Amanda's daily check-up

Later that evening you were watching TV together with you mom and sister. You had taken off the dress after masturbating for 3 or 4 times, you weren't sure how much it really was, and changed into your usual hot-pants and tank top. Your mother and sister were a little surprised, when they saw you dressed up like a girl, despite not having to. For the next month you could dress up however you liked, nobody was expecting you to dress up like a girl. But you felt more comfortable continuing than switching back into your boy-clothes for a month before switching back to girl-clothes. You on the other hand felt a little uncomfortable with your mother and sister around you. With her younger appearance your mother looked really beautiful. But your sister Alison was more of a problem. She didn't changed her outfit compared to before, but with her new big and round breasts she was almost asking you to stare at her new cleavage. You had masturbated enough to not get an embarrassing erection from it, but you could feel your manhood react to it. And the worst part was that you couldn't take your eyes off them. You could barely follow the TV program and had to look back at the two big globes.

You felt relieved when somebody rang the bell and Alison stood up to answer it. Now you didn't had to see her breasts for a little while. But the peace didn't lasted long. Just a few seconds later Alison came back. "Alexa, your girlfriend came over to see you."

You nearly jumped out of surprise. You turned around and saw the redhead enter behind your sister. "Hi, I came over for the check-up." Amanda smiled at you and your mother. She was carrying a small bag with some items in it. "Should we do it here? Or in your room?"

You blushed. "We go into my room." You don't want add fuel to the fire called Alison, but staying with her and your mother may have caused other problems you didn't wanted. You stood up and went with Amanda to your room.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to wear girl-clothes and heels in particular during your recovery.", Amanda remarked while following you. "And how you swing your hips. Just like a real girl."

"It felt better to keep wearing girl-clothes than now switching to boy-clothes and switching back in 1 month.", you replied.

"And I see no bra-straps. So you go the naughty way?"

"I just couldn't get it fitted over the bandages. So I left it off." You lightly blushed. Was it wrong to go without a bra, when dresses as a girl?

"That's normal. With this kind of bandages you are around one size bigger than you normally are. So your bras shouldn't really fit."

You entered your room and sat down on your bed. Amanda put her bag on the floor, as she noticed something lying on the bed. "I see somebody had already gotten quite active.", she smirked at you and picked up the rubber dildo. "Did you suck it?"

"No, no. I just used it for masturbation.", you reply a little embarrassed. Even though you had send Amanda a video of you sucking the dildo, you still felt embarrassed about it.

"From my personal point of view I think it is a shame. You look so sexy when you suck such a long, thick cock." You heavily blushed picturing yourself not sucking the dildo, but a real cock. That was really gay, but also felt a little exciting. "But from the medical point of view you shouldn't try it before your face has fully healed. So you have to hold back for another month."

"Yes, I will not try to suck it, nor take off my face mask without your or Dr. Jackson's approval."

"That is good to hear." Amanda put the dildo down and took something from her bag. It was a bottle filled with a white liquid. "This is the medication you have to drink, about 200cc each day." She put the bottle on your nightstand and took another bottle out of the bag. "And here is the other medication for injecting intravenously. It is very powerful, so you only should use 10cc each day, and clearly not more than 15cc!" She put the bottle next to the other and placed a few packed syringes next to it. "Any questions?"

"No, but why do you give it to me in bottles?"

Amanda took a deep breath and looked into your eyes. "I promised you I'll check on you each day and I intend to do so. But it could happen, that I can't and you have to do your medication yourself."

"Ok, I understand.", you felt a little down hearing that Amanda may not visit you every day.

Suddenly Amanda grabbed your face and gave you a kiss. Well, not yourself, but your face mask. You so wanted the mask to be gone and feel her plump lips on your lips. But you couldn't take it off. So you had to endure it.

But it seemed Amanda had something else in mind.