Okay I admit it. I'm scared. I've never had a big operation before, well nothing as big as this. It's stereotypical that this sort of procedure is only reserved for women, but I'm the exception. Today I'm having a boob reduction.

I've never overly realised how my chest was on the larger scale before, not until Texas told me. It was the night I persuaded her to come back "home" and I told her she'd be my nurse. I like to think her home is my home now. It might sound creepy, but I promise you I'm not the creepy-type. I just like being around her all day every day, watching her every move, and staring at her like no tomorrow. I was lying in the bed, my wheelchair by the side of me, naked from the waist upwards, quilt tucked underneath my armpits. She didn't even speak, just stared at me and muttered. "Will, I think it's time" and nodded to my chest. I had to agree with her, it was getting out of hand.

That's how I've ended up here now, lying in this hospital bed so fucking scared of what's to come. They're going to cut me open, remove all the fat from my chest and make me normal again. I was awoken from my dreamy state by Miss Longford, my lover.

"You okay?"

"Yeah…" I trailed off. I was far from okay.

"We'll get you sorted though okay? I'll be the bigger one of the two of us tomorrow." She gave me that warm smile of hers, the reassuring one.

"And when you miraculously fall out of your wheelchair, and call me to come home…I won't nearly pull my back out of my place lifting you up…"

I knew she was only trying to help but I could feel the disgust in her voice, the way her big eyes just stared into my soul. I knew if I didn't sort this out we'd be over before we've truly begun.

I don't want that.

I need these big things gone.

This is the only way.

Will's been gone two hours so far. I know he has a problem. It makes me feel sick looking at him, physically sick. I don't even want to be him if he had a ten inch cock and a flat chest to be honest. I don't even know why I'm with him. I obviously like something about him, I just don't know what. The obvious reason is to make Dodger jealous. Dodger has the perfect body, the body any woman would want draped over them and the sort of body a man would kill to have. I wonder how the hell Will and Dodger are related sometimes.

I'll keep telling myself though. Will will look okay when the surgerys done, I might like him.

I might.