you will allow it.  I dreamed that
you disapproved and made me return to being a boy. I've never cried in a
dream before."

Barbara's heart swelled with love.  "Oh, my darling little girl.  I love
you so much."  She leaned down and hugged Joni.  "Does that mean that you
want to continue with the transition?  You know I'll love you just as much
if you've changed your mind," Barbara said, opening the door to the events
of the previous night.

"I think I really became a girl yesterday, mommy.  Everything felt so
natural and I was completely comfortable as a girl.  The way I was treated
by Susan and Bobby; and the way you treated me last night, made me realize
that I am a girl, but with an extra special addition.  I never want to be
thought of as a boy again.  I am a girl, mommy; I want to be your little
girl forever."

Their eyes locked in a loving stare.  Barbara saw the sincerity and
maturity in Joni's eyes.  How quickly the transition had been made in a
mental and emotional sense.  It was like a toggle had been switched from
boy to girl.  His face radiated with feminine beauty now, not a trace of
masculinity. And his eyes showed the confidence of his commitment; not a
hint of doubt or worry.  She knew it was right what he was doing; and now
she knew that he also knew it was right.

"Are you anxious about meeting Dr. Goodly this morning?"

"A little.  What if he doesn't agree to help me?"

"We don't have to worry about that happening.  Anyway, he's not the only
doctor, you know. But he does come highly recommended.  We'll just see what
he has to say and go from there.  OK?"

"OK.  I've got to pee."

"Alright.  I'll help you but then we have to prepare you for your visit."

Joni slid out of bed and displayed a nearly full erection.  Since he wasn't
wearing any panties, it projected straight out, supporting the hem of his
teddy.  Barbara was almost overcome by his sexual allure.  A beautiful
young girl with a beautiful erect penis.  It was almost too much as she
watched it sway on the way to the bathroom.  Joni seemed to pay it no
attention, instead focusing on the feel of the teddy and his bra inserts on
his skin.  The feminine had truly surpassed the masculine in his psyche.
And it was not just the sexual pleasure that he received from dressing as a
girl, it was the total fulfillment of his destiny.  Being a boy was now
foreign; being a girl was his God given condition.  There was no turning
back.

"I know the doctor wants me to forego breakfast and to dress myself.  Is
that what you mean by prepare?"

"There's one other item," said Barbara as Joni sat on the toilet and
allowed her to point his penis down.  "I am to give you an enema this
morning.  I suppose he will give you a complete physical, and an enema
makes sure you're clean back there."

As he squeezed the last drops out, she released his penis and went to the
medicine closet and returned with an enema bag and hose.  He had never seen
an enema bag before, and it had been years since she had administered one.

"Stay on the toilet, honey, while I prepare this."  She reached in the
medicine chest and got out the Vaseline while she mixed the warm water and
gentle soap in the bag.  She decided to add some mild perfume to the
solution at the last moment. Joni watched the whole process with rapt
attention.

"Girls sometimes have to wash out their vagina and this is kind-of like
that, dear.  That's called a douche.  An enema is like that except that its
goes in a different hole.  It fills you up with the fluid and cleans you
out."

As a nurse, Barbara knew that there is often a fine line between a medical
procedure and a sexual procedure.  She knew quite well that the anus can be
an extremely sensitive erogenous area; and even though the hose nozzle was
no bigger than her index finger, she was about to perform an act of
insertion into Joni's anus.  This was a medical act with clear sexual
overtones.  She could provide lubrication either on the nozzle as a medical
procedure or directly on the anus as a sexual act.  As she knelt in front
of Joni, the enema bag hanging from the shower, she looked up at him and
their eyes met.  He was trusting her completely to do what was right and
necessary.  But she could only think about his beautiful anus, how she
would like to touch it and administer to it directly.  She thought about
sliding her finger in and out several times, to make sure he was properly
prepared, and then inserting the nozzle fully and holding it there while
she let the fluid flow.  These fantasies raced through her head as she held
the Vaseline in one hand and the nozzle in the other.  And then she took
the dab of lubricant and applied it liberally to the nozzle, trying not to
make it look like a sexual act.

"Now I'm going to slide this up your rear darling, and then I'll let the
water in.  I want you to squeeze real hard once I have the nozzle fully in
so you don't let any water out until I say it's OK."

"Yes, mommy."

"Now, relax the muscles back there, dear," directed Barbara as she touched
the nozzle to his anus.  She couldn't help but toy gently with the opening,
circling the sensitive tissue and lubricating the opening.  "I'm going to
slide it in now, sweetie."

Joni gasp slightly as the nozzle slid in without resistance.  He adjusted
his position on the toilet seat so as to pull his cheeks further apart.
Barbara's hand lingered on the hose as the nozzle was fully inserted,
resisting the temptation to work the nozzle in and out.  Slowly she
released the water and watched Joni respond to the warm liquid entering his
bowels.  Barbara looked for signs of discomfort; she only saw slight
surprise and then apparent pleasure as his bowels were expanded.

"How does that feel, dear?  The bag is about half empty."

"It feels OK, mommy. I'm beginning to feel full, though."

"A little discomfort is normal dear.  I want you to take it all so that
you're nice and clean for the doctor.  I'll stop it here for a while and
let you adjust."

Barbara slid her hand up the hose to reach the end of the top of the nozzle
and Joni's anus.  She felt around for leakage and detected none.  "You're
doing great, honey. Are you ready for some more?"

"I guess so."

Barbara released the remaining fluid and gently squeezed the bag to empty
it.  Joni was now visibly bloated.  Barbara pinched off the tube and then
reached down to remove the nozzle.  "When I pull it out, honey, try not to
let anything out yet."

Joni now sat on the toilet seat looking down at his extended stomach,
squeezing his opening as tightly as he could.  He felt funny but also there
was a certain level of pleasure from the attention being paid to this area.
He wanted to be as fresh and clean as possible, inside and out; he had been
penetrated just like a girl, he thought, and he was receiving a douche just
like a girl.  He wondered if they actually got pleasure from the procedure
the way he was.

Joni's penis had first relaxed completely with the insertion and the flow
of the fluids; but as the procedure progressed, his penis first retracted
slightly and then as his bowels expanded, so did his penis.  Squeezing the
anus also flexed the penis.  Holding his anus tight meant continual flexing
of his penis.  The result was an erection just strong enough to project
outward; his mother had brushed it when removing the nozzle, although she
appeared to ignore the contact.

Barbara noticed Joni's penis, but also noticed his extended stomach.  She
reached up to rub it gently.  "Just a little bit longer, dear," said
Barbara as she reached under her son's penis to touch his anus to make sure
he wasn't leaking.  "You're doing great.  Just little bit longer."

His mother continued to rub his stomach in a soothing manner.  She then
reached down and gently touched his penis.  "This can't be that
uncomfortable.  It seems like you might be enjoying this."

Joni didn't respond except to blush slightly and look away.  His penis was
again embarrassing him.  He had responded sexually to a medical procedure.
And the embarrassment was enhancing the sexual response.  He could feel the
erection growing stronger and stronger; he thought he had gained control of
himself but this proved otherwise.  His blush turned into a full red-face;
he felt so ashamed that he now had a full erection, pointing directly at
his mother's face while she was administering to his enema.

"OK, dear, try to release it slowly.  We don't want it to splatter."

Joni did as his mother told him and relaxed his anus just enough to allow
for a slight trickle.  But it felt so good, so stimulating to have a steady
flow of warmth pass out of him.

"That's it, dear.  Now, relax a little bit more."  Joni did as told.  His
penis jerked in response and the flow from behind increased.  There was no
concealing the sexuality of it all - his mother watching as his penis
pulsed with the flow of the enema water; the pleasure of the expulsion of
the warm fluid; the embarrassed ecstasy that showed on his face.

"OK, dear, now force out the rest," directed Barbara as she flushed the
toilet for the last time.

Fully relaxing his anus produced a relief that nearly gave Joni a climax.

When it was over, Barbara gently wiped Joni's back side and saw that it was
clear liquid.  "That should do it, sweetie.  There is one more thing I want
to do before you jump in the shower.  Let's clean that peach fuzz off your
legs and from under your arms. You don't want the doctor to think you
aren't fully feminine; and any girl interested in high heels should be
interested in clean smooth legs.  Let's put this cream on."  Barbara
lovingly applied the depilatory, covering Joni's legs up to his scrotum,
and to his underarms.  He responded as if it were part of a massage.

"We need to let this work for about five minutes and then you can wash it
off in the shower."

Barbara washed her hands and then squatted down next to Joni.  "You will
really like the way your legs feel shaved.  So clean and fresh.  Makes you
want to show them off.  And you have beautiful legs, Joni."  Joni's
erection grew stronger as his mother spoke.  It reminded him of that first
morning when his mother comforted him with her compliments.  He again felt
so reassured and confident of her love.

They embraced the silence for a time, but then Barbara could not resist the
temptation to touch Joni's penis.  It pulsed with her touch.  "We don't
have enough time to take care of this," she whispered.  "Can you save it
until we return?"

"Oh, yes, mommy.  I'm sorry; it's just being here like this with you just
makes me feel so good. "

"And it makes me feel so good, also, my darling little girl. But, we are
getting short on time, so I'll leave you alone to shower and get ready for
your appointment.  Let me know if you want me to help you with your
make-up.  Don't dally; we need to leave within the hour.  And don't wash
your hair; we don't have time for it to dry.  Do you want me to wait until
your erection subsides or can I trust you alone?"

Regaining composure, Joni responded, "Oh, mom.  You don't have to stay; I
don't do that anymore."

With that, Barbara grabbed the enema bag and left the bathroom.

Joni quickly jumped in the shower.  Alone, he paid particular attention to
his back-side.  Touching his anus with soapy fingers he discovered how
sensitive it was to his own touch.  He lingered in exploration, as if he
had uncovered a new source of pleasure.  This attention was having a
definite effect on his penis; it seemed that washing his anus was more
stimulating than washing his genitals. He barely regained control and
finished with the shower.

Pink satin panties and bra were his choice; nothing too sexy but very
feminine.  A blue sundress to accent his eyes, and sandals completed the
young lady look.  His mother was right, his legs felt fantastic and he now
thought the dress might be a bit too long.  He admired his legs in the
mirror.

He decided to have his mother do his make-up, and she could tuck his penis
as well.  He brushed his hair then stood back from the mirror.  He loved
the look, but he also loved the feel of his semi-erect penis pressed
against his stomach by the satin panties.  Something extremely naughty
about his appearance and his erection.  He couldn't help but think of
himself briefly as a sexual creature - the best of both worlds.  He quickly
vanished the thought - he was a girl who just happened to have an extra
special addition.  The extra addition wasn't important; the important thing
was that he was a girl.

"Can I help you with your makeup, honey?  Oh, Joni, you look lovely.  Turn
around slowly and let me look at you.  Was I right about your legs?"

"You sure were.  I feel so much more feminine now.  And, yes, please do my
makeup."

Joni sat at the vanity and Barbara did just enough to accent Joni's beauty
but not enough to take away from the innocence.  Some eyebrow plucking and
eyeliner completed the look.

When she finished, Barbara stood back as Joni inspected himself.  Not a
trace of boy was evident.  He turned and faced his mother.  "Do you think
the doctor will like me, mommy?"

"I think he will love you, dear.  Just be yourself and you're a shoe-in."

"I don't know what I'll do if he won't help."

"Just be yourself, dear, and don't worry about a thing."

"Will you tuck me in, mommy?"

"Certainly, dear."  Joni lifted his dress hem up to reveal his penis
projecting slightly above his panties.  Barbara reached in and gently
pushed it down to between his legs, lingering to adjust its position.  "How
does that feel, honey?"

"I liked it better before you removed your hand!"

"Now, now.  We haven't any time to spare.  Smooth out your dress and let's
get going.  Are you a little nervous about going outside for the first
time?"

"Very nervous."

"No need, honey.  The car is in the garage and we are to park in a secluded
spot behind the doctor's building."  With that, Barbara planted a light
kiss on Joni's lips and then led her downstairs to the car.

The trip to Dr. Goodly's was as uneventful as Barbara expected.  Joni
fidgeted all the way, but Barbara thought this was more to do with the
anticipation of the appointment than the exposure.

When they pulled into the parking lot, they noticed only one other car.
Barbara pulled around back and parked; she hesitated to get out and looked
over at Joni.  "You look beautiful, Joni. You have no reason to be afraid -
unless, that is, you're having second thoughts."

"Oh, mommy.  I'm suddenly confused.  I've never felt more feminine, never
more convinced that I am a girl.  But, what if he doesn't agree; what if I
don't convince him?  I'm scared."

"Don't be scared; just be yourself.  Everything will work out.  He'll love
you; and, I think you will like him.  Just be yourself."  With that,
Barbara got out of the car and waited for Joni.  He hesitated briefly, and
then slowly got out and walked around to meet his mom.  Barbara took his
hand and led him through the back door.

"Hello.  Hello?"  said Barbara as they entered.

Dr. Goodly came from out of the side door to his office.  "Wonderful!
Hello, Barbara. You're right on time.  And this must be Joni.  Lovely.
Please come in to my office."

"Thank you, doctor," replied Barbara.  Joni just nodded his head and
followed his mother in.

"Please have a seat."  There were two comfortable chairs set in front of
Dr. Goodly's desk.  As Barbara and Joni sat, the doctor went around to his
chair.

"Joni, your mother has told me a little about you.  She was very persuasive
because I must say I normally don't see 14-year olds."  Shock showed on
Barbara's face.  "Do you know that your mother told me you were 16, Joni?"

"No, sir."

"She did, and I suspect it was because she was afraid I wouldn't see
someone younger.  Now she knows that I'm very careful about who I treat.
And she should know that 16 or 14, it doesn't matter - you must get her
permission before I can do anything for you.  So I will forgive her this
once because I know she lied to assist you.  But, if we are going to go any
further, you - and your mother - must know that we must be completely
honest with each other.  If I detect any element of dishonesty, I will
immediately terminate the relationship.  Am I clear?"

"Yes sir."

"Barbara, do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, doctor."

"Good.  Now, Joni, why are you here?"

"My mom says you can help me."

"Help you how?"

"Help me be who I am."

"Please, Joni, don't be shy; and above all, be honest.  Remember, what we
say here is completely confidential.  I am a doctor and I am sworn to keep
in confidence anything we talk about in private.  So, what would you like
for me to do to help you be who you are?"

"I'm not really a girl, doctor.  I mean, I'm not really a boy.  On the
inside I am a girl.  Even though I am still learning about things, I know
that I really am a girl.  I was born a boy, so on the outside, I appear to
be a boy."

"Joni, I must say, you don't appear to be a boy to me.  And you don't act
like a boy.  You are very lovely and feminine.  Are you not happy with
that?"

"I'm happy, doctor, but not satisfied.  I want to live the rest of my life
as a girl, not as a boy who can appear to be a girl."  Joni crossed his
legs at the thigh and shifted in his seat.  He looked down at his legs, now
revealed up to mid-thigh, and adjusted his hem down slightly.  "I would
like to become a girl, doctor."

"Well, I can't do that for you, Joni."  Joni's heart sank.  Disappointment
showed on his face.

"What I mean by that, Joni and Barbara, is that I don't do sex-change
operations.  I cannot and will not go to that extreme.  I won't even refer
you to another physician if that's what you want."

"That's not what he means, doctor," volunteered Barbara.  "I don't think
there will ever be that possibility.  But short of that, I think what he
means is feminization - female enhancement short of genital alteration."

"Is that right, Joni? " asked Dr. Goodly.  "Exactly what do you want,
then?"

"I want to be seen and accepted for what I am, doctor - a girl.  I don't
want to be a male in female clothing.  I want to be a female with a penis,"
blurted Joni.  He caught himself and blushed with embarrassment at the
assertion.

"Good, Joni.  There's no need to be embarrassed.  This is part of my
medical practice and I have heard all of this many times before.  I just
had to hear it from you so there can be no misunderstanding."

Barbara looked over at Joni with encouragement.  Joni regained composure
and looked at Dr. Goodly. "I want to continue my transition, doctor, and I
hope you can help me do that.  I am not confused or unsure about this; I
know who I am inside and who I want to be on the outside.  Please help me
become whom I am."

Dr. Goodly sat back in his chair and took a moment to absorb what he had
just heard.  He was the youngest client - he refrained from calling them
patients since there was nothing medically wrong with them - he had ever
considered.  Yet, he was thoroughly convinced that Joni was the most
assured about his desires.  He could hear it in his voice and see it in his
demeanor.  He really was beautifu and seemed to be completely natural as a
girl.  Even the voice had a feminine quality.

"OK, the next step is a physical, which I can perform in the adjacent
examination room.  Barbara, it you will wait here, let me show Joni where
to go and what to do, and then I want to talk to you."

With that, Dr. Goodly took Joni's hand and led him through another door
into an examination room.  "I want you to get undressed, Joni, and put on
this robe.  You can put your clothes on this clothes tree.  And then have a
seat on this examination table.  I'll be back shortly."

The doctor returned to his office and closed the door behind him.

"I'm sorry for trying to deceive you about his age.  I just so want him to
fulfill his life," said Barbara.

"You needn't have worried, as I said.  Your permission is required for me
to do anything substantive.  Which is why I want to speak with you alone
before I go forward with the examination."

"How can I help?"

"I just want to inform you in advance and give you an option to be
present."

"I want to be present, doctor."

"Hear me out, first.  My examination is not only a physical, but I have
some tests that are very personal.  You may not want to witness these
tests, and because of their nature, he may not want you present.  The exam
includes very personal questions and may require very personal behavior."

"Joni and I keep nothing from each other, doctor.  I have been with him
from the very beginning of his transition so I doubt that you will learn
anything that I don't already know.  I want to be present."

"OK, good.  I don't want any secrets and I want to make sure you are fully
informed if I go forward with this.  But you must understand - if you
impede the progress of the tests in any way, I will terminate the
relationship immediately.  Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, doctor.  I trust you completely."

"Good.  Now, follow me."  Dr. Goodly got up and opened the door to the
examination room and followed Barbara in.

Joni was sitting on the examination table, with a light blue thin paper
robe barely covering his torso.  Barbara sat in the lone wooden chair along
the wall.

"Jump down from there Joni, and remove the robe," directed the doctor.
"That's it; you can give the robe to your mother.  Now, let me have a look
at you."

The doctor turned Joni almost as if he were a ballerina, working from the
waist, slowly moving him around as he visually inspected his entire body.
Joni had his hands modestly covering his genitals as he turned to face
Dr. Goodly.

"Now, now, there's no need for that," said Dr. Goodly as he pull Joni's
hands away.  A look of astonishment crossed his face as he got a full view
of Joni's penis; he looked over at Barbara who responded with a telling
acknowledgment of his surprise.  Fully flaccid and relaxed with the scrotum
fully extended, and in such bright examination room lights, Barbara thought
it had never looked more magnificent.  How could the doctor not be
impressed, she thought.

Dr. Goodly looked back at Joni and openly stared at his penis for several
seconds, "Yes, yes, very nice. You are a size large, Joni.  But very nice
indeed."

He regained his composure and proceeded with some standard tests - blood
pressure, heart rate, listening to breathing, etc.

And then came the cough test.  Dr. Goodly had Joni stand with his legs
slightly apart and then he reached under and fondled first one testicle and
then the other.  Finally, after lingering for what Barbara thought was
unnecessarily long, had Joni turn his head and cough.  When he finished, he
spent a moment massaging the entire scrotum, pulling it downward gently and
then cradling the testicles in a soft caress.  "You seem quite healthy down
there, Joni.  Did anything I did cause any discomfort?"

"No, sir."

"Good," said Dr. Goodly.  You appear to be a fine specimen; I mean, you
look to be in overall good health.  Are there any issues you would like to
discuss, Joni?"

"No doctor.  I really feel fine."

"Ok, then, get back up here on the examination table."  Joni did as told.
"Now I need to ask you some questions, Joni, and perform some tests.  These
tend to be very personal and may appear to be unconventional.  Remember,
you must be fully honest with me, Joni.  Do you think you would be more
comfortable if your mother left the room?"

"No, doctor.  I love my mother and trust her completely.  We have no
secrets."

Dr. Goodly looked at Barbara and they both smiled briefly.  "Ok, good.
Let's get started.  Please lie back on the table, Joni.  Put your head on
this little pillow and your feet up here."

From each side of the table's end, Dr. Goodly pulled up the metal
gynecological stirrups.  "These are normally reserved for my female
patients, but I find it helps position everything better for my male
clients for this type of examination.  Now put your feet in each of these
stirrups and slide down so that you are at the end of the table.  That's
it."

 Dr. Goodly then pulled up his rolling stool and sat between Joni's legs.
He glanced over at Barbara to make sure she was paying complete attention.
He returned his attention to Joni's genitals, now at eye level.  He reached
out with one hand and gently cupped his scrotum, and with the other gently
pulled his penis aside.  He fondled the testicles again, indicating that he
was feeling for any imperfections or irregularities.  Of course he found
none, put continued fondling.

With his free hand he again returned to Joni's penis.  As he took full
measure of its mass, he asked, "Do you masturbate, Joni?"

Caught off guard, Joni hesitated.  "That's not a difficult question, Joni.
Do you masturbate?"

Barbara jumped in "He hasn't in a while, doctor.  We're trying to diminish
his penis pleasure in order to better accent feminine pleasures."

"I see.  Well, when you did masturbate - and I assume that you did before
discovering your femininity - how often did you do it? Once a day, twice,
three times a day?"

"Just about once a day, doctor" responded Joni.  He looked at his mother,
who smiled for reassurance.

"And what did you think about when you masturbated, Joni?  I don't mean a
particular fantasy, but did you think about girls or boys?"

"Girls."

"What was it about girls that you thought about?  Was it the pleasure they
could give you, the pleasure you could give them, the way they looked, or
what?"  The doctor had now removed his hands from Joni's scrotum, but
continued to hold his penis as he rose to stand next to Joni, now looking
down at him from his side.

"I guess it was the way they looked, their beauty and softness."

"I see.  Did you ever try to duplicate their beauty and softness in order
to masturbate? What I mean is, did you ever dress up in girly things in
order to masturbate?"

"No, doctor."

"Do you do that now, Joni?  Do you get dressed up like a girl in order to
have a sexual experience?"

"No doctor.  I get dressed up as a girl because I am a girl.  I wear girl
clothes because they are my natural clothing."

"But you have had sexual pleasure while dressed as a girl, right?"

Barbara jumped in again. "Yes he has, doctor.  But I believe that the
pleasure was not due to the clothes.  Am I right, Joni?"

"Yes, mommy.  I don't think the clothes had anything to do with it, other
than I felt so natural and free that pleasure came easily."

Dr. Goodly looked over at Barbara, "Spontaneous ejaculation?"

"Not exactly, doctor," replied Barbara "This is all so new and fresh that
at times it becomes overwhelming."

"I see."  He looked back at Joni "Does your mother entice you with sex,
Joni?  Does she reward you for becoming something she wants you to be?"
Dr. Goodly was now palpating Joni's penis and it was responding to his
knowing touch.

"Not at all.  She understands me and has helped me to understand myself.
She has made it clear that she will love me no matter what path I take.
And be assured, doctor, it is my path that I am taking.  I am grateful for
her assistance and guidance; I love my mommy very much. She allows me to be
who I am.  I like to think of it as me rewarding her for her help."

Dr. Goodly smiled and looked down at Joni.  "Good. I think your mother is
very exceptional and you are very fortunate.  Now, I have one or two more
tests I need to perform."  With that, Dr. Goodly released Joni's semi-erect
penis and went over to his cabinet , put on some rubber gloves, and took a
tube of lubricant out.

"Barbara, did you prepare Joni this morning as I instructed?  No breakfast
and an enema?"

"Yes doctor."

"Good.  Now, Joni I need to exam your prostate.  Do you know what a
prostate is?"

"No, I don't. Will it hurt?"

"No, not at all.  Since you are a healthy boy, this could actually feel
very good.  Some boys find it quite pleasurable.  But if you feel any
discomfort, let me know immediately; and, also, if you feel pleasure,
please let me know that as well."

Barbara watched as the doctor applied ample lubricant to the tip of his
middle finger.  She expected him to then smear the lubricant over the
finger, as she had done with the enema nozzle.  But, instead, he took the
lubricated finger tip and pressed it directly against Joni's anus, smearing
it all around and then inside.  Joni gasped with surprise.

"Just relax, Joni.  Please don't squeeze."  Joni did as told.  With his
free hand, Dr. Goodly adjusted Joni's penis on his belly and held it there,
as if taking its pulse.

After a moment, Dr. Goodly asked, "Have you discovered this area as a
center of pleasure, Joni?"

"No sir."

"Did your mother perform the enema on you this morning?"

"Yes sir"

"And did she insert the nozzle?"

"Yes sir."

"Did you like that, Joni?"

Joni leaned his head over to look at his mother.  Their eyes met.  "Yes, I
did."  Barbara gave Joni another reassuring smile.

"Good.  The insertion was probably better than the actual enema, right?"

"Yes.  I didn't much like all the liquid in me."

All the while, the doctor was working his finger in and out, going just
part of the length of his middle finger, but working the anus to expand its
opening.  He could feel growth of the penis in his other hand.  "OK, now
I'm going go in further, Joni, and examine your prostate.  Barbara, you may
want to come here and watch this so you understand what I am doing."

Barbara got up and joined the doctor between Joni's legs.  He then pushed
his finger deep into Joni and began massaging the prostate.  Joni
immediately responded with a flexing of the anus and the penis.  "No, no.
Relax Joni, try not to squeeze."

"But it feels good, doctor.  I'm not sure I can control it."

"I see," said Dr. Goodly as he removed his hand from Joni's penis.  "Now,
Barbara, the location is well within the rectum, on the front side of the
body.  You can't miss it."  Dr. Goodly continued to massage Joni's prostate
while talking to Barbara; both watched as Joni's penis began to grow ever
larger.

"OK. that's enough."  Dr Goodly removed his finger and then removed and
discarded the gloves.  "I think you liked it, Joni .  Am I right?"

"Yes, doctor.  It felt very good."

All the while, Barbara had stood frozen in rapture at the sexual display.
The doctor had demonstrated to her a new way to pleasure her son - was
almost recommending that she do this in order to enhance his feminization.
She was incredibly aroused at the site of the doctor finger fucking her
son.  He clearly got pleasure out of it, she thought.  She almost insisted
on her trying it under his guidance right then and there.  But she regained
her composure and returned to her seat.  The doctor gave Barbara a knowing
look. She then looked down in shame, averting his eyes.  It was then that
she noticed that the front of his pants was tented out, so much so that he
had to reach down and adjust his penis.  Even the doctor wasn't immune to
Joni's charms, she thought.

"You showed us that it felt good, Joni," said Dr. Gooly.  Joni blushed and
turned his head to the side, looking away from the doctor and his mother.

"There's no need to be embarrassed, Joni.  I wanted to see how you would
respond.  If you continue with the transition, this area could become your
primary pleasure center.  By responding the way you did indicates that you
can receive the pleasure of a girl."

"Just a few more tests, Joni.  You achieved a partial erection while I was
massaging your prostate.  Do you think you can achieve a full erection? "

"I'm not sure I can, doctor."

"It's OK, Joni.  There's nothing to be ashamed of.  This is a matter of
testing the full function of the penis, Joni.  I want you to touch
yourself, as if you were masturbating.  How long has it been since you last
masturbated?

"Several weeks," he lied.

"Do you recall what you thought about when you did it?"

"It was the night after my first day at school and I didn't think about
anything in particular.  I just wanted to remind myself of the pleasure."
Joni's hand went down and he touched his penis for the first time since it
was banned by his mother.  He looked over at her and she nodded her
approval.

"Why did you need reminding, Joni?"

"That day I had been embarrassed in the gym showers.  I saw other boys'
penises and realized I was much larger than any of them.  As I stared at
them I noticed that they were staring at me, doctor.  I turned away to wash
off and I realized I was getting hard.  By the time I got back to my locker
I was fully erect and out of control. I was so ashamed.  That night in bed,
I got hard out of anger and frustration.  I didn't want to be this big; I
just wanted to be ordinary."  Joni was nearly fully hard now, working his
hand slowly up and down his penis, looking at his mother the whole time.

"You tell me when you think you think you are fully erect, Joni," said the
doctor.  "Please, go on."

"But then I realized that my size has to produce great pleasure, more
pleasure than any of those boys could imagine.  And that pleasure is what I
thought about that night.  I think I'm fully erect now, doctor."

Dr. Goodly reached down and moved Joni's hand away.  He grabbed Joni's
penis with his fingertips and applied pressure up and down the shaft in
order to test its hardness.  "Good, Joni, you have a very strong erection."
Dr. Goodly marveled at the image.  A beautiful young boy lying on his
examination table, an angelic female face looking innocent yet so
appealing, and a perfectly proportioned penis, fully engorged and massive
in size, pulsing with anticipation; the blue veins running up its side,
throbbing with pulse; the purple cap looking as if to explode from
stimulation; the flush of the shaft showing the effects of Joni's stroking.
It was all he could do to remove his touch.  What a specimen, he thought,
what a perfect creature, combining beauty and pleasure while preserving the
appearance of innocence.  His professional standards required that he not
submit to the temptation of satisfying his own desires. He had to complete
the tests.

"Now, Joni, I want you to continue masturbating to ejaculation?  That is
the final test."

Dr. Goodly removed his hand and replaced Joni's hand on his penis, and then
looked over at Barbara.  She was on the edge of her seat, fully engrossed
in the eroticism.  How he would love to drop his pants and masturbate with
her son in front of her.  She would make a beautiful audience; but he
returned his attention to her son.

Joni began stroking his penis as the doctor and his mother watched.  "Why
don't you tell us about the first time you were introduced to girl's
clothing, Joni.  Was that an exciting time?"

"I came in to say goodnight to my mother and she was putting on make-up at
her vanity.  She looked beautiful and I told her I didn't think it was fair
that girls could change their appearance so easily.  She agreed and offered
to show me what it was like.  I sat at the vanity as she leaned over and
applied make-up.  Her robe kept opening and exposing her breasts.  I guess
her attention and her appearance were just too much, and my erection became
pretty obvious."  Joni was now pumping his penis unabashedly, almost
seeming proud of his erection and his storytelling ability.  The doctor was
shifting his gaze from Joni to his mother; Barbara had locked eyes with
Joni, almost sharing his ecstacy.

"My mom finished my makeup and turned me to the mirror.  It felt wonderful
to see a female looking back at me.  I forgot all about the rest of my body
and just wanted to enhance the image in the mirror.  That's when mom
suggested that I put on a chiffon teddy to match her's - that we could
become twins.  She had me undress and, standing there nude, I realized I
was exposed to her with a full erection." The pumping became more intense
and more revealing in the pleasure it was providing.

"Let me know when you are close, Joni, and I will get a towel," said the
doctor.

"She dressed me in the teddy, and it felt so natural.  We hugged and then
mom felt sorry for my erect condition.  She had me lie on the bed and then
she began to stroke my penis.  I'm close doctor."

Dr. Goodly hesitated but then turned away to grab a towel.  Joni continued.

"She stroked it the way I am stroking it now, paying particular attention
to the head and the edge of the head.  It was the first time I ever felt
completely female.  I love my mother for introducing me to my feminine
side. I love being feminine.  I want to be more girl, I want to be more
girl, I want to be more girl."  Just as Dr. Goodly placed the towel over
his mid-section, Joni muscles flexed and his face contorted.  He held his
penis tightly and pushed his hips off the examination table as he
ejaculated in an intense orgasm.

There was silence in the room for several minutes as Joni lay motionless on
the examination table.  Then Barbara got up, leaned down and gave him a big
hug.  "I love you so much, sweetie."

"I love you also, mommy.  And thank you so much for everything."

Dr. Goodly took the towel and cleaned up Joni's penis and wiped his anus,
and then discarded it in a hamper.  He then lowered the metal stirrups and
placed Joni's legs back onto the table.  He appeared to treat the whole
event as if it had been a normal medical procedure; but the bugle in his
pants revealed that he, like Barbara, saw it as an intense sexual act.

"Joni, take your time getting dressed and then wait for me here," said
Dr. Goodly. "I want to speak with your mother again in private."

Barbara looked down at her son, naked and spent, erection receding,
perfectly innocent and beautiful.  His make-up was in place, his hair
slightly mussed.  She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You are such a
beautiful girl, I think you can now tuck yourself in, dear," and kissed his
cheek lightly.

Closing the door behind them, Dr. Goodly took his seat at his desk and
motioned that Barbara should sit as well.  She could see that he adjusted
his erection as soon as he had the opportunity.  She crossed her legs and
noticed how wet she had become.  They both needed the break from the
sensuality of Joni.

"Thank you for allowing my tests to proceed without interruption.  I know
they must appear unorthodox, to say the least.  Let me explain the entire
session."

"Please do," replied Barbara.

"It became quickly apparent that Joni is healthy physically; in fact, I'm
sure you are aware, rather gifted physically.  My concern then was his
motivation.  I find that most males seeking female enhancement are
motivated by one of several issues - either they have misplaced sexual
fantasies and associate dressing as a girl with orgasm, or they have a
sense of insecurity with their performance, unable to get or sustain an
erection or unable to achieve orgasm, and want to avoid the issue by
becoming female.  A third option, the one I suspected in Joni's case -
please don't be offended - is the male trying to please a female
figure-head, in this case a mother.  I am satisfied that none of these
conditions is an issue for Joni."

"I'm not offended, doctor."

"It appears that you have been intimate with your son, Barbara.  But it
also appears that it was the result of his transition, not the cause of it.
Am I correct?"

"You are, indeed.  We have shared a lot since he realized his true self."

"I don't pass judgment on relationships, Barbara, but I need to know if you
have had intercourse with your son."

Barbara hesitated and looked down at her feet.

"I take that as a yes.  How many times?"

"Just once, doctor.  I felt it unfair for him to make this commitment
without ever having experienced sexual intercourse.  I don't plan on doing
it again."

"As I said, it is none of my business what goes on between you and your
son, as long as sex isn't used as a reward for his transition."

"The one time was last night, and he had the option of cancelling this
appointment afterwards.  I have given him no reason to believe that we will
ever do it again.  And he insisted that we meet with you this morning."

"Good.  I'm quite satisfied that we can go forward if you and Joni want to.
I am really impressed with his poise and composure.  He appears to quite
bright as well."

"Never gotten anything below an A in school.  I think he is mature well
beyond his 14 years."

"It's clear you've done a great job mothering him, Barbara.  What do you
plan on doing about his schooling if he goes through with the transition."

"Home schooling, I suppose.  Haven't really thought that far ahead."

"I may be able to recommend some schools if you choose a different
direction. Are there any questions you have of me before we bring Joni back
in?"

"Will we discuss procedures then?  It will be his decision, but I will
certainly advise."

"Yes, that's why we all need to talk."  Dr. Goodly got up and went to
retrieve Joni.

Joni followed Dr. Goodly into the room and sat next to his mother.  He
looked fully female, Dr. Goodly thought.  If he hadn't just seen him
stretched out nude on the examination table, he wouldn't suspect for an
instant the she was a he.

"Joni, I have some options I want you and your mother to consider.  The
first is that you change your mind and not pursue the transition any
further.  You are a healthy, beautiful young boy who, I'm sure, could find
happiness as a male for the rest of your life.  But, if you remain
committed to the transition, I think I can help you.  In fact, I know I can
help you."

"I'm still committed, doctor.  Nothing has happened to change my mind.  I'm
so glad that I passed all the tests."

"You did, Joni, with flying colors.  So let me lay out the three transition
options that I think are available.  The first is that you can get breast
implants and continue as you have, but with enhanced breasts.  I don't do
that kind of work but I can refer you to the best in the field.  Does
amazing things.  And as your age, or your tastes change, the breasts can be
modified."

Neither Joni nor his mother exhibited any visible interest in this
alternative.

"A second option is you could go on hormone treatments. This would be the
ingesting of estrogen over an extended period - enough to overwhelm Joni's
testosterone and result in female characteristics.  This will generally
produce the most desirable female characteristics - softer skin, breasts,
no facial hair - but it takes over a year of consistent doses.  Also, there
are some downsides - your testicles and penis will probably shrink, your
sex drive will definitely diminish, and your ability to achieve and
maintain an erection may diminish.  Once you achieve the results you want,
terminating treatment may not terminate the negative results."

Again, neither Joni nor his mother showed any interest in this approach.

"The third option is very attractive, but I must say it is not approved in
this country.  It is also hormone treatment, but more of a testosterone
blocker than an estrogen supplement.  It is called progestrogen.  This is
really quite a miracle drug - it blocks the dissemination of testosterone
from beyond the sex organs, while nearly instantly replacing the
testosterone in the rest of the body with estrogen.  Like traditional
hormone treatments, it produces all the most desirable female
characteristics but without any of the negative side effects.  Actually, it
is more comprehensive in its transition, in that it converts the male
sexual pleasure into a more feminine experience.  And, as I said, the
effects are almost instantaneous."

"This sounds almost too good to be true," commented Barbara. "You say it's
not approved?"

"Not in this country.  It is in Europe and elsewhere.  I have been
prescribing it for about 5 years and have had no ill effects.  All who have
chosen this path are very complimentary and the results are quite
impressive."

Joni and Barbara looked at each other as if to agree that this was the
approach they wanted.

Dr. Goodly saw this response.  "I have to inform you that, like straight
estrogen treatment, the results are not reversible.  But, they are
progressive.  That is, the treatment progresses through a predictable
pattern that by first denying the body testosterone, the initial response
is that the skin is softened and the facial hair eliminated.  With someone
of Joni's age, puberty is virtually arrested.  This can happen in as short
a time as one week.  With continued treatment, additional female
characteristics appear - shapelier body and the development of breasts."

"How do we know it's safe, doctor?" asked Barbara.

"You have to go on my assurance, Barbara.  But if it will make you feel
better, I went on the treatment for about a week about two years ago.
You'll notice I have no facial hair.  I stopped as soon as I detected a
change in my breasts - my areolas got larger and more sensitive as well as
some budding of the breast tissue.  I have had no negative side effects; in
fact, all the effects have been very positive."

Barbara looked at Dr. Goodly and remembered her first impression of him was
one of softness.

"What would happen if you started again?" asked Barbara.

"The process would pick up right where it left off.  The testosterone
blockage is permanent.  My breasts would grow and my body would change.  I
would become female in all respects except my genitalia."

"That's amazing.  It just sounds too good to be true."

"It's absolutely true, Barbara.  In fact, I think Joni is one of the best
candidates for this treatment I've ever encountered.  He's young enough to
begin the transition and have his breasts grow on a natural time schedule."
Dr. Goodly was now getting animated in his discussion.

"I have had one other client who I considered nearly as qualified as Joni.
She - it's no longer appropriate to call him a he - came under my care
about four years ago; he was just a couple of years older than Joni.
Absolutely gorgeous boy who had parental approval just like Joni.  Past all
the tests perfectly.  I was so impressed with the results after three weeks
that I had her stop the treatment when she had just B cups.  I introduced
her to a talent agent friend and she became a very successful model.  So
successful that she is now moving to Hollywood to try movies.  She went on
the treatment again for two weeks and now has C cups.  I can't tell you who
it is but the tabloids are accusing her of getting implants.  Pretty funny,
actually."

"What about the sexual side-effects?" asked Barbara.

"I don't really consider them side-effects; they are part of the direct
effects.  Nothing changes physically with the male genitalia, it is the
response to stimuli that changes.  My experience is apparently typical - I
am much more sensitive to sexual stimulus and my orgasms are often
unrelated to ejaculation; my orgasms wash over my entire body and are no
longer just associated with my penis.  Occasionally I will have a
traditional male climax, but often not.  My studies indicate that this is
completely consistent with the female experience.  Frankly, I find it to be
greatly superior to the male condition.  That is one of the reasons I am so
in favor of the progestrogen approach."

The room was quiet for quite a while after Dr. Goodly finished his talk.
It was Joni who broke the silence.  "I want to do the progestrogen, mom."

"Honey, it does sound nice.  What is involved in initiating that option,
doctor?"

"Well, we can't do anything today.  I want you two to think about this for
several days.  In the meantime, I'll have to have my staff draw up the
proper papers.  When everything is in order, then you two will come back in
and I will start the process with a shot that installs the initial
testosterone blockers, and then you will take two pill twice a day, until
you decide to terminate or postpone further treatment.  Barbara you can
call my office on, say Tuesday, and let me know what Joni wants to do.
OK?"

"I guess that's it," responded Barbara.  "Do you have anything Joni?"

"No, ma'am.  Just, thank you doctor.  I'm glad you are willing to help me."

"I'm glad also, Joni.  It's not often that I get the opportunity to help
such an extraordinary person.  I look forward to hearing from you and your
mother soon."

With that, Dr. Goodly showed the two out to the waiting room.  "I'll wait
to hear from you then, Barbara.  Good bye," and he disappeared back into
his office.

Barbara and Joni stood there alone, looking at each other, knowing that
their lives were certain to change.  Barbara reached out and took both of
Joni's hands in her hands.  They stared at each other as tears welled up in
both.  "Oh, Joni, the doctor was so impressed with you.  He really wants to
help you.  I was so proud of the way you behaved."

"I love you mommy.  Thank you for supporting me.  I won't let you down."

"Honey, you could never let me down.  I love you so," said Barbara as she
moved in to kiss Joni on the lips.  It was a gentle, tender kiss that was
followed by a passionate embrace.  They loved each other so much that they
temporarily lost control.  The embrace became more sexual as Barbara felt
Joni's erection grow in its tucked position.  She reached down to release
it, lifting his dress up.  So strong was their passion that they didn't
hear Dr. Goodly emerge from his office. He was a little startled at the
scene "I suppose this is just an example of the natural extensions of
pleasure.  Oh well, never mind.  I just forgot that you came in the back
door. The exit is back down this hallway," as he pointed back past his
office.

Barbara released Joni and backed away, slightly embarrassed.  Joni
straightened his dress like a good girl.  They walked sheepishly past
Dr. Goodly to the back door.


End Part 7