A cure for the Blues
#2 of Shorts
An unruly teen is sent for some professional help and gets more than she bargained for.
Just a short bit of smut I felt I had to write, inspired by a conversation I had with LaurieBloo on something similar. If you like it or don't, it's all her fault :P
For as long as she could remember, Lara had been a happy child. Always smiling and laughing, dancing around the house and singing whatever song came into her mind. This got her many friends as she grew up despite her odd colouring, being a vixen one would expect the usual rust coat and black gloves, but through some genetic anomaly Lara had been born with a vibrant blue coat with white gloves and belly. It was a constant joke through school for her friends to sing the infamous Eiffel 65 song just to rile her up, eventually this led to everyone just calling her Blue, a nickname which stuck and soon enough even Lara would refer to herself as Blue.
Then came high school and the peer pressure, the really mean kids along with it and soon the always happy vixen turned into the usual sullen teen. Hardly ever smiling anymore, snapping at her parents; hanging with the wrong crowd and only one bad decision from throwing away a promising future at any moment. Her parents had hoped this was just a phase she would snap out of as everyone around them kept telling them, but by the time of Lara's eighteenth birthday started to appear on the horizon things seemed to be on the decline even worse than before. Being brought home by the police after they had raided the club, catching all the underage drinkers and giving them a stern talking to. Lara was lucky not to have wound up in jail like many of the less fortunate and not so well to do kids had.
It was at this breaking point Lara's parents decided drastic measures were required; she would have to go see a psychologist to try snap her out of this phase before she completely ruined her future. With recommendations from friends and family alike, Lara was sent to see one Dr.Mallard whom had made quite the name for himself in managing to turn around even some of the most troubled youngsters. A tall dark and handsome wolf, surprisingly young for his success, but then the parents assumed this was why he was so able to connect with the youngsters and sort them out. The first few sessions were a simple meet and greet sort of affair, Lara and her parents would meet the doctor and discuss certain aspects of what they thought they needed to work on. Once the groundwork was laid down and a clear path devised for Lara's treatment, her parents would no longer be required to attend the sessions.
So it went for the next few weeks with little success, even the renowned Dr.Mallard would at times seem exasperated by Lara's stern refusal to do any of the exercises he recommended. At this point Lara's parents were called in alone to speak with the doctor whom would request a radical treatment; one not often used but if used right would see great results in a short time. Desperate to have their happy little girl back, they readily agreed to the doctor's suggestion.
For the next few sessions Lara would be introduced to hypnotherapy, or at least a form of it. A combination of mild sedatives and incense in the office aided in relaxing the blue vixen before she would be put into the trance, only to awaken after an hour or a bit over feeling very relaxed and admittedly happier. Even her parents would notice the change starting to take place in their daughter, the vixen starting to smile more and even seeming to be returning back into her old ways as they heard her singing in her room one Sunday morning.
So came Lara's eighteenth birthday, a small affair as she had finally ditched all the bad influences in her life and was left with only a couple of close friends whom attended. But it was enough, plenty of photos and videos were taken on Lara's new little camera, so small she nearly lost it a couple of times that night. It was during the evening that a seed of an idea was planted in her mind as her friends commented on how nice it was to have the old Blue back again, though they were curious what the handsome doctor was doing in the sessions to achieve these results. Lara realized even she did not know as she was under hypnosis the entire time. Looking over at the small camera an idea formed in her mind, one she would enact during her next session with Dr.Mallard.
Lara sat wide eyed and slack jawed at the video she had managed to take, sneaking the camera in her bag and positioning it on the entrance table of the doctor's office in such a way it would capture the entire room. She had watched as she was put under a trance, her eyes glazing over and shoulders slumping. The sound was a bit muffled thanks to only a small hole being opened in her bag to allow the lense to poke though, but she could make out the sound of the doctors voice as he gave her a few basic commands to test her, watching as her arms raised above her head robotically before stretching out to the side and waving up and down. The sound of herself squawking like a bid making the action rather obvious, but that was not to be the worst part of the video she would see.
The tall dark wolf would lean back against his desk, grinning down at the vixen as he undid his zipper to allow a rather large looking red cock spring free. She didn't need to hear the sound to know the doctor had said "Suck it", the shape of his lips easily readable even if not for the fact the blue vixen on the tape would lean forward to grasp his cock and instantly sink her muzzle down onto his shaft. The image of Blue on the screen seemed to have more skill that Lara did it seemed, not having done anything of the sort herself, it was rather macabre to see what was happening on the screen. Blue's muzzle would sink down effortlessly onto Dr.Mallard's cock, even managing to kiss the large knot which was starting to form, as if trained to do so she would tug his pants down to expose that flesh and grip just behind it with practiced squeezes. The older wolf seemed to enjoy this as his head rolled back in an obvious groan, Blue's throat muscles working as she appeared to be swallowing something. Flashes sparked in Lara's mind as she felt the vague memory of something warm and slimy filling her maw and sliding down her throat, not altogether unpleasant she faintly recalled.
Lara continued to watch with amazement, never having seen a naked male before herself, but apparently having done a lot more under hypnosis it seemed. Even as Blue's muzzle pulled off of the wolfs cock she could see he was still rock hard and showed no signs of going soft anytime soon, stepping out of his pants and shoes he would pat the desk where he had just been seated. Blue rose from her knees to lean over the desk, her hands reaching back to push her tomboyish shorts and cute pink underwear down to reveal her bare behind and tight sex to the camera. The view soon blocked as the good doctor knelt behind her, his head level with her behind and soon starting to move up and down. Even with the poor audio quality Lara could hear herself starting to pant and moan wantonly, having a rather good idea what the doctor was doing to Blue from conversations she had had with some of her less than savoury friends a few months back. With her own breath hitching a little, Lara would start to feel a slight tingle between her thighs, slipping a paw down to rub absently at herself through her clothing to try calm the rising urge while she continued to watch.