A Father's Betrayal - Part 3 (Personal Growth)
#3 of A Father's Betrayal
'Alyx appears to be exhibiting delusional behavior, muttering to herself about caves and bats, and falling. Strange, considering she has been kept in a cell for three days since being admitted. Doctor Reinholdt insists that this is due to her condition, but I have my doubts. He says that she was another drug addict brought in by the police for treatment, but why would he password protect every one of her records if that was the case? I can't help but think that something strange is going on. Nighttime procedures are being scheduled, but exact details are kept a secret. Not to mention the sudden influx in deliveries, ones which nobody other than the good doctor are permitted to sign for. These are taken to a high security section of the asylum for whatever purpose, and then never mentioned. I questioned Reinholdt about these packages today, and was brushed off, but he grew visibly agitated at my mentioning them. I will try to find my way onto the staff for one of these nighttime procedures and see what exactly is going on.'
--Personal journal of Douglas Williams
Nurse at Reinholdt Mental Health Center
Time seemed constantly in flux to Alyx, the blink of an eye could take hours from her one moment, and simply an instant the next. Her world was a blur, one moment a vast estate, the next a white room, or a forest, or the bottom of an ocean... she was hardly sure which was reality, and at times wondered if she even cared. The heavy doses of drugs which were administered regularly to her kept her in a constant state of delirium, while also having the desired effect of clouding her mind and memories, making her appear to any casual observer as a bunny who had lost her mind. In a way she had, though the drugs ensured that she was unaware of what had been lost, or that it was missing at all.
Her eyes would open once more and she would find herself in a familiar hallway once again, four closed doors before her and two large curtains covering the walls where a pair of doors once would have been. She barely paid attention to either of those curtains, trying to avoid looking at them as best she could, though today her attention came to the second door on the right side. Without a moment's hesitation, she strode to that door and gripped the handle, passing through it uneventfully and walking slowly down a dimly lit corridor. Something about that door just seemed right today, though as she continued down the hall, she started to doubt that decision somewhat, turning around to see that the corridor seemed to go on forever behind her. A casual glance was cast over her shoulder, and the end of the hall was in sight in the direction she had been travelling.
One hand would brush over her slightly swollen belly, the bulge there far smaller than it had been previously, though quite firm to the touch. "Hmph, I need to cut down the the sweets, yes I do... Getting a bit of a belly, and I certainly can't go gaining too much weight, no no no... This walk should do me some good... yes, that's what I'll do! A nice, long walk to burn off all those extra calories, and that belly will just disappear!" Satisfied with the plan, she carried herself confidently down the hall, drifting along for several minutes before realizing that she was no longer in a dim corridor, but in the middle of a grassy plain.
Behind her she could see no sign of the hall she had exited, though the flat landscape would have allowed her to see for miles in any direction. "Curious, I could have sworn... oh bother, there goes my imagination again... How could I have come from a hallway into a field like this? That just wouldn't be logical! So logically, I must have just lost track of time, yes yes... And I must have been walking for a while too!" Excitedly, she looked down at her stomach, half expecting the bulge to have disappeared, only to be disappointed when she found it was still there, and seemed to have grown a bit since she last looked at it. "Hmm... Must be the light, oh well!" With a chuckle, Alyx continued to wander aimlessly through the field, enjoying the feel of the sun warming her bare fur, and the sensation of the grass beneath her feet.
It wouldn't be long before she came to a lonely patch of flowers, every color of the rainbow was accounted for, and she felt it would be rather foolish not to spend some time enjoying their beauty. Kneeling down gently, she would lean in over the flowers, inhaling deeply their sweet aroma, her nose wiggling a bit as she did so. "Mmn... so nice..." would be muttered as she felt her eyelids drooping, "So... perfect for... a nap... mmmmn... yes..." Before she even had a chance to lay down, Alyx was out, toppling forward into the bed of flowers and crushing them beneath her.
A faint buzzing sound rang in the bunny's ears as she began to stir once more, the bright sun overhead punishing her for opening her eyes as quickly as she had while also rendering her temporarily blinded. Ears would twitch once more as that buzzing grew louder, followed by a sharp jab in her left breast, causing her to sit up violently, swatting reflexively at the source of that sudden pain. Accompanying the slap of flesh on flesh came a small crunch, her vision clearing enough to see the crushed remains of a honeybee in her hand. Without a moment's hesitation she was on her feet and running, trying to put as much distance between herself and the swarm of bees that surely must be right behind her as possible.
Luckily for Alyx, she was faster than the bees, as occasional glances over her shoulder would reveal. She ran for what felt like half an hour before finally succumbing to fatigue, her legs aching and her lungs burning, desperate for a rest. Not hearing the tell-tale buzzing, she assumed the bees had quit their pursuit, and sat down in the grass, leaning her back against a tall tree. Little did she realize the danger as she struggled to catch her breath, wiping the sweat from her brow as a beehive loomed several feet above her, the insects crawling out of it two or three at a time and taking to the air, the quiet buzz of so small a number of them inaudible over the bunny's loud breathing.
Before she could react, the airborne insects would descend on Alyx, a pair landing on her right breast and one on her left, the tickling of their tiny feet in her fur drawing her attention just in time to see their stingers being plunged into the soft mounds on her chest. Crying out in pain, she swatted at the bugs wiping their crushed carcasses on the grass beside her as she became quite keenly aware of a surge of heat in her chest, crippling her ability to fight off the creatures as they loomed over her. She hugged tightly at her chest before curling up tightly in the fetal position on the ground, rocking from side to side on the ground as the pain grew in intensity. So paralyzed by the pain, she was unable to react as several more of the bugs landed on her hip, crawling down over her stomach and between her thighs. Three more stings came then, each one on or around her clit, and soon she was writhing in pain on the grass, screaming out and sobbing as tears streamed down her face, both of her hands clamped firmly between her thighs.
Too concerned with the pain, Alyx did not notice her breasts had swollen at least one full cup size, and they seemed to be growing even more. What she would notice almost immediately was the swelling between her legs as that sensitive nub grew longer and thicker, almost two inches long within a few brief moments. Her mouth opened in a shriek of agony with the slightest hint of pleasure as that searing heat seemed to press through the core of that growing length, eyes rolling back in her head as she gritted her teeth, struggling to remain conscious through all the pain. Every inch she grew brought her to new heights of pain she hadn't known existed, and almost all of it centered on that throbbing flesh she now gripped tightly in both hands, as if she could force it to stop growing if she squeezed it tightly enough. This of course proved to be quite a false assumption, as she continued to grow 'til what was once a tiny clit had grown to a full eight inches, and too thick to fully wrap her fingers around with one hand.
As the pain subsided, Alyx would lay as still as she could on her back, still clutching at that length as she tried to catch her breath, her chest rising and falling in time with her breathing. Groaning, she sat up with greater difficulty than she felt normal as she looked down over herself, her breasts having expanded to at least D-cups, if not a bit larger, pink nipples standing erect through her fur with a bit of fluid beading at the tips. As if that weren't enough to deal with, she forced herself to look down further to confirm her fears, only to find herself still gripping what was now a rather impressive, and fully erect, penis. "What... how could... b-but..." she sputtered for a moment, at a loss for words as she tried to make some sense of how this could have happened, and finding no good explanation. "That just... makes no sense... I understand some swelling but... Hmph, why would this happen..."
She sighed softly and started to draw her hand away from that swollen length, moaning softly as her fingertips brushed along the sensitive underside of it. "Ohhh! Oh goodness... that... that was... interesting..." And against her better judgement, her hand would return to her throbbing shaft, fingertips exploring along the sides and tip as she bit into her lower lip to stifle the little moans which were spilling out as she explored her new appendage, a little squeal escaping as the first dribble of pre would escape the tip, "Oh no! It's leaking!" She cried out in alarm as she scooped up the viscous fluid with a fingertip, shivering from the sudden jolt of pleasure as she rubbed along the sensitive flesh of her length. A moment's curiosity had her rubbing the fluid between index finger and thumb, then pulling those fingers apart to observe the properties of the sticky liquid as a strand of it linked the two fingers 'til they were as far apart as they could be before finally breaking.
All the while, she felt a deep need growing within her, and those few moments she spent playing with the new fluid did nothing to satisfy that need. Almost reflexively, her hand would grip at her shaft once more, pumping up along that length with a purpose, gathering up a bit of pre along the way to help the process along, "Mmn... w-well... maybe if I rub it... the swelling will go down?" Biting at her bottom lip once more, she would wrap the fingers of her free hand 'round the base of her shaft and slowly she would begin to stroke up and down along the majority of her length, her other hand focusing on working the last few inches, gathering up pre and pumping away furiously. Laying herself down on her back, Alyx arched upwards as she moaned uncontrollably, small spurts of pre soaking into the fur of her chest and coating her breasts in the slick fluid.
She lay there for several minutes, pumping away at herself at a frenzied pace, desperate for release as she soon became a writhing, sticky mess. Her chest glistened in the light from the thick coating of pre, the clear fluid spurting from the tip at an alarming rate as her pleasured moans grew louder and more frequent, her body shaking from head to toe as she inched closer and closer to climax. All the while, her breasts grew more and more sensitive and even a bit sore, as if they too were desperate for some release. With some hesitation, she drew one hand away from her almost painfully hard cock, the remaining hand working double duty as it stroked fully along her length and continued stimulation to the tip.
Her now free hand would cup the swollen mound of her left breast, a soft squeeze drawing a long, low moan from the girl, her hips bucking upward as a stream of warm, creamy milk sprayed wildly from her nipple. That sudden sensation was what would finally drive the bunny over the edge, her back arching sharply as the hand working her shaft became a blur, pumping so fast and hard that the muscles in her arm burned in ignored protest. All that mattered now was reaching her peak, and with one more stroke, her body went rigid for a brief moment, followed by a violent burst of viscous white seed from the tip of her new cock. The first sailed over the bunny's face, splattering into the grass behind her as the next streamer of cum would erupt from her length, the second coating her neck and chin, easily half of it catching her right in the open mouth. Her jaw snapped shut in shock before she swallowed the thick fluid down, moaning in pleasure as several more thick jets of seed painted her chest and stomach, as well as the grass around her. Finally spent, the next few minutes consisted of the bunny twitching from time to time as she lay in the sticky mess she had created, her newly grown prick softening in her hand, drooping off to one side limply as she closed her eyes, trying to catch her breath once more, and finding herself drifting off into that cool blackness once again.