My body hair never developed more than a fine downy hair and ofcourse I never needed to shave much as I would have liked to try it atleast once.All th... time I was taking my medicine like a good girl my penis andtesticles would get erect at the thought of what was happening to me butat the same time I was horrified that there seemed no way to return tobeing a boy again. When I would come looking at myself in the mirror I'dfeel very guilty at the thought that this was not going to be an end. ”“Painful,” she said again. “That’s the last thing I’d have expected you to say, except for the breath part.”“Even a light girl like you,” he said. “It felt like my face was in a vise being slowly cranked.”“Oh, I’m sorry,” she said. “I thought you’d enjoy it as long as I let you breathe every few seconds.”“You have a pretty vagina,” he said.“What? I do?”“Yes,” he said. “You trim yours nice. Most Japanese woman have a thick jungle down there. And Western girls are completely shaved. Both. Matt was a ball player. He had that stocky ball player physique. He played in the outfield, so he wasn’t fat. He and Jean were black, with very dark skin. He was twenty, and she was nineteen.Jean had long, straight hair. She was a former volleyball player, six feet tall, with A Cup breasts, a tiny waist, and legs that went on forever.The hotel room had two Queen size beds. I was trying to pay attention to Jean so she didn’t think I was ignoring her. I nearly missed it when Matt took off his. HE would exam her most private and sensitive of parts with the cold metal spectum, that he made sure was in the refrigerator just mins before. But today a patient in the morning had a yeast infection, he was going to use that instrument on her- "that would show that cunt" he thought, "I would take care of this bitch she's to young to mess up her life but I don't mind messing it up for her." He got off on her pain, he would tell his siter Helga about his exam and visits with the poor girl..