Big Tits Theory
Copyright© 2019 by Pan
Chapter 9
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 9 - Marty tells his sister about a theory he has - the "Big Tits Theory" - while feeding her body-altering, mind-bending milkshakes.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Ma/ft Teenagers Hypnosis Magic Mind Control Heterosexual Fiction Incest Brother Sister Anal Sex Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Pregnancy Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts Body Modification Doctor/Nurse Public Sex Teacher/Student Transformation
Monday Morning
When Dr Lorne came into the office to find me there, a chagrined look came upon his face. I’d used a fake name, being fairly sure that he wouldn’t agree to see me if I’d known who I was. He tried to back out of the room, but when I whispered in a sultry voice that it was an emergency, his hippocratic oath had meant that he couldn’t leave, not if he wanted to still call himself a doctor.
As I’d started to strip, he’d stared at my mammoth new titties in shock. I wasn’t wearing a bra - I think I was still growing, but more than that ... I just didn’t need one. No matter how large they grew, my tits provided miles of cleavage in every top, standing firmly, proudly, advertising my slutty status.
I’m pretty sure he was starting to work out that this wasn’t a strictly professional visit, but he couldn’t walk away, and as I watched, his cock began to rise. I subconsciously licked my lips, and told him my problem.
“You see, doc, I’ve realized that it’s the role of a woman like me to get knocked up as quickly as possible. I need you to prescribe me some fertility meds - as many as you’ve got.”
“I can’t just do that,” Dr Lorne replied with a weary sigh, his eyes never leaving my enormous tits. My nipples had already begun to harden at the attention, and I saw his hand twitching, like he was having trouble stopping himself from reaching out and grabbing them. “Fertility medication can only be prescribed after you’ve been trying for months without any results...”
Standing up, I watched with satisfaction as he involuntarily moaned at the slight bounce of my tits.
“Please, doc...” I said, my huge blue eyes staring at him sadly. “You’re my only hope ... surely there’s something that you can do for me...”
There was a pause (longer than I think Dr Lorne would have liked) before he shook his head, and turned away.