From Aaron to Erin, part three

One week later, Aaron arrived at the Salon at his usual time. “Good morning, Miss Erin,” Jane greeted him. “Take a seat—Ms. Vera will be here soon to start you on Step Two.”

Just moments later, Aaron heard the distinctive sound of Ms. Vera’s stiletto heels on the tiled floor. He rose to greet her even before she entered. “Good morning, Ms. Vera,” he said as he curtseyed.

“Follow me,” she directed him. She led him down the corridor to a while-tiled room with a decided medical appearance. A tall brunette in a white lab coat awaited them. “Dr. Madchenmacher, this is Miss Erin,” Ms. Vera said. “She is ready to begin Step Two of our process.”

“Ah, yes,” the doctor replied, with the hint of a German accent. “I was alerted to her coming.” She snapped her fingers and an assistant in scrubs came to her side. “Miss Lori, prepare Miss Erin for the procedure.”

“Yes, Doctor,” the assistant replied. “Come with me, Miss Erin.” She pointed to a smaller room.

Once they were alone there, Aaron gained the courage to ask. “Dr. Madchenmacher addressed you ‘Miss’. Are you a feminized sissy as I am destined to be?”

As Miss Lori stripped Aaron of his clothes, she answered. “Oh, yes, I was sissified almost two years ago. I am paying off my debt for the process by assisting Dr. Madchenmacher. Do you know what you will be doing when you are completely changed?”

“Well, I chose ‘model’ on my application,” Aaron admitted.

“That’s an excellent choice,” Miss Lori said. "I have seen many of the model sissies in my time here. They are all quite pretty and sexy!” She pointed to the examination table. “Lie down and Dr. Madchenmacher will be with you soon.”

In a few moments, the doctor entered. She ran her hands over Aaron’s body and cradled his sissy-cock and balls in her palm. “We have rarely had such excellent raw material to work from, Miss Lori,” she remarked. She held out her hand. “The hypnotic sedative,” she ordered. Miss Lori placed a hypodermic in Dr. Madchenmacher’s hand and she then gently pressed It into Aaron’s shoulder. “This will keep you calm and comfortable while we work,” she told him.

Sure enough, within seconds, Aaron was unconscious. “Syringes one and two,” the doctor said. Miss Lori handed them to her and she injected their contents into Aaron’s chest, one near each nipple. “Help me roll her over,” she ordered, and Miss Lori assisted in putting Aaron face down, his ass prominently displayed. “Syringe number three,” the doctor said and then injected its contents into Aaron’s bottom. They rolled him onto his back and Dr. Madchenmacher asked for the final syringe—“Number four.” This one she very gingerly inserted into his scrotum and injected its contents into his sissy-balls.

“Let her sleep while the process takes effect,” she told Miss Lori. “In the meantime, collect the clothing Ms. Vera has chosen for her.”

About two hours later, Dr. Madchenmacher used a caliper and a tape measure to examine Aaron’s body. “Ah, good,” she noted, as she looked at the swelling on his chest. “Miss Erin has developed a pretty pair of A-cup titties, with large nipples!” She wrapped the tape measure around his hips and ass. “And his measurement here is now a lovely 35 inches!” Lastly, she used the caliper to test his sissy-cock. “It has grown a full inch and is now permanently erect—success!”

By now, Aaron was rousing from his drugged condition and Miss Lori began to dress him. First was a lacy bra, panty and garter-belt set, followed by sheer stockings. His other clothing was a tight-fitting pink sweater, a clingy pink pencil skirt, and a pair of pink patent stiletto heels. She assisted him to his feet and steadied him. A mirror was placed before him. “Oh, heavens!” he exclaimed. “I look beautiful and sort of sexy!”

“Indeed you do,” the doctor agreed. She pressed a button and said, “Miss Jane, please come escort Miss Erin to Ms. Vera’s office.”

When they arrived there, Ms. Vera greeted Aaron with air-kisses and smiled. “How lovely and feminine you look, Miss Erin!” she gushed. “You may return to your home—where you will find that, once again, all your clothing has been replaced by items more in keeping with your new status. No more pants for you, darling—just dresses and skirts; no more flats, either—it’s heels from now on, in a wide variety of styles.”

One week later, Aaron came back for the second stage of Step Two. Again, he was taken to Dr. Madchenmacher’s clinic and given injections in his budding breasts. When they had taken effect, his tits had enlarged to a very attractive B cup. This time, his second stop was at the more “normal” part of the Salon.

The receptionist greeted him warmly. “Hello, Miss Erin! Today, we begin the little things that truly make a sissy feminine! Have a seat at the manicurist’s station….” He did as directed and was soon joined by a cute sissy in the white mini-dress of the staff. “Show me your hands, Miss Erin,” she requested. “Oh! Those will never do! You will need a complete set of artificial nails, at least until your own grow in properly.”

She took out the tools of her trade and began shaping and treating his nails to receive the false ones. Then she showed him the set he would be wearing. They were not overly long or pointed, but still decidedly girlish. She applied the special glue to Aaron’s nails and pressed the artificial ones into place. Immediately, his hands became more feminine, more elegant in appearance. He smiled.

“You like?” the manicurist asked, laughing. “We’re not done yet!” She took out a tray of nail polish and looked it over. “Yes, Ms. Vera has ordered pink for you…this shade should fit the bill!” She opened the bottle and Aaron’s nose was filled with the distinctive odor of the polish. She began brushing it on and he watched as his fingers became tipped with bright pink talons that shone in the lights of the Salon. “Now, while those dry, let’s do your other set of nails!” the manicurist said. She removed his pumps and stockings and began his pedicure. When she was done, his toes matched his fingers.

“Now, slip those hose and heels back on and go over to the piercing table,” she told him.

“Piercing?” Aaron thought. “I hope it’s nothing too extreme.” With trepidation, he sat at the indicated station. Another member of the sissy staff came over with a tray of various earrings and a strange-looking device. She smiled when she saw his puzzled look. “Oh, this?” she said, holding up the device. “It’s a piercing gun…we don’t use needles anymore!” She pressed the gun against his earlobe and he felt a sharp sting and then another on the other ear. The staff sissy opened the tray and removed a small set of studs. “Ms. Vera has ordered these cute hearts for you as a starter. Later, we can experiment with more elaborate styles!”

She took a mirror in hand and showed him the final effect. “They’re very pretty,” Aaron agreed. “Am I done now?”

“For today, according to the schedule,” was the reply. “Your next visit is in a week.”

TO BE CONTINUED