My girlfriend has been very understanding. Maybe she didn't like at first the fact that I wanted to experiment with a latex pussy. But in combination with a vibrating two ended dildo even she had to admit that her orgasms were bigger than I ever had been able to give her using my own manhood.

She was the one who wanted me to go a step further. She found a much more realistic version of the pussy, truly a prosthetic vagina, used by transgender women before they decide on the final step. Once glued in place it would require careful surgery to remove it again as it would bond with the skin. It would be the end of any male orgasm, no more back and forthing as the urinal track would be guided to match a woman's and in doing so the prosthetic would prevent it from growing.

She used my own words to convince me. It would just be between the two of us, as nobody would ever see it as long as I kept my pants on. Just using urinals would be out of the question. The sex would be great and even better for me as deeper penetration was possible. And she would pay for it.

How could I say no? It scared me a bit as it would not be easy to go back if I wanted my own junk back. But every time I thought about it I felt it stir in my belly, this is what I wanted, right? So I ended up in a clinic where they would first remove all hairs in my crotch area using electrolysis and lasers. Then they would glue the prosthetic in place. There was one more thing they would do and that scared me even more. It was Jenny's idea as well. She wanted me to have small breasts. Very small, not that I would need a bra or anything, and unless I would wear a very tight shirt no one would ever notice. But she would be able to suck on them, making the lesbian experience much more realistic and the clinic confirmed that it would give me extra sensitivity that would connect straight to my crotch, in other words, I would get more pleasure out of it as well.

I was a bit worried about the lesbian word that was used, as I had no intention to be any more feminine than just the pussy, which part I never really had been able to explain in the first place. But I had said A so I would say B as well and she would pay for it as well. It wasn't really that expensive as they would use a new procedure that was rather cheap. They would inject a small amount of fluid straight in my nipple. It would expand under my skin as it came in contact with the fluids there, just like builders use expanding foam to fill gaps. The only drawback was that it was harder to remove, a more severe surgery than what would be needed to remove silicone inserts for example. But since we were going for the smallest dose we didn't worry too much about that.

They took me under for a couple of hours as the hair removal was not without pain. But when I woke up again I saw my girlfriend with a worried face and not a smile. I asked what went wrong, if they cut my dick off by accident. She laughed a bit at that, saying that down there everything went perfect. Just with the breasts an error was made, my right side got a higher dose so my boobs were not the same size. They wanted to fix it by adding an extra dose to the left as well but she had it stopped so I could decide. The funny thing with this procedure is that there's no cutting, no bandage other than a little patch on my nipple. So I got a good look at the problem.

My first reaction was relief. Yes, I could see the difference in size, but even the larger one was smaller than I had expected. My own father has bigger man boobs than this. They warned me that the expansion process was still going on so it would be slightly bigger by the time I'd wake up. I agreed with adding an extra dose to the smaller one. They were pretty cool about it actually, they would not charge for the extra dose, as a matter of fact they would not charge for that part of the procedure at all, due to their mistake. Free boobs, I whispered to my girlfriend and she laughed. It turned out that more doses were marked wrongly. After a sharp pain in my left nipple my breast expanded beyond my right one. Oops! The whole box was now isolated and a new box opened. The smallest dose was now injected in the right nipple again and I needed a second before both breasts were the same size. And very visible...

I could feel the weight now too. This was more than a man boob now. But Jenny seemed happy and though they had warned us to let everything settle for maybe two nights, she couldn't stop touching them and eventually sucking on them. I don't know what I had expected but it was heaven. And a connection straight to my new crotch. We ended up having the best sex ever between the two of us, so maybe this little mistake wasn't so bad after all, and that for free.

The next day my breasts were much larger and after a call with the clinic we had to conclude that the sex sessions had freed much more fluids in my chest that had bonded with the foam for the lack of a better word. We had ignored their warnings and we couldn't blame them for this part. I was going to have to live with what looked like B-cup breasts. And I soon found out I would need a bra for support as well. And it wouldn't flatten with a sports bra as the foam shape was more rigid than normal breasts.

I was able to hide it still with oversized shirts and nude color bras. But at night that stuff came off and Jenny feasted on me. It's hard to be upset with something when it gives such great pleasure. My new pussy was so much better and it didn't take long before I experienced multiple orgasms. Jenny started being more dominant in bed and introduced a strap on dildo, but she was the only one strapping it on. As much as I liked to be on the receiving side she wanted to be the one giving it.

It wasn't long before she suggested I slim my waist down and I added exercise to my daily tasks and she bought me a beautiful corset that pushed my girls nicely up as she called my breasts. Before long I wore it day and night and my body shape became more feminine. Somewhere in there she convinced me to grow out my hair and get rid of all my body hair. My own clothes didn't fit right anymore an when she suggested I try her jeans one time it was a perfect fit. And so were her yoga pants during exercises. That's when I realized her tops helped me too, it stopped the bouncing of my breasts that still seemed to grow slightly over time. And that's how I lost my job. The top I had borrowed for my exercise was just too small for me now, so my boobs were bulging out a bit. An emergency call came in from the office on Teams which we were all using while working from home. I normally had my camera off but I had used it before to talk with Jenny, actually asking her to buy me my own tops a size up from her, and showing her how my boobs bulged out. So the connection started now with the camera on and when I saw both my boss and an important customer while flashing my boobs in their face I knew I was history.

Thank God for Jenny as she knew there was a job opening at her office and with her influence I was hired. But it was a secretary type of position and on-site and I had two weeks to learn to be a fulltime female. She took care of my paperwork and I was now officially known as Rachel. I needed a couple of salon treatments for my hair and we opted for semi permanent makeup to make it easier for me. My wardrobe included almost only skirts and dresses and heels and matching stockings and lingerie. But Jenny was an amazing teacher and things only improved in bed, me being more and more girly and she more dominant. Exactly one year after I got my prosthetic vagina it was surgically removed and I went through a sex reassignment procedure making me physically the woman I was already on paper. The hormonal change in my body caused my breasts to grow multiple sizes and I became much more curvy.

By then I was married to Jenny and she basically determined what I would wear every day and it became more and more sexy until I lost my job again. But not to worry, I became an internet sensation in my slutty outfits and with her dominant side and a 24/7 webcam filming our relationship. Money poured in although it was Jenny collecting it all. But she paid for all my surgeries to get prettier and more sexy, so I guess it evened all out.