Samantha panics

Samantha can feel a panic attack quickly approaching. Her breathing grows more and more shallow which only serves to accentuate the feeling of her breasts rapidly raising and falling within the loose confines of her former male self's jacket. Her surprisingly sensitive nipples bump and drag against the rough texture of her, far too large, shirt with every rapid rise and fall of her breath. She can feel herself growing faint, her mouth wide open in a panting attempt to get the oxygen her tiny nose can no longer provide in ample supply. She sways on her feet, fighting to remain standing as her vision shines with specs, her skin tingling with the sensation of almost losing consciousness.

Lucky for Samantha, Dr. Collins responds quickly and laces an arm around Samantha's waist to stabilize her before she can fall. They stand there for several long seconds as they assure Samantha is steady and not liable to fall before the Doctor moves to gently guide her back towards the chair she had leaped up from so rapidly. Despite her dazed state she can't deny the tingles singing through her skin from where the Dr. had touched her. Even through the material of her shirt the feeling of the beautiful woman's touch had a profound effect that dwarfed her previous expectations from the touch of a beautiful woman. Her new body seemed to be so aware, so alive, so sensitive. Distracted from her feelings of panic for the moment she takes a few seconds to take in the sight of Dr. Collins. Before he had appreciated her beauty, been interested, but it had not affected her in the profound way the simple act of looking at her did now. She can feel butterflies dancing in her belly as she stares up at the now much taller woman, drinking in the sharp lines of her face, her full lips, the simple beauty of her minimal makeup.

"Are you feeling well Ms. Collins?" The Doctors words shake her out of her trance, a bright blush raising to her pale cheeks as she realizes how intently she must have been staring. When she speaks she is again surprised by the high, beautiful pitch of her voice- that will certainly take some getting use to. "I was feeling a little panicked, a little overwhelmed." Of course that was quite an understatement, she is still feeling quite a bit more then a little overwhelmed but she has managed some measure of control for the moment. At least partially because she doesn't want to fall apart in front of this beautiful woman, she can feel a natural urge to please her and meet the expectations she knows she has of her. Even as a part of her despises the Doctor for luring her into this situation. "I certainly wasn't expecting... this when you told me there was a temporary, safe procedure you wanted me to under go. You can really undo this, without side effects?"

"Certainly Ms. Howell, as agreed at the end of the 30 day trial you will be returned to your former state along with the payment you were promised." She flashes a reassuring smile at Samantha who she can feel her heart picking up speed again as this incredible creature smiles at her. As amazed at the physical changes she is going through she can't help but be amazed at her mental reactions, she has never reacted half this strong to someone she just met no matter how attractive. Of course it is impossible for Samantha to know that the Doctor's interest is as much around the mental changes spurred by her new body as the physical changes themselves, and how much of that will remain if and when Samantha is allowed to return to her old body. "Now if you would be so kind as to answer a few questions about your experience.."

They spend over an hour going over every detail of the process from Samantha's perspective. She describes every sensation she can remember at the Doctor's prodding, even those she would rather not say out loud. But as she is reminded time and again this is important for science. She manages to leave out the fact that she feels like she is already falling for her Doctor, but the occasional sly look or smirk gives Samantha the impression she might already have some idea. She has her blood drawn and clips of her hair taken for testing. Worst of all is when she has to submit herself to another round of Dr. Collin's touches to use the soft measuring tape to take her new sizes so they could go acquire clothing for her, while she does her best to conceal her bodies reactions to her nearness. Finally though the questions seem to be coming to an end, the Dr. seeming quite pleased with the results and happy with Samantha which has left her warm happy, contented feeling she isn't use to. "Alright Ms. Howell, I only have one question left for you today. Would you prefer to remain an in patient here in the clinic where we will provide you with a room or would you prefer to head home? We will provide a driver for you, as your current drivers license is invalid, in addition to a small stipend to help pay your bills this month but you will otherwise need to care for yourself."