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Well, just something that I came up with quite randomly...or a development of an idea thereof...I'm notsure what to say o this, besides telling you to have an open mind and take a good look, and hopefully return me with some feedback! I know some people have requested sci-fi stories from me, so perhaps this qualifies to a degree! : )

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" Mister Willard and Mister Contour?"

Engel's ears jumped, and he gave a quick glance to the tiger sitting next to him, before he raised paw.

"That's us!" he called out.

A fox was standing on the doorway, his classic white coat in perfect contrast with his red furs, both immaculately clean, his eyes clear, his ears perky...the image of gentle masculinity, and professional flair, combined with the excellence one had to expect from a high end place like this.

"Would you please step in?"

Engel looked at the tiger, and the larger male nodded, slowly, before he got up.

"Thank you," the tiger spoke, as he approached the fox, followed by the black panther.

The office was quite comfortable - earth tones, high-backed chairs that looked like they belonged to a hotel rather than a doctor's office, a glass desk, complete with computers, soft carpeting, windows for sunlight on the ceiling, even a wall-climbing green plant, and none of the clinical smell that either of the cats could have expected. The only concession for any kind of a medical nature for the room was the padded bed standing near the non-greenery wall, with some sort of a large implement of lights and equipment hanging from an installment on the ceiling.

"I am Maxford Killian," the fox introduced himself as he shook paws with the two felines in turn, "and you are Engelbert Willard and Samuel Contour. You have decided to attend this consultation together, I recall, and you still intend to?"

"Absolutely," the tiger replied, his voice low and gruff.

"Of course," the black panther replied.

"Splendid!" the doctor's immaculate ears perked even further. "Please, sit down!"

The tiger and the panther took places in the cozy chairs in front of the desk, while the fox settled into his own ergonomic seat. His paws landed upon the touch-sensitive portion of the desk surface, which then first automatically darkened, then shimmered, as the computer feed became active. A few flicks of pads later two files were open, side by side, just like the two felines sitting on the opposite side of the desk, complete with photos and lists of information that appeared upside down for the new occupants of the room. The fox did not spend too much time reading on it, however, but soon leaned back on his chair and gazed at the pair. Neatly dressed, he observed, fine clothing, natural fibers, he thought. Exclusive. Their data glasses were non-conspicuous and currently inactive. There was no body jewelry to be seen. Fine teeth. Healthy-looking bodies. That corresponded with the lifestyle question section on the files open on the softly shimmering desk.

"First, of course, I would like to thank you for choosing the Cameron Clinic," the doctor said, "It is always a pleasure to receive new customers, and I hope you will be pleased with the eventual results, should you choose to explore any of our various available options."

His smile was as perfect as the pitch talk, his concession for commercialism, that was followed by various nods and small smiles from the pair.

"Most grateful," the tiger murmured.

"May I ask, how long have you two been together?" the fox eyed the couple, blinking slowly.

They shared a look before Engel cleared his throat.

"About five years...isn't that right?"

The tiger nodded.

"Yeah, in a couple of months," Sam replied.

"That's wonderful," the fox said, "do you dependants?"

"We have talked about it, but it is not really an immediate concern," the tiger rumbled.

"Maybe after a while," the black panther added, sounding almost shy, glancing over at the larger, striped male.

"That sounds excellent," the fox mused, "and what has made you decide to consult the Cameron Clinic? There is some information on your sheets, but I always like to hear the private thoughts behind the reasoning, and if you could each tell me what brought you to this decision, I think it would be a very good place to start on our journey together."

That pitch perfect vulpine smile again.

The two cats shared a glance, and Engelbert gave a small nod. The tiger's ears flicked in reply, before he turned to face the fox again, sitting upright.

"We have talked about this for about a year now," he said, sounding stern and resolute.

"It's been on our minds for a while," Engel added.

"We have heard a lot about these kind of procedures, of course," he tiger continued, "met furs...heard stories..."

The fox's smile widened.

"Perhaps even experienced their effect first paw?" he suggested.

The tiger's ears flicked back, briefly, and he gave the black panther a long, gaze, before he look at the doctor again, appearing a bit less relaxed than before.

"We are exclusive," he said, "we do not...indulge."

"Yeah..." Engel whispered.

"My apologies," the fox spoke, his tone unchanged, "that is most commendable."

"And it is why we are here, too," the tiger said, "open to explore...new possibilities, with your clinic's assistance."

"Which is why so many furs come here, seeking consultation on how we might help you to explore these new possibilities, or curiosities, even," the fox spoke. He sounded almost lascivious, speaking as he was, on the topic at paw.

"We...hope so," the tiger nodded curtly.

"And how about you, Mister Willard?" the fox spoke to the panther now.

"Well..," the black panther sounded almost shy again, "I...well, we've been talking about it a lot, like I said...and we've been...trying all sorts of things, on our own, and...and we thought..."

The fox nodded patiently.

"It is often that our clients approach the clinic after long deliberation," he said, "please, explain it in your own terms."

The panther scratched his neck.

"Well...we've been...exploring..."

The tiger cleared his throat.

"Some to our satisfaction, some, not so much..."

"Yeah..." the panther murmured, looking into the tiger's eyes.

"And are you interested in seeing how our services could perhaps...augment...these...feelings of satisfaction?" the doctor asked.

"Exactly," the tiger replied.

"Splendid!" the fox's voice rose higher. "We offer a great variety, as you surely know, based on your initial inquiry, I presume?"

"We have looked at your website, yes," the tiger said. "Read up on your...services, you call them?"

"We have many names," the fox nodded, "for many things here, of course. I have found that the easiest way to approach these services, however, is to first note the desired effects, and then explore the possible options we may provide to achieve these goals. If you could describe, in your own terms what you re looking for, I would be best equipped to assist you in choosing any possible interventions. I would propose you to use as frank language as possible to convey your wishes, in my experience it brings the best results in the long run."

The fox stopped his speech, and waited patiently for his clients to begin. It was not a surprise for him that the tiger cleared his throat first.

"I am a top, but we have recently explored in some anal play on my part. I have not found it as pleasing as I'd hope, but since Engel enjoys doing it to me, I was considering that perhaps there would be options to improve my experience," he spoke, sounding matter-of-fact. "I have also looked at what you call the...yes...the...Sensorium treatment, yes?"

"That one of the many services we provide, yes," the fox nodded energetically, "Sensorium enhancements are one of our most popular products, and we have a patient approval rate of over 95% rating their experience positive or very positive. We offer them in a large variety, of course."

"I understood as much," the tiger replied.

"And you, Mister Willard? How could we help you?"

The panther's tail swished against the soft carpet while he considered his, and then spoke.

"Well...I've been thinking mostly the same...I mean...I'm usually the...uh...bottom, but...well, I was thinking maybe I, too, could do something to make it...eh...better, maybe?" he said. "And maybe....maybe look into that Sensorium stuff, too, because it sounded...nice."

The doctor made a few additions to the files open on his desk with a quick flicks of his paws, before he rested them again onto his lap.

"I see, I see," the fox mused, thoughtful, "these kind of concerns are very common with many of our clients, and we are more than happy to offer you with options to reach the goals that you would be pleased with. It is our pleasure to help you, of course."

"So..." the tiger muttered, "anything you can say, based on that?"

The fox rubbed his nimble paws together, one tall ear flicking as he appeared thoughtful.

"Our trademarked Sensorium range treatments have an impeccable success rate in increasing skin sensitivity, reactivity, and subjective experience of pleasure in both male and female subjects," the fox spoke, "a marked increase in erogenous activity can be achieved with even a singular round of treatment. Would you like to see some statistics, based on our clinical testing?"

"Maybe later," the tiger said, sounding somewhat unimpressed.

"So what does it do exactly?" the panther asked. "How is it done?"

"Ah, of course," the fox snapped his fingers. "Our Sensorium treatment targets the nervous endings in the skin, increasing skin sensitivity and hence, subjectivity for erotic stimulation. Our multi-phased procedure involves a functional mapping of skin sensitivity via magnetic resonance and neuroelectric scans, to find the nerve endings we will then treat with the patented Sensorium formula. It is a simple non-surgical procedure performed under local anesthetic or general anesthesia during some cases, and after a short recovery period, there ought to be a marked increase in sensitivity and hence, potential sensuality."

"And that makes you more sensitive?" Engel questioned.

"I have a large selection of empirical data as well as user testimonies available, if you like to see them," the doctor patted his desk.

"I have heard that you do...genitals, yes?" the tiger said.

"We have had excellent results," the fox smiled, "various options are available, ranging from moderate to highly increase sensitivity on all genital skin. It is all based on customer preference, of course."

"And other parts too?" the tiger continued.

"We have done ears, nipples, scrotums, perineal areas, tails, and even lips," the doctor said, "currently any procedures on the tongue are not FDA-approved, so that is one service we are not able to provide."

"Wow..." Engel breathed.

"The perineal treatment is quite popular, especially considering you both were seeking enhancement of pleasure from anal sex," the doctor did not flinch. "Enhancement of nerve sensitivity in the skin surrounding the anus and the anus itself leads into a markedly heightened experience, I have been told by many, many clients."

"And it does not interfere with normal bodily functions?" the tiger demanded.

"Our procedure is perfectly safe, and does not affect motor nerves controlling any automatic or autonomous functions of the anorectal system," the fox said, "there have been no complications of the sort throughout the time we have offered the Sensorium treatment for perianal region, and our thousands of customers have found it to be most agreeable."

"So it makes it feel extra good?" Engel asked.

"I have four dozen written and notary-approved testimonials, if you would like to peruse them," the fox smiled, "and then there is also the videoed test using our voluntary test subjects."

"You've got a video?" the tiger's ears jumped.

"If you desire, I could present to you a small section of a promotional come educational video we produced to show some of the effects of the Sensorium treatment."

The tiger chuckled.

"Well what the hell, why not?"

"Excellent!" the fox smiled.

A couple of taps on a panel, and the window shades closed, to darken the room, and the logo of Cameron clinic appeared where the window usually was.

"If you are ready..."

"Sure," Engel giggled.

The fox tapped a button again, and the logo was replaced by the sight of a bed, upon which a lion and a wolf sat, both naked as they were, except for a few little black boxes that were strapped upon their arms and around their waists it seemed. Cabled electrodes were connected into the boxes, and it was not hard to notice that some of the wires reached their genital regions too.

"Here are our voluntary subjects, after undergoing Sensorium treatment," the doctor explained as he pushed himself off to the side, so as not to sit in front of the display with his wheeled chair.

The wolf and the lion began to kiss and fondle each other, and small black boxes appeared on each corner of the screen, labeled "Subject #1" and "Subject #2", respectively, each filled with blinking numbers, lights and strange, continuously updated graphs that bounced and jumped while the two males began to make out.

"As you can see, they are now experiencing sexual arousal," the fox noted matter-of-fact once pink flesh started to make itself known on the video, "that is supported by the increased respiration, perspiration, pulse and blood pressure."

The two guys were moaning now, quite loudly, touching each other and grinding their bodies together.

"Advance to point two," the fox said.

The image cut away and was replaced by the same two furs, but this time with the wolf sitting on the bed while the lion knelt between his legs, sucking the wolf's big knotted cock and fondling his balls. The wolf's paws clutched the sheets on the white, clinical bed. The graphs on the corner boxes bounced more rapidly, sometimes changing color from green to red.

"Prior to their Sensorium treatments, these two furs, whom are professional adult performers, may I add," the fox sounded impartial, "had their sexual response mapped by our advanced functional technology. As you can see, whenever their sexual response is within their previous performance, you see these indicators are green."

"Y-yeah," Engel mumbled.

"Indeed," the tiger sounded somewhat strained.

"Whenever these indicators turn red, their recorded sexual response is above the baseline established before their procedures," the fox explained, "as you can see here, they are already experiencing heightened levels of pleasure from their erogenous zones."

"Or maybe they're just really good actors," the black panther giggled.

The tier let out a small chuckle as well.

"What have they had done, if I may ask?" the tiger spoke, eyes clearly fixed on the free porn rolling on the screen.

"Subject One, the lion, has received genital, scrotal and perianal Sensorium enhancements," he said, "Subject Two, the wolf, has received these same enhancements, as well as the nipple treatment."

"They seem to like it a lot," Engel observed.

"Advance to point four. Display baseline."

The image changed again, and this time the wolf was on all fours on the bed, his big cock protruding between spread legs and leaking onto the sheets while the lion held up the wolf's bushy tail and licked his tailhole vigorously. One particular graph on the little screen marked _"Subject Two"_was definitely showing a healthy, bouncing red, they noted, with the bottom of the graph still green,.

"As you can see...and hear, of course, the anal sensitivity has been markedly increased...leading into heightened arousal and pleasure, "the fox explained, "we approximate a 46% increase in sensitivity and very high marks in subjective pleasure assessment based on a post-coital questionnaire."

"And all thanks to Sensorium?" the tiger asked.

"And a healthy level of arousal, of course," the fox smiled. "Sensitivity only takes you that far, I must say. What is important is the touch, and the psychological response."

"You have to be in the mood..." Engel chuckled.

"I think the next scene will also be of interest to you," the fox said, "advance to point seven."

The two furs seemed to swap places instantly, the video jumping to a point where their positions were reversed, and the lion was now on his paws and knees and receiving a slow, ball-slapping ramming up his rear by the hotly breathing wolf. The lion's tail trashed, he moaned loudly, and just as they watched, his pointed cock twitched and spurted a trail of seed onto the bedsheets, where they formed a big dark mark. There were a lot more red graphs than before.

"Here you see the effects of perianal Sensorium as well as our trademarked Proplast treatment," the fox spoke, "that refers to a procedure to markedly increase the sensitivity of the prostate for pressure, and hence, pleasure from receptive anal intercourse."

"The lion seems to like it," the tiger muttered, watching the two porn males still go at it, loud and hard.

"His response was very positive, I assure you," the fox smiled.

"Aaah, fuck me HARD!" the lion roared.

"Mute audio," the fox commented.

The action continued behind him, un-interrupted, but as a kind of a silent film now. The fox smiled at his captive audience.

"This is of course but one of our various promotional recordings," the doctor said, "I could show you any variety of physical responses to various sensual acts, should you wish so."

"I think I've seen enough," the tiger said.

"Heheeh," the panther sounded quite breathless.

"As you wish," the fox said, "close video file and restore lights and window."

The fox rolled himself back into place behind his desk, soon illuminated in the cheerful sunlight coming from a gently clouded sky. His tabletop computer came to live, too, and paws landed upon the two files open...and conveniently clicked open new tabs for "Requests".

"Do you have any questions or thoughts, or possible requests, at this point, sirs?" the fox smiled amiably.

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Will Engel and Sam take onto the syringe to enhance their sexual pleasure? Will the fox's pitch be successful? Tell me what you think, and I might whip up a continuation...or perhaps explore some other customers of the exclusive Cameron Clinic!