That was sufficient.

She smiles at you again. "You feel wonderful. Very healthy. You even smell nice. No medical issues I can see, so let's get started.

She turns her stool to the side table and you'd almost swear she just licked her fingers, but she is working on something.

"So, next I'll need to take a quick couple of measurements for an approximate volume and then I can make a batch of molding agent." She smiles at you again with those dazzling eyes.

You feel something new slip inside you, feeling for all the world like a long, thin dildo. She gently moves it in and out, slowly passing deeper with each round. (She must be teasing you. She must know how this feels.) Finally, you feel the tip slip toward your deepest parts feeling a mix of pleasure and discomfort as it brushes your cervix.

"Sorry, this might feel a touch weird," she says.

You are about to say something when you realise she wasn't talking about the depth. In a motion that makes your toes curl and your hips squirm, the object inside you expands, pushing outward gently in all directions. An involuntary noise escapes you as you move and... did she just kiss your inner thigh? As suddenly as it grew, the device shrinks, making you take a quick breath.

"Okay, let me mix up a batch of mold agent," says the doctor and you are disappointed as she stands up and leaves the room.

A few minutes later, she comes back in with a syringe that is absurdly huge. (and if it had a needle on it, you might have run out screaming) "This might be a bit cool, maybe a bit tingly," she says, "Are you ready?" You nod. "Try to relax."

She inserts the tip of the syringe and a strange sensation grows inside of you. You are slowly being filled, but with a substance that is simultaneously cold and sets your body aflame. Everywhere it touches itches, buzzes, and tingles. Tiny fingers caress every part of your inner walls, delightful but so maddeningly gentle you want to beg her to put <b>her</b> fingers back in and assist them.

She looks at your subtle wiggles and smiles. "Like angels' kisses, isn't it?" She then inserts something else and you feel the strange sensation of the outward pressure of the insertion but none of the sliding friction.

"I got mine back in the first generation days," she says, "My ex found the listing on some site and suggested we try it. It's an incredible thrill. I've never felt more powerful than when I bend over a nurse and show her what a woman can do for another woman when she has the right equipment. It's like every other she-cock dildo, but just so much more... me." She laughs.

"Alright, seems to have solidified." You feel another bizarre sensation as you watch her pull out a bizarre shape from inside you. It is you, in reverse. It touches every part of you because it is matched perfectly to you.

"Beautiful," she says.