Clara sashayed into the Medfet Clinic, her stiletto heels clicking against the cold, hard floor. She was dressed in a tight-fitting leather skirt and a cropped top, showcasing her toned abs. The receptionist, a middle-aged woman with a bored expression, looked up from her desk and raised an eyebrow at Clara.
"Good afternoon, darling. I'm here for my appointment with Dr. Kinsley," Clara said, her voice dripping with confidence.
The receptionist replied, "Of course, Ms. Clarke. Take a seat and fill out these forms."
Clara took a seat and began filling out the forms, her pen scratching against the paper. She couldn't help but smirk as she read the questions about her sexual history and preferences.
A nurse called Clara's name and led her to an examination room. Clara hopped onto the table, her legs dangling over the side.
The nurse asked, "Alright, Ms. Clarke, just a few more questions before we begin the procedure."
Clara replied, "Oh, I'm sure you already know everything there is to know about me, nurse."
The nurse finished the questions and left the room, telling Clara that Dr. Kinsley would be in shortly. Clara took a deep breath and stared at the ceiling, her mind racing with anticipation.
Dr. Kinsley entered the room, a tall, attractive man with a kind smile.
"Good afternoon, Clara. How are you feeling today?" he asked.
Clara replied, "Eager, Dr. Kinsley. Let's not waste any time."
Dr. Kinsley prepared the injection, explaining the procedure and the potential side effects. Clara listened intently, her eyes never leaving his.
"I'm a big girl, Dr. Kinsley. I can handle a little pain," Clara said.
Dr. Kinsley nodded and injected the hormone into Clara's clitoris. Clara gritted her teeth, but didn't make a sound.
"You're doing great, Clara. Just a few more seconds," Dr. Kinsley said.
The injection was finished, and Dr. Kinsley applied a bandage to the area. Clara hopped off the table, her legs a little shaky.
"Well, that wasn't so bad," Clara said.
Dr. Kinsley replied, "I'm glad to hear it. We'll see you in a few weeks for a follow-up appointment."
Clara left the clinic, her mind already racing with the possibilities of her new and improved clitoris. She couldn't wait to test it out.
She stopped at a bar and ordered a drink. She took a sip and smiled to herself. "Here's to new beginnings," Clara said.
Clara spent the rest of the evening flirting with the bartender and a few other patrons. She couldn't help but feel a little smug, knowing that she was about to embark on a new, exciting journey.
She went home and took a long, hot shower. She touched herself, feeling the area where the injection was given.
"I can't wait to see what you can do," Clara said.
She went to bed, her mind filled with dirty thoughts. She fell asleep with a smile on her face.
The end of chapter one.
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