After abrading the skin, our doctors performed thesurgery to make her not only a real female, but a more complete hen,fixing it so that she would have...a better stance, one that was not forcedbut much more natural, more like a real chicken, and when they were doneshe would be able to take the male roosters just like a normal femalechicken. Then, after she healed up, which was a bit more than a yearafter the surgeries, we carefully fitted the new inner skin. It is theall new breathable latex, so. I went back to my house and looking at her from the window, I was again lucky to see her cleavage and then i heard one more gate sound and went see who it was.My neighbour aunty brought a bucket of wayer to draw rangoli, by looking at this situation to get a better view i ran to the roof and made myself comfortable and waiting for her bend down and i was lucky enough to see her fair cleavage was astonished to see her boobs in full view which were bigger like a football and saw her black bra as. She was disappointed in the way her breasts were growing. At first it seemed that only the nipples were getting bigger. They were just two puffy dark mounds like someone had painted a small lemon light brown and pasted them on her chest. Eventually her breast started to form under her nipples. She was now wearing an A cup bra and that was starting to squeeze her growing boobies out of their cups. Slivie liked her tummy and legs the most. They were lean and muscular from her gymnastics. "You still haven't cum??" I flexed my hard cock in her and told her, "Not yet." Her eyes widened, "Damn! What does it take?" "Just a little more time," I told her.She had a wicked grin as she said, "You still owe my ass some attention." I'm sure my eyes lit up because she giggled. "You're really gonna lick my ass?" "You showered, right?" I asked. She nodded. "Then oh hell yeah!", I growled. I pulled my cock out of her incredible pussy as I rose to my knees on the bed. Seeing this beautiful.