And so we make our way through the fancy air conditioned halls of the clinic, Riley cheering me up while I gaze down at myself, mesmerized how my tits sway with each step.

“It’ll be like old times! You’ll feel beautiful, brag about all your dates and hook-ups, trying on new clothes…”

“Yeah…Wait — Dates?”

I was never very good at that as a boy. Maybe this isn’t so bad. Oh! Apparently we’ve made it back outside at the entrance.