Sitting bolt upright, you feel the difference. Beneath you a rump that feels fuller, softer, rounder and far, far bigger. In front of you, the immense bust is impossible to ignore. As the guys shift, before settling heavily in place. The tugging at your shoulders something you'll have to learn to accept.
As the doctor offers you his hand, you hop down from the operating table. It's further than you thought, and you find you now have to look up to the doctor. You've lost several inches in height, he beams with pride. His hands wide, as if presenting you to the rest of the staff in the operating theatre.
Unsure how to react, what to say, or do. Your mouth goes into automatic. "Am... Am I pretty?" you ask.
The sound of your voice soft and sweet. The surgical masks hide what are doubtless wide grins. Their eyes are savouring you, from head to toe.
"You'll have lots of children." One of the nurses tells you.
"Yes... wide-hipped girls like you..." another adds.
Hearing another voice, you whirl around to see her. A fellow woman, a potential ally. But, it's like she's a different creature from yourself. Her curves are slight, and her robes the same as her male colleagues. Unable to stop yourself, you check her out. She's slim-hipped and taller than yourself.
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