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Josh is long gone... 😉

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Josh bit his lips as Nurse Melissa, straddling him from behind, massaged his oiled-up breasts. As she pressed her palms against his soft flesh, his skin tingled.

“How’s that, sweetheart?” she asked, her lips an inch away from his ear.

“I... I don’t like it,” he lied. Her hands felt heavenly against his skin. His heart was racing, his breaths shallow.

“Really? Then why are your nipples hard?”

Josh felt his cheeks burn in embarrassment. “I don’t know.”

“Mm. If your little penis could still get hard, it would be standing at full attention. But it’ll never become erect again. Only your nipples will. That’s okay, they show me what you really want.” She leaned forward and kissed his ear.

“I don’t want this,” Josh said with a little sob. “I hate what you’ve done to me.”

Nurse Melissa laughed softly, massaging his breasts. “All I’ve done is make you beautiful. Besides, from what I hear, you deserve everything Primrose Academy is doing to you.”

Tears filled Josh’s eyes.

“You didn’t deserve the wife you cheated on,” Melissa continued. “She put her life on hold and supported you while you got your master’s degree, and how’d you repay her? You fucked the first slut to come along. Right?”

Josh nodded sadly. Everything Melissa said was true. And maybe he hadn’t deserved his wife, but that didn’t mean he deserved to be castrated and turned into a girl.

The tears rolled down his cheeks as Melissa continued to massage his breasts. The pleasure from her hands made him quiver and thrash.

“I’ll tell you what,” Melissa said. “Your feminization is just about complete. There are a few more procedures I’d like to do before we turn you back over to your wife, but I’ll stop everything and tell her we’re done - if you tell me to stop playing with your boobs.”

Josh opened his mouth to ask her to stop, but all that emerged was a squeak of pleasure.

“What’s that?” Melissa asked. “You want more? Well, all right, if you insist.”

Josh gasped as her hands found his nipples and played with them between her fingers. It was all he could do to keep from screaming. What did a few more procedures matter? He was already almost a woman and couldn’t wait to return to his wife and make up for his infidelity. Primrose Feminization Academy had, he realized, lived up to its motto: “We make good women of bad men.”