I sat nervously in the doctor’s office, tapping my foot on the cold, hard floor. The doctor, a large, imposing figure of a woman, sat across from me, her fingers steepled under her chin. She was naked underneath her lab coat, and I couldn’t help but notice her ample bosom.
“Now, I have your search history here,” she said, her voice deep and commanding. “And I must say, I’m a bit concerned.”
I felt a mix of shame and arousal as she brought up my unusual porn searches. She asked about my fascination with necrophilia and sexual torture, and I stuttered through my response.
“I see,” she said, her eyes narrowing. “You have quite the twisted desires, don’t you?”
I nodded, unable to speak.
The doctor revealed her own twisted desires, telling me about her and her mortician friend’s habit of masturbating while cutting the flesh of dead women. I was both horrified and intrigued.
She showed me videos of women having their breasts cut off for erotic pleasure, and asked for my thoughts. I tried to play it cool, but my arousal was evident.
“Pull out your penis and masturbate,” she commanded, her voice leaving no room for argument. I hesitated, but she insisted, wanting to see my reaction.
She showed me videos of vaginal autopsies, gauging my interest. I couldn’t believe what I was watching, but I couldn’t deny the stirring in my pants.
The doctor hinted at her desire to cut women while they’re alive, and even brought up the idea of involving little girls. I was disgusted, but also strangely turned on.
I realized that this doctor was not like any other, and this appointment was not what I expected. I was both scared and excited for what was to come.
The doctor made it clear that she was in control, and I was just along for the ride. I couldn’t help but submit to her, even as she pushed my boundaries.
She made a playful insult, calling me a “sick puppy” for my porn searches. I couldn’t help but laugh, despite the seriousness of the situation.
The doctor continued to push my buttons, showing me more and more extreme videos. I was struggling to keep up, but I couldn’t look away.
She asked if I’d be interested in participating in her and her friend’s twisted games. I hesitated, but she assured me that it was all in good fun.
I agreed, and the doctor smiled wickedly. She knew she’d found a kindred spirit, and I couldn’t help but feel the same.
The doctor leaned back in her chair, exposing her massive breasts. She invited me to touch them, and I couldn’t resist.
The chapter ended with me feeling both disgusted and exhilarated, unsure of what the future held with this unconventional doctor. But one thing was for sure - this was not going to be a typical doctor’s appointment.
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