Furtility Clinic the Process Ch 03

Fur-Tility Clinic, The Process, Part 3

Or

What to Expect When You're Expecting to be Expecting

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This Story involves human females and Furry males engaging in sexual acts, so be aware if that isn't what you're looking for. I've taken a lot of inspiration from Jay Naylor's works, especially his "The Fall of Little Red Riding Hood" series, as well as E.Z. McCain's "Beastiverse" stories, so you may envision the world of these stories in a similar light. In this world, humans live in conjunction with various Beastman races, among other animals and mythical creatures. However, a curse borne by the ancient Goddess Hera has lived in the hearts of women for millennia, making them crave for Beast Cock and sex with Beastmen, Animals, and Monsters.

ADDITIONAL WARNING; this story will also feature in-depth, very detailed explorations of cheating and cuckoldry, so please do not read this and then complain if that is not to your liking.

In this chapter, a man comes to grips with his wife's true desires, and witnesses as she gives herself to a new lover and a new life...

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The Sixth Visit

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"To be honest, it feels a little weird to be the only one here with you Doctor Tility." Nate said through a friendly smile as he leaned back into his seat opposite the Half-Indian woman.

"I know we haven't had much one-on-one interaction, but that's no reason to feel nervous. Angie should be a little while yet, but rest assured she's with one of my nurses right now and in

very good

hands." Dara offered back her own disarming look as she assured the man of his wife's wellbeing. "In any case this is a convenient time for the two of us to meet. There are a couple things I wanted to touch base on with you specifically."

"Yeah, that sounds good. I've sort of been a little out of the loop since Angie's been coming here on her own the last few weeks. So I'll be glad to have the chance to catch up."

True to their words, for the first time it was Nate sitting alone with Dara in her office, as his wife Angie was quite busy having one of her 'routine physicals' performed on her, which the Doctor has assured him would take a little time since they liked to be very thorough with their patients. And Dara certainly did have things she wanted to talk about with Nate, more specifically there were certain ideas she wanted him to start giving some though to in regards to his wife...

"First I'd like to ask how the hormone treatments and other supplements have been working out for you. Have you been taking them consistently?"

"Yep. I've been taking them every day, just as prescribed." Nate replied perfectly obliviously, and failed to notice the subtle spread of Dara's grin as she heard that.

"Well that's good. Angie's proven very receptive to her own hormone treatments. I could just about call her the perfect example of a woman at her peak fertility. And from the way she speaks during our meetings I can tell she's very eager to be a mother." Dara went on, seeing Nate look happier with every word she said, a little regrettable consider what she'd have to tell him next.

"Really? That's great to hear!" He said, sounding very encouraged, unfortunately having no idea the boot that Dara was about to drop on him.

"It is good. But unfortunately, I'm afraid I don't have quite as good news for something else..." Dara's tone then became more somber, trying to be gentle but still needing to be blunt as she informed the poor, misguided man in front of her. And Nate's own expression was already falling at just that mere mention.

"...Angie's tests have all proven exceptional, but I'm afraid the same can't be said for yours. We tested the sperm sample you provided us a few weeks back, and I'm sorry to tell you but the count was quite a bit lower than average."

"What? What exactly does that mean?" Nate's typical friendly façade was crumbling right before Dara's eyes, and it was all she could do to not break out in a big, wicked grin of her own.

"Putting it simply, and frankly to be blunt, there isn't a great chance that you'll be able to successfully impregnate Angie on your own."

Dara could easily see the man's stomach crash into a pit, hope draining from his eyes as he very quickly became very visibly distraught.

"T-That can't be right. Are you sure?! Like one hundred percent?! O-Or can you take another test?!" Nate was already starting to plead, and Dara was all too happy to see just how desperate he was already becoming at the mere notion of not being able to impregnate his wife.

"We're very confident in our test results." She explained with perfect, clinical neutrality as Nate's breath caught in his throat. He slumped back into his seat and remained silent for several long moments before looking back to the Doctor with clear, misguided hope.

"Doctor Tility, please. T-This has been Angie's... it's been both our dreams since before we were married. Isn't there something, anything you can do to help? A treatment, medicine, anything?"

Dara left the air between them empty for another long, tense moment, purposefully letting Nate's desperation and fear linger.

"...We do have some options, here at the Clinic, for couples in your... circumstances. We actually have quite a lot of practice with things like these." The devious Doctor started to lead on, carefully and cryptically.

For a fleeting moment, Dara could see some relief wash over Nate as he actually let out the breath he'd been holding.

"Oh good, that's good... S-So what exactly can you do for me?" He timidly asked, way too hopeful for what he was about to be told.

"Well, it's not exactly something we can do about

your

situation. What I'd like to suggest is probably not something you were thinking of."

"What does that mean? A-Are you talking about in-vitro fertilization, or something else like that?" Nate's tiny hope was already dashed, complicated all the more by the confusion the Doctor was leaving him with. Little did he know his despair could always sink even deeper.

"Not quite. It's something with bit more of a... personal touch."

"Doctor please, I don't understand. Will you please just explain already?" Nate's patience was finally starting to buckle, and he restlessly pleaded with Dara.

"Well... here, let's start by giving you some literature." Dara's gentle approach was starting to wane, the hints of a smirk already starting to come back as she reached into her desk and pulled out a pamphlet. "I'd very much like you to read through this. I'll warn you right away, this is probably going to seem pretty... bold, or even shocking at a first glance. But I'd very much like you to just read the whole thing and give it some serious thought."

Nate already felt like his heart was crumbling as he mindlessly reached out to take the pamphlet, not actually bothering to even read the front as his hand came back limply to his side. It was obvious there was a lot more on his mind he wanted to ask the Doctor, but just before his lips started to move there was a quick knocking at the office door before it opened and in entered Angie.

"Hey you two, I'm uhhh, all finished with my... 'physical.'" Angie spoke as she peered through the door, her voice light and airy, her skin pink and flushed, and an oddly coy grin etched on her face. "I'm all set to leave. Unless Dara, you still wanted to talk with us?"

Dara smiled past Nate at his wife, a lot more easily than she had at any point with him alone.

"Actually, if I could I'd like just a quick couple minutes with you alone, Angie." Dara answered before turning her bright smile back on the still addled man across from her. "Nate, would you mind going to wait in the lobby? I promise I won't keep her more than ten minutes."

The voice of his wife had slightly shaken him from his stupor, at least enough to know he didn't want to let on that anything was wrong with him and give her any reason to worry. So thoughtlessly cramming the pamphlet into his pocket, Nate forced the prickles in his stomach to go away, shook his head and forced some manner of easy-going look onto his face.

"Y-Yeah, no problem. Uh, th-thanks for your time, Doctor." Nate gave a last, uneasy smile and nod to Dara before getting up and turning towards his wife. "I'll be waiting, then." He told Angie as they stepped past each other, leaning in to give her a quick kiss on the forehead before exiting the office.

That left Angie alone with Dara, the older woman giving her a very sinister and yet ever-seductive smile.

"So, I trust your 'physical' went well in my absence." The Doctor coyly asked.

"Well let's just say I never thought there'd be a time in my life when the thing I looked forward to the most was going to see the doctor." Angie replied through a blush and a grin of her own, the two women sharing a small chuckle as Angie came forward and took the empty seat across from Dara. "How, uh, how did things go with Nate?"

"We had a... productive chat, at least

I

think. A bit slow, but that's okay. I still think he's going to end up taking things quite well when we explain everything. So long as we do so in just the right way." Dara spoke easily, and while Angie turned a bit more sheepish as they discussed the inevitable reveal of her betrayal to her husband, the Doctor pulled another pamphlet from her desk, along with an extensive, typed note, both of which she handed to Angie.

"Here, please take these with you. I already gave Nate some 'interesting' reading material to mull over, help him consider your options. But I've also taken the liberty of writing up some instructions for you to follow. It's really just a simple list, a few things for you to do over the next week that should help put your husband in the right mindset..."

*

Nate wandered back into the lobby, not even bothering to find a seat as he was still a little dizzy from his meeting with the doctor. To hear what he'd just been told was heart wrenching. After everything he and Angie had been through, after seeing how happy and hopeful she'd become over the last couple weeks, the very thought of having to tell her that they wouldn't be able to have a child because of his own shortcomings was almost enough to give him a panic attack. Her dreams were going to be dashed and it would solely be his blame.

And as his mind sunk lower into despair, he remembered the pamphlet Dara had handed him. A faint flicker of hope resonated as he reached into his pocket, though he forced himself to remember the Doctor had told him her potential solution would not be what he expected. So he tempered himself and pulled the fold of paper out, and even though he thought he couldn't sink any lower at this point, just reading the title made him feel like should just crawl into a ditch and bury himself.

The pamphlet's title was emblazoned clear as day on the front, the big bold words practically howling in laughter at him personally. 'Surrogate Motherhood and Family Planning.' Nate didn't need to open it to get an idea of what exactly he'd find inside. Dara's words hadn't done this justice; this wasn't a 'bold' idea, this was the worst possible thing for him to consider! Hurt and betrayal was already starting to boil over in the poor man's brain as he raged and wondered how Dara could even think to pitch something like this. She'd hardly even done anything with him, hardly tested him, hadn't offered any alternatives, and this was the first 'solution' she presented him!

Nate wanted nothing more than to rip that pamphlet into tiny shreds, throw it all over the ground and storm out the front doors... So why were his hands only trembling? Why weren't his feet leading him anywhere else but where he was standing? Why were his fingers starting to open the pages? Why wasn't he just...

However, before he could do anything else, drastic or otherwise, he heard the lobby's back door open and shot his face over to find his wife striding happily towards him. In another thoughtless panic he just crammed the pamphlet back into his pocket and turned to greet her.

"Alright honey, all set. You ready to go?" Angie asked him, as perfectly happy as he'd ever seen her.

"Ah, y-yeah."

Nate escorted his wife off the premises, a lot less drastically than he maybe should have. He still had the pamphlet, he really should just drop it in the parking lot before he even got in his car, it's not like there could possibly be anything worth reading inside of it...

...

But maybe it'd be better if he... just waited a few hours, let his mind cool off before he really decided anything else...

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That Night

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The last week or so Nate had been heading off to bed alone before Angie, but tonight she was the one tucking in while he stayed behind. The evening had not been a particularly pleasant one for him. He'd barely been able to look his wife in the eyes after what Dara had told him earlier that morning, and he just couldn't do anything but dwell on it the whole rest of the day.

Nate couldn't help but feel like a failure as a man; to be told so bluntly he wouldn't be able to father a child with the woman he loved was something that humiliated him like he'd never experienced before. But far worse was knowing what a disappointment he was to Angie, who wanted more than anything to start a family of their own.

All these thoughts slithered around his head the whole day, and clouded with desperation and embarrassment, in the dead of night and all alone in his home office, he finally did what he'd been dreading more than anything and pulled out the pamphlet Dara had given him, and even though the title alone still stung him, for some reason he still opened the damn thing up and started reading.

Just reading the first paragraph alone was enough to make Nate's stomach turn in self-loathing, and one line in particular hit him hard.

"There's no shame to admit that sometimes two people who love each other simply are not biologically compatible, and for those wishing to have their own children surrogate insemination through a third party could be the most practical solution..."

It was obviously worded very carefully, but it still felt like a knife Nate's gut. Inside his head he was all but screaming at himself to just burn the paper and tell Angie they were never going back to that clinic ever again! After all, why shouldn't he be angry?! There was no way he could ever be okay with the idea of someone other than himself impregnating Angie!...

...Could he?...

NO! No,

he

was her husband! Giving her a child was

his

job!

His

right!

...

But... if he just wasn't physically capable... then was it fair to let Angie suffer for

his

shortcomings?...

Back and forth he argued with himself, his pride and guilt, his anger and compassion. In the end, despite everything in his blood telling him to destroy that damn pamphlet, he just kept reading it. He read and re-read it, many times over that night while his wife slumbered away and dreamed of the child he could never give her. And even though it stung him to even remember Dara's face, he did what she asked and considered her words, considered his whole situation very,

very

carefully.

Nate dwelt on this late into the night. He'd never felt as deep a pit in his stomach as he had while thinking over his options, in considering this... possibility. But as angry and scared as it all made him, there was one more question that he was downright terrified to have to answer. The most painful question he'd have to face that night wasn't whether or not to allow someone else to impregnate Angie. The worst question was why, if this idea of his wife pregnant with another man's child was making him feel so hollow... just why was he so hard right now?!

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The Next Day

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Nate struggled to keep his mind at least somewhat focused at work that day, really just managing to get in, force a neutral expression on his face, ride out the eight hours, and leave. In all honesty, he wasn't exactly in a rush to get home either, still not really sure how to even act around his wife. But in what would be both a relief and a curse, when he did get home Angie only briefly greeted him at the door before she herself was heading out of it. She'd told him she'd been asked out by some friends she hadn't see in a while, and planned to be gone most of that evening. Nate was a little surprised by this, but it wasn't like he had any reason to stop her, so with a short wish for her to have fun and an even shorter kiss, he saw his wife out the door.

*

Outside, Angie got into her vehicle but merely sat behind the wheel and just looked at the front door to her home for a minute. She let out a small, somewhat sad sigh before forcing down her apprehension and steeling herself. Dara had left her very detailed instructions for her to follow over the course of the week, a list of things that she should do to 'help' her husband reach the understanding he was meant to.

To that end, Angie had purposefully left a little surprise on Nate's computer for him to find tonight. Her own stomach was doing flips over what she'd done, what she was going to do and why she was doing it, but Doctor Dara had been adamant it would all work out in the end. Angie certainly hoped so; she loved her husband and just wanted him to see things clearly so he could stay in her life. But if he didn't, well... with or without him, her own future was set in stone. As for tonight, well, Dara had said she and the other doctors and nurses would be putting in some 'overtime' at the Clinic, and Angie had been more than welcome to join...

*

Back inside, Nate wandered upstairs towards his office, figuring he'd likely just spend the evening still trying to decide what he was going to do about Angie and the Clinic. But when he went into his office, he was a little surprised to find it was open and from the glow could already tell it was turned on. He hadn't used it since this morning, so it should've turned off automatically even if he did leave it open. But coming around his desk, nothing could've prepared him for what he'd find on the screen.

Right there on his own, personal laptop, was very obviously a pornographic website. And with only a second's more glance, it was clear this website was dedicated specifically to human girls having sex with Beastmen!

Nate very nearly slammed the screen closed from the pure shock, but he steadied his hands, and while at first he just stared straight down at the keys and avoided what was on his screen, it didn't' take long for his curiosity to get the better of him. Shaking as he looked back up, he saw that a video was already open and had been left on pause. His first thought really should've have been about

who

would have been using his computer for such a vulgar thing, and

who

would have been so careless as to just leave it for him to find. But his thoughts weren't doing much good for him in recent times, and all he wound up doing was reaching out to press play on the video.

The video had been paused very early on, and Nate was instantly met with a very sharply dressed Doberman sitting across a table from an equally elegantly dressed young human woman (who looked to be right around Angie's age and build). The two appeared to be enjoying a candlelit dinner in a private home, and were both constantly flashing small smiles and suggestive looks at each other in what was obviously made to be a very romantic setting.