Dr. Joseph's Office

Part 3: Danielle

Danielle Govindra pulled into the parking space, turned off the car, and slumped against the steering wheel. There was just so much happening, and she couldn't keep up with it. Tracy's graduation was just a few days away, Mark had to stay late at work all week, and to top it off, Angela had called yesterday, saying that she was on summer vacation and could she please spend it with her big sister?

It was a hell of a time for a toothache.

So, here she was, at the new dentist's office. The dentist she'd gone to before had left town, for some unknown reason. So it was "Dr. Joseph" for her.

She got out of her car and walked over to the office. Her tooth gave another sharp twinge. "Ow!" she said, clutching at her cheek and staggering just a little. The sooner this was over, the better.

"Oh hiiii!" said the receptionist who sat behind the counter to her right. Danielle winced, both from the pain of her toothache, and the annoyingness of the receptionist-bimbo.

Oddly enough, given that she was a bimbo, the receptionist looked Arabic. The girl would certainly be the least-dressed Arab Danielle had ever seen, if that was true.

"Um, like, welcome to... um, Dr. Joseph's office," the receptionist said. "I'm, uh, Noor, and do you have an appointment?" The bimbo - who was, indeed, Arabic - sounded like she was reading from cue cards.

"Yes, I'm Danielle Govindra, I called this morning about an emergency." Noor the bimbo nodded, and started tapping away at the computer in front of her. She had a look of intense concentration on her face, as though the task of typing on a computer took all of her brainpower.

There followed two awkward minutes, while Noor figured out how to type in Danielle's name. She seemed to be sounding it out, but having to backtrack multiple times. Meanwhile, Danielle stood there, tooth aching like hell, waiting for this goddamn bimbo to get her shit together.

"Ohhh, okay!" Noor said, finally. "Hi, Dani! Dr. Joseph says you oughta go to room 5, okay? Have fun!" She giggled and waved at Danielle.

For a moment, Danielle considered replying to that by saying that she wasn't here to have fun, but responding would just be pointless. Noor, the dumb bimbo, probably wouldn't understand. So, instead, Danielle walked into the back of the office, towards room 5. Maybe the rest of the office would be different.

Her hopes for a smarter office vanished when she entered room 5 to find that her hygienist was a Chinese bimbo. The hygienist-bimbo giggled and said, "Oh hiiiii! I'm Ming, and I'm gonna be, like, your hygiene lady today! How are ya?"

"Ow!" Danielle said, clutching her cheek. She meant to say more than that, but Ming pouted at her. "Aww, you gotta toothache! Poor wittle Dani! We gonna make it all better!" She grabbed Danielle's shoulders and sat her down in the chair. Danielle tried to object, but Ming pulled out an array of dental tools and started poking around in Danielle's mouth.

"So, where does it, like, hurt?" she said. Apparently, Ming saw no real problem with the fact that Danielle's mouth was currently wide open, with pointy metal things inside.

That problem, though, became moot when Ming touched Danielle's second premolar, and a jolt of pain shot through her mouth. She winced, and if she'd been able to, she would've said something foul-mouthed.

"Awww, does da wittle toof, like, hurt a bunch?" Ming cooed, touching it again. Danielle wanted to scream out loud at this fucking bimbo, but she couldn't.

"We're gonna need to do X-rays, aren't we?" Ming said, and stuffed something into Danielle's mouth. "You just, like, hold that in there and don't, like, move, or anything."

"Mummph mmph mmmm," Danielle said, trying not to move whatever Ming had stuck in there. This was the fucking worst dentist's office she'd ever been to. What kind of asshole employed nothing but bimbos?

As she fumed to herself, Danielle smelled something odd. It was a strong smell, a musky scent, one that seemed to permeate the whole room. There was something sweet about it, too. It seemed familiar, in a certain way.

When Ming turned back, carrying a lead-lined apron to lay over Danielle's chest, Danielle realized that the smell was coming from Ming. Or maybe not. But she certainly smelled like whatever it was that had filled the room with its scent.

She couldn't say anything about it to Ming, not while she was getting X-rayed. So she lay there, as Ming set things up, and just smelled that smell. That marvelous, fantastic smell. Whatever it was, she wanted to smell more of it.

Even once Ming had finished the X-rays and cleared Danielle's mouth, the hygienist-bimbo made it impossible to ask a question, because she babbled constantly. At a certain point, Danielle just stopped listening completely, and let the sensations sweep over her. It was all very Zen.

Some indistinct amount of time later, someone tapped Danielle on the shoulder, and she jumped. "Sorry to startle you," said a male voice from behind her head, "but I'd like to introduce myself." He stepped out in front of the chair and continued, "I'm Dr. Joseph, and I'm pleased to meet you."

Danielle shook his hand, then winced as she noticed her toothache again. "So, you've got a toothache," Dr. Joseph said, turning over to the computer to Danielle's right. "Mmm hmm," he muttered. "Ahh, mmm."

"Is it, um, bad, Doctor?" Danielle asked.

"Not too bad," he said, stepping back in front of the chair. He had a very nice smile, which Danielle supposed every dentist should have. Other than that, he was really very ordinary. If you had a machine that made humans, and you asked it to give you a totally average white male, Dr. Joseph would be the result.

"You have a slight crack in your premolar," Dr. Joseph said, "and it looks like, unfortunately, it has penetrated deep enough to find a few nerve endings to irritate. But it shouldn't take radical measures to fix, or anything like that. When do you want to schedule a surgery?"

"Uh, as soon as possible, please," Danielle said.

"Right then. Ming, pull up the calendar. Hmm. Hmm." Dr. Joseph turned back towards the chair. "We can fit you in tomorrow, actually. Someone just cancelled on a set of family appointments, so I'll have the time for your surgery."

"What time?" She still had to come up with a graduation gift for Tracy, and if she was out of it all day, that would be hard.

"10:30," Dr. Joseph said.

"Well, uh, when's the next available slot?" she asked, hoping for a better answer.

"A week from today," came the answer.

Fuck. There was no way she could possibly wait a whole week to get this fixed. If it was a choice between spending tomorrow whacked on the aftereffects of anaesthesia or spending a whole week wincing in pain...

"I'll take the appointment tomorrow."

"Good, good," Dr. Joseph said. "Ming, go ahead and enter that on the schedule. You'll want to be here at least ten minutes before the surgery, so we can handle the paperwork, and get you under in a timely fashion."

"Am I going to need to have someone pick me up?" Danielle asked.

Dr. Joseph shook his head. "Actually, no. We use a form of anaesthesia that doesn't cause any substantial temporary impairment. You should be able to drive home."

"Wow," said Danielle. "How does that work? I've heard all sorts of horror stories about people on anaesthesia."

"You'd have to ask Erin, our resident anaesthetician. She's the brains behind it," Dr. Joseph said. "I'm a mere dentist. I'll take what I can get."

He extended a hand to her, once again. "It's been very nice talking to you, and I'm glad, once again, that you chose to come to my office. We'll be seeing you tomorrow, though, I suppose, so I'll wish you a good day, Danielle."

"Thank you for being so flexible," Danielle replied, levering herself up and out of the chair. She'd been thinking about asking Ming about something, but now she'd entirely forgotten.

"Is there anything I can take to deal with it between now and then?" she asked, as Dr. Joseph was at the door.

"Well, if you were waiting longer, I'd be inclined to give you a prescription for an analgesic of some kind," Dr. Joseph replied. "However, I think I can give you something less expensive, if you'll bring it back tomorrow."

Danielle nodded. "In that case," he said, opening a drawer mounted on the wall, "take this home with you." He handed her a cloth pouch filled with some kind of gel. "It should draw off some of the pain for a short while."

"Thank you, Dr. Joseph," Danielle said again. He nodded. "No problem. Will that be all for today?"

"Yes, it certainly will," Danielle said. With that, Dr. Joseph left, and Danielle shortly followed. Ming giggled and waved goodbye to her, and Danielle tried not to show open disdain. One more day, and she could find another dentist.

"Bye-bye!" Noor called out to Danielle as she walked towards the front door. Danielle gave a half-hearted smile and passed her without saying anything. Christ, what a fucking bimbo.

Tomorrow

"Hiiiiiii!" Noor said, as Danielle walked into Dr. Joseph's office. Danielle smiled at the receptionist-bimbo, feeling a bit more chipper this morning. Just like Dr. Joseph had promised, the pouch he'd given her had made her feel so much better.

"Hello, Noor," Danielle replied. "Where should I go today?"

"Dr. Joseph says you oughta go to room 69," Noor replied. "It's, like, right at the end of the hallway!" Giggle.

"Okay," Danielle said, a bit puzzled. Why "room 69"?

"6 and 9 are Dr. Joseph's lucky numbers!" said Noor, who seemed to know what Danielle was going to say. Giggle. "Everyone asks that, all the time!"

Danielle smiled. Maybe she'd just been that obvious. She passed into the back of the office, down the hallway. Sure enough, at the end of it, there it was. Room 69.

When she stepped inside, Ming was already there, and so was a red-haired bimbo. "Hiiii, Dani! This is Erin, and she's gonna be your, like, anaesthetician today." Double giggle.

It seemed like Danielle had heard that name, Erin, somewhere before. It had been very recently. Eh, it probably didn't matter that much. What's the worst that could happen? Giggle.

By the time Danielle had settled into the chair, Dr. Joseph appeared in the room. He smiled at her and said, "How are we feeling this morning?"

"I'll be feeling much better in a little bit," Danielle said, a big smile on her face. Giggle.

"You certainly will. Erin, if you would apply the anaesthesia," he said. Erin obliged, and as Danielle breathed deeply through the mask, she heard a giggle.

The world around her floated away, and Danielle followed. After some period of time, she found herself in the sky, somewhere. Big, fluffy white clouds floated all around her, and she passed her arm through one of them.

It tickled! Giggle. It made her think sexy thoughts, somehow. She thought about getting fucked, and giggled again. Maybe Mark would do her tonight, and she'd feel really good. Giggle.

How long did she float around in the cloudy nothingness? She couldn't tell. It just felt like time didn't pass in here, wherever here was.

Here was also a very sexy place. Danielle couldn't suppress thoughts of naked men and women, indulging in all sorts of sex acts. If her mother could've seen the inside of her little girl's head right now...

When she opened her eyes again, it felt like she was coming down from the best high ever. Giggle.

"You should, like, sell that on the streets, man!" she said, feeling a little woozy. "Whoops!" she added, toppling out of the chair, onto her side. Giggle.

"Are you feeling alright, Dani?" Dr. Joseph asked, with his sexy, sexy voice.

"Yep!" she said, regaining her balance as she stood. "I feel, like, sooooper great!" She really did, except for the odd pressure on her chest.

Dani looked down at her chest, and saw that her titties were a lot bigger, and her clothes were making a valiant but futile attempt to hold them back. Giggle. "Can anyone, like, cut this for me?" she asked, pointing at the area above her titties.

"Why don't you go ahead and put on your spare clothes?" Dr. Joseph said, holding out a small bundle of vinyl and spandex. "Oh, I, like, totes forgot that I'd brought those along!" Dani said. The details of when she'd bought them were so hazy as to be nonexistent. Also, how had she known how big her titties were going to get?

She just dismissed those niggling problems, and took the clothes that Dr. Joseph handed her. "I, like, rilly need to get back home," Dani said, "so can I just, like, take my clothes off in here?"

"Be my guest," said Dr. Joseph. Ming and Erin just giggled. So Dani wiggled out of her constraining top and bra, letting her big brown titties just hang free. It felt perfectly natural to show herself off like that. She was a hot piece, and the world deserved to see it.

With that taken care of, she pushed herself out of the pants she'd worn to the appointment. Her hips had flared out, but her thighs tapered to practically nothing by the time they reached her knees. Once her pants had gotten past that obstacle, it was comically easy to throw them into the trash.

Dani stood in front of Dr. Joseph and the other bimbos, showing off her awesome body. It felt good to be naked, but somehow she knew it would be better to put on her new clothes.

She began with the vinyl microskirt, which easily stretched to accomodate her new hips. The fact that she'd thrown her panties away with her pants meant that her snatch was just hanging out for anyone to see. Maybe when she got back home she could shave it.

"Oooh," she groaned, swaying back and forth as the vinyl came into contact with her asscheeks. It made her feel so hot, wearing clothes like this. Looking like this, she'd get fucked so hard by any guy she wanted.

She turned to leave, then remembered that she hadn't put on the spandex croptop. Giggle. People were so silly about not seeing titties. Really, was anything going to cover up these babies? Dani's boobies would probably be visible - and sexy - in a snowsuit.

The moment she snapped the spandex down onto her breasts, Dani moaned and orgasmed. It... was just like heaven. Everyone in the room could see that she was the hottest girl around, and they could see how hot that made her feel. Her nipples were harder than diamonds, and pussy juice was dripping down her thighs.

"Don't forget your shoes," Dr. Joseph said, handing her a pair of really, really tall stiletto heels. She squealed with delight, and slipped them on. Pacing back and forth a bit, she felt her giant boobies wobbling, and imagined how sexy she looked like this.

"I think you're all set, dear," Dr. Joseph said, and Dani giggled. "You're, like, not supposta call me that, silly! It's, like, um... sexyest!"

"Well, you are the sexiest," he replied, winking at her, "but I think it's time for you to run along home." Dani giggled, and strutted out of the room. She squealed together with Noor for a few minutes, paid up her bill, and click-clacked her way out to the car.

For a second, she took a good look at her car, pouting hard. This wasn't a sexy car! It was just a boring old SUV. It wasn't even a fun color, like red, just boring old black.

Of course, with a body like this, convincing Mark to replace it wouldn't be hard. Dani giggled and hopped into the driver's seat. After a little confusion over where her keys had gone (her new hot pink purse), she pulled out of the parking space, and started driving home.

Along the way, she rolled down the windows and savored the attentions of the other drivers. Their rapturous gazes made her pussy melt again. She couldn't think of anything better than that, even if it did cause a couple of crashes.

About fifteen minutes later, Dani pulled into her driveway and hopped out of her car, feeling like a million bucks. She was a bit surprised to see Mark's car in the garage, but that was all for the better. It meant she could start fucking him right away.

"How was your appointment, dear?" Mark asked. He was hunched over his computer in the office, typing away on some dumb thing that he probably had to do for work.

"Oh, it was, like, totes awesome!" Dani said. "I thought you had to work, sweetie."

"Well, I got Charlie to let me telecommute, and..." he replied, swiveling around in his chair. As he took in Dani, he trailed off into silence, his mouth wide open in astonishment. "Danielle..." he said. "What happened to you?"

"Dr. Joseph made me hot, silly!" she replied, and lunged for his crotch. Before he could say a single word, Dani had ripped his fly open and taken his rapidly inflating cock in her mouth. It was a surprisingly large mouthful, but it posed no problem for Dani.

"Mmmmph ummm hrmmm!" she said, around her husband's tasty cock. Just the smell of it made her feel wet, and the sensation of it in her mouth made her want to orgasm. But she couldn't do that until...

"Oooooooooh!" Mark groaned, shooting his load into her mouth. That triggered a near-simultaneous orgasm from Dani, though her celebration was a bit more muffled. Still, she felt her pussy juices sliding down her thighs, once more.

Dani swallowed her husband's load, and sat up straight with a satisfied sigh. "You're, like, so yummy!" she said to her still gobsmacked husband.

"What's gotten into you?" Mark demanded. "Are you feeling sick, or something?"

"No, of course not!" Dani said, giggling. "I'm feeling like a great bimbo! And I'm

your

great bimbo! Let's make Little Marky feel happy again!" She dove back down into his crotch, and gave his cock a few hard sucks. Before he could object, she stood up, then pulled him off of the chair and onto a nearby couch.

"Ride your bimbo hard, Mark! Make me scream!" Dani shouted. He grunted as she thrust her pussy onto his cock, and he started to get into the spirit of things. As she rode him, he bellowed, grabbed her by the shoulders, and flipped her over onto her back. Her fragile top practically ripped in half from his manhandling, but he didn't care.

"Fuck, you really are a bimbo, aren't you?" he grunted, his voice full of wonder. "You really need this, you little slut!"

"I'm your little slut-bimbo!" Dani said from underneath him, her body sweaty and her face rapturous. "I need it soooooo hard, Master!"

In record time, Mark climaxed, shooting his semen deep into his bimbo's pussy. She orgasmed again, at the feeling of his pleasure. It was a pure moment of sexual bliss for both of them.

When Mark's post-orgasmic haze cleared, he found that he was still lying on top of Dani, his bimbo wife. "If you've changed," he said, "it sure is for the better."

"Yep!" she said cheerfully. "Bimbos are the best!"

Reluctantly, Mark stood up, his legs shaky from the aftereffects of sex. "No! No! Don't leave Dani alone, Master!" she said, pouting on the couch. "We can have so much more fun!"

"I still have to work, Dani," he said. "I'd like nothing more than to fuck you into oblivion, but I gotta finish coding this section before we go to dinner."

"Poopy," Dani muttered, pouting hard. What was she supposed to do until Tracy's stupid dinner? Then it occurred to her that she was very thirsty. So she bounced out to the kitchen, and opened a bottle of water.

The moment she started drinking from it, though, she felt really, really icky. "Pleh!" she said, spitting the water out. She tried to drink juice and soda, but she got the same icky feeling. Then she opened a carton of milk.

Just the smell of it nearly made Dani cream herself. She raised the carton to her lips and took a big chug of milk.

"Oooooooh," she moaned, orgasming as the sweet, sweet milk flowed down her throat. It was almost as good as Mark's cum, and just as white! Dani sunk to the floor, tilting the milk carton back and back and back, until the last drop had drained into her mouth.