Verse
Star
- Joined
- May 8, 2011
Sara was a modern princess by any definition. She was gorgeous, smart, a great athlete and beloved by most people that knew her. Sara had grown up in a upper middle class liberal family that had always treats her like a princess. Sara had always been a straight A student and a great athlete in college by lettering in both swimming and volley ball. Sara had been offered numerous scholarships for both academics and athletics and offered a modeling contract with fords modeling agency.
Sara however had decided to go to an elite private college that had the best biology and medical school in the nation. Sara stood 5'7 110 lbs 36c 22 34 with long blonde hair. Sara fit into her very liberal college perfectly. Both as a student and from a social scene the liberal feminist school and its curriculum were a perfect match. Sara joined the best sorority on campus (delta, delta, delta or the tri delts). The tri delts was the sorority with the best looking girls which made them the envy of everyone. Sara loved college but she wanted to be a doctor and took extra classes and went to summer school every years so that she graduated and was practicing in her specialty by 25. Sara had specialized and become a urologist.
Being a gorgeous lesbian, most of her friends thought she would specialize in only women patients but women had to deal with the indignity of male doctors being gynecologist for decades and Sara felt it was only fair that she also have male patients. To be honest sara loved the control over her male patients though she would never admit it publicly as it would be frowned upon for a doctor to take pleasure from the humiliation and control of one's patients. Sara loved telling men to strip and then commenting on the size of their manhood or lack there of. Sara would then share some of the most humiliating details with her lesbian lovers or friends about men and their insecurities. On occasion Sara had even taken liberties to abuse her patients especially in they had hurt a woman or a friend of Sara. In one extreme case one of Sara girlfirends was trying to get pregnant and her and her husband didn't have any luck but the husband didn't to blame his wife. Sara had helped them with in vitro but only so she had the opportunity to milk her friends husband using an electric probe up his ass causing him to ejaculate. Sara and her friend had laughed for months about it and Sara had helped her get pregnant.
today sara had a new male patient that she didn't know but he had reached out claiming he was concerned about the size of his cock. Sara laughed at the notes the nurse had taken over the phone as men were always worried about their penises being too small but she laughed even harder as this individual thought his cock was too big…….. what vanity! Sara smiled walking into the exam room wearing a black skirt and black heels with a white blouse and white doctors coat looking more like a runway model than a doctor as she met her new patient.
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Leon had always been physical. It's how he solved his problems and how he went through life. Tall but not very bulky, he had the aesthetics of something elegant rather than vulgar, even if his expressions begged to differ, on occasion. He'd grown into his own bones, but had always had an innate confidence, even when his gangly build hadn't been filled out. Track and field became a more versatile work-out schedule at any gym he could find. It could be hard fitting it in, but he always made time. After all, that's where he made some of his contacts. Maybe that's why he rotated gyms, too. Eventually, enough of the squat-rack bunnies knew him, and the parts of him that were huge without constant training. Not that it didn't get its share of recreational exercise too. It'd be a shame not to. Though lately he'd been worried. Performance was good, and there hadn't been any complaints, more than how he treated them afterward, but the guys in the lockerroom had joked about illnesses that could cause local giantism. At first he'd played along, but the thought stuck in his head when he'd never seen anyone of his own proportions. He liked bottoming out, but it was hard not to, these days. He'd had a growth spurt and knew he should be grateful, but he thought it was better to be safe than sorry.
Admittedly, when he was looking around, he'd felt silly. Geezers and scholars, all of them. He knew he shouldn't be picking a doctor based on look, but he was used enough to doing it in all other aspects of his life, so he ended up scrolling through the nearby clinics available. And to say Sara stood out was an understatement. He thought it was odd that a young woman like that should have her own clinic, but she seemed legit. Though, he did read a few worrying reviews. If it had been something more urgent he might have moved on from her, but what was the harm? It's not like she could keep her license and be horrible at her job, right? Besides, if it was a dud, then at least a hot chick had checked out his cock and given it a clean bill of health.
He wore a normal white t-shirt and a navy jacket in her office. The nurse on the phone had been polite enough, and somehow hinted that the doctor would be happy to see him. He understood this subject was rife for jokes, and wasn't against any harmless flirting, but it stuck in his head. He had friends that would have flown off their rocker for even the insinuation of insult, but Leon was the level headed one in his group of friends. He was the leader when Daryl didn't take lead. They kept themselves with fast money and mostly operated under the radar, but lately the dirt they did had become, well, dirtier. Paid well enough that he wouldn't even balk at the fee, here. Seemed people paid premium for this particular doc.
He was called into the room where the doctor would see him, and when she came he gave her a once over. She looked better in reality than in her professional, smiling photos. Maybe because he could see all of her now. He wondered what was under that skirt. "Hey, doc." he said and stood up from the chair and extended his hand. She was a small thing, and he was tall, it was a rather enticing contrast. "I suppose you have on file what I'm here for already." he started and coughed out a modest smile. "I bet you get these kind of things all time. Well, I'm just a bit worried, so I'd like for you to take a look and maybe just ease my mind?"
He was polite. Sometimes he was polite when he was kicking people's faces in. But out here in the real world, he kept the volatile energy inside himself, and tried to put her at ease, even though she had been through a lot of his, he'd reckon.
Sara however had decided to go to an elite private college that had the best biology and medical school in the nation. Sara stood 5'7 110 lbs 36c 22 34 with long blonde hair. Sara fit into her very liberal college perfectly. Both as a student and from a social scene the liberal feminist school and its curriculum were a perfect match. Sara joined the best sorority on campus (delta, delta, delta or the tri delts). The tri delts was the sorority with the best looking girls which made them the envy of everyone. Sara loved college but she wanted to be a doctor and took extra classes and went to summer school every years so that she graduated and was practicing in her specialty by 25. Sara had specialized and become a urologist.
Being a gorgeous lesbian, most of her friends thought she would specialize in only women patients but women had to deal with the indignity of male doctors being gynecologist for decades and Sara felt it was only fair that she also have male patients. To be honest sara loved the control over her male patients though she would never admit it publicly as it would be frowned upon for a doctor to take pleasure from the humiliation and control of one's patients. Sara loved telling men to strip and then commenting on the size of their manhood or lack there of. Sara would then share some of the most humiliating details with her lesbian lovers or friends about men and their insecurities. On occasion Sara had even taken liberties to abuse her patients especially in they had hurt a woman or a friend of Sara. In one extreme case one of Sara girlfirends was trying to get pregnant and her and her husband didn't have any luck but the husband didn't to blame his wife. Sara had helped them with in vitro but only so she had the opportunity to milk her friends husband using an electric probe up his ass causing him to ejaculate. Sara and her friend had laughed for months about it and Sara had helped her get pregnant.
today sara had a new male patient that she didn't know but he had reached out claiming he was concerned about the size of his cock. Sara laughed at the notes the nurse had taken over the phone as men were always worried about their penises being too small but she laughed even harder as this individual thought his cock was too big…….. what vanity! Sara smiled walking into the exam room wearing a black skirt and black heels with a white blouse and white doctors coat looking more like a runway model than a doctor as she met her new patient.
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Leon had always been physical. It's how he solved his problems and how he went through life. Tall but not very bulky, he had the aesthetics of something elegant rather than vulgar, even if his expressions begged to differ, on occasion. He'd grown into his own bones, but had always had an innate confidence, even when his gangly build hadn't been filled out. Track and field became a more versatile work-out schedule at any gym he could find. It could be hard fitting it in, but he always made time. After all, that's where he made some of his contacts. Maybe that's why he rotated gyms, too. Eventually, enough of the squat-rack bunnies knew him, and the parts of him that were huge without constant training. Not that it didn't get its share of recreational exercise too. It'd be a shame not to. Though lately he'd been worried. Performance was good, and there hadn't been any complaints, more than how he treated them afterward, but the guys in the lockerroom had joked about illnesses that could cause local giantism. At first he'd played along, but the thought stuck in his head when he'd never seen anyone of his own proportions. He liked bottoming out, but it was hard not to, these days. He'd had a growth spurt and knew he should be grateful, but he thought it was better to be safe than sorry.
Admittedly, when he was looking around, he'd felt silly. Geezers and scholars, all of them. He knew he shouldn't be picking a doctor based on look, but he was used enough to doing it in all other aspects of his life, so he ended up scrolling through the nearby clinics available. And to say Sara stood out was an understatement. He thought it was odd that a young woman like that should have her own clinic, but she seemed legit. Though, he did read a few worrying reviews. If it had been something more urgent he might have moved on from her, but what was the harm? It's not like she could keep her license and be horrible at her job, right? Besides, if it was a dud, then at least a hot chick had checked out his cock and given it a clean bill of health.
He wore a normal white t-shirt and a navy jacket in her office. The nurse on the phone had been polite enough, and somehow hinted that the doctor would be happy to see him. He understood this subject was rife for jokes, and wasn't against any harmless flirting, but it stuck in his head. He had friends that would have flown off their rocker for even the insinuation of insult, but Leon was the level headed one in his group of friends. He was the leader when Daryl didn't take lead. They kept themselves with fast money and mostly operated under the radar, but lately the dirt they did had become, well, dirtier. Paid well enough that he wouldn't even balk at the fee, here. Seemed people paid premium for this particular doc.
He was called into the room where the doctor would see him, and when she came he gave her a once over. She looked better in reality than in her professional, smiling photos. Maybe because he could see all of her now. He wondered what was under that skirt. "Hey, doc." he said and stood up from the chair and extended his hand. She was a small thing, and he was tall, it was a rather enticing contrast. "I suppose you have on file what I'm here for already." he started and coughed out a modest smile. "I bet you get these kind of things all time. Well, I'm just a bit worried, so I'd like for you to take a look and maybe just ease my mind?"
He was polite. Sometimes he was polite when he was kicking people's faces in. But out here in the real world, he kept the volatile energy inside himself, and tried to put her at ease, even though she had been through a lot of his, he'd reckon.