We are back in Dr. Goodcome’s office the next morning precisely at 10:00 a.m.
“So, how did the role play go last night?”, she asks with interest. Gwynn and I look at each other. Dr.
Goodcome gets up and runs a handheld scanning device of some sort over the area of my arm that she had
injected the day before and then hooks it up to the computer. “Well? Are you going to answer?” Gwynn finally
speaks up, “I don’t think that sort of role-play is the answer to our issues, Doc…”
Dr. Goodcome is looking at something intently on her computer screen… “Well, it seems you did not even try…and
Sean, you did not take your vitamins as instructed…” She sighs heavily, “OK, we will have to recalibrate.
Gwynn, you have rejected the opportunity to voluntarily embrace the time-honored lust that only a bisexual or
lesbian can enjoy. You have to drop that inflexibility for us to make any meaningful progress.” She buzzes
Georgette again. “Georgette, plan B, OK?” Georgette nods her head and leads a very nervous Gwynn out of the
room. “Sean, you disappoint me even more! You did not take a one of your vitamins! Fortunately, the injections
I gave you yesterday will help make up for that… But, you will have to pay a price for your disobedience! You
WILL take your vitamins as prescribed from now on, UNDERSTOOD?” I blanch and nod. “Now, for your consequences,
which will also help loosen Gwynn up.” She goes to a cabinet by her sex toy assortment and pulls out a strange
looking belt. She tells me to drop my pants and panties. She then makes me step into leg loops in the belt and
pulls it up to my waist. She squeezes my balls up into my abdomen and pushes my cock backwards between my
legs. She adjusts the belt and I hear a click and ratcheting sound as I feel a pressure down below. I look
down and am surprised to see a very flat front! Dr. Goodcome explains, “This is a special chastity belt. It
has your balls locked up inside your body and your cock safely tucked away, but in a manner that it can be
stimulated like a girl’s clitty. Until I say different, you are a girl. You will have to satisfy Gwynn as a
lesbian lover…and she the same to you. You will dress, act, and live like a woman. Every infraction will gain
you additional time as a woman, yes?” I blanch again, but nod. “GOOD! We understand each other. In a few
hours, Georgette will bring Gwynn back in here. She will likely seem different…but will still need a lot of
help accepting bisexual love. You will need to help reinforce that! Understood?” Again, I nod; a little white-
faced. She adds, “Georgette will now take you and get you prepared for your role as a woman. Once you are both
done, we have some more therapy to attend to…”
Georgette comes and gets me and we walk down a few hallways, winding up at a glass door. We enter through the
door and Georgette tells the receptionist that “she is the one” and “give her the works”. The receptionist
smiles at me and takes my hand as she leads me into the bowels of the operation. She deposits me on a sort of
lounge chair and disappears. A short few minutes later, a beautiful blonde comes in and greets me; telling me
to call her Gina. She looks at a chart and smiles as she says, “OK, Shauna, we are going to make you
beautiful!” I start to protest that my name is not ‘Shauna’, but know it is useless and go along with the
humiliation…
The first thing she does is wax my entire body. It hurts like HELL, but is over soon enough. She then tells me
to relax as she massages a soothing lotion into my skin. When she is done, I feel much better, but smell
heavily of lilacs. I rub my legs together and marvel at the smooth, sensual feeling of their hairlessness. She
smiles as she tells me that the lotion not only sooths and smooths, but will retard the hair growth
significantly.
Next, she attacks my eyebrows with a pair of tweezers. Again, it is over soon enough, but I don’t have the
heart to look, yet… After that, she makes up my face, explaining step-by-step what I need to do when
performing the deed by myself. As I ponder my face in the mirror, it is actually quite pretty made up as it
is, I feel her messing with my fingernails, I feel a cold sensation and look down. I see her applying a sort
of paste on them. As the paste is drying, she puts several coats of pink polish on my toenails. After the
paste has cured, she shapes, polishes and coats my new, half-inch long nails. When she is done, I have
perfectly squoval French manicured nails.
After the make-up session is finished, she glues D-cup breast-forms to my chest and puts a black, lacy satin
bra on me. It pulls the forms together creating maximum cleavage. The garter belt and black silk stockings go
back on, again with no panties over my faux flat front. A mid-length black dress with a slit all the way up
the skirt and maximum cleavage view rounds out the clothing, together with 3-inch red pumps. She then somehow
bonds a wig to my head. It is shoulder-length blonde hair, with red and pink highlights. She pulls it back
into a tight ponytail and adds a bejeweled hair-piece. A diamond necklace, bracelet, and girl’s watch round
out the ensemble.
I look at myself in the mirror in awe and shame as Georgette parades me back into the Doctor’s playroom. Gwynn
is already waiting and I gasp as I see her. She is SEXY! I have never seen her like this…she looks somehow
younger and she exudes sex appeal. I also note some things that are just not normal for Gwynn. Her nose and
naval are pierced, she has several sexy female tattoos, and she is a perfectly coiffed flaming red-head…with
pink and blonde highlights. She is wearing a black leather mini-skirt, a midriff baring halter, showing off
her naval piercing, and 6-inch heels over fishnet stockings and garter belt. Her make-up is heavy but perfect.
Gwynn is obviously shocked when she sees me, but then reacts…differently. I think she is turned on…REALLY
turned on!
Georgette leaves and Dr. Goodcome speaks up, “So, how do you feel, Shauna?” I know better than to argue the
name, so I just reply, “I feel silly to be honest. Is this really necessary?” Dr. Goodcome just smiles. She
looks over at Gwynn and asks, “What do you think of Shauna, Gwynn?” Gwynn is obviously conflicted. She seems
to be fighting several emotions. Finally, she sort of bursts out with a reply, “She is HOT! Can we play now?”
Something is not right here. THAT is not the Gwynn that I know! Again, Dr. Goodcome just smiles at Gwynn’s
question—then finally responds with a glance at the clock, “Our time is up for today. The two of you go on
home and report back to me tomorrow! Shauna, do NOT forget your vitamins!” I look at her incredulously. She
SERIOUSLY expected me to go home like THIS? “Oh, and come back as you currently are, EXACTLY as you are!”
Before we leave, she gives me another shot in each butt cheek, and one to Gwynn in each cheek, as well. She
then shoos us out as Georgette hands me a bag filled with make-up and other girly essentials.
The ride home is different. Gwynn giggles and seems more…immature than normal. She LOOKS 10 years younger; she
also is ACTING it. She seems to be struggling with the sexual feelings she is having. She seems to want me, as
I am, but also thinks it is wrong. As for me…well…I feel completely silly and humiliated, but SO turned on by
the new Gwynn!