Chapter 8.

The next morning we showered separately and dressed, a quick breakfast and Leslie left for her work in male outer clothes, but I knew what was underneath. I dressed in filled bra and matching panties with hold up stockings thigh length skirt and pale blue blouse. A touch of makeup and low heeled mule style slippers. In my study I sat and built web sites for clients. The rest of the week was much the same. Soon it was the weekend before for my surgery. Total abstinence of sex.
What a frustrating weekend, Mags turned up wearing slacks and a sweatshirt, not her normal delicate feminine attire. Leslie spent most of the weekend over seeing the refurbishment of her bathroom and kitchen. Neither wanted to put temptation in my way.
Monday morning came both Mags and Leslie took me to the clinic. I was checked in and allocated a room. I was given a gown and told to undress but I could leave my panties on and to have the support bra I would have to wear for about 5 days for the wounds to heal. Next I was given drink that would prevent vomiting, standard procedure apparently. Then get into bed and wait for the anaesthetist. My surgeon and her anaesthetist arrived together.
“Morning Carole, this is doctor Shelia Jones, your anaesthetist, she will give you your pre-med after a few questions. Then we’ll get you into theatre, next thing you’ll wake up with a heavy feeling on your chest in your support bra. When you’re fully conscious I will come and see you. Then we can discuss how long before you return to wearing your pretty bras and going home.” Fiona informed me.
Fiona left and Shelia quizzed me, next she fitted a cannula. Opening my gown she prodded and probed my breast tissue. It had the effect I feared. I erected in my panties. With my operating gown open it was so obvious.
“Mmmm, looks interesting.” Shelia spoke suggestively.
“I was told no sex before the operation.” I told her nervously.
“That’s we didn’t want you to have a tummy full of cum, but it won’t have any effect on you if my tummy has your cum in it.” Shelia replied as she eased me out of my panties and devoured my cock.
“Oh she was good with one hand teasing my chest and nipples the other stroking me and her lips working double time. I’d not cum for 2 days, I was so far gone with her attention that I was pumping my cum down her throat before I realised it.
“Mmmm you are so tasty,” Shelia told me. “Now hold still.” She added as she injected the pre-med into the cannula.
It didn’t take long before I was waking up, the pressure I had been informed about was definitely there. I wanted to shout from the roof tops. I had breasts, boobs, titties. I wanted to jiggle them, bounce them, feel them, weigh them as I walked. Then a voice from my right suddenly announced.
“Welcome back Carole, and yes you have breasts, very nice breasts. But for now they are a little bruised and will be tender. Fiona made sure they still give you the same pleasure and the operating nurses can testify that produced quite a lot of semen during the op, which they took turns swallowing, I also tasted you, and you have some lovely tasting semen.” The bedside nurse was holding my hand as she spoke softly to me.
“Thank you, I didn’t know that would happen, I thought while I was asleep it would behave.” I croaked a little.
“You need some water, by the sound of your voice.” She offered.
“I think a cup of tea would be lovely.” I replied. Looking at her with a clearer vision. Her name badge very prominently displayed on her more than ample chest was Cindy. Her buttons on her tunic top showed a wonderful amount of cleavage. She must have guessed where I was looking.
“Like yours Carole, with some help from Dr Felicity. I get you a cuppa but don’t try to sit up just yet, I’ll help when I return.” Cindy instructed me.
As she walked away I thought I caught a glimpse of stockings.
She returned and helped sit up to drink.
“I also bought this.” Cindy whispered indicating a full length mirror.
I looked at my reflection, my makeup had been done and my styled, with my gown open I could also see the results of my breast augmentation. A few bits of bandage under my support bra.
“Oh damn,” Cindy uttered. She had dropped the chart off the clip board attached to my bed. She bent to retrieve the notes. Yes I had had seen stockings. Now I could see stocking tops suspenders and panties.
“Ooh I’m showing all my next wash load.” Cindy giggled.
“Don’t worry, we are all gurls here.” I replied.
“Well almost all gurls.” Cindy quickly answered.
“Mmmm gorgeous lingerie Cindy.” I told her.
I was in the clinic for three more days and nights. Leslie and Mags visited every evening. Fiona came every morning on the third morning she got Cindy to assist in removing my support bra and bandages. Now with naked breasts sitting proudly on my chest I fabulous. While Fiona inspected her work, the inevitable happened, I erected.
“Mmmm, just keep Carole entertained while I check her stitches.” Fiona instructed Cindy.
Opening the lower part of my gown Cindy caressed and stroked me through my straining panties.
“Take the pressure off those pretty panties Cindy.” Fiona told her.
Cindy eased my panties down and continued stroking me.
“Don’t let her cum Cindy yet anyway.” Fiona added.
After a close examination, Fiona announced
“A fine job I must congratulate myself. You young lady have gorgeous pair of breasts.”
“Thank you, when can I feel them?” I asked.
“Right now, Cindy will show you how.” She said.
Cindy took over caressing my breasts and tweaking and rubbing my nipples.
Fiona took over on my cock which was now leaking copious amounts of pre-cum and beginning to throb. Felicity bent over the bed and took my cock between her lips, sucking and licking.
“Mmmm, Oh this so good.” I murmured.
“Mmmm, mmmm, mmmm.” Fiona mumbled.
Cindy was now sucking my nipples which had a direct contact with my cock. It twitched and pumped, my cum jetted into Fiona’s mouth. She hungrily swallowed. Cindy paused from sucking my very hard nipples and asked Fiona to save some. Fiona released my cock and let Cindy have a turn. Cindy sucked the last of my cum while Fiona raised Cindy’s uniform and slipped her panties down.
I couldn’t see what Fiona was doing but Cindy gasped as she did. Cindy grabbed the front of her tunic and pulled. The popper studs opened and then I could see Cindy’s bulging bra and the wasp waist suspender belt with her lace top stockings taughtly attached. Fiona had her hand between Cindy’s legs and was holding Cindy’s cock, pumping it slowly to start, then speeding up. Cindy was gasping as Fiona stroked her faster and faster.
“Oh heck, I’m cumming.” Cindy almost screamed. Her cum was pumping onto the shiny floor covering.
“You’re going to have to clean that up Cindy.” Fiona told her.
“Yes of course, nothing will be missed.” Cindy replied.
“Good gurl.” Fiona answered. “Then get Carole ready for her discharge.” She added.
“I’ve already had that and it was fantastic.” I added.
“Naughty.” Fiona told me.
“But it was very tasty.” Cindy added.
The next thing Cindy did was to kneel down and place hands on the floor. She bent forward and taking great care licked up her spent cum from the floor.
Fiona told she would be back in a couple of hours to sign my release form and provide me with a prescription for pain relief.
Sure enough a couple of hours later she was back, Cindy had help me dress, taking the opportunity to give special attention to tucking me in to my panties, it left a little damp spot.
Signing the forms I was escorted to reception, well wheeled really. Mags and Leslie were there waiting for me.
With greetings exchanged and follow up appointments booked we left and Leslie drove us home.
“How is the renovation work going?” I asked Leslie.
“Almost finished.” She replied.
“I guess you’ll be moving back to your own comfort soon.” I spoke feeling like I was about to lose a friend.
“I’ll stay with you as long as you need me.” She replied.
“I need you both.” I answered, with a sob in my voice. I didn’t want either of them to go.
Mags was sat next to me in the back,of Leslie’s car, put a reassuring arm around my shoulders.
“I for one want you in my life every part of it.” Mags replied with a hushed voice.
“So do I. I think we have a wonderful thing together and want it to continue.” Leslie added from the front.
“Here we are. Mags will help you in, your balance might still be a little off, I get your bag from the boot.” Leslie uttered.
Inside there was balloons, bunting all sorts of other things. Someone had even sent a card with ‘Welcome to the new baby girl’ and signed with a big kiss and the initials F&C.

“Can we have a look then.” Mags asked.
“Not much to see really, as they need to be supported for the next couple of weeks.” I replied.
“You can’t wear the same bra for two weeks.” Mags stated. While speaking she was unbuttoning my blouse and pulling out of my skirt waistband and off my shoulders.
“They look gorgeous, I can’t wait to test them out.” Mags suggested with a huge wink.
“Oh they certainly work, in fact they might be better than before” I replied.
“Naughty, naughty. I know yours are out of bounds for a couple of more weeks, but you can always play with mine.” Mags giggled.
“Or mine.” Leslie added.
“I think this should be a bra top party.” Leslie added, as she threw her blouse on the sofa, revealing a delicate lacy half cup bra in ivory.
“Good idea.” Mags added, pulling her top over her head.
Just then the door chimed.
“I’ll go, I think I know who it will be.” Mags called as she rushed to the door.
“Come in, come in.” I heard her say.
Two similar girls entered my lounge, they could have been twins
“Carol this is my Mum and Dad. Mum, Dad this is Carole, who I told you about and this is our very good girl friend Leslie.” Mags informed us as she ushered them in. Each had a platter of nibbles in each hand.
“Let me take those, while Mags takes your coats.” Leslie offered.
“Looks like tops off too.” Mags Dad announced as her jacket and blouse was passed to Mags.
“When in Rome.” Mags Mum announced and off came her top. They both wore black bras with what looked like camisole’s. Later I found they were full length slips, when all our skirts joined the discarded clothes.
Comments were passed about my new breasts, was I pleased etc.
My reply was very pleased.
Felicity and Connie arrived dressed in jeans and t-shirts, which were soon removed revealing gorgeous lingerie. It was at that point I saw Mags Mum and Dad were wearing full slips as their skirts jointed the growing outer clothes pile.
“I think we are still a little overdressed darling.” Mags Mum said to her Dad. Soon their slips were on the pile of clothes.
The others were all wearing pretty bras. I was in my boring support bra. But all our lower halves were in various types of stockings and suspenders. Mags Mum was in hold ups but her Dad had lace top tan stockings and white open bottom pull on girdle. They both wore white panties
Both Felicity and Connie were wearing black lacy undies with sheer seamed stockings. Connie’s bulge was very evident in the thong she was wearing. Felicity was in Brazilian panties, she had tucked back.

At the end of the evening we all agreed that it had been wonderful.
“Next party will be at ours, it will be a themed nightwear party with lots of bodily fluids being shared.” Mags Mum stated.
“MUM, what are you saying.” Mags almost screamed.
“Your dad is going to take me home and give the best fucking ever, then I’m getting my strap on and give him the same. I’m so horny and at our party I demand Carole fucks me senseless.” She informed her daughter quietly.
Mags whispered in her Mum’s ear. After they dressed and left I asked what she had whispered.
“I told her to suck your boobs and she will get a very tasty creamy mouth or pussy full of your cum.” Mags told me. She added she would like to be spit roasted by you and any of the other girls.
Two weeks later I returned to the clinic. Fiona sat me on the examination couch, my top half bare. She prodded and probed checked my scar tissue.
“All perfect, you can resume sexual activity as soon as you like.” Fiona stated.
“How about right now, I’m already half naked.” I answered as I unzipped my skirt and let it drop to the floor. My cock was at full attention.
Reaching round Fiona I unzipped her skirt and eased it over her hips. I thought it would then slide to the floor, something was still holding it up. As I glanced down it was obvious, the waistband was resting on the bulge in her panties.
“Oh my what an absolutely perfect sight.” I whispered.
“Glad you approve, because you are going to get a closer look.” Fiona replied.
She took hold of her skirt waist and the waist band of her panties, pushing them down her legs. Her lovely smooth cock sprang into view.
“I usually wear a gaffe at work, but today I thought I might get lucky.” She told me with expectation in her voice.
“I’m the lucky one.” I answered and knelt on the floor. I took careful hold of her, licking and kissing the exposed mushroom head of a perfect sized cock.
“That is so good, you must have had so much practice.” Fiona gasped.

Pausing briefly. “No not really, a few as a adolescent then nothing till about 6 weeks ago when I met up with Leslie again.” I replied then resumed my oral stimulation.
“Well please slow down or I’m going to cum far too soon.” Fiona huskily asked.
I slowed but kept up the caressing of her legs, stockings, suspender straps and her love eggs.
“I can’t hold on much longer honey.” Fiona breathlessly managed to say.
I paused again. Then just before I resumed. I told her.
“From the animated film frozen, Let it blow, Let it blow. Cum is wonderful anyway.”
I giggled as I sucked.
“Mmmm, here it comes honey.” She uttered, then pumped, spurted and throbbed in my mouth.
Fiona fell back against the examination couch. I swallowed her cream, and kept teasing and sucking. While caressing her love eggs as I swallowed one of my fingers slipped into her anal pussy, that’s what I thought.
“Oh! you have found my secret.” Fiona gasped loudly.
My finger delved deeper until it was fully inside a wonderful warm moist tunnel.
“Mmmm, aah, Ooh, mmmm, oh yes that’s wonderful. More please.” Fiona ordered.
I eased my finger out a little and added a second, back in they went.
“Oh fuck, yes keep doing that, I’m in heaven.” Fiona shouted.
I kept wriggling my fingers inside her, my mouth still firmly wrapped around her cock, it had started to soften after her orgasm, but now it was as hard as ever.
“HERE I CUM AGAIN, OH FUCK, OH YES, OH, OH,OH.” Fiona didn’t care who heard her as the pleasure ripped through her body.
My mouth was once again flooded but not as much this second orgasm.
“Please no more, I don’t think I could stand the pleasure, nobody has ever made me cum twice so quickly.” Her speech was punctuated with heavy breathing.
I had now swallowed down her second load of baby juice. As I stood up my own cock was still standing proud and leaking.
“Look what I have done to you.” Fiona managed to gasp.
“It’s not a problem, we’ll it might be getting my panties on.” I smiled as I spoke.
“Just lay on on the couch.” Fiona instructed me.
I did thinking she was going to give me hand or oral relief. Fiona also got on the couch and straddled my legs, taking hold of my rampant cock she guided it into her secret place. She slowly lowered herself onto my cock.
I could see the pleasure on her face as I entered her. When she was sat on my legs, she reached forward and started tweaking and pleasuring my nipples.
“You know what that will do!” I exclaimed.
“Yes and I want it soon.” She hissed through clenched teeth.
The inevitable happened, too soon for me but I had no control. My cum gushed up my cock and somewhere deep inside Fiona.
“I’ve cum.” I gasped.
“I know, and going to again.” Fiona managed to say.
“Aah, oh what the.” She moaned as jets of her cum landed on my new boobs.
“I think I better let you clean your breasts, otherwise we could be here all day.” Her breathing was causing her breasts to heave.
“I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be right now.” I replied.
Fiona climbed off me and quickly pulled her panties on.
“I shall have to get a liner later, and a morning after pill.” She said.
“What you can get pregnant?” I asked.
“Possibly, I’ve never had anyone cum inside me before.” She informed me.
“Wow, goodness!!!” I exclaimed.
“Now dress yourself and I’ll see you in a month, for your final check up. Please keep my secret for me.” She pleaded.
“Of course sweetheart.” I replied.
Fiona pulled on her skirt and zipped it then left. I dressed and outside a taxi had been arranged to take me home.