Bridget, unmoved by my plight, removed a clamp from the top of the hose and began to apply gentle pressure to the plastic bag between her fingers. Str...ange feelings started deep inside my bowels, and then I registered an ever-increasing pressure on my bladder. My eyes widened and I gasped. The pressure quickly mounted, the urge to pee from earlier returned. But it didn’t stop there. It rose and rose, until I felt my bladder would burst and short stabs of pain made my tummy ripple and my hips. "This is medical adhesive, the type they use in surgery. I'm going tomanipulate you a bit and see what we can do."I felt her hand on me as she pushed, held, then glued. My penis waspushed up inside of me as were my testicles, and the skin from my sacfolded and glued in place. When mom was done she gave me a mirror, andstill on my back, I looked. She had created what looked like a normal,healthy, vagina, complete with labial folds!"The doctor said that you might experience some initial. I asked for a glass of water. She said, “You can walk around and feel like home. You can get it yourself,” showing me the dining table.Now we got settled on a sofa sitting next to each other. I was telling her how good she looked while walking towards me a while ago. Saree was a perfect fit for her. I started a bit of flirting for which she was smiling and laughing at times.Now, I took my bag and gave her a nice gift packed lingerie set. She gave me a hug in return for getting it and asked me. I’m very proud of you for having the willpower to resist him.”“Thank you, but really, I couldn’t have done it without your encouragement. A week ago, I never would have passed on the opportunity. I have a big problem with confidence, as I’m sure you’ve figured out.”“Hey,” Jess said, “give yourself credit. I think you can handle more than you realize.”“Maybe...” Emma said. “Actually, speaking of confidence...” She trailed off.“Go ahead, what is it?” Jess prodded.“At the beginning of next week, I.