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Near the outskirts of the body mod district—a few blocks of city packed with clubs, parlors, and shops—stood a building that had retained the façade of its long-gone office days. It was now the practice of Dr. Via, MD, one of the eminent practitioners of body modification surgery. When one wanted something extreme, Dr. Via was the practitioner to go to.

Ori stepped out of the streets' hedonism and into [i]Dr. Via's Mods[/i], where she was met with a small but comfortable lounge. It was both clearly a doctor's office and clearly a fixture in the surrounding kink culture; the seats were leather and the reading material was kink-focused. A receptionist sat at a desk at the left side; framed on the wall behind her were the doctor's diplomas and accolades.

“Here for an appointment?" the receptionist asked.

Ori's eyes darted around the room and back at the attendant as she crept up to the snout-height desk. She tiptoed to get a better look across it.

“Yes…the 11:30."

The receptionist nodded and typed. “Ms. Ori?"

Ori nodded.

“All right. We have some paperwork for you to fill out, then you're all set. Here."

Ori accepted the clipboard and skittered off to one of the couches, where she sat and reviewed the paperwork. It wasn't much different from filling out forms for any other medical office. Payment information, emergency contact info, and medical consent sheets were stapled together in a little packet that Ori signed what felt like a hundred times. The only unique thing was a sheet at the back titled “consent to film," which Ori signed with nervous hesitation before she gave the packet back to the receptionist.

“All right," she said. “Let me enter the data in our system and someone will be with you shortly."

Ori sat back on the couch, hands in her lap, thoughts racing. It was one thing to schedule an appointment like this, and another to show up, but would she go through with it? This was the first of several sessions, which left her plenty of time to change her mind before undergoing the most extreme modifications.

Before Ori could come to a conclusion, the door on the wall adjacent to the receptionist's desk opened. A slim hyena with buzzed-short fur emerged with a clipboard. Unlike the receptionist, she was modded—her ears, nose, and muzzle were heavily pierced and an intricate freeze brand traveled down her neck and into her scrubs.

“Ms. Ori? The Doctor will see you now."

Ori followed the hyena down a hallway. The room they entered was the size of a large patient room and contained all the typical implements one would, but in addition there were a large number of racks and glass-fronted shelves across each wall. Sex toys and medical implements of all varieties were neatly arranged, and the shelves were labeled in—Ori strained to see—braille.

“Doctor? Your new patient is here."

Ori's attention turned to the Doctor at the back of the room who was drying her hands off over the sink. She was a large serpent over a meter taller than Ori, with a small cobra's hood and a rattler's tail that seemed to glow. A lab coat covered her from neck to hips—or where Ori assumed hips would be on a serpent.

“Welcome." Dr. Via's voice was gentle, yet commanded obedience. Ori's ears folded back of their own accord.

“I'll leave you here," the hyena said. “Have fun."

She exited, and once the door closed, Ori looked up toward Via, who had turned around completely.

“Nice to meet you, Doctor," Ori said timidly. Via's eyes shifted down toward her—eyes that were a pale gray and focused near Ori, but didn't exactly settle on her face. With the realization that Via was blind, Ori no longer had any idea how the procedures would work, as sight-focused as she herself was.

“Likewise." Via picked up a clipboard resting on the counter beside a metal tray of tools and trailed her fingers over it while her eyes remained toward Ori. “All right. Hop up on the table." She rested her hand on the metal and leather contraption.

Ori, with a literal hop, did as instructed and dangled her legs off the edge. Via brought her hands up and briefly glided them from Ori's ears, to her shoulders, and down her arms and legs. Ori trembled with each touch.

“Lie centered on table on your back."

Ori obeyed. The table was built with a series of cuffs and straps which seemed ill-positioned to restrain her, but Via deftly moved things until they suited Ori's small build. Once everything was in place, the Doctor cuffed each of her patient's wrists and ankles and further secured her with a strap across her slim chest.

Now restrained, spread eagle on the table in front of someone she'd never met, Ori's heart started to pound.

“Are you okay to proceed?"

She tested her restraints; the only motion she had was in her tail, shoulders, and hips, but she could move only a centimeter in any direction. Ori nodded, and then, remembering the Doctor's particularities, gave a soft “yes."

Via placed her hands delicately on Ori's stomach. “I'm doing a brief physical examination. From there, we can continue with the procedure."

Ori responded with an okay. Via dragged over a rolling medical instrument table topped with a steel tray carrying an assortment of instruments. Once everything was positioned, Via took a small bottle of lube off the tray. Her hand left Ori long enough for Via to glove her hands and lubricate her fingers. Those wet fingers slid down to Ori's vulva.

Ori's breath caught. Looking down her chest and belly, she watched Via manipulate her body, spreading her labia and using her fingertips to rub across her clit and under the hood, then carefully sinking a finger into Ori's pussy. It was both so much more and so much less intimate than Ori had imagined.

“We can now begin the procedure. All right?"

“O-okay," Ori whispered. Everything suddenly became real—the full, cognitive comprehension of what she signed up for and what was going to happen hit her like a truck and left her mentally reeling. She was no longer sure how she felt.

Via said nothing more, but Ori knew what was going to happen. She steadied her breathing and watched the Doctor peruse her shelves and select several toys and gadgets, which she brought back to her tray.

First, Via lubed up a slim dildo the size most would be able to take. Via slid it into Ori's pussy, fingertips feeling around her opening until the toy bottomed out. She gave it a small push until Ori gasped.

The slim tip of the toy fit perfectly against her cervix, where she felt most of the toy. But the toy wasn't large enough to provide any sort of stretch, and Ori squirmed with impatience.

Via took the toy by the base and it slipped out with no resistance. She lubed up another toy, this one wider, and slid it into Ori with that same slippery prodding until the head of it snuggled her cervix.

She was getting used to this. Ori's breathing started to steady but hitched again when Via slid out the most recent toy. The next one was larger still—about the size of something Ori would use on her own.

This one was fun. Via slid it in slowly, stretching Ori's body in the way she was used to. Her opening was tight around it while it unfolded her insides and drew a soft sound from her throat that immediately made her embarrassed, but Via didn't acknowledge it.

After a few seconds, Ori had adjusted, so when Via pulled the toy out, she felt its absence keenly.

The next toy was a plug with a tapered end as large as what had just been inside her. More prodding. More probing with Via's fingers to test her limits, and then she gradually slid the plug in. Watching down her belly, Ori saw—and felt—the large toy disappear inside of her. She tested it by clenching and pushing against it. It didn't budge.

“You'll feel some pressure," Via warned while she attached a hose to the base of the plug. The other end of the hose disappeared under the table.

Via flipped a switch beneath and the toy began to inflate. The hum of the air pump had Ori cringing, expecting the inflation to be quick and painful, but the process was, instead, slow and steady. Her pussy was tight, and tighter, until Ori winced once her limit had been reached.

But still, the toy inflated, pushing her past her limits. Ori whimpered and squirmed, but Via remained beside her—someone who knew what she was doing. Ori was in good hands.

Via turned off the pump, rested a warm hand on Ori's belly, and felt around the bulge. “Do you wish to continue?"

“Yes," Ori stammered. Her pussy was stretched so tight that she couldn't see her vulva past the bump in her belly, but she wanted to know how much she could take before totally breaking.

The Doctor flipped the pump back on. Ori could do nothing but submit to the increasing pressure and small flickers of pain while her belly grew larger. Via reapplied lube to the base of the plug to help with the stretch, but the extra slickness didn't ease the discomfort.

Via moved away after a long stretch of time, over to her shelves. Ori's mind was foggy; she saw, but didn't comprehend any of what Via was gathering or doing. All her focus was on her stretching, throbbing pussy and belly. The plug inflated so large Ori swore she could feel its edges pressing against her bones. She could do nothing but give in with little whimpers and flicks of her tail.

The soft buzz of the pump clicked off and Ori looked blearily up at Via. She didn't know how long it had been, only that her belly was bloated far more than she thought possible. Ori knew how much she'd be stretched, but looking down and seeing for herself how much larger her belly was sent a tingle of pleasure through her throbbing pussy.

“Let's move on."

Ori's head lolled toward Via. The Doctor detached the hose from the plug, which stayed firmly lodged and inflated. She loosened a valve toward the bottom, and, slowly, air began to hiss out of the plug. It was a steady deflation, but by the time air stopped flowing, the plug remained visible in Ori's belly as a small bump. She clenched down on it and coaxed a whistle of air out of the valve. Clenching only made that tingle of arousal strengthen.

Above Ori, Via shifted. She placed one hand on Ori's belly, again palpating around the trembling bulge—Ori gasped, but tried to maintain composure—and slid her gloved fingertips down to Ori's pussy. Via took the base of the plug and pulled firmly.

Ori felt every minute movement of the plug. Its flare, lodged deep inside her, seemed determined to pull her insides out with it. Instead, it [i]_pop[/i]_ped out with a lightning strike of pleasure, leaving Ori's gaping, stretched pussy empty and throbbing for more. A needy whimper left her throat as Via slid her fingers inside Ori—first one, then two, then three—before she retreated and exchanged the plug for another item from her tray.

The device was shiny metal—some kind of speculum, but Ori couldn't identify the type with any certainty. It had a scissors-like handle with a gauged locking mechanism, and the spreading part of the device moved to the width of the adjusting handles to not only stretch inside, but outside, as well. Her slack pussy was needy for it.

It felt like it took a lifetime for Via to lubricate the instrument. She slid the speculum into Ori slowly at first, and when Ori whimpered and the device met no resistance, she slid it the rest of the way in. The locking mechanism [i]click[/i], [i]click[/i], [i]clicked[/i] as Via spread the device, stretching Ori's insides until she was again open as wide as the plug had gaped her. The mechanism locked and Via released the device, which remained lodged inside Ori. It was a different type of stretch—not nearly as satisfying as a toy, but still tingling-good.

The Doctor took another toy from her tray—a long, but thin metal sounding rod. Ori's heart thumped as Via lubed it, and it took all Ori's concentration to keep breathing when the Doctor pressed the head of it against her exposed urethra.

“This might sting" was Ori's warning before Via pressed the rod in. Her body accepted the slim toy until its blunt head hit a tight spot. With a little more pressure, the rod slipped through that tight spot inside, sending a zing of pleasure through Ori's clit. The head of the rod bumped another tight spot, but Via stopped there.

After a few minutes, Via retrieved the rod and replaced it with one a millimeter thicker. This one stung a little going in, but not as much as the next, thicker rod, nor as much as the one after that. With each graduating size stretching her urethra further and exerting more and more pressure against her clit from the inside, Ori became increasingly aware that her pussy, while stretched, was vacant.

Via withdrew the most recent rod and replaced it with an inflatable plug alike to the one that had been in Ori's pussy, but much thinner. It slid in with resistance though Ori did her best to relax and breathe. Then, the next part came, where Via attached the hose to both the plug and then the pump underneath the table and flipped a switch.

It was an entirely different kind of stretch. Ori lay panting while the plug pried open her open insides, stinging-stretching while simultaneously putting even more intense pressure against her clit. It hurt, but made her entire lower body pulse with need.

The air pump stopped humming. Ori glanced down her body, panting while she examined her anatomy. Unlike with the plug that had been in her pussy, she could barely see the bulge in her belly. But she could feel it inside her so much more strongly.

Via disconnected the hose but did not open the valve on the urethral plug. Instead, she unlocked the speculum keeping Ori's pussy spread and slid it out, leaving her client's most lax hole feeling abjectly empty.

Ori opened her mouth to protest—surely she wasn't stretched enough yet—but was relieved when Via retrieved the plug that she'd previously used to spread her pussy. Via cleansed it with a single-use cloth, then lubed it again and gradually eased it into Ori's trembling pussy. The process began all over.

As the plug inflated to its full capacity, it assaulted Ori's body with a new pleasure. Her g-spot, crushed between her stretched-taut urethra and full pussy, sent a wave of pleasure through her with every heartbeat. A moan stirred in Ori's throat, but she fought it. By the time the pump stopped, Ori's entire body was trembling and twitching—nowhere near orgasm, yet close enough to be desperate for it.

Once more, Via disconnected the hose, then flipped the valves of both plugs. Air hissed from them slowly, but Via didn't wait for them to deflate. She took Ori's urethral plug by the base, and with a firm, constant pull, [i]pop[/i]ped the toy out. It sent a shock of sensation throughout Ori's body, but before she could interpret whether it was pleasure or pain, the plug in her pussy popped out right after and left Ori's overheated body empty again.

“We're almost done," Via said to a gasping and shivering Ori while she changed her gloves and applied fresh lubricant.

Ori nodded, then confirmed with an audible “yes," ears folded back, and tried to remain silent once more while Via slid two fingers into Ori's vacant urethra. Ori felt the stretch only when Via spread her fingers. Those fingers left her urethra and slid into Ori's slack pussy, followed by another finger, and another, until Via's entire hand occupied Ori's insides. Her body feebly clenched around Via's fist while the Doctor withdrew.

“You'll need plugs to maintain this," Via said. “Would you like me to send you home plugged?"

Ori's insides ached so much to be full that she couldn't say no. She nodded vigorously and, when met with no response, whimpered another quiet “yes."

Ori squirmed when Via slid the plugs back in. As they pumped to size, Ori whimpered and wriggled, and by the time the final stretch had completed she was a shuddering puddle of elastic fur that had been comfortably used.

“All right. We're finished for tonight."

Via detached the hoses, removed her gloves, and unstrapped Ori from the table. Sitting up changed the sensation in Ori's full belly, and when she hopped off the table she nearly toppled over, caught only by Via's dexterous tail. Ori was heavy and her stretched pussy gave her an awkward bow-legged stance. She held on to the base of Via's rattle for a few shaky seconds before she was able to stand on her own.

“Are you all right? Your body should begin adjusting shortly."

Ori looked up at Via, ears back. “I'm all right."

“Perfect."

Ori was caught off-guard by the doctor's smile but recovered quickly.

“I'm going to send you home with a few things to help you adjust," Via said while she washed her hands. Ori watched curiously as she dried, then reached into an overhead shelf. The Doctor trailed her fingertips over labeled folders before she selected one and extracted part of its contents.

“This care sheet has everything you need for now." Via held the paper down to Ori, who tiptoed to take it. “Do you have any questions for me before I send you home?"

Ori shook her head, then gave a soft “no."

The serpent smiled at her again, then gestured to the exit to the office. “May I lead you out? We have a rear lobby and rest area you can wait in until you feel recovered enough, and from there you can head home."

“O-okay," Ori said.

Via slithered out in front of her, opened the door, and exited first. Ori followed clumsily, still trying to adjust to walking with the belly-bulging plugs lodged inside her. They went down the hallway a few meters, then Via gestured into a side room that had a table with refreshments and healthy snacks. Ori hobbled into the room and glanced back at Via.

“There you go. Recover here for however long you need, and if you need anything else there's a call button. I look forward to seeing you next time." After another smile, Via slithered away, leaving Ori to her own devices.

Ori ducked into the adjacent bathroom to clean up and shower, then had a snack and a drink to replenish herself while she read over the paperwork. Once she'd fully read her upkeep instructions, she felt comfortable enough to head home. Ori timidly peeked into the hallway, then tottered back into the practice's front office, and, from there, home.

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Ori lay atop her bed with a hand mirror and lube beside her. She could feel her stretch and could see the bulge in her stomach, but she hadn't had a chance to look at the part she really wanted to. After a second of hesitation, Ori grabbed the mirror, leaned back, and repositioned until she had a clear view of her pussy.

The black bases of the plugs were squashed together by Ori's small body, which seemed stretched near the point of breaking. Propped up against the base of the toy in her urethra, the vibrant blue of Ori's clit stood out from the monochrome around it. She touched the exposed head with her fingertip and her body startled her with an intense contraction that made her lose her grip on the mirror handle. Just touching her until-now ignored clit was being backhanded with pleasure.

Panting, Ori retrieved the mirror. She clenched around the plugs and watched her body strain while their solidness inside her smashed her nerve endings. She paused, then set aside the mirror long enough to lubricate her fingers. Ori rubbed her clit again with her slippery fingertips and only just managed to hold onto the mirror to watch her lower body spasm.

Her heart pounded in her ears as she gripped the base of her urethral plug. Ori took a deep breath, curled her toes into her blankets, and tugged. The plug slid out only a centimeter or so before it retreated into her urethra and bumped against that tingling, deep tight spot again. Once more, she grabbed the base, and with a much firmer tug, she popped the plug out.

A moan crept out between Ori's lips. She watched her gaping urethra twitch, so empty, and slid a few fingers inside. She pressed her fingertips down, feeling the firmness of the plug in her pussy, and then curled her fingers upward. Another jolt of sensation caught her off guard and her hips bucked.

The other plug had to come out. She took a deep breath, dug her fingertips into the base of the plug in her pussy, and gave a yank. It audibly popped out, leaving her once full pussy completely and totally empty. Her swollen blue flesh twitched and throbbed with the need to be full again, begging for it with its gape. Ori slid her fingers into her pussy and stretched it open in one direction, then reangled the mirror. She peered inside her pussy and wished she had a light to see if her cervix was visible from that angle.

Ori slid her entire fist into her pussy, then spread her fingers to stretch herself out again. She'd never seen her body swallow her hand with such ease before. Ori became suddenly aware of how wet she was. Her wetness overflowed her pussy and dripped down onto the base of her tail. Her hard clit trembled, and when she touched it, her body jerked again.

Lust took over. Ori tossed the mirror aside and slicked her fingers with her own wetness. One hand rubbed her aching clit while the fingers of the other slid into her yawning urethra. Between rubbing her clit on the outside and pressing on it from the inside, a quick buildup of static charge-like pleasure jolted through her, but it wasn't enough to be satisfying. Ori grabbed a pillow, tucked it between her legs, and rolled onto her belly.

She thrust her hips into the pillow, grinding her clit against it while her hands played with her loose holes, stretching them and rubbing their slack walls. Ori found her g-spot immediately and rubbed across it while she ground her hips against the fabric. Her whole body was burning hot, trembling, fur bristled, muscles tense, until with a final rub of her g-spot perfectly synced with rolling her hips into the pillow, her whole body jerked into an orgasm so intense that Ori knew no sensation other than the pulsating pleasure throughout her entire body. When the intensity started to taper off, Ori regained her senses and gently rubbed her clit to coax out a few extra toe-curling spasms while she panted desperately to catch her breath.

Ori was going back for a second appointment.