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Astral laid Simon down, brushing the hair out of Simon's face.
"I'm going to fix your body," he said again softly. It wasn't what he had originally planned for that night, not at all, but it would suffice for now. He remained calm, if anything keeping a look of concern.
And that’s when Simon started believing it was a dream. There was no way this could ever actually happen, if he was thinking of the same thing as Astral seemed to have planned.
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Astral pulled Simon's shirt off, being gentle with his touch. He made sure Simon was position corrected, leaving his chest bare. He pulled out a marker, drawing lines where he would make his insertions. It was centered around his breasts, of course.
((The way I’m just internally screaming rn :’) ))
Simon instinctively wanted to cover himself up when Astral took his shirt off but when he saw what Astral was doing he stopped, watching him curiously. There was no way this was actually happening…right? For once, he really wanted this to be real.
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(Astral isn't a total ass, there's a (vvy small) chance the changes will be permanent :D)
Astral wasn't going to do this completely like a human doctor would- he still wanted to enjoy this, after all, so he wasn't going to use much anesthetic at all, just the bare minimum to where if he actually left the changes Simon wouldn't be able to think he was doing it just to here the man scream. Simon would be awake for the entire thing, too. He prepared the anesthetic, injecting it into the man's chest to dull the pain that was going to be coming. He picked up a scapel, looking at Simon a moment.
"Are you ready?"
He nodded, steeling himself to the inevitable pain he knew was coming, reminding himself that it would all be worth it in the end. If this is what it took for him to get it done, so be it.
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Years and years of dissecting the human body had given Astral quite the experience with it. He knew just where to cut, all the little intricacies that would make or break this operation. He was quiet as he worked, knowing he wasn't doing this how a human doctor would. He took the breast completely off, leaving the flesh underneath exposed a moment.
Simon winced as the scalpel dug into his skin. He let out a few cries of pain here and there but he was doing his best to stay quiet and stay still, not wanting to distract Astral. This of course resulted in a large amount of blood in his mouth from biting down on his lip.
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Astral looked up before he started on the second side. He wiped some of the blood off of Simon's lips.
"Spit it out," he said softly, grabbing a small pan for Simon to spit the blood into.
Simon did as he was told, spitting it out. There was a lot, but not enough to actually be worried about it. He looked back up at Astral afterwards, offering a small smile.
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Astral smiled in turn. He patted Simon's cheek lightly, setting the pan down by Simon's head. He brushed the hair out of the man's face again, then moved so he could start removing the second breast.
And even though the whole process was so painful, Simon had never felt more taken care of. The fact that Astral was just willing to do this for him…Simon didn’t know if he’d ever be able to leave now.
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Finally, finally Astral had both breasts off. Now, he had to reconstruct Simon's chest, not going to leave him with two gaping holes in his skin. He took the skin from the breasts, grafting it back on, using his powers to help it heal. It wasn't long before Simon was sat there, flat chested, without a single scar to be seen.
"That's all we can do for the night," Astral said softly. "Your body couldn't take both surgeries at once." Astral helped Simon sit up, the breasts discarded on a table.
"How does it feel?" He held up a mirror for Simon to be able to see just how… masculine he looked now.
((don’t cry don’t cry don’t cry f u c k))
He nodded, a little disappointed but of course that made sense. When he sat up, there was barely any pain left. When he saw himself in the mirror, he looked like he might cry tears of joy. Overwhelmed with emotion, he leaned over, hugging Astral tightly.
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(Honestly yes I cannot physically bring myself to type any words that would take this away from Simon, so this if officially permanent. Dear god Astral's an ass but he can do nice things while trying to be-)
Astral was a bit surprised by the hug. He patted Simon's back lightly, though, wrapping his arms around Simon in turn.
"We can do the second one in a few days," he said softly. If he remembered to. If Simon didn't think this was a dream.
((Yayyyyy lol))
He pulled away when Astral spoke, looking up at him and nodding, his eyes most definitely full of tears now. Simon still had that lurking fear that this might just be a dream. He didn’t know what he’d do if it was.
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Astral cupped Simon's cheeks, smiling down at him.
"Is this real?" he asked softly. "Do you think it is?" He still kept close to Simon, pulling one hand away to offer his shirt. If he thought it was, the changes could stay. If not… Well, then they'd get to do this again.
He hesitated. He couldn’t really tell. But this time he never remembered actually falling asleep, or even being tired. He nodded. “Yes, I think it’s real.”
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Astral let out a soft breath, smiling at Simon. He hugged the man again.
"Good," he said softly. "Because it is." Astral pulled away after a moment, hands on Simon's shoulders.
He nodded, practically beaming as he had to wipe a few tears off of his face. “T-thank you.” He managed to get out. “Thank you so much.”
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Astral smiled a bit. He kind of liked this, actually. He got to hurt Simon, and Simon could remember it, but Simon would see it as something good. Astral could literally wave a hand and do what he had just done, but Simon didn't know that.
"You're welcome," he said softly. He pulled one hand away, offering it to Simon to help him up.
Simon took his offered hand, still smiling, the happiest he’d been in maybe his entire life. He just hoped it lasted, and that things wouldn’t get too terrible after this. Even if they did, Simon doubted he’d ever try and run away now.
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Astral stood there for a moment, Simon's hand in his. He hugged Simon again, then started off, leading Simon back to the bedroom.
"I don't think you need that binder anymore," Astral said softly once they were in it. "Is it alright if we throw it away?"
He hesitated. He’d had it for so long that it felt almost wrong to part with it. “I guess I don’t need it anymore…” he looked up at Astral “and this is going to be permanent…right?” He didn’t want to get rid of his binder only for his breasts to come back. “Either way..I don’t think I’m ready to let go of it yet. But I won’t wear it anymore.”
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"Yes, it's permanent." Unless Astral didn't want it to be, but at the moment he did, so it was. He lightly placed his hand back on Simon's shoulder.
"Alright, then. I won't try to take it." Astral smiled just a touch. It was late, late into the night by now. The trinket was still exactly where Simon had left it- and was surprised to see Astral acting like this with Simon.
He nodded, still smiling up at him. “Okay, thank you.” He yawned, finally seeming to realize how late it was. He laughed softly. “I guess I should probably be headed to bed then…”
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Astral nodded a bit, giving Simon one last light hug.
"Good night," Astral said softly, turning to leave. He'd resume the torture the next night.
“Goodnight..” he replied equally as softly. For some reason it felt like he was saying goodbye, as if Astral would be going away for a long time, or at least this version of him. It made him sad, in a way. He’d liked seeing Astral like this. Even though Astral was normally nice to him, this a time had been…different.
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Astral was gone, then, out to the living room to sleep. The trinket finally spoke up.
How… how did you get him to treat you like that?
“Hm?” He asked, turning around. He’d almost forgotten about the trinket entirely. “Oh, I don’t know. He’s normally nice but..not this nice. I mean he did drug me..but it’s okay!” He knew he was kind of rambling and not making sense but he didn’t care.
