RANSVESTIA

Nevertheless there seemed to be a waning interest in sex. The ability to get an erection seemed to be getting more difficult than before. I thought it was just in my mind-where it partially was-not in the body-where in actuality most of it lay as the body changed. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

I called the doctor and he said he could see me that afternoon. And so I went to see him. As I entered, he greeted me most warmly.

"Ah, good afternoon, Miss Walker. My, but you do look lovely. Have you just been to an electrologist?"

"Why, the make-up is good, but it hardly covers the redness to the expert eye. But yes, now what did you want? You mentioned your breasts to be growing still."

"Uh, yes, doctor, there seems to be no abatement. They are quite sensitive. The nipples have become most sensitive and the growth is getting to be most pronounced."

"Well, let us take a look and see," and he asked me to disrobe- completely. I got down to panties and bra when I donned the gown. When I came out he asked me to take these off also. When I did he commented on the shape of my figure. He felt the breasts with some "hmm" and "uh huh" commentary. When he was done he had me get dressed again. Again I took the battery of tests. Actually they were more for show than anything else, but I did not know that then. We then sat opposite each other in his office.

"Well, Miss Walker, you seem to have a hormonal imbalance. There are no outward symptoms to show what is causing it. I think that it would be best to let it run its course. Again I suppose I could give you something to counter it if you wish. It would, however, cause a degree of hirsute, or hair, development. I believe in your profession that would not be advisable. However, I'd like you to check in regularly so we can chart your, uh, progress."

"Then there's nothing particularly wrong with me, doctor?"

"Nothing that I can find yet. We could run more extensive tests if you wish, but they would be expensive and probably would also tell us nothing more. It's up to you."

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