"So what do you think doc?" Ned hated it when his patients called him doc. He hated it even more when they asked a question they already knew the answer to.
"Well Simon, I think you're still a paranoid schizophrenic and you need to be put back on meds." He answered, holding his body as still as possible as Mr. Dreck's eyes darted to the chair against the wall to his left.
Simon heard what the doctor told him but he couldn't quite let it sink in yet. That girl on the chair was just too distracting. He knew she was a hallucination, she had to be, but he just couldn't ignore it. He let his eyes sweep over her again, trying not to be obvious even though the doctor must have known what he was doing.
The girl was tall, as in Amazon tall, and laid out across the chair naked. Her silky blonde hair fell in waves over her shoulders to brush the back of the chair and she stared him in the eye as she held her legs splayed obscenely. She was naked, resplendently naked, with three fingers buried deep in her ass as her other hand pulled at the nipple that tipped each outrageously large breast in turn. White speckles slid across the underside of her ass as her hand worked those fingers enthusiastically, her arm straining with the effort as she reached under her thigh.
"Here, this is your prescription Mr. Dreck," Ned said as his patient's attention returned to him while reaching out to hand him the pre-written med. "Do you have anyone that you can stay with that will ensure you take these?"
Simon started as the doctor seemed to jump a bit and then settle again before him. He couldn't stop the surprise from flitting across his face as he returned to reality. It had been going on like this since he walked in the office and it took everything in him to stop from reacting more to the odd things he was seeing.
"Uh, yeah. My mom. I can stay with my mom." He answered when the doctor looked ready to repeat himself, reaching out to take the piece of paper.
"Good," Ned smiled reassuringly as he tried not to let on how desperate he was for this asshole to leave. "Why don't you head home and talk to your mom so she can take you to get that filled?"
"Uh..." Simon would have gone on but just then he was cut off by a lascivious moan from the girl on the chair. Once again his eyes found her and he had to fight to keep from reacting too openly.
The blonde had nearly her entire hand in her ass and was pumping two of her fingers in her pussy as if frantic to orgasm. Her thumb was nearly a blur as it dug hard into her large and very obvious clit. She looked totally focused on getting off now and wasn't smiling at him anymore.
"Mr. Dreck?" Ned asked as his patient's attention once again wondered.
"Uh, yeah. I'll uh, I'll head home then." He looked back at the doctor, stunned by the sight that was just out of the corner of his eye.
Simon had seen some strange things in his life, hallucinations that seemed more real than the people standing right next to him, but this was different. It was potently sexual, beyond anything else he'd suffered with. Usually his visions were dark and morbid, not energetic and lustful. It wasn't odd to him that he'd heard the girl, he heard things all the time, it was just weird that he was getting aroused by her. Very aroused.
"Alright. Make sure you speak with your mother about this and she knows she has to keep you on those meds. If she doesn't..." Ned let his voice trail off as once again his patient looked over at the chair.
Simon could have sworn the girl was orgasming now, arched up high as her body was suspended by just the armrests of the chair. She cried out, a purely animalistic sound that made his already hard dick scream at him to go over to that chair and give her what she needed. She shook with hard fluttering spasms and then fell back down, her hands resuming their frantic pace as soon as her body relaxed.
"Simon, look at me please." Ned implored softly, irritated that the man just wouldn't leave.
"S...sorry doc," he stammered as he looked back at Ned. "Is...is there a girl on that chair?"
"What?" Ned couldn't help himself; he was just too fed up with this shit.
"Ne...never mind. I'll just, uh, I'll just..." Simon couldn't form a full sentence as the girl managed to get her tightly bunched fist into her ass and all four fingers of her other hand in her pussy.
"Mr. Dreck." Ned said impatiently as once again his patient's focus returned to that chair.
"I'm...I'm sorry. I really need these meds." Simon said as he shook the paper in his hand before stuffing it in a crumpled mess into his coat pocket. He forced his gaze from the tangle of sexy flesh that writhed in pleasure on the chair to the bland look of his doctor. But his face wasn't normal, not bland at all. He looked like he was about to cum too!
"D...doc? Are you alright?" Ned didn't answer right away, pausing to gather himself so he wouldn't scream at the man to get out.
"Simon..." he forced himself to sound calm if a little overwrought. "I think you should leave now."
"Of...of course. I'm sorry doc, I really am."
"Don't worry about it, I understand. Just be sure your mother takes good care of you, and if you see anything else unusual today just try to remember it's probably just your illness." Ned smiled reassuringly again as the man stood and reached out as if to shake hands.
"Thanks doc, I will," Simon said as he waited to shake the doctor's hand. He could have sworn he saw a frown spread over the man's face as he hesitated.
"No problem, just try to stay on the meds this time." Ned said as he stood to clasp hands with his patient. 'I'm gonna have to wash my hands as soon as he's gone.'
Simon gasped, he just couldn't stop it, as he saw the pale white thighs of the doctor come into view. They were skinny, like the rest of him, and surprisingly hairless. Though it was pretty shocking to see the man had no pants on, it was much more astonishing to Simon when he caught sight of the biggest dick he'd ever seen hanging between those pasty thighs and poking out from the end of his dress shirt. As if that wasn't enough, he could only see part of it because there was another blonde girl under the desk sliding her mouth up and down that massive chunk of meat.
"Mr. Dreck, are you alright?" Ned asked unnecessarily as the man stared at his crotch.
"I'm...uh...I'm...ah...I'll..." He fell into a blubbering mess as he continued to stammer an attempt to respond. His hands wrestled over each other as he tried to get control of himself.
"Simon, please just try to control it. I know it's hard..." The girl under the desk was taking that huge cock about halfway, maybe more, and gagging loudly with each deep penetration. The truly astounding thing was it didn't even look like he was hard. If that was how the doctor looked flaccid, Simon had a lot to envy when he was erect.
"I'm...ah shit, I'm sorry." Once again he forced himself to look up at the doctor's piercing blue eyes. "It's just that these visions are so strange, you know?"
"I understand Simon, I do, but you need to get home so you can get your medication before the pharmacy closes." Ned was on the verge of just kicking the idiot out but held back for one last time.
"Yeah, sorry. I'm leaving now." He pulled away, still staring at the blonde head as it worked up and down that scary big dick. It took everything Simon had to tear his gaze away from that sight but only found another fascinating view to his left as he turned to leave.
The Amazon on the chair was staring at him, teeth bared in a sort of sex crazed snarl, as her hands pumped into her. She was full on fisting both holes now and it looked both intensely erotic and surprisingly difficult. He could see the strain on her arms and shoulders and the way her legs shook conveyed great effort as well. It was like she was some sort of sex maniac contortionist.
'She's not real. She's not real. She's not real.' Simon chanted silently, at least he hoped it was silently, as he made his way to the door. He nearly ran into it as he kept his eyes on that obscene sight the whole way. Flustered, he pulled the door open and fled from the room as the stink of intense arousal suddenly seemed everywhere.
Simon stumbled across the carpet into the hallway that led to the front desk and the exit. He'd had many intense fantasies about what it might be like to fuck, but he'd never been able to really experience it. Girls aren't really interested in a guy who couldn't finish high school, lived with his mom, and could fall into a state of non-functioning insanity at any time. Even so, none of his fantasies had ever been as intense as the short time he'd spent in that office.
The hall opened up into a crossway with another hallway with a half walled off area to his left where the gorgeous receptionist sat idly. Except she wasn't just sitting there like she'd been before. Instead she had her short blue dress hiked up around her waist and her legs hanging over the armrests as she drew her fingers through her pussy slowly. Her firm thighs were smoothly tanned, as if she never went outside with clothes on, and her pussy had large floppy lips that hung open wide.
"Have a good day Mr. Dreck." The blonde woman said pleasantly to him as he stared into that banged out cunt.
"Uh..." He wanted to respond appropriately, maybe even be polite, but he couldn't form a coherent thought as she shoved her fist into her pussy and pulled it out again in a blur of motion.
"Are you alright Mr. Dreck?" Cathy asked with exaggerated concern. She didn't give a fuck if he was alright or on death's door, but she had to maintain a professional facade.
