Recovery

Thankfully, the next day your aunt is able to remove the bandages and catheter. Standing in Peg’s washroom you are transfixed as she carefully unwraps the coils of white fabric to at last reveal your brand new manhood. With Elsie at your side, holding her hand for strength, you prepare yourself for the worst. Blood, bruising, shriveling and even black nasty nectotizing.

It was…it was…it was just fine. It was more than fine, it was great! You had been shaved smooth and there was a bit of puffy red swelling and an already half healed sutured line all around your junk but otherwise the pinkish skin and flesh appeared alive and healthy. The whole region still ached and burned from the accelerated healing but you wouldn’t know it to look at it. Other than the fact your balls and cock were nearly twice the size you were used to everything looked as if you were born this way. There was something about seeing a big dick hung between your legs that just felt…good…potent…manly. You could actually feel your confidence raise a notch.

Elsie kisses your cheek. “Looks better on you.”

“Looks great!” You laugh and show off by giving your hips a sudden thrust to let it flop. Big mistake! “GNNNGH!” You double over in pain.

“Woah there cowboy.” Your aunt chuckles. “Gentle with it.”

“Oh god!” You groan. “Is it okay?”

“Don’t worry, it’s not going to fall off or anything. Just take it easy.”

“Yeah.” You grunt as the pain begins to fade back to a mere ache. “I’ll do that.” You look at it, studying it as if it might give you answers. “When…when will I know…”

“If it’s functional?” Peg finishes your thought, her tone gravely serious. “If things go well as they have so far, hmm, give it a week I’d say. Try not to become aroused in the meantime.” With the agony you were feeling you thought that wouldn’t be a problem. “Urination should be fine. But we got you those special underwear if you do experience any incontinence.” She leans in close, taking a very close inspection of your package. Before last week this would have felt odd, but after all the tests and everything else you’d become accustomed to being nude in front of these two. Peggy nods with satisfaction. Shifting her little stool to the left she sits in front of Elsie. “Okay, you’re turn.”

El blushes a bright shade of pink but doesn’t hesitate. She allows her aunt to pull her panties down to the floor then spreads her legs to give Peg a good view. Despite your libido being near non-existent you cannot help but take a peek yourself. If yours looked fine Elsie’s looked downright perfect. She too had been shaved for the procedure and her pretty little pussy looked an absolute peach. Just above that was the only sign of the procedure, a single partially healed over slit perhaps three inches long where her extra genitalia had been attached. Like you she was already well on the way to it being healed over.

Peggy smiles and reports. “Wonderful. There won’t even be a scar. Again, give it a week or so just so everything heals up right.” She stands up. “I’ll need to see you guys every night down at the lab.”

“We know.” You say together.

The next week ends up being surprisingly normal. Elsie in her long dresses and you in loose sweats and supporting underwear it was not difficult to hide the changes from your family and friends. With all that had happened you had fallen behind in your school work so much of the week was spent catching up. Of all things it was your ravenous hunger and fatigue, thanks to your keyed up recuperative systems, that was most noticeable on a day by day level.

Each night you and Elsie pop down to Peg’s lab for a check up and each night you were told that all was well. The ache had dulled significantly by day 5 and a week on it was gone altogether as your body settled back into a new normal. As Peg had promised you were each healed up without a scar or blemish to show anything had happened. On top if it all you both felt fantastic! Sharper, livelier, just healthier overall. The host of smaller changes she promised were already taking root. Peggy still expected regular reports, especially from you who, worryingly, had yet to show signs that you were still sexually potent. But you had been warned that it might take extra time for that to come back. Otherwise you were given a clean bill of health and given free reign to do as you wished.

Leaving the lab that last time your mood was ebullient. The time had finally come for you and your little sister to reveal yourselves to the other Baileys and still neither of you were quite sure how to go about it. But that could wait another day or two. Tonight you had something special planned.