Dr. Valentine wanted to give John breasts

"Wow, John, you look fantastic dressed up as a Race Queen." Dr. Valentine greeted him 'surprised' by how good he looked dressed as a sexy girl. "With your looks you can put to shame a lot of girls."

"I'm not very happy about it." John replied angry about it.

"Yeah, sure, sorry." Dr. Valentine apologized. "Please sit down." Both sat down, John on the couch and Dr. Valentine on her arm chair. "I didn't mean to offend you by saying how good the costume fits you. It's just that your therapy is more effective the more you look like the character."

"I don' understand. What do you mean by that?" John asked.

"Well, the therapy is based on changing your love for busty Anime girls by overwriting it with unpleasant feeling. Clinical studies have shown it'll be faster the closer the patient's looks are to the problematic look." Dr. Valentine lied to him. "And there is still something missing." She looked straight at John's empty top.

He looked down and with an surprised look back to the therapist. "You don't mean..."

"Sorry John, but as your love is for busty girls, there is no helping it." Dr. Valentine said with a faked sadness about it. "Without your chest looking busty it could take years at best. But don't be afraid. It'll be only temporary."

"And how do we do this?" John asked accepting the necessity. "Do I undergo surgery and get big implants shoved under my skin?"