Testing Protocols
A knock on the door and then the doctor entered the examination room. “Ms. Sanchez,” he said.
“Doctor?”
“I’m glad you could come in here as quickly as you did,” the doctor said.
“You said it was important.”
“Yes, I did,” Dr. Cody said. “I’m afraid I got we’ve got the results of your tests and I wanted to go over those with you.”
Lorena Sanchez didn’t like the way this was going and the more the doctor was talking the less she liked it. She’d come in to see the doctor because she’d been feeling a bit run-down of recent and Dr. Cody had suggested that they run some tests. She hadn’t thought she’d needed to go that far but Dr. Cody had insisted. It was important that they get to the bottom of this, he said, whatever this was.
And now here he was, telling her that her tests had come in and from the way he was talking, it hardly sounded good. “What is it, doctor? What’s wrong with me?”
Dr. Cody looked at the young Hispanic woman sitting on the examination table in front of him and he could sense her nervousness. He had to admit she was a pretty enough girl with her dark hair and her dark eyes. Her skin wasn’t all that dark. It was what the doctor would have called perpetually tanned but it was hardly anything more than that. In short, she was a pretty, young woman. It was just that she wasn’t his type. “In a cancer patient, we’d call what you have wasting.”
“I’ve got cancer,” a panic-stricken Lorena wailed.
“Ms. Sanchez, please. I said in a cancer patient, that’s what we’d call it.”
“Oh my God. Thank God.”
“Yes well, that’s the good news.”
Lorena didn’t like the way that sounded. “Okay,” she asked. “That’s the good news but I’m betting there’s some bad news, isn’t there?”
The doctor nodded. “As I said, this is like what we would call wasting in a cancer patient, but it’s not wasting. In fact, it’s something worse. It’s what we called Indeterminate wasting disease.”
“Indeterminate wasting? What’s that?”
“It’s a lethargy but it’s called indeterminate because although we know what is going on, we don’t have a reason for it. The only thing is that in your case, it’s in a fairly advanced state. If you’d come here earlier—”
“What are you saying, Doctor?”
“What I’m saying is because we don’t have a good understanding of what’s causing it, we really don’t have a good cure for this. If you’d come to us earlier, we might have tried some of the more traditional therapies but unfortunately, where we are now—”
“What?”
“I’m afraid there’s really nothing we can do for you.”
“But—”
“I am sorry.”
“But ... but doctor. Isn’t there ... isn’t there something you can do?”
“Hmm.”
“Well?”
“Well, there is something.”
“What?”
“It’s a test drug actually but I know the person doing the research and I think maybe I could get you in the test protocols.”
“What is it?”
“It’s a human growth hormone.”
“What?! Steroids? No way. I don’t do that.”
The doctor shrugged. “It’s up to you but there’s nothing wrong with steroids unless you’re a professional ball player. You’re not a ball player, are you?”
“N-no.”
“Steroids get a bad name because of the abuse that’s taken place but there are real medical uses for them and cases such as yours are just those types of cases, but if you don’t want to participate in the study, that’s up to you.”
“I don’t know,” Lorena said hesitantly.
“As I said, it’s entirely up to you.”
“What would you do?”
“Well first, we’d inject you with the hormone and then we’d schedule some follow-up meetings for you to come back here so we do a little mini interview and take some measurements.”
“I don’t know. Would you be doing the tests?”
“It’s not really my experiment but I’m sure that could be arranged.”
“If we did this, I’d want that.”
“I’m sure it could be arranged.”
“Are you sure this is the right thing for me, doctor?”
“I am.”
“Okay then. If you think it’s the right thing to do, I guess we can try it.”
“Fine. I’ll let my friend know and I’ll get him to send me the drugs and we can go from there.”
“Thank you, doctor.”
“No, thank you.”
It was a couple of days later when Lorena received a call from her doctor. “I’ve got some good news,” he said. “You’ve been approved for the study.”
“That’s good, doctor.”
“We’ll need to make an appointment for you to come in for your first injection.”
“Doctor?”
“Are you really sure I need this?”
“What?”
“I mean, I’m feeling better now.”
“I see. I was afraid this would happen.”
“You were afraid what would happen?”
“It’s called anxietel euphoria.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s when you start to feel nervous about an upcoming something. Doesn’t matter what it is. You just feel nervous and so your mind tells you that whatever it is isn’t really that bad and of course your body believes it because your mind wouldn’t lie to you but the problem really hasn’t gone away and it won’t go away until you actually deal with it.”
“You’re sure about that?”
“I’m sure.”
The doctor heard the woman sigh. “All right then,” she said. “If we must, we must. Let’s get this over with.”
An appointment was scheduled and Lorena hung up the phone still feeling somewhat ill at ease by what she was about to do.
She showed up on time as was her nature and the doctor led her into his office. “I hope you don’t mind doing it in here,” he said, “but I’m not really supposed to be doing stuff like this.”
“There’s nothing wrong with it, is there?”
“No not at all. It’s just the practice where I work would frown upon my engaging in what they would call ‘unauthorized’ research.”
“But it’s okay, right?”
“Sure, but you know how it is. The medical practice wants its piece of the action. You want to use their doctors, the practice wants to get paid. You understand how that is, don’t you?”
“I guess.”
Dr. Cody brought a box up from inside his desk and as he set it on the desk, Lorena could read the words on the side. “Blond Concepts, Chrystal Heights.” She’d never heard of the company but then that was hardly a surprise. After all, she wasn’t in the drug manufacturing business.
“I’m going to have to ask you to remove your top,” the doctor said.
“What?”
“It’s the way the drug has to be administered, under the muscle.”
Fine, Lorena told herself. She’d come this far, she told herself. She might as well go all the way so without saying another word, she took off her top.
“And the bra, too.”
Lorena sighed but then she took off her bra.
“Now, if you’d please, put your hands on the top of your head.”
Again, Lorena did what was asked of her but she couldn’t help but feel very exposed and that hypodermic that Dr. Cody was coming at her with looked rather large.
“Now this won’t hurt a bit,” he said.
Yeah right, Lorena told herself. That was usually what the doctor told you just before it really fucking hurt but this time at least, he was right. Well, sort of right. She could feel the prick as the needle entered under her arms, first on the right side and then again on the left, and it was uncomfortable holding her hands on top of her head while the doctor injected her with who knew what the drug was but then it was finally done.
“There you go,” Dr. Cody said almost as if reading her mind. “All done. Now we’ll have you back in here in 48 hours, okay?”
“Okay, doctor.”
“And be sure and tell me if you experience anything unusual.”
“I will, doctor.”
“All right then. On your way with you and remember, I want to see you back here in 48 hours.”
“I’ll remember, Doctor,” Lorena said and she left.
The first day passed without incident but it was on the second day that Lorena started to notice it. It wasn’t all that bad at first but as the day progressed, it just got worse.
“So, Lorena,” her doctor said when she finally returned to his office. “How goes it?”
“It’s going fine, doctor, only—”
“Only what?”
“Well you asked me to tell you if I saw anything unusual.”
“That’s right.”
“Well, it’s my breasts, doctor.”
“What about them?”
“They’re kind of hurting me.”
“Hmm. Let’s take a look at them. Would you take off your top please?”
“Of course, doctor.”
“And the bra. Can you take that off?”
“Of course, doctor.”
The doctor watched as Lorena’s hands fumbled with her bra straps. “I think I can see the problem already,” he said.
“What?” Lorena asked as she took the bra off.
“How big did you say your breasts were?”
“What?”
“Your breasts. How big are they?”
“34 Bs. Why?”
“And your bra size. I’m assuming that that’s a 34B too. Right?”
“Uh huh. Why?”
“Well I can tell you just from looking at you that you’re not a 34B.”
“What?”
“Your breasts are bigger than that.”
“What? No. They can’t be.”
But the doctor was reaching forward and then his hands were stroking Lorena’s breasts and while she had the feeling that this was most definitely unprofessional, almost from the moment, he touched her breasts, she couldn’t help but moan. It just felt that good.
“They certainly look bigger,” the doctor said.
“Um ... doctor.”
“Hmmm.”
Oh fuck, that felt good whenever his hands touched her nipples.
“I think you’re definitely bigger than a B.”
Oh fuck. Those hands. Fuck. They, um, they ... they felt so good on her breasts. Especially ... fuck, especially when they touched her nipples. Fuck.
“Is something wrong?”
“I ... I, no.” God, she couldn’t tell him that his hands were making her hot. She couldn’t tell him that his hands were making her pussy wet. Most of all, she couldn’t tell him that she wanted him to stop because she wasn’t what she’d do if he didn’t stop.
“I think this might be a side effect that we’d better take note of.”
“Uh huh.”
“I don’t think it’s anything to worry about though.”
“Uh huh.” Oh my God. She loved it when he pulled on her nipples. Oh my God. She was so close to cumming.
“But we’ll have to keep an eye on it though.”
“Uh huh.” Oh my God. His fingers were tweaking her nipples again. Oh my God. That felt so good. Oh my God. It felt so good to have his fingers pulling on her nipples. In fact ... in fact ...
Fuck. She was cumming. She was cumming right there in her doctor’s office. Fuck. She couldn’t believe it.
“Something wrong?”
She couldn’t really tell her doctor that he’d just made her cum, could she? She shook her head. “There’s nothing wrong,” she said.
“That’s good to hear,” he said.
Fuck, he was still pulling on her nipples.
“You know though, I’d like to see you stop wearing those bras that are too small for you,” the doctor said. “It’s not good to shove your breasts into something that small.”
“Okay, doctor.”
“Other than that though, have you noticed anything else that I should report?”
Lorena shook her head.
“All right then. If you’re ready, we can go with the next set of injections.”
Considering what the first set had done to her, Lorena wasn’t sure she wanted to go to the next set but really, that was just crazy talk, she told herself. What could be wrong with what they were doing. It was just a medical experiment. That’s all it was.
Dr. Cody had the next set of vials out. “I’d tell you to take off your top and your bra but you’ve already done that, so if you’d please, put your hands on top of your head.”
Lorena meekly put her hands on top of her head and she kept them there while Dr. Cody applied the injections under her armpits.
“There you go,” the man said. “All done.”
Lorena nodded ruefully.
“You can put your arms down, Lorena.”
Lorena realized that she’d forgotten to take her hands down.
“Now just like before, we’re going to have you in here in another 48 hours. How’s that sound to you?”
“That sounds fine, Doctor.”
“And as always, you’ll call me if there are any complications.”
“Of course, Doctor.”
“Do you have any questions for me?”
She had so many questions. Was it normal for her breasts to grow like they’d done? Was it normal for them to be as sensitive as they were? Was it normal for her to cum like she’d done?
“Well?” the doctor asked.
“No, doctor,” she said. “I don’t have any questions.”
“Well all right then, run along, and remember, don’t wear bras that are too small. In fact, you might want to stop wearing bras at all.”
“Yes, doctor.”
She’d put her clothes on minus of course, the offending bra, and she’d driven herself home but all the way home, she’d felt her nipples rubbing up against the fabric of her top and as hot as her nipples were, she just couldn’t help but feel how hot it was making her. Several times, it seemed as if her pussy was on the verge of cumming just from having her nipples rubbing up against her top.
The next morning, it was clear that her nipples were even more sensitive.
Of course, all of her bras were way too small so she didn’t even bother to try and put those on but it was more than that. It was as if as soon as something touched her nipples, she started to become horny. This just couldn’t be right, could it?
She stood before the mirror and she looked at herself. She was still topless and if anything, her breasts seemed to look even bigger than they had been before. Without even thinking about she was doing, she brought her hands up and she started to play with her tits.
Fuck, that was good!
Oh yeah. Just play with her breasts. Fuck, they loved that. Oh my God. She couldn’t believe it, but she was just about to cum just from playing with her tits and her pussy fucking loved it.
Oh God, yes. Just a little bit more. Just a little ...
She gasped as her fingers finally got her off. Oh my God, she told herself. Oh my God. That was just so fucking incredible.
The next day, Dr. Cody was in his office when he received the phone call. “Doctor,” the woman said. “Doctor, I’m turning blond.”
“Excuse me,” the man said. “Who is this again?”
“It’s Lorena,” the woman said. “Lorena Sanchez. I’m turning blond.”
“Say that again, Lorena.”
“I’m turning blond, Doctor.”
“I see, and you’re telling me this because ...”
“I think it’s the drugs, Doctor.”
“What?”
“You know. The stuff you’ve been injecting me with.”
“Now, Lorena—”
“Don’t now Lorena me, Doctor. I know what it is. It’s the drugs. I know it.”
“Well, you’re scheduled to come in later today. We can check it out then.”
“No, Doctor. I want to know what we’re going to do about it. I want to know what we’re going to do now.”
“Lorena, I can’t answer that question until I examine you. You understand that, don’t you?”
All the doctor heard was silence.
“Lorena?”
“Yeah?”
“You understand that, don’t you?”
“I guess.”
“Just come in later and we’ll take care of it later.”
“I’m a Mexican girl,” Lorena protested. “My hair’s not supposed to be blond. It’s supposed to be black.”
“I understand that,” the doctor said. “But we’ll take care of that later when you get in here.”
“You promise?”
“I promise.”
“All right, doctor. I’ll see you then,” and with that, the line went dead.
Hours later when Lorena was ushered into the doctor’s office, there was little doubt of what she’d said. Her hair was most definitely turning blond. “Lorena,” the doctor said. “How are things going?”
“What do you mean? Look at me. I’m turning blond.”
“Yes, I can see that.”
“That’s all you can say for yourself? You can see that.”
“Well, it is to be expected.”
“It is?”
“Well of course. Your body is expending energy because of the hormones but that’s a good thing. What it means though is that it takes energy from the rest of the body.”
“That means my hair’s going to turn blond?”
“It might.”
“But you didn’t say anything about that.”
“And if I did, would that have made a difference?”
“It might.”
“Would it? Really? You’d give up a chance to be healthy just because you didn’t want to look like a dumb blond?”
“No, but—”
“And what’s the difference anyway. Does it really matter all that much if you’re a dumb blond.”
“What?”
“How are your tits?”
“My what?”
“Your tits? How are they? Are they any bigger?”
“Yeah.”
“Can I see them?”
“Why?”
“I’m a doctor,” the man said. “It’s all part of the examination.”
“I guess,” Lorena said hesitantly, “but doctor, I have to tell you, they’re ... they’re getting even more sensitive.”
“More sensitive? How so?”
“Do I really have to say?”
“Of course you have to say. I have to know what’s going on. What’s the matter with your tits.”
“Nothing,” Lorena said as she finally removed her halter top. “It’s just that they’re so sensitive. It’s like all I have to do is to touch them and suddenly, my pussy wants to cum.”
“You mean like if I did this,” the doctor said.
The blond couldn’t help but moan as the doctor rubbed her breasts. “Oh yes,” she moaned. “Oh yes.”
“Feels good, doesn’t it?”
“Oh yes. Um, doctor?”
“Yes?”
“Could I ... I mean, would it be possible to ... I mean, could I—”
“Don’t be shy, Lorena. Spit it out.”
“Could I see your cock?”
“Really, Lorena. That is most unprofessional.”
“I know, but ... but I really want to.”
“Well, if you really want to, and considering that this is research, I suppose I can’t say no.” The doctor sat down and then he opened his lab coat and he opened his jeans.
“Oh my God,” the blond moaned and then she was dropping down between his thighs. “Oh my God, Doctor.”
It seemed as if Dr. Cody was thinking almost the very same thing as Lorena’s mouth slid down over his shaft and he stroked her hair as her mouth went to work on his cock. “Fuck,” the man moaned. “You just keep right on doing what you’re doing, Lorena.”
There was little doubt that Lorena wasn’t going to stop. She just kept sucking and sucking even as Dr. Cody looked at the vials of medicine still there on his desk.
Fuck, that was good. That was so fucking good. If she didn’t watch out, she was going to make him ...
“Fuck,” he groaned as his cock surged and then he groaned again.
“Fuck,” he groaned as Lorena’s mouth sucked down his cum.
“Fuck,” he groaned for no reason at all.
“I can’t believe I just did that,” Lorena said when she finally pulled back.
“Indeed. It was rather out of the ordinary.”
Lorena looked at him askance. “It wasn’t out of the ordinary. It was obscene.”
“Well, I wasn’t going to say that,” the doctor said.
“You didn’t have to. I already said it.”
“So are you ready for your next treatment?”
“I don’t think I should. It’s making me ... I think it’s making me do weird things.”
Dr. Cody gave his patient a hard look. “Now, Lorena, you do realize the dangers with beginning a treatment plan and stopping it in mid-course, don’t you?”
“Yeah, but—”
“There’s no yeah-but about it. Stopping a treatment protocol in mid-stride can create problems. Your body can develop immunities to the drug. The disease can become stronger. If you try and start it up again, the body may be less willing to fight like it needs to. This is very, very dangerous.”
“But what it’s doing to me?”
“Lorena, you heard what I said. It’s dangerous. You know that.”
“I guess.”
“So you can’t stop now.”
“But doctor—”
“Lorena!”
“All right. I’ll do it.”
“Good girl. Hands on top of the head.”
Lorena did as she was instructed to do and it wasn’t long before Dr. Cody had injected the drug into her body.
“Now, usually, we meet every 48 hours but I’m going to give this dose a little longer to set in so I want to get together in four days time. How’s that sound?”
“Good, I guess.”
“How about Tuesday at five?”
“Okay.”
“Good girl, and Lorena?”
“Yeah?”
“Just as before. If you have any problems, I want to know about it, okay?”
“Okay, doctor.”
“Good. Then you’re free to go.”
Lorena stumbled out of her doctor’s office but even as she left, she couldn’t help but wonder if she’d made a big mistake. She certainly hoped she hadn’t but she was worried that she had.
It was four days later when Lorena finally returned to her doctor’s office and when she did, her doctor hardly even recognized her. “Lorena,” he said, “is that you?”
“It’s me, doctor,” the woman said.
“You-you’ve changed.”
“You noticed,” the blond said ruefully.
It was hard not to notice the changes in the girl. Well, she was still busty at least and she still had blond hair but even that had had changed from a golden blond to a more platinum shade of blond but beyond that ...
Her eyes were now blue. Not a bad match for her blond hair but considering the fact that they’d been brown before, that was certainly a change,
She was wearing a skimpy top which only barely just managed to cover her busty tits and from the way her nipples were making their presence known, it was clear she wasn’t wearing a bra.
And then there was her skirt.
Mini clearly would have been an overstatement for what she was wearing and even micro would have been pushing it a bit for the leather skirt was just so incredibly short that it really hid nothing.
“What the heck happened?” the doctor said.
“I changed.”
“Yeah, I can see that. I thought I told you to call me if there were any changes.”
“I know,” the girl said.
“Okay, and ...”
“And I didn’t call.”
“Why?”
“I guess I was embarrassed.”
“Of what?”
“You know. Of this.”
“Of what?”
“Of this,” the blond said again and her voice started to reflect her helplessness. “Of all of this. I mean look at me.”
“Mm hmm. I am looking.”
“No, I mean look at me.”
“Lorena, please. You have to understand that every drug can have certain side effects.”
“Side effects,” the blond said, her voice finally rising up out of the embarrassment that she was obviously feeling. “Side effects?” she said again. “Dr. Cody, does this seriously look like a side effect to you?”
“Well ...”
“Dr. Cody, do you know why I’m wearing this skirt?”
The doctor shook his head.
“It’s because anytime anything and everything touches my ass, my pussy just seems to go into overload and the more it happens, the more I seem to want to have it happen. Even now, even with a skirt as short as this one, my pussy seems to be on the verge of cumming. Did you know I’m not wearing any panties?”
The doctor shook his head.
“Well, I’m not. I can’t. I can’t have anything touching my ass. I never even used to use the word ass before but now I can’t stop saying it and I think that even just saying the word makes me want to cum.”
“I see.”
“And it’s not just that. I think my ass is bigger now. Bigger and rounder. More ... more bubble butty if you know what I mean.”
“I think I know what you mean,” the doctor said. “So you mean if I touched you here ...”
The blond couldn’t help but moan as she felt the man touch her bare bottom. “Oh fuck.”
“I think you like that.”
“Yes, doctor.”
“Lean over the examination table, will you?”
“Yes, doctor. Thank you, doctor.”
“So you probably would like it if I did this then?”
The girl moaned as she felt the doctor’s hands on her ass.
“Or maybe what you really want is this.”
The girl moaned as she felt the doctor slide into her pussy. “Yes,” she moaned. “Yes, yes.”
“I kind of thought you’d like it,” the man said.
“Yes, doctor. I love it, doctor.”
“That’s kind of obvious but Lorena?”
“Yes, doctor.”
“I’m going to cum.”
“I want you to, Doctor.”
“What’s that?”
“I want you to cum.”
“In your pussy, you mean.”
“Yes, doctor. In my pussy. I want you to cum in my pussy.”
“Well then ...”
The man groaned and his cock surged and even as it did, the girl bent over the examination table gasped in delight as her pussy clamped down on the cock that was filling her up with semen. “Oh my God, Doctor. Oh my God.”
“Yes?”
“It feels so good, Doctor, only ...”
“Only?”
“Only I can’t help myself, Doctor.”
“Yes?”
“Only I want more.”
“It’s only natural, Lorena.”
“It is?”
“Of course. Your body is experiencing a euphoric reaction. It’s not unlike an addiction. Of course your body wants more.”
“But I shouldn’t, Doctor.”
“Nonsense. You’ll feel better after your next injection.”
“No,” Lorena half wailed but even as the wail was coming out, Dr. Cody was injecting her into her bottom.
“There you go now. All better,” the doctor assured her.
“I don’t know if we should have done that,” Lorena said.
“Nonsense. We’ll have you back here in a couple of days and then you’ll see that that was exactly the right thing to do.”
“I don’t know,” Lorena said.
“Trust me. I’m a doctor. I know what I’m doing.”
It was a couple of days later and Lorena was back just as the doctor had told her to be and she was grateful at least that her body hadn’t undergone any more changes.
“How are you doing, Lorena?”
“I’m doing fine,” Lorena said shyly.
“Anymore changes?”
“No, Doctor.”
“See, I told you it would be fine.”
“Uh huh,” Lorena said noncommittally.
“You know, I’ve got a secret,” the doctor said.
“What?”
“There isn’t really a study.”
“What?!”
“There isn’t really a study. I just made the whole thing up.”
“But ... but why would you do that?”
The doctor shrugged. “I guess it’s simple really. I guess I just wanted to see what you’d look like with bigger tits.”
“What?!”
“I wanted to see what you’d look like with bigger tits.”
“Oh my God. I ... I can’t believe you said that to me. I’m ... oh my God ... I’m going to have you brought up on charges for this.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that.”
“God. I can’t believe this. Oh my God. You are so fucking busted, mister.”
“I suppose you’re going to have to do what you think is right, but I suppose you ought to consider something first.”
“What?”
“Hold on. Wait for it.”
“Wait for what?”
“Just wait for it.”
“What the hell am I supposed to be waiting for?”
“Just wait for it.”
“I’m done waiting,” Lorena said. “I’m done waiting for what you want. I’m ... I’m ... oh my.”
The doctor was watching her. “How are you feeling?” he asked.
“Feeling?” Lorena asked distantly.
“Yeah feeling.”
“I feel ... I feel,” and then Lorena’s voice slid into the higher registers. “I feel funny,” she said vapidly.
“But you feel good, don’t you?”
“I guess so.”
“You guess so?”
She nodded.
“Actually, you feel great.”
Well yeah. Now that he mentioned it, she did feel kind of good.
“Nothing at all to feel upset about now, is there?”
Lorena shook her head. No, there was nothing at all for her to be upset about, or at least if there was, she couldn’t remember what it was.
“Lorena,” the doctor said and then he said it again to get her attention. “Lorena?”
“Huh?”
“What are those things on your chest called?”
Lorena looked down at herself and then she looked blankly up at the doctor. “Huh?”
“The things on your chest,” the doctor said again. “What are they called?”
Once more, Lorena looked down and then her face just sort of lit up as she looked up at the doctor. “What?” she said. “You mean these. You mean my b-boobies.”
“That’s exactly what I meant.”
“They’re my boobies, Doctor.”
“They’re your big boobies.”
“They’re my big boobies,” Lorena corrected herself.
“I’ll bet you like having big boobies.”
“I love having big boobies. Big boobies are the best.”
“I’ll bet they are. I’ll bet you can’t wait to get a big cock between those big boobies.”
“You are so right about that,” Lorena said. “Um, Doctor?”
“Yes, Lorena.”
“You got a big cock, don’t you?”
“Why yes, I do.”
“Can I, um, can I see it?”
“I suppose maybe we can, but before we do—”
“Yes, doctor?”
“I think we’re going to need to make a few changes around here.”
“Changes?”
“Like with your name?”
“My name? What’s wrong with my name?”
“There’s nothing wrong with your name. It’s just that I don’t think it fits you anymore.”
“Oh. What does fit me?”
“I was thinking something like Lulu. That’s the perfect name for a little girl with big tits.”
“Lulu,” the girl said as if running the name over in her mind. “Lulu,” she said again. “I like it.”
“And no more trying to act like you’re smart anymore. Everyone knows you’re empty headed so it’s okay to giggle vapidly when you don’t know something. In fact, it’s expected and I think you’ll find it’s rather enjoyable as well.”
Lulu tried to think about what the doctor had told her but really, it was so hard. She wasn’t stupid, was she? Or maybe she was, but even if she was, wasn’t it kind of mean for her doctor to tell her that, but then still, he was her doctor. Wouldn’t she want him to tell her the truth? And besides, he had a med school diploma thingy. That meant he was smart so maybe he was right. It was all so confusing.
And that’s when she giggled.
It was cool, kind of. It was cool to giggle. Okay, maybe she didn’t really have a thought in her head but if she giggled, then maybe people would like know it, like they didn’t know that already, but maybe if she giggled, no one would bother asking her anything she didn’t actually know.
She giggled again and she found she liked it. She liked to giggle.
“Lulu?”
“Huh.”
“One more thing.”
“What’s that?”
“You like my cock. In fact, you like it a lot.”
Well of course, she did, Lulu thought. Why shouldn’t she like her doctor’s cock.
“It’s the best cock for you and it’s so healthy for you.”
Well of course it was, Lulu thought. He was a doctor and he was supposed to know stuff like that so if he said it was healthy, it had to be healthy, and she giggled at the thought of that.
“You need my cock. You need to get fucked by it every day.”
Well of course, she did. She needed that cock. She needed it every day.
“And of course, there’s no time like the present to get what you need, is there, Lulu?”
Lulu giggled even as she nodded her assent. It was so good that she had a doctor who was going to take such good care of her. It just didn’t get any better than that.