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"God, it's hot here..." the wolf thought. He brought his paw up to loosen up his tie just a little bit so that he wouldn't feel so suffocated. "What kind of waiting room doesn't have an AC unit?"

It was no wonder. When the wolf had pulled up and parked outside, he had to check three times to make sure he had the right address. The doctor's office was a reformed farmhouse with a barn in the back and everything. If it wasn't for the 'Gringer Medical Office' sign outside he might not even have come in.

Garth looked up and around the small room. Despite its origin, it was everything one would expect of a doctor's office waiting room. Clean white walls, about a dozen chairs lined up near and the distinct smell of whatever chemicals they used to keep the place pristine clean. There was no sign of there ever being any kind of AC units, though. If they couldn't pay for one with a magical cooling engine, they could at least get one of those old mechanical models so that their clients could withstand the heat. The wolf huffed but could do little more than sitting back against his chair.

"Being it this town I shouldn't even be surprised anymore..."

The wolf checked his phone for the tenth time, but there were no new notifications and he had nothing else to do with it, so he put it back in his pocket. Garth was regretting his decision to come to the doctor's office wearing his good outfit: a white button-up shirt with a blue tie and black social pants. His jacket, long since discarded because of the heat, was left in the empty chair beside him. The wolf looked sharp with the well-cared gray fur of his neck coming up above the shirt's neckline. The blue tie matched his blue eyes, which was something he had always been fond of too, but unfortunately, he had chosen looks over comfort because the long sleeves and thick fabric forced the canine to let his tongue hang from his open muzzle to endure the heat.

"Cursed little hot town. No wolves should ever have to live here..." Despite Garth's thoughts, the receptionist that was happily typing away behind the desk by the waiting room's entrance didn't seem bothered by the heat. She was a fox and, though her fur wasn't quite as thick as his, she didn't seem to mind it at all. They did say he'd get used to it. Maybe eventually he would...

A knock on one of the many doors around them made Garth's ears perk up. The receptionist's larger ears did the same and, apparently already knowing the sign, she looked at him and smiled.

"Doctor Gringer is ready to see you now," she announced with a happy, polite voice.

Garth stood up. "Thanks. That was pretty fast."

Thank God he wouldn't have to wait in the heat for very long.

"You got lucky! The doctor's schedule is pretty open on the holidays," she said with a smile.

Lucky was only part of it. The wolf has initially planned on taking the day off to extend the big holiday weekend that was coming up to travel back to the city to see his friends and family, but the recurring... problem that had been afflicting him had forced him to change his exciting plans to a lame doctor visit instead.

She pointed at the back door. "Go through that door. The doctor's office is the last one down the right hallway."

Garth only smiled back at her with a thanking nod and opened the door she pointed at. The office struck him as a little informal sending him alone through their inner rooms, but the wolf did as instructed and, reaching the last door and finding it half-open, he gave it a knock then peeked inside.

"Come in!" a loud voice bellowed towards Garth. As the wolf did, he was greeted with a most unexpected sight. The room itself was nothing special. It looked clean enough with only a desk, a filled bookcase and, in the back, that high, flat medical bed that every doctor seemed to have. Doctor Gringer, however, was apparently a bear and, as the doctor stood up from his chair and walked around his desk to approach the wolf, Garth felt his ears fold back a little without him meaning them to.

The bear's fur was of a deep brown, a fact made clear by his odd choice of clothing. The doctor did wear the usual white overcoat that every doctor wore, but underneath the open coat, the thick-furred bear was wearing nothing but a white tank top shirt and a simple pair of blue jeans that looked a little worn. As was expected, the doctor was also bigger than Garth considering he was a wolf, but when the bear came close to stand right in front of him Garth couldn't help but feel yet a little bit smaller. The ursine was a good head taller than him.

"G'morning! I'm Doctor Rufus Gringer! It's nice to meet ya, friend!" The bear extended his large paw towards the wolf alongside the big greeting. His voice was quite booming.

Garth was a little surprised by the bear's forwardness, but aside from his ears folding back just a little more, the wolf did nothing but smile and extend his hand back alongside a polite smile.

"It's, uhh, a pleasure," the wolf said, then he winced just a little from how strong the bear's grip was when he shook his paw. Height wasn't the only thing that was surprising about the bear. Being honest, Garth expected any doctor to be an older guy with graying fur around their muzzle, but this bear? He wasn't young, but Garth couldn't be sure if he was even past his forties yet. Though the fairly tight tank top shirt he wore did very little to hide the bit of a gut the bear also had, his chest was broad and his arms were thick with more than just fur.

Doctor Rufus opened up a full smile towards him but turned back to his desk to sit down. "And this darn heat, huh? I swear it gets hotter and hotter every year! If things keep going like this the furriest types like you and I will have to start shaving! Hah!"

Amused at his own joke, the doctor started laughing out loud in a very outgoing manner while Garth pulled the chair in front of his desk to sit down with a polite chuckle. There was no AC unit inside his office either indeed.

The bear pulled a piece of paper up and read it carefully. "So! Mister... Garth Farrow, is that it? Fancy name! I don't recall ever seeing you around town. You new?"

Garth nodded. "Uhh, yeah. I grew up in the capital but ended up transferred here just last month."

The bear beamed up at that. "The capital! So you're a city wolf, eh? How're you liking our small town?"

"It's quite nice. Everyone is nice," Garth said pulling at his tie again.

"Good, good! If anyone gives you a hard time, tell 'em that Rufus the doc will teach 'em some manners! Hahah! I know pretty much all of the good folk of our fair city. Been treatin' them for almost twenty years! Half of 'em are my regulars here in the office and the other half? Well, it's just a matter of time."

The bear laughed at his own joke once more. Garth smiled politely and forced himself to chuckle again.

The bear stood back up. "Sorry, sorry, friend! That's just a doctor joke! Now, let's get started, yeah? I like to get to know my patients on their first treatment. Take off your shirt and have a seat on the bed mister... Garth? Can I call you Garth?" He motioned towards the bed behind the desk and picked up a clipboard.

"Ah, err, sure," the wolf replied. Garth stood up as well, loosened his tie and started unbuttoning his shirt. The wolf couldn't help but feel a little anxious when he pulled his white shirt open to reveal his light-gray furred chest and hopped up to sit on the tall medical bed, but he discarded the feeling. He had been to other doctors before and while they were usually a little more... professional, he knew that to be normal. Pulling his shirt off, he placed it on the side alongside his tie.

The large bear approached and, just like that, placed a hand upon his bare shoulder.

"I see you keep yourself in good shape. Good for you!" The bear's hand slid down to his arm, grabbing it to feel his biceps, then slid down to the wolf's chest. Garth stiffened a little over feeling the bear's paw just feeling him up like that but, aside from his ears lowering themselves, the wolf didn't react.

"Uhh, yeah, I guess. I used to hit the gym every week back in the city but I didn't have time to find one here yet." Garth glanced down at himself. He was lean, that much was true, with a plain stomach under all that fur, but he didn't have as much muscle as even the doctor himself.

The bear nodded. His paw finally left the wolf's chest to pull up a pen from his pocket and write something on his clipboard "I see. I recommend Marty's place. It's right down the main street behind the bakery, can't miss it. Good Marty's been here one too many times over pulled up muscles too."

Garth just nodded. The bear pulled up the classic medical stethoscope, placed it over his ears and pressed the cold little metal thing right against the wolf's chest to listen to Garth's heart for a few seconds.

"Everything looking good so far," the bear finally declared, writing something else on his clipboard. "What made you decide to pay me this nice visit just before the holidays, Garth?"

"Well... it's a little awkward doctor, uhh, sorry, Gringer, was it?"

The bear opened up a big smile. "Please, no need for such big city formalities! You can call me Rufus!" Rufus gave his back a small friendly pat. "And nothing is awkward between doctor and patient! Tell me what afflicts you and we'll get it fixed."

The doctor's forward and lighthearted attitude was at least a little reassuring. Garth went as far as opening up a bit of a smile while steeling himself. The bear was right, after all.

"I've been getting these... how do I put it, 'excitement' problems lately." It was a bit awkward for Garth to point down at his own crotch as he said that but the doctor nodded, apparently understanding his meaning. "At first I thought it might be normal, but they have been getting more and more frequent and it's just weird. When it happens, it's like... it's so strong, it makes me feel like I'm drunk or something."

Rubbing his chin, the bear nodded. "Well, there can be many reasons for that, my lupine friend! You look pretty young. How old are you?"

"Twenty-three years old," the wolf promptly responded.

"That's pretty damn young indeed. I reckon some wolves have a longer period of hormone production related to puberty. Do you have any canine females experiencing heat around your workplace that you can smell, maybe?"

"God, no! No, nothing like that!" the wolf quickly said, shaking his head.

The bear just chuckled at the eagerness of his response. "Alright, alright, nothing like that then. How often does this... 'sudden excitement' overtake you then?"

"Uhh... a few weeks ago it was maybe once a day. This past week it's been coming to me two or three times every day. It's really hard to handle."

"Mhm, mhm..." The bear wrote that down on his clipboard. "Let's take a look, then. Open up your pants."

The bear simply stared at him, waiting. Garth hesitated for just a moment but then, given that he was a doctor, undid his belt and lowered his zipper. The bear didn't wait a single moment before approaching and shoving his hand into the wolf's pants to grab at his sheath and balls right through the white pair of boxer briefs the wolf was wearing. Garth couldn't help but gasp and tense up a little, but the bear didn't seem to even notice that either.

That big, brown paw found his furry sack, took it in his palm and gave it a gentle squeeze. Then, the bear's fingers pressed at the wolf's sheath even through the underwear and gave that a squeeze as well.

With his heart beating faster, he just sat there supporting himself on the bed as the bear's paw felt up his genitals. It was, however, with urgency that the wolf felt the familiar tingle of arousal started to burn within him. As the bear rolled his sheath between his fingers, the wolf's member started swelling within it and, as had been the case in the past few weeks, growing fast in response to the touch. The very tight boxer briefs the wolf had chosen to conceal any erections worked against him as, when his member started growing, its outline became bare and obvious through the tight fabric. The bear pulled his hand away and looked at it, then brought it back down to give his growing dick a tentative squeeze as well, which only prompted it to grow faster.

"I, err... I'm sorry," Garth stammered, trying his best to will his arousal down, but his cock continued to grow, excited even when the bear pulled his paw away to write things down again.

"Nothing to worry about, my friend! We gotta see the problem in order to fix it, huh? We'll need to take a closer look, though. I will go get what we need and be right back. You take the rest of your clothes off in the meantime so we can get a proper look at you, my lupine friend."

Rufus didn't wait for a response from the wolf before he turned around and left. Garth was left there hearing the bear's loud voice exchanging words with his secretary. The wolf stood up and, while he felt a little self-conscious about undoing his belt and pushing his pants down, he did as he had been told. When Garth pulled his boxer briefs down, his dark red, tapered canine cock jumped right out of it.

"Damn thing..." the wolf thought to himself, staring at his erection. While it was awkward to have it there, he knew from experience over the last few weeks that it was not going to go down. If anything, it was just going to get worse from that point onward. The wolf sat back down on the bed but used both of his paws to at least try to cover his private parts while he waited. That, however, meant pressing his dick against the fur of his stomach and, even though Garth could not be in a worse place to feel something like that, even the simple touch of his paw resting over his dick felt... pleasurable. It made the wolf's ears fold back ever so slightly, but that was exactly what he was there to fix.

Doctor Rufus returned soon enough and barely even spared a look towards the naked wolf. The bear was carrying a metal bucket filled with other things that he placed over his desk. Then, he rummaged through its contents and pulled out a gel that, though Garth couldn't get a good look at, seemed to be lubricant. The doctor spread a dollop of it over his bare paws before turning back to Garth.

"You said you feel 'drunk' when it happens?" the doctor asked, finally approaching. The bear himself gently pulled Garth's hands from his crotch, which the wolf let him do, even if it felt a little weird to have the big bear studying his erection.

"Well... yes, kind of. Not at first. Like, I feel fine now! But when I start, uhh, acting on it and get horn- sorry, uhh, aroused, it's like I can't think straight."

"I see." The bear had absolutely no reservations about pushing the wolf's knees further apart himself and then bringing that big, bare paw straight to the wolf's cock. Garth let out a tiny gasp and held his breath when he felt the bear's paw enveloping his member and feeling it up. His paw felt slick from the lubrication, but warm. "And how does the erection itself feel? Any pain or discomfort? Or does it feel natural?"

"Uhhh, no. It feels okay. Doesn't hurt," the wolf said with some difficulty.

"Hmmm... it does feel normal." The bear brought his other paw to help. The bear's paw was firm, squeezing the wolf's cock inch by inch with medical precision as if to feel its sturdiness while the other paw took hold of his testicles to feel those too. There was a light rub at the tip of the wolf's cock, then the bear pulled the wolf's sheath back to reveal his knot that had grown just a little wider with so much touching. The intensity of the examination grew when Rufus started feeling that up too.

"Hngh..." Garth couldn't help but groan. He was trying not to feel pleasure, but much like most of the other times he got these erections, it felt so... sensitive! It was as if he hadn't jerked off in a few weeks even though the wolf had done it thrice just the day before. Garth had been making an effort not to look at the bear's ministrations, but when he couldn't resist and did, he saw that he was leaking precum from his tip from the examination alone. The wolf felt embarrassed, yet his cock did not care. It twitched in appreciation to the doctor's touch.

"I don't feel anything wrong in the exterior, which is a good sign, my friend," the bear said, finally letting go of his dick. He actually did sound kind of enthusiastic. It felt a little weird to see the bear wiping the precum that had gotten on his fingers on the wolf's thigh, but somehow that act of slight crudeness did not surprise Garth. "In fact, the tingling I am feeling in my paw right now confirms my suspicions."

The bear showed his big paw to Garth whose ears perked up in curiosity, but the wolf couldn't see anything other than the smeared remnants of gel. "What do you mean, doctor?"

"This is a special sensitive gel that reacts to magic. I was already suspicious because, in my experience, magical afflictions are the only ones powerful enough to have a strong psychological influence as well, but this confirms it. Your problem, my dear canine, is some sort of magic build-up in there."

It felt weird to have the bear giving his balls a little pat as he said that. To the wolf, that was shocking news. Concerning, even! His ears folded right back a little again.

"Magic? In there? But..." Garth looked down at his own cock and balls. The way his erection throbbed there after going through the doctor's examination should be proof of it, if anything. Garth could feel the tingle of desire to reach down to his cock and just masturbate right there. Feel the pleasure it wanted him to feel. His sense of decency was strong enough to stop himself from doing so, of course, but maybe a magical affliction explained why it hadn't been strong enough to stop him from masturbating in the bathroom of his office several times, in the mall's bathroom stall, in his car...

"It happens more often than you'd think! Let me guess, you work with magic on a daily basis?"

Just as before, the bear's lighthearted attitude about it was a bit reassuring, at least. Reluctantly, Garth nodded.

"Y-yes. I work applying Lumus to jewelry to add the lingering glow..." Garth thought back to his job. Applying Lumus, or 'magical luminescence' as the common people referred to it, was delicate work, but the wolf always used his gloves when handling the magic!

"Well then, there we go! I also assume you've been neglecting the proper procedures of spreading anti-magic gel over your paws after you're done dealing with magic and letting it sink for the appropriate fifteen minutes, huh?"

The wolf's ears folded back a bit further. "Well... nobody really does that."

"Indeed they don't! And then things like this happen!" the bear laughed. The doctor turned his back to the wolf to take the supplies he had brought out of the metal bucket and spread them over his desk.

"What do we do, then?" Garth nervously asked.

The bear turned back towards him but, instead of bringing over any of his supplies, the bear brought the metal bucket.

"Don't worry, my friend! This is rather easy to deal with. First, we're going to need a sturdy semen sample so that I can properly measure the magic build-up."

Garth's ears folded back ever so slightly again. The bear left the bucket on the flat bed by his side.

"Oh... well, okay. What do I do?"

"First you sit back and relax." The bear himself placed a paw over the wolf's chest to give him a gentle push so that he'd lean back. Garth did try to relax, but when the bear's paw got a good grip of his erection again, he couldn't help but tense back up a little bit.

"I'm going to need you to follow my instructions. Wolves can be very instinctual, I know, but I'm going to need you to hold back from ejaculating at all until I tell you to. The sample needs to be sturdy enough for testing, understood?"

Despite the awkward subject, the big bear was still all smiles as if he was talking about the most normal thing in the world. Though Garth felt his ears growing a little hot, he still nodded towards the bear. That big paw holding his erect member so firmly yet so casually was having quite an effect on him, though.

"R-right. Okay."

"Good." The bear smiled at him. Garth smiled back, but his ears remained lowered. For the young wolf that, admittedly, had never felt the touch of any hand but his own on his cock, it was quite strange to look down at the bear's paw firmly gripping his erection and even more so when those powerful fingers started kneading at his length.

The wolf held his breath. It was just a medical procedure, and a rather common one too, so even despite his situation Garth didn't want to embarrass himself by making the whole thing more... sexual than it needed to be. The wolf, however, couldn't help but huff through his nose as the bear's paw started taking a more precise approach where only two fingers stroked the wolf's erection while, methodically, the doctor tried different angles after every few strokes. Sometimes those fingers would squeeze a little more here, sometimes a little more there, and in response, Garth felt the familiar heat of arousal rising up within him.

It was the same heat he had felt so many times over the past few weeks. Soon enough, the wolf could no longer keep his muzzle closed but rather had to open it slightly so that he could pant. He felt hot and, around his genitals, he felt hotter still. A heat that translated almost directly to his erection, making it throb and harden even more to a height of arousal that just couldn't be natural. Now that the doctor had pointed it out, magic did make sense. Only magic could make something grow to such intensity.

The arousal grew and grew for Garth, but the doctor's hand was still far too slow. His fingers still looked like they were studying the wolf more than pleasing him and, as the seconds turned into minutes, the wolf started growing slightly frustrated by it. He couldn't ask the doctor to stroke his dick faster, that'd be just messed up, but god, he felt like doing it. Up to the point where Garth had to bite his lip to keep himself from speaking.

On Doctor Rufus' part, he did look focused. As he handled the wolf's cock with his single paw stroking in different ways, he hummed to himself every now and then. Only every so often did his eyes come up to Garth to gauge the wolf's reaction to a certain touch or maneuver. What was he even doing?

"I should've jerked off become coming here..." Garth thought. His tongue was lolling out of his muzzle and his arousal growing higher and higher by the second. He needed the stroking to be faster! If it were his own paw, Garth would speed up, focus at his knot, squeeze it, speed up again...

"Hngh..." the thoughts alone brought a small moan from Garth. Well, that and the way the doctor's fingers squeezed the wolf's tapered erection right at the thicker base where his knot started. That had felt good. The doctor did it again and a spurt of precum came from his cock, but then, unfortunately, his fingers trailed away from that great spot to try a different angled rub near the middle of the wolf's erection...

With a little impatience, Garth humped forward. That put the doctor's fingers right at the sweet spot again. The wolf's own paws were digging into the bed. Garth felt an urge to use them to grab at his knot, give it the few squeezes he liked to feel so much! The doctor hadn't even touched it yet!

"Easy there," Doctor Rufus said when Garth humped up against his hand again. Those damned fingers, instead of focusing on the spot he wanted, trailed away from it every time. Doctor Rufus brought a second paw to his thigh, presumably to hold him still, while the first used a thumb to massage the underside of Garth's cock. Again, the wolf had a hard time suppressing a moan. That felt absolutely great as well...

The wolf's tail swished back and forth behind him. As his pleasure slowly grew higher and higher, his urge to hump, to shove his cock into something tight, to knot and tie with something only grew. The doctor pulled his sheath back again to reveal the full size of the large bulb at the base of the wolf's penis. It was grown, in Garth's experience, about halfway to full size.

Before, when he wasn't plagued with such a strong sense of arousal, sometimes the wolf would take his time while masturbating. Playing with himself, teasing his member, going slow and steady much like the doctor was doing and letting his knot grow little by little... That, however, was before. Garth's new urges required something faster, more active, more direct! The wolf tried to hump forward, but the doctor held him still. Without thinking, Garth shifted a little to the side so that he could hump, redirect the doctor's touch, get more pleasure...

But instead, the doctor withdrew his hand altogether.

"Hmmm... This isn't working out very well," the bear said. He wiped his hand that was sticky with precum on his own medical jacket and brought his paw to his chin. For the first time, Garth saw Doctor Rufus frowning.

"What? Is something wrong?" the wolf asked nervously. Though he was still panting, the fear that something was wrong made his arousal dwindle. The doctor looked at him, smiled and shook his head.

"Oh. With you, nothing. You wolves are all the same, full of instinct and vigor! I'm afraid that it will be hard to get a proper sample like this. Hmmm... Come."

The bear stepped back and motioned for him to follow. Garth didn't, at least not right away.

"Go where? Weren't you going to get a, uhh, semen sample? I told you that when this thing starts I don't think it'll go away until... well..."

The bear laughed despite how worried the wolf looked. "I know, I know all too well! We will get a semen sample, yes, but not here. I have proper equipment in the back that should make it easier to do so. Come."

Doctor Rufus came forward to grab his arm and gently pull him. Reluctantly, Garth followed, standing up. When he did, however... it was extremely strange to stand up completely naked and with his full erection bobbing between his legs. The wolf reached out for his pants, but the doctor stopped him.

"There's no need to get dressed just so that you can take it all out again back there. Just follow me!"

The wolf blinked. "Oh. Err... alright."

Rufus tucked his clipboard and the supplies he had brought back into the metal bucket, picked that up and headed out of the room humming to himself. He motioned for Garth to follow and, though the wolf trusted the doctor, it felt even weirder to walk through the inner corridors bare naked like that. When they walked past the secretary and reception doors Garth couldn't help but cover himself and lower his ears. What if she walked out of that room and saw him like that?!

He was sure that none of that even went past Doctor Rufus' head. Thankfully, his office was rather small, so they quickly reached a backdoor that the doctor motioned for Garth to step through. When he did, however, the wolf stopped in his tracks again.

"Wait... Is this the barn?"

The high ceiling gave it away. Much like the simple house connected to it, it too had been reformed. The walls were still made of simple wood, but the large doors at the end were closed shut with a large, heavy-looking wooden bar. It was easy to see where the animal stalls had once been, for the divisions were still there, but each of them had been reformed into small, different rooms, all of them with their doors open. Inside Garth could see different types of equipment in each of them, but he could not for the life of him figure out what they were for.

"Yes, it was the barn indeed! This farmhouse has been in my family for generations. I could've rented a place by the town's center, but why waste money on rent when I had all this space right here in my own lands?" The bear's tone was, as always, humorous to say the least. He waved the naked wolf towards one of the many small stable-rooms. "This way, please."

The wolf nodded. He followed the doctor's direction into one of the small rooms. The white floor and walls were perfectly clean and, though the room was very small, both the bear and wolf still fit inside pretty comfortably. On the wall opposite to the door the wolf saw a machine that he did not understand with cables and tubes coming out of it next to a very low, padded number of protuberances coming from the floor and a myriad of straps and belts hanging from the wall. A paw was placed on Garth's shoulder interrupting his attempt to figure out the purpose of the equipment.

"State of the art stuff. Magic cores, adaptable surfaces, only the best for my patients! This stuff alone cost more than what my folks used to make in a whole year of selling crops!" Doctor Rufus smiled at him and urged him on. All Garth could do was smile back. The bear was so casual about the whole thing that it was almost as if the wolf wasn't standing there naked and with his dick erect. Doctor Rufus then signaled for him to step forward. "Please get on your knees on the padded surface and we'll work on getting this magic right out of you, my friend."

Garth nodded. His erection had wavered without touch. If it wasn't for his condition, the wolf was sure he'd be fully back on his sheath by then, but at least he wasn't feeling as horny as before. When the wolf kneeled on the padded surface as instructed, Doctor Rufus started to bring the belts and straps coming from the wall behind him towards the wolf. He pulled them over his head and strapped one across his chest, then tightened it just beneath his shoulders in a way that effectively kept the wolf 'leashed' to the wall. He then started strapping another one over Garth's stomach in the same way.

"What's this for?" the wolf asked awkwardly watching. Another set of straps were pulled around Garth's thighs, one by one, to keep them steady as well.

"The equipment makes sure you don't move too much during the process. It'll make it easier for me to apply proper handling and for you to keep your... 'instincts' at bay," the bear said with a chuckle. "I wasn't even done with the initial checkup and you already looked like you were ready to tie with my hands!"

The bear merely laughed. Garth gave him a few light chuckles as well, but his ears did fold back with some level of embarrassment. He wondered if it was normal for patients to need straps because they weren't able to control themselves through a process as simple as semen collection. Garth thought about asking that, but he decided he was better off not knowing the answer. The bear then grabbed one of his wrists.

"I'll strap these as well, alright? Just in case you get an urge to reach down and 'help' me. Some patients do that." The bear waited for Garth to nod in agreement before he casually enveloped Garth's wrists with the same straps. They felt light around his wrists, but when the wolf tried to pull his hands forward he realized that indeed they would not go past his hips. He couldn't reach his erection sitting against his stomach even if he wanted to. A weird feeling to have.

"Very good," the bear said, standing up and inspecting his work. The wolf could still pull back closer to the wall where the straps were attached to, but he couldn't press forward anymore, keeping him firm in his kneeling position. The doctor pressed some buttons on his machine and a few lights came on, but then he turned back to the metal bucket with his supplies, took them out again and placed the bucket right in front of the kneeling wolf. After that, he pulled a simple wooden stool that the wolf hadn't noticed from the corner of the room and dragged it right to the wolf's side.

The bear sat down with an exhale and rubbed his large paws together. "Alright Garth, let's get this done. Would you mind if I put on some music while we do this? I find it rather soothing. It helps me concentrate on the process."

"Oh, uhh, not at all," the wolf said. It was weird to look down at the doctor from his elevated, kneeling position. The bear pulled his phone out of the pocket of his white coat, tapped a few buttons on it and, from speakers the wolf couldn't see came a light tune.

"Bluegrass music," the doctor explained just as he grabbed the wolf's penis again. He started with some light, common strokes that the wolf was pretty sure were meant to coax his erection into full hardness again. "A personal favorite of mine. Liked it ever since I was a little brat of a cub. Used to listen to it with my folks every night."

The music was soft and instrumental. The bear would hum to small parts of it every now and then. With full access to his cock, the bear's paws started working on it just as before. It was a matter of seconds before Garth was again gritting his teeth as he watched the bear's fingers glide through his erection. The measured strokes were back. Sometimes the bear went faster, sometimes slower, trying different angles and squeezing at the wolf's cock in different ways. Using two fingers, rubbing at it with his thumb, massaging the underside... The music on the back felt almost as if it was part of the process. Between the bear's humming and the way his strong fingers moved, it felt as if they were dancing to its tune.

Soon Garth was panting again. He started to see the purpose of the weird equipment, for when the wolf felt an urge to hump forward his hips met the resistance of the straps and, though the bear's eyes would shift to them and notice it, it didn't affect the way his hands handled the wolf's member at all. It wasn't long until precum started appearing from the wolf's tip again. This time, the bear passed his finger over the tip to actively use his own precum as means to make his handjob slicker and, by proxy, easier and more pleasurable.

"You're doing very well, Garth. Quite sensitive I see," the bear commented. As the wolf's pleasure continue to rise, precum became more frequent. With both his paws slick and gliding through his wet member with ease, the doctor started letting it fall down on the metal bucket. The silent little thuds that the drops of precum made as they fell down formed a strange tune alongside the light music playing in the background.

"You're very productive too. This is the magic's doing. It stimulates everything around it to great extent," the doctor explained. It surprised Garth that the bear could chat normally as if he wasn't handling another man's dick with his paw. So much that the wolf wondered if he shouldn't be polite and talk as well, but the paws rubbing and stroking his cock made him have to keep his muzzle shut or else he was sure he'd start moaning already. "It's very good, actually! There's no better lubricant than a male's precum. It's nature's own solution to the problem. Works much better than any artificial product any one of those companies can make."

The process went on for a little while. The bear's ministration of the wolf's member continued in the same light manner, but it wasn't long until the doctor could pull the wolf's sheath back again to reveal the inflating knot so that he could 'study' that as well. Garth found himself unable to suppress the occasional moan or groan of pleasure, but the bear continued the process with the same smile on his face as if that was the most normal thing in the world. To him, it probably was.

Garth had his tongue hanging out of his muzzle, panting and with his member pulsing in the air by itself by the time Doctor Rufus pulled back. He picked up the bucket and shook it which brought the sound of swirling liquid from within. A very considerable amount of the wolf's precum had gathered already.

"Very good, my friend, very good! I think we've collected enough and I've seen all I needed to see. We can begin the proper process to collect the semen for the study." The bear rubbed his paws together once more. Garth just looked down at him. The process hadn't even started yet?

"Uhh, o-okay, alright," the wolf said pretending he was aware of everything.

"As I said, I need you to hold back from ejaculating for as long as you can. I will try to be careful but with you young wolves, you never know!" The bear gave Garth a pat on his thigh and the wolf, though with his ears folded back, laughed alongside the bear. "If the sample is too thin we won't be able to measure the extent of the magic down there so you're gonna have to hang in there, friend."

Messing with his phone, the bear made the light tune of the music suddenly stop as he had apparently switched to a new track. This one already started at a slightly faster pace. With a small deep breath, the bear's paw got a grip on the wolf's cock but, unlike how it was before, this time it was a full grip from the side. The pads of the bear's paw felt warm against his sensitive member...

"I gotta commend you. You're a prime wolf specimen. Shaft with great shape and size, nice and healthy red coloring." The bear's fingers played over his length, tightening the grip just a little. "Not that many visible veins but the blood is definitely flowing well down here. In my inspection, everything felt good and normal all the way down to the bone. Healthy and well-sized knot too for all your canine tying shenanigans."

As he casually spoke, the bear's other hand that wasn't gripping his shaft came up to give his knot a tentative squeeze from the side as well. That alone was enough to make Garth gasp and draw-in a breath and hold it. Touching his knot always caused that little spike of pleasure that drove any canine crazy. The doctor might have noticed that because he chuckled.

"Hang in there, we're barely just starting. Sit... or rather, kneel tight, relax, and work with me here." The bear was nothing if not friendly. The music in the background went from the initial light rhythm to a proper tune. The doctor hummed with it joyfully as it actually began showing familiarity with the song and then the wolf, kneeling and bound, could only watch as the doctor's hand finally started working on a stroking motion over his cock.

With a powerful, firm side grip, the bear pointed his cock downwards. The stroking was rather... unique. The bear's paw moved fast up and down his paw gliding over the smooth length at a moderate pace. Garth could feel a little more than just the stroking, too. There were light squeezes coming from the fingers enveloping his cock coming here and there. Sometimes when the hand reached the tip down there, sometimes when it was close to his knot at the top. The constant flow of pleasure that assailed the wolf coming from the handjob was hard to deal with. It was... intense.

Garth kept the doctor's instructions in mind, which meant fighting to keep his breathing steady and trying to control the pleasure irradiating from his groin. Doctor Rufus seemed well-focused, studying his shaft as he worked it over. The bear's other hand came to cup and massage his balls at first, the motions very much in tandem with the rhythm the bear kept as he worked in stroking his length and, honestly, it felt rather in tune with the sound in the background as well. All of it got mashed together in the wolf's head to generate a state of calm and pleasure unlike anything he had ever felt before. The wolf felt tense against the straps holding him still, but at the same time, it was as if the rest of his body wasn't there. It was only his dick, his arousal, his pleasure... and that hand working it over for him.

"You're doing very well," the doctor praised. The sound of a droplet of precum coming from the tip to join the rest of it in the bucket came up every now and then, growing more frequent. At one point, the bear actually let go of his twitching dick to reach down to the bucket, wipe his paw in his precum that had gathered in the bucket, and then returned to the light stroking with his paw much slicker. Garth could see his own member shining with the coat of his liquid over it. The sight in itself felt extremely erotic.

The music in the background took a new direction. The number of instruments present in it seemed to grow as the pace increased. The new had Doctor Rufus smile and even close his eyes for a moment in obvious appreciation.

"Ah, this is my favorite part. We're going to speed it up a little bit and I'll apply stimulation to the knot as well, but remember to keep from ejaculating just yet, alright?"

Garth looked down to meet the doctor's eyes. The wolf swallowed and huffed, but didn't trust himself to give a verbal agreement without letting out other more embarrassing sounds with it, so he simply gave the bear a firm nod and took another deep breath.

The paw that had been coaxing his balls moved up. The bear's grip on his cock twisted it a little, giving it a nice and surprisingly stimulating rub with those expert, flexing fingers. Then, when the other paw came to grip at the wolf's very engorged knot from the side as well, Garth still couldn't help but let an audible whine of pure pleasure get through his shut muzzle. The wolf's hips immediately jutted forward in an almost purely physical reflex, but this time the straps around his waist kept him from humping against that warm paw.

"That's a good wolf," the doctor said in new praise. The stroking sped up. The doctor's fingers kept up with the incredibly pleasurable stroking, applying some twists of his paw as his hand went up and down the wolf's cock. Meanwhile, the bear's other large paw managed to get a full grip on the wolf's knot as well. The first light squeeze the doctor gave it made Garth let out a sharp huff through his nose from the sheer pleasure of it.

Little by little, the bear's hand continued to speed up. Garth looked down to see the blur of the bear's paw gliding over his cock but still keeping the same expert precision in how great the stroking felt. More impressive, however, was how the bear's hand handling his knot made the whole thing feel ten times as intense. It wasn't a constant squeeze on the knot, but a bit of pressure on the underside here, a thumb massaging the side there... All of them feeling perfectly timed to make Garth's hips fight against the straps keeping him still in an incredible urge to hump against and somehow tie that marvelous paw, as if that was possible.

It wasn't long before Garth felt his arousal getting the best of him. He felt his pleasure peaking, his climax drawing close. The wolf's breathing picked up, his heart racing and his world was nothing but the pleasure of the bear's hands. For a moment there, Garth thought about warning the bear that he was about to blow his load, but at the same time, the part of him that was desperate to feel it happening argued against it in his head. Before such an argument could reach a conclusion, however, the bear took the initiative. The hand stroking his cock let go of it just in time.

Garth looked down to see his own member, as hard as he had ever seen it, throbbing in the air in a motion that felt almost as if he was about to cum, but without further stimulation it didn't happen. The bear's paw gripping his knot slowly let go of it as well. With remarkable calm and, the wolf noticed, humming alongside his music, the bear leaned down to coat his paw with a new layer of the wolf's stringy collected precum. Then, while the wolf still felt at the very edge of orgasm, the bear's fingers came to lightly caress his length. It made Garth huff and groan with sheer lust and dragged on the very edge of his orgasm for a few seconds longer. The bear kept the stroking very light and contact to a minimum, observing the wolf's cock from up close as it throbbed in desperate need.

More precum erupted from its tip. Garth felt like a single stroke might tip him over the edge, but the bear's fingers moved with uncanny precision to stimulate him a little more without letting that happen. The bear's other paw was left on the wolf's thigh. Garth stared at it with such intensity that it was as if his mind had the power to move it to his knot again so that he could feel it squeezing at it.

But no. He had to pace himself.

"You're doing a great job," the bear said again. His praise felt genuine. Joyous, even. The bear's paw left his cock alone for a few moments to dwell on the precum again and, this time, Doctor Rufus brought both paws together to rub it between them while he waited. The bear smiled up at the wolf. The seconds slowly turned into a minute, then another. The pause felt much needed, for Garth was able to feel his arousal recede ever so slowly even if his every inch of his body craved for it to go on instead.

"We're going to get a big load out of you, my friend," the doctor said as his hands returned to the wolf's dick. Too soon, it felt, for as soon as the bear gripped his erection Garth couldn't help but gasp. Again, he had to resist the urge to pant and instead keep his muzzle shut and his teeth gritted to avoid being too noisy about his pleasure. The bear's paws, sticky with a new coat of his own fluids, took his cock with the same side-way grip and resumed the stroking.

The bear started slow again, but this time the whole process moved at a faster pace. Soon, those light, precise squeezes on his knot returned and the bear's paw sped up over his cock. It brought the wolf back to the height of his pleasure pretty damn quickly.

"Look at it pulse. You're definitely a healthy wolf! You're doing great, very good. Keep it up, keep holding back."

Garth did. Hell, he sure did. The wolf felt so damn close to cumming, but he held his breath and tried his best to hold back. The fast stroking slowed down but it was still there and, though the bear's paw on his knot held it in a very light grip, its simple presence around it had the wolf's body aching for it to tighten that grip with every instinct it had. He needed to knot something, he needed to tie, he needed to cum!

But it wasn't the time yet. Doctor Rufus' paw slowly let go of his cock one more time doing the same treatment of toning the stroking down to simple caressing on his throbbing length. Using just two of his fingers, the doctor gave the wolf's cock a few squeezes here and there, just enough to expertly keep him at the very edge of his pleasure for an amount of time the wolf didn't even know it was possible to linger there for. When it felt like the air around his cock was almost enough to make him cum, the bear's fingers retreated altogether.

"You're doing great, Garth, really great! Just a little more, yeah? Gotta make sure this beauty is nice and eager to give us all we need." The bear gave his thigh a few pats of encouragement. Just feeling that touch so close to his dick made Garth tense up. The bear leaned forward into the bucket to get a new coat of natural lubrication onto his paws. As he had some time to wind down, the wolf realized that he had been actively pulling against the straps holding his wrists and waist back without even noticing, so he let himself relax against them.

"I'm going to take it a little slower now since you're not supposed to ejaculate just yet. Work with me to hold it back, alright?"

It was another question that Garth could only answer with a nod and a huff. Those paws returned to his member in the same cock-and-knot fashion, but the doctor was more accurate. The stroking was slower this time, but somehow that made it feel even more intense. The bear's paw was still fast enough to feel like an actual handjob going up and down his length. Each time those fingers went over the wolf's cock he felt a new urge to hump against them that he had to hold back.

"Thaaaat's it. Working this load up quite nicely," the bear praised.

The process was long and continuous this time. The wolf tried to hold back from cumming, he really did, and for a while he was successful. The bear did slow down the stroking just a little every now and then, but after a while it sped back up and those heavenly paws never left his cock. Always stimulating. Always enticing his pleasure to grow more and more. Garth lost all notion of time, so he couldn't know if it was two minutes or ten that he resisted, but eventually he couldn't hold back anymore and his climax threatened to rise once more. The wolf closed his eyes shut, let out another small whine of pure bliss...

But the bear was able to see it coming. The stroking stopped and, though the doctor said nothing in reprimand, he did chuckle. Doctor Rufus took the opportunity to adjust the track of his song that Garth was barely listening to in the background and reapply his lube one more time while the wolf cock throbbed in desperate want of stimulation again.

The process repeated itself. The bear would stroke him with his magical fingers to bring immense pleasure, Garth would hold back for as much as he possibly could and, when he thought he was getting too far, the bear would slow down and change his approach. Slow stroking, careful teasing or even just a bit of knot stimulation without actually stroking the wolf. With patience, the bear praised him again for doing a good job and waited until the wolf's pleasure diminished enough so that he could continue.

Garth lost count of how many times he reached the very edge of his orgasm. Reaching the edge once again, he looked down at his dark red canine cock pulsing in the air again and released his breath to pant when the bear let go of it.

"I think we're ready to get a good sample, Garth. Are you ready for the ejaculation process, my friend?"

Garth's ears perked up.

"Y-yes," he quickly said, trying not to sound too eager for it.

Doctor Rufus laughed. "I've never heard a patient say no to that question. Don't think I ever will!"

The bear pulled the metal bucket a little closer in-between the kneeling wolf's legs. When Doctor Rufus took his member in his paws again Garth had to hold back from moaning. This time the bear's grip felt firmer, or maybe it just felt like that because the wolf knew what was coming.

"Get ready. Not too fast. We need to get a proper level of stimulation to make the sample as whole as it can be."

The wolf gave a weak nod. Garth took in a deep breath as the doctor's hands started working on his dick again. Just as before, Doctor Rufus started slow. The stroking, the kneading, the squeezing on his knot... The wolf soon found himself huffing with the same high amount of pleasure as before. He was trying to hold back, but he knew he wasn't going to be able to do so for long. He was too eager. Garth had never before wanted an orgasm as badly as he did there and then.

Luckily, the bear kept up with him. Those paws sped up, little by little, and the grip on his knot strengthened. The wolf was getting so damn close. He kept trying to hold back...

"Good job. Good wolf. Yeah, that's it. We're almost there, just a little more..." The bear's changed his grip on his cock. With four fingers gripping around the main length holding it sideways, Doctor Rufus then pulled Garth's cock downward to point it at the bucket with his one paw gripping the wolf's knot at the base and, with the other one, started some new intense milking motions that mixed the up-and-down stroking with a gentle kneading of his fingers on the wolf's cock. The doctor seemed to know exactly where to pull, where to squeeze, for the wolf felt his kneeling legs tremble, going weak.

"I c-can't hold-" Garth gasped. He tried, but he really, really couldn't. Worried, Garth looked at the bear but all he saw was a smile. The bear's hand sped up even more...

"That's alright, my friend. Let's get that nice load out of you. You can let go!" Doctor Rufus' grip on his knot tightened hard all of a sudden. The wolf let out a whine of surprise and, at the same time, the doctor's hand sped up to a blur of stroking his cock. The intensity of it made Garth's hips try to jut forward in tandem with the very intense burst of pleasure he felt as he went past the point of no return.

"Hnnnnnnghh... f-fuuuck..." the wolf cursed, moaning as his orgasm hit him. The bear didn't let go of his knot or slow down in the least even as the wolf started ejaculating, which only seemed to boost his the intensity of his pleasure tenfold as the bliss of his climax spread through his body. The wolf's cock started pulsing, throbbing, and then he shot the first strong jet of cum that hit the bucket below with a metallic thump.

"Theeeere we go! That's a good one!" the bear said with enthusiasm but without stopping his work on the wolf's cock for a moment. His stroking slowed down when the wolf started ejaculating and, instead, the bear started making some milking motions over the wolf's dick that combined further knot stimulation with kneading of the length. Each time the bear did that, Garth twitched with a new small burst of pleasure added to his orgasm and, in consequence, his cock also throbbed to spurt another heavy shot of cum, then another, and another, and another...

The world pretty much spun for Garth. It was, without a doubt, the longest orgasm he had ever experienced but the wolf could not for the life of him tell for sure how long it had been. Even as the orgasm finally started to fade, the doctor's expert paws still managed to knead and milk further little bursts of seed from his cock to join the thick, milky substance that had filled the bucket way farther than Garth thought would be possible in a single orgasm.

The wolf was left panting heavily. Doctor Rufus was slow and gentle in letting go of his cock, opening the grip on the wolf's very engorged knot and then still kneading a few last little spurts and droplets of cum. The wolf winced for the doctor handling his cock was starting to tread through the grounds of oversensitivity after such a powerful orgasm, but then, carefully, the bear let go of his length. The knot kept it hard and throbbing for a little while longer, but fully satisfied, Garth knew that soon it would be back to the safe, comfortable confines of his sheath. Without his lust to help, the sight of his dark red canine length fully hard like that in front of the bear made him feel a tad more awkward again.

"We got a great sample! Look at how much we got, huh? You're either a very virile young wolf or that magic is really working inside of you! Probably both, I'd say!" Doctor Rufus stood up and took the metal bucket by the handle. He shook it a little so that the thick liquid within could swish around.

"Will that be enough to run the tests you need to run?" The smell of his own cum hit Garth's nose and made him feel a little embarrassed, but he still smiled in return.

"Oh, most definitely! I think it will be enough. You hold on there and rest for a little bit and I will be back in a minute. A quick magic measurement and a comparison of intensity should be enough for us to know how far we need to go to get that thing out of your body. Need to do it while the sample is still fresh, though. I'll be right back, friend!"

Before Garth could say much, Doctor Rufus was out of the room with the bucket in hand. It bothered the wolf a little bit that the doctor had left the door half-open. An urge to cover himself came over the wolf, but the bear hadn't undone the straps around his wrists either. Garth wondered if he should work on undoing them himself, but he decided against it. The doctor would be back soon.

Instead, the wolf simply slouched in his kneeling position and stared at his own dick. There was a sense of calm in him after such an incredible orgasm. The music in the background had taken a slow rhythm, Garth wasn't sure if by coincidence or not, but the tune soon ended as well. Hell, Garth hadn't even known it was possible to feel so much through a handjob alone. For a moment, a thought of asking Doctor Rufus for hints on how to reproduce it with his own paw that crossed his head, but the wolf discarded it after feeling his face grow hot. He wasn't going to ask his doctor for masturbation tips, no.

In his tranquil state, Garth still had to wait a few more minutes until the bear returned. Not being really tied to anything that kept him stimulated, the wolf's member slowly retreated back to his sheath. The doctor's heavy steps were soon registered by his sensitive ears.

"I've got good news and bad news, my wolf friend," the doctor said, albeit in his usual cheerful way.

Garth couldn't help but grow a little worried. "Yeah? What kind of bad news?"

"Well, the bad news is that you've got quite the magic build-up in there. This must've been gathering there for a while! Do you, by any chance, have a habit of masturbating after work or something? While your paws might still be holding remnants of magic?"

Garth's ears flew back. His eyes widened a little. "I- Well I..." The wolf cleared his throat. In his usual routine, he liked to get a shower right after work and before the shower...

Doctor Rufus chuckled. "Don't worry, my friend. I'm a doctor! I'll take that as a yes. You can keep doing that if you want, Garth, just make sure you go through the whole process of anti-magic sanitization beforehand in the future."

Garth just gave a weak nod and steeled himself to instead change the subject. "And what's the good news?"

"Ah, yes! Well, the good news is that while it's a fair amount of build-up, we can extract it right here. Through proper instigation and in a controlled manner, we can have the bulk of it come out with an ejaculation. After that, any tiny remnants that stay there your body will get rid of over time."

The wolf stared at the bear. "Ejaculation? But, uhh, ah... I don't think I can- I mean, even with the magic in there I'm not sure I can do it again so soon..." Garth looked down. His cock was safely tucked into his sheath and, honestly, if he were to mess with it he was pretty sure it would still feel a bit oversensitive. Especially after that orgasm. Doctor Rufus, however, opened up a big smile.

"You underestimate your own virility, friend! Don't worry, we can work around that. I just came to ask if you're alright with the treatment and we can get started. I promise it won't hurt. Heck, it'll be the opposite of that!" Doctor Rufus let out a small laugh to which Garth smiled back even if with his ears half-folded.

"Well... If it's going to solve my problem... But I'm still not really sure about it." Even thinking about the prospect of another handjob as powerful as the one he had just received, the wolf's member still didn't move.

"Very good! This process won't be as simple as the collection, but I've done it plenty! You'd be surprised how often magic gets stuck in the wrong places. If you ask me, my blame is on all those poorly crafted magic-made toys, ya know?" With his casual conversation, Doctor Rufus approached him. He started undoing the straps that kept the wolf in his kneeling position. "People shop for price but if the stuff is bad quality they end up making up for it in doctor fees!"

All the wolf could do was smile. Doctor Rufus set him free, which he was glad for since the prolonged kneeling position as starting to become annoying, and the lack of belts around his limbs allowed Garth the freedom to stand up and stretch a little. He still wished he wasn't fully nude, but it didn't even bother him as much as before anymore. While he relished in the relief on his limbs, doctor Rufus messed with the machine on the small room's corner. He flipped a few switches and the light whirr indicated that the thing was on. As someone who worked with magic, Garth was able to recognize the small luminescence of a stable magical core through the small visor at the bottom, too.

"We're gonna have to strap you up again, my friend, but this time we're going to do a more natural position to ease the process. Trick the mind, you know?" Rufus was jolly as ever as he spoke. He picked up one of the weird wired tubes coming from the bottom of the machine and started spreading some gel in it while he inspected the thing. The wolf watched the whole thing with his ears flickering back.

"Uhh... alright. If you say so. How's this going to work?"

Doctor Rufus set everything back down and turned towards him with the same bright smile. The bear pointed at the padded surfaces on the ground. "I'm gonna have to ask you to get on your knees again. This time you put your hands right here to get down like this..."

Through the doctor's instructions, Garth soon found himself on all fours in the middle of the room. His knees and paws were perfectly placed on padded surfaces that seemed to be put there with that intent. The wolf didn't very much like how the bear pulled the straps from the wall to envelop his hips and legs again even on all fours so that he wouldn't move or, well... hump, probably. Other small straps came from the opposite wall to tie around his wrists as well to keep him in the all-fours position. The bear's straps kept his legs well spread and Doctor Rufus went as far as asking him if he thought he needed one to keep his tail up and out of the way. Garth at least refused that one ensuring the doctor he could keep it raised through the process if necessary.

Being kept in place like that was weird, but when the bear slid the metal bucket, now emptied of his fluids, right beneath him, Garth felt his face growing a little hotter. The urge he felt to put his tail down to cover himself made him start to have a few doubts about his earlier claim, but he fought on.

"The traditional mating position will help in making this feel more natural," Rufus explained. "I know it sounds silly, but the brain is a powerful thing!" The bear was back to fiddling with his machine. He adjusted sliders, input some things in a visor and messed around with the weird tubes again while Garth watched without understanding a thing.

"Are you absolutely sure this is going to work? As I said, I think it might be a little too soon to do this again..."

"Oh, right!" the bear exclaimed. "Right, right, I almost forgot. We indeed can't do this if you can't get it up, huh? Just give me a moment!"

As the bear left the room again, the wolf felt a little self-aware kneeling there naked, all strapped up and on all fours with a bucket stained of semen under him. Small thoughts of that secretary coming to check on the doctor and seeing him like that made him a little nervous, but it wasn't long until doctor Rufus returned. This time, he had a simple white, wet rag on his paw.

"I'm gonna press and hold this against your nose for a few seconds. I want you to take a few good whiffs with that impressive wolf nose of yours, alright?" The bear kneeled next to him and offered the rag. From afar, Garth's curious nose could already tell it smelled strong.

"Alright..."

He couldn't quite identify the smell, but it felt potent. When the bear enveloped his nose with the rag, Garth took one deep whiff... and identified it right away. His eyes widened and it was as if his body lit up in a rush. The smell was so intense that the wolf's reflex was to pull away, but Doctor Rufus' paw was ready for that and held him against it.

"Oh, oh! A couple sniffs, my friend. Come on, a few more to make it sink in..."

Garth lowered his ears but nodded. He sniffed again. He recognized the smell perhaps not even from familiarity, but it was something that every male wolf, well... it was like something a wolf was born knowing. The heavy, indistinguishable smell of a female in heat. The real ones always tried to hide such things with scent perfumes and heavy clothing so while Garth had had his share of it through his life, it had been something mild and controlled. Yet, that? It flared up every instinct the wolf had inside him. The straps around his waist were already useful to keep him from humping the air as, in the third sniff, Garth already felt his member emerging from his sheath with fully renewed vigor. The smell was almost intoxicating! When Doctor Rufus pulled it away, Garth still stole a few quick extra sniffs towards it.

The experience left the wolf in a light pant. He looked up at the bear and his ears folded back with embarrassment finally trying to gather himself up to some dignity. Traces of the scent lingered in his nose though and no matter how much he willed it, Garth couldn't keep his tongue from coming out to slather it all up.

"It never fails with you canines," the bear chuckled. Garth saw his eyes directed towards his bright red member again and felt yet a little more flustered, but it was all just part of the process. Any worry the wolf had that he wasn't going to be able to perform in a second ejaculation were already gone from his mind.

"Alright, my friend, the process is quite simple. I mean, how hard can cumming be, right?" Doctor Rufus was back to smiling. He picked up the weird tube connected to the machine and brought it close to Garth, then pulled his small stool next to the wolf to sit down and show him the instrument.

"This time the machine is going to be doing the stimulation. I know that sounds strange, but don't worry. It's state of the art stuff. The tube is adaptable to a canine shape and the stimulation is controlled. It'll feel nice."

"Okay..." Garth looked at the tube with uncertainty but nodded. It looked like some sort of masturbation sleeve. The single thin wire that linked the thing to the machine came from its side and the tube was actually open on both sides even if thicker around the base. It looked malleable and squishy.

"I'd do the job myself, but my paws will be busy too. You recognize this?" The bear pulled up a small container and popped the lid open. If the slightly red texture wasn't enough to give it away, the strong smell quickly did.

"That's anti-magic gel?"

"Exactly! See, you neglect to spread it through your paws so now we're going to have to spread it on less pleasant places! A lesson to be learned, eh?" Doctor Rufus laughed at his own little joke. "This is a special formula. It's a potent magic repellent so I'm going to carefully administer it to induce the magic to go down with your sperm when you expel it. That's going to make sure that the big majority of the magic stuck in there will go away, alright?"

Garth nodded once more. "That seems simple enough."

The bear was right back to smiling. "It is!" Doctor Rufus brought a single rubber glove up and snapped it around his right paw. "I'm gonna need you to hold still and, just like before, refrain from ejaculating too soon or I won't have enough time to make sure the magic is led out the right way. You can do that for me, right?"

Garth wished the bear didn't give his bare rump a few pats as he asked that, but he nodded in affirmation anyway. "Right."

"That's a good wolf. I'm going to apply the tube around your penis now. You're going to feel it working in a low intensity so that you can get used to it."

When the bear's gloved paw gripped his erection, Garth did wince just a little from a small remnant of that feeling of overstimulation, but the few preparing strokes the ursine gave him in preparation made the memory of how pleasurable the previous handjob was made the wolf's dick excited on his own. Blood certainly flowed down there with Garth's member hardening. The bear went as far as pulling his sheath back to expose his soon to be grown knot again.

"Hold still..." the bear said, and then Garth felt the tip of his cock being pressed against the tube. It felt slick inside and, as it slid up the wolf's cock, it felt... smooth. Warm. The surface felt malleable, adapting to his tapered canine shape yet feeling tight against his length in a very pleasant way. As the bear slid the strange tube all the way up, Garth could feel how it's walls seemed to contract around his member in a light sucking-like motion. The bear pushed it down until the tube was sitting right against the bulge of his knot. It seemed to be of just the right size too because only the very tip of Garth's red member could be seen coming from the other side. It enveloped his length pretty damn well. By the time he was done affixing a few straps to make sure it stayed in place over the wolf's cock, Garth was already feeling small impulses to hump against it and shove his knot into its tight confines as well.

"Does it feel good?" the doctor asked and the wolf nodded without hesitation. "I'm going to amp it up a little bit to provide continuous stimulation while I work. Hang in there."

It must've been some kind of remote controller that Rufus had behind him because Garth didn't see the bear stand up when suddenly the tube working over his length started working significantly faster. The light up-and-down undulation the tube provided over his cock grew faster and it was as if the thing somehow tightened over his dick. Garth had to bite his lip to keep himself from moaning, but he could definitely feel the familiar effects of the intense arousal he usually felt coming back to him.

"Wonderful," the bear said, voice full of satisfaction. "I'm going to start working on kneading that magic away. Make sure to try and stay relaxed, alright?"

"Hngh... a-alright," Garth said already in a slight pant.

Curious, the wolf glanced back to see the bear dragging his stool closer to his backside where he could have full access of the wolf's dick from the side. Doctor Rufus actually took the time to turn his light music back on before he started slathering his gloved paw with the red anti-magic gel. When the white glove was reddened with enough of it, Garth lost sight of the bear's paw when it dove in between his legs from behind, but he quickly felt the doctor's fingers grabbing hold of his furry sack to start kneading it.

The wolf held in a breath. The bear's strong fingers massaged his balls, spreading the gel through and by the fur to apply it to with a firm touch. Garth wasn't sure if the bear was actively trying to make the massage on his balls feel good, but it did. Several times did Garth glance back, but the bear was too busy humming to his music and focused on kneading his balls to acknowledge it so instead the wolf just resorted to kneeling there and enduring it. Or, rather, enjoying it. The bear's fingers that had handled his cock so well took care of his balls in the same pleasurable way. A knead there, sometimes a squeeze that almost felt painful, but in the end only made the light suckling of the tube on his cock all the more pleasant. Since it didn't cover the tip of his cock, the small 'thud' of a droplet of precum hitting the bucket below was quite loud.

"I'm going to move on to the prostate," the bear casually said. His hand went down to gather more gel, but the wolf's ears perked up.

"Prostate?" he asked without keeping the worry out of his voice.

"Well, yeah. Didn't I mention that? We need to direct the magic down the right way. That means spreading the gel all around it."

While Garth was still putting together what that meant, the bear's finger already prodded beneath his tail. The appendage flew down in a protective instinct, but doctor Rufus' other paw came to pull it up and out of the way.

"Please keep the tail raised," the bear kindly asked. Garth opened his muzzle to reply, but instead of words, a groan came out. The finger had made its way in. The wolf's tail fought to go down again and, in pure reflex, Garth clenched down on the finger. The bear might have expected that because his paw continued to hold the tail up while his big finger, on the other hand, dug further in.

Garth shifted in his place. The straps successfully kept him still but he had to hold his breath again to keep from making more embarrassing noises. A muffled whine was caught in his throat as the bear's gloved finger twisted and prodded in the wolf's most intimate place. Garth had had prostate exams before, but that was just about the extent of his experience in that regard.

Never before had he felt a finger up there while horny and aroused. There was a strange synchrony between what he felt the bear doing back there and the way the tube worked on his cock. Doctor Rufus seemed to know what to look for back there because soon enough the bear let out a quiet 'aha', and then his finger pressed down at just the right spot...

"Hnnnghh..." The moan came out even while Garth actively tried to suppress it. His cock twitched against the tube and the sound of more precum dripping down to the bucket filled the room in tandem with the light squelching of the weird tube working on the wolf's erection. The bear's finger continued to massage his insides with twists and squeezes while every now and then lightly pressing at the buttons deep in there that made Garth's legs go weak from the pleasure.

Occasionally, the bear would pull his paw back to gather more gel around his gloved fingers, but soon it would return. The machine continued to idly work on his cock to stimulate it and sometimes Doctor Rufus' other paw would come up to give his balls a little bit of attention as well. The wolf stayed quiet, trying to focus, but while he had thought that nothing would be more intense that the semen extraction he had been through early, well... he had been wrong. The sound of the droplets of precum hitting the bucket was constant. The scent of heat lingered on his nose, making Garth close his eyes to sniff it every now and then. The treatment continued, but the pleasured built on inside him. So intense...

Humming to himself, Doctor Rufus pulled his paw and finger away. Garth had lost the measure of time so he wasn't sure how many times the bear had done that before to gather more gel, but when it returned? His big finger shoved itself in there without ceremony as always, but the wolf gasped when he felt a second gloved finger forcing his ass to spread wider so that it could get in there alongside the first. The bear's two fingers moved in synchrony in there to spread the gel, to press his buttons... There was a jolt of pleasure, then another. Garth felt his cock start to throb. The tube working over his length wasn't fast, but it never stopped. It just undulated, stimulating it, caressing his cock, it was... too much. Another twist of the bear's fingers and Garth suppressed a moan.

"Doctor Ruf- hngh- Aah! I'm- hnnnnnnnngh..."

"What?" the bear stopped moving his fingers in there, then quickly withdrew them. When the bear noticed as well, it was already too late. Garth felt it coming. He couldn't stop it.

"Oh no. No no no, my wolf friend, hang on, hold back. It's too soon!" The bear quickly toned down the stimulation of the milking tube over Garth's red, throbbing length. It slowed down, but the pleasure it provided was still freaking great.

The wolf pulled against the straps holding his hips up on the all-fours position as he felt his orgasm rising. The 'thump' of the first shot of cum going into the bucket was loud and clear, then quickly followed by more as the wolf's cock started pulsing, firing jet after jet of cum into the bucket with only the tube working it. One of them was so strong that it missed the bucket altogether. Garth moaned. He couldn't help it. The orgasm felt wonderful even if the continuous stimulation was low.

Garth felt a hand gripping his cock and pointing it down towards the bucket even as the tube still moved with its slow up-and-down movement over the wolf's ejaculating member. His knot grew to full size behind the tube and the lack of stimulation in it felt remarkably frustrating for the wolf, but an orgasm is still an orgasm and the pleasure was genuine. It was when Garth's climax was just about to die down that the bear slid his hand up, tightening a grip around the wolf's knot that made him twitch in his bondage from the intensity of it. That alone made his cock spurt a new stronger jet of cum, milking a little more of his orgasm out of him still.

"Was too much, huh? We didn't have time to knead the magic properly just yet, my friend." The bear's tone was calm. With his pleasure starting to diminish, Garth felt his face growing hot.

"I'm so sorry," the wolf whined.

"That's alright, it's all good," the bear quickly said. "We can still salvage this. This is going to feel a little more intense but I'm going to have to ask you to hang in there, alright? You think you can do that for me? Just a little more and we'll get the rest of this nasty magic out of you!"

Garth's ears twitched. He tried to glance back at the bear and nod. "Alright?"

"Good. We're going to have to simulate a tie here to keep you from going soft. Trick your wolf instincts a little bit. Hang on."

With his grip on the wolf's knot, the bear pulled his cock back. Slowly and surely, he pulled the still pulsing, dark red member back until it was pulled well between the wolf's legs with the bear's ungloved hand keeping the same tight grip on his knot. Garth grit his teeth. His cock throbbed to let out an extra dry spurt or two. The wolf's only reflex was of spreading his legs further as he felt his cock being pulled back neck to his balls. It sure as hell did feel like he had tied with something warm and tight.

To make things even more intense, the bear's fingers returned to his anus. Two went in right away working the gel in with what seemed to be more urgency because they moved faster. Garth couldn't help it. He moaned out loud and blushed right as he did it, but the bear was merciless in kneading his insides and pressing against his prostate, again and again, to send the same jolts of pleasure through the wolf as before, but way more frequently. Even though Garth had just cummed, the sensitivity of his post-orgasm state just mixed in together with the pleasure into a myriad of feelings that had his knees feeling weak. If it weren't for the straps keeping his hips steady on the all-fours position the wolf swore he might collapse.

When Garth was just succeeding in holding back his new moans, the bear's hand that held his cock back between his legs by the knot started just... kneading it. A rub with a thumb, a squeeze on the sides, and then a full on light stroke applied straight to the wolf's knot all while keeping the grip around it tight. The tube around his length was almost still, but its warmth combined with the bear's hand made it feel like the wolf was tied to the most pleasurable thing in the universe. The increasing prostate stimulation coupled with the massage on the knot sent the wolf into a pleasure overdrive of the likes he never thought possible. It felt like almost... too much! Garth opened his muzzle to perhaps speak against it, but no sound other than a whine of pure ecstasy came out.

"Oh ho ho. There we go," the bear suddenly said. The pleasure was such that he barely felt it coming. The rush of orgasm sneaked up on him only when his cock started spurting cum from the tip once again. This time, the bear didn't stop neither the knot-kneading nor the prostate massage in what seemed to be an effort to make the wolf cum as much as he could. A successful effort, to say the least.

With his cock pulled back between his legs, the bear had to pull the bucket back with his foot and only then did he lean the wolf's cock down just a little bit so that the arch of his seed would hit the bucket again. Garth moaned, loud and clear, with nothing but pleasure going through his mind as the bear squeezed his knot in perfect synchrony with the pulses of his orgasm. Each time he did so, a new burst of pleasure went through the wolf from direct stimulation to the most sensitive part of his kind.

"Thaaaaat's it. Let it all out, wolf, let it all out," the doctor cooed. Even when the wolf's orgasm, which was surprisingly substantial given the extremely short interval between it and the last one, started subsiding, the bear continued to move his fingers inside him. He continued to spread the gel in there while kneading his knot to get the most out of him. Pleasure started giving way to oversensitivity again, this time enhanced greatly given that it was his second, or rather, third orgasm in a matter of a single hour. The bear's kneading didn't cease right away, but instead just decreased in intensity little by little and with extreme care and accuracy until he was merely holding the wolf's cock back between his legs again. That was when the bear's other paw finally, also with care, pulled back from under the wolf's tail.

Garth felt completely sapped of strength. The wolf found himself panting with his tongue lolling out of his muzzle. He never thought such levels of pleasure were even possible...

"Very good. You did a great job, Garth. I apologize for pulling out two ejaculations out of you in a row, but the first one came far too early and I'm afraid we weren't quite ready yet. I'm going to let go of you here in a moment to take this new sample to the back and make sure we got enough of it out, if you don't mind."

Garth could barely even speak. He simply nodded.

"A- a... alright," the wolf said through his haze. Very carefully, the bear let the wolf cock pull back to its original position under his stomach and then, finger by finger, he softened his grip on his knot to let go. Even alone in the air, Garth's red canine member continued to pulse in the air under him. The bear was careful in pulling the tube off his cock as well, but the tight, soft material sliding off his member still made him gasp and wince. With a glance down he swore he had never seen his knot so engorged before.

"I'm going to undo these straps to let you rest for a little bit. I'll be back in a minute!"

True to his word, the belts were undone one by one until Garth was supported only by his trembling arms and legs again. He still heard a chuckle from Rufus before the bear took the bucket he had filled with cum once again and stepped out of the room. With a glance towards it, Garth's eyes widened when he saw that the white, pearly cum that filled the bucket had a noticeable glow to it. A glow he was all too familiar with given that he worked with it on a daily basis.

With the bear gone, all Garth could do was move to the side to sit on the ground. Traces of the red gel could still be seen over the gray fur of his balls, sheath and even under his tail, but he didn't care. He just leaned back against the wall and didn't even mind that the door was half-open and his tired member was right there, exposed and resting against his stomach with the knot still in full size.

It was only when he heard doctor Rufus returning that he tried to sit a little more straight. Press his legs together to hide his dick at least a little bit.

"Good news! The magic concentration in that sample was off the charts! It was definitely enough to get the most of it out of your system. Anything that might be left will fade over time... provided you be a good boy and don't feed it with more magic, hah!"

The bear was all smiles. Garth smiled as well to the good news and used the wall to support himself in standing up despite his wobbling legs. He did use a paw to cover his erect dick, but it wasn't quite enough and... the bear had already seen everything anyway. Even his paw over his dick, however, was still enough to make it harden just a little bit again.

"Thank you so much, doctor. I owe you a lot!" The bear smiled back at him, then peeled his glove out of his paw and discarded it. Garth's eyes lingered on the bear's big paws for just a moment. He shifted in place, folded his ears back... and felt his cock pulse against his hand once more.

"Say, doctor, do you, like... do more of these treatments? If perhaps I could get another..."

That got the bear's attention. He looked at the wolf with a broad smile, as always, and put a paw on his shoulder.

"Hah! You're not the first patient to ask me that, my wolf friend! Perhaps, perhaps indeed I do, but you're going to have to set up another appointment." Doctor Rufus winked at him. Garth nodded.

As the bear led him back to the examination room to get his clothes, the wolf didn't even notice how his own tail wagged back and forth behind him.