I woke up to a surprise visitor, strange thoughts, and very sore.

Meekly, I followed Carrie out the door as we headed to my next appointment. Whatever happened at my last appointment yesterday has made everything feel off. My breasts felt so sore, and pressure kept building up inside them. My breasts almost spilled out of my DD-cup bra, which felt uncomfortable. Whatever the doctor did to me yesterday caused severe chest swelling. With each step, both my breasts and ass wobbled and bounced almost uncontrollably. I had gotten used to my breasts over the last month; my ass had grown dramatically from the treatment I was put through. All I remember was the doctor attached some bazar machine to my ass after the injections that helped make it grow faster than my breasts had. While not the enormous Brazilian mom ass I was going to get, it was no longer an ass that a man would have. I wondered what my profile looked like from behind; I bet everyone would mistake me for a woman from now on. The thought of being mistaken as a woman only made my cock harden in my panties.

The outfit Carrie had picked out for me today made me feel a bit uncomfortable as I headed out the door with her. The jeans I had on were the kind that rode low on the hips but were tight around the ass. My tiny G-string panties rode high on my manly hips and were visible if I bent over. For some reason, I kept returning to the thought of everyone mistaking me for a woman. I was so turned on by the thought of finally being able to live out my deepest, darkest fantasy. I could not wait till I had hips that were more in line with the rest of my body. From what the doctor said yesterday, they would be the most challenging and painful to change. Just how many surgeries and how painful it would be to give me a more feminine skeletal structure. I thought about how much different it would be having such wide hips and feeling them sway with each step I took.

Getting in the passenger seat next to Carrie, I smiled as she started the car. Before, when I was still the man of the house, I drove all the time. Something about Carrie now driving me everywhere only helped cement my new role in our relationship. This was all part of my fantasy to take on the traditional role of a housewife. Cooking, cleaning, and pleasing Carrie were now my only drives in life, and I could not wait to delve deeper into this fantasy. I wondered how my role would change once Carrie had our first child. Emily had convinced the doctor that the reason I was playing with my nipples so much was I desperately wanted to lactate. In truth, I just loved how they felt when I played with them; lactation was only an afterthought and something I got a little carried away with when talking about my fantasy. The thought of breastfeeding our children sent a wave of pleasure through my body that almost made me explode in my panties. I felt my nipples swell more than usual, and the pressure behind them was overwhelming.

Seeing me lost in thought as we drove to the doctor's office, Carrie started laughing when she noticed my hands dart between my legs. “What’s wrong, love? Are you that much of a slut that just feeling your breasts bouncing gets you off now?” She laughs and places a hand on my thigh, squeezing it gently.

Blushing and doing my best to regain my composure, I had to calm down, or sure enough, I would arrive at this appointment with panties stained with my cum. “No, that’s not what’s making me so horny, babe. Whatever Emily convinced the doctor to give me has my head spinning. My breasts felt so strange like the pressure was continuing to build behind my nipples. I swear they had also grown in length and girth as well; all I know is that my breasts were starting to get very sore.” I tried to explain to Carrie what I was going through and felt her hand squeeze my thigh once again.

Laughing, Carrie covered her mouth, trying to control herself. “Well, from what the doctor told us yesterday.” Carrie paused to build suspense; I saw her eyes look in my direction ever so slightly. She must have been trying to see the look on my face, and she was grinning mischievously. “It will not be long before your milk starts to come in. Whatever Emily convinced him to give you will soon cause your breasts to lactate. From what he told us, you could easily get a job as a wet nurse. I wonder just how long before you start thinking of your giant breasts as nothing more than huge milk-filled udders. Oh, he also said this will speed up their growth as well. Filling with so much milk is going to have them explode in size. Not that you would complain, isn’t this what you wanted, giant mommy milkers?” She winks at me, then blows me a kiss.

The rest of the drive, we sat in silence as I could not help but rub my breasts to try and relieve some of the soreness. Carrie just giggled and kept grinning at me from time to time when she noticed what I was doing. As we pulled into the doctor's office, I was a little scared at the prospect of having major surgery. Till now, everything had been strange ****, and whatever machine was used on my ass to make it larger. Walking into the office, we were greeted by the same receptionist who was chatting up Carrie yesterday. Looking around to see if Emily was hiding someplace like last time, I was relieved when I didn’t see her. While she was my sister, I still felt strange with her, so accepting of my fantasy. I also felt like she wanted to be a very intimate part of it.

The receptionist looked at both Carrie and me, smiling. “The doctor will see you now, although your fiancé needs to wait out here. He was adamant about that part, something about not wanting any distractions this time. He also told me he had found a specialist who could perform a more in-depth procedure to widen your hips. He will explain everything to you when you return to his office.” She smiled and opened the door so I could head to the doctor's office.

As I entered his office, he smiled at me and had a relieved look on his face that Carrie and Emily did not try to come with me. “Well, it would seem your fiancé and sister can follow directions. I was starting to think I could not do my job without rude interruptions. How are you feeling? Everything seems to be working correctly, and there are no ill effects from the hormones and **** I gave you yesterday?”

Trying to keep my composure with all the pressure that was slowly building in my breasts. “Well, whatever you gave me at the request of Emily has caused my breasts to become very sore. Explaining what is happening is difficult; it's like pressure or something keeps building behind my nipples. It’s starting to get very uncomfortable, and I also seem to be growing much faster than before. My bra is really digging into me, and it seems to be even tighter now from when I left my home. My ass is still a little sore, nothing compared to my breasts, so no complaints there.”

“Well, that’s common when a woman is getting ready to lactate, so you have nothing to worry about. Once your milk starts to flow, you can relieve the pressure quickly enough. I would suggest investing in a good quality and high-volume breast pump. Your fiancé and sister clearly stated that you wanted to be their wet nurse.” He shook his head in disbelief as he wrote a few things down on his pad. “Now, for the main reason you came in today, we will start sculpting your hips to make them wider. I will do a less invasive procedure and inject fat into your hips to give them a wider appearance. I have a colleague who has started doing a more invasive procedure. She will reshape your pelvis, giving you the...” He looks at his pad for the correct terminology. “Brood mother hips you requested, this procedure will be excruciating and require much recovery time. I suggest that Carrie or your sister take turns caring for you. You will be on pain medicine and will be unable to care for yourself as you will be immobilized while your pelvis heals.”

Hearing what the Doctor was saying filled me with a sense of dread. I had no clue what kind of things my sister would do to me while I was **** up and unable to move. Carrie, on the other hand, I knew would not do anything out of the ordinary. Depp down, I knew I had to endure whatever they did to me to achieve my fantasy body. Looking at the Doctor, I did my best to look confident and smiled. “But for today, how painful and prolonged will recovery be?

“You will be sore around the injection sites; I pride myself on being as minimally invasive as possible. You will be sore, and your walk will be off with the added girth to your hips. While I am doing the procedure, would you like me to add it to your thighs? Most women who get this procedure also opt to have thicker thighs as well. It will help fill out your figure and give you more of the desired shape you are looking for.” He looked down at his notes once again, reading over everything that Carrie, Emily, and I had told him about my desired changes.”

This offered to expand my thighs, which had taken me a little off guard. While I did envision myself having thick thighs to give me the perfect body, I had not considered getting them so soon. “I… I would like that; the recovery time and pain is still the same as what you will do to my hips?” I asked, trying not to hide how horny this was making me.

“Oh yes, everything is the same, just a few more areas that will be sore. Applying the creams properly and as prescribed should only take about a week or so to heal. I prescribed you earlier to the areas. They will help you heal and keep you from getting stretch marks from all the added fat in these areas. If you have no further questions, please follow my nurse to the operating room. She will help you get ready, and hopefully, you followed my directions and did not wear the plug this time. She will administer your anesthesia when you are ready, and we will perform the procedure.”

Smiling, I stood up and followed the nurse he had pointed to. I had not even noticed her enter the office. Once we reached the operating room, I disrobed as the doctor had instructed me, and the nurse helped me onto the table. Smiling, she prepared me for the procedure, and as she injected me, I felt the world around me start to spin and then go black. I came to some time later and felt so strange; I looked around and noticed I was back in our bedroom. It was hard to focus on anything, and I felt like I was still on cloud nine. Slowly sitting up, I heard giggling from someplace in the dark room. “Hello? Carrie, is that you?”

“Nope, guess again, sleepy head.” Emily giggled and turned on the nightstand light. She was only wearing her bra and, I hoped, panties, as her belly was covering them. Her nipples were poking through her lace bra; she was turned on and probably toying with herself while watching me. “So, how is my sister doing? Carrie and I had to carry you out of the doctor's office and put you in bed here. Every time I see you, you keep getting hotter. Now, with those thick thighs and wider hips, you really are starting to look like a girl. The only thing that gives you away is your wider shoulders and, of course, your face. We must also find someone to fix that; I can’t wait till you look like my sexy sister. With your shoulders and face, though, you're still my dumb brother.” She laughs, sticks her tongue out, and then waddles out of the room.

I can’t take my eyes off her huge pregnant belly as she leaves. I feel jealous of her and her sizeable growing belly. Some part of me wished that I could experience that, not only the giant breasts but feeling life grow inside me. To feel my belly expand and grow larger as my children grow inside me. Oh god, did I imagine myself pregnant with more than one child? It had to be the **** that were messing with me; the doctor warned me about changes to my mind and how babies and pregnancy-related things would have a profound and unknown mental effect on me. I heard Emily call out to Carrie that I was awake now.

"Well, look who decided to rejoin the land of the living; you have been asleep for more than six hours. Are you hungry? Can we get you anything?" Carrie walks to me and sits on the side of the bed close to me. She softly cups my face and leans down, and kisses me softly. "I never knew how much I would like your fantasy; you are turning me on with all your changes. If it were not for what was between your legs, I would think that you were starting to turn me into a lesbian." She laughed softly and continued to stroke my cheek lightly.