That's a Job for a MILF 26.1

DAY 76

Suzanne couldn't sleep well the night before. It was difficult to find a comfortable position now that her body had been altered so drastically, and she also felt strange night sweats all the time. Not even the calming songs she'd gotten used to hearing on her MP3 player every night helped her this time.

Perhaps because of that, when Suzanne woke up the next morning she was still feeling very tired and weak. But there was something else... When she decided to get up, she had a lot of trouble doing so because she was also feeling a lot of pain in her joints.

"What is wrong with me?" she wondered, realizing that her head was hurting as well and her mouth was as dry as if she had a hangover. "I've had other bad nights before, but I never woke up feeling that bad." 

When she finally managed to get up, she walked into the bathroom slowly, with her huge breasts bouncing along the way. Once there, she began to feel a strange surge of heat running through her body, which was very unpleasant. She thought it was a good thing she would see Dr. Reid again that day. She needed to find out what was going on. Was all that due to the surgeries? She hoped to know soon…

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"Good morning, Mrs. Mason" Dr. Reid said, when Suzanne entered his office. "You seem to be healing very well. That’s great! Now, if you don’t mind, I'd like to ask you to get undressed and then I'll explain all the procedures to you, as promised."

And so he did. However, it was very different from what Suzanne was expecting…

Just like everyone else, the man was acting as if Suzanne had indeed always been a woman, and a forty-seven years old one! A proud Dr. Reid explained how he had managed to rejuvenate Suzanne's face, when in fact she knew that she looked much older than before. The same thing happened when he talked about her body. 

"...and in your abdomen, as you can see, I removed some localized fat deposits through liposuction, and I think the procedure worked perfectly well! Also..."

Suzanne simply couldn't pay attention to everything he was saying because she was too shocked. Her mind was working furiously trying to understand what all that meant. 

"...and I particularly appreciated the result of the work on your breasts" the doctor continued. "You told me that you weren't satisfied with their appearance before, although you had no complaints about the size. Therefore, I lifted them a little bit, but maintaining a natural look. The incisions were so small that no one will be able to find them…"

Dr. Reid knew very well that all that was bullshit. What he'd really done was to turn a twenty-something years old guy into a busty, voluptuous middle-aged woman. He knew that as a doctor, he shouldn't have performed such procedures, especially because the patient wasn't completely aware of everything that was going on. It was more than unethical… It was criminal. 

But he had already sold his soul to the devil – or better, to Mrs. Larsen, who in his opinion was more evil and cunning than the devil himself – a long time ago. Dr. Reid had always enjoyed practicing experimental medicine, and in the past he had almost lost his professional registration because of that. At that clinic, however, he had the necessary protection, and Mrs. Larsen always gave him interesting challenges. 

And of all his projects, he was sure that Patrick – or Suzanne – was his masterpiece. Perhaps her mature appearance wasn't appealing to everyone, but that transformation had been so impressive that it was insurmountable. He thought he deserved an award for such a work. It was a shame that the medical community was so orthodox… and there was more to come.

"Now tell me, Mrs. Mason. Have you felt anything abnormal since the surgeries?" 

Suzanne, still very confused, took the opportunity to report how she had felt earlier that day, and the doctor listened intently. 

"I see..." he said. "Well, I suspect that these symptoms have no relation with the procedures I performed, Mrs. Mason." 

"Really? So what's wrong with me?"

"Have you noticed any changes in your menstrual cycle in the last few months, Ma’am?" 

Menstrual cycle?! Suzanne's head almost exploded. 

"I… I don't have periods, Dr. Reid!" she exclaimed, almost offended. 

"Well, I thought that would be the case..." the doctor lowered his glasses and stared at Suzanne deeply. "Mrs. Mason, I think you are entering menopause."