A tale of pure fiction and fantasy. I was actually considering going all the way. Going all the way in becoming female. I had been living as a female in all phases of my life for some time. I continued on the hormones and all my desires said I should do this. I had called the plastic surgeon who had done my breasts and explained what I wanted. She suggested going to see a doctor in Vancouver who was an expert in SRS. I called his office and made an appointment. Luckily he could see me on a Saturday so I booked a flight and flew in early. His office was close to one of the big hospitals. I was dressed casually in jeans and a nice blouse. Since my breast augmentation there wasn’t much I could do to hide that fact I had large breasts. No matter what I wore it seemed like they were on display. They were very full 36 DD’s and I loved them. Men were like little boys around a big set of boobs. Some were more discreet but some just plain stared. The doctors office was not crowded and a young nurse led me into his private office. I sat down in front of his desk and waited. He came in and shook my hand introducing himself. He sat behind his desk and began to ask me some questions. The usual stuff, how long had I wanted to do this, how long had I been living as a woman and reaffirming that this step was permanent. At the end of the questions he said he wanted to examine me. He called Escort Çukurambar the nurse back in and she escorted me to an examining room. I got undressed and into a gown and the nurse came back in. She did the normal tests, weight, height, BP. She complimented me on my shape saying she was jealous. He soon came in and asked me to lay down on the table. He put my feet in some stirrups and began. After some pulling, poking and prodding he asked me to stand up and open my gown. He checked out my muscle tone and examined my breasts. He said the my doctor did a perfect job on them. The were symmetrical and looked very natural. The scar underneath them was hidden in the crease and because the were on the heavy side didn’t show. He said I could get dressed and to meet him back in his office. When were were settled he said he was willing to do the surgery. He said I was an ideal candidate. He would use the skin of my penis to form my inner labia lips. This would make them very natural looking and sensitive. The head of my penis would become my clitoris, also staying sensitive. My scrotal skin would become my vagina. Even though my balls had shrunk because of the , I still had plenty of skin to create a very natural and normal size vagina. He would leave my prostrate gland in place and I would pee out of a new opening he would create in the right demetevler escort place. I would still generate lubricating fluid from there and would be able to orgasm. As he talked I grew very excited. I was going to be able to have sex like a real woman. He showed me some before and after pics of some of his patients and I could tell he was an expert. Their after pics were so good there was no way you could tell they were not a real woman. He had taken a pic of my genitals while he examined me and now with some morphing software showed me what I will look like after the operation. I sat there dumbfounded looking at what my new pussy would look like. I thanked him and said I would call soon to make the arrangements for surgery. On the flight home I was deep in thought. I really really wanted this, but I kept thinking I needed to find a way to make sure. What could I do? I had been with men and loved sucking and fucking them. That would be so much easier after the change. What about my penis? Would I miss it? I hadn’t really used it as nature intended for a long time. Maybe I needed to one last time. All the next week I made my plans. I decided to go to a club that was a known gay and bi hangout for women. Saturday night came and I got dressed to go out. I decided to wear a white tank top with no bra. You could plainly see my big aureola dikmen escort bayan showing through. I wore some tight jeans that were torn in places and rode low on my hips. My whale tail was showing along with my new tattoo. I had recently had my lower back done. It wasn’t obnoxiously large just a cute tribal design that looked great above my tight firm ass and below my slim waist. I paid the cover and entered the club. The music was thumping and it was crowded. Mostly women but a few guys and some obvious cross dressers. I made my way to the bar and got lots of looks from the really butch women and some from the feminine ones too. As I sat at the bar a manly looking woman with short hair came up next to me and very obviously squeezed my right boob and whispered in my ear that she wanted to suck it. I smiled at her and said maybe later that I was waiting for someone. She smiled and moved on. I surveyed the crowd and saw a cute brunette with a nice body looking at me. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I made my way over to her and asked her if she wanted to dance. She said sure and I took her hand and we made it to the crowded dance floor. The music was typical club and we grooved and grinded. She was very sexy and I noticed many looking at us wishing they looked as good as we did. We got closer and as she ran her hands over my ass I did the same to her. She was in very good shape with about 34 B’s. We danced till we were sweaty and then took a break for a drink. We made some small talk and then I asked her what she was in here looking for tonight. She admitted she was experimenting being bisexual. She had recently broken up with her boyfriend and know wanted to explore this.