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The cardinal sat in her desk and nodded with the wolf's story, encouraging her to continue and taking notes on major points. She split her focus to keep listening while she pondered answers, determined to figure out why her patient had failed to gain weight. In most cases, it was an issue of failing to stick to her food regimen, but the conviction in the wolfess's voice and her body language backed the story up and convinced her she wasn't lying. It was possible a metabolic disorder was to blame, or some other issue, but the avian wasn't prepared to make that diagnosis until she had all the information. She skimmed through a list of possible causes on her computer while the wolfess wrapped her tale up, when she broke away to make eye contact. The canine appeared visibly annoyed by her multitasking, but not enough to bring it up.

"So what do you think the problem is, doc?"

The cardinal gathered her thoughts and gave her professional opinion. "This usually happens because the patient isn't following their treatment as instructed." She held her hands up to deflect the typically poor reception of such an accusation. "But I don't think that's what's going on here. You seem to be following my guide to the letter, which I'd like to modify in light of this. In the meantime, we'll run some tests to look for any underlying problems that may be at fault."

The wolfess was relieved the doctor took her seriously, but she still had concerns. "I don't know how I'll keep up with a regimen increase," she admitted. "I'm having enough trouble with that as it is."

"Is it too much to eat, or am I having you eat too often?"

"A bit of both, honestly." The wolfess looked down at her slender stomach. "But I'm willing to work at it. I'm tired of looking like this."

The cardinal rubbed her chin in thought. "I know of an exercise that could help. If you're willing to give it a chance, I can set up the equipment and make an appointment for you."

"I'll try just about anything at this point," the canine admitted. "When are you next available?"

"Same time next week if you schedule today. I need you to sign some paperwork first though." She slid the stack of documents across her desk, and the wolfess signed them with only an idle glance.

"I'm already looking forward to it."

***

The wolfess murmured a greeting when she stepped into the cardinal's office, but it tapered off to confused silence before she finished. A plastic tarp crinkled under her feet as she turned and looked around, and she fixated on the chair in the middle of the floor. Leather straps dangled from its arms and legs, and several dozen donuts surrounded it in neat stacks. A closer look revealed a vibrator hinged to the front of the seat, and the canine's cheeks flushed red when she put the pieces together. Her bashfulness caught the cardinal off guard.

"This is what you agreed to," she stated. "You realize that, right?"

The wolfess stammered. "I thought this was going to be a massage or something. Forgive me for thinking you wouldn't turn your office into a sex dungeon."

The doctor frowned. "I won't make you do this if you don't want to, but I have a no refund policy. I expect you to pay the full price in any case."

The wolfess begrudgingly considered her choice, but the bird interrupted her thoughts.

"Before you decide, let me at least explain." She stepped over to the chair and put her hands on its back. "This experience is designed to condition a positive sexual response to eating. It won't help your stomach capacity right away, but it'll motivate you to push your limits and stick to your prescripted diet."

The wolfess looked over the bondage chair again. The theory made sense at a passing glance, and though she was skeptical of the procedure itself, she'd already paid for it. Plus, it could be fun. "Alright, I'll give it a shot."

The cardinal beamed. "Wonderful. Please disrobe and take your seat."

The wolfess hesitated, but eventually unfastened the button of her shorts. The denim garment dropped down her slim thighs without resistance and pooled around her ankles, and her panties followed shortly after. She stepped out of her shoes and picked her clothes up, then brought them to the cardinal's desk and set them down. The doctor appraised her figure while she took her top off and folded it atop the pile, and a blush warmed the canine's cheeks when she realized she was being examined. Her confidence withered under the avian's scrutiny and she covered herself with her slender arms. The doctor offered a comforting remark and encouraged her to sit, which she did after recomposing herself. The avian pulled the restraints around her wrists and ankles, tight enough to keep her in place, but not so much to chafe. She established a safe word and gave her patient a moment to prepare herself, and once she gave the go-ahead, she reached for the first box of donuts.

The wolfess opened wide and the cardinal placed the sweet treat on her tongue, then clamped down and chewed. A bolt of surprise and lust shot up her spine when the vibrator kicked on and mashed the vibrator against her clit, almost making her choke on her snack. The cardinal pulled back and apologized while she recovered, earning an undercut glare from the bound canine. The doctor brought her a glass of heavy cream to wash the donut down, and they continued with the procedure once the wolfess stopped coughing. The second donut went down much better than the first, as did the ones that followed. The avian established an easy rhythm as she shoved treat after treat into her client's muzzle, operating the vibrator with a foot-pedal after each one and spiking her with pleasure. The wolfess ground her hips against the seat and whined for more when her mouth wasn't stuffed, and the bird delightfully indulged her. It seemed the procedure was already working, and she was still in its first stages.

The canine's ravenous pace slowed as they neared the end of the first box, but the doctor wouldn't let her fall too far behind. She shoveled donuts into the wolfess's mouth at a constant rate, bulging her cheeks with dough and calories as she struggled to keep up. Each gulp grew more laborious than the last however, and nausea welled in the back of her throat by the time she reached the end of her first dozen. The cardinal traced her fingers over the canine's gullet and tempted her to swallow, guiding her through her last bites before her head rolled back in gluttonous exhaustion. The avian gave her a few words of encouragement that failed to pierce the lethargic fog around her head, but her reward came through clearly. A bolt of pleasure chased away her impending food coma when she buried the vibrator between the wolfess's thighs, charging her nerves with bliss. Unlike before, the sensation didn't relent. She kept the toy pressed against her lips while she explored the messy dome of her belly, rubbing her taught hide and alleviating some of the pressure. The lupine woman melted under her touch, and her rapturous howls filled the converted office when she came. Her restraints only just held her in place while she bucked and writhed, and after prolonged by the torturous wand, her climax relented after a few minutes.

The cardinal granted her a reprieve to catch her breath and recover her stamina, but the avian continued with the treatment all too soon. She grabbed a donut from an intimidating pile and pressed it to the wolfess's snout, demanding that she keep eating. The canine turned her head and refused at first, but the doctor quickly convinced her otherwise. She set the vibrator to its lowest setting and shoved it between the canine's thighs, and she jumped in her bonds at the sharp stimulation. At first, it overloaded her increased sensitivity, but it grew tolerable as she came down from her carnal high. A whine resonated in her throat when it became too little however, and she bucked her hips in frustration. The avian pulled the toy away each time she tried however, keeping it at the precise distance to keep her on edge. The canine's lust-drunk mind eventually pieced her demands together, and she opened her mouth on the promise of another orgasm. The doctor accepted her compliance with a soft laugh, then laid the next donut on her outstretched tongue. It disappeared into her muzzle instantly, though it took her a moment to chew it up and swallow it down. The cardinal wasn't happy with her speed, but she didn't push the pace just yet.

The space between her treats grew as her belly swelled and dominated her lap, but her determination never waned. A bust of bliss between each snack stoked her motivation, and she valiantly battled against her limitations. The doctor increased the rewards for her efforts, breaking away from feeding to rub her belly while she chewed. The canine's tail thwapped against her seat with delight while she explored the grey-furred expanse, paying special attention to her developing stretch-marks. Her thick fur concealed the pink markings, but they were obvious against the doctor's fingertips. A soft whine accompanied each discovery of a new one, and they seemed to multiply as her stuffing continued. The canine's boulder of a belly throbbed in her palms by the time they finished the second box, and the cardinal spent a moment lavishing the growing gut before rewarding her patient's tenacity. The wolfess began to wonder if the doctor had any ulterior motives for suggesting the technique, but a tide of pleasure washed those thoughts and concerns away. The avian jammed the vibrator under the swell of the canine's stomach and pressed it to the crux of her thighs, driving her through stages of rapture until orgasm crashed down upon her.

The cardinal didn't prolong her release as much as the first, mostly out of fear of disturbing her neighbors, but she still achieved the desired effect. The wolfess's thighs trembled with residual pleasure as she demanded more donuts, begging the cardinal to continue with an open mouth. The doctor explained that it wouldn't be wise to push herself so hard during her first session, but compromised and indulged her on a different front. She sauntered around behind the seat and laid her hands on the canine's belly, then gave it a lavish massage. Her patient rolled her head back and let out a hedonistic sigh, utterly submitting herself to the larger avian. The doctor felt for signs of damage while she rubbed and groped, and to her relief felt none. That didn't mean she was comfortable continuing their session however, and she reached for the wolfess's restraints while she basked in gluttonous pleasure. It took her a moment to realize she'd been freed, and afterward she wasted no time exploring her well-stuffed figure.

The doctor grinned and returned to her desk while the wolfess rubbed her belly, imitating her massage and searching for points of pleasure. Her hips rolled with needy delight as she found them, and low moans resonated in her chest while she relished the weight in her lap. She failed to reach the heights inspired by the cardinal, however, but she continued exploring regardless. The massive weight in her middle pinned her to her seat almost as well as the leather straps, and mapping its every inch was no small feat. The canine looked full term with a hefty litter, and her posture similarly suffered. Her middle's tight weight tugged her to the floor and strained her back when she stood, and her previously graceful gait was reduced to a pregnant waddle. The cardinal grinned with amusement while she moved to the chair at the opposite side of her desk, and she walked the wolfess through a bit of aftercare and some paperwork. The canine's gravid state considerably slowed the process, but both were satisfied by the end of it. Especially when the wolfess signed up for a full suite of follow-up treatments.

***

A faint, rhythmic thump tugged at the cardinal's attention, and proud smile spread across her beak when she placed it. She waited patiently as the soft thundering grew closer, and abandoned her work entirely as her office door opened. A familiar swell of grey fur pushed through the frame first, followed by the obese wolfess's breasts and the rest of her. The canine's entry stopped when her hips caught the sides of the doorway, and her entire figure jiggled and swayed while she shimmied through. She cleared her widest point as the doctor rose to help her, sending her stumbling with the sudden loss of support. The colossal canine barely salvaged her balance and avoided an embarrassing fall, then caught her breath as she turned to the doctor. The avian beamed with her progress, and she sauntered to the canine's side to explore her new rolls and quantify her gains. The canine's tail lashed and a low groan of approval rumbled in her chest while the avian rubbed between her folds, and her lust nearly soaked through her pants by the time she finished.

"I always had confidence in you, but I never dreamed you'd make so much progress so quickly."

"It helps to have the right motivation," the wolfess blushed. "My libido's been insatiable, and well, you see what it's done to me."

"I can help you break that connection if you'd like. I don't want to push you past your limits."

"Are you kidding? I'd never give up any of this. I just wanted to come by and thank you for helping me get my dream body."

"Don't act like you didn't put the work in," the cardinal smiled. "I just helped you find the right path to it." The wheels in her head started to turn. "Since you seem to enjoy this so much though, how would you like to continue your treatments?"

The wolfess's expression dropped. "As much as I'd love to, I can't. I'm spending too much on food right now to afford you."

The doctor nodded. "I might have a solution for that. Not only would you not need to pay me, but I'd be paying you."

That got the wolfess's attention and earned a curious rumbled from her belly.

"I have some video equipment and some editing experience, so how would you like to record your sessions and sell them online? There's a bigger market than you might expect, and it's not at all connected to my practice."

"I'll do it," the canine blurted.

"Great~ It'll take me some time to get everything together, so what do you say we shoot same time next week?"

"I'm already looking forward to it."