Author's note
This is my first attempt at writing anything. I was simply inspired to write something that satisfies my own kinks and fantasies.
This is the start of a longer series involving dubcon, drugging, medical experimentation, reluctance, anal, mind control, breeding and female orgasm denial. I'll attach tags and warnings per chapter on relevancy.
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Emi was annoyed when she flew into the train carriage, barely steady on her feet before the doors beeped twice, then shut. She brushed her dark waist length hair out of her face and attempted to catch her breath. Her chest heaving, making her large breasts rise and fall, the dark hard nipples obvious through her tight crop top. Her pussy tingled and she felt the slick warmth of her juices smearing on her thighs underneath her short skirt as she caught her reflection in the windows. Her face flushed as her gaze lingered on her own large brown eyes and juicy cupid lips.
She almost never slept in or ran late. She had fitfully tried to sleep with the achy need in her belly last night. Waking up more than once soaking wet. When she finally slept, her dreams were quickly ruined by her third alarm.
She hoped she was going to make it to her appointment this morning with Dr Fray. It's been a month since she started the medication and she couldn't be more amazed at the results... despite the odd side affects.
A month prior...
'Ms Park, your referral states here that you were diagnosed 2 years ago, and no medication or birth control on the market has relieved the pain?'
Emi sat and stared at the doctor in front of her. Dr Fray was a genius in his field and it took her 6 months to get this appointment. Did it matter that he looked too young to be the head of research? That he was a man? That he was a conservative practitioner? She couldn't stop the prejudice in her thoughts as he pushed the frames on his face back up, peering at her.
'Nothing, Dr Fray. And again, as I've said to my previous doctors, surgery is not an option I want to entertain unless it can guarantee some results,' she replied.
She had been on it all, hormonal and non hormonal birth control, to try and relieve the pain she had day to day. Surgery wasn't guaranteed to actually fix her at all and when she had asked for her reproductive organs to be removed, the answers from all the doctors were a big fat no. Even though she wasn't interested in sex or having babies. Dr Fray was her last chance. She glanced at him as she bit her lip.
His lips pressed together firmly as he stared at his computer, frowning before turning back to face her, 'that won't be necessary.'
She clenched her fist tightly on her knees against her jeans. This was it. He was going to just tell her to deal with her pain for the next however many decades she was alive and kick her out of his clinic. Case closed without a cure.
'There's been a recent break through with a new drug that, our affiliated pharmaceutical company F.K industries, has been developing over the last decade. Clinical trials started last week and we are hoping to get as many potential patients on board as possible. Now, though I can't promise you that it's a cure, data shows that if it works as it should, it would manage symptoms well enough to imitate a cure as long as patients remain on a lower dose of medication for the remainder of their reproductive cycle,' Dr Fray gazed at the young woman sitting in front of him.
Emi Park was head strong, stubborn and radical for a young woman who was barely 20. She fit every box of a utter feminist. Her hair cropped short, baggy sweater and jeans covering her body shape completely and an attitude of she knew her rights and choices and they weren't good enough for her.
Oliver Fray knew that more girls were growing to become like her, full of ideals that were simply nonsensical in his eyes. The sooner he could help F.K industries pass clinical trials, the earlier they can roll out the cure to the mass female population. The perks of it masking all symptoms of the common female reproductive condition Emi was victim to would only make it that much easier.
'How much would it cost me?' Emi asked tentatively. She wasn't poor by any means, but since her Aunt was currently funding her education and roof over her head she hesitated to dive into a treatment she possibly couldn't afford.
Dr Fray clicked a couple of times on his computer and the printer behind him hummed to life as it started printing a handful of papers.
'The treatment is essentially free, bar some conditions to really solidify the success of the trials. We- F.K industries is offsetting a lot of the costs to entice more participants to join, in hopes that the data collected will effectively mean it becomes available to everyone suffering as quickly as possible.'
He stapled the papers together and handed it to her, gesturing for her to read through them, 'conditions include allowing them to collect data on a weekly basis through the medical practitioner supporting the trial, photos and any ultrasounds that need to be taken as supporting evidence, a strict abstinence policy and if at any point the trial is suspended then any changes to the body achieved through the trial is no longer any responsibility of the company.'
Emi scanned through the paperwork and noted that other than the legal jargon it was practically as Dr Fray said, the trial was free as long as they could use her results as supporting evidence to fast track the medication to the major public.
Finally, a win for women in the health industry. She couldn't find a reason to say no and according to the need to be on medication for decades to keep the results, if any thing happened that caused the suspension of the trials, she would only go back to square one, or hopefully be cured enough to be in a better position than she was now.
'This sounds really promising, Dr Fray. Are there any prerequisites to be a part of this clinical trial? Tests or ultrasounds I might need to submit before I can be a part of it? I'm really interested in joining'. Fray almost smirked at how easy it was. He had seen some of the preliminary results of the drug himself and couldn't wait to see how it was going to change the young female in front of him.
'Well, Ms Park, I could get you on the program today if you're committed to the cause. And I can assure you that we will see some progress in the pain you're experiencing by this time next week. Just sign the last page of the document in front of you, I'll print out an extra copy for you to take home along with week 1 instructions. I will have to do a physical examination and collect some information but otherwise I have your medical history right here and the transvaginal ultrasounds you had done 6 weeks ago.'
'Oh perfect! And please Dr Fray, just Emi is fine,' she smiled as she signed quickly and handed him the form. She was excited. He may be young but he had been the only doctor to offer her some sort of a solution since she was diagnosed. It was like she could see the light at the end of the tunnel with this new drug.
'Well Emi, I'll just ask you some quick questions then you can change into a gown and once the examination is done I can administer the first dose of medication and get you the patient dose for the rest of the week,' Dr Fray said with a smile. Emi nodded. She didn't feel great about being examined but she was ready to do what was needed.
'Are you currently sexually active and have you been in the past?' He asked casually.
'No, not currently and I have in the past.'
