That's a Job for a MILF 25.3

Samara returned some time later, smiling broadly. "The doctor said it's okay! Isn't that great?" 

"How can I possibly know? You still haven't told me what your plan is." 

"It's pretty simple, actually. Usually, the doctor would remove your bandages and then explain to you in detail all the procedures performed. I just asked him not to do this today."

"Why? How is it going to help me?" 

"Well, after he removes your bandages, I'll take you directly to the salon so you can get a makeover. I'll also pick something fancy for you to wear… Only then, all dressed up, will you see your new look! Don't you see? This will be perfect for improving your self-esteem!"

Dr. Reid received his patient warmly, clearly eager to see the result of his work. Samara was there too, since the doctor and Suzanne had allowed her to stay in the office. The doctor removed the bandages carefully, starting with the legs, and slowly reaching Suzanne’s upper body. 

"Remember not to look down, Ms. Mason!" Samara said several times. "You have to wait until after your makeover. Oh, it'll be so great!" 

The truth was that Suzanne didn’t like Samara's plan. She really wanted to see what had been done to her body as soon as possible. However, the young woman was so excited about all this that she decided to make a concession. A little more waiting wouldn’t kill her, after all.

When Dr. Reid reached the height of her breasts, he said he would leave it to the end. Then, he removed the bandages from her face. 

"How do I look? How do I look?" Suzanne asked, distressed. 

"Wow, Ms. Mason, you look wonderful!" Samara said, clapping. 

"I have to say the procedure was successful" Dr. Reid said, touching Suzanne's face. "I believe it’ll please you very much, Ma'am."

Now even the doctor is calling me Ma'am? Suzanne thought, surprised. Well, with my new face, I suspect everybody is going to call me this way from now on. I just wonder how much older I look…  

While the doctor was finally removing the bandages from her boobs, Samara took a bra so big that for Suzanne it looked more like a parachute. She almost freaked out. After the surgeries, her new boobs had been firmly compressed all the time, so she had no idea what their actual size were. She was sure they were large, but she didn’t think it would be that large! 

"Umm... I don't think you'll be able to keep your eyes away from your breasts, Ma'am" Samara said. "I have to do something about it." 

She then took a piece of bandage and placed it over Suzanne's eyes. 

"Samara, don't you think this is going too far?" Suzanne complained. 

"Trust me, Ms. Mason. You're going to thank me later!" 

When her boobs were finally free, Suzanne's torso bowed so hard that it was as if someone had pulled her down, and she almost lost her balance. 

"Let me help you" Dr. Reid said, supporting her body. "Maybe you're still a bit weak because of the procedures." 

Suzanne knew very well that the doctor was wrong. The real problem was that her new boobs were so big that it was like she was carrying two heavy bags on her chest! She couldn't believe the weight of those things. How was she supposed to adapt to it? 

Again, Dr. Reid took his time to examine his work. He touched all areas of Suzanne's boobs meticulously, stating from time to time that they looked perfectly fine. Suddenly, to Suzanne's horror, she started to get horny. She had always heard that busty women had less sensitivity in their breasts, but this didn't seem to be her case. Her breasts seemed even more sensitive to touch than before! She felt her legs trembling and again she needed support to stay standing. 

When the doctor was finally satisfied, Samara helped Suzanne to put on the bra, and also a pair of panties and a black robe. Before they left, Dr. Reid told his patient to come back the next day so they could talk better. 

On the way to the salon, Suzanne was still having a hard time getting used to her new boobs. The bra was helping a bit, but still she could feel those huge things bouncing at every step – up and down... and down... It was very annoying, and also completely changed her center of gravity. To walk properly, she realized she needed to stick her chest out even more, which would certainly make her boobs look even larger. Wherever she went, they would always get there first. They would be like her business card.

She was no longer blindfolded, so she was able to glance at her chest. Unfortunately, the black robe didn't allow her to see much. The only thing she noticed was that she could no longer see the bottom part of her body. From now on, if she wanted to look at her belly and legs, she would always need a mirror! It was so disturbing...