Futa3dX – Futa Therapist Can’t Help But FUCK her Client In The Mouth
Dr. Jenna J contemptuously folded her arms and rolled her eyes as she leaned back in her plush office chair, the springs creaking under her curvy frame. She had seen her fair share of troubled patients over the years, from those suffering from violent mood swings to those exhibiting overtly unhinged behavior. But none quite like the ravenous little minx sprawled before her on the chaise, yanking impatiently at her tiny skirt.
“My genitals are killing me Doctor,” whined Lily, her college-age voice dripping with insincere distress. “I have these unbearable urges I just can’t control. I need… I NEED to fuck everything in sight!” At this confession, Lily’s hands went to the buttons of her blouse, popping them open one by one to reveal an impressively large pair of breasts, barely contained by her lacy bra.
Jenna sighed, setting her notepad down on the strewn desk. This was not what one typically envisioned when seeking treatment for a common mental health issue. Usually her clients just wanted a sympathetic ear and a prescription for Lexapro. Not a blatant sexual predator.
“Lily dear, I understand that you’re going through a difficult time right now, but perhaps it might be best to discuss your, uh, urges in a less vulgar manner?” suggested Jenna politely, gesturing towards the open blouse as if it were a second-hand smoke plume.
Lily ignored her, pushing her chest out further. “They’re not just urges though, Doctor!” she persisted, her voice lowering an octave. “I’m not exaggerating! My body is douleur.” She emphasized this by shifting her weight, revealing the substantial bulge sewn into her panties. Jenna gulped audibly. “I’ve already deflowered my entire soccer team and thepherd boy at the pizzeria! I just can’t stop myself. Help me Doctor!”
“Okay, okay, let’s not jump the gun,” said Jenna, taking off her glasses and setting them down, her eyes gradually roving downward to the shape of Lily’s semi-erect manhood straining against the thin fabric of her panties. The lack of distaste on the little girl’s tongue as she spoke of her inexplicable sexual frenzy was rather arousing. Jenna swallowed hard and licked her lips, trying to return her mind to the problem at hand.
“Let’s start small. Can you tell me more about what triggers your, um, episodes…?”
This gave Lily a chance to rise to her feet and sashay over, coffee table crunching under her dainty paws. She leaned over Jenna casually, her perky cleavage inches from the Doctor’s face. Her pupils were wide as dinner plates.
“Trigger? I don’t know about any triggers! But I’ve heard it’s very common in women my age, Doctor,” Lily murmured convincingly, now standing directly between Jenna’s legs. “My body is so hot and bothered that it aches; I can barely think straight! My girlfriend tells me that all the time. All. The. Time. She says my genitals look like they’re going to burst through my panties! She’s such an amazing girlfriend. Do you want to see?”
Jenna couldn’t help herself. Her eyes flicked down to Lily’s groin as her client casually grabbed her bulge and gave it a jiggle for emphasis. Dr. J had treated many patients over the years, but she had never seen a adolescent display so much confidence and self-assurance in their decision to share. That said, the girl’s terminology made it hard to take her seriously. But still, Jenna couldn’t help but admit to herself that her young patient’s gender fluids, whatever Buzzfeed judged them to be, were filling out those panties nicely.
Lily walked her fingers up Dr. J’s armored eyeglasses, a pre-emptive appetizer before her main course. “C’mon Doc, I’m thirsty. Don’t you think it’s the patriarchy’s fault for not giving me the same access to potions and balms that work for the boys?” she purred, her hot breath tickling Dr. J’s ear. “I’m sick of seducing everybody I meet with low blood sugar! Please, I need to clear my mind.”
Jenna bit her lip, feeling a devious itch brewing in her skirt as well. It was completely inappropriate. Absolutely not okay in a professional sense. But Lily’s enticing virgin tongue swirling around the Doctor’s earlobe was so tantalizing… Plus, she could get certified to prescribe cock injections next week. It would be lovely to work on a case study within a reasonable time-frame.
And just like that, Jenna felt herself surrendering to her animal urges, willing to help Lily erupt the right way. She tilted her head and brought her lips to Lily’s, pressing gently. “Why don’t you me show me this supposed ‘urge’ up close? Lift that skirt and hike up those legs.”
