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cheeks burned, embarrassed at her body’s
reaction.
Dr. Walker chuckled. “I’m always amazed
at how mortified you young girls are at your body’s perfectly
normal responses.” To Jenna’s shock, he cupped a breast in one hand
and ran a thumb across her sensitive nipple.
Even as she gasped in
disapproval, her body betrayed her with a stiffening nipple. His
hand felt good, she couldn’t deny that, but the pleasure made her
intensely uncomfortable. He may be a
medical professional but I’m not , she
thought.
He continued to touch her lightly,
hefting the weight of her other breast in his free hand. Caressing
both nipples until she could feel a wetness gather between her
legs, he said, “Your breasts were made to be touched and used, Miss
Edwards. You’ll finally appreciate them by the time this study is
done.”
Jenna just nodded, a mix of
embarrassment and arousal leaving her without words.
Releasing her, he stepped back behind
his desk. “Let me just note your measurements in your file. You’ll
want to get some larger bras eventually. You can expect to increase
by one to two cup sizes.”
“ But I’m already a double
d,” Jenna said trying to imagine what it would be like to have even
heavier, more ponderous breasts. She already had a hard time with
fitted clothing, even with a minimizing bra.
“ I expect you’ll find the
trade off in male attention to be acceptable.” The doctor looked at
her over his glasses with a knowing expression. “Now, if you’ll
just remove the rest of your clothing, we can get started with the
treatment.”
When she didn’t move, he sighed. “Milk
production requires a lot of skin-to-skin contact. Of course, you
haven’t had a baby, but we can approximate it with nudity and other
sources of stimulation.” When she still didn’t move, he said, “The
contract you signed allows me to forcibly remove your clothing
myself if necessary.”
Reluctantly Jenna peeled off her skirt
and underwear. Completely naked, she stood in front of his desk,
goose bumps of humiliation pricking her skin.
The doctor came out from behind his
desk and ran a gentle hand across her stomach. “I would guess you
watch your figure carefully.”
“ I work out a lot,” she
said.
“ One of the positive side
effects of the treatment is you’ll be able to eat more without
gaining weight.”
“ I will?” Jenna didn’t
struggle with her figure like some girls, but she couldn’t enjoy as
much ice cream as she wanted either. The idea of being able to eat
more treats without having it show up on the scale was
intriguing.
“ It burns calories to make
breast milk and we’ll be sure to keep production up during the
course of the study.” He handed her a plastic bag and a paper gown.
“Put your things in here and we’ll get you started in the treatment
room.”
***
Jenna followed the doctor down a
hallway, trying to hide her nudity behind the bag containing her
clothes. Apparently, walking around naked was part of Dr. Walker’s
study and she tried not to let it bother her. It was in the name of
science after all, but a small part of her wondered why he hadn’t
offered her at least a paper gown. Luckily, no one else was in the
hall way and it didn’t take long to reach their
destination.
The treatment room was all white and
cold enough to make Jenna shiver. Trying to stay warm, she shifted
from foot to foot, arms wrapped around her slim frame.
Dr. Walker busied himself with a tray
of gleaming medical instruments. Jenna craned her head to see and
spotted a speculum as well as several syringes and long
needles.
The doctor waved her away.“Sit on the
exam table please.”
She did as he requested and gasped when
he came to press an ice-cold stethoscope against her chest. After
listening to her heart, he gave her a thorough check-up, peering
into her ears and nose and testing her reflexes.
“ Lay back please and put
your feet in the stir-ups.”
Jenna complied but kept her
reaction.
Dr. Walker chuckled. “I’m always amazed
at how mortified you young girls are at your body’s perfectly
normal responses.” To Jenna’s shock, he cupped a breast in one hand
and ran a thumb across her sensitive nipple.
Even as she gasped in
disapproval, her body betrayed her with a stiffening nipple. His
hand felt good, she couldn’t deny that, but the pleasure made her
intensely uncomfortable. He may be a
medical professional but I’m not , she
thought.
He continued to touch her lightly,
hefting the weight of her other breast in his free hand. Caressing
both nipples until she could feel a wetness gather between her
legs, he said, “Your breasts were made to be touched and used, Miss
Edwards. You’ll finally appreciate them by the time this study is
done.”
Jenna just nodded, a mix of
embarrassment and arousal leaving her without words.
Releasing her, he stepped back behind
his desk. “Let me just note your measurements in your file. You’ll
want to get some larger bras eventually. You can expect to increase
by one to two cup sizes.”
“ But I’m already a double
d,” Jenna said trying to imagine what it would be like to have even
heavier, more ponderous breasts. She already had a hard time with
fitted clothing, even with a minimizing bra.
“ I expect you’ll find the
trade off in male attention to be acceptable.” The doctor looked at
her over his glasses with a knowing expression. “Now, if you’ll
just remove the rest of your clothing, we can get started with the
treatment.”
When she didn’t move, he sighed. “Milk
production requires a lot of skin-to-skin contact. Of course, you
haven’t had a baby, but we can approximate it with nudity and other
sources of stimulation.” When she still didn’t move, he said, “The
contract you signed allows me to forcibly remove your clothing
myself if necessary.”
Reluctantly Jenna peeled off her skirt
and underwear. Completely naked, she stood in front of his desk,
goose bumps of humiliation pricking her skin.
The doctor came out from behind his
desk and ran a gentle hand across her stomach. “I would guess you
watch your figure carefully.”
“ I work out a lot,” she
said.
“ One of the positive side
effects of the treatment is you’ll be able to eat more without
gaining weight.”
“ I will?” Jenna didn’t
struggle with her figure like some girls, but she couldn’t enjoy as
much ice cream as she wanted either. The idea of being able to eat
more treats without having it show up on the scale was
intriguing.
“ It burns calories to make
breast milk and we’ll be sure to keep production up during the
course of the study.” He handed her a plastic bag and a paper gown.
“Put your things in here and we’ll get you started in the treatment
room.”
***
Jenna followed the doctor down a
hallway, trying to hide her nudity behind the bag containing her
clothes. Apparently, walking around naked was part of Dr. Walker’s
study and she tried not to let it bother her. It was in the name of
science after all, but a small part of her wondered why he hadn’t
offered her at least a paper gown. Luckily, no one else was in the
hall way and it didn’t take long to reach their
destination.
The treatment room was all white and
cold enough to make Jenna shiver. Trying to stay warm, she shifted
from foot to foot, arms wrapped around her slim frame.
Dr. Walker busied himself with a tray
of gleaming medical instruments. Jenna craned her head to see and
spotted a speculum as well as several syringes and long
needles.
The doctor waved her away.“Sit on the
exam table please.”
She did as he requested and gasped when
he came to press an ice-cold stethoscope against her chest. After
listening to her heart, he gave her a thorough check-up, peering
into her ears and nose and testing her reflexes.
“ Lay back please and put
your feet in the stir-ups.”
Jenna complied but kept her
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