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CLINIC

by Lisa and Lorna

Chris accepted some white wine as they talked about what he had been doing since his arrival. very pleasant dinner followed, Chris savoring the hominess of the situation as they ate and talked. The after-dinner sherry was a perfect ending to a perfect meal, and the conversation continued about anything and everything far into the evening.

Finally, Chris noticed the late hour. "I better be going, Andrea," he remarked sadly. "I've really enjoyed our little reunion. And I'm sorry about sounding so ungrateful earlier. I truly appreciate all you've done for me, you know. Thanks." He hugged her affectionately.

"You're welcome, " she whispered in his ear before they seperated, willingly returning his embrace. "Now, you better be going."

Holding Andrea close, her firm breasts pressing against his sensitive chest, reminded Chris of the 'problem' that he had wanted to ask her about. "Before I leave, I'd like to know when can see you in a professional capacity? I've got a well, a small problem I need your advise about."

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"Oh? Well, now is as good a time as any, if you don't mind missing a little more sleep." eyed him intently. "What is it?"

"Well," he said with some embarrassment. "I've got these funny feelings in my chest, and there are lumps there."

"Why don't you come back in and I'll have a quick look." She showed him into a small examination room that might have once been a bedroom. "Please remove your blouse," she directed.

Chris stripped to the waist without further coaxing. He flinched at their tenderness when Dr. Smith's fingers examined the small firm mounds, then the highly sensitive swollen nipples. He could not decide if her probings hurt or felt nice. Dr. Smith was finished in just a few minutes and Chris retrieved his clothes.

She said, "Chris, you've said that you wear these feminine clothes, panties, pantihose, girdles, blouses, and have even had your hair restyled in a distinctively feminine fashion, all at the insistance of your friends. All this so that you would fit in and to avoid problems with the patients. Am I right?"

"Yes," Chris nodded agreement. "But what does that have to do with my chest?" He gave her a puzzled look.

"It appears that, since your clothing and appearance have taken on more feminine characteristics

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well, your body has decided to do its part." She took a couple of deep breaths. "Chris, for some strange reason your body hás begun developing feminine breasts! They already have the texture and contours of a girl in her early teens. The swelling masses and the sensitive nipples are unmistakable signs of a girl's progress toward womanhood."

"Oh, my god!" He had to swallow to push his heart down out of his throat. "But why?"

"I can't be sure without doing a series of tests. We could do them if you wish, but it may be as simply as a hormone imbalance caused by your constant contact exclusively with women. As long

as you stay here, you needn't worry about it." "But," he asked, "this hormone thing? Isn't it kinda strange? I mean, why would my body do that just because I'm surrounded by women all the time." "And those

"I don't know," she admitted.