Roxanne (The Extreme Body Mod Clinic)

Chapter 3

Valentine

 The nurse took the opportunity to show her the clinic and explained that it was on four underground floors connected by elevators.

It was completely autonomous and self-sufficient, the air purification systems guaranteed a healthy and sterile environment. At that moment the clinic housed other people, both nurses and patients, and who would have known them at the right time.

The warm air of the room did not cause her discomfort, even if she was completely naked and barefoot. The nurse walked in front of her trudging over the tall stilts and seemed to have her bare legs under her lab coat.

As she walked, the pendants hooked to her nipples rocked and gave her a strange sensation, as of excitement. He noted with pleasure that the pain had diminished significantly.

They arrived at the door of what would become his room, a fairly large and comfortable room.

A double bed was placed in the center of the wall, fitted wardrobes to its right, a small bathroom on the left side and many mirrors on the walls.

The clothes I found in the closet were quite traditional. In addition to the traditional nurse gowns he would have worn for his new job, he found well-made clothes, fine and expensive fabrics.

Silk shirts, tight miniskirts, overalls in stretch fabric.

I found an assortment of nylon stockings of various colors and designs but not even shadow of pantyhose.

The nurse explained to him that the doctor preferred suspenders over tights.

The shoes were invariably with the heel of at least 12 cm. and he also saw a couple like those of the nurse, with a frightening heel.

Roxanne wondered if she had managed to walk in those shoes.

I found open sandals, black patent leather shoes, dress shoes, boots, all of his size and all strictly with high heels.

There was also a pair of thigh-length boots with sturdy metal ankle rings and a pair of dangerous-looking spurs.

The linen instead was a real surprise, I did not find even a pair of traditional panties or bras but a sample of black leather or rubber garments of the most disparate styles.

For some specimens he could not even understand how to wear them.

In a closet department there was a series of erotic accessories of mysterious use.

Hanging in the closet there were also transparent rubber suits so thin as to appear impalpable, they were made of the same material as condoms, without joints and in one piece.

An opening on the back made it possible to insert the body inside and the extreme elasticity provided to adapt the membrane to the body without creases and unsightly wrinkles.

The rubber sheath was built to cover the body, legs, arms, hands and head without leaving a single inch of skin uncovered.

In correspondence with the breasts, there were prepared large bags that could accommodate and wrap the most busty breasts. The only openings were those for breathing and one at the pubic level. The adhesive back closure hermetically sealed the suit.

He also saw a bodice with a metallic appearance as it was golden. He touched it and found that it was actually rigid as metal. The waistline was incredibly tight and the rear locking hooks tightened it like a vice.

A vast series of artificial phalluses of exaggerated dimensions was arranged on one of the shelves of the wardrobe.

He also saw balls connected by a thread, suction cups, gags, dilation tools, muzzles, tweezers, and a whole series of tools for sadomasochistic practices.

The nurse showed him all his new dowry and to help him understand how to wear some particular accessories, he agreed to undress and try them on herself.

Roxanne observes with interest the white-skinned woman who confided to him that her name is Valentine.

He took off his lab coat and exhibited a perfect body, full at the right but not fat point, a prosperous breast with large and dark nipples adorned with two gold rings.

The extreme pallor of her skin further highlighted when she was naked.

He did not wear a bra, but obviously he didn't need one. The breasts, despite their size, remained erect in their place.

He wore light pink socks, slightly darker than white skin, supported by two strips of elastic material attached to gold rings inserted under the skin at the height of the hips.

The rather bizarre detail attracted Roxanne's attention.

Valentine did not bother with those metal pieces inserted under his skin.

On the contrary, when he noticed Roxanne's amazement, he slipped his fingers in it and lightly said:

- The doctor likes to play every now and then. He implanted my rings a long time ago and now I consider them part of myself. The skin has healed so well around them thanks to the organic resin that you have seen use during the operation that do not bother me or hurt me at all.

Over time you will discover that it is easy to get used to the accessories that the doctor can insert into your body and how pleasant it is to be equipped with it. They allow you unthinkable sexual games.

You must know that one of the treatments you underwent after the operation is the one that has sharpened and developed your sexual desires. Even if for now you have not noticed, your psyche has been modified in harmony with your body. You are now a fabulous sex toy.

As Valentine spoke, Roxanne noticed that the woman's belly showed a slight bulge in the lower part. Under his coat he wore a transparent rubber slip closed by a belt at the waist.

After unhooking the belt and turning the bottom upside down, the nurse fumbled 'a little with something that Roxanne at first with clothes' what it was and stood staring at her with a startled look when she saw a large object come out of her vagina.

After the delicate operation he saw that attached to the brief there was an elongated sphere as big as a melon, equipped with a pump that allowed further inflation.

Another rubber egg the size of a tennis ball was hidden in the anal cavity.

Valentine gently ejected that too and took off the slip with the two monstrous eggs attached. She explained that the doctor forced her to wear them continuously to keep the anal sphincter and vagina dilated, as she was carrying out special treatments on her.

Roxanne understood that Valentine's swaying gait was not only due to the height of the heels but above all to those objects she wore in her private parts.

The nurse took off her high-heeled shoes and when she did, it seemed like she was getting off a stool. Without heels, the stature of the woman was less than that of Roxanne.

He unhooked the socks from the garters and remained completely naked apart from the gold rings that hung from the nipples and the hooks of the garters inserted under the skin.

It was a little ridiculous with those rubber straps dangling from the rings inserted into the skin of the hips, but Roxanne made no comment.

In the vein of confessions, Valentine told her that the first experiments of insertion of prosthesis the doctor had carried out on her who at that time was his assistant and was a boy.

Her transformation into a woman was a consequence of the fact that the penile replacement operation did not succeed and rather to remain completely devoid of sexual organs, Robert (her real name) agreed 'to be transformed forever into a woman.

With the subsequent operations, the doctor reduced muscle mass, lightened the too pronounced bony parts, made his body particularly thin and delicate, suitable for a female body.

With various plastic surgeries he built the vulva, gave him prosperous breasts, a strong complete hormonal treatment, the transformation and Valentine was born.

Although he had no particular homosexual tendencies as a man, he accepted the change of sex without regrets and began to appreciate his new physique, especially the bizarre details that the doctor occasionally invented, such as suspender rings.

Roxanne was not particularly surprised by the revelations because she had already imagined the truth. Valentine looked too artificial to be an authentic woman.

He congratulated himself for the excellent results of the operations, as he really looked like a beautiful woman.

Valentine also revealed to him that not all experiments were successful, and that unfortunately she did not possess a penis or Roxanne's transformable physique.

In addition, the chemicals tested by the doctor had destroyed melanin, his skin had become completely white and had lost all his hair.

So saying he took off his wig and exhibited a shiny skull like Roxanne's.

Her wigless appearance was even more alien but no less pleasant. It looked like a creature out of a spaceship.

Valentine explained that all the experiments of the techniques applied to Roxanne had undergone her before and some failed.

She showed Roxanne her vagina, pulled her lips outward and her pink skin stretched without tearing up to her thighs. The inside of the vulva of a beautiful light pink showed the juices that impregnated it.

Then he took the therapeutic oxygen cylinder, a large steel cylinder with rounded ends half a meter long and 20 centimeters wide, from the medical cabinet of the bathroom, sat on the edge of the bed and began to insert it inside the vagina .

Slowly but without difficulty the cylinder entered almost completely. Only the valve protruded outside giving the impression of possessing a metallic phallus.

Her belly swelled at the navel, demonstrating the exceptional capacity and elasticity of the vagina.

His breathless breathing and sobs made his excitement evident

while with his hands he pulled and pushed the cylinder in and out with a mechanical movement. Lying on the bed with her legs open, with the cylinder protruding from the vulva, she explained that the experiments to make the skin she had undergone elastic had caused her excessive elasticity and now to be able to feel that she had something between her legs monstrous sized organs needed.

The doctor had even modified her pubic bone to increase the maximum dilation even further and lately she couldn't find an artificial phallus big enough to satisfy her.

Given the assortment of phallic prostheses in her closet, she was quite amazed and wondered what size the fake cock must have in order to satisfy it.

Roxanne sat astride the bed, slowly pulled the can from her vagina which came out wet with vaginal juice and instead put her fingers in it and then her hand.

This entered without difficulty into the antrum lubricated up to the wrist, pushed more and arrived to insert the arm up to the elbow. Although the walls of the vagina adhered and adapted to her arm, they were so elastic and lubricated that it could move up and down effortlessly.

He tried to insert the other hand, pushed again and found his parallel arms inserted in the vagina up to the elbow.

Roxanne looked down at Valentine's beautiful face, which was now full of excitement and writhing in the frenzy of desire.

He spread his arms and gave him a movement of coming and going.

The opening of Valentine's vagina was now 25 cm in diameter. and Roxanne was sure she could enlarge it further without difficulty.

He removed his arms and approached with his face, the liquids dripping from the excited vagina had the acrid smell typical of the woman in heat. With his hands he grabbed the edges of the vaginal lips and dilated them towards the thighs. The skin stretched as if it were rubber and Valentine, instead of screaming in pain, groaned convulsively

- Yes ... yes ... penetrate me again, please, if you wish you can dilate me again.

He stuck his mouth into that wide crack and found the clitoris he began to suck it.

It was the size of a finger and Roxanne sucked it and nibbled it with taste and horniness.

I looked for the anal sphincter and slipped two fingers into it.

As expected, the meat ring gave way easily at the pressure of his hand. Pushing, he slipped it gently inside. The sphincter closed around his wrist and Roxanne noticed that there was no trace of stool inside the rectum. Valentine, in a strong excitement, took Roxanne by the shoulders and began to pull her back and forth.

Roxanne understood his unspoken desire, looked at the woman's pleading eyes and decided that she had to try to satisfy her.

Taking courage, I took a deep breath and rested my head on Valentine's vagina, pushing carefully.

His skull first offered some resistance, but when he managed to widen the vaginal opening enough, his bald head began to slide in without difficulty and Roxanne felt the moist mucous membrane of the internal vagina flow over her forehead, on the eyes and nose.

Her face was completely wrapped in the moist, smooth flesh of Valentine's vagina which had a violent spasm of pleasure arching her legs.

The abundant secretions inside the vagina entered her nose and eyes, but she kept pushing her head inside.

He took one last breath of air and with a strong push his mouth and chin completely entered the vagina and his shoulders slammed on Valentine's thighs.

She felt her vaginal lips close around her neck and thought she was suffocating but at that moment Valentine pulled her by the shoulders and her head came out with a snap.

The head and her face were impregnated with Valentine's vaginal juices, she breathed and plunged her head back into the abyss of the vagina with a plunger movement.

The gold chain that connected the earlobes and the brilliants that he wore to the nose did not seem to disturb Valentine.

Valentine screamed with pleasure as she slipped and pulled Roxanne's head into her capable vagina.

He had a powerful orgasm and let himself fall backwards on the bed while Roxanne with her head totally sunk inside the vagina, struggled to free herself from that suffocating embrace.

At that moment he noticed that he still had his right hand inserted in Valentine's anus and tried to open it. Through the thin layer of skin that divided the rectum from the vulva he could feel his hand move and touch her face as though through a glove.

The warm embrace of Valentina's vagina around her face gave her a sense of tranquility and protection, an ancestral memory of the time spent in her mother's womb, but when the lack of air became unsustainable, Roxanne slipped her head and hand and looked at Valentine still panting.

She wiped her head dripping with secretions with a towel and felt inside her the unmistakable stimulus of sexual arousal.

The experience of using his head as a male member excited a lot of Roxanne who demanded something from Valentine in return.

Now it was she who wanted an orgasm above all she wanted to experience a body that she did not yet know. The nurse was lying on the bed with her thighs open, the lips of the vagina were retracting and returning to normal size.

His breathing was becoming calmer and more regular. Roxanne made her get out of bed and chose from the available accessories a huge double artificial phallus, equipped with a glans penis on each end.

The two fouls were attached to the root and this was fixed on a rubber base equipped with straps.

A pump allowed the inflation of the fouls to increase the size.

He slipped the phallus into Valentine's vagina effortlessly, hooked the two front straps to the suspender rings inserted in his skin, passed a third through the anal sulcus and hooked the double end to the rear rings, then tightened the straps to well.

If Valentine suffered from the tension imposed on the rings by elastic straps, she did not show it, on the contrary, she seemed excited by the game.

Now Valentine possessed a large artificial phallus that came out of her vagina, well fixed with straps directly to her skin.

Roxanne lay down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs, ready for penetration.

Her generously sized breasts fell sideways to the bust, one on each side, with the gold pendants swinging until they touched the sheets.

Roxanne grabbed the tip of the huge phallus, rested her glans on her new vagina and motioned Valentine to push.

The phallus entered first with difficulty, after all it could be considered a virgin, and then entered deeply. He could not have defined the feeling he felt at that moment.

For years countless male organs had penetrated her anus, but this was the first time she had experienced the experience of hosting a member from the front, for the first time she felt truly woman.

The ribs present on the surface of the artificial member flowed on the very sensitive internal wall of the vagina and it was known with pleasure that the sensitivity of the vulva was higher than that of the anus.

The back and forth movement that Valentine gave to the artificial phallus created a strong excitement in her and after a few minutes her orgasm exploded.

A series of violent contractions spontaneously shook her vaginal muscles as Valentine continued to piston her faster and faster.

A shiver of pleasure ran through her skin and her already turgid nipples hardened even more.

He grabbed one breast and pulled it and brought the huge nipple to his lips.

She sucked and bit him violently, but she had forgotten about the rings that had just been inserted into her living flesh. As the nipple bit, the teeth tore at the ring and risked tearing it.

The pain felt excited her in an indescribable way and burst into a scream.

She remained panting and inert for a few minutes while Valentine withdrew the artificial phallus from her vagina, released it from the rings, and pulled out the part that housed inside her.

The nurse's eyes said it wasn't over yet, she got Roxanne out of bed and touched something behind her neck.

Her breasts began to deflate, the vagina re-entered and closed hermetically while the upper part of the crotch groove opened and released the limp penis which began to fill with liquid and to enlarge. The size increased visibly as the breast shrank.

Valentine took his hand when the size of the penis was now huge. The length had reached that of an arm and the thickness 10 centimeters.

He hadn't seen such cocks even among the artificial phalluses on sale in the sex shop he frequented.

Roxanne stared at that monstrous appendage that protruded proudly and straight from her body. He took it in his hands and slid the skin backwards, uncovering the swollen and shiny glans.

Roxanne could admire the paradox of the rigid and powerful rod that soared over a decidedly feminine body with large nipples with gold pendants. He had never heard of super-gifted transsexuals.

He tried to lift the members vertically and saw that the end almost touched his face. Instinctively he took the tip into his mouth and began to suck it.

Its size did not allow anything more than the hard and sensitive glans to enter the mouth.

The penis responded by giving him wonderful sensations, his sensitivity was exceptional. From a mole on his left testicle, Roxanne recognized his old sexual organ, the same that the doctor had removed, but was completely hairless and smooth.

Evidently, the doctor had performed special treatments on it and then re-implanted it.

Meanwhile Valentine rummaged through the accessories of Roxanne's dowry and chose the full rubber suit that had caught his attention just before. The suit was transparent and completely closed except for the breathing holes and a large gap in correspondence with the vagina and anus.

Helped by Roxanne, she began to wear it by slipping on her feet, carefully pulling on the thin rubber film as tights are normally worn, until covering the legs.

The thin and extremely elastic rubber fit perfectly to Valentine's body like a second skin. He inserted the transparent and shiny sheath to the waist, stretched it gently on the buttocks and arranged the gap exactly in correspondence with the vulva and the anus.

Eliminated the air bubbles in order to make the rubber membrane adhere perfectly to its skin. Valentine put his hands and then his arms in the long transparent gloves of the suit and smoothed the surface to eliminate wrinkles.

Lastly he put his head in, held his breath, rolled up the rubber sheath and slowly lowered it onto his face. He fixed the openings on his nose so he could breathe.

After sealing the back flaps of the suit, Valentine arranged the big breasts in their seats.

The elastic film wrapped her breasts perfectly without creating any creases, adhering perfectly at every point.

Even the nipples were housed in a special protuberance and protruded from the rubber membrane. The transparent film completely covered the woman's body but from a superficial observation it would not have been said that she was wearing a suit, instead it seemed that Valentine's skin had become shiny and similar to the plastic of a mannequin.

Paradoxically, the slightly amber color of the rubber gave it a more natural complexion than its real skin.

Although the gum that covered her face was not perfectly transparent, Valentine was able to see.

He tried to speak but the rubber film on his mouth made his words incomprehensible, reducing them to mumbles and moans.

Unable to speak, Valentine gestured what she wanted from Roxanne. He indicated an identical suit hanging in the closet and gestured to Roxanne to wear it.

Curiously she took it and touched the very thin layer of rubber.

The very soft membrane caused a pleasant sensation on her. The gum was smooth and warm, a light oily film made the surface shiny and fragrant.

Transparency made it possible to see the hand that supported it.

He decided to try to wear it.

As he had seen Valentine do, he unfolded the suit properly, rolled up one end and slipped it on his bare foot. The details were so well cared for that even the protrusions of the fingers were foreseen in the tip. He put them on one by one taking care not to damage the gum with the nails. He put on the heel and gently unrolled the rubber up to the knee.

The elasticity of the sheath adapted her to her foot and ankle without tightening.

He also put his other foot in and placed his fingers in their seats. Then taking the suit with two hands, if I pull it up to the waist by sliding it on the thighs, I carefully moved the gap in correspondence of the groin so as to leave the vulva, the rings that adorned it and the anus outside.

I rolled up the gloves and slowly put them on my hands and arms, up to my shoulders.

Valentine looked at her silently, only her breathing could be heard, amplified by the rubber membrane that closed her nose. His fingers fit perfectly into the protrusions carved into the rubber membrane, no air bubbles formed.

The rubber adhered to her body, giving her a pleasant warm sensation.

He tried to touch his thighs with his gloved hand and felt a shiver of pleasure.

The shiny rubber that covered her leg ran under her hand without friction, she felt a sense of well-being and protection that no clothing had ever procured.

The socks he normally wore could not be compared to the unique feeling given by the rubber on his skin. He carefully rolled up the rubber cap and put his head on it. The absence of hair facilitated the operation and his hairless skull slid easily inside. He found himself with his head completely closed by the rubber membrane.

He could see even if not too well, but he couldn't breathe.

Without panicking, he positioned the two small holes on the front at the nose and the air began to flow back into the lungs.

The mouth, as expected, was closed by the rubber membrane and I found it difficult to breathe only through the nose. A few moments later she was already used to it.

The shape of the suit's face mask fit her face perfectly, the chin and neck were covered with wrinkle-free rubber, even the chain and ear rings were incorporated into the mask without external protrusions.

He massaged his face with his hands to eliminate any residual air bubbles.

He positioned the breasts in the front bags carefully centering the nipples in the protrusions obtained in the suit.

The rings and pendants of her nipples were crushed against her skin by the rubber that covered her breasts. With his hands he made the membrane adhere to his skin and back.

Valentine helped her to close the back of the suit tightly by gluing the flaps.

Now she was almost totally isolated from the external way, the rubber sheath that bound her body, despite its very low thickness, it gave her a feeling of total protection.

He looked in the mirror and found himself extremely exciting.

The transparency of the rubber made it possible to see the body.

The shape of the rings on the breasts, nose and ears could be glimpsed without difficulty, giving the whole an even more inviting appearance.

Valentina, next to her, admired her in silence, then overcome by desire began to touch the most sensitive parts with her gloved hands, the vulva, the clitoris, the breasts.

They threw on the bed shivering with desire.

The contact of the sheathed bodies made her feel new sensations, never experienced before. Valentina had thrown herself on her and with her gloved hand she was penetrating her vulva, while with the other hand she was holding her tit tight. At that moment the door to the open room and the doctor entered the room impetuously.

At the sight of the two creatures entwined in the full of the embrace his fury exploded.

Screaming he threw himself on Roxanne and the detachment from Valentine who took refuge in a corner of the bed trembling. With a slap he threw her on the ground at the foot of the bed, took a collar with a chain from the closet, placed it around his neck and dragged it out of the room swearing and yanking the chain.

Left alone, Roxanne wondered why the doctor's behavior, what had Valentine done to be treated that way? With sadness he opened the back flaps of the rubber suit thinking of Valentine and his erotic desire left unfulfilled. Even though he wore the suit only briefly, his skin was sweaty and he felt cold when he removed it.

The feeling of protection given by the rubber sheath disappeared together with it.

With these questions passing through her mind, she took a hot shower.

While washing he tried to touch the back of his neck as he had seen Valentine do, and discovered he had tiny buttons under his skin. He pressed one and accompanied by the hum of the pump incorporated in his body, the penis came out and began to enlarge, then he pushed the others until he tried to find the one that deflated the penis and enlarged the breasts.

When the penis entered the pouch and the breasts had assumed an acceptable size, she admired herself in the mirror and smiled satisfied.

He realized the enormous potential that the doctor had given to his body.

She opened the closet and chose the clothing she liked.

He wore dark socks, which he fastened to a black garter belt, a knee-length red skirt, a shiny fabric body tight at the waist that enhanced his breasts and red shoes with a 10cm high heel.

He neglected to wear his underwear. Under the fabric of the body we could see the shape of the pendants for hanging on the nipples. He decided they weren't bad at all.

He put on a black wig and a stylish hairstyle, then he perfumed himself.

A clever trick would have given the final touch to the work. A veil of light powder to make the skin velvety, a puff of blush for the cheeks, a black line for the contour of the eyes and a fiery red lipstick to draw the lips. After a while, the room's phone rang.

It was the doctor who ordered her to report to an underground room.

Roxanne started 'ticking on the shiny floors of the underground clinic and knocked' on the indicated door.

The door opened automatically and the doctor invited her to enter.

The room was actually an amphitheater with about twenty seats. In the middle of the semicircular stalls there was a raised stage equipped with strange apparatuses that looked anything but medical. They were torture tools.

On the back wall of the stage was Valentine, still wearing the transparent rubber suit that gave his body an artificial appearance. Only in correspondence to the face was the rubber membrane torn and showed Valentine's heartbroken expression.

He had his arms tied behind his back and wore a collar bristling with metal spikes like those worn by Dobermanns.

They had put a ball gag on her mouth, a rubber egg attached to a strap that surrounded her head filled her mouth and prevented her from screaming.

He was wearing the slip again with the large rubber balls at the anus and vagina.

The doctor took a long rope and began to tie it around his breasts.

The woman moaned something incomprehensible. The rope was tight at the base of the breasts and with several turns it turned the breast into a misshapen pear.

The elasticity of Valentine's skin allowed the rope to tighten her breasts until the mass of meat was attached to the torso only for a thin section.

The breasts almost detached from the body hung inert beyond the narrow loop, the rubber that covered them made the skin shiny.

At this point the doctor hooked the rope to a pulley on the ceiling and pulled until Valentine's feet barely touched the floor. Raising on tiptoes, the girl tried to avoid inflicting on her breast the torment of the rope that held and stretched it.

The doctor continued to pull the pulley as Valentine's breasts stretched considerably.

The girl was struggling desperately and a dull and guttural scream came out of her throat despite the muzzle that closed her mouth.

When her breasts reached their fullest stretch, her feet lifted off the floor and the woman hung by her deformed boobs. The wide-eyed and hallucinated eyes indicated that the suffering was terrible. He tried to move as little as possible because a sharp move could tear his breasts.

Valentine's silent lament was painful, but Roxanne himself got excited at that show.

He felt his vagina and his clitoris get wet.

- This happens when my orders are disobeyed! said the doctor.

- He'll stay in that position until I decide to forgive her.

She took off her brief despite having forbidden it and risked interrupting the experiment I was running on her.

This is one of the rules you will have to learn, never disobey my orders.

Roxanne watched Valentine spinning slowly hanging by her breasts and understood that there was no need to contradict the doctor.

They left the amphitheater and went to the doctor's apartment on the ground floor of the villa for lunch.

The large and luxuriously furnished room was on the ground floor of the villa above the underground clinic.

Passing through the living room, Roxanne recognized the place where the doctor had invited her on the evening of their meeting, the evening when a long operation had transformed Ross into Roxanne, the splendid hermaphrodite. Although it had only been a week in Roxanne it seemed like an eternity so much had her life changed.

They sat down on a long set table and lunch was served.

For the first time he had the opportunity to see the other guests of the villa. They were quite strange creatures as she would have expected.

A mulatto woman with a beautiful face caught her attention. She was dressed in an apparently normal way, apart from her usual high-heeled shoes, but she had something strange that Roxanne had trouble identifying. The face and arms looked slender but the body was stocky and clumsy under the clothes.

There was also a flawless-looking waiter, dressed in a white jacket edged with gold. His face however lacked the angularity and hardness typical of the male even if a bulky bulge could be seen under his pants, confirming without a doubt the sex to which he belonged.

Noting his interest in the people present, the doctor spoke to her:

- I see you've already understood that the people present have something special or if you prefer abnormal and I confirm that it is really so.

Jonny the waiter, was once a woman, but he wanted to change sex and with a series of operations on her I fulfilled her desire, I turned her into a male and from the success she gets it seems that her attributes are perfectly functional .

As you may have already understood, my specialty is the change of sex and very particular physical changes.

 The clinic below us is one of a kind, it is the result of years of experiments and I am the one who made it possible.

I can operate any person and equip them with the missing attributes or remove too many. In addition to this I can make any sexual fantasy a person wish for. I can equip any body with unthinkable accessories that guarantee exceptional sexual performance. The limit is only fantasy.

Moira, come here. said the doctor to the mulatto woman. The woman went over to the table.

- Please show yourself to our new guest.

Moira dropped the sarong that dressed her and her naked body appeared.

When he saw her, Roxanne jumped in surprise, she expected everything but what she saw was incredible. The black woman's body, which at first sight had appeared fat, was instead proportionate and pleasant. The apparent obesity was caused by the innumerable well-developed breasts hanging from every part of his torso.

All of them had the right shape and size, equipped with black areolas and nipples, but they were many, evenly distributed on the surface of the torso, hips and back. He tried to count them but at the thirtieth he lost count. The body was completely covered with breasts, even breasts hung from the buttocks.

The negra turned gracefully as the wearers do to show her back and smiled at Roxanne. In this way the numerous appendages moved and rocked like leaves in the wind.

The breasts had the typical shape of African women who did not use a bra.

They were very elongated and thinned, distinctly different from the breasts of white women.

The big black nipples pointed downward. The show was as unusual as it was bizarre.

- See Roxanne, Moira could only experience orgasm if her partner intensely sucked on her nipples, it was her only erogenous point and she wanted to enlarge it. I offered to implant another pair of breasts and she accepted. '

Given the positive results, some time later I implanted others and so on until the current result. Now Moira has 23 pairs of breasts, evenly distributed over her body, all perfectly functional and equally sensitive. It can be loved by many men at the same time and its sensuality is very high. If his body seems bizarre to you, you will have to get used to it, you will see even stranger things.

The sexual fantasies of some of my guests go far beyond your imagination, they all have particular sexual tendencies, normalcy is foreign to this place.

Homosexuality, masochism, sadism, transvestism are the characteristics that I look for in people to "invite" to the clinic.

Roxanne smiled at the word "invite" thinking about the evening of his arrival at the clinic, the doctor had a strange idea on how to invite people.

- Many of those who have operated have chosen to stay here at the clinic, a clear sign that their wishes have been fulfilled.

The doctor's attention was drawn to someone sitting at a table.

- Bunny, come here please, I want to introduce you to a new guest.

Roxanne turned and was stunned, a strange being approached them in great leaps, jumping like a kangaroo. To be exact, the resemblance did not stop with the way you walk, your body was exactly that of a kangaroo. It was female, it was clear from the decidedly beautiful and fine face and the pair of small breasts that stood out on the chest.

The arms were very short, from the shoulder to the elbow there were no more than twenty centimeters and equally from the elbow to the wrist.

The hands, on the other hand, were completely normal, even if the position gathered around the torso and the shortness of the limbs made them a bit bizarre.

But what stood out most were the creature's legs, a pair of formidable thighs and enormously developed calves, their size was at least three times the normal legs.

The butt was adequate for the size of the legs, a monstrous backside with a powerful tail at least one and a half meters long that he used during jumps to maintain balance.

The appearance of her body resembled the shape of a demijohn, with a large belly that thinned at the top.

The woman approached them and Roxanne could observe her better.

She was crouched with her legs together and was completely naked, she wore no clothing except shoes (obviously with heels) and a necklace around her neck.

On his belly he known the pouch, a slit at the navel that gave rise to a ventral bag of considerable width, capable of containing even bulky objects.

Immediately below the woman was the vagina, half hidden between the legs. He did not wear briefs or other protections. The sexual apparatus was in plain sight.

- Bunny, meet Roxanne, our new room assistant, Roxanne, meet Bunny.

Bunny introduced the little hand, Roxanne squeezed it and answered the greeting.

- Nice Bunny, I really like your legs.

- Thanks, you are also very pretty.

Bunny has been with us for three years now, the shapes you can see are my work, Bunny has always liked kangaroos and asked me to transform it like this. As you can imagine, her powerful legs allow her to stand out in exceptional jumps.

He dismissed Bunny, who made great leaps to his table.

- The one sitting next to Bunny is Twiggy, she has the narrowest life ever, she is also the result of my operation.

Roxanne watched carefully. The woman was a gorgeous blonde with a very sweet face. At a polite nod from the doctor, he interrupted lunch and approached them, waving on his long legs. Her movements were fluid and elegant, she moved like a wearer on the catwalk.

He wore the tightest torso that Roxanne had ever seen, the waist at the navel was not wider than his arm, while the hips and chest were normal.

It almost seemed that the woman was there to break in two.

- Twiggy's tight waist is not due to the bust he wears, but to some changes I made on his body. Twiggy, would you mind taking off your torso please?

The woman willingly agreed and quickly unfastened the bustier. Even without clothing, her life was incredibly slender, the hourglass profile was exceptional and as the woman bent to take off the garment, she gave the impression of being terribly fragile.

She was even more beautiful than Roxanne imagined, the perfect body was decorated with an amazing breast, she had fairytale thighs covered only by transparent, long and tapered stockings.

He wore the inevitable shoes with a high and thin heel.

- After showing up, Twiggy got dressed and, taking leave, smiled at Roxanne with a strange expression of complicity.