A bit of small talk first

Stacy asked for Dr. Valentine's help to handle the **** body. Both of them together managed to hoist the young man from his chair and to lay him down on the table, before they began to take of his clothes. It was obvious that they didn't do this for the first time, because they worked in unison without any need for verbal coordination.
The first piece to go was the shirt. While the Doctor held up his arms, Stacy pulled the fabric over his head. Already a few moments later she had his blue bra unclasped, and with his upper body naked and ready for inspection, the Doctor put the man down again, so that the other woman could take a good look and inspect the material that she had to work with.

"If it weren't for his body hair, he could already pass as a woman. He already looks quite feminine, his waist is pretty narrow for a man, and the mounds on his chest could easily be mistaken for small A-cup sized breasts. I assume that you heavily dosed him with hormones already?"

"You know me."

"So double the required quantity, as usual?"

"Of course. I don't like to leave these things to chance."

"Good, that will make the transition much easier for him. Let's check his lower body."

To get John out of his pants, they had to take off his heeled sandals first. Both women took care of one shoe each, opened the respective buckle, and slipped the sandals off his feet in no time. However when Stacy attempted to open the zipper of John's jeans, the beautician suddenly gave a surprised shriek and pulled her hand back.

"What is it?"

"Oh, nothing. It's just that I touched his penis by accident, and i really didn't expect him to be so well endowed. Usually your patients are quite small, and you didn't mention that this one has a big one."

"It must have totally slipped my mind."

"Ya, right!"

It took them a few moments to peel the jeans off from his legs, and then only the boxer shorts remained.

"Common, go ahead, take a look."

When Stacy pulled down his shorts, her mouth dropped open. And it didn't close again.

"Oh. My. God!

"Surprise!" Dr. Valentine grinned.

"Wow. He's not big. Big is an understatement! He's huge. He's fucking huge! And he's not even hard yet, is he?"

"No, he isn't"

"How long when he's hard?"

"A little more than nine inches."

"Wow. And look at his his balls. He must come a lot."

"You have no idea. A lot doesn't even begin to describe the amount of sperm he's capable of producing. At his first session, i was totally drenched, it was surreal. Like a bukkake with a dozen men. Only, it was just him. And he recharges in no time."

"Oh my fucking good! How?"

"How?"

"How the fuck did you get a guy, who is fucking hung like a horse, who is like the epiphany of manhood, to agree to your 'treatment'?"

"You wouldn't believe me if i told you."

"Let me guess, mommy issues?"

"Hm, of course thats something which i cannot rule out. But no. He actually had problems with premature ejaculation."

"Premature ejaculation?"

"Yes. One touch was all it took to get him off."

"What are you saying? That this guy has the most amazing, massively huge cock, but he can't stay hard to perform?"

"That was indeed the case a few weeks ago. But he's totally cured now."

"Cured?"

"Yes. He can go on for hours now. Unless you put a cock in his ass. Or in his mouth for that matter. I basically turned him into a total slut, who just loves to have his holes stuffed now. I even taught him how to suck his own cock. Oh, and he can now also easily reach climax just by playing with his chest."

"Incredible, simply incredible. Dr. Valentine, I must say it really sounds like you have outdone yourself this time."

"You know, i think you're right. I really have outdone myself. He is the one. And once you are done with your magic, he will be my master piece. He'll be perfect!"

"Yes, of course. Leave it all to me! I'll make sure that he gets a body that's a true match for his slutty mind."