"Are you sure?"

"Very sure Doc."

"All right, now we move on to size. With that basic breast shape and a D cup, you can see here different chest measurements. They range from wide but narrow, to almost cone shaped as they get larger. Again, we don't recommend anything too radical for a first time implant."

"I like those" said Kevin, pointing to ones on the large end of the spectrum.

"Those are somewhat larger than I would recommend." warned the doctor.

"No, that's what I want" he said. Jeanie squeezed his hand supportively. He was almost drooling thinking of breasts like that on her sweet body.

Dr. Laine typed some more information into her computer.

"Now one last thing, the aereolas and nipple. Tell me what you think about these."

The computer showed different sized rings of color around the breasts, and different sized nipples. From small like a mans, to really large ones that stood way out from the top of the breast. For this option, Kevin chose one towards the middle of the spectrum.

"Good choice. Those are large enough that they will show through a shirt if you don't wear a bra, but not so big that they would easily get sore."

Kevin smiled. Jeanie smiled back at him. The thought of her nipples showing through a tee-shirt pepped him up even more.

"Lets review. Here is what we're looking at."

A picture of a generic flat chested woman appeared on the screen. One version of her was viewed from the side. One was from the front.

"Now we'll add in the breasts you requested"

The picture morphed, with her chest growing and growing, until the breasts that Kevin had selected were shown on her.

"I think that is a little too top heavy" said the doctor. "I would recommend backing off at least 20 percent."

"Really? I think it looks just fine like that" said Kevin. Jeanie was silent.

"Here's what it looks like with different clothing options" said the doctor.

First, the woman on the screen was shown with a sweater. The large breasts filled it out wonderfully, making Kevin get hard looking at a computer model. Then, she was shown in an evening dress. She had a very ample bosom, and Kevin was hard as a rock in no time. She had wonderful cleavage. Even with a bra on, the nipples stood out just a bit. Everything he wanted in a woman's breasts.

"Sold!" he said. "When can we schedule the surgery?"

"Actually, when Jeanie made the appointment, we set it up to be late like this so that we could do it right away. Are you ready?"

"Oh yeah!" he said. This was going to be great!

* * *

Dr. Laine showed them into the pre-op room.

"Jeanie told me that you two wanted to be together throughout the entire process, so you could hold hands. I thought that was rather sweet. You both need to wash up, then put on surgical gowns. They are germ free, which is extremely important, as you can understand these days. Don't open up the plastic bags until you've washed up. OK?"

"Sure thing doc" said Kevin. Jeanie was a togetherness nut, so it wasn't out of character for her to want him with her for the surgery. They both washed up with the antibacterial soap, and put on the surgical gowns. Then they waited for the doctor to return.

"Wonderful. Now because of the radical nature of this surgery, going from such small breasts to large ones, we're going to use a general anesthesia."

"What does that mean?"

"That instead of just a local one where you stay awake, we're using one that puts you to sleep."

"OK" said Kevin, looking at Jeanie, who smiled back at him.

Doctor Laine pulled out a syringe, and filled it with a clear fluid from a bottle.

"First, we need a muscle relaxant. There is a tendency to try and fight back when you go under, so this will prevent you from being able to move very much. It will wear off in a few hours."

She walked over to the seats where Kevin and Jeanie were, holding hands still. Kevin smiled as he looked into Jeanie's eyes.

"Don't watch the needle honey, just look at me. I know how you hate needles."

They stared at each other, and kept smiling. But then something unexpected happened. Kevin almost jumped when he felt the sting of a needle entering his arm. He tried to pull back, but Jeanie kept his hand firmly in place, and the doctor held the arm still.

"What are you doing? This goes into her arm! What kind of quack are you?" he said.

She pulled the needle out, and put the now empty syringe into the medical waste basket after putting the cap over the needle.

"What do you mean?" she said innocently. "This surgery is for you, isn't it?"

"No, it's for Jeanie!"

"I'm sorry, but didn't your wife say 'This whole thing is for Kevin'? Didn't you sign the consent form authorizing me to perform this procedure?"

Kevin tried to talk, but the muscle relaxant was kicking in.

"He's just having second thoughts, that's all" said Jeanie.

"Do you want to reconsider?" asked the doctor.

"No. He has wanted this for a long time. Believe me, he will be happy once it is done."

"As you wish" said Doctor Laine.

Kevin could only stare in horror. He could barely move now, and they had to lay him down on a gurney, which they started rolling down the hall to the operating theater. Once inside, he could feel Jeanie holding his hand.

"It's going to be all right honey. You'll be fine" she said as they put the gas mask over his face. He wanted to run. He wanted to cry. But he could do nothing. Now, things were getting blurry. He felt himself slipping away. He lost consciousness, and fell into a black void.

* * *

In the recovery room, Jeanie sat there holding Kevin's hand for hours. He woke up with a start, but was disoriented and confused. It took another hour before he woke up again, and had his senses about him.

"What a terrible dream" he said.

"Poor dear. What's the matter" replied Jeanie.

"I dreamed that you took me to a doctor, and I had breast implants." he said.

Jeanie took his hand, which she was still holding, and moved to Kevin's chest. His eyes were wide and panicked when his hands felt the new mounds of flesh on his smoothly shaved chest. They were covered with bandages, and some sort of bra was over the top of them to support them. His whole chest ached.

"They'll need a few days to heel, then we'll be able to take the bandages off. I'm so excited!" said Jeanie.

"What did you do to me?" said Kevin weakly, almost in tears.

"Me? I did nothing. You were the one who signed the consent form. You were the one who picked them out. You were the one who wanted them. No, you did this to yourself."

Kevin was stunned, not knowing what to do. He almost started to cry.

"Oh by the way honey, I did some shopping for you while you were out. Tell me what you think."

First Jeanie pulled out several bras. White ones, black ones, lacy ones, a strapless one, sports bras, and a demi bra. She held one up to Kevin.

"Isn't it pretty? Look at the lacy design. You'll look so fantastic in it."

Next she pulled another bag. She pulled out a black tank top, with thin straps.

"Look at this! I can't wait to see you in it. It will show off your boobs so well. What was it you always told me? If you've got big ones, you should show them off? Wait until you see some of the other outfits I found for you!"

There was a long sleeved black shirt with a deep plunging V-neck. Then a white sleeveless shirt. A pretty frilly white blouse. A navy button up shirt. And a brown knit halter top.

"Oh, and for when we go to the beach" said Jeanie, as she pulled out a string bikini.

"I can't wear that!" protested Kevin.

"You're right. You need to lose some weight first. So I also bought you this" she said, pulling out a blue one-piece speedo, with white strips on the sides for a slimming effect. Kevin just gaped, too stunned to speak.

"Oh, and of course, none of your new tops go with any of your current clothes, so I had to get you something to go with them. She produced several skirts, a pair of Capri pants, and hip hugger bell bottom jeans. Lastly, she had two dresses, each with stunningly low necklines.

"Why does my chest hurt?" he said, trying to change the subject.

"Well, for one thing, they just did a major surgery to give you your implants. But first, they shaved you, then gave you a laser treatment so that your chest hair won't ever grow back. It would be too hard to shave your boobs every day. It will be sore for day or so, but don't worry."

"You zapped my hair?"

"Oh, and on your face too. I told the doctor how you hated shaving. Well, all you'll have to shave now is your legs."

"No! I can't!"

"Oh yes you can. Do you want to look foolish wearing a skirt, with your hairy legs? No, I didn't think so. It's not so bad. I do it myself. You'll learn to do it, and come to like it in time."

"No..." he said weakly.

Their conversation was interrupted by the nurse who came by with a cup containing several pills. Kevin took them thanked her.

"Good, now I'll feel better and I can sleep. This is terrible" he said.

"Those weren't pain killers" said the nurse. "I'll go get you some if you need them. Just push the call button, and I'll come right by."

"If they weren't pain pills, then what were they?"

"Oh those were your estrogen pills. You need to take them every day. They will make your skin softer, and will help your breasts naturally grow the extra size you wanted."

She smiled and left the room.

"Isn't that wonderful honey? They're so large now, but they'll naturally add on at least another size."

Kevin was woozy, and fell back asleep.

* * *

Four days later, Kevin came home from the hospital. The 'unveiling' of his breasts had been a shocking experience for him. Even though he knew it was coming, seeing the large breasts on his chest without the bandages was just something he wasn't prepared for.

The doctor told him he needed to wear a bra all the time, and it would be a month before he could go without support. They were sore and bruised still, but they were beautiful, like a super model. Kevin had decided that as soon as he could save the money, he'd have surgery to reverse the situation. But how could he do that? How could he go into work like he was? Or even go to a lawyer. Who would believe him that it wasn't his idea. And the doctor had a signed consent form from him. He should have read the fine print! The form authorized the doctor to perform the surgery. So he was stuck with his new breasts.

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