Thank goodness for the Internet. Margie had a lot of choices but she remembered Benny warning not to buy a lot of clothes during these early days because her body would be changing. She found several stores on the web that catered to cross-dressers and transgender. She order a complete make-up kit and a book of instructions. When it arrived by next day delivery she immediately started to experiment. There were several failures: her first tries with eye liners, she managed to produced either a raccoon or a masked bandit look. She thought after eye shadow and blush that she could have gotten a job with the circus as a clown!

After many failures, she found less was best for her. She felt she would never be able to put on enough make-up to be beautiful but the right amount did enhance her feminine appearance.

One thing the hours of looking in the mirror told Margie was she did not have enough hair yet to do anything with. After looking at several styles she decided on a chin length bob. It was straight so it should be easy to care for and had bangs to cover her forehead. She toyed with the idea of getting it in platinum blonde or dark black but finally picked a light brown close to her natural color.

She got a sample set consisting of several different perfumes. She tried each scent for a day, before trying the next, to judge how it lasted and if she liked it. Some were so strong she felt if she was a commercial room freshener or maybe a bug repellent. She finally picked one that had the light fragrance of roses and order a set of cologne, perfume, and dusting powder.

The white panty, nursing bra, and stockings she had gotten for her last trip to the doctor’s office seemed a good fit so she reordered more in all the different colors that were available. In place of the garter belt she bought a boned waist cincher that had attached garters it came in black, white and beige. She was hoping to train her body for a better figure. A couple of silicone breast enhancers to use until he own breast developed more, finished the things she would need for underneath her clothes.

The dark green skirt with an elastic waist fit so well when it arrived she order a blue, black and red one, too. She needed a blouse that came in a tall size so her choices were limited until she found what she was looking for in a woman’s big and tall catalog. She was so happy with the fit of the mint colored blouse that she ordered the light blue, white and black for next day delivery.

A T-strap pump with four inch heels and matching purses in black and brown took care of her immediate shoe needs.

A simple single strand pearl necklace and matching clip on ear rings was the only jewelry she bought. There were many beautiful ear rings but they all seemed to be for pierced ears and she was afraid to have her ears pierced without first consulting Doc.

The clothes and the shopping were the fun distractions from the monotony of the never ending breast pumping. Every four hours Margie would set by the kitchen table after spraying her nose with oxytocin and place the cups on her small breast and turn the pump on, slowly dialing it up to maximum before setting the timer for twenty minutes. Then sit motionless for twenty minutes without any results. This routine went on until the night before her next schedule visit to the doctor’s office when she discover a small trace of almost clear liquid in the collection bottles. Perhaps, at last, this is the pre-milk she had read about on the lactation web sites? The following morning she collected about half an ounce of a heavier light yellow liquid which she transferred to one of the storage bags Doc. had provided.

As time drew near for her appointment, she started her normal routine of showering and shaving before getting dressed. When it came time to put on her new waist chinchier she was unable at first to get the two side close enough to do up the hook and eye closures. Finally by laying flat on the bed and sucking in her stomach she was able to complete the operation. After getting the rest of her under garments on she did her makeup adding just a touch of green eye shadow to go with the dress and blouse she had selected. Then carefully she put on her wig and ran a comb through her hair.

She had selected the dark forest green skirt and the contrasting mint green blouse. The brown T-strap heels seems to go best so she put them on and loaded the things she thought she’d need into the matching purse, slipping in this morning’s frozen sample of breast milk, too. After a thorough inspection of her appearance in every mirror in the apartment she was ready to go.

Not yet use to high heels, she walked carefully to the front door. As she opened the door to go out she was startled to find a young man standing in the door way about to ring the bell.

Seeing he had caught the young lady by surprise the man apologizes “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you like that. I thought this was the apartment of a coworker, I am looking for Mike William’s place.

Margie’s heart sank, she was discovered for sure. In a tentative soft voice she said “This is Mike’s apartment.”

“Hi, I’m John. I work at the same office as Mike and thought I stop by for a visit” he replied showing no sign he recognized who he was really speaking with.

Margie’s mind raced to come up with a believable response. “Hello John, I’m Margie” after a pause “Mike’s sister” another pause “Mike’s not here now. I was just on my way out to pick him up at the clinic. He having another treatment today.”

“I see the family resemblance, Margie” John continues” Do you think Mike will be up for a visit when he gets home?”

“No, not really, John” Margie tries to compose a believable lie “ after the chemotherapy Mike is so weak, he just comes home and goes straight to bed and sleep.”

John disappointed “OK, please let him know I came by and tell him everyone down at work is thinking about him and praying for his recovery”

Margie relieved “ I sure will.”

They exchanged goodbyes and John left. Margie had to lean back against the door and regain her composure, for a few moments her legs were shaking so hard she could barely stand. As she realizes she had successfully passed her first real test she became ecstatic in her triumph.

She made her way to her car and after getting in realized she had never driven in high heels. She practiced with the car setting still moving her foot from the gas pedal to the brake but the slick soles of the new shoes made her feel unsure. She decided to take her shoes off and drive in her stocking feet to the clinic.

After parking her car, Margie put her shoes back on and open the car door. She slid to the edge of the car’s seat and tested her footing before standing outside the car. As she went to instinctively put her car keys in her pocket she realized she had almost forgotten to grab her purse before closing the car door. As she prepared to enter the building a gentlemen held the door for her. In the elevator she thought she caught a man checking her out. She noticed his eyes scanning up and down her long legs.

In the doctor’s office, Benny had to double check to insure the woman coming to the reception desk was Margie before he greeted her. Benny took Margie straight back to the examining room.

“Margie, you look marvelous, simply marvelous darling” Benny doing his best to imitate the voice of a popular comic TV character.

“I have another surprise” as Margie reached into her purse and proudly produced the small frozen sample in its plastic bag.

Benny took the package and carefully studied the contents before announcing “Colostrum sometimes called pre-milk, a precursor to the start of lactation in pregnant woman. Excellent Margie, the doctor is sure to be very pleased.”

Benny gave Margie a hanger and instructed her to remove her blouse and skirt. He took the small sample of milk and briefly left the room. Upon his return Benny resumed his routine of taking Margie’s vital signs and another blood draw. Benny left for the lab.

Benny returned “The doctor has been delayed with another patient but he should be with us shortly.”

What Doc. was really doing was, announcing to his special paying web clients that Margie’s breast milk would soon be available to the highest bidder. The head of a well known Japanese car maker, here in America, won the first lot with an offer of twenty five dollars per ounce for every eight ounce package available. It seems the Japanese CEO believed the milk would prevent disease and improve his sexual prowess. After concluding the deal, Doc. thought to himself, with a grin, Margie is truly becoming a cash cow.

After a light knock on the door Doc. entered the exam room. “Sorry, for the delay Margie you are looking lovely today.” Doc. continues “Let’s get you up on the exam table.”

As Margie climbed up on the table Benny turned on the overhead lights along with the hidden web cam. First Doc. un-clipped the lace cup’s of Margie’s bra, he set aside the fake silicone breast, so he could closely inspect the real growing mounds beneath. “Benny let’s get a measurement of the areola. If I’m not mistaken we have a significant increase in diameter, be sure to record the results in Margie’s record.”

As Benny moved up the opposite side of the table to comply with his instructions, Doc. moved down to Margie’s middle and placing his finger’s beneath the wait band of her panties he pulled them down as Margie lifted her hips. This time he did not stop until he had completely removed them. Laying the panties aside, Doc. began a close inspection of her remaining man parts. He took the head of penis in his hand and carefully inspected the opening. “Benny what do you think? Looks like maybe a size 14 would do?” Benny glanced down and nodded in agreement. “To be sure there are no leaks let’s go with a 16 Foley catheter. Would you get the kit, please?

While awaiting Benny’s return Margie shares her story about her first test “I opened the door of the my apartment and there standing in the doorway was John from work. I was so frighten I thought I would faint. Margie continues still excited by her success, “But he didn’t recognize me at all. I told him I was Mike’s sister here helping with Mike’s care and he believed me.”

“Hmm,” Doc. paused giving the story serious thought “ we’ll have to talk more after the exam about what to do to protect your identity.”

Benny’s return ended the discussion. Benny place the wrapped package on a tray and wheeled it over by the exam table.

“Here” Doc said “Let’s position your head so you can watch comfortably while Benny performs the procedure.” Doc moved Margie to the top of the table and positioned a head rest to support her head and neck.

Benny opened the package and spread it contents on the table. First he donned the latex gloves. Then he spread a small medical drape with an opening in the center across Margie’s stomach and upper legs positioning the hole over Margie’s exposed groin. Benny spread Margie legs and placed a plastic tray between them. He opened a small package and squeezed some of the reddish contents on a cotton ball and carefully swabbed down the penis. Next he took the long clear PVC tube and coated it with lubricant.”

Standing behind Margie Doc. explains the procedure “That’s a Foley Catheter Benny is preparing to insert into your urethra. It has a built in balloon in the tip that when filled will hold it in place in your bladder. Your opening looks like a size 14 but I have selected a 16 to insure no leaks, so you may feel some slight stretching as it goes in.”

While Benny holds the penis straight up with one hand the other guides the tip of the catheter into the opening. Margie watches, amazed as inch after inch disappears down into her body, the lubricated tube stretching a path. She feels it inside as it curves to make the turn and enter her abdomen. Over a foot of the tube has already disappeared into Margie. Benny stops as he feels the resistance increase and announces “I am almost there.”

“You may feel a slight pinch sensation now as Benny forces the tube beyond the muscle that controls your bladder at its base.” Doc. warns.

Margie feels the pressure increase until the muscle relents and opens the way to her bladder. She feels the sudden rush of urine down the tube as Benny directs the flow into the plastic tray between her legs.

“Now Benny will insert an addition inch or so, to insure the tube end is well into the bladder. Then he’ll inject about 30 cc of sterile water to inflate the balloon at the tip.” Doc. waits until Benny completes the steps “Now a light tug to insure the catheter is secure.” Benny tugs gently on the tube. “Next, Benny will add a value to control the flow and the necessary tubing so we can connect a one liter bag of saline solution. Benny erects the IV pole and hangs a clear bag of water. “All this so we can reverse the flow and determine the volume your bladder can hold. Any questions?”

Margie suspects she is about to endure another uncomfortable filling procedure like last visit but knows complaining would not make any difference. “No, no questions” she replies.

“Very well then, Benny you may begin. Let’s start out with a low rate of flow.” Doc. tells Benny.

Benny carefully cracks open the value, until a few bubbles climbing the tube to the bag indicates the water is moving. Margie feels the trickle of the cold water entering her body.

Doc. begins to manipulate the adjustment on the head rest beneath Margie’s head. “I am going to lower this head rest Margie, just let your head go back as far as you can” Doc. instructs.

Slowly the headrest moves down and Margie’s neck stretches as her head arches further and further back, until she is looking upside down at Doc.’s waist band. Doc. grips Margie’s chin and has her open her mouth. “Wider, Wider, as wide as you can.” Then he pumps a bad tasting spray into her mouth and down her throat. “You may swallow if you need to. Sorry, about the taste. That’s a special desensitizing spray we use to stop the gag reflect when we are inserting a feeding tube.”

Then Doc. unzips his trouser’s and produces his own hard fleshy tube and pressed it tip against Margie’s lips. As Margie opens her mouth wider more and more of hot flesh slides across her tongue toward her throat. As her lips encircle his flesh Doc. gently pumped in and out of the warm moist cavern. The spray numbed her mouth but did little for the discomfort in her neck or the dangling hairy testicles that were slapping against her nose, making it hard to breath when he push in as far as he could. It wasn’t long before Doc. was quickening his pace as he nears climax. Then with out warning he stabs deep into her throat as his penis bucks emptying its contents into her belly below. She struggled to breath as Doc. continued to press against her face until he is satiated. Then he simply with drew his limp organ and pulled up his pants.

“What’s your progress down there?” Doc. queried Benny.

“About 250 milliliters so far.” Benny responded.

“Would you like to exchange positions?” Doc. offering the pleasures of Margie’s mouth.

“Sure, why not.” Benny eagerly replied.

Doc. moved out of the way as Benny took his place in front of Margie upturned face. Benny pushes down the wait band on his surgical scrubs exposing is limp chocolate colored stick of flesh. He gently rubs the still lube coated fingers of his latex glove across Margie’s mouth before pressing the tip of his manhood against her lips. Margie eagerly opened her mouth and sucks the soft flesh in, hoping that once she has satisfied him she could at least straighten her painful neck.. Benny soon swells with passion from the encouraging suction of Margie’s mouth and spills all his liquid seed into her throat. Finally after pulling up his trouser, Benny adjusted the head rest upward until Margie is once again looking down across her stomach to the tube still inserted in her body.

Now with the distraction of men’s bodies pressed against her face gone, Margie becomes aware of her need to relieve herself. “I feel the strong need to pee.” she warned all.

“Not yet, you have only taken a little over 300 milliliters so far. I would expect a big girl like you to hold a lot more.” Doc. admonished as he opened the value and raised the IV stand to increase the flow and pressure.

Margie felt her bladder continue to swell and she was unable to reverse or stop the flow. Surely she would burst soon if the water kept coming.

“Benny, have you noticed that, the penis is becoming erect and climbing up the catheter.” Doc. observed with some surprise.

“No, I didn’t; but your right , it is.” Benny agreed. “It seems no matter what the pain or pressure is, it excites and arouses our Margie.”

“We’re at about 500 milliliters now.”Doc observed “ That’s about where I expected her to max out. I wonder what affect, “Doc. speaking as reaches for and give the bag of fluid a little squeeze”a little extra pressure would have?”

Margie felt the squeeze on the bag like a kick to the groin delivered from inside her own body. She moaned as the pain racked her lower body.

Her reaction amused Doc. as he observed her now swollen penis “Look, she is rock hard.

Benny, get me the vibrating massager and attachments.” Doc. ordered as he continued to squeeze and release the bag watching Margie twist and wither in pain from his lightest touch.

Benny quickly returned with the electric massager and its box of attachments. Doc. selected a small round head designed to transfer the vibrations deep into tired aching muscles. Benny mounted the attachment and plugged in the vibrator into a nearby outlet.

“Now turn it on and hold it right there.” Doc. pointing to where the shaft meets the glans at the base of the head.

Benny turns on the vibrator and guides it to the spot Doc. had selected and holds it in place. The vibrations travel down the penis shaft and are carried deep into Margie’s body by the catheter. Within moments she feels the explosions deep in her body and despite the PVC tube blocking its path, the molten seminal fluids boils up around the tube and gush out into a pool on the surgical drape covering her belly.

Doc. is pleased with the results and is sure this will be a big hit on his private web site. He takes the bag off the IV stand and places it on the floor by the exam table reversing the flow and draining the bladder. “After you’ve remove catheter, let Margie clean up and dress I’ll be back to finish up with her after I’ve had a cup of coffee.

Once free from Doc.’s bladder torture machine, Margie retreats from the exam room to the adjoining bathroom, where she cleans up, freshens her make up and dresses. After checking her appearance in the full length mirror mounted on the back of the bathroom door, Margie reentered the exam room to find Doc. drinking coffee and reviewing her records.

“Set down Margie” Doc. motions to a nearby chair. “Here are your drugs for next week” Doc. extended a small brown bag to Margie. “I am only providing you enough estrogen for one pill per day, but I don’t want you to take any. My intent is to have your estrogen levels drop suddenly after being at a high level. This is what happens when a pregnant woman delivers her baby and what triggers the start of let down for breast feeding. Once you are able to express at least one ounce of breast milk from each breast then you can resume estrogen, but no more than one pill a day. There is a refill of the Motilium and Oxytocin spray in the bag, too. Continue them as before: one every six hours and spay 2 or 3 minutes before using the breast pump. OK?”

Margie nods in agreement “OK.”

“Now let’s talk about protecting your identity as Margie. The fact a coworker showed up unannounced at your door has me concerned, so here is what we’re going to do. Today I’ll write both the Insurance company and your job, telling them that the chemotherapy failed” Margie starts to interrupt but Doc. holds up his hand and continues “ that the chemotherapy failed and that I have admitted Mike into my Hospice Service for pain relieving care only. The staff will tell anyone attempting to visit Mike that they must first have my advance permission. You are to never be seen as Mike again.”

“Does this mean Mike has to die” Margie asked.

“Not any time soon, at least not until he has managed to transfer control and final ownership of all his possessions to his twin sister Margie.”

“How?” Margie asks.

“I have friend and contacts that will help you get all the necessary documents and papers, for a price.”

“Are we talking about a lot of money? You know I don’t have any? Margie about to cry.

“Don’t worry about money, I am still receiving regular payments from the insurance company for Mike’s care and he still is getting full sick pay from his job for your expenses, besides most of the people I’m talking about will want something other than money.”

“What?” Margie asks.

“They’ll want very special personal favors from you.” Doc. answered. Do you understand and are you ready to do your part?

Margie took a deep breath and sat thinking for a few seconds “Yes, I’ll do whatever is required of me.”

“Then we’ll start today, right now. There’s a man that work’s in this building as a custodian that will help us in the future with moving things and discrete clean up at the conclusion of any messy events. His name is Calvin and he enjoys having sex with girls like you. Benny will help you prepare” Doc. stands and opens the door calling Benny back to the exam room.

As Benny enters, he lean close to Doc. and whispers “ A six inch applicator is the longest I could find.”

“It will have to do.” Doc. turns to Jenny “I’ll see you in two weeks. Do not use the breast pump the day of your scheduled visit. We’ll take care of it here in the office. Bye.”

Doc. leaves and Benny closes the door. Benny is carrying a small towel wrapped around something. “Margie, I need you to raise your dress and pull your panties down and lean over the end of the examination table.”

As Margie complies with Benny’s instructions, he lays the towel down in front of her on the exam table. As he rolls it open she sees the contents, a large tube of lubricant and a white plastic tube with a round end perforated with small holes. Benny removes the cap from the tube and replaces it with the white applicator tip. He squeeze the bottom of the tube until the clear jell starts to ooze from each of the holes. Benny carefully coats the tip with a large dab of jell and moves behind Margie. He spreads Margie cheeks and cautions “Try to relax, this will feel a little cool.” He positions the tip in the center of his target and presses the tube inward until the tight opening finally permits entry. The applicator continues into Margie until the tube rests against her anus. Benny carefully squeezes the tube from the bottom making sure to force all its contents up and into Margie.

Margie feels the cold jell spill out into her rectum as it pools in her body.

“You will feel the urge to expel that. Do whatever you must to keep it all or as much as you can right where I put it” Benny cautioned.

“OK, I’ll try” Margie responded vainly.

“You may straighten your clothes while I get Calvin” Benny spoke as he headed for the door.

By the time Margie had her panties up and had smoothed her dress down Benny returned announcing his entry with a gentle knock on the door. He entered the room leaving the door open. Looking out through the door to an unseen person Benny announces “Margie this is Calvin. Calvin I’d like you to meet Margie.”

Benny makes a quick exit, leaving Margie peering into an empty doorway. Slowly a shadow steps forward filling the empty doorway and Margie sees Calvin for the first time. What she see’s is the biggest, blackest man she has ever seen in her life. Calvin stands quietly as Margie scans from floor to ceiling trying to take in this almost giant of a man, standing in is grey coverall uniform with a tape player dangling from one arm and a sleeping bag rolled up and tucked under the other arm. Calvin steps into the room and eases the door closed with his foot.

He drops the sleeping bag on the floor and carefully sets his prized ghetto blaster on the counter.

Extending his hand, a deep bass voice softly booms “It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss. Margie.”

Margie reaches out her hand in return and watches it disappear inside the meaty fist. “It’s nice meeting you, too.”

“I don’t want to be crude Ma’am, but I don’t want any misunderstanding that will get me into trouble.’ Calvin pauses then continues “Doc. has told me that, just for today and only in this room, you’d do anything I asked you to. Is that right ma’am? Is that your understanding, too?”

“Yes, anything you ask” Margie replied retrieving her hand from the gentle grip of the large calloused hand.

Calvin picked up his sleeping bag, looked around the room for a large enough open area, then bent down to spread it out on the floor. He looked over his shoulder at Margie and explained “I’s just to big for any regular bed.”

Getting up from the floor Calvin moved to the counter and his boom box. Making sure the sound was turned down before flipping it on and carefully punching the play button.

To Margie’s surprise the music was classic jazz, not the loud boom of hip hop.

“I’d like you to dance for me” was Calvin first request.

“OK, but I’m afraid I’m not very good” Margie replied as she made a wobbly attempt to move gracefully around the office to the beat of the music.

After watching for a few short moment, Calvin grinned thinking to himself white people sure do dance funny. Then he suggests “Why don’t you just do a slow strip tease for me instead?”

“Sorry about the dancing, I’ll try to do this a little better” Margie said apologetically for her poor dance performance. At least Mike had provided her with some memories of his trips to local strip bars to draw from. Slowly she started unbuttoning her blouse as she turned so Calvin could take it all in. She slipped out of the blouse and carefully tossed it up on the counter. Then she put her thumbs inside her skirt waist and pulled down one side a little then the other as she turned and tried to wiggle her butt in a provocative way. Stepping out of the dress she threw it in the growing pile of clothes on the counter. She turned her back to Calvin as she reach up and undid the clasp on her bra cradling the silicone breasts in the bra’s cup as she placed it on the counter. As she reached one hand in her pants to act like she was stroking herself she used the other to grip her small breast kneading the flesh to coax her nipple to stand erect for her one man audience. Then she slowly push her panties down as she turned and pull them off tossing them a top the pile.

As she started to unhook the top of her waist cincher, Calvin held up his hand signaling stop “Whoa! there girl, your looking good just like.” Calvin voice boomed as he grinned down at Margie standing there in her waist cincher, stockings and high heels.

Calvin moved close and his large arms encircle Margie as he drew her close to him and planted a long deep kiss on her lips. This was the first time she’d kissed a black man, or any man except maybe Mike’s father when Mike was a small boy. Calvin continued to kiss Margie working down her neck and shoulder to her small breasts. His large hand engulfed her breast and squeezed as he licked her nipples. As a reward her body produced a couple of drops of milk, which Calvin eagerly lapped up. As Calvin pressed against Margie, she could feel through his coveralls the large heavy lump growing as each second passed telling her this foreplay would not go on much longer.

Calvin released Margie and stepped back. He kicked off his shoes, unzipped his coverall and quickly stepped out of them. Margie looked on in awe as his large naked body was exposed. He had the largest penis she had ever seen. It was like a black fire hose with large veins running from its base to the dark copper helmet at the end.

Calvin lifted the massive black hose and pointed it toward Margie and asked “Could you wet this for me?”

Margie crossed the short distance to Calvin and slowly lowered herself to her knees. She kissed the tip and allow her tongue to swirl around the slitted opening. Opening her mouth as wide as she could provided barely enough room for the gland to enter scraping against her teeth as it filled her mouth. Unable to take more than the giant head Margie released the hot flesh from her mouth and licked the long shaft up and down it length stopping at the sensitive junction of the shaft and head to tickle it with gentle stabs of her tongue. Her hot wet stimulation caused the hose to swell with Calvin’s hot blood and it grew even larger and stiffer.

Calvin could wait no longer. Taking Margie by the shoulders he half dragged her to the awaiting sleeping bag and positioned her on all fours for his rear entry. Calvin guided the large head to it target and rubbed it up an down against Margie anus urging it to open. At first he could only get the very tip to make entry but slowly under the constant stimulation the hole dilated and the brunt copper head squeezed through.

Margie was great full that Calvin was taking his time. His massive member, more than two inches across and a full foot long, could have inflected serious pain and damage if it was just forced into her body. As it was she thought her bones would break before the large head finally gained entry. Now Calvin was slowly pumping his way deeper and deeper into her body with each stroke. Soon he had filled all of her rectum and pressed against the sphincter that guarded entree into her colon. When Calvin’s heavy flesh hit the tightly closed muscle trying to force and opening a sharp pain shot through Margie and she gasped in air as her body moved forward to escape the painful probing.

Calvin concerned he may have unintentionally hurt the small wife girl “Sorry, are you all right.”

The pain had quickly subsided. “I’m OK now.”Margie replied.

Calvin resumed his long deep strokes but again he reached the same painful spot and Margie again gasped in pain and moved to escape it. Calvin again asked for reassurance that Margie was OK before continuing but still had the same results on his third try.

Margie not willing to give up. “Just be very still and let me try to do it.” She instructed Calvin.

Margie lower her arms until her head rested on the sleeping bag and spread her legs as wide as she could. She pressed back until the pain forced her to stop. She slowly swayed her hips first up and down and then side to side, forcing herself to expand to accommodate the motion. She pressed back able to accept a little more before being forced to stop by the pain. Again she swung her hips this time in a circle while she tried to slowly close the distance between her and Calvin. When the pain was to much she’d pull back and with a short pumping motion bring Calvin’s large black hose in a little deeper. Finally she felt the tip stretch an opening. Each new stroke drove the wedge deeper and deeper as her body slowly relented. Finally she felt the head pass the restriction as the muscle tighten back against the shaft. She pushed back until she felt her flesh press against Calvin. She ground her hips into Calvin’s groin. After holding herself against Calvin for a moment rest, she attempted a long slow full stroke moving out until she felt him about to exit before reversing direction and taking his full length back into her body.

Calvin continued the long slow strokes for several minutes. Margie reached between her legs and dipped her fingers in some of the lubricant that had escaped and began to stroke her own small white shaft, matching Calvin’s pace. Soon Calvin started to increase his speed as he felt himself building toward his big finish. His large arms encircled Margie’s waist as he held her close while his short strokes got even faster. The sound of his body slapping against hers filled the room. Margie climaxed first, she poured her hot sweet fluid on to the bedroll. Calvin could feel her body as it gripped his long shaft as her spasms rolled through her body again and again. Suddenly Calvin pulled Margie back so tightly that he lifted her body off the floor. As he squeezed her against his body she could feel the giant shaft draining itself into her. Slowly the bucking hose subsided its pumping. Margie could feel the sticky hot liquid running down the inside of her legs as she remained pinned against Calvin’s hot wet body. Calvin’s grip relaxed and Margie returned to all fours as the now spent long black python crept out of her body.

Margie lay in Calvin arms, both were exhausted from their encounter. Calvin recovering first, got up pulled on his coveralls and shoes before saying “Thank you Miss Margie, that was the first time a woman ever took all me.” After a pause “ I’ll be leaving now, but I won’t forget what you did. I’ll be ready to do whatever you and the Doc. needs done.

Margie forced herself to get up so Calvin could gather his sleeping bag. She gave the gentle giant a little kiss on his cheek and a pat on his broad shoulder “Goodby Calvin”

As Calvin left the room she turned to the bathroom to clean up and dress. In Doc. office: Doc. and Benny exchanged high fives and mutual congratulations, they had been watching the video from the exam room as it streamed on to the Web.

After dressing Margie picked up her bag of meds and headed for home wondering what favor she’d have to perform at her next appointment.