My Doctor Is A Futanari の小説・ストーリー

“This girl wants to send a message to the capital I assume to marry you and save her—“ “Listen here, doctor. I am a nobody to everyone. I am going to the capital now and I know that there are few girls who would want a disfigured person who is unambitious like myself. All I do is sit at home and read and correspond with scholars. Such a husband is no dashing hero who the well born young ladies will chase after.” “You should abstain from taking women at this time as your blight is related to losing the woman who could have been—“ Mo Tian looked at Yan Sha with a strange restless hunger. “You never know what fate will bring you and to say a cure is in sight may be not far from the truth t

By then Nate was sure they didn’t know he was in the hospital. The doctor took off his shirt then lowered his face between the lady legs and worked his mouth all over her vulva. Nate was impressed. At his age, the doctor will be at his forties at the time. The doctor must have studied pussy eating watching lesbian porno scenes. It was how Nate learned. In any case, the doctor really worked her over. He licked, sucked and fingered her pussy first with one finger then two, until her body went stiff as board and she spasmed and trembled for a minute and a half as wave after wave of orgasm swept over her. Nate was impressed with them. He never knew anything he will be this good at his age. Nate

My life had been bought and could be thrown away at any time if it became unusable. "Is there a problem?" There was suspicion in his intonation. As much as possible, Satya should keep me until I can support myself someday. I still need him very much. "No, no. I'm just a bit uncomfortable with the doctor." I wasn't lying about the doctor offering various types of contraception on Satya's recommendation, it was just that... he was a man. A male gynecologist. Shit! I emphasized it. You can imagine taking blood samples and even checking inside just to make sure there were no diseases and injecting hormonal fluids.

The doctor announced and all the males except Ferris left. “You sir?” The doctor questioned him. He raised an eyebrow at her and spoke with menace, “ she is my wife. I won’t leave her...” The doctor was taken aback by his tone and nodded. With help of nurse she tried to take Hazel clothes off. Ferris stood their watching them attentively. He noticed a strange glint and lust in doctor’s eye. He at once knew she wasn’t straight; 1) she didn’t looked at him with lust. 2) she was fucking eye raping his wife!

My hands are shaking and Layla looks at me smiling. “This is a good thing, she is the best doctor in the country. We were very lucky to get an appointment with such a small waiting list,” she tells me and I nod. I know that Doctor Roberta is the best fertility doctor in the country. She is the doctor that every important person in the country use when it comes to difficulty conceiving or when they want to use a surrogate. “I know, but I am nervous,” I say, and she nods as she holds my hands tightly between hers. I keep my eyes on the window, looking out. I can’t believe I am doing this.

The doctor threw the pen in agitation and spoke, “this is what I hate about rich people. You just think you know everything. I have studied medicine all my life, and I am telling you, you are in no way pregnant!’ he hissed in anger. Kira’s rage erupted. “You are a bloody human,” Kira snarled. “Yes, I am a human, what are you? A beast?” the doctor snapped too. “What the fuck!” Kira growled and she leapt from the chair and walked to where Sharia sat. “You brought me to a human doctor who knows nothing about us?” Kira snapped. “He is the best doctor there is, Kira,” Sharia stressed. “He always treats us.” “But I want our kind of doctor,” Kira demanded. “I want Dr Serena, she is the best.”

A female doctor attended to me this time, unlike Doctor Tye in New York. There was a smile on her face all through my session with her. “The babies are fine.” She told me when my session with her finished. “Thank you,” I greeted, smiling. “Are there things that should be done, I don't do?” I asked, watching her facial expression. “Not at all, not yet.” She told me, addressing only my vegetable diet. “I eat them a lot.” I told her, giving her more than a million reasons not to worry. “Would you like to know the sex of the babies already?”

The doctor had a sleazy smile on his face and came towards me all friendly-like, extending his hand: "You must be the happy father! Congratulations!" I looked at his extended hand and ignored it. I didn't like this guy. Something about him felt fake, too rehearsed. Usually, my instincts don't fail me, but since he was the hell-crow's doctor, I thought my antipathy might be because of that. "Can we start, Doctor? I don't have all day," I said arrogantly, but I couldn't care less. We entered the room and the circus began. The doctor asked the unbearable woman a huge list of questions before turning to me:

*** “No! Once in a while, we can't give false information like Mr. Afgan wants. This hospital belongs to Al-Futtaim!” The doctor's answer made Bob feel irritated. The hospital did belong to the Al-Futtaim family. A fact that cannot be avoided anymore. “You seem to forget that Afgan, our master is the heir of the Al-Futtaim family.” “Ehem, I forgot to add the phrase Sole Heir of the Al-Futtaim Family,” Bob said in a cold and rude tone without looking at the young doctor. The doctor was silent for a moment and swallowed his saliva heavily. “Mr. Bob. That's... very hard for us to do. Many procedures have to be corrected, and this... is not right.”

The pharmacist looks so disgust with the paper that I crumble when I was driving my car out of my frustration. "Look here young lady," I start, "This is a fucking signature from a fucking professional doctor which is Dr. Kerious Ayn." I continue. Her eyes widen and gasp. "S-Sir–" I did not let her to finish her sentence, she does not needed to finish them.