She can't help but clench at first, gasping, but slowly manages to convince her body to relax.

"Good girl." There's a slight smile in Holly's voice. 

She slips in a second finger, once Sable's gotten used to the first.

"Ghhh," she mumbles eloquently.

"Yeah, it can be a lot to get used to. Don't worry, we're almost done the hard part." 

Carefully, Holly slips in the probe, and settles it. 

"There we go. You can turn over now." She strips off her soiled glove, turning it inside-out, and deposits it in a specialized garbage before slipping on a new glove. 

Sable takes a few moments breathing slowly, getting used to it. "Ohhh that's quite the thing."

After a bit, though, she turns back over.

"Yeah, it can really take some getting used to." Holly gives Sable a reassuring smile. "It's normal for it to be a bit alien the first few times. Congratulations on reaching for better data." 

She brings in her tray of implements. "So, now we gather data. If you need a few more moments to prepare that's fine, we can go at your pace."

Sable takes another slow breath, then nods. "Okay."

"We're going to start with manual stimulation. I'm going to grab you, excuse me." 

She reaches in, and takes a soft hold of Sable's cock. 

"Standard techniques test... Starting with d-pad movement." 

She clicks her tongue, and the machine beeps in affirmation; then she begins to carefully, precisely simulate Sable's frenulum with the flat of her thumb.

A quiet "mmm" spills from Sable's lips as she adjusts to the new touch. Holly's instruments definitely reveal some lost sensation. Dissociation due to dysphoria also makes an appearance.

Holly tests her various tools, as carefully as she can, trying to keep Sable present and comfortable as much as she can.

Holly encourages Star to hold Sable's hand through the harder parts. It's awkward, but it does seem to help. And even Star blushes a little at it too. 

At last — 

"All done. I apologize for the dysphoria, and I'm very proud of you for sticking through it. The prescriptions have been added to your health card and you can claim them at any pharmacy. I hope you recover well. Thank you for your patience with my poking and prodding."

She sighs and smiles lopsidedly as she puts back on her underwear and skirt, now that the probe is out.. "Thank you for helping with everything. I... it was a lot, but I'll put up with a lot of things in the pursuit of transition."

"Yeah, it really can be. That said, this data will inform your surgeon which areas of your tissue have the best nerve depth and integration, which will make for a better-optimized final result from genital reconstruction. I certainly didn't regret it when I had my surgery done."

"Investment," she agrees with a nod. "Sink some finite discomfort in up front to get better pleasure for the foreseeable."

"Indeed. And in the short run, the hormones should help considerably. For now, though, that's all. Thank you for taking the time to see me."

Star-Bright Songbird gets up from her chair, a small blush still on her face, and stops by the door. "I, ah, it was certainly an experience."

"Have a nice day, Holly." Sable blushes at Star-Bright Songbird and follows her out. "Yeah, Star, it really was. Um. Thank you for keeping me company. I know it was maybe a lot to ask, but it helped me cope with the dysphoria a lot better."

"It's alright, just, um, maybe buy me dinner about it?" She ducks her head and runs a hand through her hair. "And to be clear, yes, that is me asking you on a date because I need to process how weirdly intimate that was."

Sable grins. "Normally when I take a pretty girl out to dinner, I know anything about the local restaurants and such. This definitely justifies an exception, though. What sort of food do you like?"

"Spicy, usually. Asjolan cuisine, but I'm not sure you'd have an equivalent. It's mostly... curries."

Sable hums. "Sounds like Indian food, from my old world? Conveniently that's one of my favorites. Do they do like... garlicky flatbreads and that sort of thing too?"

"Sometimes, yes. And dumplings in sauce."

"Sounds delicious. Is there a good place nearby? And when's dinner, relative to now?"

"There's one in the town mall, it's just a stop away on the hex network. We'll have to take a train but it'll be right there when we get off. And in about an hour; we should be there in time to beat the rush."