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His nipples looked swollen and puffy. "They've got a hardness under the nipple that's real touchy. I don't know what to do???"

He looked thinner, almost frail.

He explained that it would take several years to be completely develop.

I said, "Are you crazy? How did they talk you into this?” "The doctor said my male hormones hadn't started to change me much yet. He has a lot of patients like me who for one reason or another, don't want to encourage their male development. He said my career as a model would be over if I grew a beard. I like the money for the modeling; I need it for school. It's been three months. I'm only on light doses now. He wants me to gradually build the dose over a year, that way my body thinks its 'puberty'...only this time as a girl. I won't get a beard as long as I take the pills. My skin is softer too.'

"Let me see more," I was fascinated.

He lowered the towel more. With his chest forward, his nipples stuck out about an inch. Not much, but his aureolas were a dark pink and about the size of silver dollars. The soft small points looked like they should be on a 13 year old girl. I gasp, "They're so big!"

"They are real sore too, it's part of the budding process. Every morning in the shower I use a breast pump on the nipples. My doctor said it helps stretch the skin and makes them appear fuller.

"How are you going to hide them from the guys in college?"

"I'm not taking a gym class. Our pictures are going to be better than ever. Feel this."

I touched his small breasts, at first with my fingertips then cupped one in my hand. They were warm and firm. The nipple responded to the touch, shriveling up into a hard ball. Under each breast was a hardness. Kelly explained that it was a breast bud gland. "If I continue on the current dose, it will make me more feminine, keep my voice high, add some weight around my hips and of course 'small titties'. If I go to the next dosage level, my breasts would grow bigger, probably making a bra necessary. My fat

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structure would change and they would become soft and full."

Then he added again almost apologetically, "I was going to start getting a beard soon.

one.

He went to his purse, pulled out a bottle of pills, taking

"Kelly, I don't know...breasts are hard to hide. You'll be the only boy in school who has tits."

Kelly threw his head back and pushed out his chest, and said, "Do they look too big now?"

I carefully put my hand on one of Kelly's protruding nipples. The warm swelling wasn't a trick, nor was it just an outgrowth of fat. This jutting out was an obvious "filling out", like small seeds pressing against the ground surface, hoping to blossom.

Could Kelly really sprout breasts capable of comparison to a girls?

My heart was pounding. I sensed danger in what I was thinking. The mixture of these pills penetrating his body cells would change him. They would hinder the evolution of his body toward manhood and steer it toward that of a female.

I watched Kelly curling his long hair. He took pleasure shedding his masculinity, embracing the fertilization of his femininity. Allowing his body cells to be penetrated, Kelly was passively embracing the disintegration and interruption of his maleness.

Even with no makeup, Kelly was not able to hide his girlishness, and now his chest. . . .