Then she picked up his arms and his legs one at a time, and asked him if they hurt. He nodded no each time. She sat on the bed, pulled his pants down ...elow his waist, and pushed on each quadrant noting it did not invoke a pain response. She licked her lips, tugged his pants down a little further, and smiled saying, “I hate to tell you baby, but I think you will survive….I found your problem!” She leaned over and planted a kiss on the head of his rock hard cock.He gulped, and shouted,. ’ ‘Well I’m not really a doctor. I just had a bunch of training in what I would call Battlefield or Combat First Aid, but compared to what they get now, probably as much or more than most of them around here. I’ve patched up wounds, removed bullets, sewn them up, treated sickness … Hell, I’ve even delivered a couple babies.’ ‘Shit, Son, that makes you about the best doctor in 200 miles, if not one of the only ones – there ain’t many. And of those there are, you’re prob’ly the only one with any. But you'll drive me home right? What about the clothes?S: They're yours now.N: Thanks! I love them.I grabbed the bags I had brought with the rest of my clothes and weheaded out. The short walk to her car seemed endless to me, I was reallyafraid someone would recognize me as a boy.As we walked we ran into a group of people coming our way, I noticed someof them were staring at me as they walked by, she did too. Without movingher head Susan told me:S: Look back.N: What?S: Look back right now.She. You have to wash them.I said I would like to give her baths. I said I did not mind cleaning up.I shook my finger at her. “But you can’t make messes. I don’t want to clean that much.”She frowned at me. “Sometimes pets knock things over. I like making messes.”I said, “A pet has to do what I say.” She said, “Then make me.” I sat on my new pet and took all her clothes. She laughed. She tried to fight me.I opened her shirt and bra. I poked her tits. I grabbed her boobs.I pulled her hair. I took off.