Chapter 13

Tonya was half-asleep when she vaguely noticed that the room didn't seem to be quite as dark as it had been, but in her misery, she paid no overt attention to it. The room was fairly well-lit by the time the Doctor walked in.

"Are you OK, Tonya?", he asked, "You seemed to be having a bad dream or something."

"Nancy shrunk me...", Tonya replied, her voice shaky, "She put me in a maze with some rats... the rats raped me... and then... then Nancy took me... she took me... and... she was... she wanted to... cut me up... dissect me... like you do with... with a frog...". Her sobbing started anew, and her words trailed off...

"OK, I see," he said, "Tonya, what's happening is that your mind is reacting to the situation; subconsciously, you feel like a lab animal, trapped and helpless. It's quite normal, I assure you."

"But... but why... ?"

"See, Tonya," he explained, patiently, "The intensive therapy requires that the patient be reduced to a state of pure helplessness and then built back up, so to speak; the idea is to 'start from the ground floor', if that makes any sense."

"But... it hurts... hurts so bad...", she said, still sobbing.

"I'm sorry for that, Tonya," he replied, a tone of genuine sorrow in his voice, "But it has to happen that way; if we did this at a regular pace, it would take months, or even years to resolve the pain that you have inside. This way, you have the opportunity to rebuild yourself and get on with your life quickly."

"But... does it... have to... hurt... hurt so much?"

"I'm afraid so, Tonya," he said, apologetically, "You'll learn how to work through the pain, and then maybe even make it work FOR you; you know, like, 'No pain, no gain'? Oh, not meaning to change the subject, but are you hungry?"

"Yes! Can I have something to eat, please?", Tonya asked.

"Certainly!", he replied, "Let me loosen these restraints, and we'll see about getting you fed."

"SHE... won't be there... will she?"

"Nancy?", he responded, "No, just you and me at dinner, Tonya; it'll be easier for us to talk without her around..."

The Doctor loosened Tonya's hands and feet, helping her get up off the bed. She was a little bit shaky, and he had to steady her to keep her from falling. With some difficulty at first, they walked out of the bedroom, and over to the elevator. As they got in, Tonya looked at the Doctor.

"Can I have something to wear? Like a robe or something?"

"Unfortunately, Tonya," he replied, "I can't give you one; you have to be naked. The reason is that at this point, you need to be completely free of anything that you could 'hide behind'; clothing would give you a psychological 'barrier' that could keep the therapy from working. Does that make any sense?"

Tonya nodded in agreement.

The elevator doors closed, the Doctor pressed the button, and it started moving; after a few seconds, the car slowed, stopped, and the doors opened. The two of them walked out, and the doors closed behind them. They walked down a hall, stopping in front of a door.

"Let's go in, Tonya."

The Doctor opened the door; in the middle of the room, there was a chair that looked something like a dentist's chair. Tonya gave it a curious look.

"Sit in it, Tonya."

Tonya sat down; the Doctor started attaching leather straps to her ankles. She started to protest, but the Doctor shushed her.

"Tonya," he said, "This is your feeding chair. Every time you eat, you'll be strapped in this chair. This is NOT open to question. Is that clear?"

"Yes..."

"As of this point, you can do nothing for yourself; everything will be done for you."

He continued to fasten the restraints to her arms and legs. He put a thick strap around her waist, and one around her forehead; she was now totally immobilized!

"What happens if I have to go to the bathroom?" Tonya asked.

"That, too, will be taken care of for you; we'll do that right after you get done with dinner."

The Doctor pressed a button; the armrests started moving down, puling Tonya's arms with them, and pulling her body back farther in the chair, fully exposing her breasts! Another button, and her legs were splayed apart, leaving her hairless pussy exposed and helpless! One more, and the chair gently tilted back. Tonya was now ready to be fed...

The Doctor pulled a cart filled with several different pieces of equipment over to the chair, and took a dental spreader, placing it in Tonya's mouth and forcing her jaws open. Next came a gag with a large hole through the center; he slid it into her mouth, pulling the spreader out. Two straps on the gag were fastened to hooks on the headrest, after which the he showed Tonya a large tube.

"This is your feeding tube, Tonya," he explained, "I'm going to put it down your throat to feed you. Swallow it."

Her eyes were wide with horror! She screamed through the gag! His hand brought the tube closer and closer...

Tonya felt the tube going into her mouth, and past her tongue. The Doctor inserted it slowly, steadily; Tonya started gagging, and he stopped for a moment to let the feeling pass.

"I said SWALLOW it, Tonya! There's nothing you can do to stop it, and if you try, you'll keep gagging!"

He continued easing the tube down Tonya's throat; she started to swallow the tube, and it went down easily. The Doctor inserted the tube several more inches, then gave it one final shove to get it into her stomach.

"Feeding time, Tonya..."

He connected the tube to a small pump, which had a jar full of something that looked like baby food. The flick of a switch, and the pump came to life! The tube jiggled as food started moving through it; a couple seconds later, Tonya felt the food start to fill her up inside; she felt her stomach swell as she became more and more full!

The Doctor pressed on her stomach, touched his chin, felt her stomach again, and with a look of satisfaction, turned the machine off. He disconnected the tube, holding the end up high so that any remaining food could flow down. When he was satisfied that the tube was empty, he slowly withdrew it from inside Tonya. When the tube was fully withdrawn, he covered the opening in the gag.

"Now, Tonya, we'll take care of your other bodily functions."

He pressed a button, and the chair tilted back more; Tonya's legs were raised, readily exposing her anus. The Doctor moved a TV monitor over, positioning it so that Tonya would have a direct view. He took a video camera, positioning it for a clear shot of Tonya's pudendum.

Tonya felt her butt cheeks being pulled apart; she looked at the monitor, and two metal 'hands' were spreading her helpless ass apart! A metal tube protruded into the ex-skater's immobilized anus, opening the internal sphincter as well, and immediately started to expand! Another tube came into view, with a sort of ball on the end. It was threaded through the metal tube, into Tonya's bowels; it went deeper and deeper inside her, finally stopping. The metal tube contracted, and was withdrawn, leaving the girl's anus to close in around it.