Sissy Has Lady Bits, Pt. 03

Dear Reader,

In Part 2, Mark and his buddy Tom double dated and both had a marvelous nights of romance. Mark surrendered to his woman Sidney and Tom gave it up to Katherine on their first date. While it had been great fun at the time, Mark and Tom were now worried about being pregnant.

As a reminder, this is a new kind of story for me where women are born with penises and men have vaginas. The males face some traditionally female challenges. I hope you like it.

Sincerely,

Whippet

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I phoned Tom on Monday morning to see how he was doing.

"Great, Mark," he said happily. "Katherine came over last night and balled the hell out of me!"

"Did you use protection this time?" I asked. "Oh yeah, dude, she brought a box of rubbers and used all of them."

"Wow, man, Katherine's a real stud!"

"Yeah, dude, I'll do anything to keep this one!"

"I don't blame you," I said enthusiastically and then added, "Can you meet me for lunch, bro?"

We met at a veggie restaurant near where Tom works. He arrived wearing a super cute yellow sundress, shading himself under a lace trimmed umbrella and strutting on 5-inch pointy-toed stilettos.

"Well, aren't you the little minx today?" I said with admiration.

"I'm feeling so girly now that Katherine is banging me," he admitted candidly. "You're looking very sexy, too, dude."

That made me smile. I was wearing a chartreuse bodycon dress and 6-inch heels.

We made small talk and ignored the elephant in the room. Tom told me that he had begun using a depilatory cream on his beard and breast hairs. I must say that his skin looked more radiant without the heavy beard concealer he had been using. We put off the important conversation until after we had eaten. Tom was looking in his compact mirror and touching up his lipstick when I broke the ice.

"I hate to bring this up, Tom," I said, "but are you going to have a pregnancy test?"

"Yeah, dude, I guess so," he replied, "but don't we have to wait a few days?"

"Four days, man. Four long and worrisome days," I sighed.

"Don't sweat it, dude," he replied. "We're probably not preggers. The women only rode us bareback one night."

Pregnancy test kits are not sold where Tom and I live, so we needed doctor appointments. I was too shy to phone, so Tom scheduled visits for both of with a gynecologist on Friday afternoon.

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When Tom and I entered the office suite of Doctor Suzanne Cohen, the receptionist logged us in and gave us cups to pee in. We returned our samples and then sat together in the waiting room, browsing maternity magazines. I could hardly believe the huge bellies on the expectant men in the pictures. They also had boobies as large as size B!

After a while a very pregnant gentleman waddled in wearing a rose colored tent dress. We exchanged pleasantries with him and learned that he was due in three weeks. Then the doctor's nurse, Bethany, came and fetched me ahead of Tom. He mouthed 'good luck' and winked as Nurse led me to the consultation room. I was so nervous!

Doctor Cohen invited me to sit in a straight back chair in front of her desk. She was an older woman with white hair and a solemn countenance. After scanning my paperwork she looked at me over her reading glasses and spoke.

"The test results indicate that you're pregnant, young man" she said in a matter of fact way. "I hope that's what you wanted to hear."

I was happy, sad and emotional all at the same time. When tears welled up in my eyes, Doctor pushed a box of tissue across her desk for me.

"I'm not sure," I said through my tears and then added, "I'm single."

"That does make your situation more difficult," she replied. Then she told me about the bodily and psychological changes that gentlemen usually experience during the first trimester. After hearing about morning sickness, fatigue and mood swings, I was even more upset than before. Finally, she informed me that her colleague, Doctor Wertz, would perform a gynecological exam and she called for Nurse Bethany to lead me down the hall to another room.

"I'm going to give you a little wash before Doctor Wertz sees you, dear," said Nurse. "Please disrobe from the waist down while I prepare the solution."

I removed my lavender circle skirt and panties but left my crotchless pantyhose on. I was very embarrassed by my nakedness when Nurse Bethany returned with the douche.

"That's a good boy," said Nurse encouragingly. "Now, I want you to sit on the bidet and spread your legs for me.

I went from being embarrassed to mortified when Nurse Bethany inserted the nipple of her douche bottle into my pussy. She squeezed the solution up inside me and then allowed it to drain out while she retrieved a second bottle.

"This is just a rinse, Markie," she informed me as she inserted and squeezed again. "Let that drain and then we'll get you up on the table for your exam." When the dripping stopped, Nurse Bethany gently dried my vulva with a soft cotton towel.

The table that she referred to was a gynecological inspection station. There were stirrups at one end to hold the gentleman's feet up high and to spread his legs wide apart while he lay on his back. Nurse Bethany helped me onto the table and guided my feet into the stirrups. "Doctor Wertz will be in to see you shortly," she said with a smile.

I was spreadeagle with my snatch on display and I had never felt so exposed!

When Doctor Wertz arrived she greeted me pleasantly and then glanced at my charts. She was a young woman with lovely auburn hair and a steady gaze. I was instantly attracted to her.

Doctor put her surgical mask over her nose and mouth, and moved around to the foot of the table. She bent her head toward my crotch and examined me with her lighted magnifier spectacles. That was unnerving enough but I shrieked when she touched my vulva. Doctor came around the table to face me and put a comforting hand on my shoulder.

"I sense that you're a rather nervous gentleman," she said. "May I offer you something to help with that?"

When I gratefully accepted, she injected a sedative in my arm and allowed it to take effect. I soon felt much calmer and more relaxed. When Doctor Wertz returned she asked whether I was less nervous and I replied that I wasn't nervous at all. I was also feeling a greater attraction toward Doctor and my clitty began tingling pleasantly.

"Good," she said with a smile. Then she held up a shiny metal object that she had been holding. "This instrument is called a speculum. Do you know what that is, Markie?" I did not.

"The speculum will hold your vulva open and allow me to look inside your vagina," she explained. "There are two rounded stainless steel blades and scissor-like handles. The dull blades are closed and inserted into the gentleman's opening. Then the blades are slowly spread apart by squeezing the handle. That will dilate you so that I can see inside your birth canal."

Normally, I would have panicked at the thought of having steel blades pushed inside me, but the sedative was doing its job. I felt very secure in Dr. Wertz's care too.

Doctor took her place at the foot of the table again and gently separated my pussy lips with her lubricated fingertips. Then she positioned the steel blades at my vulva and applied light pressure. I felt myself tensing up and asked her to stop. She came around the table to face me again.

"It's alright, sweetie," she said warmly. "Sometimes a sedative isn't enough and it helps if the doctor gives the gentleman a little massage. May we try that?"

I eagerly accepted her offer. Doctor Wertz called in Nurse Bethany and gave her the speculum to hold. Then she began slowing stroking my labia.

Doctor's gentle ministrations were wonderfully sensual and I soon began moaning. This was no ordinary massage, I realized, it was medical masturbation. A wonderful sissy excitement took hold of me as Doctor continued stroking.

I tried to stay composed in front of these two women whom I didn't even know. Doctor's touch was so delightful though that my arousal grew stronger. When she moved her fingertips to my clitty, the marvelous feeling turned to euphoria and I orgasmed explosively. I managed to stifle a scream but I was sure that Doctor and Nurse knew that I had climaxed.

"Now I'm going to put two fingers inside you, dear, and follow that with the speculum" said Doctor. "Try to stay relaxed."

"Yes, Doctor," I said, attempting to keep emotion out of my voice. By now I was starving for penetration of any kind.

Doctor inserted one finger from each hand inside me and gently pulled open my hoo-ha. Then she spoke to Nurse Bethany.

"Put the blades in very slowly, Nurse, but don't open them. When they're inside him I'll take the handles."

I felt the blades penetrate me as Doctor removed her fingers from my pussy. Then she took the speculum from Nurse. As she worked the handles I felt the blades distending me.

"I need to open you up a little wider, Markie. Try to stay calm."

"I'll try, Doctor," I replied obediently.

I felt discomfort mixed with anxiety when Doctor worked the speculum handles again. My pussy was definitely stretched wider than when Sidney screwed me. I gritted my teeth and held my breath as she continued operating the device.

"There. You're open wide enough now, Markie," Doctor said, to my relief. "Breath and relax."

Nurse Bethany came to my side and said, "You're doing fine, Markie." Then she held my hand to comfort me.

Doctor peered inside me with her illuminated magnifier glasses. Then she inserted a small mirror, like those dentists use, and looked around some more. After she finished examining me, Doctor slowly allowed the speculum blades to close and then withdrew the instrument from my vagina. I sighed with relief.

Doctor Wertz came to my side, smiled down on me and said, "Your birth canal is very healthy, Markie, and your examination is over. The sedative will take a while to wear off though, so you won't be able to drive right away."

I told Doctor that I had a ride and said that I was sorry for climaxing earlier. She said not to apologize for the orgasm. Then she smiled wryly and admitted to purposely making me cum so that I'd want to be penetrated. When she left the room, Nurse removed my feet from the stirrups and helped me down off the table. She said there might be a little bleeding and asked whether I needed a panty liner.

I put a Kotex Lightdays pad in my knickers. Then I dressed and returned to the waiting room. Tom wasn't there. So, I sat with my aching pussy and pondered my future. When Tom finally returned he looked dejected.

"Are you knocked up, too, man?" I asked.

"Yeah, dude," he replied. "Let's get out of here. I need a beer."

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This story will be continued.