Chapter 6: Passing
Dr. Johnson stared intently at my body as they conducted a routine examination. Unable to resist the allure of my swelling frame, he furtively glanced around the office, ensuring nobody could witness his perverse fascination. As the fat on my back rippled beneath a tight t-shirt, the doctor couldn't help but allow his imagination to run wild. The scent of masculinity emanating from me only served to inflame his desires.
Each movement of his hands, probing deep into my flesh, elicited involuntary moans from my throbbing body. His touch ignited a firestorm of passion within me, leaving me utterly consumed by the heat coursing through my veins.
"Alex you seem to have gained quite a bit of fat lately" Doctoe started "And your muscle mass started to decline. Please remove your shirt."
Dr. Johnson instructed, his voice heavy with suppressed excitement. Unwilling to disappoint the doctor's curiosity, I slowly lifted off my tight black tee, exposing my newly rounded torso. Muscles that were once hardened and defined were now obscured by layers of blubber, glistening under the fluorescent lights. My moobs where even bigger and softer, even bigger than Nat's and my nipples where as sensetive. Lovehandels and belly now visibly spilled over my waistband creating a muffintop. Dr. Johnson couldn't hide his surprise, his breath quickening as he traced his fingers along the lines of my enlarged frame, walkimg around me and hornestly taken aback.
His gaze lingered for just a little longer than necessary, hinting at the carnal nature of his true intentions. It was clear that Dr. Johnson wasn't simply focused on providing medical care but also relishing in the opportunity to gratify his appetite for corrupting healthy men.
As he continued to manipulate my bloated body, I felt the sharp prickling sensation of goosebumps raising across my skin. Each movement of his hands heightened the sense of helplessness encapsulating me, leaving me entirely exposed and vulnerable.
Despite knowing better, my traitorous body failed to resist the magnetic pull drawing me deeper into this web of depravity. He as adertixed to me as someone who could help me with my weight, but i guess helping was a bit different from what i expected. And the worst part - now that i now i do not whant it to stop, but finding another doctor and going through this humiliation again. I would not be agble to bare such feelings.
The soft squeezes and strokes intensified the throbbing in my groin, threatening to send waves of pleasure crashing down upon me at any moment. Yet, despite the mounting pressure, I managed to maintain control over myself, holding steadfast to the determination that nothing would hinder the pursuit of my happiness.
Seeing Alex's increased size and softness brought Dr. Johnson immense satisfaction.
The doctor's fingers trailed downward along my sides, lingering slightly over areas previously untouched by fat deposits. With each pass, the intensity of his scrutiny grew, mirroring the rapidly escalating urgency within me. The air hung thick with anticipation, palpably charged with electric energy.
"Please remove your pants now, it seems your weight gain is quite unhealthy. I would alredy recommend medical massages and few other procedures that would help with your sedentary lifestile" he said on a single breath. "But first remove your pants"
- I lowered my head, embarrassment flooding puff cheeks. My heart raced, limbs trembled. Yet, I held onto my resolve with a firm grasp, refusing to submit fully to his humiliation. Steeling myself, I pulled off the trousers, baring my round, pale ass to the curious doctor. I was wearing the jockstrap because none of my boxers fit me anymore, and I was alredy late.
Without missing a beat, Doctor Jonson treated it as an invitation, and began his inspection. His eager fingers roamed my contours, pressing against the jiggly softness of my upper legs.
Every caress sent delicious ripples cascading throughout my entire being, causing an unexpected wave of arousal to sweep over me. Feeling suddenly ashamed of my weakness, I forced myself to focus on the task at hand, attempting to ignore the persistent stirrings below. I failed this time, my boner started to grow bigger with hot arousal.
As his exploration progressed, Doctor Jonson allowed his true motives to surface. His predatory eyes betrayed a yearning for the transformation unfolding before him.