Sissy's Marvelous Pussy, Pt. 02

Dear Reader,

Nurse Amy leads pantywaist Stacey deeper into the intimacies of feminine life. An admirer gives Stacey sexy lingerie in the conclusion of our fable.

Sincerely,

Whippet

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The next morning Nurse helped me get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. I was shocked when I saw my reflection in the mirror.

"I look horrible, Nurse Amy. I can't let anyone see me like this!" I said as I started crying.

Nurse dried my eyes with a tissue and then she explained.

"You're sensitive about your looks because you're becoming a woman, Stacey. Ladies naturally want to be pretty."

"But what are those ugly little specks all over my face?"

"Those are your skin pores, Dear. They've been there all along but you didn't notice them when you were a man. We girls use foundation cream to hide them. I'll show you how to use makeup next time I'm here."

"You don't understand, Nurse Amy," I said in an anxious voice. "Doctor Maitland will be making his rounds this afternoon, and I want to look my best for him."

"Has someone got a crush on their doctor?" teased Nurse.

I felt myself blush and didn't answer.

"He is kind of cute, Stacey. I don't blame you, Dear."

"Could I please get made up before he sees me, Nurse Amy?" I begged.

"Alright, Sweetie, we'll do that next but now I am going to teach you to douche. We want your vagina to be clean and sweet smelling when Doctor examines you, don't we? Now, please sit on the bidet for me."

I lifted my gown, sat and spread my legs apart.

"Did you change your tampon last night as I asked you, Stacey?"

"Yes, Nurse Amy. At first the applicator wouldn't go in. So, I pretended that I was a bride on her wedding night. Then it penetrated me easily."

"Very good, Stacey. Now show me how you remove your tampon."

I relaxed myself, pulled steadily on the string and the tampon slid out smoothly. Then I wrapped it neatly in toilet tissue and dropped it in the waste bin.

"I'm proud of you, Dear!" exclaimed Nurse. "You're learning feminine hygiene."

I felt proud, too!

"Now I'm going to douche you, Stacey."

I had always been fascinated by douche bottles and their long vaginal nozzles. How exciting to have one in my own pussy!

Nurse mixed lilac scented solution in the plastic bottle and then gently inserted the nozzle inside me. When she squeezed the bottle I felt a stream of liquid rush up inside my poonie. After the liquid drained out Nurse rinsed my pussy lips with warm water and dried my muff with a soft cotton towel.

"Thank you, Nurse Amy!" I gushed. "I feel so clean! Now can we do my makeup, please?"

"Of course, Dear," she said. "There are cosmetics here in the medicine cabinet."

Nurse started with foundation to hide my pores. Then she applied coral lipstick, glittery eye shadow, dark liner and mascara. I nearly fainted when I saw my pretty face in the mirror.

"Thank you, Nurse Amy!" I squealed with delight.

"I'm glad you like it, Dear. Shall we do something fancy with your hair too?"

"Yes please, Nurse Amy! What do you suggest?"

"It's long enough for an updo, Sweetie. How about a beehive?"

"I'd love that!" I said excitedly.

Nurse coiled my hair up onto of my head, fixed it in place with bobbie pins and then applied hair spray.

"How do you like it, Stacey?" asked Nurse holding the mirror for me.

It was amazing and Nurse had even put a cute little ribbon bow in the front.

"I love it, Nurse Amy. It makes me feel so girlie!"

"I'm glad you like it, Dear," she replied. "Now I'd better scoot before your boyfriend gets here," she said with a grin.

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I primped my hair and touched up my lip gloss a dozen times as I nervously awaited Doctor Maitland's visit. When Doctor finally arrived he looked at me and blinked.

"Who's the pretty girl in Stacey's bed?" he joked.

I tried to be reserved and ladylike but instead I giggled like a teenager.

"It's me, silly!"

"Seriously, Stacey? You're quite lovely!" he responded.

Doctor's admiration gave me goosebumps and delicious feminine sensations swept through my body.

"Thank you, Doctor Maitland," I said gratefully.

"Of course, Stacey," he replied. "Now, do you have any questions about your new vagina?"

"I do, Doctor Maitland," I replied nervously.

"What is it, Stacey?"

"Do I have a clitoris, Doctor?" I asked bashfully.

"Of course you do, Stacey. Would you like me to help you find it?"

"Yes please, Doctor" I replied with embarrassment.

"Give me your hand, Stacey, and I'll show you."

Doctor drew my hand past my belly and between my thighs. Then he touched my fingers to a little raised spot.

"That's your clitoral hood, Stacey, and the clitoris itself is hiding underneath. When you become sexually aroused the clitoris grows and pushes past the hood."

"Oh!" I said with wonder.

"I'll show you how it works, Stacey. I'm going to stroke your vagina and that will make your clitoris stand up."

Doctor lubricated his middle finger and then gently massaged my pussy lips. The stimulation was delightfully erotic in a way that I had never known before.

"How does that make you feel, Stacey?"

"It makes me want more, Doctor Maitland!" I squealed.

Doctor continued stroking and my passion grew stronger. Soon I was panting and I felt hot all over.

"Now touch yourself again, Stacey."

I placed my finger where the clitoral hood had been. My clitty was there, standing erect like a tiny penis!

"I found it, Doctor!" I chirped joyfully.

"That's wonderful, Stacey," he replied. "I have to finish my rounds now but I'll come back tonight when my work is done. Then we'll continue where we left off. Okay?"

"I can hardly wait, Doctor!" I said with butterflies in my stomach.

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Doctor returned that evening with a gift-wrapped box in his hand. Inside was the cutest baby doll nightgown I had ever seen. The sheer pink material was decorated with ribbons and bows, while the hem and puff sleeves were embellished with Chantilly lace.

"Thank you, Doctor Maitland!" I said enthusiastically. "I love it!"

Doctor looked away as I changed from my hospital gown to the sexy nightie. Then he sat on my bed and kissed me deeply. I placed one hand gently on the nape of his neck and the other on his shoulder like girls do in the movies.

"Are you ready for me to make a woman of you, Stacey?" he asked hopefully.

"Yes, Doctor. Please!" I answered happily as I parted my legs.

When Doctor lay on top of me, I was thrilled to feel his weight pinning me down.

"Give me a hand job, Stacey," he ordered.

I lubed my hand and then nervously reached between his legs and gently fondled his willy. It lengthened magically as I pumped and soon it was as stiff as wooden dowel.

Then Doctor placed his hard rod against pussy lips. I eagerly surrendered myself and he penetrated me in one powerful thrust. The sensation of his big warm cock filling my coochie was sublime!

"Are you alright, Stacey?" he asked considerately.

"Oh yes, Doctor Maitland!" I answered. "I've never been better!"

Doctor screwed me slowly at first and then increased the tempo as our passion grew. My heart raced as he pounded me harder and harder. Heavenly sensations engulfed me and I experienced the feminine rapture that I had always dreamed of. I climaxed euphorically when Doctor filled me with his jizz.

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When Nurse Amy arrived the next day she gazed at me quizzically.

"You look like the cat who ate the canary," she said with a bemused smile. "What is it, Stacey?"

"Doctor Maitland came to see me," I said evasively.

"He does that every day, Dear. Did something happen this time?" she probed.

I could feel myself blushing and I was unable to speak.

Nurse sat next to me on the bed and took my hands in hers.

"Come on, Stacey. Girlfriends share secrets. Now spill," she said with a warm smile.

I sat up and whispered in Nurse's ear.

"We did it!" I said.

Nurse looked at me in disbelief.

"You did IT?!" she repeated a little too loudly.

"Yes, and it was wonderful, Nurse Amy!"

"Well, Stacey!" she replied in amazement. "Shall I tell Judge Lee that you don't need my services anymore?"

"Please don't, Nurse Amy," I implored. "There's so much more I want to learn about being a woman."

Nurse Amy was so pleased with my request that she hugged me tenderly and kissed my forehead.

"I'll be happy to continue teaching you, Stacey."

Then she said, "Let's start by discussing how far a girl should go on the first date."

Nurse seemed serious and I feared a scolding.

Then she grinned mischievously.

"Kidding!" she said with a chuckle.

We laughed out loud until our sides ached.

I love being a girl!

The End

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