Just a Physical
Just a Physical
By: Jizzal
For: Tristan
*Just a quick little note, this story contains Anal Vore, but there is no tag for that*
Sean is (c) Tristan Hawthorne
"It'll be just a little check up, don't worry about it. All it's going to do is make sure you're alright."
Those were the words floating around in Sean's head while he sat nervously on the doctor's table. His friend had recommended him, mostly due to the fact that the doctor lived under the same roof as Sean himself did, but that wasn't making things any easier for the otter. He idly fidgeted his tail while he ran a webbed paw through his brown locks and watched the clock again, realizing he had been waiting for about only five minutes, though it felt like an hour!
"Just trust me on this, he's the best."
Another sigh left the caramel colored mustelid before he slumped onto his back on the waiting table, ruffling the paper in the process. He considered himself lucky to have a friend looking out for him, but making him see the doctor, one that lives in the large manor full of all sorts of people did leave him uneasy.
"I just hope he gets here soon..." Sean mrphed and tried to let himself just relax as another minute passed. He lazily scanned over to the layout of the doctor's office, and it was as generic as generic could get. Calendar, sink, cabinets, trash can, table with computer that as oddly lacking a chair, jar of popsicle sticks, clock that probably ticks backwards when no one is looking, diploma's and other framed pieces of paper hanging on the wall, ect. Those fancy papers got the otter's attention, and he squinted to see if he could read what exactly they were for, but the door soon opened and Sean jumped back up so he wouldn't appear to be bored out of his mind.
"Ah! Mr. Craftswane I presume?" A rather large, grinning skunktaur asked while he stepped into the room. He was wearing a white lab coat, that wasn't even buttoned so it showed off the pudgy front of the mephit doctor. He also wore a stethoscope around his neck, and a pair of glasses rested on that black muzzle.
Sean couldn't help but gawk at the sight of the large taur, standing at least eight, maybe even more feet tall. It was hard for him to tell exactly, though the skunk kept a smug grin on his face while he held a clipboard under one arm. After closing the door, he gave the otter a better look at his lower half, and his tauric stomach was much more fatter than the upper one, and since the good doctor wasn't wearing any pants he got a glance or two at the huge sheath, sac, and tail hole that skunk was packing.
It was more than enough to make Sean blush, so he adverted his eyes to the floor until he say a pair of large, black footpaws standing there while the doctor settled back on his haunches and he let his belly squish a little into the floor and against his impressive bulk.
"You're Sean right?" He spoke again, which reminded the otter he never answered his initial greeting.
"Huh? Oh! Yes that's me, Sean Craftswane..." The blushing otter said quietly while he brought his gaze up to the smirking taur. He seemed friendly enough, and was offered a paw from the skunk.
"Pleasure to meet you, I'm Dr. Tyler Diplo. And I've heard plenty about you already." The doctor chuckled.
Sean perked at hearing this, but he offered his own paw to the skunktaur and they shook. The big guy was gentle enough, probably used to dealing with patients not his own size.
"Y-You have? Like what?..." The otter asked, hoping that the one who recommended him didn't say anything embarrassing.
"Oh not much. Mr. Jizzal just said you were to be treated by the best, and that's me. Now lets see here..." The taur chuckled and looked down to his clipboard, hmming to himself.
Sean felt a little odd about the exchange. First the doctor said he heard plenty, but then he said it was nothing...though he shook it off, and his blush was starting to die down. He did however curiously peek up to see just what was on the clipboard that was making the skunktaur scratch the back of his own head. After blinking a few times, Sean broke the silence.
"There's...no paper on your clipboard, erm, Doctor..."
"I see, I noticed that while walking down the hallway, though now I'm trying to wonder why!" The taur chuckled and tossed the clipboard aside, letting it hit a bare wall before clacking on the floor.
Though he was laughing, the doctor wasn't doing much to calm the nerves of his patient. After all, with a stunt like that he went from practically naked doctor all the way to disturbing doctor barely wearing anything.
"Though I don't need a chart to tell me how to do my job, it's just a simple physical. And you look fine already, so all I need to do is run a few tests, write stuff down, feel you up, ect. You know, physical stuff." The doctor chuckled, giving a wink to the otter he merely made red with all of the blushing.
"That...sounds easy..." Sean muttered, feeling the heat in his cheeks while he looked to the good-natured taur. The smile on Dr. Diplo's muzzle didn't fade as he adjusted his glasses, though the otter's mind did start to fill with all sorts of images that involved the attractive doctor.
"Well it is easy, though lets start with the heart beat," The skunktaur noted while he adjusted his stethoscope and plugged it into his ears while holding onto the metal piece. "Please lift up your shirt..." He cooed softly, which caught the otter off guard, though he did as he was told.
Sean held his shirt up with both paws and looked away, though in doing so he gave the doctor a nice look at his own pudgy mid section. At first the doctor chuckled at this, which made the otter sigh before he felt a large paw caressing over his stomach, giving it a soft squeeze while the cold metallic piece was placed on his chest.
"Now just relax, heh, I promise I'll be gentle," the taur murmured and listened to the heartbeat while he massaged over the otter's tummy.
Sean closed his eyes and blushed again, squirming in his seat while a weak churr left his body and the handsome doctor continued to play with his belly. It made his heart beat faster of course, though after listening for a few moments Diplo pulled back and removed his earpieces and Sean lowered his shirt back down embarrassedly.
"Ahh, everything sounds fine, and I must say you look better without your shirt. Though now please get down from the table so I can fondle your nether region." The doctor noted cheerfully, his large, fluffy tail giving a weak sway as he did so.
The otter blinked...either the doctor had a weird sense of humor, or was coming onto him. Whatever it was, Sean couldn't stop blushing, but he did as he was told and slid down from the table and stood before the taur. He bit his lip before placing his webbed paws on his front and began to unzip his jeans, though another paw was added, courtesy of the doctor.
"H-Hey..." Sean managed to meep, though he removed his paws as Diplo decided to help. He unzipped the otter and pulled his pants and underwear down past his thighs and gave a hearty chuckle.
"Oh I don't mind helping, it's my job after all. Now lets see what I have to play with. I mean, -work- with," the taur smirked while his eyes scanned over the bare crotch of the nervous otter.
Sean gripped his webbed paws against the edge of the table while a large finger ran up the base of his sheath, which had been swelling due to all the advances of the doctor. He took in quick breaths, and gave a weak whimper as the large taur gently began to molest him. The large paw circled over his groin and slipped down to feel over his scrotum as well, giving it a tender squeeze while a low murr escaped Diplo's lips. Those whimpers from the otter quickly turned into churrs while the attention on his privates made him squirm lightly while his arousal started to grow, slipping free gradually from the protective flesh.
"Shhh....that's it Sean...just let me do my job..." The doctor cooed, nuzzling into the otter's cheek while he continued to feel him up, groping and squeezing, being sure to rub his silken paw along the growing length.
"Mmm...you feel just fine, though I'll resume while running other tests, that fine with you?" Once again the skunktaur gave a nuzzle against his patient's cheek, rubbing his nose along the oily fur.
"I-I...sure..." Sean nearly squeaked, fully aroused and getting played with by the taur in the lab coat. He twitched against the sensual advances, though he perked curiously while the other paw held onto his wrist, no doubt feeling his pulse.
"Hmm...this seems fine as well...lets check your ears..." The doctor murmured, not relenting once with his teasing of the otter's nethers while rubbing his nose along Sean's cheek and peeking into his ear, not bothering to use any instruments, or even writing down the results he was receiving.
The sensitive, and rather blushy otter squirmed slightly in the doctor's grip. That large paw was so soft, smooth and gentle, but it was hard for the young male to sit still. Sean continued to squeeze his paws along the edge of the table and gave off a quiet whine as the examination continued.
"Mm...everything looks fine in here," Diplo nodded and pulled back, taking his paw with him, which had a few drops of pre cum on it. He brought the paw to his muzzle and sucked on every last digit nice and slowly. "Mmhmmm, tastes fine too...still, I better check your temperature."
All the otter did was pant as the skunktaur spoke, feeling rather hot and bothered, and suspecting that having his temperature checked wasn't going to be the typical procedure. Sean was right in thinking that, though the good doctor had hold of the smaller male's hips and effortlessly turned him around, forcing him against the table. The otter made a little squeak and squirmed for a second, his pants still hanging onto his thighs, though it didn't stop the large mephit. He felt a pair of large, hefty forepaws on the back of his shoulders, slowly easing him to bend over as the doctor's paunchy lower stomach squished against his back. The otter knew exactly what the big skunk wanted as soon as he felt something thick and moist poking along his bare rump, coaxing a whimper from Sean.
Dr. Diplo slide one of his paws down to caress over the otter's cheek, which earned him a little nuzzle in return as the otter stopped squirming, it was useless up against the gentle, soft, yet dominant skunktaur.
"Mmm...now take a deep breath...I promise to go slow my timid little otter," the doctor spoke sweetly, his voice as smooth as silk.
Sean gave a gentle nod, still blushing of course though his paws held onto the table he was bent over and took a nice deep breath. He curled his toes while he felt that large cock-tip press underneath his tail and slowly caressed over his tight pucker. The otter took a deep breath as he was instructed, and the second he did the skunktaur penetrated his tail hole, slipping the large, moist cock-head into the snug fitting bowels with a low groan.
The submissive mustelid whimpered quietly as the doctor began to slide more of his hot, thick length into that tight hole. A paw came down and brushed along his cheek, helping to soothe his uneasiness as the burly doctor took his temperature. That whimper quickly became a moan, and the otter closed his eyes while he relaxed his backside, allowing that tauric phallus deeper into his insides. Sean kept his eyes closed and started to pant as the throbbing length disappeared underneath his tail completely, leaving a large and heavy scrotum resting on his rump. He groaned under his breath, getting used to the feeling as he looked up to the doctor who was staring at his wrist as if he was wearing a watch, but of course he wasn't.
"Mmmm...it feels like you're the right temperature, you're a bit warm around the cheeks though," Dr. Diplo smirked as his body gave off a deep rumble which vibrated all along Sean's form.
The otter clenched slowly around the taur's penis as own erection dribbled pre cum down his leg and his pants.
"Not sure if you're getting enough protein however...let me fix that with an injection," the doctor chuckled and wiggled his hips.
"Hmm, looks like I'm already ahead of myself...now then, about that seed for my little ottery patient..." He cooed out and began to draw his hips backwards, taking a good portion of his now glistening shaft with him.
Sean winced and clenched down as the large skunk pulled back, though his form began to relax again as that thick cock was driven back into his tight tail hole. The horny taur that was holding him against the table was going slow thankfully, but in doing so still made the otter's fur stand up as he was slowly and sensually taken from behind. Sean bit his lower lip while he moaned again, soon lost in the pleasure as that oozing shaft was pressing up against his prostate each time Diplo plunged his hips forward. He grunted a few times as that heavy swaying ball sac slapped him on the backside when the taur hilted over and over again, slowly gaining speed.
Sean's arousal went unattended for only a short while, since the considerate skunktaur slipped one of his large, soft forepaws down to first rub the otter's tummy before he lightly massaged against the wet, musky head of the smaller male's cock. With the smooth thrusts getting stronger, and his rump pleasantly stretched, Sean was having a hold time keeping his grip on the table while he made a mess on the good doctor's paw, whimpering all the while as that pudgy underbelly molded around him the more weight that was settled atop him, but thankfully it wasn't much. Diplo started to groan louder over the pinned otter, still taking his sweet time, but it was clear he was getting ready to climax as he playfully teased over his patient who felt overdue for a climax as well.
With his nose filled with the scent of masculine musk and sex fueling his senses, Sean finally gave in and pressed the head of his oozing member against the taur's paw pads just as he orgasmed, making the black fur rather white. Just as his balls were drained however, it was the skunk's turn and after one final thrust, the large male groaned and let it all out, flooding the bowels of the otter rapidly. Sean groaned and splayed back his ears as the sudden rush of semen filled his intestines to the point where his belly bulged slightly and his rump was leaking with the hot, thick seed while the doctor continued to lazily rock his hips, panting and enjoying the afterglow while he gave a deep murmur into the air.
"Mmmmm....how do you feel now?" Dr. Diplo asked, his voice still deep and heavy, though he was panting quite a bit. He removed his forepaw from the otter's crotch and started to slowly withdraw his spent length. Sean whined as his previously full rump was emptied, but his tail hole sealed shut gradually after the length was freed with a wet squish. Without the doctor holding him up anymore, the otter slowly slumped down to the floor, panting and murring softly.
"I take it you feel better...oh wait, you were healthy to begin with. Better safe than sorry though," the taur chuckled and eased back on his rump, looking down at the otter while he fished a paw into one of the pockets of his labcoats and pulled out a lollipop.
"And since you were a good boy, you get a treat...hmm...this seems too small though, let me get you something better. You look a little woozy anyway, sweets might not be the best idea..." the doctor smirked and tossed the candy aside, no doubt saving it for later.
His focus stayed on the spent, cream filled otter on the floor under him, and his paws began to slowly tug away those pants and underwear, even the otter's shirt without much of a fuss from Sean who looked relived and at the same time embarrassed to be fully naked. A light chill ran over his body before the heat from the taur's backside started to waft over him. The warm scent of skunk-lined musk filled the otter's nose, though it didn't strike him as repulsive but rather enticing. He gave a quiet murmur as that large, striped tail slowly wrapped itself around the otter's legs and hips, holding him snuggly in the fluffy appendage while the doctor started to ease his rump backwards, revealing his large tail hole to his patient who merely looked in quiet awe.
"I think rest would suit you best, Mr. Craftswane, though I will say you're a healthy, and rather cute otter so I don't foresee any issues arising. I'll be sure to sign all the paperwork," the skunktaur smirked, though the comments made Sean a tad bit flustered.
The otter was prepared to respond now that he had recovered from his sexual release and laid there naked on the floor with a warm tail holding his lower half, but all he managed was a surprised squeak as Dr. Diplo sat down on the mustelid's footpaws. Sean's toes wiggled against the warm, moist flesh that was rubbing along his feet, though he gasped in surprise while he felt something starting to squeeze around his ankles, trapping his footpaws in a soft, squishy corridor. The otter tried to squirm, confused at what was going on, he figured he was going to get a quick nap now that his physical was finished. He looked up to the skunktaur's grinning face, which showed a mixture of smug contentment and sexual stimulation as he grunted and gripped his forepaws to the ground, which in turn caused the gripping sensation to creep up Sean's legs gradually, coaxing a moan from the otter as he realized what was going on. He was up to his knees in taur butt, and from the feel of things the doctor wanted all of him.
Sean gave a slight whimper, fearful of what was happening, still rather confused and tense, though the warm, soft feeling that was taking over his legs was surprisingly soothing when he got used to it. The walls were lined with moisture, no doubt natural fluids the skunk produced, and they made is form tingle slightly as the scent of masculinity filled his nose and kept the otter remotely calm. His struggles began to wane, and his spent arousal started to twitch as he heard low moans of relief from the handsome doctor that was consuming him with his backside. The muscular pucker clenched around Sean's thighs and his hips while the warm, musky tail started to slide around the otter's mid section, pinning his arms to the sides gently to make things easier for the burly doctor.
With his arms trapped, Sean was at the mercy of the taur, and from the sound and smell of things Diplo was enjoying himself a great deal. The closer the otter slipped to that large, black furred rump that was so shapely and so inviting somehow, the heavier the scent of arousal became. He gave a few squirms, but his body was still recovering from orgasm, he just felt so light and was slipping closer to a stage of ease. Sean watched as the large, stretched, pink anus began to take in his waistline along with his handpaws, engulfing them with ease and making the big skunk moan happily as the otter found himself resting in a small puddle of fresh pre cum. The slick sensations that held his lower half were surprisingly sensual and made the otter moan in between his gentle pants. With the moisture mixing into his already slick ottery fur, it ensured that he was going to disappear into that ravenous rump with ease. Sean gave a little whine as his semi-erected cock rubbed against the inner lining of Diplo's anus, causing both predator and prey further stimulation.
"Mmm...that's it my little otter...almost there, almost in your bed..." the skunktaur grunted and wiggled his musky rear as he worked his flexible tail around Sean's chest and shoulders as he clenched down gently over the otter's form.
Sean moaned out again as he slowly slid across the floor and into the pulsating and rippling passage that was eager to claim him. The wet squishes made his toes curl and the hot smells made him rumble heavily, murring like a furry vibrator. His footpaws continued to lead him deeper into the doctor's bowels while the stretched anal ring wrapped around the otter's pudgy tummy and chest as his face rested against the plump scrotum of the well hung taur. Sean gave a little nuzzle into the slick, fuzzy orbs, inhaling more musk as the sounds of the pulsating muscles claiming his form grew louder the closer he was to his ?bed.' It took only a few more groans and squeezes from the paunchy skunk too make the otter's world go from the floor of the doctor's office, to pitch black, sealing him away from the outside world.
Inside the skunktaur's rump, Sean gave a few muffled churrs and other pleased sounds. In the back of his mind he was still unsure of what was going on, but the fleshy walls that pulled him further into the depths of the odd doctor were enough to keep him slightly aroused and relaxed for the most part. The intestines slowly guided the otter deeper and deeper into Dr. Diplo's system until he reached the end and began to deposit into the taur's lower stomach, bulging it slightly with his trapped form.
Diplo gave a relieved sigh and released from air from under his tail, looking rather smug while his rump came to rest on the floor and his erected cock rubbed against the breathing bulge that was his patient. He stroked a hefty forepaw along the trapped otter, feeling him under layers of pudge as his belly began to slowly churn and squeeze.
"Ahhh, much better...now then, Mr. Craftswane I'm confident you'll get plenty of...oof, rest in there. You be a good little otter and just relax..." the taur murred pleasantly and stroked Sean's curled up form.
The otter felt tired, and the squishy walls that were hugging him from every direction began to lull him to sleep, hearing the gentle words of his doctor in his ears and feeling the soft, affectionate strokes over his trapped body. He gave a quiet murmur as the warm stomach fluids started to seep into the churning chamber while the walls squeezed him firmly, though it made rest for the otter all the easier. Sean gave off a sigh of content before drifting off, wondering why he was so nervous about seeing the doctor in the first place...he was a rather understanding, though his methods were...questionable.
************************************************************************
************************************************************************
After putting the otter to bed, Dr. Diplo lumbered into the backroom and slumped down on a thankfully large and sturdy couch. He relaxed on his back with both of his handpaws behind his head, still only clad in his labcoat while his bulged belly gave a series of gurgles and other wet noises as the digestion of his patient contented. He let his eyes close and tossed his glasses aside, figuring he'll have to do the paper work later, and now he was able to relax. The hours ticked by and his gurgling belly gradually shrank, and his intestines began to swell until they woke him up a few hours later.
With a yawn and a grunt, the skunktaur eased himself up from the couch and made his way to his personal bathroom, smirking a little as he heard another gurgle from his lower belly.
"Oooof...yes I'm aware Mr. Craftswane, I'm going to do the paperwork right now..." Dr. Diplo grunted and turned himself around before resting his large tail hole over the custom made toilet and sighed in relief.
It didn't take long for the taur to relax, though he rested his hefty backside on the ring of the glistening porcelain while his large pucker began to slowly yawn open, releasing a bit of gas in the process as he squeezed his anal muscles tightly. His ears flicked as the familiar sound of hot, slippery waste began to slide free from under his large, striped tail. The hot, thick log of firmly collected dung stretched out the skunktaur's backside nicely, exciting a deep churr from the large male as he emptied his bowels of the unwanted waste he collected from his previous meal. Diplo grunted and continued to push as the head of the dark colored shit was eased out from his widened anal passage.
The log was firm enough to hold together, but it was still quite soft and began to coil in the once clean waters as the taur continued to force out the generous portion of poop. A few white specks were littered about in the otherwise brown gunk as Diplo lulled out his tongue and adjusted his glasses on his smug muzzle and closed his eyes. A deep rumbling filled the bathroom as he continued to push and push the single log from his anus and into the toilet under him. After nearly a full minute of squeezing out the foul waste, he finally heard a plop under him and gave a relaxed sigh. All finished.
After giving his rump a scratch, Diplo reached for the toilet paper and grabbed several sheets before folding them together. The thankfully flexible taur reached down and wiped over his brown stained hole with a goofy grin before he tossed it into the pile of steaming, hot skunk shit. He took a moment to raise his hind leg, having some fluids in his bladder that needed to be released and voided the golden substance from his sheath, splattering it on the small mountain of crap he left behind. The dark yellow mess cascaded against the only piece of Sean that survived the digestion, his skull, which rested atop the large mount of shit and gave a faint glisten due to the moisture from the doctor's pee. Now that his "paperwork" was finished, he gave his hips a shake before reaching back and flushing the rather powerful toilet that would erase the memory of the mushy pile of former otter that he released. As he made his way back to his office his lower stomach gave a bit of a gurgle, which made the burly taur chuckle and stop to pat his gut.
"Don't worry Mr. Craftswane, just go back to sleep..." He mused to the new layers of pudge that lined his stomach. The noises ceased, and a smile crept along Diplo's muzzle.
Such a well-behaved patient that Sean was.