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As Michael's eyes fluttered open, he realized that he was bound to a bed with medical restraints. He had no idea how long he had been under. He tried to move his arms and legs, but they wouldn't budge. Panic set in as he looked around the room, trying to make sense of his surroundings.
Emily noticed Michael's distress and quickly moved to his side. "Don't worry, Michael, you're in good hands," she said soothingly. "You may be at the Clinic for about a week, but we'll make sure you're comfortable and well taken care of."
Michael's eyes widened in shock. "A week? My wife is not expecting this," he protested, his voice filled with alarm.
Emily's expression softened. "Michael, your wife is well aware of the procedure and recovery time," she explained. "You've been in a medically-induced coma for recovery for more than two weeks,"
“Two weeks!”
“She wants to make sure that you're taken care of and that you have the time and space you need to heal properly. This was all on that consent form.
Michael's heart sank as he realized that Sarah had known all along. He felt a sense of betrayal, but he also knew that she only had his best interests at heart. "I...I see," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Emily patted his hand reassuringly. "Don't worry, Michael," she said. "We'll take good care of you here and before you know it, you'll be feeling better than ever, everything was removed just fine."
He looked at Emily with a mix of gratitude and confusion. "What exactly did you remove, again?" he asked, still a bit dazed.
Emily giggled again, unable to resist a small joke. "Just a few unsightly blemishes, Michael," she said, grinning, "You'll be feeling better in no time."
As Emily adjusted his catheter, her large breasts pushed against his body, and he felt only pain and emptiness in his groin. He couldn't describe at all how his dick and balls felt, it was simply dull aching smooth bandaged flesh. Her face was only inches from his own. Michael could feel her warm breath on his face, and before he knew it, she leaned in and pressed her lips gently against his. It was a soft, tender kiss, full of emotion and passion. Michael felt his heart skip a beat as he returned the kiss, his lips pressing against hers in a tender embrace. Emily pulled back from the kiss and looked into Michael's eyes. "I know this may not be the outcome you were hoping for, but I want you to know that you're not alone. there is a whole team of medical professionals here to support you, and we'll do everything we can to make sure you're comfortable and cared for during your recovery."
Michael felt a sense of comfort wash over him as he looked into Emily's warm, caring eyes. He knew that he had made the right decision to come to the clinic and that he was in good hands with Emily and the rest of the staff. "Thank you, Emily," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I'm just glad that I have you here with me."
"Michael, we should go over the results of your procedure. I have some information for you, there have been what you might call some normal minor complications to your cosmetic surgery. You won't be able to have sex like you used to or impregnate a woman.” She said it to him in a matter of fact tone.
Michael's heart sank as Nurse Emily delivered the devastating news. "What? You mean I can't have kids anymore? I can’t have sex as I used to?" His voice trembled as he inquired.
"This is all very routine, you didn’t know that? I'm sorry you were ******* of the specifics, Michael," she said, her voice gentle. "The consent form you filled out was for a penectomy and orchiectomy, and it was requested by your wife. This is a very routine operation, we perform it all the time, I mean, it is like getting your ears pierced."
Michael's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Like a minor procedure, like getting my ears pierced? Why would my wife do this to me?" He inquired, his voice filled with shock and hurt.
Emily hesitated for a moment before responding. "I can't speak to her exact reasons, Michael. But based on the information we were given, she believed it was in the best interest of your ******," she explained, her voice measured and calm.
Michael's mind raced as he tried to process the gravity of the situation. "I can't believe this is happening. I trusted her," he said, his voice filled with anger and sadness.
Emily reached out to touch Michael's hand, offering him some comfort in his time of distress. "I know this is a lot to take in, Michael.”
Michael felt a deep anger rising within him as he realized what had been done to him without his knowledge or consent. "How could my wife do this to me? And how could you all let this happen?" he demanded, his voice full of frustration.
Emily took a step back, her hands raised in a gesture of peace. "Michael, I understand that you're upset, but your wife made the decision based on what she thought was best for your ****** with legitimate medical advisement. I don’t know why you are so concerned about this. My husband was eager to have the procedure done. And your wife's motivations for doing this to you were her private matters related to her fertility objectives. As medical professionals, we have to respect the privacy and autonomy of our patients," she explained, her tone calm and measured.
"But what about my privacy and autonomy? What about my right to know what's being done to my body?" Michael retorted, his anger growing with each passing second.
Emily sighed, knowing that there was little she could say to calm Michael's fury. "I'm sorry, Michael. I understand this is difficult for you. But we will do everything we can to make sure you're comfortable and supported during your recovery," she said, her voice filled with empathy and understanding.
Michael's mind raced as he tried to process the news. He couldn't believe that his wife had agreed to such a drastic procedure without his full consent. "But what about my wife? How could she do this without telling me?" he demanded, his voice rising with anger and frustration.
Emily took a step back, sensing Michael's agitation. "Michael, I understand this is difficult news to hear, but your wife was aware of the procedure and the potential risks involved. She made the decision based on what she thought was best for your ******," she said, her voice calming as she reiterated the facts.
Michael felt a sense of betrayal wash over him. He couldn't believe that his wife would make such a decision without his full knowledge and consent. "I can't believe this. I trusted her, and now she's taken away my ability to have kids," he said, his voice filled with emotion.
Emily reached out to touch Michael's hand, offering him some comfort in his time of distress. "Don’t be silly Michael, you can still have kids, I assure you she can still get pregnant I did her check up myself. I know this is a lot to take in, Michael. But I'm here to support you through the recovery process and help you in any way I can," she said, her voice filled with warmth and compassion.
Michael didn't know what to say. He felt violated and betrayed, and he didn't know how he could ever trust his wife again. "I just need some time to process this," he said, his voice heavy with emotion. "Please just give me some space."
As Michael continued to express his discontent, Emily listened attentively before offering a solution. "I understand that this news is difficult to accept, Michael. But we do have some virtual reality programs and hypnosis that can help you come to terms with your situation, this will help you,"
With that, Emily reached for a virtual reality helmet and gently placed it over Michael's head. She then booted up the VWD Clinic's hypnosis videos and instructed Michael to take a few deep breaths and relax.
As Michael's eyes fluttered closed, he felt Emily's gentle touch on his temple as she slid a virtual reality helmet onto his head. The weight of it was strangely comforting, the cool metal and sleek design making him feel like he was part of a futuristic world he didn't quite understand.
With the helmet secured, Emily tapped a few buttons on a nearby control panel, and Michael felt his surroundings shift. The sterile room around him melted away, replaced by the sound of lapping waves and the scent of saltwater in the air. He felt the sand beneath his feet, the sun on his skin, and the cool touch of a breeze on his face.
And then he saw her. Sarah, his wife, dancing in the surf with her new friend Jamal. He watched as the two of them laughed and splashed, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the waves.
Michael felt a pang of jealousy as he watched them, his heart aching with a longing he couldn't quite name. But then Sarah saw him, waving him over to join them with a bright smile on her face.
Michael looked down at his own nude body, which now looked smooth and featureless, like a Ken doll. It was a strange feeling, seeing himself without the familiar contours he was used to, but he pushed past the discomfort and made his way toward the water.
As Michael slowly came to terms with his situation, he opened his eyes to find Sarah and a virtual adonis named Jamal standing in front of him, holding hands together. Sarah's eyes widened with excitement as she looked at Michael, and she couldn't help but smile at his new Ken doll's genitalia-less body.
"Wow, Michael. You look beautiful," Sarah said, her voice filled with admiration and love.
As she introduced Jamal, Michael couldn't help but notice his perfect form, his great smile, and his confident demeanor. He had never seen anyone like him before, and he couldn't help but agree that Jamal was truly beautiful.
As the three of them stood together, Sarah took Michael's hand and placed it in Jamal's, encouraging him to join in their fun. Michael hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, but with Sarah's gentle urging, he finally gave in.
As he waded into the surf, Michael felt a sense of peace settles over him. The water was warm and inviting, and he found himself losing track of time as he splashed and played with his wife and her friend.
They made their way up the beach out of the surf and Jamal pushed Michael onto a beach towel on the sand. He grabbed suntan oil and had Sarah rub it all over his cock. Michael began to eat Sarah’s pussy on all fours as she looked into Jamal’s eyes ignoring Michael’s. Michael swears he felt Jamal's cock enter him and could feel suntan oil being poured into his ass crack.
In the real world, Emily began to work a vibrating black butt plug into Michael's ass. She took off her scrubs and tights and climbed onto his face in the bed, grinding her pussy against his tongue. She tried to be careful not to disturb the virtual reality headset.
As Dr. Imani made his rounds, he stopped by Michael’s recovery room. "Well done, Emily," Dr. Imanii said, nodding in approval. "You have a way of connecting with patients that truly puts them at ease."
Emily smiled at the compliment, feeling proud of her work. "Thank you, Dr. Imani. I just want to do what I can to help our patients through these difficult times, it means so much to me to please you!" she said, her voice filled with warmth and compassion as she ground her pussy hard on the recently sexless Michael. Nothing made her pussy wet like taking a white boy's cock and balls and then lovingly showing him the meaning of life. Her patients meant the world to her.
Dr. Jabari nodded, his eyes resting on Michael's smothered helmeted face. "It's important work, Emily. We all must provide the best care possible to our patients, and you certainly embody that spirit."
“Did you properly dispose of his pathetic genitalia, by clinic procedures, Emily?"
“Naturally, doctor, I fed all that bad meat to your Doberman Mitzy, but it wasn't a full meal, so I gave her some kibble.“ Emily loved feeding the doctor’s Doberman. She ground her pussy harder against Michael’s face orgasming softly as she thought of feeding Mitzy his cock.
With that, Dr. Jabari left the room, typically disgusted by sexual experiences between white boys and any women without a black cock involved. This was an improvement, though, and he was proud of Emily’s hard work. He made a note on his electronic tablet that she should be brought up for black breeding review soon.
“Can you hear me in there Michael?” Emily cooed, lifting her pussy off his face a little so he could breathe deeply and speak.
“Yes I hear you, Emily,” he said between kisses on her pussy. “This is so realistic. Oh my god, my ass, this is so intense, better than the best orgasm ever…”
“Of course it is silly, Dr. Imani transplanted a g-spot from a woman into your ass hole and taint. You have all of the internal equipment and even a clitoris buried inside. Watch this!” she reached back and ground the vibrator inside him, causing him to moan and orgasm hard shuddering on the dildo.
“Now you cum like a woman! And since you cum like a woman say what a woman says. Michael when you cum say No white babies!” she ground the toy deep inside him.
“No white babies!” he yelled as he had the best orgasm of his life and was further smothered by Nurse Emily’s unshaven little fertile black cum hungry pussy.
Days later Michael walked into the VWD support group room, feeling nervous and unsure. He took a seat in the circle of chairs, surrounded by other men who had undergone the same procedure and treatment that he had. They exchanged polite nods, but there was a palpable tension in the air, as each man grappled with his own emotions and experiences.
The group facilitator Emily took a deep breath and looked around the room, making eye contact with each of her patients seated before her. "I know that this is a difficult time for all of you," she said, her voice calm and soothing. "But I want you to know that you're not alone. We're all here to support one another, and to help each other navigate the challenges that lie ahead."
Michael listened intently as the other men began to share their own stories. He heard about their fears, their anxieties, and their hopes for the future. As each man spoke, Michael felt a sense of connection and empathy.
One man named John talked about how he had struggled with depression and anxiety after his procedure, how it was so fresh and still hurt. But he was pussy free and wanted to show his commitment to his mother.
Another man, named Peter, talked about his struggles with intimacy and relationships after his procedure. His wife left him for a man with a big cock right after the procedure and laughed about it. He shared how he had always been a very sexual person, and how the loss of that aspect of his life had left him feeling confused and lost. He talked about his fears of being rejected by potential partners, and how he was working to overcome those fears and find new ways to connect with others.
A third man, named Carlos, talked about the impact of the procedure on his mental health. He shared how he had always prided himself on his virility and sexual prowess, and how the loss of those things had left him feeling emasculated and worthless. He talked about his struggles with depression and anxiety, and how he was working to find new ways to define his sense of self-worth and identity. His son didn’t look at him like a man when his wife started dating black men and bringing them over, eventually getting pregnant.
As Michael fidgeted in his seat, one of the other men, Ralph began to share his story. He explained how he had struggled with sexual dysfunction for years, which had caused a strain on his marriage and ****** life. But after undergoing the procedure at the VWD clinic, his life changed for the better.
"The procedure was the best thing that ever happened to me," the man said with a smile. "It brought so much more intimacy between me and my wife, and it's helped our relationship in so many ways."
As the other men in the group listened to Ralph's story, he spoke with a clear sense of confidence and gratitude. "I'll admit, when my wife first suggested the procedure, I was hesitant," he said, a small smile on his face. "But now, I can say with complete honesty that it was the best decision I've ever made."
Ralph went on to list the benefits he had experienced since undergoing the procedure. "For one, it's brought me and my wife much closer together," he explained. "We're able to communicate more openly and honestly about our needs and desires, and it's brought a level of intimacy to our relationship that we've never had before."
He continued, "And my *********, they respect me more now than ever before. They see the sacrifice I made for my ******, and it's given them a newfound appreciation for the kind of man and father I am. And my son, he looks up to me as a role model, someone who's willing to make a tough decision for the good of those he loves." Ralph looked around the room, his eyes filled with emotion. "I know this is a difficult thing to face, gentlemen, but I want to assure you that it's not the end of the world. It can be the beginning of a new chapter in your lives, filled with newfound strength and purpose."
"I know it's not an easy decision to make, but sometimes it's the right one," he said, looking around at the other men in the room. "And if it helps you to be a better husband and father, then it's worth it."
As the other men in the group listened to the man's story, Emily watched as their expressions slowly changed from sadness to hope. She listened carefully to the man's words, nodding in agreement as he spoke about the positive impact the procedure had on his life and his relationships.
After he finished speaking, Emily stood up and addressed the group. "I want to take a moment to highlight what this man just shared with us," she said, her voice filled with admiration. "He made a difficult decision, but he did it with courage and conviction. He recognized the potential benefits of the procedure and was willing to make a sacrifice for the good of his ****** and his relationships. As a result, he's experienced a new level of intimacy and respect from his loved ones."
She paused for a moment to let her words sink in before continuing. "I want to emphasize that this isn't a negative thing, gentlemen. It's an advantage. You have the opportunity to redefine your relationships and your sense of self, and to create new levels of intimacy and trust with your partners. You can be heroes, just like this man here. I think each one of you is a hero honestly, I wouldn’t have ground my pussy on each of your faces if I didn’t think you were a hero."
As the other men looked around the room, Emily could see the beginnings of hope and inspiration taking hold. They were heroes.
As the session came to a close, Emily addressed the group once again, her voice gentle yet firm. "I know that this is a difficult situation for all of you, but I want to remind you that this isn't just about yourselves. Your wives have needs and desires too, and it's important to consider their feelings as well," she said.
She continued, "I've seen some of you here today who are struggling with feelings of betrayal and anger towards your wives, but it's important to understand that this is a decision that was made for the benefit of your relationship. Your wives love you and want to be with you, and this procedure can bring you closer together, physically and emotionally."
Emily looked around the room, making eye contact with each of the men. "I know it may seem selfish to focus only on your own needs and desires. But by embracing this procedure and finding ways to cope and thrive, you can create a stronger, more intimate bond with your wives," she said.
She added, "And if your wives do seek fulfillment outside of your relationship, it's important to understand that it's not a reflection of your worth or value as a partner. Every relationship is different, and what works for one couple may not work for another. It's important to be open and honest with each other and to communicate your needs and desires so that you can find a way forward that works for both of you."
As John and Michael were both recovering from the same procedure, they were assigned to share a room at the clinic. Nurse Emily explained that due to a shortage of beds, they would have to share one. At first, Michael was hesitant to share such an intimate space with a stranger, but he soon found that Ralph was a warm and affectionate man.
Before settling into bed, John turned to Michael and asked, "Do you mind if we cuddle? It helps me sleep better." Michael was taken aback at first, but after a moment of consideration, he agreed, feeling a sense of trust and understanding with John.
As they lay in their bed, John drew Michael close to him consensually, wrapping his strong arms around him in a gentle embrace. Michael was surprised at how natural it felt and soon found himself relaxing into the embrace, feeling a sense of comfort and safety in John's arms.
They talked about their hopes and fears, their struggles and triumphs, and their plans for the future, all while cuddling in the cozy recovery bed. Michael found himself feeling more connected to John with every passing moment, feeling a sense of kinship and brotherhood that he had never experienced before.
As the night wore on and the moon rose high in the sky, Michael and John continued to talk and share, their bodies intertwined in a comfortable embrace. It was a moment of intimacy and connection that Michael would never forget, and he knew that he had found a friend for life in the kind and compassionate John.
As Michael lay in his bed, lost in thought and longing for the comfort of Jamal's arms, he drifted into a dream, he was surprised by a gentle touch on his shoulder. He opened his eyes to see Jamal standing beside his bed, a kind smile on his face.
"Hey, Michael. Mind if I join you?" Jamal asked, motioning to the space on the bed beside him, John had vanished into the ethereal space of the dream realm.
Without hesitation, Michael scooted over, making room for Jamal to join him. As Jamal slipped into the bed, Michael felt his heart rate quicken, unsure of what to expect. But as Jamal's arms wrapped around him in a gentle embrace, Michael's fears melted away, replaced by a sense of comfort and safety.
They lay together, holding each other close in a platonic and consensual embrace, as Michael breathed in the warmth of Jamal's body and the gentle rhythm of his breath. For a few moments, all was quiet and peaceful, as Michael surrendered to the embrace and allowed himself to feel the fullness of his emotions. The dream was perfect. The hypnosis worked, and now Michael had black cocks on the brain even when he slept.
Sarah stepped into the waiting room at the clinic, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation. Emily, the kind and compassionate nurse who had been caring for Michael, greeted her with a warm smile and led her to a comfortable chair.
"Michael will be ready soon," Emily said, her voice soothing and calm. "He's had a successful procedure, his recovery went great, and he's in the process of waking up now with his roommate Ralph."
Sarah's mind raced with thoughts of Michael and his recovery. She couldn't wait to see him, to hold him, to tell him how much she loved him. As she sat in the quiet waiting room, her thoughts turned to the future, to the life they would build together, to the ****** they would create.
As the minutes ticked by, Sarah's nerves began to get the best of her. She stood up and began to pace, her heart racing with worry and anticipation. Emily watched her with a sympathetic eye, knowing all too well the anxiety that comes with waiting for a loved one to recover.
"Would you like me to get you a cup of tea?" Emily offered, sensing Sarah's discomfort. "It might help you to relax."
Sarah nodded, grateful for the gesture. As Emily disappeared into the next room to fetch the tea, Sarah took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves. She knew that Michael was strong and resilient and that he would recover from the procedure with grace and dignity. All she could do was wait and hope, and trust in the love that bound them together. Emily returned with the tea.
"He's doing well," Emily reassured her. "He's just finishing up with the paperwork, and then he'll be ready to go."
She couldn't wait to see Michael again and to hold him in her arms. She knew that they had been through a lot, but they had come out on the other side stronger and more in love than ever before.
As they turned the corner, Sarah caught sight of Michael standing there, looking as handsome as ever. Without a word, she ran towards him and threw her arms around him, feeling the warmth of his body and the strength of his love.
Michael held her tightly, feeling a sense of relief and joy wash over him. He knew that he was going to be okay, as long as he had Sarah by his side. They had been through a lot, but their love had only grown stronger and more resilient through it all.
As they held each other close, Sarah could feel a flutter in her stomach. It was a feeling that she knew all too well, and she couldn't help but smile with joy. "I'm pregnant, Michael," she whispered, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation building within her.
Tears sprang to Michael's eyes as he looked down at her, feeling a surge of love and happiness that he couldn't even begin to describe. They had been through so much, but at that moment, he knew that everything was going to be okay. They had each other and a new life growing inside of Sarah. It was a moment of pure and unbridled joy, and Michael knew that he would cherish it for the rest of his life.
Sarah exclaimed, her eyes shining with joy. "I'm pregnant! And the baby's father is just the most amazing man. I can't wait for you to meet him."
Michael's heart skipped a beat at the news. The thought of being a father to her black lover's child filled him with a sense of joy and purpose he had never felt before.
As they walked to the car, Sarah continued to talk excitedly about the baby's father, a man named David whom she had met at work. She couldn't stop gushing about how kind and intelligent he was, how perfect he would be as a father, and how much she was looking forward to Michael meeting him. "He's just the sweetest guy, Michael," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "I know you're going to love him. It's crazy, baby, how much more of a man he is than you are.”
As they settled into the car, Sarah continued to talk, her words tumbling out in a jumble of excitement and joy. "And I can't wait to see the results of your procedure, Michael. Just know it wasn't an easy decision for me, I spent at least a week debating internally about this before I agreed, but I think it's going to make a huge difference in our lives." She reached over and took Michael's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Dr. Imani was so kind, Michael," she continued. "He's agreed to pay for Jane and her boyfriend Aaron to come to visit us. I think it'll be good for all of us to spend some time together as a ******." Sarah looked over at Michael, a soft smile on her face. "What do you think, honey?"
"I think it sounds wonderful, Sarah," he said, his voice filled with love and gratitude. "I can't wait to meet the baby daddy David and to see Jane and Aaron. And I can't wait to start our new life together, with this new reality that we've created."
"Well, I can't wait to see the results of your procedure, Michael," Sarah said, smiling lovingly at him. "I know it was a difficult decision, but I'm so proud of you for having the courage to do it. Thank you for trusting me. I won't let you down.”
As they entered their hotel room, Michael's heart was pounding with anxiety. He had been dreading this moment since he found out about his impotence and sexual dysfunction from the removal of his organs. Sarah turned to him with a sweet smile, taking his hand in hers and gazing into his eyes.
"What's on your mind, love?" she asked softly.
Michael took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to tell her about his condition. He explained how he had been feeling since the procedure and how he was afraid that she might not find him attractive anymore.
“They took my dick and balls, Sarah,” he said quietly, meekly. “They put a g-spot in my asshole. This is so insane.”
To his surprise, Sarah just laughed sweetly and pulled him into a warm embrace. "Oh Michael, I knew that this would happen, and it's okay, and by the way maybe a thank you? That G-Spot was a rather tricky procedure, we had to find a genetic match," she said, running her fingers through his hair. "I love you for who you are, not for what you can or can't do. I wanted you to feel pleasure, I wanted you to feel sex like I do, baby. I am always going to be yours. I wanted you to know the best feeling in the world, cumming on a black dick."
Michael felt a wave of relief wash over him. He knew that he had a loving partner who would stand by him no matter what.
Then, he took her hand and led her to the bed, where he slowly undressed, revealing the results of the procedure. Sarah's eyes widened in wonder as she took in his newly enhanced physique, running her fingers over his smooth, firm skin where his balls used to be. She took in the smoothness of his now missing sewn-shut sack, the lack of even a nub of his little splenectomized cock.
"It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with admiration. "You're beautiful, just the way you are. I wouldn't change a thing. You just have a tiny little pee hole by your taint now don’t you? I think David will approve. It is a status symbol here to have a husband like you who raises his many babies."
Michael felt a rush of gratitude and love as Sarah held him close, her warm body pressed against his, running her hands over his body. He had healed for a month and a half and his body was nice and smooth. He knew that he had found the perfect partner, someone who loved him for who he was, and not for what he could or couldn't do in the bedroom.
Sarah looked at Michael with a loving gaze and placed her hand on his chest. "You look amazing," she said, a smile forming on her lips. "The procedure may have changed some things, but it hasn't changed how attractive I find you."
Michael's face lit up with a smile, and he leaned in to kiss her. "Really?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with joy.
"Really," Sarah replied, her fingers tracing lightly over Michael's chest. "You may think that these changes have made you less of a man, but to me, they've only made you more beautiful. And the fact that you were willing to go through all of this for our ****** just shows how much of a true man you are. Jane will agree, you are setting an example for her of what romance looks like."
Michael pulled Sarah close to him, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment that he had never experienced before. He knew that he was lucky to have someone like Sarah by his side, someone who loved him unconditionally and saw him for the man he truly was.
"Thank you," Michael whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "Thank you for everything. I love you so much."
"I love you too, Michael," Sarah replied, her voice filled with emotion. "And I always will."
With a small smile, Sarah leaned forward and gently kissed Michael's lips. "I'm serious, Michael. You're the most handsome man in the world to me."
Michael felt his heart skip a beat at Sarah's words, feeling a warmth spread through his body. He had always struggled with body image issues, especially since the procedure had left him feeling less than whole. But at that moment, as he looked into Sarah's eyes and felt her touch, he knew that he was enough.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in for a long, slow kiss. Their lips met with a softness that belied the intensity of their feelings, a tender expression of their love for each other. Michael felt the world fall away as they kissed, lost in the moment of pure, unadulterated romance.
When they finally parted, Sarah looked at Michael with a tenderness that took his breath away. "I love you, Michael. I love every part of you, just the way you are."
Michael felt his eyes grow misty with emotion, feeling a sense of gratitude and wonder at the depth of Sarah's love for him.
Sarah glanced down at her phone, she saw a message from David appear on the screen. She quickly excused herself from the room and stepped out into the hallway to read the message. It was just a quick check-in to see how she was doing and how Michael's procedure had gone.
She typed a quick response, telling David that everything had gone well and that Michael was recovering nicely. As she hit send, she couldn't help but feel a small twinge of guilt in her heart. She knew that Michael was probably feeling vulnerable and insecure, and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt him.
But she also knew that their relationship was built on honesty and open communication, and she couldn't hide her feelings from David. She loved them both, and they both knew about each other and accepted the situation.
As she walked back into the room, she saw the look of concern on Michael's face. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice full of worry.
Sarah took a deep breath and sat down next to him, taking his hand in hers. "David just wanted to check in," she said softly. "But I'm here with you now, and I'm not going anywhere."
Michael's face softened, and he pulled Sarah into a tight embrace. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too," Sarah replied, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. "And I love David. It's not a competition, it's just about all of us being there for each other."
Michael nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he said. "I just want to make sure that you're happy, and that you're getting everything you need."
Sarah smiled, running her fingers through Michael's hair. "I'm happy, Michael," she said. "I have everything I need right here with you."
As Sarah looked at Michael, she couldn't help but admire the results of his procedure. His body was now more beautiful than ever before, and she wanted David to see it too.
"Michael, can I take some pictures of you? I want to send them to David so he can see just how gorgeous you are. I want him to see how happy I am with you and the results of your procedure," Sarah said with a smile.
Michael's face lit up with joy and pride, and he nodded in agreement. He trusted Sarah completely, and he knew that their unconventional relationship was built on a foundation of honesty and trust.
"Of course, Sarah. I'm happy to share my new self with David. It's all part of the love we share," Michael said, his voice filled with warmth and affection.
Sarah took out her phone and began to snap some pictures of Michael, capturing his beauty and strength in every shot. She knew that David would be amazed by the results, and she couldn't wait to share her love and happiness with both of the men in her life.
As Sarah took Michael's hand and placed it on her tummy, she felt a sense of warmth and contentment spread through her body. She knew that the baby growing inside her was the result of the deep love and connection she shared with both Michael and David, and she felt blessed to have both men in her life."In a few months, you will be able to feel David's baby kick!"
She watched as Michael's face lit up with wonder and amazement as he imagined the slight flutter of the baby's movement beneath his hand. It was a moment of pure joy and happiness, and Sarah knew that they were all going to make amazing parents.
As she looked into Michael's eyes, she felt a deep sense of love and gratitude for the man who had stood by her through thick and thin. She knew that their relationship was unconventional, but it was built on a foundation of honesty, respect, and trust. And at that moment, as they shared the miracle of new life growing inside Sarah, she knew that they were exactly where they were meant to be.
As Sarah and Michael sat together, marveling at the thought of Sarah's growing baby bump, she turned to him with a serious expression on her face.
"Michael, I think we should talk to Dr. Imani about starting you on estrogen," she said, her voice gentle and measured.
Michael looked at her, a quizzical expression on his face. "Estrogen? Why would I need to take that?"
"Well, Dr. Imani has recommended it as a way to help your body continue to adjust after the procedure. He thinks it will help with some of the side effects you've been experiencing and help you feel more comfortable in your body." She pets him softly.
Michael looked down at his lap, a pensive look on his face. He had always thought of himself as a man, but since the procedure, he had been experiencing a range of emotions and physical changes that left him feeling unsure and confused.
"I'm not sure, Sarah," Michael said, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I've always seen myself as a man's man?"
"I know, Michael," Sarah replied with a gentle smile. "But think about it. The estrogen could help with the side effects from the procedure, and it could also give you some of the feminine features that David finds attractive. Plus, Dr. Imani recommended it."
Michael thought about it for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. He wanted to make sure that he was doing the right thing, for himself and for the people he loved. "I don't know," he said after a moment. "It's a big decision."
"I'm here for you, Michael," Sarah said, taking his hand in hers. "Whatever you decide, I'll be right here by your side."
"Do you think it would help?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I do, Michael. I think it's worth considering, at least. We can talk to Dr. Imani and see what he thinks."
Michael nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Okay," he said softly. "Let's talk to him and see what he says."
"I know it might seem strange at first," Sarah said, sensing Michael's uncertainty. "But think about it—this could be a new chapter in your life, a chance to explore different aspects of your identity and your body."
Michael nodded slowly, taking in her words. "I guess I never thought of it that way," he said. "But do you think David will like it?"
"I think David loves you for who you are and what you did without knowing you, Michael," Sarah said, taking his hand in hers. "He's supportive of you, of this, and I'm sure he'll be there for you every step of the way. He is a great lover, he will make your new ass-pussy pop like crazy I promise."
Michael smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He knew that he had the support of both Sarah and David, and he felt more confident in his decision to explore this new aspect of himself.
"I think I'm ready to give it a try," he said, feeling a sense of excitement building inside him. "Let's see what the future holds."
Sarah's phone buzzed with a message, and she smiled as she read it. "Jane and Aaron have arrived at the airport," she said, turning to Michael. "They'll be here in a few hours."
Michael smiled back, feeling a sense of excitement building in his chest. He couldn't wait to meet his ********'s boyfriend and see the woman he had helped raise into a successful, independent adult. Jane, on the other hand, couldn’t wait to see how the procedure went with her ***, sign her boyfriend up for the procedure at the VWD Clinic, and get knocked up by David just like her mom. She had no idea how proud she would make her father and mother.
As Michael's eyes fluttered open, he realized that he was bound to a bed with medical restraints. He had no idea how long he had been under. He tried to move his arms and legs, but they wouldn't budge. Panic set in as he looked around the room, trying to make sense of his surroundings.
Emily noticed Michael's distress and quickly moved to his side. "Don't worry, Michael, you're in good hands," she said soothingly. "You may be at the Clinic for about a week, but we'll make sure you're comfortable and well taken care of."
Michael's eyes widened in shock. "A week? My wife is not expecting this," he protested, his voice filled with alarm.
Emily's expression softened. "Michael, your wife is well aware of the procedure and recovery time," she explained. "You've been in a medically-induced coma for recovery for more than two weeks,"
“Two weeks!”
“She wants to make sure that you're taken care of and that you have the time and space you need to heal properly. This was all on that consent form.
Michael's heart sank as he realized that Sarah had known all along. He felt a sense of betrayal, but he also knew that she only had his best interests at heart. "I...I see," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.
Emily patted his hand reassuringly. "Don't worry, Michael," she said. "We'll take good care of you here and before you know it, you'll be feeling better than ever, everything was removed just fine."
He looked at Emily with a mix of gratitude and confusion. "What exactly did you remove, again?" he asked, still a bit dazed.
Emily giggled again, unable to resist a small joke. "Just a few unsightly blemishes, Michael," she said, grinning, "You'll be feeling better in no time."
As Emily adjusted his catheter, her large breasts pushed against his body, and he felt only pain and emptiness in his groin. He couldn't describe at all how his dick and balls felt, it was simply dull aching smooth bandaged flesh. Her face was only inches from his own. Michael could feel her warm breath on his face, and before he knew it, she leaned in and pressed her lips gently against his. It was a soft, tender kiss, full of emotion and passion. Michael felt his heart skip a beat as he returned the kiss, his lips pressing against hers in a tender embrace. Emily pulled back from the kiss and looked into Michael's eyes. "I know this may not be the outcome you were hoping for, but I want you to know that you're not alone. there is a whole team of medical professionals here to support you, and we'll do everything we can to make sure you're comfortable and cared for during your recovery."
Michael felt a sense of comfort wash over him as he looked into Emily's warm, caring eyes. He knew that he had made the right decision to come to the clinic and that he was in good hands with Emily and the rest of the staff. "Thank you, Emily," he said, his voice filled with gratitude. "I'm just glad that I have you here with me."
"Michael, we should go over the results of your procedure. I have some information for you, there have been what you might call some normal minor complications to your cosmetic surgery. You won't be able to have sex like you used to or impregnate a woman.” She said it to him in a matter of fact tone.
Michael's heart sank as Nurse Emily delivered the devastating news. "What? You mean I can't have kids anymore? I can’t have sex as I used to?" His voice trembled as he inquired.
"This is all very routine, you didn’t know that? I'm sorry you were ******* of the specifics, Michael," she said, her voice gentle. "The consent form you filled out was for a penectomy and orchiectomy, and it was requested by your wife. This is a very routine operation, we perform it all the time, I mean, it is like getting your ears pierced."
Michael's eyes widened in disbelief. "What? Like a minor procedure, like getting my ears pierced? Why would my wife do this to me?" He inquired, his voice filled with shock and hurt.
Emily hesitated for a moment before responding. "I can't speak to her exact reasons, Michael. But based on the information we were given, she believed it was in the best interest of your ******," she explained, her voice measured and calm.
Michael's mind raced as he tried to process the gravity of the situation. "I can't believe this is happening. I trusted her," he said, his voice filled with anger and sadness.
Emily reached out to touch Michael's hand, offering him some comfort in his time of distress. "I know this is a lot to take in, Michael.”
Michael felt a deep anger rising within him as he realized what had been done to him without his knowledge or consent. "How could my wife do this to me? And how could you all let this happen?" he demanded, his voice full of frustration.
Emily took a step back, her hands raised in a gesture of peace. "Michael, I understand that you're upset, but your wife made the decision based on what she thought was best for your ****** with legitimate medical advisement. I don’t know why you are so concerned about this. My husband was eager to have the procedure done. And your wife's motivations for doing this to you were her private matters related to her fertility objectives. As medical professionals, we have to respect the privacy and autonomy of our patients," she explained, her tone calm and measured.
"But what about my privacy and autonomy? What about my right to know what's being done to my body?" Michael retorted, his anger growing with each passing second.
Emily sighed, knowing that there was little she could say to calm Michael's fury. "I'm sorry, Michael. I understand this is difficult for you. But we will do everything we can to make sure you're comfortable and supported during your recovery," she said, her voice filled with empathy and understanding.
Michael's mind raced as he tried to process the news. He couldn't believe that his wife had agreed to such a drastic procedure without his full consent. "But what about my wife? How could she do this without telling me?" he demanded, his voice rising with anger and frustration.
Emily took a step back, sensing Michael's agitation. "Michael, I understand this is difficult news to hear, but your wife was aware of the procedure and the potential risks involved. She made the decision based on what she thought was best for your ******," she said, her voice calming as she reiterated the facts.
Michael felt a sense of betrayal wash over him. He couldn't believe that his wife would make such a decision without his full knowledge and consent. "I can't believe this. I trusted her, and now she's taken away my ability to have kids," he said, his voice filled with emotion.
Emily reached out to touch Michael's hand, offering him some comfort in his time of distress. "Don’t be silly Michael, you can still have kids, I assure you she can still get pregnant I did her check up myself. I know this is a lot to take in, Michael. But I'm here to support you through the recovery process and help you in any way I can," she said, her voice filled with warmth and compassion.
Michael didn't know what to say. He felt violated and betrayed, and he didn't know how he could ever trust his wife again. "I just need some time to process this," he said, his voice heavy with emotion. "Please just give me some space."
As Michael continued to express his discontent, Emily listened attentively before offering a solution. "I understand that this news is difficult to accept, Michael. But we do have some virtual reality programs and hypnosis that can help you come to terms with your situation, this will help you,"
With that, Emily reached for a virtual reality helmet and gently placed it over Michael's head. She then booted up the VWD Clinic's hypnosis videos and instructed Michael to take a few deep breaths and relax.
As Michael's eyes fluttered closed, he felt Emily's gentle touch on his temple as she slid a virtual reality helmet onto his head. The weight of it was strangely comforting, the cool metal and sleek design making him feel like he was part of a futuristic world he didn't quite understand.
With the helmet secured, Emily tapped a few buttons on a nearby control panel, and Michael felt his surroundings shift. The sterile room around him melted away, replaced by the sound of lapping waves and the scent of saltwater in the air. He felt the sand beneath his feet, the sun on his skin, and the cool touch of a breeze on his face.
And then he saw her. Sarah, his wife, dancing in the surf with her new friend Jamal. He watched as the two of them laughed and splashed, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with the rhythm of the waves.
Michael felt a pang of jealousy as he watched them, his heart aching with a longing he couldn't quite name. But then Sarah saw him, waving him over to join them with a bright smile on her face.
Michael looked down at his own nude body, which now looked smooth and featureless, like a Ken doll. It was a strange feeling, seeing himself without the familiar contours he was used to, but he pushed past the discomfort and made his way toward the water.
As Michael slowly came to terms with his situation, he opened his eyes to find Sarah and a virtual adonis named Jamal standing in front of him, holding hands together. Sarah's eyes widened with excitement as she looked at Michael, and she couldn't help but smile at his new Ken doll's genitalia-less body.
"Wow, Michael. You look beautiful," Sarah said, her voice filled with admiration and love.
As she introduced Jamal, Michael couldn't help but notice his perfect form, his great smile, and his confident demeanor. He had never seen anyone like him before, and he couldn't help but agree that Jamal was truly beautiful.
As the three of them stood together, Sarah took Michael's hand and placed it in Jamal's, encouraging him to join in their fun. Michael hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do, but with Sarah's gentle urging, he finally gave in.
As he waded into the surf, Michael felt a sense of peace settles over him. The water was warm and inviting, and he found himself losing track of time as he splashed and played with his wife and her friend.
They made their way up the beach out of the surf and Jamal pushed Michael onto a beach towel on the sand. He grabbed suntan oil and had Sarah rub it all over his cock. Michael began to eat Sarah’s pussy on all fours as she looked into Jamal’s eyes ignoring Michael’s. Michael swears he felt Jamal's cock enter him and could feel suntan oil being poured into his ass crack.
In the real world, Emily began to work a vibrating black butt plug into Michael's ass. She took off her scrubs and tights and climbed onto his face in the bed, grinding her pussy against his tongue. She tried to be careful not to disturb the virtual reality headset.
As Dr. Imani made his rounds, he stopped by Michael’s recovery room. "Well done, Emily," Dr. Imanii said, nodding in approval. "You have a way of connecting with patients that truly puts them at ease."
Emily smiled at the compliment, feeling proud of her work. "Thank you, Dr. Imani. I just want to do what I can to help our patients through these difficult times, it means so much to me to please you!" she said, her voice filled with warmth and compassion as she ground her pussy hard on the recently sexless Michael. Nothing made her pussy wet like taking a white boy's cock and balls and then lovingly showing him the meaning of life. Her patients meant the world to her.
Dr. Jabari nodded, his eyes resting on Michael's smothered helmeted face. "It's important work, Emily. We all must provide the best care possible to our patients, and you certainly embody that spirit."
“Did you properly dispose of his pathetic genitalia, by clinic procedures, Emily?"
“Naturally, doctor, I fed all that bad meat to your Doberman Mitzy, but it wasn't a full meal, so I gave her some kibble.“ Emily loved feeding the doctor’s Doberman. She ground her pussy harder against Michael’s face orgasming softly as she thought of feeding Mitzy his cock.
With that, Dr. Jabari left the room, typically disgusted by sexual experiences between white boys and any women without a black cock involved. This was an improvement, though, and he was proud of Emily’s hard work. He made a note on his electronic tablet that she should be brought up for black breeding review soon.
“Can you hear me in there Michael?” Emily cooed, lifting her pussy off his face a little so he could breathe deeply and speak.
“Yes I hear you, Emily,” he said between kisses on her pussy. “This is so realistic. Oh my god, my ass, this is so intense, better than the best orgasm ever…”
“Of course it is silly, Dr. Imani transplanted a g-spot from a woman into your ass hole and taint. You have all of the internal equipment and even a clitoris buried inside. Watch this!” she reached back and ground the vibrator inside him, causing him to moan and orgasm hard shuddering on the dildo.
“Now you cum like a woman! And since you cum like a woman say what a woman says. Michael when you cum say No white babies!” she ground the toy deep inside him.
“No white babies!” he yelled as he had the best orgasm of his life and was further smothered by Nurse Emily’s unshaven little fertile black cum hungry pussy.
Days later Michael walked into the VWD support group room, feeling nervous and unsure. He took a seat in the circle of chairs, surrounded by other men who had undergone the same procedure and treatment that he had. They exchanged polite nods, but there was a palpable tension in the air, as each man grappled with his own emotions and experiences.
The group facilitator Emily took a deep breath and looked around the room, making eye contact with each of her patients seated before her. "I know that this is a difficult time for all of you," she said, her voice calm and soothing. "But I want you to know that you're not alone. We're all here to support one another, and to help each other navigate the challenges that lie ahead."
Michael listened intently as the other men began to share their own stories. He heard about their fears, their anxieties, and their hopes for the future. As each man spoke, Michael felt a sense of connection and empathy.
One man named John talked about how he had struggled with depression and anxiety after his procedure, how it was so fresh and still hurt. But he was pussy free and wanted to show his commitment to his mother.
Another man, named Peter, talked about his struggles with intimacy and relationships after his procedure. His wife left him for a man with a big cock right after the procedure and laughed about it. He shared how he had always been a very sexual person, and how the loss of that aspect of his life had left him feeling confused and lost. He talked about his fears of being rejected by potential partners, and how he was working to overcome those fears and find new ways to connect with others.
A third man, named Carlos, talked about the impact of the procedure on his mental health. He shared how he had always prided himself on his virility and sexual prowess, and how the loss of those things had left him feeling emasculated and worthless. He talked about his struggles with depression and anxiety, and how he was working to find new ways to define his sense of self-worth and identity. His son didn’t look at him like a man when his wife started dating black men and bringing them over, eventually getting pregnant.
As Michael fidgeted in his seat, one of the other men, Ralph began to share his story. He explained how he had struggled with sexual dysfunction for years, which had caused a strain on his marriage and ****** life. But after undergoing the procedure at the VWD clinic, his life changed for the better.
"The procedure was the best thing that ever happened to me," the man said with a smile. "It brought so much more intimacy between me and my wife, and it's helped our relationship in so many ways."
As the other men in the group listened to Ralph's story, he spoke with a clear sense of confidence and gratitude. "I'll admit, when my wife first suggested the procedure, I was hesitant," he said, a small smile on his face. "But now, I can say with complete honesty that it was the best decision I've ever made."
Ralph went on to list the benefits he had experienced since undergoing the procedure. "For one, it's brought me and my wife much closer together," he explained. "We're able to communicate more openly and honestly about our needs and desires, and it's brought a level of intimacy to our relationship that we've never had before."
He continued, "And my *********, they respect me more now than ever before. They see the sacrifice I made for my ******, and it's given them a newfound appreciation for the kind of man and father I am. And my son, he looks up to me as a role model, someone who's willing to make a tough decision for the good of those he loves." Ralph looked around the room, his eyes filled with emotion. "I know this is a difficult thing to face, gentlemen, but I want to assure you that it's not the end of the world. It can be the beginning of a new chapter in your lives, filled with newfound strength and purpose."
"I know it's not an easy decision to make, but sometimes it's the right one," he said, looking around at the other men in the room. "And if it helps you to be a better husband and father, then it's worth it."
As the other men in the group listened to the man's story, Emily watched as their expressions slowly changed from sadness to hope. She listened carefully to the man's words, nodding in agreement as he spoke about the positive impact the procedure had on his life and his relationships.
After he finished speaking, Emily stood up and addressed the group. "I want to take a moment to highlight what this man just shared with us," she said, her voice filled with admiration. "He made a difficult decision, but he did it with courage and conviction. He recognized the potential benefits of the procedure and was willing to make a sacrifice for the good of his ****** and his relationships. As a result, he's experienced a new level of intimacy and respect from his loved ones."
She paused for a moment to let her words sink in before continuing. "I want to emphasize that this isn't a negative thing, gentlemen. It's an advantage. You have the opportunity to redefine your relationships and your sense of self, and to create new levels of intimacy and trust with your partners. You can be heroes, just like this man here. I think each one of you is a hero honestly, I wouldn’t have ground my pussy on each of your faces if I didn’t think you were a hero."
As the other men looked around the room, Emily could see the beginnings of hope and inspiration taking hold. They were heroes.
As the session came to a close, Emily addressed the group once again, her voice gentle yet firm. "I know that this is a difficult situation for all of you, but I want to remind you that this isn't just about yourselves. Your wives have needs and desires too, and it's important to consider their feelings as well," she said.
She continued, "I've seen some of you here today who are struggling with feelings of betrayal and anger towards your wives, but it's important to understand that this is a decision that was made for the benefit of your relationship. Your wives love you and want to be with you, and this procedure can bring you closer together, physically and emotionally."
Emily looked around the room, making eye contact with each of the men. "I know it may seem selfish to focus only on your own needs and desires. But by embracing this procedure and finding ways to cope and thrive, you can create a stronger, more intimate bond with your wives," she said.
She added, "And if your wives do seek fulfillment outside of your relationship, it's important to understand that it's not a reflection of your worth or value as a partner. Every relationship is different, and what works for one couple may not work for another. It's important to be open and honest with each other and to communicate your needs and desires so that you can find a way forward that works for both of you."
As John and Michael were both recovering from the same procedure, they were assigned to share a room at the clinic. Nurse Emily explained that due to a shortage of beds, they would have to share one. At first, Michael was hesitant to share such an intimate space with a stranger, but he soon found that Ralph was a warm and affectionate man.
Before settling into bed, John turned to Michael and asked, "Do you mind if we cuddle? It helps me sleep better." Michael was taken aback at first, but after a moment of consideration, he agreed, feeling a sense of trust and understanding with John.
As they lay in their bed, John drew Michael close to him consensually, wrapping his strong arms around him in a gentle embrace. Michael was surprised at how natural it felt and soon found himself relaxing into the embrace, feeling a sense of comfort and safety in John's arms.
They talked about their hopes and fears, their struggles and triumphs, and their plans for the future, all while cuddling in the cozy recovery bed. Michael found himself feeling more connected to John with every passing moment, feeling a sense of kinship and brotherhood that he had never experienced before.
As the night wore on and the moon rose high in the sky, Michael and John continued to talk and share, their bodies intertwined in a comfortable embrace. It was a moment of intimacy and connection that Michael would never forget, and he knew that he had found a friend for life in the kind and compassionate John.
As Michael lay in his bed, lost in thought and longing for the comfort of Jamal's arms, he drifted into a dream, he was surprised by a gentle touch on his shoulder. He opened his eyes to see Jamal standing beside his bed, a kind smile on his face.
"Hey, Michael. Mind if I join you?" Jamal asked, motioning to the space on the bed beside him, John had vanished into the ethereal space of the dream realm.
Without hesitation, Michael scooted over, making room for Jamal to join him. As Jamal slipped into the bed, Michael felt his heart rate quicken, unsure of what to expect. But as Jamal's arms wrapped around him in a gentle embrace, Michael's fears melted away, replaced by a sense of comfort and safety.
They lay together, holding each other close in a platonic and consensual embrace, as Michael breathed in the warmth of Jamal's body and the gentle rhythm of his breath. For a few moments, all was quiet and peaceful, as Michael surrendered to the embrace and allowed himself to feel the fullness of his emotions. The dream was perfect. The hypnosis worked, and now Michael had black cocks on the brain even when he slept.
Sarah stepped into the waiting room at the clinic, her heart pounding with nervous anticipation. Emily, the kind and compassionate nurse who had been caring for Michael, greeted her with a warm smile and led her to a comfortable chair.
"Michael will be ready soon," Emily said, her voice soothing and calm. "He's had a successful procedure, his recovery went great, and he's in the process of waking up now with his roommate Ralph."
Sarah's mind raced with thoughts of Michael and his recovery. She couldn't wait to see him, to hold him, to tell him how much she loved him. As she sat in the quiet waiting room, her thoughts turned to the future, to the life they would build together, to the ****** they would create.
As the minutes ticked by, Sarah's nerves began to get the best of her. She stood up and began to pace, her heart racing with worry and anticipation. Emily watched her with a sympathetic eye, knowing all too well the anxiety that comes with waiting for a loved one to recover.
"Would you like me to get you a cup of tea?" Emily offered, sensing Sarah's discomfort. "It might help you to relax."
Sarah nodded, grateful for the gesture. As Emily disappeared into the next room to fetch the tea, Sarah took a deep breath and tried to calm her nerves. She knew that Michael was strong and resilient and that he would recover from the procedure with grace and dignity. All she could do was wait and hope, and trust in the love that bound them together. Emily returned with the tea.
"He's doing well," Emily reassured her. "He's just finishing up with the paperwork, and then he'll be ready to go."
She couldn't wait to see Michael again and to hold him in her arms. She knew that they had been through a lot, but they had come out on the other side stronger and more in love than ever before.
As they turned the corner, Sarah caught sight of Michael standing there, looking as handsome as ever. Without a word, she ran towards him and threw her arms around him, feeling the warmth of his body and the strength of his love.
Michael held her tightly, feeling a sense of relief and joy wash over him. He knew that he was going to be okay, as long as he had Sarah by his side. They had been through a lot, but their love had only grown stronger and more resilient through it all.
As they held each other close, Sarah could feel a flutter in her stomach. It was a feeling that she knew all too well, and she couldn't help but smile with joy. "I'm pregnant, Michael," she whispered, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation building within her.
Tears sprang to Michael's eyes as he looked down at her, feeling a surge of love and happiness that he couldn't even begin to describe. They had been through so much, but at that moment, he knew that everything was going to be okay. They had each other and a new life growing inside of Sarah. It was a moment of pure and unbridled joy, and Michael knew that he would cherish it for the rest of his life.
Sarah exclaimed, her eyes shining with joy. "I'm pregnant! And the baby's father is just the most amazing man. I can't wait for you to meet him."
Michael's heart skipped a beat at the news. The thought of being a father to her black lover's child filled him with a sense of joy and purpose he had never felt before.
As they walked to the car, Sarah continued to talk excitedly about the baby's father, a man named David whom she had met at work. She couldn't stop gushing about how kind and intelligent he was, how perfect he would be as a father, and how much she was looking forward to Michael meeting him. "He's just the sweetest guy, Michael," she said, her voice filled with excitement. "I know you're going to love him. It's crazy, baby, how much more of a man he is than you are.”
As they settled into the car, Sarah continued to talk, her words tumbling out in a jumble of excitement and joy. "And I can't wait to see the results of your procedure, Michael. Just know it wasn't an easy decision for me, I spent at least a week debating internally about this before I agreed, but I think it's going to make a huge difference in our lives." She reached over and took Michael's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Dr. Imani was so kind, Michael," she continued. "He's agreed to pay for Jane and her boyfriend Aaron to come to visit us. I think it'll be good for all of us to spend some time together as a ******." Sarah looked over at Michael, a soft smile on her face. "What do you think, honey?"
"I think it sounds wonderful, Sarah," he said, his voice filled with love and gratitude. "I can't wait to meet the baby daddy David and to see Jane and Aaron. And I can't wait to start our new life together, with this new reality that we've created."
"Well, I can't wait to see the results of your procedure, Michael," Sarah said, smiling lovingly at him. "I know it was a difficult decision, but I'm so proud of you for having the courage to do it. Thank you for trusting me. I won't let you down.”
As they entered their hotel room, Michael's heart was pounding with anxiety. He had been dreading this moment since he found out about his impotence and sexual dysfunction from the removal of his organs. Sarah turned to him with a sweet smile, taking his hand in hers and gazing into his eyes.
"What's on your mind, love?" she asked softly.
Michael took a deep breath and mustered up the courage to tell her about his condition. He explained how he had been feeling since the procedure and how he was afraid that she might not find him attractive anymore.
“They took my dick and balls, Sarah,” he said quietly, meekly. “They put a g-spot in my asshole. This is so insane.”
To his surprise, Sarah just laughed sweetly and pulled him into a warm embrace. "Oh Michael, I knew that this would happen, and it's okay, and by the way maybe a thank you? That G-Spot was a rather tricky procedure, we had to find a genetic match," she said, running her fingers through his hair. "I love you for who you are, not for what you can or can't do. I wanted you to feel pleasure, I wanted you to feel sex like I do, baby. I am always going to be yours. I wanted you to know the best feeling in the world, cumming on a black dick."
Michael felt a wave of relief wash over him. He knew that he had a loving partner who would stand by him no matter what.
Then, he took her hand and led her to the bed, where he slowly undressed, revealing the results of the procedure. Sarah's eyes widened in wonder as she took in his newly enhanced physique, running her fingers over his smooth, firm skin where his balls used to be. She took in the smoothness of his now missing sewn-shut sack, the lack of even a nub of his little splenectomized cock.
"It's beautiful," she whispered, her voice filled with admiration. "You're beautiful, just the way you are. I wouldn't change a thing. You just have a tiny little pee hole by your taint now don’t you? I think David will approve. It is a status symbol here to have a husband like you who raises his many babies."
Michael felt a rush of gratitude and love as Sarah held him close, her warm body pressed against his, running her hands over his body. He had healed for a month and a half and his body was nice and smooth. He knew that he had found the perfect partner, someone who loved him for who he was, and not for what he could or couldn't do in the bedroom.
Sarah looked at Michael with a loving gaze and placed her hand on his chest. "You look amazing," she said, a smile forming on her lips. "The procedure may have changed some things, but it hasn't changed how attractive I find you."
Michael's face lit up with a smile, and he leaned in to kiss her. "Really?" he asked, his eyes sparkling with joy.
"Really," Sarah replied, her fingers tracing lightly over Michael's chest. "You may think that these changes have made you less of a man, but to me, they've only made you more beautiful. And the fact that you were willing to go through all of this for our ****** just shows how much of a true man you are. Jane will agree, you are setting an example for her of what romance looks like."
Michael pulled Sarah close to him, feeling a sense of warmth and contentment that he had never experienced before. He knew that he was lucky to have someone like Sarah by his side, someone who loved him unconditionally and saw him for the man he truly was.
"Thank you," Michael whispered, his voice filled with emotion. "Thank you for everything. I love you so much."
"I love you too, Michael," Sarah replied, her voice filled with emotion. "And I always will."
With a small smile, Sarah leaned forward and gently kissed Michael's lips. "I'm serious, Michael. You're the most handsome man in the world to me."
Michael felt his heart skip a beat at Sarah's words, feeling a warmth spread through his body. He had always struggled with body image issues, especially since the procedure had left him feeling less than whole. But at that moment, as he looked into Sarah's eyes and felt her touch, he knew that he was enough.
He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her in for a long, slow kiss. Their lips met with a softness that belied the intensity of their feelings, a tender expression of their love for each other. Michael felt the world fall away as they kissed, lost in the moment of pure, unadulterated romance.
When they finally parted, Sarah looked at Michael with a tenderness that took his breath away. "I love you, Michael. I love every part of you, just the way you are."
Michael felt his eyes grow misty with emotion, feeling a sense of gratitude and wonder at the depth of Sarah's love for him.
Sarah glanced down at her phone, she saw a message from David appear on the screen. She quickly excused herself from the room and stepped out into the hallway to read the message. It was just a quick check-in to see how she was doing and how Michael's procedure had gone.
She typed a quick response, telling David that everything had gone well and that Michael was recovering nicely. As she hit send, she couldn't help but feel a small twinge of guilt in her heart. She knew that Michael was probably feeling vulnerable and insecure, and the last thing she wanted to do was hurt him.
But she also knew that their relationship was built on honesty and open communication, and she couldn't hide her feelings from David. She loved them both, and they both knew about each other and accepted the situation.
As she walked back into the room, she saw the look of concern on Michael's face. "Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice full of worry.
Sarah took a deep breath and sat down next to him, taking his hand in hers. "David just wanted to check in," she said softly. "But I'm here with you now, and I'm not going anywhere."
Michael's face softened, and he pulled Sarah into a tight embrace. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too," Sarah replied, feeling the warmth of his body against hers. "And I love David. It's not a competition, it's just about all of us being there for each other."
Michael nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know," he said. "I just want to make sure that you're happy, and that you're getting everything you need."
Sarah smiled, running her fingers through Michael's hair. "I'm happy, Michael," she said. "I have everything I need right here with you."
As Sarah looked at Michael, she couldn't help but admire the results of his procedure. His body was now more beautiful than ever before, and she wanted David to see it too.
"Michael, can I take some pictures of you? I want to send them to David so he can see just how gorgeous you are. I want him to see how happy I am with you and the results of your procedure," Sarah said with a smile.
Michael's face lit up with joy and pride, and he nodded in agreement. He trusted Sarah completely, and he knew that their unconventional relationship was built on a foundation of honesty and trust.
"Of course, Sarah. I'm happy to share my new self with David. It's all part of the love we share," Michael said, his voice filled with warmth and affection.
Sarah took out her phone and began to snap some pictures of Michael, capturing his beauty and strength in every shot. She knew that David would be amazed by the results, and she couldn't wait to share her love and happiness with both of the men in her life.
As Sarah took Michael's hand and placed it on her tummy, she felt a sense of warmth and contentment spread through her body. She knew that the baby growing inside her was the result of the deep love and connection she shared with both Michael and David, and she felt blessed to have both men in her life."In a few months, you will be able to feel David's baby kick!"
She watched as Michael's face lit up with wonder and amazement as he imagined the slight flutter of the baby's movement beneath his hand. It was a moment of pure joy and happiness, and Sarah knew that they were all going to make amazing parents.
As she looked into Michael's eyes, she felt a deep sense of love and gratitude for the man who had stood by her through thick and thin. She knew that their relationship was unconventional, but it was built on a foundation of honesty, respect, and trust. And at that moment, as they shared the miracle of new life growing inside Sarah, she knew that they were exactly where they were meant to be.
As Sarah and Michael sat together, marveling at the thought of Sarah's growing baby bump, she turned to him with a serious expression on her face.
"Michael, I think we should talk to Dr. Imani about starting you on estrogen," she said, her voice gentle and measured.
Michael looked at her, a quizzical expression on his face. "Estrogen? Why would I need to take that?"
"Well, Dr. Imani has recommended it as a way to help your body continue to adjust after the procedure. He thinks it will help with some of the side effects you've been experiencing and help you feel more comfortable in your body." She pets him softly.
Michael looked down at his lap, a pensive look on his face. He had always thought of himself as a man, but since the procedure, he had been experiencing a range of emotions and physical changes that left him feeling unsure and confused.
"I'm not sure, Sarah," Michael said, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "I've always seen myself as a man's man?"
"I know, Michael," Sarah replied with a gentle smile. "But think about it. The estrogen could help with the side effects from the procedure, and it could also give you some of the feminine features that David finds attractive. Plus, Dr. Imani recommended it."
Michael thought about it for a moment, weighing the pros and cons in his mind. He wanted to make sure that he was doing the right thing, for himself and for the people he loved. "I don't know," he said after a moment. "It's a big decision."
"I'm here for you, Michael," Sarah said, taking his hand in hers. "Whatever you decide, I'll be right here by your side."
"Do you think it would help?" he asked quietly, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sarah reached out and took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I do, Michael. I think it's worth considering, at least. We can talk to Dr. Imani and see what he thinks."
Michael nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Okay," he said softly. "Let's talk to him and see what he says."
"I know it might seem strange at first," Sarah said, sensing Michael's uncertainty. "But think about it—this could be a new chapter in your life, a chance to explore different aspects of your identity and your body."
Michael nodded slowly, taking in her words. "I guess I never thought of it that way," he said. "But do you think David will like it?"
"I think David loves you for who you are and what you did without knowing you, Michael," Sarah said, taking his hand in hers. "He's supportive of you, of this, and I'm sure he'll be there for you every step of the way. He is a great lover, he will make your new ass-pussy pop like crazy I promise."
Michael smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He knew that he had the support of both Sarah and David, and he felt more confident in his decision to explore this new aspect of himself.
"I think I'm ready to give it a try," he said, feeling a sense of excitement building inside him. "Let's see what the future holds."
Sarah's phone buzzed with a message, and she smiled as she read it. "Jane and Aaron have arrived at the airport," she said, turning to Michael. "They'll be here in a few hours."
Michael smiled back, feeling a sense of excitement building in his chest. He couldn't wait to meet his ********'s boyfriend and see the woman he had helped raise into a successful, independent adult. Jane, on the other hand, couldn’t wait to see how the procedure went with her ***, sign her boyfriend up for the procedure at the VWD Clinic, and get knocked up by David just like her mom. She had no idea how proud she would make her father and mother.
