The character and ideas used within this story are totally my own. If anyone shares my fetishes, please e-mail me so we can share our deep fantasies. :)
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Melanie sat down on the cool operating table, her skirt hiking up her legs.
"Doctor Richards, are you sure this won't take long? I've got a class in a couple hours," she said, nervously looking at her reflection in the mirror.
Melanie was an average girl. 5'5'', about 180 pounds. She was a curvy girl with nice bosoms and a good, fleshy ass. She was the Doctor's aide this semester, doing office work and helping in the lab. She was wearing what she usually wore: A blouse, skirt, and a pair of high heels.
The Doctor walked beside her. "Melanie, we're almost ready. Just sit right where you are, and close your eyes. Do not open them until I tell you that you can."
She shut her eyes, her lashed locking in place. "I'm ready, Doctor." The next thing she knew, she felt the table beneath her begin to grow. More and more of her legs were touching the brushed metal. "Doctor, what's happening to me?" she asked.
"Well, Melanie," his distant voice bellowed, "I'm testing out my new Shrink Ray. You may open your eyes."
When she opened her orbs, she saw a giant room in front of her. The table was as big to her as a parking lot.