When Dave Met Kate

by Dave

  

Dave is a single, straight 34 year old.

He works for a tool making company as a skilled CNC machinist.

He is rather shy and withdrawn but has secret fetish fantasies.

Dave lives alone in a three bedroom semi-detached.

He has had lots of girlfriends but as soon as they find out about his fetish they back off.

Dave likes to wear makeup.

It had been three months since "Julie" his last girlfriend had left; she said that she just couldn't handle the "other" side of him and it would be better if they split.

Dave had started visiting various pubs, trying to meet someone, but as usual he ended up lying in bed alone, wondering if he would ever meet someone that could accept his secret side.

One night Dave was on the internet looking as various websites when he came across a fiction website that specialised in feminised men. Dave was up until the early hours reading story after story. Dave was hooked, soon he was clicking on the links page to other websites and soon he had a "favourites" internet explorer folder containing well over two dozen links to erotic submissive websites. Dave would read the stories and leave feedback, sometimes good, sometimes bad, but always honest and always ended with his email address. The more Dave read the more he became addicted, it was like he was training his brain to think in a certain way, the only way he could get turned on was to think about him self in makeup.

Weeks and then months passed. Dave was 100% addicted to the thought of being completely feminised. Time after time he would read stories and leave constructive feedback.

One evening Dave was checking his email, when he had a rather long full page letter from someone who had read his comments that he had left on a website and it basically went along the path of:

Dear Dave,

thank you for your comments, it is nice to know that there are men out there who realise that they have a feminine side and are not afraid to explore it. I am a 44 year old straight lady who would like to meet a man who would like to explore his feminine side. I am not a swinger, of someone out after a quick shag, but rather someone who is searching for that special man. A man that can help me with my desires whilst helping himself at the same time. I wrote those stories as a way to explain my desires, my fantasies, my needs.

I like a man that does make an effort in keeping them selves well groomed (my way). I am not currently in a relationship. Like I said I am not a swinger, nor have I had very many sexual partners but after reading your comments about my story I would like to simply email you and basically talk to someone who doesn't find my desires offensive or perverted. I hope you say yes and reply to this email, but if you don't, then don't reply, and I shall never email you again.

Ps, I live in Malvern is Shropshire.

Yours Kate.

Dave was fascinated, had he finally found someone with the same interests as himself, she hadn't explained exactly how far she wanted to go but he was intrigued. Dave thought for a while and decided to play safe after all he wasn't sure if the email was off a lady or just some bloke trying to have a laugh.

Dave hit the "reply to sender" button and typed out that he would like to communicate through email and hit the send button.

At first the emails were a little plain, but soon Dave and Kate were opening up their cautiousness and the deep fantasies soon started to flow.

Kate was a professional lady, a business manager, who found the idea of a slightly feminised man a real turn on, and she wanted to try it out. She had a dozen male colleagues and found them all to predictable, they all wore the same suits day in and day out, had the same daily wand weekly routines and never did anything unpredictable. They showed no respect for any female staff and used there patronising skills to belittle the ladies around them. It was as if they were incapable of taking a ladies comments or feelings serious. One day she had started to imagine what one of her male colleagues would like in makeup, it made her laugh and she had just kept using her imagination and she found that instead of amusing her, it was now turning her on and now she wanted to go further.

One day something unexpected happened, Kate sent Dave her mobile number, and said that he could call her anytime he wanted. Dave still had no idea of what she looked like, but now she had moved on a stage she wanted to talk to him. Dave was nervous a little, but after all the long emails he realised that if she was who she said she was then there was nothing to be afraid of. He was a little uneasy at the thought of an older woman, but if the personality and looks were right then he had nothing to be afraid of, and so, on his dinner break he phoned her.

She answered, they chatted and soon they were talking to each other each day and each night. He was making friends with a total stranger, he even went into detail about his desire to be feminised. He had no idea what she looked like and slowly he realised that he wanted to meet her, it was like he had a longing for her. Dave didn't understand it, how could he long for someone he hadn't ever met?

It was a Wednesday when he send that email, explaining that he had started to think if Kate more as a friend, than someone he exchanges fantasies with. But he had gone one stage further; he had attached a photo of himself to the email.

Two hours later he had an email, a reply from Kate, she said that he was quite a good looking man and that he should open up the attached photo of herself. Dave felt relieved at her comments and immediately clicked on the attachment, and sure enough there was Kate. She was not the most glamorous woman he had ever seen, but she was the type of person he would go after if he ever met her socially. She had very short length rich red coloured hair, extremely well done makeup, her ears were single pierced, with small studs in and she was wearing a business suit. Dave was happy, Dave was overjoyed.

Again the days went by and eventually they agreed to meet. Kate picked a café in a supermarket in Worcester, an open space, one where if things went wrong they could both disappear into the crowd.

Dave was there first, he had an Earl grey tea, and sat there, looking about, trying to catch a glimpse, a first sighting. Kate was late, was she going to come, would they get on. The time seemed to drag, when suddenly a lady said "excuse me, is there anyone sitting on that chair", Dave was just about to say that he was waiting for someone, when he looked up, it was her, it was Kate. Dave had then biggest smile on his face and asked her to have a seat. He fetched her coffee, and then chatted about the weather at first and then each other. Kate eventually broke the ice and explained what was after and then Dave explained what he was after. After another tea and coffee they agreed to meet again. They were both relieved.

They got on extremely well, and started enjoying a strange kind of friendship.

They had met another half a dozen times before Dave had the courage to invite her back to his house, it was only a half hour drive, a few miles away, Kate accepted, she had been hoping for this the last two times they had met and had came prepared. They arrived at Dave's home and Kate carried in a small vanity case with her from the car. They sat, chatted and then Kate turned to Dave and asked him how far he wanted to go, did he want to experience just a slight makeover or a total one? Dave thought for a few seconds and said that he would like to start off subtle. So Dave sat on a chair and soon Kate had the tweezers out, she was plucking at his eyebrows, just a few stray hairs here and there were plucked, but this was enough to get Dave excited, he felt his penis start to swell. She started on his face, first she cleansed his face then applied a slight foundation, then eyeliner, eye shadow, blusher and finally bright red lipstick. She showed him a hand mirror and he just stared, the makeup was better that he had ever done himself and better than any of his old girlfriends had ever managed. He was made up and he loved it. Kate then started to paint his finger nails, again a bright red and soon they were finished. Kate looked at him and said "kiss me", he did, he could feel the lipstick make his lips slide on hers and how ever so slightly sticky, and soon they were making love on the settee, the floor and the hallway, again and again. Dave was so horny, so turned on he couldn't stop, he had never been like this before. He loved the way his lips felt, the way they slid on Kate's, the taste, just the thought of it got him harder and harder. Afterwards Dave's lipstick was all over Kate's mouth, and they just got back on the settee, lying there in each others arms, staring at each other, they were like long lost soul mates. Dave noticed his nails were all smudged because they were in each others arms before they had chance to dry.

Eventually made a comment about some better stay lipstick and then she cleaned Dave's makeup off and took the smudged polish off his nails and agreed to meet again. After Kate had gone Dave was like someone who had "won the lottery", he was so happy inside, and he felt like the world had been lifted from his shoulders.

Dave looked at his eyebrows, they were fine, they looked slightly neat but not obvious, and Dave liked them.

It wasn't long before the episode was repeated time and time again, and every time Kate came she gave him a makeup session and a makeup lesson. Soon Dave was able to apply all of his makeup by him self. One day Kate brought a new type of lipstick, it was a two stage one. First she picked up a felt pen like lip liner and carefully drew around his lips, she then took the lipstick, unscrewed one end and started to paint his lips. She made him wait a few minutes and then she unscrewed the other end and painted his lips again. Kate looked at Dave and said that the new lipstick was Maybeline 18 hour super stay lip colour, she had never used it before but it had good write ups. Dave looked at his lips, they were pink and shinny, his face was made up to perfection and after the usual sex Kate left. Except this time she left Dave made up.

Dave spent a few hours watching telly and then decided to clean himself up, he cleaned his nails and his mascara, but when he tried to remove his lip colour it wouldn't budge. Again and again he wiped at it but all that happened was that he lost the shine, but the pink remained. Dave picked up the lipstick tube and it read "to remove it was best to use Maybeline's super stay remover", Dave was tuck , what could he do? Kate had started to leave the makeup she brought for Dave there and even gave Dave instructions not to wear it unless she was present, she also left all of the creams and cloths to remove the makeup. Dave phoned Kate and told her that he couldn't get the colour off, she laughed a little and said that he was wanting to go further so why not go to a chemist and buy some, she then laughed a little more, told him to phone her again when he had sorted it and hung up.

Dave decided that she was right, if he did want to be more feminine then he should eventually have to be seen in makeup, and that pink wasn't too obvious. Dave turned his computer on and started a "Thompson Local" search for chemists in the surrounding area. A lot came up and he decided to phone them for advice. He used his mobile and as the ladies answered he explained that he had been experimenting and was stuck with pink lips, most told him that he should have thought of removing it before he put it on. One asked him if he had his own wig and another asked him if he wore makeup in public. Dave eventually found an understanding lady who told him to come down and she would sort him out. Dave waited outside the chemist in the car until the shop was empty and then went in. The lady smiled at Dave, stepped closed and smiled again, she then turned and handed him some Maybeline colour remover and said that pink didn't suit him. He should go darker and brighter. Dave paid, thanked her and left, he got into his car and drove home. The remover worked fine and soon he was back on the phone to the chemist and he asked the lady to pick a few colours out for him, she agreed and soon he was paying for three lip Maybeline 18 super stay colours, two different shades of Red and a medium Brown. Dave phoned Kate and told her what he had done, she was pleased and said that from now on he would have to but all his own makeup.

One day Dave received an email from Kate, it read:

Dave, we have reached a stage where you must decide on whether you want to go forward with your need. If you don't, then I would still like to see and be with you, but if you do, then you must start giving your will to me and obeying my commands (without question). If you do then your life will eventually change. If you agree to this then you must go to the beauty salon in the high street in Malvern at 3.30pm on Friday. I have made an appointment for you and they know exactly what to do. You will not ask them what is to be done; you will simply follow the flow.

Ps, wear clean underpants and ask for Lucy.

Dave was dumfounded, what should he do, he might upset Kate, why did she say "wear clean underpants" he always wore clean pants, he had no idea what she meant, how far would she go? How far did she want to go?. He couldn't risk loosing her, so on Friday at 3.30pm he walked into the salon.

A smart looking lady, late forty's said "hello, you must be Dave", yes, Dave replied, and she introduced herself as Lucy, and asked Dave to take a seat. Dave sat there in the window, she asked if he would like a drink of tea or coffee. Dave said no thanks, and sat there waiting. The salon was quiet and there was a lady having her nails done and he had a few short stares, but he felt his face redden but there he sat, waiting for the unknown. After a few minutes Lucy asked him to follow her to one of the cubicles towards the rear of the salon, She told Dave not to worry because they get quiet a few men there for different treatments and that she would be the only one who knew what was being done. She owned the salon and she would keep their meetings private. She then asked Dave to take his trousers and socks off and lay down on the bed like bench. Dave removed his shoes, trousers and then his socks, he than lay on the bed and waited. Lucy started by explaining that she was going to wax his legs. It would be painful to start, but once he had it done a few times then he would get used to it. Lucy started at the shins and gently spread the warm wax over a small area, she then lowered a piece of cloth over the wax, smoothed it out and then pulled it up towards his knees. Dave wanted to scream at first, but kept all the pain hidden and gently bit by bit Lucy repeated this all over the front, sides and then over the backs until he had a set on completely hairless legs. The back of the thighs hurt like hell, but now it was over and Luck started to rub a soothing oil all over his legs until they were all covered and moistened. She told Dave that his legs might be sore for a while but not to worry and gave him basic aftercare instructions. Now Dave knew why Kate had told him to make sure his underpants were clean.

Next Lucy asked Dave to sit in the reclining chair and lift his feet onto the raised rest. Next Lucy started to scrape and cut at his toe cuticles and then started to file them. After this Lucy got some gel and started to buff them, until all of the ridges has been taken out and he was left with shinny smooth nails. Next Lucy asked Dave if he would like red or blue nail varnish. Dave went embarrassed but composed himself and then replied "you pick". Lucy returned with a little bottle of deep blue polish and then started to paint his toes, starting with his left little toe and working in and then the right. Lucy waited a few minutes and then repeated the process. When she was finished she told Dave to wait a few more minutes and then she told him to get dressed and made an schedule for his now monthly appointments, she gave him a little appointment card with the time and date written on. He was to have the second Friday of every month.

Dave left the shop, his trousers felt funny, he could feel a gap between his legs and trousers, they felt cool and could feel an air like breeze sensation.

When Dave got home he found an envelope had been pushed through his letterbox, as he opened it he found a load of little plastic bottles, with tiny screw lids and a letter. The letter was from Kate it read:

Dave, well done, that was the hardest part.

The tiny bottles that you see are for you. I want you to pluck three hairs a day from your eyebrows and place them in a bottle. The hairs can be from one or divided between the two, but pluck no more no less. Each day, a new bottle and each day three less hairs. You must write the number the bottles from one through to thirty one, and use and keep them in order, because I shall inspect them.

If you fail to do this then you will be punished.

You can decide which part of the eyebrows to pluck, but I suggest starting at the centre and then the underside. I shall tell you when to stop or when to change the quantity of hairs to be plucked.

Now you must go out and go to chemist and purchase some tweezers.

And so, I shall see you Saturday.

Happy plucking, and with that she left.

Thirty five minutes later, Dave had numbered the bottles and number one had the first three eyebrow hairs in it.

Saturday, Kate turned up and they had the usual makeup and sex session. This continued for three weeks, but more and more Kate was taking control, she would usually be on top. Dave didn't complain, he just enjoyed it.

It was an odd partnership, but Dave found himself having deeper and deeper affection for Kate.

The weeks went by and sure enough the three hairs a day started to have an affect on the way his eyebrows looked. Slowly but surely he started to get a wider centre and a more defined look. Three hairs a day multiplied by three weeks soon adds up. Dave noticed the earliest hairs that were plucked started growing back so soon he was able to simply remove these tiny hairs three at a time and so not need to pluck fresh ones.

It had been five months since it all started and Dave had noticed the hairs on his eyebrows were growing back less frequently and so his eyebrows were getting thinner and more arched, he almost had completely arched eyebrows. They were shaped like seagull wings, long and slender. They now looked completely obvious, this bothered Dave at first but quickly came accustomed to the people having second stares.

Kate announced that she had another treat lined up for Dave. He was to go to a laser clinic in Birmingham and was to start having laser treatment, once again all the instructions were plain, just turn up, keep your mouth shut and go with the flow. Dave thought about the laser treatment and thought that Kate was going to have his beard area cleared. This didn't bother him, and so he turned up at the clinic, signed a few consent forms and had a small patch test done on the back of his neck and told to return in two weeks and if there was no adverse reactions then they could start the treatment.

Two weeks later Dave walked into the clinic and was lead to a room and told to undress to the waist, this confused Dave but soon he was stripped and lying on his chest getting his back lasered and then his chest and armpits. Why was Kate removing the hair from these areas? This puzzled Dave, he could understand the armpits but not the chest and back.

It had been a week since his first painful laser treatment and his skin was quite refreshed now, when Kate came for the usual meeting, but instead of doing his makeup first, she pulled out of a bag, two small silicone breast shaped forms. Dave you will be wearing these for two weeks, so I have to make sure they are aligned perfectly. She had Dave sit up straight and carefully she marked the areas that they were to go, next she put a jelly like substance on the back of on breast form, smeared it and placed it against Dave's chest. She held the breast form for about three minutes and did the same with the other, and again three minutes later Kate moved away and Dave looked down to see two smallish breast forms. He touched them, they felt cool, rubbery and moved to the touch. He could feel them hanging, tugging slightly at his chest and wondered how long they would be on. Next Kate started with the makeup and again they started making love, but this time Kate let Dave get on top and kept stroking his small breasts as he entered her. Dave knew Kate was turned on as much as he was.

After the love making Kate told him that he was to keep the breasts on until she told him otherwise. Dave asked about work, but Kate simply shrugged her shoulders, smiled, reached up and touched his lips with her finger and said "I'm sure you'll think of something", and left.

At work Dave was careful to wear baggy tops and a boiler suit to hide the forms. This went on for two weeks. Shower times were amusing, he would play with them and pose in the mirror. The glue was good, after two weeks he still had no edges pulling away, the breasts were stuck good and fast. Bedtimes were irritating, the breasts would pull to one side and then the other and Dave would wake during the night.

After two weeks Kate announced that they were to come off. Dave was relieved, he liked them but they were so conspicuous, plus the boiler suit made him extremely hot all day at work. Kate had him sit and remove his top, as he did Kate looked at his breasts and than applied some solution to the edges, it was runny and Kate had to keep wiping the runs off and repaint the edges. After about ten minutes the edges of the silicone breasts started to curl up and detach their selves from Dave's chest. After a further five minutes Kate was wiping his chest and asked him how he liked the breast forms, Dave said he liked the look, the touch and the weight that he really liked them but were awkward to hide at work. Kate smiled and said "in that case you will love these", and reached down into her bag and brought out two more breast forms except this time they were huge. They must have been a D cup, they were tear drop shaped and were skin coloured, and they had medium sized nipples. Once they were on he would not be able to hide them, he could wear a dozen baggy jumpers and the huge mounds on his chest would be there, sticking out for all the world to see. There was no way he could hide them, he and his breasts would be on display.

Kate cleaned and dried the area on his chest then started to rub a gritty like substance all over the breast area. She rubbed and rubbed until Dave had a bright red and very sore chest. Kate explained that it was a powerful exfoliant, she needed to remove all the dead skin and make sure that the glue had a better surface to adhere to. There were no hairs because the Laser treatment had long taken care of them. She carefully marked the areas and then picked up a new pot of adhesive and explained that this was an improved version of the previous glue and it was able to penetrate the skin levels deeper so that once they were on they would be extremely awkward and painful to remove without the removing liquid.

Kate carefully covered the inside surface of one breast with the adhesive solution and looked at Dave and said "well Dave, there's no turning back now" and carefully placed the breast on Dave. Dave felt the cool gel hit his skin and again Kate just held it there. When she eventually loosed the breast Dave felt the weight pull him forward slightly, he thought that this was going to take some getting used to. Kate then applied the adhesive to the second breast and held it in place. When Kate released her grip and the breast fell downwards. Dave felt the skin at the base of his neck tighten slightly and again he was pulled ever so slightly forwards.

Dave stood up and felt the weight on his front and swayed from side to side, as he did so the breasts seemed to be a second behind his sway, and seemed to throw him slightly off balance. Dave stood there,his breasts hanging down and sticking out, he looked at Kate, and said "wow", these are huge. Kate nodded her head in recognition, Kate then pulled out a black lacy bra and placed the cups on Dave's new breasts and pulled the bra onto the breasts, she then went behind him and informed him that from now on he will be wearing one of these.

I have a bra and a big pair of tits, he thought to him self.

Strangely there was no love making this time, Kate and Dave just looked at each other and hugged. Kate seemed to get a big kick from just holding Dave, with his breasts holding each other apart.

That night Dave went to bed without the bra, but the weight if his new breasts was uncomfortable and if he moved to the left his huge breasts would roll to one side. He eventually put the bra back on. The following morning Dave tried in vain to hide the breasts, he tried the baggiest of jumpers but he knew it was pointless, so he just put on his normal work clothes and went to work. As he entered the factory, it went quiet; he knew they were staring at him. A few people started to swear abuse at him and he heard more than one person shout "fucking puff", but Dave knew he was straight, he wasn't gay, he just got thrilled with the feminine appearance and experience. His foreman called him into the office and they chatted, but Dave surprised himself, he just explained that from now on he would be gradually take on a more feminine appearance. Once his so called "work mates" had changed their attitude towards him and verbally abused him he thought "why bother", why bother worrying about a few idiots who don't know the basics about the difference in homosexuality and transvestism.

Eventually the pressure eased, he just stood at the machine and earned his money. Only a few people spoke to him, surprisingly the women seemed to keep away from him more than some of the men. It seemed as if he had crossed into some female territory that men weren't allowed. One chap even asked him out for a drink and Dave had to explain that he was straight, which really confused the other chap.

It had been three weeks, since his breast fitting, and he was now used to the looks, the sneers and comments, but for the first time in ages he was happy. He felt relaxed. Kate had started to change as well, instead of being the slight Dom in the relationship, she started to become a total Dominatrix.

It had been three months since his new D breasts; he had them re-glued on every three weeks. After three months the breasts became the norm.

Some time later after things had settles down Kate announced that she had made an appointment for him at a clinic based in Nottingham to have two treatments done, she didn't tell Dave what the treatments were, but she gave him instructions that he must demand the largest that was available in both cases. If he didn't she would find out, and that he would have his falsies removed prior to the visit.

At the clinic, Dave was asked to take a seat by the Doctor. The Doctor read a few notes and looked at Dave and asked said "David, why do you want breast enhancement, what do you hope to achieve"? I mean the lips are one thing but breasts on a man?

Dave was shocked, but quickly regained his composure and made up a story about exploring the feminine side and that having his own breasts and lips done were next on his list. He explained that he had been wearing glued on breasts for months and he now wanted the real thing. The Doctor said fine and explained the procedure; Dave was not to get breast implants but rather injections of something called Hyaluronic acid, which would give him a slightly fuller breast shape, but only slightly due to the relative tightness of the skin on his chest. The normal dosage is 200ml, but we shall have to start lower and as the need arises, increase the dosage. The Hyaluronic acid is the same substance that is injected into the lip line for lip augmentation, and will naturally disappear, however the particle size is larger and will take up to twelve months to reduce noticeably, and touch ups will be required as the skin stretches. Dave remembered what Kate had said and asked the Doctor what was the largest size he could go. The Doctor explained that there were limits but he would try to achieve the maximum possible, he then handed Dave a few pieces of paper and told him where to sign and was then lead into a separate room where a nurse like lady asked him to change into a robe and lie down on the bed.

Dave stripped and was lying dawn when the Doctor felt his tissue around the area where the breasts went and started to give small injections around the outer area of where the breasts should be, he then gave Dave what seemed to be what a dentist would do, he gave Dave a mouth injection which started to freeze the front of his mouth. He waited about ten minutes and then returned with a larger syringe and instructed Dave to look away. The Doctor then started to push the large needle into Dave's chest, the Doctor then slowly started to depress the syringe, and slowly emptied the syringe. He then injected the other side and started to feel the breast area, "a little more, I think" and he then got a third syringe and emptied the contents equally between both breasts. Whilst all this was being done the Doctor told Dave about aftercare and healing time and what to expect. The area was then covered with light gauze, and then the Doctor picked up a smaller syringe and started to inject around Dave's lip line. Dave could feel nothing, his lips were frozen, but he knew the Doctor was injection along his upper lip, starting at the centre. After a few more injections the Doctor started on the lower lip and then for some reason the Doctor seemed to push the needle from his cupids bow all the way up to his nose, and Dave could feel the Doctor inject and pull at the same time whilst withdrawing the needle, and then again on the other edge of Dave's cupids bow. The Doctor inspected the contours and after a little touching up Dave's mouth was wiped and he was told to dress. The Doctor looked at Dave and said "well large is what you wanted and large is what you've got". Dave was dressed and given written aftercare instructions and was out of the clinic like a flash.

As he left Kate pulled up in her car and honked her horn, Dave was pleased to see her, they chatted on the way back and once in the house Dave saw his lips for the first time. They were badly swollen and were seriously huge. The vermillion border was sticking out quite severe and he had two heavy lines running from his cupids bow straight up to the underside of his nose. Kate explained that these were called filtrum lines. He had large swollen but well defined lips. They looked too large and he was very worried.

The Doctor had given instructions not to remove the gauze dressing for two days but Dave couldn't wait. As the dressing came off Dave saw two small but pert breasts staring back at him. They had small nipples but the skin on them was tight. The breasts were almost between an A cup and B cup. Dave reapplied the dressing and chatted with Kate until the early hours.

The plucking continued, the waxing and toe polish continues and the makeup sessions continued. Dave now noticed the eyebrows were getting almost like pencil lines and shown little sign of re-growth. His leg hair had also stopped growing as fast and the hairs that grew were finer and softer. The laser hair treatment had continued on and off, the last few were interesting especially after the Hyaluronic injections. The first time he removed his top for the laser technician after he had the injections the technician looked gob-smacked, it was the first time she had seen a man with breasts especially his pert little breasts.

He was eventually hairless on his chest, back and underarms.

It had been two years since he met Kate, he had continued with the breast injections but had never been able to achieve above a B cup, his lips had been filled four times and he was now used to appearing very feminine in public.

One day he asked Kate what she had planned next? Kate looked at him and asked "what would you like" Dave hesitated and then looked at her and said, "I would like some proper breasts", I would like to move towards a more permanent feminine look.

Kate was quite successful money-wise, and so was Dave and so they agreed that Dave would pay for breast implants and she would pay for everything else. They started researching different types of implants but soon realised that Dave needed to stretch the skin to allow larger implants and that this would require inflatable type implants, ones that could be gradually expanded as the skin on his breasts stretched. They contacted a plastic surgeon that specialised in transsexual surgery and it was agreed on the type and what to expect and the time scale.

It was the day of the surgery and Dave was lead into the operating room and started to could back from ten, nine, eight, seven and then he was asleep. When he woke he was in bed, his chest had been tightly wrapped and he knew he was now well on the way towards his desire for larger breasts. Dave was allowed home the same day and had to return every three weeks to have a saline injection injected through his skin into a valve that was located just beneath the skin on the sides by his armpits.

Over the months his implants grew a little at a time and after another eighteen months he was ready for silicone implants. They were to remove the present implants and replace them with teardrop shaped ones.

During this eighteen month period Kate had regularly took Dave for acrylic nails, waxing on his arms and Brazilian waxing on his pubic area. Kate even had his hair coloured and styled in a more feminine style, she even now referred to Dave as Dee.

Dave had started living and appearing as a female, his facial features were male, but with the makeup he looked more like a lady.

Dave had the operation and now had largish silicone breasts, he had no nipple to speak of, just large stretched pink blotches where his areolas used to be. One day Kate took him to a tattoo studio and he came out with a large tattooed deep red heart outlined in bold black, on each breast over the area where the nipples should be. On the left above his heart, the work Kate was tattooed in the centre of the heart in bold black ink, and on the other it read Dee.

To be continued in part 2

 

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