Life with Brian - Sex Stories

Life with Brian

... things. I didn’t do it often. Out of more curiosity I bought myself a better color lipstick and some cheap mascara one afternoon. I didn’t have anywhere to wear it, but I was trying to figure out more about who I was becoming. It looked much better than Ashleigh’s old colours. I started to think I might even be a little bit good looking. The thing that made me finally go to a doctor a few months later was that my penis seemed to be shrinking slightly. I hadn’t had an erection in over two years now, since just after I’d moved to LA. That didn’t really worry me, especially since I got so much pleasure out of playing with my breasts. But although a lot of the other changes that had happened to me hadn’t bothered me much I thought I should go and get all this checked out. After all, inside I was still a guy even if my body was beginning to resemble a game show hostess. I had saved a bit of money, enough for a visit to the doctor. I went late one afternoon. At reception I introduced myself as Chris Neilsen, and didn’t have to wait long before I was called by the doctor, a pretty woman in her mid-thirties who was about my height. In her office we talked for a short while and then she started looking at me a bit strangely. She looked at the notes the receptionist had made, which were basically just my name and address and the fact that I didn’t have insurance, and then she said "So, Chris is short for...?" As soon as I said Christopher I knew from her expression what the problem ...

... was. She had thought I was a girl, too. So that made it easier to tell her what the problem was, since clearly she could see! She had me undress and then she examined me. "You obviously have some kind of hormonal imbalance", she said. "How long has your body been like this?" I told her the whole story, about losing all the weight and everything else. She asked me how I felt about the changes and I shrugged. I figured I shouldn’t have been worried but really I was kind of used to things, it had all happened so slowly. And there were some things I liked. I know I was more sensitive in a lot of ways, especially to smells and touch and subtle sounds. I didn’t mind that. She told me I should buy myself a sports bra if I was going to keep running, at least until she could arrange for a mastectomy. When she said that word I flinched involuntarily, which she noticed. I didn’t want anyone to cut into my breasts! She murmured something like "if that’s what you decide you want" and told me to get dressed. What did I want? Who knows? I walked out of her office and down to the bus stop feeling kind of odd. So, she’d told me I had a hormonal imbalance. Like, duh! She couldn’t tell me why without a whole lot of tests. She did tell me that I was otherwise incredibly healthy and fit, which I pretty much knew. Apart from that virus back before I lost weight I hadn’t been sick for years, and since I exercised almost every day I knew my body was in great shape. It was just a strange shape! As I ...