Bigger Ch. 01

Bigger Ch. 1

Okay, so maybe you can call me vain. IMO, I'm not bad looking and have had a few girlfriends before but once they find out what equipment I had, that seemed to be the deal breaker and the last date with them. Erect, I'm about four and a half hard inches and only if I am super-stimulated. When I masturbate, only a tiny tip extends out the top of my closed hand on the down stroke. At that length, it barely penetrated any of my girlfriend's pussies. Almost all of them can take the whole thing inside their mouths. Flaccid, I'm at most a big inch and a half. My balls were pretty small and I doubt that I would ever father children.

I found a clinic that specialized in helping their clients transform their body and appearance whether it was making men more manly or women more feminine. They worked with other doctors and could also assist with M2F and F2M type of transitions. In this respect, it was much like taking X-Change but with a more permanent result.

I checked myself in for some elective surgery that would use their new nano tech to solve my size problem. After my consultation, I was looking forward to getting something closer to eight inches. "Welcome Alex A. Smithe." Greeted the cheerful receptionist. "You are assigned to room 6A down the hall. Please change into the gown provided and hop into bed. The nurse will then administer you general anesthesia and then you'll go into surgery."

I found the room and the gown. I shook my head as I stripped. "Wow! For what this is costing, they could give you a better gown then this piece of paper!"

After I changed and slipped under the sheet, I waited for twenty minutes before a nurse came in. Unlike the receptionist, she wasn't very pretty. Actually she reminded me of Nurse Ratched from "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest." Without any ceremony, Ratched stuck me with a hypo. In a matter of fact tone, she informed me. "An orderly will be by in a while to take you to the OR!"

Then without a by your leave, she turned and left the room. By then I already started to feel woozy. Maybe five minutes later, I couldn't keep my eyes open and then nothing.

I wasn't sure for how long I was out. I cracked my lids open slowly to adjust to the light. As the fog cleared, I became a bit more aware. A smiling Nurse Ratched was standing over me. It wasn't a nice smile nor a nice site to wake up to and I gasped deeply in reaction. There was a deep pain in my chest and I moaned. "Ooww....!"

"Doctor, he seems to be awake now!" Ratched said.

"Er... Mr. Smithe, I am Dr. Adams, the hospital administrator." The white coat said. "I'm afraid there was a big mix up with your procedure."

"What!" I was fully alert now. "What do you mean by mix up?"

"Well... we know you came in for penile augmentation... You see... There was also another patient with a similar name. There was a small spelling mistake on your chart and instead of 'Alex A' with a capital 'A', it was written as 'Alex a' with a small 'a'."

"Yeah so they misspelled my name. What is this mix-up?" I inquired further

"Well... You see there was also an Alexa Smith who requested breast augmentation... And... er... well, the orderly misread the names and brought you to the wrong OR. We only realized the error when the doctor doing the procedure on Ms. Smith and she didn't have a penis to enlarge." Adams explained. "By then, your procedure was completed and well..."

I was getting a bit... no really steamed. "So what the fuck is going to happen to me now? Do I still get my cock enlarged?"

"The breast augmentation that Ms. Smith was to have would have enlarged her breasts to C's. Since the procedure was performed on you, your breasts will now enlarge. We just don't know to what extent." Adams told me. "Since we've used the nano technology, we cannot reverse it until your breast enlargement process is complete."

"What! Are you telling me that I'm going to grow boobs?" I shouted at the doctor. "How..."

"The operating doctor feels the process will take at least two months... maybe three depending on how you react." Dr. Adams explained. "This has never happened before."

"I'm going to sue. I'm going to sue all of you." I yelled at them.

I didn't see Ratched sneak beside me until I felt a sharp prick in my arm.

"What the f..." The room faded to black.

When I awoke some time later, again I was greeted/frightened at the site of Nurse Ratched sneering down at me. I found myself much, much less angry that before. In fact, quite sedate. I turned and smiled at Dr. Adams as he entered the room. The room was a different one.

"So Alex-Ah. How are we feeling now?" Dr. Adams smiled. "You may start to notice that as your body changes, your attitude will change too. Not as aggressive as you were before the procedure. I just want to check on your development, so to speak."

"Oh. Doc. My whole body aches!" I groaned. "How long will the change take? Is it possible to change me back?"

Ratched yanked the covers from me. Before I could cover up, she tore the paper gown open and exposed my breasts. My breast?!? There were definitely two swollen mounds on my chest. Even my nipples seemed bigger.

"See? The changes have already started to take effect. I'd say you were a small A-cup right now but we believe you have a ways to go yet." Dr. Adams told me. "You'll also find that your waist will become slimmer and your hips and buttock will become rounder. This was part of the nano programming for the actual Alexa."

There was a tingling in my groin. I looked between my budding boobs, over my flattened belly and between my legs to see my tiny erection sticking upwards even though much of it was foreskin. It appear as big as it was before the procedure but lots of pre-cum was leaking out.

"Oh yes, Alex-Ah. The procedure didn't remove your penis since that wasn't part of the programming but as your body changes, you'll find that your sexual excitement and probably your appetite will increase. Just one of the joyous side effects of the procedure."

By the time I was released from the clinic, my boobs were huge, at least to me. The measured B-cups but according to the doctors, they hoped but doubted my breasts had reached their max growth according to their testing. But in fact, they may grow bigger than what the original programming spec. Dr. Adams and the other doctors attributed it to the fact that I wasn't the original patient and the programming may have been altered once it was installed into me. I did love the fact that my belly was smooth and slim which made my hips and butt look curvier. My butt cheeks were definitely rounder and firmer.

And while the procedure wasn't to affect my groin area, my tiny dick was still tiny; in fact tinier. When erect, which was more often than not, it was only two and a half inches and while not erect, my dick was maybe a half inch. Peeing while standing was impossible and I had to sit like a girl while I tinkled. My testicles had shrunk to the size of kidney beans and my scrotum had tightened up into me.

Dr. Adams explained that it would be at least a couple of months before they could even consider changing me back and even then they'd have to develop some reverse process that wouldn't kill me. Somehow, I wasn't really that upset. "Okay, Doc. We'll just see how it goes."

Getting dressed to leave was an issue. My pants were loose around my waist and tight around my bum. The thin cotton shirt I had worn stuck out due to my boobs. The material rubbed against my nipples and made them big and hard. With no bra, they stuck out proudly regardless of how I tried to conceal them.

Thanks to the doctor's note, I was able to take a medical leave of absence from work. At least I'd still get partial payment of my salary thanks to the company health insurance. I got home delivery of food and stuff so I didn't have to go out but that left me with little to do at home but watch and measure my growth. I was now a large C-cup. And if I did have to go out like for a follow-up at the clinic, I wore baggy clothes to try and hide my boobs. The follow-ups as explained to me included inoculations that are part of the normal bigger boob augmentation procedure. There were also daily pills that I had to take.

But I guess there were a few benefits to the procedure. I found my skin had become silky soft and any sparse hairs that I had previously was either gone or so fine, it was barely noticeable. I went from shaving my facial hair from once every couple of days to none. The only areas that seemed to grow hair were my pits and my pubes which I found disgusting and kept them both clean shaven.

And of course, being a guy and having my own set of fun-bags to play with was great. I loved playing with them; which was pretty often. They were so round and firm. My nips also were very sensitive. Whenever I pinched them, tiny squirts spurted from my teeny pee-pee. Masturbation only involved my thumb and a couple of fingers since that was as big as I could get.

In between fondling myself, with little to do, I did a lot of surfing on-line. I started buying pretty things like pink pillows for the chesterfield or pink champagne coloured satin sheets for the bed. And then I found Shein and started looking for clothes since my old clothes wouldn't fit anymore. Being curious, I kept clicking on the women's clothing section more and more and actually ordered a couple of bikini panties and a few regular and sport bras. I also bought a couple of yoga pants which I enjoyed wearing around the apartment.

A week later when I awoke, I cupped (read played with) my boobs which now was routine and thought them fuller and heavier. Taking off my nightshirt and in front of a mirror and saw my nipples were now as big as cherries. I measured my chest. Thirty-four and then my boobs... thirty- nine. That's a five inch difference so my cup size is.... I screeched out. "E! I have E size boobs!"

Panicked, I called the clinic and arranged for an appointment. There was none available until the afternoon after the next day. Then that morning, I awoke and measure myself again. "Forty-one inches! Fucking G-cups!"

I kind of surprised myself as I wasn't that upset at my huge breasts. In fact, I was rather pleased with them for some reason. I loved how heavy they felt in my palms as I hefted them up and down. I twisted my nipples between my thumb and forefinger and immediately felt wetness dripping down my thighs. I needed to rub one out but now, there was less than a half inch to take hold of. The only thing that really was there was my foreskin. It was slick with pre-cum and I discovered that using the tip of my fingers to rub it like I'd rub a woman's clit, I could make myself cum. And I came hard. Long hard spurts spewed from me but it was clear not white like my normal cum.

After I recovered a bit, I needed to get ready for my appointment. I stepped into some pink bikini panties with a pretty white bow marking the fronts. There was the cutest bump in the crotch where my teeny penis was but no bulge where my balls should have been. My ball sack had tightened up so much, it really wasn't existent anymore. The back seam of the panties dug into my ass crack so nicely.

The panties were part of a set and included a matching bra. I had bought it while I was still a few cups smaller so my bigger boobs were really squished together and created a deep cleavage. The bra underwire helped support them but the lacy cups did nothing to help hide my big hard nips.

I pulled on a white golf shirt over my head. It had some Spandex in it and hugged my torso like a second skin. My boobs stuck out so much, it was impossible to do the buttons without them straining the button holes so I just left them undone. My high beams projected out and looked so sexy.

I pulled on some black leggings and stepped into some runners before I checked myself out in the mirror. I thought I looked pretty good. I pulled my hair back into a short ponytail and pulled on a baseball cap before I left the apartment. "Your hair has really grown!"

I took the building elevator down to the garage, hopped into my car and took off. I was no longer worried or embarrassed about being seen by anyone. In fact, as I sat waiting for my appointment at the clinic, I found myself sitting up very straight, shoulders back and tits out.

"Alex Smith, please go to exam room 4C. Dr. Adams and Dr. Hyde will see you there." The pretty receptionist told me.

I sat in the exam room and waited and waited and waited. As in the waiting area, I sat up very erect but that wasn't the only thing getting erect. Even as small as it was, I could feel my penis strain to grow inside my panties. I tried to control myself by closing my eyes but that only caused my pre-cum to start leaking. Then the door burst open and Nurse Ratched stood there sneering at me. My erection quickly disappeared. Ratched took my bp and then handed me a paper gown. "Change into this!"

I looked around to see if there was a privacy screen or something but there was none. Ratched stood there with arms akimbo and foot impatiently tapping as she expected me to strip in front of her. I slowly took off my top and leggings. Ratched snickered when she noted the dark wet spot in my panties. Embarrassed, I quickly removed them and my bra then put on the flimsy gown.

I smiled in relief as the doctors walked in.

"Hello Alex." Said Dr. Adams. Dr. Hyde repeated the same greeting. "So I understand you're concerned about the amount of sudden growth."

They wanted to take measurements for themselves and had me remove my gown. Unlike being naked in front of Ratched, I was proud to show off my body to them. They measured my height, weight, boobs, chest, waist and hips. They also made note of my tiny penis.

"Well, yes. It seems you are much bigger than the specifications we had for the other Alex." Dr. Adams confirmed. "Dr. Hyde?"

"Yeah. This could be from the post procedure inoculations and pills." Said Dr. Hyde in a matter of fact tone. "Because you were... are a male we couldn't prescribe the augmentation treatment and had to give you hormones shots and pills suited more towards transition."

"I'm sorry? What do you mean?" I stood there not comprehending. "You mean you're changing me into a woman?!?"

Nurse Ratched let out a big, burst of laughter.