Not right away

"What happened?" John asked not remembering much since he began sucking on Dr. Valentine's cock.

"You were wonderful." Dr. Valentine replied with a smile to comfort her patient. "You know how to handle a cock. You should consider making a living with it."

"Really?" John asked blushing heavily. "You think so?"

"Absolutely! Not everyone is made for taking in cocks, but you clearly are." The therapist encouraged John. "And just think about it. You could make money with something you love. That's not something many people get to do these days."

"Yeah, you are right." John agreed with her. "I should think about it."

"Then that should be enough for our first session." Dr. Valentine stood up and reached out her hand for a parting handshake.

"Yeah." John stood up, lost his balance and fell back on the couch. "Sorry, my legs must be a little tired." He stood up again, but this time he barely found his balance. "What is wrong with me?" He asked. The problem came from his legs, but they didn't feel tired. Instead it felt like he stood on something high and small. John looked down to see what it was, but his view got blocked by two big mounds covered by something shiny red. He put his hands on the mounds and lightly squeezed them. The mounds were firm and he felt a pressure on his chest as he squeezed them. John noticed a zipper running between the mounds. He grabbed it and opened it from his neck just past the mounds. "What the ..?" He shouted as he saw two breast-like mounds coming out and immediately zipped it up. After a few seconds he carefully opened the zipper again and saw with wide opened eyes the two mounds appear again. He opened the zipper some more and saw more and more of the skin-colored mounds emerge until something else in the same shiny red as the jacket appeared cupping them.

"I took the liberty to dress you up a little bit." Dr. Valentine said. "I think it suites you better than your old look."