It has everything a normal Operating Room would have. Anesthetics, Oxygen, you know the works." He smiled coyly. " The only thing is, that no one has ...gotten hurt yet so how am i supposed to see if it works?" He walks to the other side of her and pulls on the straps across her stomach making sure they where tight. "That is where you come in my dear. We're going to play doctor.. " His smile sent goosebumps over her neck and made her begin to panic. "What are you talking about you fucking psycho!. She removed the man’s undershirt (Robby’s!!) she was wearing, and examined herself nude. Her hair was strawberry blonde and cut short. Her eyes were bright, cheerful and slightly upturned at the corners. Ruefully, she admitted that if she looked carefully, she could see tiny crows feet. Her nose was nicely proportioned to the rest of her face, and her moderately full lips framed a smile composed of white even teeth. Her cheekbones were high–she had been a real beauty in her day–and her chin. What else can she do?They’d gotten to the “spare key” stage pretty early, so she was waiting in his place for him to get home. She had spent the day eating the food in his fridge and hiding from the midsummer heat, because she didn’t handle heat very well, her body not being designed for shedding it. That was the principle: tall and skinny, sheds heat well, short and plump, you come from the subarctic. Still, though, she’s willing to make a sacrifice for him. She’s wearing her most formal. I called and made a quick appointment with mystylist. Just ask for Jean and she'll know what I want done. I'll behome at the regular time, and I know you will not have the usual amountof time to do your chores, but do your best. See you later."It was obvious what she had in mind now. If she had listened to Elise Iknew I was in for more feminizing. It was a short drive to her salon,and soon I was standing in front of the counter. The place was justabout empty, only two ladies were there..