I tucked my cock back into my jeans and zipped up. Near the door was a small sink I hadn't noticed. I washed and dried my hands and walked out the doo.... I turned back towards the front door and walked up to it. I refused to open. I almost started to panic then realized there was a doorbell button next to it. I pushed the button and heard a ding, followed by a buzz. I pushed the door open and walked out.“How was it,” a voice asked from somewhere to my rear. I turned and spotted the older lady. I said OK. A few minutes after he left a nurse came in with the shaving gear. She lathered me up and clean shaved my leg. I felt it and said that feels nice, can you do the other leg. She smiled and said maybe later, roll over and let me give you your injection. When I woke back up I was in recovery. They wheeled me up to my room where a nurse was waiting to help me onto the room bed. She said I could have anything to eat, as long as it was soup. I must have dozed back off for it was night. "Hey can we conduct some medical experiments on those two down in reception?" asked one guy dressed in the school football jacket."Here we are, level five," said Fink as the elevator stopped."This is where we conduct extensive research into the human brain. We're hoping to use it to eliminate countless problems and make society a better place."The class stepped out of the elevator into a long white corridor. Doors stretched all the way down. Next to each was a large glass window."Now if you'll. Weird sexy setup.During Sherry's recovery time, Sherry contacted about every person she knew, mostly guys, to tell them of her finally finishing what she had started. She bragged that her identity from her birth certificate and driver's license down to her replica of a pussy now said she was "female." I thought that strange as she had seemed to shun the pre-op tranny I.D. Guess since she had changed genders she was allowed to fickle like her new one. Guy's just never know. You know, we go with.