Dana’s Story, Part 7
Next steps for Dana with the coffee club and work. Can Dr. Cynthia help?

New Beginnings

That day would prove to be pivotal in our life. The coffee club was totally excited. That night when we finally went to the bedroom, Kathy was revved up and raring to go. We were careful of her belly, but we fell asleep after thoroughly exhausting each other. I woke up only minutes later for my night feeding with Emily. There wouldn’t be many more of those.

Monday morning, Kathy and I were at Dr. Cynthia’s office. This time we dressed almost identically with sundresses and sandals. After the BBQ, Kathy had become much more touchy-feely with Emily, which we both adored. That morning, I showered, then got Emily dressed and fed while Kathy got ready. Kathy laid out my outfit, which was identical to hers and Emily’s. I dutifully put on matching baby blue panties and bra. She couldn’t keep her hands off my little boobs, adjusting until they were just right. She handed me a pair of nude pantyhose and then slipped the dress over me and zipped me up. It was so sensual. I didn’t know if we were going to make it out of there. I marveled at the change in attitude from the first Halloween to my current way of dressing. Then she sat me down and re-did my make-up exactly like hers. What fun.

Dr. Cynthia had a big grin when she greeted us. Her nurse took both of our vitals. Then she collected blood and urine as well. Dr. Cynthia asked me to get undressed and put on the gown and left the room for a few minutes. Kathy was holding Emily while watching me with hungry eyes. I put the gown on and was standing there when Dr. Cynthia knocked and came in and asked me to sit in the exam chair, with her nurse by her side. She went over both our charts and started with Kathy. “Your health is excellent Kathy, but we need to monitor you closely.” We looked at each and smiled.

“Now we come to Miss Dana! Kathy, come over here so you can see exactly what we are working with.” She put my feet in the stirrups and had me lean back. “You can see here Kathy where his equipment is, we wouldn’t change much, just something to ensure no more pregnancies for you and to eliminate testosterone from interfering with her breasts.” Then she moved up to my breasts, with Kathy bending over me closely on the other side of me. “Can you feel his breasts, Kathy, like you were doing a self-exam? She led Kathy through a thorough examination of my new breasts. Can you actually feel the breast tissue underneath? For some unknown reason Dana has exquisite, womanly breasts and I think he can possibly nurse your babies!” At that moment, Emily decided to come to me, but immediately grabbed my boob. “Whoa, that feels a little different.” Dr. Cynthia said that infants could smell the milk, which helped draw them in.

I felt somewhat awkward sitting there in an exam chair holding Emily who was holding my boob. That’s when Dr. Cynthia took Kathy over to sit down for ‘the talk’. “It’s time to talk about what would happen if we move forward. For some reason, Dana has breasts and could possibly feed the twins. In order to do that, we would need to start several things. We need to pump up his estrogen levels and reduce his testosterone levels quickly so he can develop enough volume to adequately feed two hungry babies. A few days before your delivery date, we will induce lactation in him and then nature will take over. He should have plenty of milk, quite nourishing for the newborns.”

“Any questions?” she said with a chuckle.

Kathy looked at me and said, “I don’t understand everything, but I don’t know how to thank you.”

I started us out, “I have to know something Kathy. We’ve gone through a lot together, but this will mean some big changes for me as well. I’m more than willing, but I have to know that you are behind this 100% with no reservations.” She came over and gave me a big kiss. “Of course, I am. You are my soulmate!”

Kathy turned to Dr. Cyn. “Just three more questions Doctor: Will his boobs be bigger than mine?” hahaha Will his friend between his legs get larger or smaller?” And lastly, will our friend stop working?

Will ‘it’ Stop working?

Dr. Cynthia was ready, God bless her heart. “That’s what we need to discuss here: Everyone’s reproductive health. Kathy let’s start with you first. What are we going to do with you after the birth? I have recommended that we eliminate the possibility of future pregnancies, but I wouldn’t recommend a hysterectomy to a healthy woman like you. Let’s take a look at you after delivery, there’s no rush.”

Now, another decision needed to be made. But this one couldn’t wait a minute longer. We had two choices to get my body onboard the nursing train. They both concerned my boys hanging below the belt. Do I want to take anti-androgens to kill off my testosterone production? Or should I just give the boys a one-time sendoff? The latter sounded like the best option for me and I’d also get a sleek look down below.

This was a huge step for me. I didn’t start cross-dressing with the idea of a full SRT as my end goal. I liked the idea of our nuclear family and wondered about my role. Would I still be Daddy, or will I become a second mom, or aunt, or cousin, or just ‘Dana.’ Whatever I’m called, I’m going to have a woman’s body and outstanding décolletage.

Then Dr. Cyn turned to me. “Okay little mommy, time to make a decision, scalpel or pills? We need to eliminate most of the testosterone in your system to let your breasts develop fully. Depending on your decision, we will also need to plan on HRT for you.”

“Doctor, I have done a lot of research and soul-searching on this and my thought is the orchiectomy has less side effects than taking anti-androgen pills, considering the quality of the milk for the twins.”

“That would be my recommendation also. But I can give no promises and how your penis will work.”

I looked at Kathy, “are you ready?” She gave me another kiss! “Let’s get you started little mommy. I love you so much.”

The Journey Begins Anew

Dr. Cynthia’s nurse came back and soon Kathy and I were both signing documents for me to get my boys lopped off and my boobs going! We were sent to the medical building next door after I got dressed. I was taken to an exam room and asked to undress again. The nurse was very chatty and took my vitals again, drew more blood, and I gave another urine sample. Then I got into another exam chair with stirrups. Kathy, Emily and I were a bit startled when a tall, very striking middle-aged woman came in that had ‘Dr. Sullivan’ embroidered over her left breast.

She introduced herself and was looking at me very carefully. “Do you know why we are here today, Dana?” “Yes, my boys have done their job, now they need to take a long walk off a short pier.” She chuckled at my joke and looked at Kathy who was looking back with loving eyes. “And this is ok with you, Kathy?” “Oh, yes Doctor. I’ve married the most wonderful man in the world. I had real trouble with my last pregnancy, so Dr. Morris said this should be the last for me. And now we have twins on the way and Dana is going to nurse them”

Doctor Sullivan’s eyes got wide as she looked back at me. “Let’s do a quick exam then we can talk. Dr. Sullivan pulled back my gown and took a close look at my manly parts. I was a little twitchy as she handled them for inspection. My ‘guy’ took this time to show how proud he could be. “I’m sorry, Doctor. It has a mind of its own.” “Well everything seems to be healthy down below. Tell me again why you are saying sayonara to your testes?” I proceeded to tell her the story about Kathy’s breastfeeding problems and the ‘discovery’ by the coffee club. The doctor gave me another weird look and proceeded to the top half of my exam. She began her exam of my breasts and was giving them a thorough kneading. “Well, well, well. Now I can see the interest in breastfeeding. But your breasts aren’t large enough to nurse twins, so you want to get rid of your testes and fill your body with estrogen so they will grow. Is that about it?”

It sounded so simple when she said it. I’m donating my balls and growing breasts to help my wife. “You’ve got it Doc. When can we get started? I just want to make sure you know I don’t want anything else done to old Danaboy down there. “Are you sure?” she said. We could just turn it inside out, inside you.” She laughed and winked as I covered up my groin with my hands.

“We just have to wait for your bloodwork to come back, but I’ll send the nurse in to get you ready. One other item I would highly recommend. Even though you are not planning any more pregnancies, I would still preserve a semen sample. What? When? Where? Right now?

“We’ll give you a few minutes. There is a cryogenic-ready tube on the counter. As the Doc was leaving, Kathy put Emily on my chest as she was getting fussy. I took a deep sign as she laid her head down on me. I nearly jumped out of the chair when Kathy grabbed my penis and gave it a kiss. “This little guy has been terrific for me, let me take care of this for you.” I was trying my best to hold Emily still, when she reached out and grabbed my boob. She laid her head back down on my chest with a firm grasp on my left boob. That scene was etched in my mind and I would fondly recall our little family in that exam room. I had Emily snoozing on my chest, firmly grasping my little boob, while my wife was dutifully extracting a sperm sample. It was a full sample.

After that, I really didn’t even need anesthesia. But Nurse Sandy came in and got me prepped with an IV drip. The rest was a blur and was over quickly. Dr. Sullivan saw me as I was regaining consciousness in the recovery room. She handed Kathy a little jar with my testes swimming in formaldehyde. “A little souvenir for you Dana. I’ve been told they can be made into earrings or a necklace for you.” Hahaha Those two little blobs were now officially off ‘Team Dana’ and I didn’t need any reminder.

Dr. Cynthia came in while Dr. Sullivan was leaving. “How are our two little mommies feeling? Kathy grabbed her in a big hug. “Oh, thank you doctor! I can’t tell you what total relief this has been to resolve my past breastfeeding issues. I am so excited about the twins and the past is totally in the rear-view mirror.” Dr. Cyn leaned over and whispered to me, “Are you ready to ‘Release the Kraken?’ I was really beginning to like Dr. Cyn. Her nurse showed up with several syringes on a tray. Is this room service? Do I pick one from column A and one from column B? I am ready to have my estrogen friends running free!

My frivolity was cut short when I was told to bend over and assume the position. There isn’t much humor in getting syringes emptied in my two well-toned buttocks. The first was an anti-androgen to cleanse my body of any leftover testosterone. The second was a female estrogen, with other stuff in a concoction to try to convince my body that I’m pregnant and need bigger boobs. The last item was inserted subcutaneously a few inches below my belly button. This was the mack-daddy. I now had a time release estrogen capsule in my belly and there was no going back. Not that I wanted to go back to anything. I loved my wife, our daughter Emily, and I was now going full-time as feminine Dana.

We left the medical building and were finally headed home. I was feeling a bit strange. I had a dull ache to remind me the boys were swimming with the fishes. Dr. Cyn told me to expect some craziness for a few days with the hormones. I got Emily out of her car seat and we all walked back in. It was about dinner time and I thought I had better get started. I sat Emily down in her highchair with a sippy cup and cereal on her tray. No sooner than I turned around to start dinner, the doorbell rang. The coffee club wives, with husbands in tow carrying food and drink came rushing through. We were all hugging and crying about the good news. The guys at least got the food out of the take-out containers so we could eat. I sat there on the floor in the midst of a gaggle of little girls. I was so thankful. I was so excited I couldn’t eat much.

That was a godsend because when I got up with Emily in the morning I had to hurry off to the bathroom first. That’s where Kathy found me clutching the commode. She came over and held my hair back while wiping my face off with a washcloth. “My poor baby. You have morning sickness because of the hormones.” Kathy helped me to the kitchen table and came back a few minutes later with Emily. “My little nurse needs her strength.” I couldn’t even look at Emily’s baby food without retching, but I found toast and coffee helped my stomach calm down. The nausea only lasted a couple of weeks, but it did help me to lose a little more weight around my waist.

We did have some turnover in our little neighborhood. Paula and Adam moved to Germany. Adam was thrilled about working for the top German automaker. Paula was eager to immerse her daughter Julianna in another culture. At the same time my friend Samantha and her partner Vicky moved into the upscale house next to ours. I was so happy with the support group I had and was overjoyed for the friendship of Samantha and Vicky. Janice and Joseph Stephens moved into the house Paula and Adam left, and guess what? She was pregnant and due around the time of Kathy. This neighborhood had a real problem with wanted pregnancies.

End of Part 7