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This is a revised version of the story that I published on Smashword starting back in 2014. It is rewritten with much-added material. However, I did have to age up some of the characters so no one is underage in this version.

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Sunday, July 15th, 2013 – Dr. Willow FoxTail – South Hill, WA

I walked through my clinic, inspecting the finishing touches to the remodel, the scent of new paint almost overwhelming. Everything was looking great, which was a good thing, because tomorrow was Monday and the grand opening of the Women’s Health Organization for Reproductive Empowerment. We were a charity gynecological clinic chartered to provide free OB/GYN services to poor girls.

And to find a few, beautiful, young women who might want to serve Mark and Mary.

It wasn’t a big clinic. There was a small reception area with a few chairs, the newest magazines sitting on a glass coffee table, and a windowed counter where Jayda, my receptionist, would work. Behind the counter were the filing cabinets where patient records would be stored.

Jayda was setting up her computer, a frown spoiling the beauty of her innocent-looking face. She was young, only twenty, and very pretty. She was my favorite of the four women that worked for me. Today she wore a pair of old jeans and a loose shirt. A silver choker was around her neck that read: “Willow’s Gal.”

All my workers wore the chokers. Besides Jayda, there were three nurses: Hayfa, a dusky skinned Arab with beautiful, dark eyes; Madalyn, a strawberry-blonde cutie with huge breasts; and Thi, a doll-faced Vietnamese woman with a beautiful smile. All four women were volunteers from the Church of the Living Gods, eager to serve their Gods and gain eternal beauty.

Apparently, getting bound with the Zimmah spell was something many of the worshipers aspired to.

I did not get why anyone would worship Mark and Mary.

Maybe it was because I knew firsthand that they weren’t Gods, just humans who made a dark pact with the Devil and consorted with other demons. They could have put a stop to being worshiped. But it played to their vanity, particularly Mark’s, who had an ego the size of Jupiter. I used to be one of their sex slaves, but after the attack last month, the pair grew a conscience. They freed all of us sluts, as they called us, and I decided to work for them, running their clinic. The perks were great; I had four beautiful women that were eager to share my bed.

Particularly young, fresh-faced Jayda.

I walked down the hallway that led back to my office, the three exam rooms, a bathroom, a small laboratory, and a breakroom. I squeezed past a few Church volunteers who were just finishing painting the walls an eggshell white. Each exam room was furnished with exam tables, counters, and shelves full of all the supplies necessary for a clinic. My three nurses were going through the inventory of each room, making sure we had everything ready for the grand opening.

I paused as I stared at the exam table, picturing a young woman just coming into her sexuality. I would spread her legs and examine her young pussy covered only by a sparse mat of hair. She would be nervous yet trusting as she experiences her first gynecological examination. She would shudder as I probed her vagina carefully with my fingers, looking for abnormalities. All the while I would be enjoying the feel of her innocent womanhood on my fingers as I carefully brought her to an orgasm.

I was getting wet just thinking about it.

I developed that fantasy in medical school. The first time I gave a pelvic exam, it hit me. I felt guilty at first. How could I get so aroused at the thought of molesting my young patients? I was straight, dating Yancy at the time, and I couldn’t understand why I would have such disgusting fantasies. I tried to suppress them, to forget about them. I married Yancy, even though I wasn’t happy with the relationship, trying to convince myself that I was. He was a great guy, and I tried so hard to make our marriage work.

And then Mark and Mary came along and they awakened me to pleasures I had only fantasized about.

When Mary sat on my exam table and spread her legs, I had been shocked to see Mark’s cum leaking out of her pussy. With a few words, Mary had convinced me to molest her as I performed my exam. I remembered how she shuddered so deliciously as I brought her to an orgasm.

After that, I started to realize I was gay.

These last few weeks, living with my nurses and Jayda, I found just how satisfying being with a woman could be. No wonder I was never happy with Yancy. I had been living a lie. Deep, deep inside me I must have known the truth. I was a lesbian, and my conscious brain just refused to see the signs.

Tomorrow, I was going to experience my darkest, most depraved fantasy. I was going to molest one of my patients. I just needed one thing, and hopefully Sam could help me out. I sighed; I had been putting off going to see her. The disgusting woman was always leering at me, stroking that vile cock she created for herself.

“Is that computer ready, Jayda?” I asked as I walked back up front.

“Yes, Mistress,” Jayda answered. It was so delicious to hear someone call you “Mistress.” No wonder Mark and Mary made us all their slaves.

I would have done the same if I had their power.

I left the nurses to finish getting things ready as Jayda and I headed outside. We hopped into my red Prius parked out front in my personal space. Sam would want something to pay for what I needed, and I have seen her leer at Jayda. Hopefully, she would be enough; I would hate to have to get fucked by Sam’s freakish dick.

The drive to Mountain View Estate took only a few minutes. The bodyguards waved me in at the entrance, dressed in their slutty cop outfits. My eyes lingered on their figures, loving the way their breasts just seemed about to spill out of their half-unbuttoned blouses.

Mark and Mary owned the entire neighborhood. The only people that lived on the block were their families and employees. They gave me 2911 Mountain View Terrace, third house on the right, that I shared with my three nurses and Jayda. I pulled into the garage and sighed.

“You ready?”

“Of course, Mistress,” she beamed at me. Was the slut eager to be fucked by Sam’s obscene clit-dick.

No, she was just eager to obey me.

“Let’s go.”

Sam lived at the second house on the right, just around the bend in the road. We walked next door, and I knocked on the wooden door, stained a dark red, with frosted windows. I waited for a minute, grabbed the brass knocker on the door and rapped it again.

“Are they home, Mistress?”

I ground my teeth and knocked again. “I hope so.”

I heard soft footsteps, then Candy, Sam’s plaything, opened the door naked and unashamed. Nudity was common on the block. She was a young, curvy woman with hazel eyes and a playful smile on her lips. Her hair was dyed garishly: half cotton-candy blue the other half bubblegum pink.

“I need to speak to Sam,” I said with a commanding, brusque tone.

Candy licked her lips suggestively and giggled. “Is that all you really need? Maybe you need to use her special tool.”

“Wipe that grin off your face and tell Sam it’s important,” I ordered.

“Fine,” Candy pouted and flounced off, her tight rear wiggling delightfully as she walked up the stairs. A moment later she returned and invited us in and led us to the living room. “Would you like anything to drink?”

“White wine,” I said, sitting down on the couch.

“Just a coke for me,” Jayda said, sitting beside me.

Candy smiled bitchily at us and pointed at the kitchen. “Feel free to get it yourself.”

I glowered at her and was about to say something when Sam sauntered in, a smug smile on her lips.

“Well, well, I’m surprised to see you here, Dr. WolfTail,” Sam said. She was naked, her dark-olive skin glistening with beaded water, her short, blue-black hair damp, and her filthy cock swinging between her legs. “I thought you wanted nothing to do with my ‘disgusting growth’? Right? That’s what you said.” Her eyes narrowed.

“Yes, well, I need something for the clinic,” I replied, trying to sound diplomatic. “For their clinic.” We both served Mark and Mary. She had to remember that.

Sam sat down next to Candy, fingered a strand of blue hair, then pulled her plaything’s head down to her lap. Candy opened her mouth, eagerly sucking Sam’s cock into her lips. Sam leaned back, smiling at me. I tried my best to hide my disgust.

It wasn’t natural, a woman having a cock, but Sam loved to flaunt what she gave herself.

My pussy grew hot anyways. The sounds Candy made, moaning her delight, her wet slurps, hardened my nipples. My cheeks grew warm. I tried not to show any reaction as I stared at her cock thrusting from the folds of her pussy, her small breasts jiggling as she sighed.

“What do you need, Dr. WolfTail?” Her voice was throaty with pleasure.

“Well, Ms. Soun, I need something to make the young girls biddable,” I said, thighs crossed tightly. “To keep them relaxed and docile, and to leave no bad memories of their examination.”

Sam’s grin turned hungry. “You want something to let you molest the girls you exam?”

I nodded stiffly.

“That hardly seems like something Mark or Mary would want you to do.” Sam grinned at me. “That sounds strictly for personal pleasure”

“They need me to find them girls,” I answered, not flinching from her gaze. “Willing girls to work for them. I need to make sure they are…responsive.”

Sam laughed wickedly, her fingers sliding through Candy’s hair. “I can arrange that. For a price.”

“What?” I asked, trying to ignore the slut’s sloppy blowjob. Candy bobbed her mouth up and down, saliva dribbling down Sam’s shaft.

“Well, I need a volunteer to test my amulets on,” Sam answered.

“What?” I asked in surprise. “I thought those weren’t working yet.” Sam was working on amulets that could deflect bullets. She promised they would be better than a bulletproof vest, if she could only figure out how to get them to work.

“It’s possible they don’t work because I’ve only tried them on mannequins. But, if I had a living person to shoot at…” Sam shrugged. “That might make it work.”

“Absolutely not,” I snapped. “Shoot at one of the bodyguards. That’s what they’re good for.”

A suggestive look crept into Sam’s eyes. “Well, I know you think my cock is disgusting, but if you give me a blowjob, that’ll cover it. And swallow, of course. I like a girl that swallows.”

I hated how much it actually appealed to me. I had sucked Mark’s cock enough to know how. And she was a woman. But I wouldn’t give her that satisfaction. I kept my face calm and motioned to my sex slave. “How about Jayda gives you one?”

Sam eyed the girl, who blushed prettily. Jayda squirmed, clearly turned on. “I’ll need more than a blowjob from her. I want her for the week.”

“The night,” I countered. “I need her for the clinic.”

Sam grinned. “For the night. But I get to use all of her.”

“Of course,” I said, shuddering to think what this hermaphroditic freak would do to my sweet Jayda. But I wanted to molest a sweet, young girl too much to balk at her price.

Sam pushed Candy off her cock. “You know what to buy?” Sam asked.

Candy nodded.

“Good, go.” Candy scurried off while Sam crooked her finger at Jayda. “Why don’t you come suck my cock. And take that choker off. You are my slut for the night.”

Jayda glanced at me, and I nodded. “Obey her like you would me.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I stood up as Jayda took off her choker, handing it to me. I pocketed it, watching my slave kneel before Sam. Jayda grabbed the cock and, hesitantly, started licking it. Her tongue traveled up to the dark crown, swirling about the sensitive skin, making Sam groan.

“I’ll expect my magic, and Jayda, by seven tomorrow morning.”

“Oh yes,” Sam moaned, stroking Jayda’s honey-brown hair.

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Monday, July 16th, 2013

I was tired when I woke up to the ringing of my alarm cock at 5:30 AM. Hayfa, my Arabic nurse, slumbered exhausted next to me. The room still smelled of hot pussy. I was so excited for tomorrow I couldn’t sleep. So I spent half the night fucking her with the largest strap-on dildo I had. I used every hole the poor girl had, trying to wear myself out.

I was so excited to finally live my dream, I just couldn’t fall asleep.

Finally, I passed out from exhaustion.

In a daze, I stumbled from the bed, hating the alarm clock. I readied myself, showering, applying makeup, choosing the perfect outfit—a tight, gray skirt and violet blouse. At seven, I walked over to Sam’s house. I had to knock four times before Candy answered the door.

“Morning,” she yawned. “Mmm, we were up so late last night. Your Jayda’s a screamer.”

I ground my teeth. “Well?”

“Follow,” Candy shrugged and led me upstairs to Sam’s bedroom.

The freak and Jayda were sprawled on the rumpled sheets. Cum stained my sex slaves hair and leaked out of her cunt and ass. She was sleeping softly and yawned when Sam woke her up with a kiss. I wasn’t pleased to see Jayda kissing Sam back so eagerly.

“Go home and get that disgusting cum cleaned off your body,” I ordered Jayda, my pussy growing hot again. Sam’s cock swelled as she stared at me, her pink clit turning into a dusky shaft. “And put your choker back on, slut.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Jayda squeaked as she darted from the room.

Sam’s grin made me grind my teeth. So smug and pleased with herself. “Mmm, she was wild. She loved my cock.”

“I’m glad she pleased you,” I said, voice tight. “Do you have it?”

Sam waved to Candy, who snagged a brown paper bag off the dresser. She thrust it into my hands, and then threw herself on the bed, diving beneath the covers. My hands trembling, I opened the bag and peered inside.

At incense sticks.

“Really?” I asked Sam, arching an eyebrow.

“Aromatherapy is a very old practice,” Sam answered. “When burned, anyone not bound by the Zimmah spell will be very docile and will let you do whatever you want to them. Afterward, they’ll think it was all just a daydream. A very pleasant daydream.”

“There are only fifteen in here,” I complained, counting the sticks.

“One for every time your sweet Jayda made me cum,” Sam grinned, stroking her hardening cock. “If you want more, just let me poke her a few times.”

“You’re disgusting,” I sneered.

She laughed derisively. “You’re the one looking to molest your patients. Now, if you don’t mind, I need to get some sleep. Jayda and I didn’t get much rest at all last night.”

Sam’s wicked laugh followed me out of her bedroom. I didn’t care. I had what I wanted.

An hour later, I was excited to try out the magical incense. Energy burst in me as we readied the clinic ready for our first patient. Word of a free clinic was out, and we were booked full of patients for the first two weeks. At 9 PM, the first patient was led back to the exam.

I trembled, waiting for the nurse to come and fetch me to do the exam. I squirmed, the wait unbearable Finally, Thi appeared, knocking on the door. I arched my eyebrow questioningly, and she shook her head in answer.

“Sorry, Doctor.”

I saw what she meant when I arrived at the exam room. The first patient was a disappointment, fat and homely. I rushed through the exam as fast as possible.

By the time I saw my fifth patient, I was despairing of ever seeing even a moderately attractive woman walk in. Sighing, I walked to Exam Room 3, grabbing the chart that hung on the door. I gave a quick read through the patient’s medical history, sexual history, and the vitals that Madalyn had took. Armed with knowledge, I walked into the room, putting on the professional smile I liked to give my patients, and almost stopped in surprise.

She was perfect.

“Doctor,” she squeaked.

I glanced down at the chart again. Cindy Mayflower, eighteen, and a virgin. My pussy clenched.

She was here for her first ever gynecological exam, nervous and trying to hide it with a shy smile. Her blonde hair was long and gave her face a waifish cast. Her green eyes sparkled, and she relaxed when she saw me. She wore an examination gown, her clothes carefully folded on a seat. I eyed her body. Her breasts were small mounds, little A cups, and her legs were slim and beautiful with a pair of cute, ankle socks fringed in lace covering her dainty feet.

“Hi, I’m Dr. WolfTail,” I greeted. “But you can call me Dr. Willow.”

She nodded. “Okay, Dr. Willow.”

“Relax, relax,” I told her. “I won’t hurt you. Do you like incense? I find that the pleasant smell can help relax a patient.”

“Sure,” Cindy said, squirming, still fighting those nerves.

“Nurse,” I said.

“Yes, Doctor,” Madalyn smiled at me.

She moved to the drawer where five of Sam’s incense sticks were kept, along with an incense burner Jayda bought this morning. Madalyn lit it with a lighter. In seconds, a pleasant, lavender smell filled the room. It wouldn’t affect my nurse or myself, we were both bound to Mark with the Zimmah spell. But Cindy wasn’t. I smiled as she breathed the pleasant aroma in deeply and then relaxed.

“That’s lovely,” Cindy murmured, voice a little sleepy.

“Well, let’s get that exam gown off,” I said brusquely.

“Oh, really?” Cindy flushed.

“Yes. Madalyn, why don’t you help her?”

“Absolutely, Doctor,” Madalyn smiled, taking Cindy’s hand and pulling her gently to her feet. “Let’s just get this coarse thing off of you. I bet it’s making your little nipples itch.”

“I guess,” blushed Cindy, not resisting.

My pussy clenched. This was working.

The eighteen-year-old virgin held up her arms as Madalyn pulled the gown off the girl’s body. The warmth spread from my pussy, making me shiver. Cindy was absolutely to die for. Her breasts were little bumps topped by small, pink nipples. Her hips had only a hint of curves, a late bloomer. I almost groaned at the wisps of blonde hair sprouting on her pubic mound.

“You are such a beautiful girl,” I breathed. “So innocence and delicious.”

“I am?” Cindy asked. “I mean, I’m so flat. Every other girl has bigger breast than me. I don’t even have to wear a bra. Not really.”

“I think they’re just perfect,” Madalyn told her, and my nurse boldly ran her finger around Cindy’s small mound, tracing up to her nipple. Cindy shivered, her nipple hardening.

Cindy glanced at Madalyn, eyeing the well-endowed nurse with a bit of envy. “You really think so?”

“I think she wants to see your tits, Nurse,” I purred.

“Yes, Doctor.” Madalyn said “Doctor” the same way Jayda said “Mistress.” I loved it.

Cindy bit her lip and then her green eyes widened in surprise as Madalyn pulled off her sky-blue scrub top, exposing a large pair of heavy breasts. They jiggled as they spilled out, nipples so hard, thrusting at the girl.

“They’re so big,” Cindy breathed. “Your areolas are so wide. Wider than a silver dollar.”

Madalyn pressed her arms against the sides of her big boobs, forcing the fleshy mounds together. She shook them teasingly at Cindy. “You can touch them, dearie,” Madalyn purred. “Please.”

Cindy hesitantly reached out and gently squeezed a handful of Madalyn’s tits. “Wow,” she whispered as she kneaded. “They’re so soft. Mine are so firm.”

“Do you like them?” the nurse asked.

Cindy nodded her head. “They feel so nice in my hand.”

“Well, Cindy, let’s check your heart and lungs,” I said. “Back up on the table.”

“Yes, Doctor. “Cindy hopped back on the table.

I grabbed my stethoscope and placed it on her chest. She gasped as my stethoscope touched the edge of her left areola as I listened for her heartbeat. “That’s cold, Doctor.”

“Sorry,” I grinned, as I listened to her heart. It beat strong, fast, excited. Perfect.

Then I listened to her breathing. My hand brushed against her hard nipples as I moved the stethoscope around, savoring her drawing in deep breaths and sticking out those small mounds of delicious tits. Everything sounded fine, but I let myself linger a little longer, moving around her breasts and enjoying the little shudders that passed through her body every time I caressed her nipple.

“Now lets listen from behind,” I told her, my right hand pressing the stethoscope against her back. My left cupped her right breast, feeling her firm mound. “Now breathe in.”

“Yes, Doctor,” she said, so placid, so eager to obey. She didn’t mind my hand on her tit at all. The incense was working so well.

“Now, let me give you a breast exam.” It was completely unnecessary at her age, but I just wanted to play with those small breasts.

I smelled the spicy scent of her arousal as I moved around to the front. I gently cupped her left breast with my hand, kneading the soft flesh as I “examined” her. I enjoyed the feel of her firm, budding tit, loving the way she squirmed and sighed. I was making her body so hot.

“Everything feels healthy,” I murmured. “Now I have to check your nipple’s sensitivity.”

“Okay, Doctor Willow,” she smiled, her cheeks flushed.

I took my fingers and gently pinched her nipple, rolling the hard, little nub between my fingers. “How does that feel, Cindy?”

“It feels good. It makes me tingle.”

“Where?”

Her face turned crimson. She whispered, “My cunny.”

“Good, good,” I smiled, tweaking her nub again, bringing a gasp from her lips. “You have very responsive nipples. You’re supposed to tingle down in your cute cunny when they’re touched.”

I switched to her other breast, massaging the firm flesh as I pretended to search for lumps. Her breathing grew heavier. She squirmed as her lust mounted. I bent down and sucked her right nipple into my lips, swirling my tongue around the nub.

“Oh, Doctor Willow!” she gasped. “What are you doing?”

“Checking your nipple,” I answered, looking up at her eyes. I stroked her sides and licked her nub. “I need to know if you respond to oral stimulation. We want to know that your body is developing properly. Right?”

“Oh,” she answered then sighed as I went back to sucking at her nipple.

I loved her nipple, feeling the little nub between my lips, loving the way she squirmed. My pussy was on fire. All my fantasies playing out. It was worth it severing Mark and Mary for this delicious treat. I pressed my thighs together, sucking as much of her nipple into her mouth as I could, engulfing plenty of areola.

“Mmm, that feels really good,” she purred, her voice languorous. “Down there. My cunny.”

“Excellent,” I smiled after popping my lips off her nipple. “You’re a very responsive young woman.”

“My cunny feels all wet,” Cindy said with alarm.

“Your body is just responding to the stimulation,” I said. “It’s very natural.” She was very sexually naive. Not a lot of experience despite being eighteen. “That’s just your natural lubricants readying you for sex.”

“Oh,” she said. Then her eyes widened. “During the exam?”

“Arousing you is the best way to know that your body reacts properly. And it is reacting properly if you have a wet cunny.” I gave her a smile.

She blushed and smiled back.

I sat down on my exam stool while Madalyn guided Cindy’s legs into the stirrups. I rolled my stool to the foot of the exam table, staring up her spread-apart thighs. I groaned at the sight. Her pussy was flushed and damp with her arousal. She had a tight slit, no labia minora peeking out, and her clitoral glans was tiny, just peeking out of her clitoral hood.

“You are a lucky girl,” I told her. “You probably won’t need to use lube when you have sex.”

I glanced at her face and she had managed to flush even redder. She jumped as my finger gently traced her labia majora, enjoying the silky feel of her almost bare lips. She bit her lower lip, her eyes wide as she stared at me. I grinned back, tracing the edge of her slit, up around her clitoris, and back down the other side. Her juices accumulated on my finger. When I finished my trace, I held up my finger, examining the clear, slick liquid. I rubbed it between my fingers then licked them slowly, tasting her spicy flavor.

“Oh my gosh,” Cindy whispered. “You tasted it!”

“Your vaginal lubrication appears healthy,” I told her, loving her flavor. “No strange color, odor, or flavor.” I paused and smiled at her. “In fact, you taste just delicious.”

“That’s good,” Cindy said weakly.

“Now, I’m just going to do a visual examination.” I used my fingers to spread open her labia majora. She was pink and wet inside, her labia minora small and swollen. Her hymen was intact, a ring of virginal flesh around a small opening. I shone my penlight inside, staring at her untouched, pink walls.

Everything looked fine, so I let myself stroke her labia minora. “How does this feel?”

She quivered with pleasure, her voice thick with arousal. “Very nice, Doctor.”

“Good, good,” I told her, tracing the folds of her pussy around her vaginal opening. Then I reached her small clitoris and gently rubbed it. She jumped as the pleasure surged through her youthful body. “And how about that?”

“Oh my gosh, what did you just touch?” she asked in awe.

“That is your clitoris,” I told her. “Do you masturbate?”

“Not really,” Cindy answered. “Sometimes I rub against a pillow.”

“Well, your clitoris has more tactile nerve endings then any other spot on your body,” I told her. “Masturbation is a very healthy activity. You should do it as often as you like.”

“Oh, okay,” she said. She was so cute with her face flushed in embarrassment.

“Now I’m going to do a bimanual examination. I’m going to insert two fingers inside your vagina and then press onto your groin with my other hand to detect any abnormalities. So just relax.”

“Okay, Doctor.”

She drew in her breath as I gently slid two fingers into her tight, virgin hole, slipping through her hymen. Her flesh engulfed me. She shuddered as my naked fingers sank into her depths. It was wonderful to feel my patient directly without any latex in between our flesh.

“You’re quite tight,” I told her. “And very warm and silky. Your hymen is still intact. I can break through it for you. It will let your first sexual encounter with a boy be more pleasurable, or allow you to use dildos while masturbating.”

I gently slid my fingers in and out of her, allowing my thumb to brush her clitoris. “Oh, um, I guess. If you think… Oh, that feels nice, Doctor.” Her eyes fluttered before she gathered herself. “If you think removing my hymen is for the best.”

“I do,” I told her. “After the examination is finished.”

I gently pressed on her groin, feeling for any abnormalities. I kept up my shallow fingering, enjoying Cindy’s sweet moans. Feeling wicked, I stroked her clitoris with my thumb, rubbing it with gentle circles. Cindy was squirming on the exam table, tossing her head and arching her back as sweet pleasure flowed through her body. The paper on the exam table crinkled as it stuck to her sweaty back.

My own pussy was on fire. Fingering her cunt, hearing her sweet moans, molesting her on my exam table sent waves of hot pleasure through me. I groaned, licking my lips, watching her tender breasts jiggle as she squirmed.

“Mmm, everything is feeling real good,” I panted. “Nice and wet and juicy. So juicy. You are just overflowing.”

“T-Thank you, Doctor,” she moaned, her pussy clenching on my fingers. The stirrups groaned as her legs spasmed. “I think… Oh, Doctor, something’s building in me.”

“Perfectly natural,” I told her, my pussy clenching.

I couldn’t resist touching myself. I pulled up my skirt with my left hand and pushed aside my gray, silk panties. I stroked up and down my pussy lips, my thick pubic hair matted with my excitement. I groaned as I gave myself a bimanual examination.

I pumped my fingers in and out of my cunt with the same rhythm. I groaned, stirring myself to a froth as I plundered her virgin pussy. Her hymen was stretched around my fingers, the ring just aching to be broken. My thick dildo would pop her cherry.

“Doctor,” she groaned. “I…I… What’s happening?”

“You’re building to your pleasure,” I grinned at her, my pussy clenching on my fingers. Oh, she was so much tighter than my cunt. It was so exciting to probe my fingers into her depths.

“Oh my gosh, Doctor,” Cindy panted, bucking and groaning, her little titties jiggling. “Oh my gosh, that’s so amazing! Oh, yes, yes! Please don’t stop.” Her voice rose in volume as she neared her first orgasm. “Oh, gosh, yes!”

My pussy clenched on my fingers. This was so hot. “Nurse, the patient is growing too loud, give her something to occupy her mouth.”

Madalyn smiled. “I know just the thing, Doctor.” Madalyn moved to the head of the exam table, stroking Cindy’s face. The nurse presented her heavy breast and fat nipple to Cindy’s lips, cooing, “Suck it, dearie. That’ll make you feel even more wonderful. Nothing like cumming with a nipple in your mouth.”

Cindy licked her lips, eyeing the hard nipple hovering over her face. I gave her clitoris a nice stroke with my thumb. She shivered in pleasure, her pussy clenching on my fingers. Then, with a moan, she opened her lips and engulfed Madalyn’s fat nipple, sucking instinctively. Madalyn purred in pleasure, stroking Cindy’s blonde hair.

“That’s it, dearie.”

I groaned, my eyes flicking from Cindy’s cheeks hollowing as she sucked to my fingers plunging in and out of her virgin cunt. I licked my lips. She smelled so heavenly, I just had to taste her. I bent down and licked at her slit around my plunging fingers. I sucked her slim labia minora into my lips and rubbed the tip of my nose gently against her clitoris.

I pulled my fingers out of her tight pussy, and buried my tongue into the hole in her hymen, probing her and drinking her spicy juices. She sucked louder on Madalyn’s nipple, the sweet thing’s eyes dancing wild, her legs twitching.

“Oh, you are going to cum so hard on the doctor’s lips, dearie.” Madalyn let out a purring moan. “You lucky girl. You’ll remember this exam for the rest of your life. Just let yourself go.”

Cindy’s hips bucked, smearing her virgin cunt on my lips. I wrapped my right arm around her leg, holding her down and pinching her clitoris at the same time. Those delicious, spicy juices flowed out of her cunt as she moaned about the nurse’s nipple, her pleasure growing, swelling.

I fucked my fingers in and out of my pussy, feeling my orgasm build as I pleasured young Cindy. My tongue wiggled deep into her pussy. My finger rolled her clit, making her buck harder. She sucked harder on Madalyn’s nipple, engulfing almost all of my nurse’s areola.

“Yes, dearie. Let yourself go. Cum!”

Cindy bucked and moaned.

A sudden flood of spicy juices filled my lips. I dug my fingers into my cunt, searching for my G-spot. I shuddered as I found it, my tongue licking through my cumming patient’s pussy. Her eyes squeezed shut, hands balled into tiny fists as her legs thrashed in the stirrups.

I made her cum. I molested my eighteen-year-old, virginal patient and made her explode.

My pussy clenched as I massaged my G-spot. I shuddered. And joined patient

I delight poured through my body. I squirmed on my stool as my orgasm exploded out of my pussy. Waves washed into my mind. Shot through me. I snapped my head out, moaning my pleasure. I had finally done it. I had molested my patient to an orgasm.

It was wonderful.

Cindy’s lips popped off Madalyn’s nipple. The young girl thrashed, panting. Her head tossed back and forth. I stared at her, savoring her pleasure as my own peaked. My pussy clenched a final time on my fingers. And then I pulled them out.

“Wow,” Cindy panted. A happy smile crossed her lips.

“Yep.” I pulled my fingers from my pussy and stood. I headed for the cabinet.

“How was that, dearie?” Madalyn grinned.

“It was… Wow! Was that an orgasm?” Cindy asked as my nurse walked over to me.

“Yes,” I told her. Then I kissed Madalyn, her tongue eagerly tasting Cindy’s juices. “Now, let’s remove your hymen, okay?”

Cindy nodded her head, her fingers reaching down and rubbing at her pussy. I shrugged out of my white doctor’s coat then unbuttoned my blouse. Cindy was too preoccupied with playing with her pussy, exploring her folds and crevasses, to notice. She smiled excitedly when she found her clitoris.

Madalyn unlocked a drawer and pulled out the strap-on dildo. Every exam room was stocked with a variety of sex toys for just such an occasion. Madalyn came up behind me, unhooking my bra. After she helped me out of my skirt and then pulled my panties down, she slid the strap-on up my legs. Cindy finally noticed I was naked, her eyes widening as she saw the purple dildo that Madalyn adjusted to press on my clitoris.

“What are you doing, Doctor?” Cindy asked fearfully.

“Preparing to remove your hymen,” I told her with a smile. “The strap-on dildo is the perfect tool.”

She bit her lip, looking unsure.

“Dildos have a long history of medical uses,” I explained. “They were commonly prescribed to women to cure ‘female hysterics.’ Sexist, I know, but a young girl like you shouldn’t keep her lust bottled up. So relax, it will be over quickly. And, I think, you’ll have another orgasm.”

That brought a brief smile to her lips before the fear returned.

I walked towards her and let her drink in my beauty. My skin was a beautiful, cinnamon shade, from my Native American heritage. I was a member of the Puyallup Tribe of Indians. My breasts jiggled and swayed as I walked, my nipples dark and hard. I pursed my lips—I had been told they were sensuous—my face framed by long, black hair.

“We’re really doing this,” she gasped as I touched her pale thigh, stroking her.

“Uh-huh,” I nodded, savoring the feel of her. “Time to lose that hymen. You’ll thank me.”

She was still in the stirrups as I mounted the exam table, the paper covering crinkling beneath my knees. Cindy’s eyes were glued to the violet dildo as it moved closer and closer to her virgin pussy. Her budding tits heaved as I leaned over her, my breasts dragging across her stomach then to her chest. My black hair fell in a curtain about my face as I stared down at her green eyes.

“Shh,” I whispered as she opened her mouth to speak. “Relax.

I bent down and captured her lips with a gentle kiss. Her lips were stiff as I kissed her, nibbling gently, and she slowly relaxed, kissing me back. It was such a sweet kiss. I savored it, her eyes closing as she sighed.

Distracted by the kiss, I guided the plastic cock to the entrance of her pussy. I rubbed it on her slit. She stiffened momentarily beneath me as I brushed the hymen. The dildo was thicker than my two fingers. I kept kissing her, rubbing her labia majora and clitoris with the dildo until she relaxed again.

I felt her hymen again, pushing just enough to stretch it. She shuddered beneath me. I broke the kiss and whispered, “Are you ready, Cindy?”

“Is it going to hurt?”

I licked her ear, “Just a bit, sweetie. And then it will feel wonderful.”

“Okay, Doctor.” I could hear the trust in her voice. She would do anything for me. Thank you incense.

I thrust my hips, pressing the dildo against her hymen. The base drove back into my clit, pleasure tingling throughout my body. Cindy winced as the toy tore through her hymen, the tip burying several inches into her once-virgin hole.

Her eyes widened, staring down at the toy thrusting into her flesh. Realization struck her. She was a woman now. I smiled at her, not moving, letting her tight cunt get used to the girth as I kissed her face, my lips brushing lips and nose and cheeks.

“See,” I cooed. “Relax and this will be wonderful.”

I kissed her mouth and was delighted when she relaxed immediately and her tongue pressed into my mouth. I met her with mine, loving the feel as her hips moved beneath me, her body shifting, eager to be fucked.

She moaned as I pumped my hips. I gave her slow, gentle thrusts. The toy pushed deeper and deeper into her cunt, stretching her out more and more as she shuddered beneath me. She moaned, kissing me harder as her passions rose.

I broke the kiss. “How is it?”

“Wonderful, Doctor,” she panted.

I smiled as I pumped my hips faster, harder, her cunt relaxing, stretching about the girth. She sighed in pleasure as the dildo rubbed against her sensitive walls. Her hips undulated, fucking me back. Her body squirmed, our nipples brushing, kissing, bringing small gasps from her lips.

Every time I pushed into her, the dildo pressed against my clit. Every stroke sent new sparks shuddering through me. As my pleasure built, I needed more sensation on my clit, so I started fucking this sweet girl faster and faster. The table rocked beneath us, our flesh slapping together as my strokes pounded her.

She could take it. Pussies were elastic.

“Oh, gosh,” she sighed. “Oh, Doctor, that feels amazing! No wonder people like sex.”

“Yeah,” I told her. “Mmm, want to try a different position?”

“Yes,” she nodded, eager for more sensations

I sat up, hooking her legs with my arms, pushing them up higher and changing the angle I thrust into her vagina. I fucked into her, watching the pleasure cross her face, my tits bouncing before me. She groaned, paper crinkling beneath her as she writhed her shoulders.

“How’s that?” I asked, my pussy swelling with my approaching orgasm.

“Ohh, you’re rubbing different spots. Mmm, I like it.” She licked her lips. Her eyes locked on my tits. “Your breasts are bouncing.”

“Touch them,” I moaned, my nipples aching.

Her hand stretched out and the former virgin’s cupped my left breast. She gave it a squeeze, smiling, savoring her second pair of breasts today. She moved her thumb to brush my nipple. I groaned as the pleasure tingled through me.

“Wow, they feel so nice,” she moaned. “Soft yet firm somehow. I want to have tits like that someday.”

“Mmm, pinch my nipples,” I gasped, pumping harder at her vagina.

She did, rolling the nub between thumb and finger. Electric pleasure tingled from my tit as her fingers pinched and played with my dark nipple. My clit throbbed with my nipple, my hips hammering her flesh, making her tits jiggle.

A low hum suddenly filled the room.

Cindy and I looked to my right. Madalyn, fully naked now, had her legs spread obscenely as she rubbed a small finger vibrator over her thick pussy lips and clitoris. She was shaved bald, her head thrown back as she moaned softly, her strawberry-blonde hair falling loosely about her shoulders.

“Wow.” Cindy stared transfixed at the huge, heaving breasts as Madalyn pleasured herself.

“You like big tits?” I asked her.

“They’re just so large and round. I’m so jealous.”

I reached out, kneading her budding breast. “Mmm, but yours are just so cute.”

I wished I was limber enough to lean over and suck on her nipple while fucking her deflowered cunt. Instead, I pinched her nipple. Her body twitched, hips bucking harder against my thrust as I rolled her small, pink nub.

“I’m feeling funny again!” Cindy moaned. “I think I’m gonna orgasm again. Oh, shoot! Oh shoot! Something’s building inside me. I am!”

“Cum, dearie,” Madalyn purred, rubbing her clit with the vibrator. “I want to watch that innocent face of yours contort as you cum.”

“Yes, yes! I’m cumming! Oh shoot!” Cindy bucked beneath me.

I released her nipple and seized her hips. I thrust hard into her cumming snatch. She kept moaning wordlessly. I kept fucking her as she came. I rose up on my arms, watching the cute teen as she bucked on the exam table, the paper covering crinkling as she writhed in pleasure. Her green eyes flashed as her eyelids fluttered with her pleasure.

My own orgasm was nearing, threatening to explode. I thrust into her, the dildo grinding pleasurably hard on my clit, then I pulled out and thrust in again. In and out, every thrust fueling the fire, keeping her cumming.

“Doctor,” she squeaked as she thrashed. Her small breasts jiggled. “Oh, Doctor! It won’t stop.”

“Isn’t it wonderful?” I groaned.

“Yes! You need to join me. Cum, Doctor.”

Her sweet words made my pussy clench. My clit throb. I drove into her cunt, the dildo massaging my nub. The pleasure sparked through me. My back arched. My breasts jiggled before me as the pressure swelled in my cunt.

And erupted.

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned as I shuddered in delicious release, burying the dildo deeply into her cunt as the pleasure exploded through my body. “Cindy!”

I pumped away as I thrashed. The orgasm boiled through my body. I groaned through clenched teeth. I gripped her hips, both of us crying out in shared pleasure. I stared down at my patient as the pleasure reached its climax.

And then retreated, leaving me buzzing in delight.

Breathing hard, I stroked her sweaty, flushed face. Then I bent down and kissed her lips one last time. In the background, Madalyn gasped as she came on her vibrator. I kept kissing Cindy, savoring her trembles as her pleasure faded.

“So, how did you like that?”

“It was the best, Doctor.”

I grinned at the sexy girl as I pulled the dildo out of her pussy. It was sticky with her juices and pink from her virginal blood. Cindy laid back on the exam table, her eyes closed, a contented smile on her face. She looked so peaceful

Madalyn helped me remove the strap-on and started washing the sex toys as I quickly dressed. I handed Cindy her exam gown and she stood up. The paper covering on the exam table stuck to her sweaty back, bringing a giggle from the girl. Madalyn pulled on her scrubs, and Cindy laid back down on the exam table.

I blew out the incense, and Cindy blinked suddenly.

“Oh, Doctor, I’m sorry for falling asleep,” she yawned.

“It’s okay, sweetie,” I told her. “Is your mom or dad with you?”

“My mom,” Cindy answered, then shifted uncomfortably. “I’ve never met my dad.”

“Well, I need to talk to your mom before you leave,” I told her. “I’m afraid I’m going to need you to come back next week. It’s nothing serious, but I may need weekly examinations to make sure everything is fine.”

Cindy nodded, paling a bit at my lie. I just had to have this sweet thing again. I took the dildo I fucked her with and placed it in a small, brown sack, handing it to her. She flushed when she saw what was in the bag.

“Doctor?” Her eyebrows raised.

“You’ll need to masturbate with this dildo every night before you go to bed. It will help with your condition.”

“O-Okay, Doctor,” Cindy blushed cutely.

She dressed, and then I led her out to the lobby. A beautiful woman waited, flipping through a magazine. She was maybe thirty-five or thirty-six, with Cindy’s green eyes and light brown-hair that fell loosely about her shoulders. She wore a blue tank top that clung to her large breasts, and a pair of skinny jeans that hugged a round ass.

I smiled and introduced myself.

“I’m Pearl,” Cindy’s mom replied, shaking my hand.

“I’m afraid Cindy has a very rare condition. It’s called Prevarication Syndrome,” I told her. “Now, it’s very manageable. I will, however, need to see her once a week.”

“Oh, of course,” Pearl nodded, concern painting her face.

“Now, this can be genetic,” I told her, my eyes roaming her gorgeous body. I glanced at Jayda, yawning at the computer. “Have there been any cancellations?”

“Yeah, the 11:30 canceled,” Jayda answered. “Exam Room 2 is open.”

“I really would like to exam you, Pearl, just to make sure you’re fine.”

“Of course,” she nodded in worry.

“Jayda, have Hayfa take Pearl back and tell her to light the incense.” I turned and smiled at Pearl. “I find a pleasant aroma relaxes my patients.”

She smiled at me.

I buzzed with excitement as I headed to Exam Room 1. The sight of another overweight patient didn’t diminish the exhilaration I felt. I rushed through the woman’s exam, impatient to finish so I could give Pearl a far more intimate checkup.

I was curious to find out if the mother tasted anything like the daughter. I loved being Mark and Mary’s doctor. I knew I would have so much fun. So many virgin eighteen-year-olds and their naughty mothers to play with.

I hummed as I headed to Exam Room 2.

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