A few hours later, Carlisle came back to retrieve us, before escorting us back to the exam room. "I have all the test results back," he stated using his serious doctor demeanor.
"So, which parts do I have?" I asked curiously.
"Well," he said displaying some indecipherable pictures. "You appear to have a fully functional ovary on the left side, here," he answered, indicating a blob on the image. "And a testicle, here, on the right side." He indicated another blob.
"So, can you perform surgery to put the testicle in the right place?" I asked.
"It is a possibility. But, first I want to go over the rest of the test results before we talk about treatment options. Okay?" I nodded and he continued. "You have a functional, but undersized, uterus here." He indicated a larger blob. "So, you appear to have a complete fully functional female reproductive system."
"No," I protested, shocked and horrified. "I'm not a girl."
"Well, if I were presented with a similar case, but the patient was an infant, I would tell the parents to assign the child with a female gender and to remove the excess male genitalia." I started crying and felt Alice's small arms wrap around me.
"But, that does not make you a girl. It is your choice which gender you want to be. If you chose to be a boy, I will support you. I could even arrange a surgery to remove the female genitalia."
I nodded. "Yes, please remove it," I begged.
"But, your male reproductive system is incomplete. You are missing the scrotum, vas deferens, and several of the proper glands. However, the seminal vesicles do seem to be present, albeit in a slightly improper location. I wonder if they are functional," he mused indicating a smudge.
"Now, this is major surgery we are talking about, and we need to think all possible ramifications through thoroughly before you decide. We still need more information." He paused before continuing. "Jasper, I know these are personal questions, but the answers will help me determine the likelihood of a successful surgery."
"Okay, what do you need to know?" I asked hesitantly.
"I know you are a virgin, but often men will ejaculate in their sleep or… in the shower. I need to know if you have produced a fluid ejaculate."
This was really embarrassing. Did he have to imply masturbation in front of Alice? "Yes, in my sleep. I've woken up and had to clean myself before," I finally admitted.
"That's good. It indicates that your male reproductive system is at least partially functional. Is there anyway you could get me a sample to test? I am fairly certain you are not producing viable sperm cells, but I would like to confirm this before we get into possible surgeries."
How was a supposed to answer that? How did he expect to acquire a sample of my bodily fluid? Yuck! "Um… no," I finally answered.
"Is it because you do not want to or that you do not know how? Or are you afraid to? You know this is a medical procedure and nothing to be embarrassed about, right?"
There were several minutes of silence while I thought over my answer. "I don't want you to touch me that way," I finally squeaked out.
"No, Jasper. I don't have to touch you. You can do it yourself, by yourself. No one has to be there. All you need is a collection cup."
That sounds a little better. But, I still was unsure. What would Alice think? I looked at Alice, wondering what she would say. "It's okay Jasper. It's normal, not gross. If you are too scared to do it by yourself, maybe I could help you?" Alice answered. My face turned bright red as I blushed at her suggestion.
"No!" I cried, turning away from Alice.
"What's wrong Jasper?" she asked. "Do you not like me that way?"
That was not the problem. I wanted to tell her how I felt, but I did not want to say it out loud, especially not in front of my uncle. I decided I would tell her, I thought about how I would say it. 'Edward touched me there. I don't want anyone to touch me like that. I don't want it touched again.'
I looked up at Alice to see that her eyes had lost focus. "Edward touched you there?" she asked shocked as her eyes refocuses. I nodded "You did not tell the doctors that." I had not told the doctors much of anything.
"Son, if Edward did other things to you then you need to tell me. I need to make sure he did not cause any permanent damage," Uncle Carlisle said.
"He grabbed me," I finally chocked out.
"Does it hurt?" he asked. I shook my head. "Well, can you explain what he did to you that made you react so to Alice's suggestion?"
I thought about it for a while, before whispering my answer, "It feels wrong to be touched there."
"Why?" Alice asked.
I thought my answer, not wanting to say this aloud. 'He made me feel like it was my fault. He kept calling me big. I feel like if I was smaller, then he would not have done that to me.'
Alice must be getting a headache from all of these visions: she normally does not have so many in one day. But, luckily for me, she put up with yet another one. "Is that all?" she wondered. "I still feel like there is something you are not telling me."
'Edward hurt me. A lot. And he was small. If it were the other way around, it would hurt a lot worse. Why would a woman ever want to be with me if it hurts so badly? How could I stand to hurt you like that? I don't want you to leave me once you see it.' Once Alice saw my answer, she told Uncle Carlisle.
"Jasper, it hurt because it was rape," my uncle explained. "You were not ready for it and did not want it. It would feel different if it were consensual. It feels good to women when they want it and are ready for it. Your opening is considered under-sized; typical women are bigger and can handle a larger man, like yourself. They even like them bigger. Being large is not something to be ashamed of.
"And it was not your fault. There is no excuse for what Edward did. Do not think that your size caused this. Do you want to know a secret?" he asked me and I nodded. "After I examined you, I examined Edward for the police report: I took swabs for evidence and a blood sample. He is the one of an unusual size. His four and a half inches in considered undersized. But he's still young, maybe he will grow."
"So I'm not big, he's just tiny?" I asked.
"Well, nine inches is a little larger than average, but definitely within the normal range. You have nothing to worry about when it comes to pleasing a woman," he answered.
"Alice?" I asked.
"Jasper, nothing about you can scare me away. I don't care if you have a two-foot long monster between your legs. Whatever it is, I will accept you the way you are and we will make this work," she answered. "Now, would you like me help you collect the sample?"
"It is perfectly fine for Alice to help," Carlisle added.
"But…" I spluttered. "Isn't it wrong for Alice to touch me like that before we are married?"
"No. Lots of teenagers do it all the time. It is a healthy part of the mating ritual. What are they teaching you kids in your sex ed classes that make you react so?" Carlisle wondered.
"Abstinence," Alice replied.
"Well, I'll have to file a complaint with the school board. Condom usage is far more effective in preventing unwanted pregnancies and STDs. Abstinence has the highest fail rate of all the forms of birth control. Even pulling out and the rhythm method, which do not work at all by the way, have better track records," Carlisle ranted.
"How can abstinence fail if I'm not having sex?" I asked confused.
"Because all teenagers have sex, eventually, even the ones that are trying not to. It is better to be prepared for it than to pretend it isn't going to happen. That is why I am always giving Rosalie and Emmett condoms and birth control pills."
"But Aunt Esme is always breaking them up," I replied confused. If they were okay with it, why interrupt?
"They break furniture when they do it in the house. And, she does not want the rest of you kids to have to watch. That is why she sends them out to the garage." He paused, waiting for my response. I nodded to indicate I understood. It suddenly made sense why my aunt would interrupt their groping sessions to ask them to get something from the garage, then they would take two hours before coming back empty handed. "So, do you think you and Alice could take this cup into that bathroom?"
Alice reached up and retrieved the cup, smiling, "Sure Dad. Can we have some privacy?" He nodded, and she led me by the hand into the restroom.
"What are you doing Alice? I'm not ready. And I don't want to do this here." My stomach was full of nerves.
"Come on. It will be fun. Do it for me?" she asked looking up at me with her big beautiful brown eyes, knowing that I can never resist anything she asks of me.
"Does it have to be here and now? This is not very romantic for my first time." Why could we not do this at home?
"Yes. And we will make it very romantic," she said setting down the cup on the counter. "Anywhere with you and me in it is romantic. Got it?"
She pushed me down onto the toilet, before straddling my lap and kissing me. We made-out for a solid twenty minutes before she made the next move. She slipped her hand under my shirt and whispered in my ear, "How about we take this off now. It's in my way."
Alice has seen me without a shirt plenty of times, so I removed it. She trailed her kisses down my chest, before taking my hands and leading them to her shirt, inserting them underneath. "Take it off," she hissed into my ear. I had touched Alice's bare stomach before, but had never seen her without her shirt.
I very slowly took it off, taking in the full view of her chest and bra. She reached behind her and undid the bra, leaving me breathless. She took my hand is hers, and moved it to her breast, letting me know that it was okay to touch. I had dreamt about this moment for so long, I just wanted to savor the feeling.
I guess Alice noticed that I was really getting into this, because she leaned down and unfastened my pants. She left them on, but reached in to let me out, taking me in her hands. She felt so good. Soft and warm.
I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations of her hands against my skin. I felt her lips pressed against mine, and I kissed her back. It took longer than I thought it would. They always show it so quick on TV, and Edward only lasted sixty seconds (I was counting). But, after another twenty minutes, Alice handed me the cup. I opened and held it in position as she stroked.
Afterwards, I put the lid back on, and pulled Alice closer to me. We stayed like that for a while, my chin resting against her hair, as I smelled her wonderful fragrance. That was an infinitely better experience than the one with Edward.
Author's Note: Your feedback gave me some ideas for a few more chapters, so now this story is up to 25 chapters, with Jasper 3 months pregnant (doesn't count as a spoiler, 'cause it is in the summary). But, I'm out of ideas again. If anyone has any suggestions for what should happen in the second trimester, let me know! On the other hand, I seem to be at a good stopping point. What do you guys think of stopping it before the baby is born?
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