A quick shave, and an exploration of his womanhood.

"I'll be giving you a full physical, and preparing and teaching you how to do things that, as a man, you've never needed to do."

"Like what?"

"Like shaving, Alex." You tap his hairy thigh lightly, and his body quivers with the realization of your meaning. "But as I've said, this needs to be a maximum expression... so you're going to shave everything that isn't on your face or head. I'm going to do it this first time, but you may even want to consider requesting laser hair removal from your parents for your legs and privates. Considering what you've told me, they'll be so excited, not realizing this is all part of the exercise to make you physically, undeniably a man."

"Jesus fucking Christ..." Alex looks down at his naked crotch, an untamed fur burger untouched, until now, by anyone save himself... and then looks up to you, perhaps for support. His eyes widen when he sees you pulling out a large white towel, a Gillette razor, and a matching can of shaving cream. "W-Wh-What the fuck?!"

You look at him, puzzled. "Not your brand?"

"What- now?! Here?!"

"... and by me, yes. This is purely medical, Alex, and - in terms of things to worry about? - this is equivalent to a doctor swabbing your mouth." It clearly takes time to settle into his mind as truth, but it eventually does well enough to send him staring off into space, wide-eyed and breathing deeply. "Now just lie back, and think of your masculinity." Alex complies, jerking at the touch of your hands as they pull his knees apart but otherwise remaining still. With that done, you stare directly into your prize: a tiny slit, his fat labia on an otherwise bony crotch, almost totally obfuscated by a jungle of virgin hair. You waste no time with the legs, covering them in shaving cream and cleaning the blade on towel as you do so. What was merely a short range of feminine leg hair is vanished hastily, enough so that you leave a tiny cut on his shin. He doesn't even feel it, but he certainly feels you applying the cream to his groin and pubic mound. Carefully the blade follows, revealing a clean bit of fat here, a forbidden edge of flesh there, and all the while your fingers daintily tap and pull and tug upon his virgin pussy, ever so careful to not dare a finger in by accident.

At last, he is cleanly shaven after a mere ten minutes of this exercise, and a lovely lavender scent perfumes his sweaty quim. He's become rather nervous under your handling, it seems... and he nearly leaps from his seat when you pull his nether lips apart. "W-What now?! Did you miss a spot or something?!"

"Calm down, Alex. As I said, we must explore your femininity, and have you embrace this wrong gender to finally undo it completely. Embracing it means understanding it, feeling it... and feeling everything it's capable of feeling that could be considered womanly."

"I-I see."

"Alex, I'm going to speak in a crass manner to simulate how women are talked to in sexual situations. Are you ready?"

"What am I getting ready for?!"

You sigh audibly. "For me to speak to you in a crass manner that does not, in any way, reflect on my professionalism or the legitimacy of this treatment."

"I... I guess? Sure?"

"Good." You raise your head slightly from where you've been sitting at the space between his knees, still prying the lips of his tiny cunt apart, and meet his terrified gaze. "Has anyone ever eaten this pussy, Alex?"

His crotch almost seems to retract from the grip of your thumbs, and he grows a shade more pale, and then two shades redder. "Oh... Oh... Oh..."

"Answer the question, Alex."

"No!"

"Has anyone ever fucked this pussy, Alex?"

"Of course not! I'm a man-"

"Yes you are-'

"- and I would never!"

"... but now you will have to accept activities like that, as part of this exercise."

"I... I know you... y-you said something like that-"

"I'm going to put a finger inside, Alex."

"What-"

... and in your right index finger probes... and almost immediately finds his hymen, barely an inch within and thick enough to fool you into thinking somehow you made a wrong turn so many centimeters in. Alex's words turn into a kind of loud whistle/hum that converts into a whine trapped in his throat, but that's hardly enough to stop you. You push a bit on the hymen, looking for perforations - you find none - until Alex's whimpering finally convinces you to stop. "Alex, have you never contemplated masturbation?"

"I... I just touch... I don't... I can't put anything inside..."

"Why, Alex? Because it would be womanly-?"

"Because it stopped developing!" You stare, wide-eyed and stunned, as Alex cries while meeting your gaze and reporting angrily. "Since I stopped so many hormonal developments, my vag-... my privates never really got all the way to finished. I mean I have the parts, but... but it's too tight, too short, too... little." You nod, frowning in your best show of sympathy...

... and a droplet of precum stains your boxers as they cling to your raging erection.