Doctor! Doctor!
#1 of Cockvore Stories
Story for a friend over on SF
Edited by friend on skype
I've been trying to get better at writing short stories, so I'd really really REALLY love to hear feedback on how to get better at it.
'Come on you can do this; just go in and get it over with.' Delta thought, shivering slightly from a sudden gust of crisp morning wind, edging him into the hospital he'd reluctantly been standing in front of for several minutes. Taking a tentative step forwards, he made his way past the heavy automatic black doors and into the polished, white, tiled hallway. Despite being early in the morning, it was surprising to see so many people as he walked past various waiting rooms that lead to different sections of the hospital. It wasn't like the rooms were overfilled with people, in fact the rooms only had enough people to take up a quarter or less of the seats, but still he wouldn't have thought this many people would be here, atleast not right now. Rounding a left corner and continuing down the cold tile, Delta paused outside of room 103 and peered in through the glass frame. Aside from others waiting to see their doctor it was fairly empty. An elderly lioness sat in the corner. Wrinkles were on her cheeks and forehead, and thick framed glasses set on her nose, but aside from that, nothing seemed wrong with her physically. Across from her sat a pomeranian mother rocking her at least four month old baby while her other child was wiggling impatiently next to her. On the other side of the room was a male doberman reading a geographic magazine, and lastly a coyote sitting nearest the door Delta entered. From the bandages on his head and cast on his left arm Delta guessed he must have been in some sort of accident, but judging from the clothing the coyote wore it was probably more likely a skating incident. Stepping inside, Delta made his way to the vixen sitting at the desk. Looking closely, she looked to be around her late twenties and had a fairly slim figure. White fur running down her lower jaw and neck stood out from the contrast of bright red orange fur along her body. Deep green eyes focused on the computer screen in front of her as Delta coughed into a balled fist to get her attention. "Morning." Her voice was upbeat but you could hear the drowsiness she tried to hide. "How may I help you?" "I'm here for my ten-o-clock appointment with my doctor, Dr. Charles." "Okay, I'll let him know you're here. If you can take a seat we'll call you when he's ready to see you." Nodding, Delta left the vixen and sat himself down in a corner seat away from everyone else. Glancing down at the table to his left he grabbed one of the old magazines and flipped through the pages, though his thoughts kept going back to the reason he had made this appointment in the first place.
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Light bounced off dented deep blue metal locker doors and onto the worn wooden benches that lined the empty rows; paper scattered in patches on the dirty, scuffed, floor. Soft steady drips of water from the open shower area filled the silence that lingered in the air, until the squeak of an opening door and shuffling of feet echoed off the walls. Stepping fast across the hard floor, Delta made it to his locker, opened it, and pulled out the white towel that hung on the door and soap that lay on a shelf. Stripping out of his gym clothes, he stuffed them inside and closed the locker door before making his way to the shower room. This was his routine to sneak off out of gym class while everyone was distracted and scrub himself down before the bell rang. Of course this meant a very short bathing session since he left with only a couple minutes left for class to keep anyone from actually noticing his absence. Turning on the faucet, he let out a sigh at the feeling of warm water cascading down his scaled body; flexing his leathery wings while rubbing the soap over his lean white stomach and black scaled sides. Turning around, he let his head fall as he relaxed to the soft pitter patter of water against his form. Only when the sharp sound of the bell filling the locker room, and the echo of his classmates heading to change out of their gym clothes, did Delta realize he let himself stay a bit too long. Before he could finish scrubbing the suds off his body, he heard the locker room door push open and a flood of voices and scuffle of feet on tile. Dozens of other guys roughly the same age as Delta, some older or younger by a year or two, swarmed to get to their lockers to change while Delta started to turn the shower head off and wrap himself in his towel. One of the guys, Thad, a horse that Delta grew to dislike greatly and made it a top priority to avoid him as much as possible, noticed him making his way out of the shower. "Hey shrimp-dick," Thad bellowed while be strutted over to Delta; puffing out his overly muscled chest. "you keep leaving like that'n coach finds out, he'll give you a new hide!" Ignoring the muscle bound horse, Delta opened up his locker and started to change. Thad, however, had other things in mind as he leaned against the locker nearest Delta. Some of Thad's friends, a large black furred bull and snow white furred wolf, noticed what was happening and started to join in. "Yeah," The wolf chimed in "why do you get to leave early?" Thad sneered, "Probably because he doesn't like other people seeing how small he is." In one quick motion, as Delta reached for his shirt, Thad grabbed the dragon's towel and tore it away exposing him to everyone in the room. "I thought lizards kept everything inside?" The bull started, "Well, it be a lot less embarrassing if you had everything inside, pencil dick!"
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"Delta Sharpeclaw?" The soft male voice broke his train of thought. "Delta Sharpeclaw?" The voice called out again. Looking up from the magazine in his hands, which was still on the same page, Delta saw who was calling out his name. A male nurse stood in the doorway to the many examining rooms that lay beyond. Light brown fur covered the nurse from his small rounded ears to his webbed feet; creamy white colored fur reached from the bottom of his lower jaw to down his neck. His smallish agile frame, somewhat close to what Delta had, looked perfect for his lutra body. Standing up quickly and walking over to the otter, who turned and walked down the hallway, directed Delta to weigh himself before they continued their way to a room near the back of the hallway. "Good morning, my name is Phillip. Please can you take a seat and we'll get started." Doing as he was asked, Delta padded over to the grey bed like object, which he didn't know the name of off hand, and sat on the thin sheet of paper that was laid out on it. In moments upon sitting down the nurse began taking Delta's pulse and blood pressure and asking the standard questions he's asked from time and time again. Delta answered automatically, keeping each response short with a yes or a no, and soon found himself alone; the otter only saying "Your doctor will be in shortly." before he left. Minutes ticked by while delta waited; the butterflies in his stomach increasing with each passing second. Looking around, he examined what was in the room to take his mind off what he inevitably put himself into. The room was large enough to possibly fit six average people before anyone would start to feel cramped. Picking up the strong sent of sterilizer creeping into his nostrils, his nose twitched while he looked at the posters of body structures, how-to for cleanliness, and other miscellaneous things of the like. Turning his head to the left, he looked at the various black medical devices that hung in small black boxes. Seeing nothing of any real interest to distract him, he tried to think of the names for the medical equipment behind him. A short series of knocks, however, kept him from doing just that as his doctor opened the door and walked in. Dr. Charles stood at six feet three inches, just a couple inches taller then Delta. He made short work of crossing the room and sitting down. Snow white fur shined in the artificial light, and random black dots covered his body, left eye, and ear of his body. Unlike Delta's slimmer form, his doctor had a more athletic build, even if it was covered by clothing. "Good morning Delta." He said rolling his stool up to Delta. "What seems to be the problem?" "Oh, well, um... for a year or so now, people have been sort of making fun of me for my size ...down ... 'there'." "That doesn't sound like a medical problem I can help you with Delta..." "I know, I was hoping to get some advice. For umm... well..." Taking a deep breath in, Delta found himself all but blurting out his question. "What kind of things is there that can permanently increase my size?" "Well there is a penis enlargement surgery to do that, however it will leave scars and because the penis may not recover fully it can be prone to infections. There's also a silicon injection, but that only effects the girth, not length. You also run the chances of disrupting tissues and nerves near the injection area. The worst case scenario for that would be impotence. Clamping is another way but it's very risky and dangerous. One other way is hanging, and that too carries serious risks like nerve damage, chronic pain, scarring and, again, impotence." "Oh..." Delta said, a bit disappointed in the options he was given. Seeing the dissatisfaction on his patient's face, Charles grinned inwardly, barely showing the shiver that ran up his spin as he thought of that new product that he had given to dozens of men before the lizard. "But, there is something that could work with no side effects, or, well ... none you'd end up regretting anyways." Delta perked his head up, quite interested in what this 'something' was. "What is it?" "It's a new product; a steroid injection at the base of the penis, and it causes the girth of the shaft to swell, as well as causing an increase in length." "New? H-have there been others to take it?" "Yes, I personally administered it to many men before you and each one was extremely satisfied with the results." Delta stumbled over his words nervously, "Are there a-any side effects?" "Not any that could be harmful." Charles was beaming inside, shifting in his seat, trying to hide the swelling at his crotch as he thought about the patients that agreed to use this drug, and what happened afterwards, and those that still meet with him after hours several days a week. "Wait, what do you mean by that?" "Well," the doctor started, trying to keep his sheath from swelling any further, "aside from increase in length and girth, you'll be able to produce far more seminal fluid. Along with that, your testies would also become a bit bigger. This drug has been out for months, and again, there hasn't been anything wrong with it." Delta sat quiet for a moment, considering his options. Either try something that could really harm him... try this new drug that may not have any side effects, or do nothing and continue having Thad and his friends harassing him. He nodded slowly as he came to a decision. "I'll take the shot if what you say about it is true." "Alright then, I'll be right back with the shot and the release form. Also a nurse is going to come in shortly to help make sure everything goes smoothly." Dr. Charles got up and strode over to the door, doing his best to keep his patient from seeing the straining bulge in his pants. 'Gods, this is going to be fun.' He thought as he closed the door behind him. Delta was alone once more, the nervousness in the pit of his stomach growing rapidly as each tick-tock of the clock passed. 'I hope this works' he thought, swishing his tail back and forth along the ground. Rubbing his knees, doubt slowly crept into the back of his mind, and mingled with the anxiousness that dwelled in him. Closing his eyes, he rolled his head back to try and calm himself yet again. Moments passed before the door opened again and the nurse from earlier walked through. "Hello. Dr. Charles is just going to be here in a moment. You nervous?" "A bit, yeah." "Don't worry, you'll be fine. I've helped Dr. Charles with this a couple times before; you have nothing to worry about." Delta relaxed a little from Phillip's warm, reassuring smile. It wasn't long before the doctor walked in, rather excitedly Delta noted, watching the dalmatian close the door. Phillip moved next to the bed while Dr. Charles placed a small tray filled with alcohol, swabs, and a syringe on the counter and handed Delta a clipboard and pen. Hesitating briefly Delta looked over the release form... well, skimmed would be a more accurate term as he glanced from paragraph to paragraph before signing the forms. "Alright, now, pants down please and lay on your back." Charles instructed. Delta felt his cheeks heat up hearing his doctor's request, but he nodded slowly and stood; unzipping his jeans he slid them down to his ankles and lightly kicked them off. Lying down onto his back, he watched Charles grab the tray and walk over to the end of the bed. Keeping an eye on the dalmatian, who already grabbed latex gloves off the tray and slipped them on, Delta didn't pay attention to the lutra nurse moving to stand next to his right arm. Charles picked up one of the cotton swabs and brought it to the ridge of Delta's blue camouflaged boxers. Pulling down the soft fabric, he rubbed the swab onto the root of Delta's shaft. Quickly putting the swab down, Delta watched his doctor pluck the needle off the tray and saw it was already filled with a strange pinkish fluid. A thought stuck him as the needle neared his most sensitive area, but before he could even ask the small shape metal tube slipped between the scales on his crotch and a small twinge of pain hit him. Injecting the pink goop, a faint cooling chill washed away the pang of pain, and just like that it was over as the needle was pulled out and a dry cotton ball was pressed against his scales. While Charles capped the syringe and dropped it into a biohazard bin, Phillip was busy attaching a finger clip onto Delta's pointer finger to watch his heart rate. "S-so how long until it works?" Delta asked, eyeing Phillip who was carefully watching a small monitor. "Not long... five minutes at most. You'll know immediately when it starts working. We're just making sure everything goes smoothly for you." Charles replied, jotting down something on a piece of paper. "Umm..you never said before, but how big will this make me?" "Don't know. From what we could tell it all depends on the person." "Oh, okay." Delta stayed quiet as the two watching eyes in the room studied him and the monitor while waiting for the effects to kick in. The steady beep that came from the machine next to him and the doctor's slight shifting kept the room from being too quiet, but still awkwardly silent for Delta. He shut his eyes and tried to picture himself with his 'hopefully' larger member. He could just imagine Thad's face the next time he saw him. Just seeing his face in surprise or jealousy made Delta grin to himself. Hell, just picturing how big his length might become made him jittery in excitement! Just how much bigger will he get? An inch? Two? More? Just picturing the different sizes caused a shifting in his shaft. Oh yes, he could picture Thad's reactions, but he couldn't help picturing just what the results of this would be. Being able to admire his length instead of being ashamed, sliding his hand over his new found member. Gripping around the hot flesh of his new size and slowly stroking up and down just to feel it in his grip. The more he thought, the more the swelling in his boxers grew, until a small tent began to show. This didn't go unnoticed to the two others in the room, who grinned in delight; not in the fact of the growing mass of flesh, but in the knowledge of what was to come. "Well, Delta, is seems to be working." Dr. Charles spoke up, snapping Delta out of his imagination and into embarrassment from his hardening shaft. "Don't worry," he started seeing the horror in his patient's face. "this is normal. You don't need to be embarrassed. Now, I'm going to ask that you remove your underwear to make sure everything still works properly." Delta's cheek burned hot as he tentatively sat up, his tented boxers shifting to press firmly against his head; a slight wet dot darkening the camouflaged pattern. Gripping the band of his boxers, he pulled down them down slowly; not initially but because of how anxious he felt. Watching the fabric travel down past his groin and thighs, stopping when it reached his knees, Delta's gaze was fixated on his very stiff member. Deep ebony in color, his shaft throbbed as it was freed into the cool open air. Charles didn't even hesitate gripping the base and holding it straight into the air. That first contact of a gloved hand against his flesh sent a bolt of electric thrill through his spine, his wings stretching out on their own and a low groan escaping through his nose. Charles seemed to ignore every sound Delta made while he moved his shaft to the right or to the left, moving his hand up to the head and gently squeezing it before moving back down to the base. Delta breathed heavily through his nose feeling his doctor manipulate to his aching length; each second in that firm grip made his shaft pulse with need while a warming sensation washed over his groin. Still fixated on his manhood, Delta watched his shaft reach its full length of five and a half inches, but a funny thing happened next. The next lustful pulse his shaft thickened out more in the dalmatian's grasp while it also suddenly lurched forwards half an inch. He couldn't believe it. Every throb that came, it grew! He was simply fascinated as he watched, not even noticing the grin growing on Charles's muzzle, and let out a grown as it grew higher and thicker just passing in front of his doctor's nose. It didn't seem to stop either, nor did the arousal and lust that continued to assault his brain. He could feel it growing, feel his shaft stretching between his thighs and higher into the air. Shivering, he leaned back onto his elbows letting himself enjoy the feelings coming over him. Hell, from the feelings going through him he didn't even question the now steady strokes his doctor was giving him and the soft rubs of Charles's nose against the tip of his still increasing cock. "O-oohhh god." He groaned out, lulling his tongue and mindlessly opening his legs a bit more as his doctor scooted forwards with his chair. Charles grinned profusely to himself as he gave a quick squeeze, drawing out another groan from Delta. "Heh, it looks like it did a fine job on you, Delta," he chuckled noticing the musky length pulsing at over twice its original measurement. "I'd say you're a good twelve and a half inches now... maybe thirteen inches, and a good four inches around. This'll be so much fun!" Dr. Charles all but murred, rubbing his muzzle against the hot flesh in front of him. Delta's eyes rolled up as that soft short fur met his length and let himself collapse onto the bed, wrapping his hands around his muzzle to keep try and keep back a long loud moan. Charles snaked his tongue between his lips and gave a firm lick along the head of Delta's member, lapping the droplets of pre that formed at the tip. Delta was lavished in pure pleasure induced bliss as his manhood was licked and stroked and squeezed over it again and again. Hell, even the soft nosing he gave felt wonderful against his tip. "Hmm, everything seems to be working properly so far." Charles murmured softly, holding the thick ebony shaft firmly pointing towards him. "Just a couple more things to test." Pressing his nose firmly against the urethra of Delta's tip, he shuddered hard, feeling it widen and flex around his nose. Somewhere between the ringing in his ears and the sea of ecstasy around him, the sudden filling sensation in his cock shot a bolt of pleasure through his body. It shot him far past the reaches of cloud nine. His eyes shot open wide, almost budging out, as he let out a silent screaming moan while his body quaked in bliss; his arms and legs trembled and torso convulsed hard as that strange stretching, filling, sensation continued further down his cock. Charles was moaning into the hot musky tunnel around his face, pulling him down, as he stripped as fast as he could. Practically ripping his pants off his body he wiggled his head back and forth as he pushed forwards, his steel hard shaft throbbing in the air as a steady flow of pre dripped onto a growing puddle on the ground. Phillip smiled as he watched the sight, one he's been apart of a couple of times before, and already had his pants unzipped. With a hand wrapped firmly around his length, stroking over his arousal slowly, he watched the doctor pressing his hands against the slit as it reached his neck and pushing them in to widen the head to slide past his shoulders. Phillip giggled quietly to himself seeing Charles's tail was all but a blur of black and white as it wagged very happily in the air, the dalmatian's pink shaft bobbing as it pulsated with lust while the warm pre soaked head around his body pulled him deeper, lifting him off the ground as it stood tall in the air. The sudden vertical shift made the doctor's body slide in easier with gravity aiding in Charles's endeavor, and only made him whimper in bliss when the length around him flexed and he suddenly slid faster from before; the warm head that was once at his waist now wrapped around his knees from the rapid slip. Delta still trembled hard on the bed, his head tilting backwards in his continued silent moan as his claws dug into the fabric of the bed, while unbeknownst to him all but the legs of his doctor stuck out from the head of his massive shaft. That wonderful filling sensation that filled his aching manhood now started to travel down and into his sac. Good god whatever his doctor was doing was making him feel pleasure from another galaxy from how wondrous it felt. Another pulse ran through Delta's manhood, and with it, Charles's body was gone from the world, slithering down the musky tube of hot flesh and into the stretching space below. Coming, ever so slightly, down from his pleasure induced high Delta panted hard for breath as he stared up at the ceiling. He barely recognized the sounds of feet against tile and the soft chuckle of Phillip at his feet as he lay there; the touch of a hand against his balls made a shiver run up his spine and groan feeling a wiggling inside of his ballsac. Tilting his head to look down, he was taken back at seeing his shaft, it drooling pre onto his stomach, and beneath it an oversized black sac, and his doctor was gone. "How'd that feel?" Phillip asked with a grin, still stroking over his shaft. "A-amazing." Delta huffed in between breaths as he watched, mesmerized, as his left nut wriggled enthusiastically and a muffled moan came forth. "Don't worry, like Charles said this is normal." Gripping the base of Delta's length Phillip stood it straight up and rubbed his finger along the pre soaked slit. "Would you like to feel it again? The pleasure the doctor brought you?" He asked licking over his lips. Delta nodded automatically in his hazy minded state, and this time he watched as the nurse pressed his finger into the stiff prick he held. Giggling, as the dragon's face twisted in satisfaction, Phillip began adding another finger and another, slowly,g until his hand fit snuggly into Delta's urethral passage. The slick wet liquid, that thoroughly coated the inside of Delta's member, made it all the easier to slide Phillip's arm down to the elbow before he included his other arm. Delta didn't know how to react as he watched the otter slipping both his arms down his shaft, stretching the head as his head dove inside. If it wasn't for the wonderful sensations that pulsed through his body, he'd probably feel scared. Hell, he might just try to stop the nurse, but the thrill of his shaft taking in the otter's body over took his rationality completely. Soft groans rumbled through Delta's chest and escaped his slack jawed maw as the otter continued slipping down into his shaft. Phillip churred loudly as he slid in rather quickly due to the previous stretching the musky tube received from the dalmatian still moaning and squirming away below. Reaching up to rub the stuffed flesh that continued to take in the otter, the instinctual need to cum started to bubble inside Delta's loins while he worked over his stretching maleness. While Phillip's torso was fully taken in, Delta breathed heavily as he brought his shaft up, the nurse easily sliding in fast from the combination of gravity, pulsing, and self lubing. He dropped down to his ankles as Delta pulled his shaft onto on chest. Watching those otter feet wiggling around, pulled deeper into the musky tube of flesh, brought a low moan to Delta's lips. Wrapping his arms around his cock and softly humping into his hug, Delta all but lost himself, feeling flesh against scales and continued movements of two bodies inside him. Closing his eyes, he swam in the sensation of Phillip's body moving down into his balls to join his doctor. Just imagining what it might be like as he nuzzled the not empty shaft head of his, he swooned feeling it open slightly as a gush of pre came forth. Curiosity budding in his fogged mind, Delta opened his eyes halfway and licked his tip gently, groaning as his tongue slipped inside for a moment. Just wanting to feel that sensation of his shaft being stuffed made him automatically move his head forwards and relished the feeling of his shaft opening for him, allowing his muzzle to slide in. Moaning rather loudly in his tube, Delta struggled to wiggle his muzzle around as he continued stroking his arms over his length. The feeling of cumming grew in his groin while his shaft flexed and pushed over his head. The sensations around him, the males in his balls moving around, the stroking and the heated walls around his head pushed him beyond the edge quickly, and a large rope of hot seed shot forth pushing his face free from his shaft. Wings outstretched and tail thrashing against everything around it, Delta let out a primal roar as his shaft throbbed in his arms and gushing came against his form. His sac tightened against his body, trying to push their contents out, and a large bulge formed at the base of his shaft, acting as a plug, preventing the rest of his semen from being set free. Stroking his flesh rather rapidly, Delta's vision blurred as that bulge gushed forward and half of Phillip's body came back into the world. His upper half, Delta hardly registered as he was on the brink of passing out, was covered in sticky white seed and he was wearing a grin of absolute satisfaction. "Oh God, that was fun!" He exclaimed, resting on Delta's chest and panting just as hard as the lizard who only nodded slowly while he tried to keep from falling asleep from the exhaustion that hit him. Taking a moment to savor the warmth his lower half was still stuck in, Phillip sighed gently and took hold of Delta's arms to help pull him free. Shivering as he did so, he took delight in hearing the lizard groaning under him as he slipped out and straddled his chest. "Don't want to spoil anything for Charles, but" Phillip giggles kissing Delta's nose. "He does have other patients to see today. Hope you don't mind being worked up again to get him out."