To the licensed medical practitioner!

Luckily (for Charlene), the doc could squeeze them in on her lunch break, though she’d be doing them a favour.

Charlene quickly sprayed herself and Andrea’s clothes with a bit of water to sell her story then bundled her and her ‘daughter’ into her convertible, zooming down the highway to the clinic.

As is traditional for medical offices, there was an hour wait, so Charlene made good use of her time to go through some issues of Cosmo and Vogue in the waiting room, Andrea feigning interest.

Finally the doctor would see them now, and they entered her office.

Dr. Farida Jacobs was a mature, curvaceous woman of Indian descent in her mid-forties, dressed in professional attire (though Andrea noticed how her breasts strained against her shirt), her silky black hair in a large, neat bun, and a simple silver square stud earring in each lobe which matched her immaculate makeup application.

She had a light Indian accent from her time living there till she was a young woman before she moved to the United States, fell in love and got married, taking his surname.

“Charlene, delightful to see you again. I can see the burst pipe gave you trouble. And this must be Andrea. It’s a pleasure to meet you. You’re taking a huge step, but be rest assured, you’re with capable hands. Now, let’s start from the beginning. When did you first start feeling like you were or wanted to be a girl?”.

Andrea took a deep breath and began reciting the facts ‘she’ had conjured up in the car; how ‘she’ always felt more at home around girls which led to Andrew becoming a ladies’ man to cope, and how ‘she’ idolised ‘her’ mother and wanted to be just like her, which pleased Charlene to no end.

What was even more embarrassing than talking about ‘herself’ as a girl was having to discuss ‘her’ sexual history with Brian in front of Charlene, as much as ‘she’ tried to tread lightly around it.

‘Her’ mother was impressed and even more proud of her ‘daughter’ exploring her sexual nature.

Even more embarrassing than that was when Andrea had to strip naked for a physical exam, having left ‘her’ butt plug in by habit and going beet red in the face while Charlene acted surprised and the doc non-plussed.

Dr. Jacobs took blood samples to send off to the lab and discussed with the mother and ‘daughter’ various aspects of transitioning and the requirements therein, giving them reading materials and links to resources to do their own research on what Andrea could have.

Finally, the appointment was over, and Andrea was glad to be rid of the place.

“Well honey, I’ll treat you to lunch; how does Arby’s sound?”, Charlene asked Andrea.

“I could totally go for some meat right now, mommy”.

“He-he, I bet you could!”.

“Like, totally hilarious, mom. Could we go, like, a few towns over. I don’t want everybody in town to know. Just yet, I mean…”.

“Of course, sweetie”.