All The Way (Part 3) - Sex Stories

All The Way (Part 3)

... properly I'm sure the doctor will let you go home.” “Really? Cool! Let's get started.” I exclaimed. “Okay, but let me get some help and I'll be right back,” she said and turned to leave. When they returned I put my feet into the stirrups and then moved the sheet out of the way. The bandages were still quite heavy but that was okay as long as I was healing properly. Kathy moved from her chair so she could watch everything. Did I say watch? She was making a video of the whole thing. “First we have to remove the bandages,” the nurse said and began to pull at the tape, which pulled the hair again making me think I was getting waxed. When he bandages were off, I couldn't see anything much. Even my small dick was invisible now. “Oh yes, your healing quite nicely. Still swollen a little but you're looking good.” She reached between my legs and pulled at some gauze wrapped around a cylinder - from where? I have no idea. “This is your packing and you'll have to change it every day. See? It's a simple thing, just gauze wrapped around, well, for lack of a better term, let's just say it's gauze wrapped around a dildo,” she giggled. “I'm sure you won't mind that.” What the hell was I going to do with a wrapped up dildo? I was somewhat confused by I paid attention. “Now as far as caring for yourself, you'll need to use this smooth, uh, dildo, and insert it for an hour or two a couple of times a day. For how many days, well that will depend on how quickly you heal internally.” I was ...

... still confused as to why I needed to insert a dildo somewhere, and exactly where I'd have to put it. But since Kathy was taping everything I decided to wait and ask her instead of showing my ignorance. She stood back and said, “Now you do it.” Reaching down between my legs I found the end of the rolled up dildo and slowly pulled it out, and that gave me a strange feeling. Even stranger was the feeling that I knew where it was supposed to go and why. I unwrapped the dildo and then took a roll of gauze and rolled it up again before gently reaching between my legs and working it back inside. Now I was positive because I let a finger brush back a little and could definitely feel that my asshole wasn't being plugged. “Very good. I knew you could find the right hole,” the nurse laughed. “After all, every woman knows her asshole from her pussy.” Yep, that cinched it, somehow I'd undergone a sex change operation. That didn't upset me much at all, especially since I really was a woman now. But now I had two weeks worth of hair on my legs and under my arms and I needed to go shave it off. But my face, which had extremely little hair to begin with, was still perfectly smooth. After Kathy and I were alone I said, “Thank you, sweetheart.” “You're quite welcome, baby. Oh, while you were out like a light I had your facial hair, what little there was, completely removed electronically. I would have had your pussy cleaned up but the bandages stopped me and besides, we wouldn't want any of those ...