Chapter Sixteen
Extended Misery
Her hands and long, highly-skilled, scarlet-nailed fingers moved to my chest and with a pair of surgical scissors cut vertically through all of the dressings, over my sternum, leaving the bandages to fall away to either side and I was thankful for the removal of their compression. What was revealed took my breath away.
Standing proudly out from my, until now, rather flat male chest were two perfectly-formed, normal female breasts, complete with large brown n*****s and areoles. These were definitely not the bimbo, inflated versions of strippers, but the real thing. Unfortunately for me, my original n****e jewellery remained fastened through the tumescent and now doubly sensitive flesh and I saw how the bar between my n*****s shivered with every breath I to
