Cock or pussy, man or woman? Unlike the rest of us with eyes, Michi here doesn’t seem to be too sure who or what he really is, so he seeks the friendly advice and treatment of specialist DOCTORESSA LARA BIZARRA. That oughta solve that problem, but he is about to discover that he didn’t really know what problems were until now. Between you and me, THE GOOD DOCTORESSA has HER own rather unique preferences when it comes to cosmetic fixes, plastic surgery and sex-change operations. However, for the sake of HER dazed, confused and worried patient, who apparently never let his fingers do the diagnosing down under, SHE is perfectly willing to put on a good show and act like SHE is weighing the pros and cons of his dilemma while she meticulously analyses his condition. He may soon be wishing that he had simply consulted Grey’s Anatomy, but of course, no book will ever give him this kind of hands-on attention. Is he a man or does he merely have a mouse? His fate is in THE DOCTORESSA’S DOMINATING HANDS. Stay tuned for thrilling diagnostic conclusion. M-I-C, H and I; M-O-U-S-E!As soon as the patient walked through that door, it was clear to DOCTORESSA DOMINATRESSA LARA. “That cock has just got to go!” For one thing, it hangs there uselessly, taking up a lot of unnecessary space; and, what’s more, cutting it off is such a beautiful operation, not to mention a lucrative one. Administering a mild anaesthetic is all it takes to avoid castrational complications of any kind. The patient should definitely not be given the opportunity to give it any more thought, but the mere fact that he’s sitting in the gynochair within inches of HER scalpel should make it clear to the rest of us that rational deliberation is not this patient’s forté. Besides, once SHE’S helped him fulfil his destiny by turning him into a bimbo, he won’t have to think. As his equipment drops uselessly to the floor, THE SURGEON GENERALISSIMA feels nothing but contempt for those useless tools of yore and tramples them under HER JACKBOOTED FOOT. Michi will simply have to accept her new role as lady of the house – there’s no turning back! The wherewithal to do so lies crushed and totally useless for now and evermore on the cutting room floor.