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“Nurse Stenson,” Miss Elizabeth explained, “highly experienced and she specializes in altered males.”
Jamie sat motionless on one of the stools, his hands folded on top of his head. The handsome woman, whose short, dark hair was covered in an obligatory white cap, stood behind him, her fingers working to remove one of the diamond earrings. Either Jamie knew to face the camera or Nurse Stenson deliberately placed him in that position.
Jamie appeared so lifelike that it was stunning. I gulped, thinking of my tape waiting to be mailed to the 35th floor in turn for the slightest transgression. Unlike my office, the executive conference room of MacDonald Bear was equipped with high definition television. The lurid videotape would be most impressive.
Miss Elizabeth reached and turned up the sound.
“I think you’ll be favorably influenced. I am sure you’re aware of my affection for Jamie. But this will help assuage any remaining concerns.”
Though still not fully cognizant of Miss Elizabeth’s reference, I watched in amazed silence.
“I want my boys nice and naked, Jamie. Everything goes.”
The nipple piercings were next, the nurse’s deft fingers twisting off one of the diamonds on each gold bar and then sliding the three inch shards free of each nipple. Then Jamie knew to open his mouth and extend his tongue. Incredibly, the length of pink thrust out some four inches beyond his lips, bringing a lascivious laugh from the nurse as she twisted the huge knob from its post penetrating the tongue. Then Jamie widely parted his knees as Nurse Stenson leaned to remove his balls. She did not block the camera, seeming to be very much aware of its location.
Finally, a duplicate key freed the Prince’s Wand.
“Hold still now,” the nurse warned.
The left hand held the tiny penis shaft while the right unscrewed the post penetrating the frenulum. Then the expert fingers worked, those on the left skinning back, those on the right gently pulling the metal tube. Jamie grimaced. The nurse cooed words of comfort as she would with a young child.
“Just a little more.”
The shaft finally was free and I fully understood the anguish. Though I knew that the inserted end had a bulbous tip, it was the first time I had seen it. It was sizable and the urethra must have had to expand greatly to allow for its removal. Such pain. Miss Elizabeth noticed my reaction.
“Jamie bears such for me ... and his prostatic health.”
The jewelry was piled into a small plastic container. Jamie was truly naked. Only his gold waist chain remained, welded permanently in place.
“I’ll want a sample.”
Another plastic container came into view. The nurse gently held Jamie’s penis in her left hand and the container in the right. Jamie straightened his back, parted his knees further and performed on cue.
“Good boy.”
Next the nurse retrieved a measuring device. A smiling Jamie again extended his tongue and the nurse cruelly seized it and pulled without mercy. She measured its length and let it slip back between the pretty lips.
Then she began plumping the girlish nipples ... pushing ... pulling ... pinching … twisting … all actions seeming to loosen the flesh which she then pulled viciously and measured the distance it could be drawn from his breast plate.
The flaccid penis was measured and Jamie flushed when the nurse called out ‘two and one half inches’.
“The estrogen is working nicely, Jamie. So tiny, you’ve almost got a clitoris,” the nurse laughed seeming so genuinely proud of her patient.
“Well, we’re going to increase your hormones. Won’t that be nice? I think your breasts will grow better.”
Jamie beamed with the nurse’s announcement.
“Now let’s get that nasty male gland massaged and then we’ll get cleaned up and start the flow. “Stand and spread for me and straddle my legs. Face the wall.”
Nurse Stenson sat on the stool as Jamie obeyed. He spread as the nurse’s hands grasped his hips and guided him back over her thighs. He faced the wall as did Nurse Stenson.
“Relax now. Nurse Stenson is going to find your little prostate.”
She spoke firmly but as if to a child. The index finger of the left hand dabbed into a small jar of ointment. Jamie smiled as it began to worm its way into his rectum from the rear. The right hand reached over his leg and massaged the empty scrotal sac.
“Why, Jamie, what happened here? Something’s missing!”