Callie Brown sat apprehensively in the Consultant's waiting room but she knew she was doing the right thing. She'd put this day off for 3 years but she had finally got the courage to make the appointment. A young, pretty and very busty nurse walked past her, smiling as she did, seemingly staring at her but in a nice way. In fact, it was more an admiring look. She was doing the right thing. The nurse reappeared and asked her to come with her and she led Callie to the office of Doctor Mark Longshaft & Doctor Dick Bigfellow, Breast Consultants & Surgeons. The nurse tapped on the door and opened it and showed Callie in. A tall, stocky man stood up and offered his hand.
"Mrs Brown, good morning. I'm Doctor Longshaft, please take a seat." She took his large hand and shook it gently and then sat down. She noticed the young nurse had sat to the side of her. She was sat crossed-legged, her tunic too short and tight, revealing the dark banding of her tan nylons and black bra through the gaps between the buttons. The Consultant had sat back down. He was probably in his late forties, good looking with salt and pepper hair and beard. He put his large hands together as though he was going to pray and spoke deeply and calmly.
"So Mrs Brown, may I call you Callie? What can I do for you?" He stared hard at Callie, almost knowing the answer, no one could possibly miss it. Callie placed her hands around her massive breasts, cupping then and pushing them in Doctor Longshaft's direction. A hint of stiff nipple protruded through her thin blouse and it was not missed by the Doctor or the on looking nurse who was smiling at Callie.
"It's these! I want them reducing. They get in the way and they do nothing for me. Even my husband has got bored with them. They've lost their appeal!" He looked at her, and them, and smiled.
"Ok. I can see your breasts are large, but they are not abnormally large. There are many things to consider when wanting a reduction. I believe we should consider the physical side first and then, if required, the mental and emotional side afterward. How does that sound?" Callie smiled back, nervously wondering what he had meant by mental and emotional side.
"Oh ok. I thought it would be just a simple like 'what size do you want?' and then you'd get the knife out and......I didn't realise there were other factors to consider." The consultant stood up again and walked around from behind his desk. He wore a suit, shirt and tie, but had removed the jacket. Callie notice his trousers were very tight, too tight really, and it showed to his right side, a long thick bulge going halfway down his inner thigh. Callie felt herself flush but couldn't look away. Longshaft stood in front of Callie for a second and then perched on his desk'
"So Callie let's establish some facts. How old are you, what do you do for a living, do you have, or plan to have, children and, the most important thing, what size are your breasts currently and what were you thinking of reducing to?" She smiled at him and the nurse, who was still flashing a lot of firm thigh to both of them now.
"Well I'm 44, I am a ward sister in the local hospital. I don't have children and don't plan too. I think I'm a size 38FF I think but not 100% sure. I was going to ask you what you thought I could reduce to, maybe a D or C?" Longshaft rubbed his chin, while the bulge in his trousers got a lot more prominent.
"Ok so I need to establish your correct measurements. Even going from a DD to C is a very precise procedure and can be very painful and expensive. Would you mind going with Nurse Dees and get ready for my examination and measuring?" The nurse stood up, flashing everything at them both, and Callie noticed the consultant's bulge getting even bigger as he watched the nurse bounce her way to Callie. The nurse took Callie's arm and led her into another room.
"Could you please remove your blouse and bra so I can measure you?" Callie removed her clothes, as instructed, and stood in a bright red mesh, see-through bra. The nurse gazed at her bud nipples and very large, pink areolas. Callie removed her bra and now her enormous breasts were naked and vulnerable and her ½" nipples pointed directly towards the nurse.
"WOW! They a magnificent! I love big boobs! Doctor Longshaft did mine. 40DD! Love them." The nurse's comments made Callie blush and she thanked her in a very sheepish voice. It felt a little strange being complimented about her breasts by another woman.
"If you can just lift your arms up," the nurse said as she drew the tape around Callie's chest accidentally brushing her nipples, causing them both to stiffen immediately, to Callie's embarrassment.
"Sorry about that, sensitive are they? Mine used to be but now my nips are permanently hard. My boyfriend loves them. Oh my Mrs Brown you've grown. 40G! A bit bigger than you thought and they are so firm too! No kids, that's why!" Callie couldn't believe the nurse, but she was beginning to feel a sense of pride in her boobs.
"Ok I'll go get Doctor Longshaft now. Don't worry, you're in good hands, trust me!" The nurse waddled off, leaving Callie exposed especially with her nipples sticking out like the proverbial hat pegs. A few minutes went by before the nurse and Longshaft reappeared.
"Ah Callie, Nurse Dees has been filling me in on your details. May I say I have to agree with her on her assessment that you have wonderful breasts and it seems a shame the take the knife to them." Callie now self-conscious of her exposure, and the admiration, didn't know what to say or where to look, but in her endeavour not to look either of them in the eye she looked down to witness a bulge so obvious in his trousers that he must have been given more than information from Nurse Double Dees.
