You thought about it again and again

On the way home you thought about the situation again. Was Dr. Moore right and boys and men not getting breast implants was normal? Was your thinking of common-sense wrong? Sure, the pictures she sowed you showed proud boys and men with augmented breasts, but was that normal? Was Dr. Moore herself normal? She had gotten her breasts augmented into rather giant things despite she used to be a boy like you were. Would you end up like her if you got your breasts augmented? Surely not! You were a boy, even breast implants wouldn't change that. But you didn't wanted to get them, so there was no need to think about what you would become, if you would get them.

Again and again you had such thought. When Stephanie asked you what you did with the implants, when you saw women with big breasts, hell even when you were all alone you thought again and again about it. The weirdest times were when you gave women bigger breasts as part of your work. Then you looked down on your own chest, on which two big breast forms rested, and wondered if such breasts would look just as good on you as they did on the woman? Just a second later you were shocked that you were thinking about it. You blushed ans shook your head before you continued with your work.

Soon it was Friday, the day of the surgery. Your still hadn't made up your mind. Would you continue like you were, as a normal boy? Or were you going to become a boy with an augmented chest?