Paradise Isle, StepSister Pt. 04

Paradise Isle, StepSister Pt 04

(Trans, transformed, lesbian, reluctant) Paradise Isle transformation

By ChangeYourPassword

Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. It is a story of sexual fantasies and fetishes. These sexual practices are not for everyone, but those of us who delve into them understand the allure. The characters in the story certainly do. If you enjoy this story and the fetishes involved, great. If not, please forget the whole thing.

Read the previous parts of StepSister, first.

Author's Note: I am not in the medical field, and I don't have experience with the complexities of gender change procedures. Please remember, this is fiction.

They made all the arrangements for their extended vacation to Paradise Isle, expecting Morgan and the staff to cover for them, while they were gone.

Having thoroughly researched the place, Aubrey and Denver packed little other than bikinis and a couple dresses to wear on the airplane, going and returning. Jason packed light as well, he'd have to buy most everything there. He'd be coming back with a different body.

He kept telling himself that he hadn't agreed to the change, yet. He didn't have to go through with it.

While his two girlfriends were excited about their much simpler procedures, he remained terribly frightened. In fact, several times he almost called the whole thing off. He only stuck with the plan, because he didn't want to disappoint Aubrey, or piss off Denver.

The transformation would change everything, and he wasn't sure he could deal with it all. But his two girlfriends were always there with him, and loving him, particularly Aubrey, he just couldn't refuse them. They made it clear that they wanted to live together as three women. And he most certainly liked that idea.

With their help and love he figured he could make it. He was happily reminded of their relationship whenever he looked at the pretty ring on his finger.

So, on the appointed date, they rode together to the airport. Excited and nervous.

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Jason sat beside Aubrey, in first class, of course, for the flight out and her very presence right next to him made it easier to think positively about his future.

Eventually, after a couple flights and a short ferry ride, they arrived along with several dozen others on the Paradise Isle docks.

Everyone was exhausted, but happy. The trip was over and the vacation could begin.

The island's in processing was painfully and frustratingly long and bureaucratically intrusive. But they made it through, and met their friendly and helpful concierge, who confirmed their plans and took them to their very nice suite at the resort. Aubrey had selected one of the finest rooms; large, comfortable and with a beautiful view of the huge central courtyard on one side and the ocean out the other.

"You'll have the suite for five full weeks," their hostess had confirmed, sounding a bit surprised by the length of their stay.

"Yes, but for much of the time he'll be in the hospital, and part of the time, I'll have to go back home for business. It'll all work out." Aubrey informed her.

"Excellent."

Jason stood in awe of the luxury, playing with his orange bracelet. He'd noted that the girls had received white ones. When he asked, about the difference, the reception clerk had explained that white was for standard guests at the regular resorts, and his orange bracelet identified him to everyone as enrolled in the feminization package.

Damn! everyone would see and know.

The ride from the pier to the suite had provided a pleasant tour of the beautiful island, and after a short trip the wonderful resort where they'd be staying and playing.

All three of them were impressed and excited by the prospects.

Another attention-grabbing sight was the other guests, who were all attractive, and mostly naked. Although almost everyone wore swim suits, they appeared to be of the barely-there variety, at least where the women were concerned. The men wore more traditional swim suits, but looked sexy nonetheless.

After the concierge left them to get settled, Jason asked, "Are you sure we'll fit in one bed?" Even at home he'd only occasionally slept with his two girlfriends. Although Aubrey undoubtedly loved him, she remained uncomfortable around his cock. Whereas Denver had no problem with his prick. She'd be fine cuddling with him.

"Yes, I'm sure. For much of the time only two of us will be in residence. Remember you'll be in the hospital for two weeks. And I'll be gone back home for almost three. For the last, fun week, we'll all be together again and you'll be a girl." Aubrey said reassuringly.

"I'm sure we'll have a lot of fun together in the bed." She added with a giggle.

That thought made him feel better, although he wasn't sure what she was thinking. He hadn't yet made a decision on his cock, whether he'd keep it or go all the way.

And they hadn't discussed it either. He knew where the two of them stood. It was he who couldn't decide.

If he still had a cock, would she still be okay sleeping with him, her. It would be attached to a female body, perhaps that would be enough.

Damn it all! The idea of having his cock cut off, still made him sick to his stomach.

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It was mid-morning by then, and they were exhausted, but they were also famished so as soon as they'd thrown their meager collection of clothes in a few drawers, they headed out to explore and find food.

They walked along the pathways feeling silly for staring so much at the beauty of the place, and the other folks they encountered.

In the central courtyard, named by signage as the 'playground', they found a pretty restaurant and settled down to eat and drink.

He had an appointment with a 'medical councilor at 1:00. It had all been pre-arranged. The 'package' expected its subjects to be anxious to get started immediately upon arrival. The goal was to have their procedures completed as soon as possible so they could be enjoyed.

Sitting in the restaurant they continued to be fascinated by views of the other guests. All were attractive and scantily dressed in swim suits. All three of them, shared quiet opinions on the beautiful women, many of whom paraded around topless.

Aubrey planned to join that group, once her new breasts were in place.

Only Denver took the time to point out a couple of well-built and sexy guys. Neither Aubrey nor Justin was interested in them.

One other aspect they noticed was that everywhere they looked they saw couples, men and women, or pairs of men, or women. There were a few singles, but they were the only threesome, and they drew some attention because of that.

After lunch they wandered a bit more, then stopped by the room to freshen up, before they caught the shuttle to the clinic, to talk procedural details with the councilor.

After a round of greetings, they all squeezed into Vivian's office. An additional chair had to be scrounged up for Jason. Threesomes were indeed unusual.

Vivian had three stacks of paperwork aligned on her desktop.

Finished with the introductions they all sat down with their respective paperwork packet, to review and finalize their individual plans.

One-by-one they were discussed and then excitedly declared ready to proceed.

Aubrey, was first as all she needed was a nanite injection, followed by a few days rest. The nanites would build tissue and her breasts would expand to her target D-Cup. She would only stay on the island for the first week, then she'd head home to get back to supervising a couple important tasks at the new house. That was the main project at the moment.

Denver's nose job would only require a few days of misery, but take much longer to heal. The bruising and swelling couldn't be resolved in days, it would take weeks, so she was elected to stay on, and assist with Jason's recovery.

She was happy to spend the time on the island, hiding and healing. And taking care of Jess when 'she' emerged from the hospital.

Finally, Vivian focused on him. He gulped, nervously.

All of the procedures he'd need to complete his transformation would take many weeks, so he'd be laid-up for quite a while, and then she'd need a lot of coaching and practice to get used to her new body and life.

For his first two weeks he'd be staying there in the clinic, first for all the procedures, and then for an extended, closely supervised recovery.

"The surgeries will be spaced throughout the first week, and for the second week, you'll be kept almost comatose, while you recover," she explained.

"Keeping you here, allows us to hurry along your healing, so when we release you back to your suite, you'll be only a week away from being allowed out and about. To enjoy your new self."

"And I'll come back, for that!" Aubrey inserted, excitedly.

Once Jess was released and moved into the suite, Denver would take care of her for the final phase of her recovery. Aubrey would be back for the final eight days so all three of them could enjoy vacation fun together.

"So, all three of you are here for procedures, but you Jason, have the most extensive work planned. You two ladies will be in and out in just hours." Vivian summarized.

The girls, agreed excitedly, while Jason simply agreed.

"I do have one more physical topic to cover with you, Jason," Vivian then said pointedly, again turning to him.

"I see on the form that you've elected to keep your penis and testicles, but of course we'll be suppressing the production of sperm and testosterone. You'll still have those two little devils, but they won't be doing much of anything." The woman explained.

It made Jason, particularly sick. He wanted to ask for more details, but was too upset to want to hear the answers.

He was also worried about Aubrey's reaction, but when he looked at her, she didn't seem terribly upset. She continued to smile at him, encouragingly. He was relieved by that.

He didn't bother checking with Denver, he knew she loved her occasional ride of his cock.

Back to Vivian he nodded, "Yes, that's correct."

"Fine, but that adds another consideration."

"Oh?"

"To enhance your pleasure, and make you feel more like a woman we've included a nanite pleasure package. The little mechanics will tickle your nerves to increase the level of pleasure you get from sexual activity."

"That's needed?"

"Yes, we've found that transitioning girls, who keep their cock and balls complicate the body's hormonal chemistry. Sex drive can be affected. And with testosterone suppressed, you can still get hard, but you don't get all the pleasure of a climax. So, this will help you enjoy.

"With the nanite's help, you will find that your orgasms will be as intense or even more pleasurable than before."

That was a shock, he hadn't thought about that, but it made sense. "I guess, that sounds good." He muttered, uncertainly.

Vivian nodded, emphatically. "It really is. You'll be much happier. Trust me on this."

He hoped he could. Trust her, that is.

She nodded one more time, then continued. "You will also experience pleasure, like many women do, from your nipples and breasts. You may even find it possible to orgasm when a lover suckles and massages your new breasts."

"That will be interesting." It was another aspect he hadn't really considered. But the idea excited him.

"And the package includes a similar enhancement for anal sex."

"What? I'm not interested in that!"

He heard Denver giggle, but ignored her.

Vivian shrugged. "Many women really appreciate that enrichment. Especially if their partners enjoy anal sex."

"I won't," he protested.

She shrugged. "Well then, you can just not engage in it. But the option and the enjoyment will always be available to you."

"Great..." he grumbled, sarcastically. Now he was really concerned.

Vivian made a notation and moved on.

"You do want to be hairless, correct? The nanites will take care of that, permanently."

"Um, yes." He hated the chemical hair remover process. And he'd always appreciated bare skinned girls.

Vivian nodded. "I didn't see any notes about your skin. Most women want perfect skin. That's a relatively easy nanite-driven procedure that I recommend."

"What do you mean?" he asked, uncertain.

"You'll wind up with perfectly smooth, unblemished skin. 'Pale, pure and pretty', is the way it's described.

Denver smiled and nodded encouragingly. She loved the idea, very doll-like.

When he looked at Aubrey for confirmation, she nodded. "I always wished I had clear skin. I have some moles, I hate."

He smiled back. He'd seen a couple of them, but it hadn't bothered him. She was perfect as far as he was concerned.

"Okay." He told the woman.

"Now, we should talk about other options," Vivian said, moving on, nudging him through the process.

"I know there are a lot of other enhancements we can perform to make her even better," Denver said, excitedly.

Jason frowned at her.

"Don't give me that look, young lady," she scolded. "I just want what's best for you."

Jason, was peeved when Vivian turned to Denver. "What did you have in mind?"

"Well, for one thing, we read about permanent long and natural, fingernails. A pretty girl should have long sexy nails, and I understand you can provide them."

"That's correct. The nanites can encourage nail growth, and strength. It's a favorite enhancement for the Bimbo package."

Aubrey actually giggled at that, while Jess frowned. "You became pretty good with those extensions. And they looked sexy on your long fingers."

She apparently liked the idea.

"That sounds great! Let's include that." Denver said.

"Wait a minute, it's my decision." Jason cut in, angrily.

Vivian turned back to Jason. "Of course, it is. Do you want pretty nails?" she asked. And then waited for him to make the decision. The three women all waited, quietly and patiently.

Now that he had a minute to think, with everyone staring at him, he realized that he had always wanted pretty, feminine fingernails.

He sighed. "Well, yes, I do."

"Excellent. We have to select a target length. What did you have in mind?"

He had no idea. He hadn't measured the ones the girls had fitted Jess with.

"At least an inch." Denver answered.

"That sounds awfully long," he said, uncertain.

"That's not from the fingertip, silly, it's from the base of the nail." Denver replied.

"Oh, um, Okay." He surrendered.

Vivian noted his choice, and moved on to another suggestion. She thought she had figured out the relationship and assumed that Denver wanted a very sexy plaything.

"Would you like larger, more prominent nipples on your new breasts?"

Jason thought for only a moment. Girls with prominent nipples had certainly been an attention-getting turn-on, but he didn't want to deal with horny men.

"No, thanks."

Denver, though didn't want to pass on that, not at least without some debate.

"Jess, think about how sexy you'll look, and how much fun your lovers could have with those." And giggling, she licked her lips suggestively. She and Aubrey were her lovers...

Aubrey, didn't want Denver to push her brother, future sister, too far, so she spoke up. "They can be inconvenient, or embarrassing."

Jason nodded and repeated, "No, thanks."

Denver pouted.

Vivian made another notation and then continued.

"Would you like any tattoos on your body? It always makes sense for us to do them while you're in recovery. No pain, especially if what you want is extensive."

That took him a minute, while he debated with herself. He was fascinated by sexy tattoos on women. Nothing obvious though. Hidden, private things fascinated him. But that was when he was deep into fetish fantasies, watching porn on the web, or whacking off alone at home.

What would he get, a 'tramp stamp' over her ass crack?

"Not now, perhaps later."

Denver, of course couldn't resist. "How about 'Aubrey' in a pretty font on one ass cheek, and 'Denver' on the other?"

"It would be appropriate, "she added.

Aubrey giggled.

"I'll think about it."

"You do love us, and only us." Denver pushed.

Jason glared at her.

Vivian nodded. "Okay, we can do that any time you want. And that applies to permanent makeup, as well.

"How about piercings? I see your ears are already pierced. Something more? Other places on your new body?"

That also sounded interesting. Body jewelry was also something he'd dreamed of. But he was starting to get tired of this game, enough was enough. "Not now, perhaps later."

"Not even your tongue? That's our most popular piercing for our bimbos."

"I don't want to be a bimbo," he stated emphatically. "So, no thanks."

Denver groaned sadly, theatrically.

Both Aubrey and Jason glared at her, that time.

"Are we done?" Jason asked, now feeling more nervous than ever.

"Almost, I just want to be certain. Some enhancements will be much more difficult, later." Vivian said, consolingly.

She referred to some notes, and then continued. "Now these options are admittedly kind of off-the-wall, but some girls find them delightful." Vivian said, hesitantly. Jason wondered, then why bring them up?

He got nervous when she turned to look at Denver, once again. Like she expected her to be interested.

"Would you like to work with a speech pathologist to adjust your voice or speech patterns?"

"What?" Of all the questions, so far, that one did indeed sound the strangest. "My vocal cords will be shortened, right? Giving me a higher pitch."

"Yes, of course," Vivian conformed for him, but then again, she turned to Denver.

"Many of our bimbos, especially those with demanding partners, masters or mistresses, have included changes to the way their girls talk. Their voices are made even higher, or softer. They're taught to talk with a cute little lisp, or even a silly, heavy one. Or they're taught to speak of themselves in the third person. You know, 'Dolly is hungry', instead of 'I am hungry.'"

"All of them make the girl sound even more like a true submissive."

"Absolutely not," he replied, immediately.

"He is not our submissive," Aubrey said emphatically.

Vivian backed off quickly. "Fine. I thought I should ask." she replied, glancing at Denver who shrugged and nodded.

Denver hadn't even considered that option, although she'd read about it, and it did sound fun at the time.

Jason resented how Vivian appeared to believe that Denver was behind all of their decisions, his decisions.

"There are many others, but I doubt if you'd be interested," Vivian said, much to Jason's relief.

"That's about it, unless you have something else in mind? I know there are a huge number of options available. And some of our patients don't review them all."

"I'm good," Jason replied.

She gave Denver a quick glance before she put that set of papers aside. But she wasn't done yet.

"Now Jason, when you're the new you, we'll need to provide you with documentation for your revised identity. Your existing passport and any related documents will no longer be valid.

Unless you have some complicating factor, all you'll need is a new first name. What have you selected?"

He looked at Aubrey and replied, "Jess," a little tentatively. He smiled sheepishly and nodded.

"Excellent. Jess it is." Adding that to the forms.

Finally, Vivian relaxed in her chair. "Do you have any other questions? If not, I'll let you go, while I brief your medical teams."

She stood up to usher them out and back to the reception area.

"You all have your appointments. You know when to return for your procedures and surgeries. Right? We usually kick things off immediately, upon your arrival."

"I understand, but we're not in a big hurry." Aubrey replied.

"Okay, but the sooner we get you started, the sooner you'll be back to normal. With your new enhancements. Enjoying your stay in paradise."

"Yes," Denver said happily.

"Let me remind you that Jason will have to stay on the island for almost a month after we start on him, while everything heals and she gets used to your new self," Vivian asked.

"We've planned for that," Aubrey said reassuringly.

"We're just going to take the first couple days to relax and enjoy the place. Then we'll check into the clinic for the procedures." Aubrey assured her. "Denver will take care of Jess when she returns to the suite. I'll be back soon thereafter."

"That will be fine. And Denver, don't hesitate to contact me if you need any assistance."

"I won't," she replied.

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The resort was fantastic. It had everything a dreamy Caribbean vacation heaven could have to offer, plus beautiful guests and abundant sexual pursuits.

They didn't even visit the 'Fet Resort', that would come during the last week, after they'd all healed.

For the next few days they laid around, saw the sights, played in the surf and in the huge pool, visited with other fascinating guests and, of course, ate and drank. It was great fun.

In the room they slept together in the big bed, or enjoyed sex with each other. Although the one time Denver wanted to fuck, Aubrey went out onto the patio and dozed.

During other sessions, the girls took some time to teach him about pleasuring them with just fingers.

"We don't aways resort to oral, or toys..." Aubrey explained.

"Our fingers are our friends," Denver whispered, giggling.

The lessons wore out his hands. Both of the girls coached him, as they kissed and held him, while his hands were buried in their crotches, fingers in their pussies.

He did enjoy giving them their pleasure, he loved them, but while they each orgasmed, several times, he didn't. Those nights, his cock got no attention at all.

But Jason did enjoy everything else. The resort, and his two girlfriends, but he suffered always with the nagging worry of what was to come. It held him back from true vacation pleasure.

The girls on the other hand, enjoyed everything. Both loving the resort, and the anticipation of their enhancements.

They fell asleep, wrapped around each other that last night before their scheduled procedures, slightly sun-burned, happy, and anxious about the upcoming event.

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In the morning, they went out to breakfast, all of them nervous to some extent.

Then they met up with their friendly concierge who took them to the clinic in a small van.

In front of the clinic, they piled out of the shuttle, and Jason froze, standing in front of the main entrance.

Noticing that he wasn't following, Aubry spun, and seeing him, went back to grab him and pull him into a hug.

"Come along, let's do this."

"Aubry, I can't. It's too big a step. It scares the hell out of me."

"It's what you've always dreamed of," she reminded him.

"Sure, but fantasies are fine, fun. This is a massive and permanent change. I never dreamed that it would ever happen.

"I can't even imagine what my life will be like."

"Of course you can. It will be just like it has been with us, only better."

Denver intelligently left the two of them work it out. If Aubrey couldn't bring him around, nobody could.

Aubrey kissed him, passionately. It took his breath away. When she was finished, she stepped back, smiling lovingly. "Now let's go. Just do it. I want new tits and a new lover."

Realizing what she'd just said, she stammered, "er, another girl. Um, a new sister."

Then she started giggling at herself. "I want another girl lover. And that's who you'll become."

"But..."

"I know it will be a huge change for you. But it's what you want, and it'll be wonderful; you'll see."

He groaned. As if he was in physical pain, and she worried if he wasn't having a heart attack. But he took a deep breath, and holding her hand, he stepped off toward Denver and the clinic.

She watched and almost cheered. Good for him.

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Aubrey was waiting when Denver woke from the anesthesia. She had received her injections, rested for a while so the nurse could monitor for any adverse reactions, and then was allowed to return to the suite to await the completion of Denver's surgery.

They'd called her when her partner began stirring.

Denver opened her eyes to see her lover hovering. She smiled up at Aubrey, despite feeling like her face had been hammered by some gorilla wielding a frying pan.

It was difficult to see around the wad of gauze and tape that covered her nose and cheeks.

Aubrey leaned down to kiss her on the forehead. "The doctors said it went perfectly. Now all you have to do is wait."

During the next couple of days, Denver hid in the room, and recovered from her surgery. She slept a lot, and felt miserable and ugly under the bandages.

Over those same days, Aubrey's breasts slowly grew while the magical nanites did their thing. Although nursing her whiney lover was a chore, watching her chest expand was exciting and delightful.

On the third day, while Denver napped, she snuck out to sun and show off. She wandered the pathways, topless, feeling mischievous and proud. Smiling pleasantly at the passersby, especially those who admired her breasts.

Eventually, she found her way to the resort's department store and purchased a couple new bikinis, with tops that fit her new profile.

Damn! that was fun, she mumbled to herself as she left the place, her new breasts still on display.

After walking for a while she stopped into a bar for a drink, and rather than sit alone at a table, she perched on a stool at the bar.

A few moments later a couple of girls settled into the stools beside her, and after ordering their drinks, the three of them began chatting.

Emma and Adria were a loving couple from Amsterdam, and their English was excellent. Both were tall, pretty and Viking, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Very attractive.

Emma, sitting closest, was topless, and had large breasts with pierced nipples. Sizeable rings dangled from the holes. Adria mentioned that the rings were new, and permanent.

"It will be a fun challenge for her." she added, with a chuckle.

Emma sighed. "I'll have to be careful what I wear. It could be embarrassing."

"I've always loved it when she goes braless. I enjoy showing her off, and seeing the reactions.

"And she blushes so charmingly." Adria said. She obviously enjoyed toying with her lover.

Aubrey, sometimes felt that Denver was just toying with her, too, so she could relate to Emma's plight.

"My girlfriend wants me to get pierced, especially now that I'm bigger," she told them.

Adria, chuckled. "You should."

Aubrey shook her head, "I'm gong to wait on that. My breasts are new as it is. I just had a nanite treatment to grow them out."

Both girls congratulated her, telling her how lovely her chest looked. And she enjoyed their enthusiastic compliments.

"We're familiar with those wonderful little things. They're giving us the best, most enjoyable orgasms we've ever had." Adria told her, happily.

Emma blushed, but nodded her agreement.

"Oh, you have to explain that," Aubrey demanded with a laugh.

Their package sounded a little like the pleasure enhancement that Jess was getting to help her overcome the hormone mix she'd be dealing with.

As she listened, she decided it wasn't anything she needed. Her love making with her lovers was nice enough.

Denver certainly didn't require any assistance. She was enjoying both her pussy and Jason's cock. And since Jess was keeping that part, she'd still have both available.

That did bother her some. She'd actually talked to her about that when Jason had decided to keep his cock. She wished he'd gone the other route.

They would be sharing a single bed, and although that would be fun, and loving. Aubrey didn't want to be lying there while her lover fucked Jess, her other lover.

Denver had promised to never put her in that situation. She also hinted that she had a special solution in mind, but she wouldn't provide any details.

She'd finally given up on finding out what that was. Denver wouldn't say.

When she finished her drink, Aubrey wished them a good stay, refused a kind offer for a group sex session, and headed off for a swim in the ocean.

She played in the water, for a couple hours, alone. She enjoyed the quiet, 'me-time', but still missed Denver. It would be more fun when all three of them were healed and playing together in the surf.

A couple of hours later, after rinsing off the salt, in an open-air shower, she strolled the boardwalk until she found a bench nestled in the shade of a couple palm trees. An idyllic location to sit, relax and enjoy the view.

There were several couples, all consisting of a man and a woman, scattered along the shore, playing in the surf or lying in the sand. No female pairs. But she wasn't looking for companionship.

She sat for a while just sunning and gazing out at the endless ocean. The blue water almost matched the blue sky perfectly, making it difficult to identify the actual horizon. Amazing...

She was distracted from her reverie, by a pair strolling along, approaching her location. Two guys, holding hands, chatting and enjoying the scenery as they walked along. They were both naked, though. And well-built and hung as well. That caused a momentary tension in her belly.

She relaxed a little, realizing that they were gay and probably no threat.

When they got close, one of them smiled down at her. "Beautiful views around here."

It was a cross between a statement and a question, so she felt compelled to smile back and reply.

"In oh so many ways," she said, adding a chuckle.

They both laughed. "We agree."

"Would you mind if we sat? This is such a pretty picture," the other said, waving vaguely at the water.

"I'm Denny and my husband is Phil, and you do look a little lonely. Everyone else is here as a pairing."

She nodded, and slid over a bit to make more room for them. "Please, be my guest. I'm Aubrey. And I'm not really alone. Actually, I'm here with my two lovers. They're both just, um, indisposed at the moment."

Phil, laughed. "Too much partying last night? Happens all the time around here."

Denny rolled his eyes. "Oh stop, Phil. They could be tired from too much tennis, or some such. It's exciting to hear about a threesome. You're a lucky girl.

"I'm stuck with just him."

All three of them laughed at the joke.

"If the other two girls are as pretty as you, it must look like a model convention when all three of you are wandering about." Phil said gallantly a moment later. He'd been examining her surreptitiously, ever since they'd sat down.

Aubrey wondered if he was all gay. Perhaps there was some bi there.

His comment, along with his stare, made her blush.

And, of course Denny picked up on the vibe. "Please, Aubrey, don't mind him. It took him a while to figure out who he really was, and make the leap. My Phil here was once married to a woman. That ended a couple years ago, but a little macho still surfaces once in a while."

It was Phil's turn to blush, and shake his head sadly. "It was difficult, but I've gotten over most of it.

"But a beautiful woman is a beautiful woman, nonetheless."

"Thank you, kind sir,": she replied.

They chatted comfortably after that. And Aubrey was able to ignore their two bare cocks, mostly hidden between their legs. They were a nice couple.

After they'd wandered off, she sat quietly for a few minutes thinking about Jess and her cock. Perhaps she could learn to accept it.

She still wished he had decided to just get a pussy.

Butt-head...

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Despite her suffering, Denver raved about Aubrey's new breasts. And in bed together, her hands were constantly groping and massaging them, always gently though. With her sore nose she had to avoid kissing and sucking on them, like she enjoyed doing.

And she loved the sight of her lover as she pranced around the room, her tits bouncing and swaying as she moved.

"When you come back, and I can go out, we're definitely both going topless," she declared, excitedly.

"You can go out with me right now."

"Looking like this? No way."

Aubrey laughed. "Your loss.

"And when I get back, all three of us can go out topless."

"True. It'll be so much fun to display our Jess. She'll be such a doll." Denver replied.

"Den, she's not our doll." Aubrey corrected. Jess was her brother. He'd be her sister. And she loved him.

Denver laughed, "my doll then."

Angry, Aubrey tried to correct her again. "She'll be our lover, not our doll!"

"Whatever," Denver replied. She enjoyed her role as doll-maker. Especially with Jess. And she was still going to have a cock to use. That would be so much fun...

At the end of the week, the pair made another trip to the clinic to check on Jess, and have Denver's bandages removed so they could finally see her new nose.

Denver was overjoyed, although she complained about the bruising.

"You knew that would happen," Aubrey reminded her lover.

She thought Denver's new nose looked a bit like Kate Beckinsale's. Insanely cute. And it fit her perfectly making her look even more beautiful than before.

But she did still have two black eyes. When Aubrey giggled at her racoon look, Denver growled.

They stopped by Jess' room, but she was sleeping, or out on drugs. She was covered in bandages, and wrapped in sheets like a mummy. The nurse reported that all was going well. That was all they got.

The next morning, Aubrey headed back to the US.

"Watch over our Jess," she requested as she walked out the door to catch her ride.

"I will. See you in a couple weeks. Have a safe trip." Denver replied.

+++++++++++

Several days later, Denver was feeling and looking much better, when she caught the shuttle to back to the clinic for Jess's awakening. She had been fairly successful at hiding her bruises with a heavy application of concealer, so going out wasn't too much a problem.

Actually, she was happy to have a reason to end her self-imposed isolation. She wanted all evidence of her surgery to be gone before she went out in public, and despite the beautiful surroundings, she had remained hidden in the suite, eating room service food, and amusing herself with television and books.

The hours, periodically punctuated with admiring studies of her new nose in the bathroom mirror. She loved her new look.

The clinic had called to tell her that her girl was ready to be awakened from the 'zombie mode' anesthetics she'd been sleeping under for better than a week. All the while recovering from the days of procedures she'd undergone.

Jason awoke from the long, drug-induced sleep, feeling terrible. Everything hurt, but particularly his chest, crotch and face.

Slowly he became aware of his surroundings, and started to feel a little better. A nurse came in, checked his vitals and injected some drug into his IV.

"This should make you feel better," she muttered as she raised the head of his bed so he could sit up a bit.

Miraculously, only minutes later he did feel better.

When he opened his eyes again, Denver was staring down at him, smiling pleasantly. It occurred to him that she looked different, but he was more concerned with his own condition.

"Good morning, Jess," she said, pleasantly.

He croaked in response.

So, she gave him a drink of water. It felt wonderful, he drank much of the glass before he passed the glass back.

"Thanks," he said. Then, "how am I?"

A nurse, standing on his other side spoke up. "You're doing just fine, Jess. You're ready to transfer to your suite at the resort. With another week of rest, you'll be able to really start and enjoy your new life."

Jess, looked from one to the other and then breathed a sigh of relief. She was really a girl now.

Denver took charge of her, and collected all the aftercare instructions, both verbal and written. She promised the nurse to take good care of her girlfriend, bring her back for periodic checkups, and call if any little thing went wrong.

Jess moaned as she was helped into a wheelchair and taken out to the van, that hauled her back to their resort.

It took a lot of time, effort and some pain before she was ready for the ride to the suite. Denver and a nurse helped at each step of the way, loading her into a wheelchair and taking her out to a small van where a driver was waiting to drive her back to the resort.

Jess wore a hospital robe and there were still bandages spread around her reshaped body and head, so she never got a decent look at herself.

She wanted to see her face, above all else, but much of her head was still covered in gauze and tape. She was told that her head would be the last part of her to be uncovered, many days in the future. Damn!

She did feel the weight of breasts on her chest. They were supported only by the wrappings.

Back in the suite, on the big comfortable bed, Jess fell asleep immediately.

Hours later she woke up, feeling a bit better. Certainly, happy to be awake and out of the hospital. "You look beautiful," she muttered to Denver, as she turned to see her girlfriend sitting next to the bed.

Her girlfriend smiled, "Thank you, I'm happy."

"How's Aubrey?"

"She looks fantastic, with a real nice chest. The nanites did a great job."

"I wish I could see."

"You will, she'll be back in about a week."

"That'll be nice."

Each time she spoke her voice was stronger, but she also realized that it wasn't her voice. She didn't sound at all like the Jason she remembered. Of course, that was the plan, but it was the first clear evidence of her new self, outside the pain and discomfort.

"So, how am I?" she asked, still marveling at the way she sounded. Like a real girl!

Denver got up and leaned over to give her a kiss on the lips, almost everywhere else on her face was covered in gauze. "According to the doctors, you're fine. Everything went perfectly; you're a beautiful girl now."

Jess breathed a huge sigh of relief. "I wish I could see."

"Me too," Denver said chuckling. "I understand that slowly, over the next week, they'll begin unwrapping you." She paused to laugh. "Like a grand present.

"Then we'll see.

"In the meantime, you need to just rest and eat."

She moaned, again. "I am hungry."

And I'm actually a girl now, he said to himself, herself. She'd have to get used to thinking like that.

Just then there was knock on the door. "Perfect timing, I ordered dinner for us. I figured you'd be starving."

"Thank you," Jess replied, appreciating Denver's loving care.

After the delivery, Denver helped her into a chair at the table. Jess' body felt all wrong, but she knew it was her female attributes that were weird, and that she'd get used to them. She had to.

At the table, the first thing she noticed were her nails, they were long, pretty and pink. They were a bit longer than the extensions she'd worn to the party. And they looked much nicer. She stared at them in awe.

Denver saw and giggled. "Pretty cool, eh? And they're practically indestructible. You'll have them forever. I'm jealous. I should get those nanites."

"I'll have to get used to them," she mumbled as she clumsily picked up her knife and fork, and tried to feed herself.

At least her mouth was open and available.

When the food was gone, feeling full and tired, Jess went back to bed.

Denver, certain that her girlfriend was fine and sound asleep, checked her makeup, and satisfied that her bruising didn't show, went out for a drink.

It was a relief for her to get out and back into circulation. She was in a luxury resort, full of beautiful people, after all. Even though she wasn't looking for a mate, or even for sex, she still wanted some fun.

And she found it at a busy bar not too far away.

As soon as she walked into the place, she drew admiring looks, and several couples, including some attractive lesbian pairs tried picking her up. They assumed that since she was alone, she was available and interested, even though they didn't see one of the tell-tale gold or silver bracelets on her wrist. The ones that indicated willingness.

She politely turned them all down, savoring the invitation nonetheless.

Denver returned to the room a couple hours later, tipsy and feeling good. Jess was still asleep, she woke up dazedly, as Denver prepared for bed.

That night, although they shared the same bed, there was no sex and hardly any touching. Just a quick kiss goodnight. Jess was still too sore and stiff, but she was at least feeling human, and female.

She still had trouble coming to terms with being a real woman, well mostly real. She did still have a cock - she'd checked.

The next day Jess felt even better, and was sitting up in bed when a nurse stopped in to check up on her and remove some of the wrappings from her body, leaving only band-aids over the incisions spaced around her lower body.

But frustratingly, when the pleasant nurse left, her head, neck and chest remained covered in gauze.

"I'll take those off in a couple of days," the woman told her. "I'm afraid the wrappings on your face will be last."

"We're both anxious to see that!" Denver said, excitedly.

Upon examination, what Jess, and Denver did see were nicely proportioned hips, ass and waist. Jess' hips were wider, her waist much narrower and her ass, when she used the bathroom mirror to check it out, was fuller.

"You'll look magnificent in bikini bottoms," Denver commented. And Jess agreed.

But she was concerned when Denver added, "as long as we can hide that cock of yours."

Jess had collapsed back into the mattress, and was again resting when Denver came to sit on the edge of the bed.

"You know, by now the nanites should have reworked your sexual pleasure centers. We could test out your cock, young lady."

"Really? Now?"

Denver chuckled. "Not this minute, but sometime soon. We do need to make sure everything is working, as advertised."

"Denver, are you really that horny? Into sex with a masked man, er woman?"

Jess could see that he'd pissed her off. And she didn't want that, she was too dependent on her good will.

"Sorry, Denver, I'm just not in the mood," she apologized.

Denver nodded, and calmed down. "Okay, I understand. But we really should try. I'm ready."

Jess chuckled. "I'll let you know."

She closed her eyes as Denver moved away. She was very curious about how sex would feel. She certainly hoped it would be as enjoyable as it was before. And now, with breasts included, it might just be better. But she hated the idea of screwing while still covered.

++++++++++++

Two days later, Jess was still sore in many places and wrapped in bandages, when a driver in a cart arrived to take the two of them back to the clinic.

Denver played dumb, explaining that she'd received a call requesting their return for one more session to complete Jess' conversion.

Jess, resigned, gave up and just went along. She'd taken a minute to dump the robe, slip on a bikini bottom, and a T-shirt. Her chest and head were still covered in bandages and gauze. She knew she looked terrible.

At the clinic Jess was quickly and efficiently moved into a treatment room, laid out on a table and anesthetized.

When she woke up in a recovery room, she had even more bandages wrapping her head.

"What did they do this time?" she asked Denver.

"Oh, I understand it was just a touch-up to your ears. I believe they weren't feminine enough."

She made it sound like it was no big deal, so Jess wearily just accepted the explanation.

Back in the suite, she returned to the big bed and passed out once more. She still had many days of laying around before she'd be able to see the full results of her transformation.

+++++++++++

For the next couple days, she continued to lay around the room, bored, frustrated, covered in bandages, resting and healing.

She clearly did need the rest - she had no energy to do much else. But it was torture too, she was now terribly impatient to see what she looked like.

And as she imagined herself as a girl, she was also nervous and frightened. She'd be a girl from now on. No playing at it. Not just dress-up. For real!

Her lazing and worrying were interrupted the next morning when the nurse again showed up, had her sit in a chair, and began removing the wrappings for her chest.

"It's time for the next reveal. Your breasts should be sufficiently healed to come out of hiding. I'm sure you're dying to see them.

"You must be careful though. No groping," she said and glanced meaningfully at Denver, who nodded her understanding.

The nurse then giggled. "I'd say no 'man handling', but I don't think that's a concern.

Denver laughed. "You got that right."

The nurse unwrapped what seemed like twenty yards of gauze, while Jess waited anxiously.

"Now I'll let you see and feel, gently mind you, but no jumping around. You should be careful for the next week, until your new breasts have firmed up a bit more."

Jess nodded, but Denver complained. "Really, we were planning on running around topless to show off."

"No, we weren't!" Jess protested. "Not with my face still wrapped up like a mummy."

At last, Jess felt cool air on her bare chest, and she looked down wondrously, to see a beautiful a pair of tits standing proudly on her chest.

She reached up to gently cup them in her hands. Careful not to poke herself with her nails.

"Unbelievable," she muttered.

"Beautiful," Denver added.

"Go take a look in the mirror, delicately now." The nurse suggested.

Happily, and holding her breasts, Jess walked into the bathroom to examine her new self. Denver followed closely behind.

They both admired Jess' new chest as she turned and twisted to see different angles. She couldn't believe that it was actually her body, now. It was a fantasy come true and she was both pleased and relieved. She could actually be a girl now. A real one.

When she took a step back and examined her entire body, she gleefully concluded that she looked amazing.

She was still worried about her face, but if it matched her body, she'd be more than pleased.

Denver grabbed her shoulders, turned her around and pulled her into a hug, and Jess enjoyed the feel of her new chest pushing against another person, a lover. It felt very lovely.

"We'll have to see if the nanites have made your breasts nicely sensitive," Denver whispered into her ear.

Jess, chuckled. "Not now, maybe later."

Denver giggled. "Definitely later."

The two of them walked out arm-in-arm, giggling happily.

The nurse smiled, and began gathering up all the discarded wrappings. "The wrappings can come off your face in a couple more days. Be patient."

"I'm trying," Jess replied.

"I do have one little question, for you," Denver said as she escorted the nurse to the door.

"Yes?"

"Her nipples and areolas look kind of small."

Jess heard, and was immediately curious about the answer. She had noticed that too. That part of her new tits were about the same size as her old men's nipples used to be.

"Ah well, that should have been discussed with the councilor. It's actually an easy thing to address, with implants in the nipps, and tattoos to enlarge and color the areolas.

"You can arrange for that any time."

"Oh, Okay," Denver replied.

++++++++++

That night the two of them settled into the bed, as they had been doing ever since Jess moved back from the clinic.

It was a lot more fun, that night since only Jess's head was still swaddled in gauze. That obstacle still made it difficult to kiss, but now that her entire body was available, Denver decided she'd waited enough.

"I need you," she muttered as she climbed up and straddled Jess's body.

"I'm not in the mood," Jess whined. With her head all wrapped, and still unsure of her looks, she just didn't feel sexy. "I can't even kiss. I thought we agreed to wait until I had a face," she replied.

"I'm interested in your cock, silly," Denver replied as she slid further down so she could wrap her mouth around Jess' cock.

She kissed it and licked for only a couple minutes before the thing began growing to its full height and hardness.

"Denver," she whined. It felt wonderful, but she still felt awkward.

She lifted her head to look up at her. "We need to test the nanites. Remember? Can you get hard and cum?"

Then she dropped back to kiss the cock.

"Just lie there, close your eyes and let me do all the work." Denver mumbled, giggling and making Jess squirm.

"That's the way it usually goes." Jess muttered.

"Complaining?"

"Um, ah no." Jess moaned, it was already feeling mighty fine.

As soon as the cock was ready, Denver climbed up and lowered herself down onto the lovely phallus.

It felt wonderful, it had been quite a while. Too long.

She sighed, and began pumping up and down, riding him as she liked to do. Looking down at the body beneath her she decided she loved the sight and the idea that she was screwing a girl.

She reached down to massage the nice new breasts, with their too small nipples.

Jess, groaned at the touch. She was already enjoying the fucking, and now her new, very sensitive breasts added to the wonderful feelings. When Denver paused and bent down to kiss and suck on her nipples, it sent electrical shockwaves throughout her body, and particularly down to her cock.

She almost came, right then.

Jess', moaning, and shuddering told Denver that the girl was close to her climax, and she wasn't ready for that, so she released her lip-lock on a nipple, and sat back, resuming her humping. She wasn't about to let Jess cum before she got her O.

She did though, reach forward to rest her hands on the new tits, slowly squeezing and massaging them as she moved to her rhythm.

Jess tried to hold back, but couldn't. The feelings emanating from her chest, combined with those from her cock quickly pushed her over the edge, and she began groaning and thrusting, and cumming.

That got to Denver and her body joined in and she orgasmed herself.

After they'd both finished, Denver collapsed down, as she liked to do, to lay on top of her lover. This time she enjoyed the feel of Jess' boobs beneath her own. How cool is that! she thought.

"You almost beat me to the punch," she grumbled a couple minutes later. "Bad girl."

Jess giggled. "It felt so good." She squirmed a bit to push her breasts at her lover. "My new breasts really got to me."

"It's those crazy little nanites!" Denver replied, laughing.

Jess laughed, too. This just might work out. Tits and a cock.

+++++++++

While they were eating breakfast, the next morning. Denver set down her coffee cup. "I talked to Victoria, while you were in the bathroom. We have an appointment this afternoon to have your nipples fixed."

"You really think I need that?"

"Absolutely. You can't have nice breasts without nice nipples."

"Just the areolas, right?"

"Jess, my dear, the areolas and the nipples. They're too small too. Hardly there at all. But I promise they won't be huge and hard."

"Promise?"

Denver sighed. "Yes, I promise."

Jess looked at her skeptically.

Denver always seemed to have her own agenda, like some self-centered politician, and choices were all too often what she thought best.

Resignedly, tired of all the back-and-forth to the clinic, Jess allowed herself to be led back for more work on her body. She understood that her breasts would look better, more feminine and more real with larger nipples and areolas. And she also knew that she had little choice in the matter. Denver would get her way.

At the clinic they were ushered into a treatment room, where she was given a mild sedative along with a local anesthetic, so they could work on her breasts, without causing her any pain, or being interrupted in their work.

Of course, she couldn't see what they were doing. They, and Denver kept her laying flat, staring up dazedly at the ceiling, for the entire process.

She was frustrated and angry when she came away with her beautiful new breasts, once again covered in bandages. And she hadn't even gotten a look at the result.

She did believe that she'd look better with more normally sized nipples, but she was worried nonetheless.

When she asked Denver to let her see, her request was refused.

"They told us we could take those off tomorrow, be patient," Denver told her sympathetically.

+++++++++++

Denver continued to refuse to remove the coverings until after they'd eaten a room-service breakfast, the next day.

Finally, she took Jess into the bathroom and carefully peeled off the coverings.

Jess looked down, and was instantly relieved. But when she looked up at the reflection in the mirror, she wasn't sure if she completely liked what she saw.

Her new areolas were a pretty reddish-pink around the actual nipple and faded to more of a pink further out toward the edges. There was a faint red outline, defining them from her white skin.

But they weren't round, they were shaped like hearts.

"Cute, eh?" Denver said chuckling delightedly.

Jess wasn't sure. She continued to study herself. Her two hearts were large, and she knew they were pretty permanent, so she was stuck with them. It just wasn't what she'd expected.

She asked herself, 'what would Jason think?', and the honest answer was he would have loved them; thought them to be sexy, girly and fun.

Denver, waited for a few seconds before she grew impatient, and then she reached around and pinched a nipple.

"Ouch! They're still tender," Jess cried, as she swatted her hand away.

"Well, admit you love them."

"I love them," Jess muttered. She was coming around. They were cute. And fairly unique. She had seen a couple other topless women with similar hearts wandering around the resort. And hadn't hated the look.

She, then shifted her focus to her actual nipples. They were bigger than before, as well. They were now about the size of green peas. Not overly large, but nonetheless obvious, and firm.

She hoped that they would soften and shrink a bit. Not be so prominent. Perhaps it was just swelling from the procedure, or a reaction to the situation or the temperature.

She decided that, Denver hadn't gone overboard, but she had left her mark...

Denver wanted her to go out for lunch, topless of course, to show off her now 'perfect' breasts, but Jess still refused. She wasn't going out amongst the other guests until she had a face.

So, Denver went out alone and left her in the suite to relax and heal. Aubrey would arrive tomorrow for the big reveal the day after. Both of them were looking forward their lover's return and to finally seeing Jess's new face.

As soon as Denver had gone, Jess returned to the bathroom mirror to yet again examine herself. Not just her nipples, or her breasts, but her entire body. That part of 'Jess' was complete now.

And the more she inspected herself, the happier she became. Her new self was pretty, shapely and sexy. What more could a girl ask?

A pretty face, was the answer to that question. And she still had to wait for that...

+++++++++++++

That night, as Jess laid there comfortably, Denver spent an hour with her head laying on her chest playing with her nipples. Licking, kissing and sucking on them. They were no longer sore, and they were delightfully sensitive. The more Jess relaxed, the better the loving attention felt.

She wondered how much of her pleasure came from the nanites, and how much was just natural. No matter, it felt really good. It made her poor cock strain beneath the ever-present gaff.

The only thing that bothered her was that her nipples had remained hard, all day long, and seemed to get even bigger under Denver's devotion.

When Denver had had enough, she lifted off and slid a hand down to Jess' crotch. It made her shiver, and when she felt Denver's fingers tickling her restrained cock, she groaned loudly.

Denver giggled. "Ready for a ride?"

Jess sighed. She was certainly ready, or her cock was, but she still hated screwing with her face still wrapped. It just felt so weird, and unloving.

"Yes," she muttered.

Denver laughed, got onto her knees and unceremoniously stripped off the covering, tossing it aside.

"I love the cock," she said as it stood up tall, excitedly released from its confinement.

"The cock?" Jess muttered, annoyed.

"Well lover, since girls don't have cocks. It can't be Jess' cock. She's a cute girl, now."

Laughing she crawled up to straddle her, and slowly lowered herself down onto 'the cock'.

Jess moaned, it felt so good. Denver must have already been wet; she did love screwing.

And Jess did too, even if it wasn't exactly her cock, it felt like it was hers. And when she came, it was glorious.

++++++++++

Aubrey arrived, mid-morning, passed through reception, still wearing her white wrist band, and headed immediately for the suite.

She was excited to see her stepbrother. He'd now get to live out his dream - live his life as a woman. She was also dying to see her lover, with her new nose.

How cool would life be for the three of them!

The only thing that bothered her was that Jess would still have a cock. And she still remained uncomfortable whenever she came close to that male part. The nightmares were always there, haunting the back of her mind.

Denver met her at the shuttle stop and they hugged and kissed lovingly. Before Aubrey held her lover apart so she could examine her now even more beautiful face. "God, I love you!"

Denver giggled. "Because of my new nose?"

"No, you dope. That only makes it better. You're more beautiful than ever!"

Denver beamed. She was very pleased with her enhanced beauty. Not that she was narcissistic, or anything...

As they walked, holding hands, to the suite, Aubrey asked about Jess.

"She's fine. Getting used to her new self. Anxious to see her face.

"Her body came out a perfect hourglass. Much better than either of ours."

Aubrey laughed. "But my tits are bigger."

"I do love that," Denver replied. "Can't wait to take you out topless again."

As soon as Aubrey walked in the door, Jess jumped on her. Her head still looked like that of a crash victim, and as Denver had said, her body was beautiful. The only discordant note was the skin-toned gaff holding her nasty cock.

As much as Aubrey enjoyed the sight of her sister's new body, Jess enjoyed her sister's new chest. She looked sexier than ever.

"Your skin is beautiful. Not a single blemish. And so smooth and white." Aubrey commented, happily.

"You don't think I'm too perfect? Sometimes when I look in the mirror I feel like a mannequin."

"Nonsense," Denver said as she ran a hand down Jess' back to caress her ass. Then she giggled, you don't look like a mannequin, more like a dolly. My dolly."

Aubrey chuckled, and shook her head, while Jess blushed.

"I love your nipples, too," Aubrie said a she looked more closely at Jess' chest. "They look so cute. I don't remember discussing anything like that."

Denver answered. "We realized that her little man nipps just wouldn't do, so we had those fixed the other day."

Jess, didn't remember the shape as being a decision she was involved in. But since Aubrey liked the look, she decided to just let it go. She had to admit that they did look very girly.

The three of them sat around the room for an hour before Aubrey requested food and drink, followed by rest. The trip back to the island had been long and exhausting.

As Jess refused to leave the room looking like a mummy, Denver ordered room service, while Aubrey stripped and pulled on a bikini. Denver who was only wearing her bottoms, stopped Aubrey from putting on her own top, and that pleased Jess, immensely. She got a better look at her lover's larger boobs. They were indeed magnificent.

"Wow," she muttered.

Aubrey giggled. "Yours aren't bad either."

"Mine are nice," Jess admitted, "but not as luscious as yours."

"We can fix that with a quick trip to the clinic. The nanites could probably take you to a Double-D." Denver said with an enthusiastic laugh.

"Not now," Jess grumbled.

"Okay, later," Denver replied, laughing. Aubrey joined in.

"I'm fine with my new body. I just want to see my face!" Jess cried, frustrated and more than anxious to get rid of the bandages. She was dying to see what she looked like; to make sure she looked like a real girl, hopefully a pretty one.

For the first time in weeks, that night the three of them slept together in the same bed.

After cuddling together for a while, Aubrey and Denver paired up and made slow and tender love together.

Still feeling uncomfortable in her face mask, Jess left them alone to enjoy each other.

++++++++++

The next morning, after a hurried in-room breakfast they rode a golf-cart back to the clinic. This time for the final unwrapping.

Jess was a nervous wreck. Who could blame her. While Aubrey and Denver were both excited for their girlfriend. They were hopeful too. Praying that that their lover would make a good-looking partner for the rest of their days.

The doctor and nurses at the clinic wasted little time in sitting Jess down in a treatment room, and peeling off all the tape, gauze and cotton.

They refused to allow her or even Aubrey and Denver to get a good look, until a nurse had finished cleaning away the various layers of dried blood, and ointments, the process only adding to the suspense.

Finally, they handed Jess a mirror and stepped away, as if revealing a Monet to the masses. 'Ta Da'.

It only took the three of them a moment to relax, relieved and overjoyed.

Jess was pretty!

Denver was elated. She laughed and applauded.

Aubrey was a bit more subdued; thoughtful. She leaned in close, looked her stepsister in the eyes and whispered, "I love you."

Jess wasn't sure if she was just referring to her new face or if she was stating a more general fact. In either case it made her very happy.

At first Jess couldn't believe how different she looked. Jason was gone. The person in the mirror was most definitely a girl. Not a beautiful one, like Denver. Nor pretty to the same level as Aubrey, but nonetheless an attractive woman.

She guessed that Jason would have rated her as a six - probably a seven with makeup.

No matter, the success of it all was a huge relief.

"Thank you, doctor," she mumbled, as she continued to check herself out in the mirror, trying different angles, and experimenting with expressions - smiles, frowns. laughs and pouts.

As she stared at herself, first Aubrey and then Denver leaned in to give her congratulatory kisses.

After a while, the doctor and one of the nurses took turns giving her advice on additional aftercare. Not too much sun. Plenty of sun-screen. Hypoallergenic makeup, and so on. They also provided a couple of bottles of creams and lotions to be applied to her delicate new skin, for the next couple weeks.

All boring briefings, that were barely heard.

"If I may," the doctor interrupted Jess' study one last time as he prepared to leave. "Do you wear contacts, Jess?"

"No, my vision is fine." She answered, without looking at him.

"Regardless, to enhance your look, I'd suggest you check into colored contacts, perhaps a bright blue? You could even try the new 'circle lenses' that'll make your eyes look larger.

"I've seen some remarkable improvements in women's appearance from that simple change."

Having dropped that advice, he headed out the door, followed by a nurse, leaving the other to escort them out.

"That sounds brilliant!" Denver said, excitedly. Jess hadn't paid enough attention, she simply shrugged. But Aubrey decided she liked the idea when she imagined Jess with big blue eyes.

It was then, though, that Jess remembered, and pushed her terribly matted, but now long and full hair back to check her ears. And was shocked by what she saw. With her free hand she reached up to verify and check that they were real. They were - at least they felt like they were part of her.

She had elf ears. Like the ones from back at the film festival. Only these were part of her!

"What did they do?" she cried. Drawing Aubrey's attention. For a moment she tore her eyes away from the mirror to look at her.

Aubrey also looked surprised and confused, but when she turned to Denver, who was smiling happily, she figured it out. "You did this?" she asked.

Denver giggled. "I didn't do it, the doctor did. But I asked for it."

"Why?" Aubrey asked before Jess could. She didn't sound pleased.

"She looked so good with them back in Oceanside. You both looked awfully cute."

"But these look and feel real." Jess said loudly, almost a scream. A girlish scream.

"They are real. They're part of you now. They used a combination of surgical procedures and nanites, along with skin and cartilage grown from your own cells. That's why it had to be done in a second phase."

"Denver. I'm not sure that was a good idea. You should have discussed it with me." Aubrey scolded.

"And me!" Jess shouted.

"Aubrey, you were back home, and Jess was in no condition to make decisions." Denver protested, defensively.

Jess remained aghast by what she was seeing.

Although there was some bruising and some red areas, her elf ears looked natural, bizarre, but real.

She couldn't believe she hadn't noticed them before. When she pulled her hair back over them, their tips poked out, clearly, sticking up and out a whole inch!

They couldn't be hidden. Everyone would see.

She started to cry. She wanted to be a normal girl, not a freaky elf.

"Damn it, Denver!" she cursed.

Aubrey was also upset by what her lover had done. But she didn't want to yell at her. Everything else had gone so well. She leaned in and pulled Jess into a hug. "You do look cute."

"But, freaky," she mumbled, miserably. Then she shifted to look at her lover. "Do you like them? Do you really think I look cute?"

Aubrey kissed her. "Yes, I do."

"I adore them!" Denver said enthusiastically as she stepped in and hugged the both of them. Then she nudged Aubrey aside so she could kiss Jess, and her kiss was long, loving and passionate.

At first Jess didn't participate. She was too angry with her. But after a moment, she did kiss her back. It did feel lovely. She did like her. Love her actually, just not as much as she loved Aubrey. But sometimes she felt like Denver got too much enjoyment out of toying with her.

When they broke off their kiss, Aubrey giggled, "hey you two, wait until we get back to the suite. I want to get back to admiring sweet Jess' new face. And her body too."

Denver stood back and laughed. "Besides, everyone who sees them won't even wonder if she used to be a guy. They'll bever guess that there's still a cock under her dress." Denver said, pleased.

Aubrey couldn't not giggle. "She's right about that, Jess my love. They are very girly."

She didn't think so.

The nurse finished up with a couple more instructions and then ushered them out.

Jess was so relieved to be outside, free of all the wrappings that she smiled and looked around like a tourist as they made their way back to the resort and their suite. She was particularly pleased that nobody gave her a second glance. Several though did noticeably check her out, head to toe, and there were no negative reactions that she could see.

And no one laughed at her ears...

Back in the room she went straight into the bathroom to again examine her new face. Her two lovers stood behind her and continued to rave about her looks. Jess appreciated their support. She really was a girl now. And she was relieved and happy with the result. Except for the Cosplayer ears...

After a while, Aubrey kissed her, and dragged her away from the reflection. "Come on, you've seen enough. Let's take a nap, I'm still jet lagged, and I doubt if you got much sleep last night so you probably could use a rest too."

Jess agreed. She did feel exhausted - pleased and contented, but tired as well.

"Good idea," Denver said, "and afterwards we can start experimenting with makeup. To see how beautiful we can make you. That will be so much fun."

She didn't join them in bed, though. She wasn't tired, so she went out to visit the resort's store, mumbling about makeup for Jess.

The two of them slid into the bed, and spent the next few minutes kissing and cuddling. Jess felt she was in heaven. She was happy with her transformation, and with her lover.

She knew she had avoided making the big decision. Kind of cowardly. But Aubrey wanted it for him, and Denver wanted it, probably as much for herself, as for him.

Regardless, it had worked out. She was lying there, in bed, kissing the woman he had always loved.

Aubrey eventually broke it off yawning. "Sorry lover, but I do need some sleep. But before she rolled away, she gave her one more kiss. "I didn't know about the ears. It was Denver's idea." she told her, apologetically. "You know how she can be. I can't stop her."

Jess nodded. She had figured as much. Denver was definitely the dominant one in the pair's relationship. And since she was now third in line, her dominant too.

They made quite a family.

To be continued...

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