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The Dermott Clinic, Part I
"G'mornin'! I'm Georgiana, and welcome to the Dermott Women's Clinic. Do y'all have an appointment?" asked the bubbly brunette receptionist with the deep southern drawl at the front desk of the clinic.
"Good morning, and yes we do. Wilder: Laura, Cora and Emily," replied Laura. "We have 9:00 AM appointments for full physicals."
The perky twenty-something receptionist chewed her lower lip in deep concentration as she navigated the software running on her monitor for a few seconds; deeper concentration than the simple task should have demanded. Obviously, clicking on a few buttons and greeting patients was stretching her simple mental capacity to its limits. Laura was certain that the young woman was in her present position more as eye candy than a productive member of the clinic's nursing staff. Her first impression of the young receptionist was only strengthened as she gazed down across the desk into the deep cleavage of the massive breasts that threatened to pop out of her tight, low-cut nurse's uniform. Laura was certain that if the woman moved too quickly, they just might. Despite her annoyance at having to deal with perceptibly stupid people, the affect of the bubbly young woman wasn't lost on her. Quick mental images of what she'd like to do to the buxom brunette if she had the chance flashed through her mind.
"Ah yes! Here ya are. If I could just get y'alls thumb prints on the scanner, I'll check y'all into the computer here, and ya can have a seat," the empty-headed receptionist said cheerfully; her bulging breasts bouncing around deliciously as she motioned towards the scan pad located in front of her on the desk. The motion itself was way more jerky than it had any right to be; with mouth watering results.
Laura tore her gaze from the woman's dancing mammaries to look Georgiana in the eyes once again. "Ah... Yes... Girls, she needs your thumb prints," she said in slight embarrassment as she scanned herself in first.
Georgina only smiled more brightly. It was as if the phrase, 'My face is up here, pervert' had never once in her life occurred to her to say.
It probably hadn't.
"Thank y'all kindly," Georgina said as she turned every precious IQ point at her disposal to the monitor in front of her and tapped the keyboard a few times. Once again, Laura took the opportunity to gaze longingly down the woman's cleavage.
Hey, Laura thought to herself, if you got it, flaunt it, I guess.
"Alrighty," she announced proudly after a few seconds. "It found all y'alls records and yur checked in. If y'all could have a seat, a nurse will call ya back in a few minutes."
"Thank you," Laura responded and turned towards the room's rows of comfortable chairs; thankful that she didn't have to listen to that bimbo's annoying accent anymore. Perhaps a nice big ball gag would do her wonders for her conversational skills...
Come now Laura! Get your mind out of the gutter! she admonished herself firmly. You don't have to get your panties wet over every big-boobed bimbo you run across; if you actually wore panties that is.
"Just your type, right mom?" inquired Emily with a smile on her face as the three Wilders found a trio of adjacent seats in the half full waiting room.
"I think she's every woman's type," Laura replied quietly. "Just as long as she doesn't say too much that is."
"She's certainly my type," Cora agreed as she glanced over her shoulder to watch Georgiana greet the next pair of women that were coming into the clinic with equal enthusiasm and air-headed devotion. "She can say whatever she wants!"
"You can do better, honey," Laura told her daughter. "I'm sure she's dynamite in the sack, but what would you two talk about when you're not having sex?"
"With a body like that, I don't think there would be much time we wouldn't be having sex; so I don't see the problem," Cora countered skillfully.
"She has a point, mom," Emily agreed as her gaze followed her sister's to watch the receptionist's tits bounce around as she went about her entry-level job.
Ah... To be young and dumb again, Laura thought. She didn't say anything further, in order to allow her two youngest daughters to peel the receptionist's tight clothes off with their eyes and mind-fuck the sexy brunette senseless.
As Laura was observing the lust-filled expressions on the faces of her two teenagers, her phone beeped softly. The notification was immediately followed by a slightly painful stretching sensation as the Dilation Master XXL that Amanda had buckled into her mother's spacious bottom that morning sensed that Laura was no longer in motion. The ingenious device was one of a new line of 'smart' plugs being marketed by Anal by Design at the Women's Health and Wellness Expo. The model Laura wore today was one of the toys that her eldest daughter had brought home last night in her little bag of goodies.
The Dilation Master XXL was designed to remain at a pre-programmed diameter to match that of a woman's normal daily plug; it would stay at this size as the wearer went about her day. This was the plug's Retention mode. However, as soon as she stopped moving - like, say: sitting at her desk, attending a management meeting, or waiting in a clinic's waiting room - the smart plug would sense the lack of movement and automatically start expanding itself into its Expanded mode. Of course, there were many safety features built into the device: It wouldn't expand while the wearer was driving; that could be dangerous. There were also built-in pressure sensors to ensure that, when enlarging occurred, the plug would not grow to dimensions that could physically damage the wearer. The plug's control app on Laura's phone also had an override button that would force the plug to contract to its normal Retention size. Optionally, this last feature could be disabled provided that at least one phone the plug was registered to keep this safety feature enabled.
The plug's Expanded size could either be pre-programmed at the same time the Retention size was, or an optional Maximized mode was available. This setting would utilize the data recorded from the plug's pressure sensors to keep up a grueling outwards pressure on the enclosing rectum without regard to how large the plug actually got. This optional setting was what Amanda had set Laura's Dilation Master to after it had been safely locked in place.
Her phone beeped yet again when the plug's expansion halted several seconds later. Laura groaned softly from the intense discomfort in her nether hole as she checked her phone.
Dilation Master XXL Control Dashboard
Laura's Plug:
