A wild, wet waiting room

Brook stares wide-eyed at the other women in the waiting room. She already knew a little about what goes on at a Pearson's clinic... That they provide the sort of services that less respectable families might take advantage of... But seeing it in person is something entirely different.

A MILF in a sun dress, smiling blankly at the wall, the sound of multiple vibrating devices audible from under her skirt.

A tanned girl, barely five feet tall, kneeling on the floor and using her basketball-sized tits to pleasure an older man.

A pregnant lady with constantly-leaking nipples, a basin balanced on her belly to catch the milky waterfall.

A thick (nay, thicc) young woman, balanced on a clearly-disproportionate fake ass, sitting beside her boyfriend and slurping from a water bottle full of gooey white--

Brook gasped. That's... Is she... The scent hit her nose, warm and familiar. It's like...

Beside her, Jason suddenly rises to his feet. "Hey there," he says, approaching the woman. "Here, this is better."

With that he plucks the bottle out of her hand, throwing it over his shoulder and sending its contents spilling across the floor. The woman looks at the brazen boy, mouth agape--

--Until he drops his pants and sticks his bulging cockhead inside. The smooth, practiced motion takes only a fraction of a second; once her mouth is full again, the girl makes a long, wet glph sound. Then she goes cross-eyed and begins to suckle, her hands wrapping around the base of Jason's member.

"H-hey!" Her boyfriend is aghast, leaning away from the fat cock suspended just a foot from his own face. "What the fuck, man? Y-you're supposed to ask before--"

"Relax. She needs it fresh," Jason grunts, grabbing the back of her head and forcing another inch inside. "You're taking SpermiZan Addix... 200 milligrams a day? And she's on dietary supplements--Maybe Seedfeeder and Bottomheavy?" He takes another experimental thrust. "Hngh... Throat mods, too. Nice"

The young man wrinkles his brow. "...How do you know all that?"

"I work here. Or I'm gonna work here, anyway. Trust me: I know what's best for your girl, and right now she needs something a little stronger."

Between the connection with Pearson's and sheer shock, the man stops talking and sits there awkwardly as his girlfriend gets her throat widened. The only sound is her enthusiastic glch, glch, glch--And another wet noise that's just starting up on the other side of the waiting room.

Brook looks over and sees that the vibrator-stuffed MILF is on her hands and knees, sucking up the inferior-but-still-enhanced semen that's spilling out of the discarded water bottle.

As she watches the woman lap at the floor, Brook bites her lip and takes a sniff. She's tempted to join her... But the sight, scent, and sound of Jason's thrusting cock is pulling her in the opposite direction. The forces cancel out, leaving her sitting frozen as the two ladies both have something to drink.

"Brook Green?"

An employee with a clipboard has appeared out of nowhere, peering down at Brook over her ridiculous chest. She's dressed in a barely-buttonable labcoat that ends mid-thigh, her legs bare underneath.

"Um... Mhm," Brook mumbles nervously. "That's me."

"Hi there, sweetie. I'm here to take you to our styling room."

As Brook follows her out of the room, she pauses to look back at Jason. He's now balls-deep in the woman's throat, one leg propped up on the edge of her boyfriend's chair to get a better angle.

"Wait... Don't I need a consultation first? And shouldn't Jason come?"

"Jason?" The employee follows her gaze, then smiles as she sees what the young man is up to. "Ah. No, your owner has already given us all the information we need. We're ready to get working right away--Isn't that exciting?"

"I..." Brook takes a deep breath. For some reason, knowing that everything's already been decided calms her down. "...Y-yeah... Yeah! Let's go."

After they both take one last look at Jason's massive, spit-slick cock, the employee ushers her into the back.

"Mr. Roberts?" Another employee approaches Jason, who's now standing on the chair and straddling the young woman's head.

"Huh?" He looks up, still balls-deep in her throat and gyrating his hips slightly. "That's me."

"I'm Luke, one of the research fellows. I'm supposed to show you around, then take you to meet some of the management."

"Hey, Luke," Jason says, extending a hand--Right past the face of his cocksleeve's boyfriend, who leans back again to make room. "Mind if I finish up here first?"

"Well, we're on a bit of a tight schedule, so--"

"Say no more." With great effort and no small amount of glmphs and gacks, Jason extracts his cock from her throat. Then he hops off the chair, grabs her by the hand, and tugs her along with him. "C'mon, I'm taking you to go."

"Hey, um--Sir--" The boyfriend clears his throat. "Where are you--"

"We'll have her back to you shortly," Luke replies, giving him an apologetic little smile. "You're here for...?"

"Just a dose adjustment," the young man says. "Her, um... Her butt's getting a little too big."

"Well, I'll have a new prescription sent back with her. Just sit tight."

Jason overhears their conversation as he loiters with the girl at the edge of the room. "Hey... Are you that guy's property, or do you make your own medical decisions?"

"W-well, um..." She wipes her mouth. "He's my boyfriend, but... Technically I have to sign off."

"And do you think your ass is too big?"

"Mmm, it gets in the way a lot. I can barely fit through my bedroom door, now, and Jack doesn't--"

Suddenly Jason grabs her and turns her around, pressing her scantily-clad body against the wall and his thick rod between her equally-thick cheeks. Then he leans in to whisper in her ear: "I think it's sexy. You should make it bigger."

"I... But I..." She moans as Jason begins humping against her. "...Okay..."

"Just tell the nice lady who interviews you that you want to double your dose. That would make me so happy--I might even come visit you."

"Yeees--I mean... Yes, I'll do that..."

Finished talking with the boyfriend, Luke comes over to interrupt the moaning, rutting pair. "Ready, Jason?"

"Lead on." After giving the girl's ass one final cockslap, he wraps an arm around her and follows Luke into the clinic.