CHAPTER 2
8 weeks has passed, 8 lots of injections to help me grow in every aspect.
There were no noticeable changes for the first 5 weeks. However, in the last 3 weeks, I feel like I have started to progress. I have grown an inch in height and put on 4lbs. I definitely feel a little bigger down there. It could be because the hormones allow me to get a full erection now, but I'm feeling positive that BIG change is just around the corner.
"Sweetie. Carly, could you two jump in the car now? We're going to be late for Sam's follow up appointment!" mom yells from upstairs.
I quickly pull my white cotton briefs up. I hold the loose waist band out in front and notice I'm still a long way off from filling the front pouch. Happy, still, with the albeit small progress.
After dressing, I run downstairs to the car. Carly gets in beside me, and I decide that I'm not going to worry about the appointment, or worry that she is coming with us again today. Her & Mom can see the results and see how much I've grown. Hopefully they'll be proud of me. It should just be a quick look and a check, because I'm sure things are going well.
-
The three of us walk inside the doctors consult room, and as per usual, I strip down and stand in the corner under the lights. I'm a lot more confident than the first time.
"Ah yes, it looks like you have one or two chest hairs coming through. Very good. Your pubic area is still quite smooth though, but it could start coming through soon hopefully," Doctor Freeman says, reaching down, pinching and pulling at my soft penis.
"Alright, that's about 2-1/4 inches... flaccid. Very good. And your testes have descended on their own today. They look to be slightly larger, yes, ok. They look like they're not too far from being functional. Oh my, it seems like this could actually be working," the doctor exclaims.
I feel a little nervy after last time when he snaps a photo again, then takes it over to show Mom & Carly. I feel my soft penis grow a little bit. This is probably weird, but hopefully they are impressed with how big I am now.
"As you can see, quite a long way to go, but there is SOME improvement there. I would say he is now in the 8th/ percentile for penile measurement and the 5th for teste size. Congratulations Sam!" Doctor Freeman says with an air of achievement.
"Oh wow," mom chirps. "I was not expecting that! So, there's no side effects so far doctor?"
"It is looking ok, so far, Mrs Rogers. There are a couple more tests we need to quickly do, to rule out any problems. I did notice on the blood test that the PSA level was slightly up, so we are not in the clear just yet. This is common side effect from of the testosterone, so we'll just do a quick digital exam to rule out any future risks.
"Sam can you please climb up on the exam table there, on your hands and knees, facing the wall. Just try and relax, I'll get some gloves and some lubricant," The doctor says as comforting as he can.
What? What is he checking? What is the lubricant for? I climb up on the table and do as I am told. I feel my little, but growing penis and my smooth bum exposed to my sister and Mom across the room. It feels like an eternity before he comes back, long enough for me to regret allowing my sister coming with.
"Ok, just open your legs a little wider so I can see what I'm working with here," Doctor Freeman says, squirting a huge stream of cold lube in between my butt cheeks.
Oh god, he must be going to examine something inside me! My mind races in a panic. I look over at Mom with a scared look on my face. My penis immediately starts to swell from nerves, anxiety and embarrassment to name a few.
"Sweetie, would you like me to hold your hand," Mom asks, in a most comforting voice.
I shake my head, and just as I think I'll try and tough it out, he slides two fingers into my tight back cavity.
"Ohhh," I moan, at the uncomfortable feeling, and start to panic. Mom, seeing this, rushes over and holds my hand.
"Its ok honey, the more you relax, the easier it will be," Mom says as she places a hand on my lower back.
I wince as his two fingers slide in even further. Mom gently rubs up and down my back and tells me I'm being a good boy.
This is all starting to get a bit too much; this is too much! I put my head down on the pillow and notice there is a thin stream of clear liquid oozing out of my little penis, and start feeling very shaky all of a sudden.
"I'm sorry to say Mrs Rogers, your son has had a very negative reaction to the treatment. His prostate is extremely enlarged as a result of the introduced testosterone. This... this is not good."
"Oh my god, what do we do doctor?" Mom says in panic.
"Sorry, I don't mean to alarm you, but we must stop the treatment as of right now. The injections are causing a build-up of cells inside the prostate, which is a very early indication of... severe future prostate trouble, or a precursor....something that can lead to the 'C' Word," Doctor Freeman states.
"RIGHT, well, we're stopping this treatment right away!" Mom interjects. "Sam I'm sorry, but I'm not risking anything that will harm you, or even worse, losing you. We're stopping!"
I look up at mom in horror. What does all this mean? I have so many thoughts rolling around in my head. I don't understand, things seemed so good. Are we just pausing or stopping?
"Ok Sam, I'm going to have to bring the swelling down. Unfortunately, this means I'm going to have to massage you for a couple of minutes, and quite literally milk the excess fluid out. It will temporarily reduce the swelling and risk of complications. Have you been having trouble urinating at all?" The doctor asks.
I have no idea what he's talking about, but I feel a huge pressure inside me where he is pressing.
"mmmm, a little bit," I mumble out.
My legs are now shaking like crazy as he starts to rub inside me with his two fingers, deeper and faster. I feel his large fingers curling towards my front as they slide in and out.
After 30 seconds or so, I feel like something is going to happen. Such a strange feeling, I'm not sure if I'm going to wet myself or spurt onto the exam bench. I close my eyes and go to a different place. A place that temporarily puts my mind at ease and lets me focus on mom rubbing up and down my back.
"That's it sweetie, you're doing so good," mom whispers into my ear.
I now feel my body being shoved forward on the table with each movement, and hear the sound of wet lube sliding, as the doctor vigorously thrusts his hand.
"MMmmmhmm," I moan loudly as I snap back to reality. "Mommyyy," I involuntarily say, as I look between my legs and see the first stream of clear liquid dribble out of me.
Mom quickly cups her hand in front of my small penis to catch the mess.
"Let all your little cummies out baby, let them squirt into my hand, I'm very proud of you for being so brave," she whispers. Mom then catches another couple streams of liquid. I don't know if I'm feeling pain or pleasure, but the amount of pressure is extreme. I really don't understand why we're doing all this.
Surely it must almost be over, I think, but to my horror, the doctor slides another finger in, stretching me further, and gives a few last thrusts towards the front of my belly. I see mom pull her cupped hand away, as a few droplets of slightly yellow liquid start coming out, followed by a long stream that trickles into the towel on the exam table. It drips and squirts in time with his thrusts, until finished.
I moan loudly and collapse on the table while my legs continue to shake.
After a minute of hearing the doctor and mom talking, I feel the doctor slide his 3 fingers out of me, followed by a dribble of lube. I am unable to move, as I notice the familiar feeling of mom gently patting a towel on me with her spare hand. The reality of stopping my treatment starts to set in, and I feel tears building in my eyes. At least I gave it a go, maybe some of the small changes will stay? If not, I guess I'll just go back to exactly how I was...how I've always been.
I see mom tipping the little mess I made in her hand, into the bin, and I look up at her and tell her "I'm sorry." She heads over to the doctor and they start chatting.
"That worked well, but this is still quite serious, Mrs Rogers," the doctor explains.
"I thought we sorted it out with the milking just before doctor?" mom says, confused.
"We have to try and reverse the testosterone floating around in his body so this doesn't happen again. Now this might be hard for you and Sam to hear, but we need to start reversal therapy immediately. This involves a testosterone blocker and.... Some female hormones for six months. You will also have to milk him like that every 2nd day, for the next 2 weeks. The testosterone blocker is combined with an anti-inflammatory, and is in suppository form," the doctor says.
I see mom's eyes widen a little bit as she hears the words. I wonder what a suppository is.
"The female hormone mixture will be a weekly injection into the scrotum sack, around his little testes," The doctor informs.
I look down and imagine the pain of the needle, but it doesn't compare to the pain I'm feeling inside, stopping the current treatment and having all of this forced on me. I thought stopping the treatment was bad enough, but now we're reversing it? I just know the way my Mom works, that she will make me follow all of the steps he's giving her too.
"You can have this sample pack, it has lots of information, some gloves, some relaxing lubrication, collection cup and some additional tools," He explains, handing Mom a bag.
"I will run through the expected effects of this reversal treatment, all of which is necessary for your health and longevity Sam," The doctor adds, as I nod with no emotion at all.
"The main effects are, your testes will usually shrink to a very small size, and most probably become sterile. Now, I'm not sure that they were producing any sperm to start with, so I guess there is no real change there. As they atrophy from the testosterone blocker, the female hormones from the injection will somewhat attack the male cells down there. Now this can be painful and feel like a deep burning or pain.
"Any growth you've experienced in your penis over the last month or two, will be reversed, and in some cases, shrink a bit further. Your little erections you may have been experiencing, will become less frequent. Some incontinence has been reported, mainly at night, but a small percentage during daylight hours also, so keep an eye out for that."
"Is there anything we can do to help with his pain down there doctor? I can't bear to think of my little sweetie in pain," Mom asks.
"Some consistent, firm pressure in the area and an ice pack can sometimes help relieve some of the aching. Look, there's lots of reading in the information pack, so you'll have to try a few things and work out what works for you. In addition to pressure, some patients have reported that soaking a sanitary pad in water and freezing it has provided some good relief."
"Ok, we'll give that a try, I can see how that might help," mom says.
