What to expect when you're expecting a futa

"Follow me, you two," Nurse Banning said with a friendly smile.

She walked briskly ahead of Enzo and Allie. It seemed as though she was making sure to roll her hips with every step, treating the two young locals to some enticing peaks at her ass cheeks as the lab coat continued to swish. Enzo could also make make out the shape of her black thong through the thin, white fabric...

"Ahem!" His attention snapped back at the sound of Allie's exaggerated cough. His girlfriend mock-glared at him, before smiling and winking.

They both knew that Pearson's wasn't staffed by Locals, so Allie getting jealous about him staring at the nurse's backside would have been as silly as him making a fuss when she was servicing Gary (or any of his Alpha friends).

Still, she took hold of Enzo's hand, gripping it a little tighter than normal as they made their way down one of the clinic's many hallways. They passed row after row of identical doors before the nurse finally stopped.

"Okay, kids! Here we are. Come on in," she said, ushering them inside.

The dimly-lit room was as luxurious as the Alpha lobby, with thick carpeting, plush chairs, and couches piled high with pillows. A steel-finished mini fridge sat on a table near the door, and one of the walls was dominated by a large flat screen display.

The nurse gestured to one of the love seats, and the two of them tossed away some of the pile of pillows before sitting.

"Okay," Nurse Banning said cheerfully, flashing a white smile under dark lipstick as she placed one hand on her hip. "Before we get started with the presentation, do you have a preference?"

Allie and Enzo glanced at each other, confused.

"Off? On? Open?" That only prompted more blank looks. "Oh, your Alpha didn't explain this to you, did he?"

"Uh, no ma'am," Enzo replied.

"Well, that explains those deer-in-the-headlights looks," she laughed, and Enzo and Allie chuckled along as the tension broke.

"Okay kids, let's start again. I'm Nurse Heather Banning..." She paused to take a mock half-bow. "...And this is an informational session to fill you in on the nature of Mr. Aleph's appointment today. He must be a pretty nice guy, because he paid extra for you two to get the VIP treatment... As VIP as it gets for Locals, anyway. That's why we're still in the Alpha wing. Speaking of which..."

Nurse Banning walked over to the fridge, retrieving a champagne bottle. "...Let's have a drink. That should ease your nerves a bit." She poured three flutes, handing two to Enzo and Allie. She took a sip of her own before setting it down on a side-table, and motioning for the other two to follow suit.

"That's better," she chuckled. "Since your Alpha didn't fill you in on the VIP treatment, I will. The rooms are nicer, the drinks are free, and..." She made a sweeping gesture towards herself, from head to toe. "...I'm here, which makes the whole thing much more pleasant. So, when I asked you 'off, on or open', I meant my coat." She looked at Enzo. "Any preference?"

"Oh. Um..." Enzo glanced at his girlfriend.

"Go ahead," Allie replied with a smile, getting into the spirit of things. "I like her."

"Smart girl," the nurse agreed. "There's lots more under here to like."

"Okay," Enzo nodded, now that permission had been given. "Open, I guess."

"You got it." Nurse Banning made a show of slowly unbuttoning her lab coat. As Enzo had noted before, she was braless: her round tits sprung free of the coat first, her nipples dark enough to stand out against her tan skin. As more buttons came undone, the Locals' eyes drifted down to her belly button, where a silver ring piercing sat against her taut midriff.

Once the lab coat was completely open, the nurse did a slow turn to let them get a good look. Then she settled into a chair across from them, one breast slipping out completely while the other was half-hidden by the white fabric.

"Oh, wow... Her boobs are almost as big as your mom's," Allie said, impressed.

"Oh, you like 'em? They were a gift from my nephew, just before the family vacation last year—Same as my skin tone. I used to be much paler, and these were bright pink!" She tweaked a nipple for emphasis. "It's been a nice change, to be able to go out in the sun--But, we're here to talk about Esther's mods, not mine. Let's get started."

"I already know your names... Enzo and Allie. I just wanted to confirm that you're Esther's son, and you're Enzo's girlfriend."

As both of them nodded, she took another sip of her drink and pulled out a small remote. At the press of a button, the screen on the wall lit up to show a voluptuous naked cartoon woman with an equally-cartoonish dick. The title above her read "Futas and You...tas: What to expect when a female family member gets her first penile implant."

Nurse Banning pressed the remote again, and the same cartoon woman, sans-cock, was standing in a metal tube bathed in light.

"Mr. Aleph has made some preliminary choices, but we always recommend the futanari-to-be come in for a full 'fitting.' Esther's body will be scanned, and a 3-D model created. At this point, our specialist Dr. Klyne will go over some options with them: cock and ball sizes, shapes, semen production... That sort of thing. Sometimes an Alpha will add other mod options at the same time. Have either of you had any experience with futas before?"

"A bit," replied with a nod Enzo nodded. "Before we moved to Salt Bay, some of my brother's Alpha friends had family members converted... Mostly Dads. They called them other things, though... Femdads, sometimes, or dickgirls. My dad got feminized when we moved here, but it was all the way."

"Good," the nurse confirmed. "You're a bit familiar then. 'Futanari' is the term we use here, but those other ones are valid too. Were all the examples you've seen before male-to-futa conversions?"

"Yeah," Enzo confirmed, and Allie nodded as well. They both continued to sip their drinks as Nurse Bannon went on.

"That's definitely the most common conversion in an OZ. Usually it's a newly-minted Alpha without enough women around the house, or looking to assert his dominance. Often they'll go for full feminization instead, particularly if they're doing a complete mental rebuild. If they want to let their father or brother keep their existing gender identity and memories, or think they might convert them back later, futas may be the more appealing option."

She pressed the button, and screen changed again. The cartoon woman had a metal tube lowered over her. When it raised back up again, with smoke and glitter, she was sporting the cock she had in the introduction.

"Female-to-futa conversions are a lot easier in some ways, since we're basically just adding new parts in one place, rather than re-sculpting the whole body. In most places futas are considered a kind of second-tier Alpha, so you might find a wealthy man gifting his wife a cock so she can enjoy some of the same fun. Because we don't do them as often here, we'll be extra-careful on your Mom's post-mod checks... But she'll probably still be able to go home today.

"That's good," Enzo sighed, feeling relieved. Over the last few minutes, he'd been starting to feel a bit dizzy from worry.

Nurse Banning hit the button again. This time the cartoon futa was sitting in a chair, with a metal helmet over her head, covered in glowing lights. "Let's talk mental mods and aftercare... Enzo, are you okay?"

"I... I, uh..." Maybe it's not the worry that's making me dizzy, Enzo thought, as his champagne glass hit the floor. He tried to stand up... Which proved a mistake, as dark circles clouded his vision.

"Enzo!" He heard Allie cry out, then felt Nurse Banning's tits smack against his face as he fell forward and blacked out.