The Jamisons

"Mr. Doe, the Jamison's are here for their first session." Tiffany announced to me over the intercom.

"Send them in." I reply and get up from my desk to greet them.

My office is laid out in three areas. The desk with some chairs in one corner, in the opposite corner, a large couch and some more comfortable chairs facing it, and in the last corner without a door, a psychiatry bed an a smaller chair for myself to sit in.

After a moment, Tiffany opens the door and guides the Jamison's in.

"Ah, you must be Joseph and Maria. Good to meet you." I greet them. Joseph is a mediocre looking man. Average height, average build, white, seemingly in his mid 30's, from his file his age is 37, Brown hair, green eyes. Maria is very standout by comparison. Quite the looker, fit, seemingly half-Hispanic, although her file is marked Hispanic, as well as marked as 32. Brown curly hair, blue eyes. A little shorter than Joseph, with D-cups, and a good figure. If Joseph is a 5, she's an 8.

"Glad you could get us in doc. You are the best rated in the state." Joseph compliments me.

"Yeah, so glad you could get us in." Maria parrots, but I notice a small lack of empathy.

I motion towards the couch, "Please sit down."

After they both sit on the couch I begin talking again, "So, I'll explain how my sessions work, so that the cards are on the table. This session will have four parts. First a short part with all three of us here. Then you'll each have an individual session with me for a slightly longer period of time, then we'll join back up, and have another group bit before finishing. Then next session will follow a similar format. If we need a third session, we can get to that, but normally, I just do a follow up after those two six months later to make sure things are still smooth.

"Really! Only three sessions, and with such a high success rate. Wow, I'm really looking forward to this, I mean, I'm sure we both are." Joseph says looking to Maria.

"Yeah, absolutely delighted." Maria says, and again I notice a bit of strain in her voice.

"Well, I suppose we'll start with asking what you two both feel comfortable sharing, and what you want from this. Don't worry, if you want to tell me anything in private, you can do so later. I find that a lot of the time, the issue is communication has broken down, and both people really want something similar, but neither wants to say it." I say, and make a motion for them to begin talking.

Joseph looks at Maria, and then eventually talks when it seems like she is waiting for him, "Well, when we got married, it was all sunshine and rainbows. But I guess, after the years, the spark was gone, and Maria... well..." Joseph looks at Maria again, and eventually finishes his sentence, "She's been cold. We haven't had sex in two years. I want it to work out, I love her. I just, its hard, and I'm worried, she seems cold and distant, and I want this to work, and I want to know what I need to do to make that happen."

"And Maria, you agree with what he's said?" I ask.

"Well, for the most part. Its just, _unreconcilable _you know? I'm not attracted to him anymore." Maria says.

Uh huh. That's what I thought. Its amazing how often something repeats itself. I pretend to take some notes while actually reviewing some things in their file. I have people fill out quite the extensive questionnaire, all volunteer of course, I simply ask them to fill out what they're comfortable sharing.

Joseph's annual income, $140,000. Bingo.

"Alright, well, I got your stories while you are together, Maria, if you don't mind, you can head out front back to the waiting area, and Tiffany can guide you to one of our waiting rooms. Nice stuff in there, a computer, TV, couch, feel free to ask for something if you can't find it or think its missing. I prefer that my clients are happy and comfortable." I say.

Maria gets up and heads out front.

"Well Joseph, we'll be in here for a little bit, can I get you something to drink before we begin? I've got it all, even **** if you'd prefer." I offer.

"Oh just water is fine." Joseph says.

"Water it is." I reply and go over to a mini-fridge by my desk and grab a water from the top shelf for myself, and one from the bottom shelf for Joseph. The bottom shelf waters I keep on hand when I need to put someone in a mild trance. It came in handy once when an IRS auditor showed up randomly. Different story though.

Joseph cracks the water open and takes a sip, after he does so, I give him a small vial of concentrated mind control liquid to drink.

"Joseph you'll be completely honest with me while you're in these one on one sessions." I say.

"I'll be completely honest with you while I'm in these one on one sessions." He slightly slurs.

"You'll answer my questions honestly."

"I'll answer your questions honestly."

"Even if the questions are embarrassing, you'll answer honestly."

"Even if the questions are embarrassing, I'll answer honestly."

"If I offer for you to drink some water, you'll just take the bottle and drink it, and won't find it weird."

"If you offer for me to drink some water, I'll just take the bottle and rink it, and won't find it weird."

"Good, now wake up out of the trance." Say, having already switched his water bottle out for a new one, pre-opened and drained the small amount by comparison.

"So Joseph. I want you to tell me honestly, what do you think is happening with Maria." I say.

"I... I think she wants to divorce me." Joseph replies.

"Can you think of any reason, anything you might have done to make her want this?" I ask.

"No nothing. I've always been supportive, good to her, never done anything wrong I can think of. Hell, I haven't even masturbated in the two years we haven't had sex because she asked me not to." Joseph says.

"Have you ever considered the possibility that she married you for your money, and thinks divorce is the way to get it now?" I ask.

"No, she loved me, and I know a part of her still does." Joseph says. A sad man, one I've seen many times.

"Okay Joseph, change of topic here, so apologies, but again, I mentioned earlier that sometimes people are talking past each other, and it sounds like potentially that's the case here." I say, "This question might seem rude, but I promise, I what you answer won't leave this room unless I believe it truly would help your marriage to share it, for instance, if your wife gave the same answers. What sorts of fetishes do you have? I want you to dig deep too, really list off anything." I say.

"Wow, that is a bit much. But you do have the highest success rate for keeping marriages together. I do have a few fetishes, but I've never really explored them..." Joseph begins, "I mean, I've always liked pregnant women, with their big bellies, and milky tits..." Joseph pauses and takes a deep breath, "But it goes a little deeper than that, I haven't though about it a lot, but like, the idea of using a woman just to breed, almost like livestock, and her taking it, and wanting it, being just docile and obedient. Also the big tits that come with it. Don't get me wrong Maria has some nice tits, but I'm talking swollen and full all the time, like four cup sizes bigger than hers even, or more. Fuck, her being turned on all the time, wanting it, but only getting it when I want it, her body super sensitive and cumming just from me playing with her tits, and orgasming as I cum in her."

Joseph takes a moment to calm down, clearly running away with that, "And uh, in cow print clothes while all that happens. Thats it."

"Okay Joseph, thank you for that, believe me, its not even that weird compared to some stuff I've heard, so don't be embarrassed." I say, "However, believe it or not, that's the 20 minutes, believe me, we got a lot through our one on one, even if you don't believe it, now if you could go see Tiffany she'll guide you to a relaxation room like what Maria is in, and she'll bring her in next.

Joseph gets up and heads out of the room a little red in the face. After a minute Maria walks in.

"Ah Maria, please take a seat. Can I get you anything to drink? We've even got **** if you'd prefer. Obviously I won't let you drink that much though." I say.

"Actually yeah, what **** do you have?" Maria says.

"We've got strong liquors to beers, name your game." I say.

"Give me something with Tequila." Maria says.

"A margarita fine, or something more exotic?" I ask.

"A margarita will be fine." Maria says.

I head over to my liquor cabinet and begin making her drink, being sure to put the recommended dose into it.

"One margarita." I offer as I sit down.

"Doc, I'll be honest. I want out of my marriage. I'll make it worth your while too." Maria says, moving her legs suggestively, "The issue is, if I want Joseph's money, it really needs to be recognized as irreconcilable differences. So, what do you say, you scratch my back? I... ahem... scratch yours?"

I look her square in the eye, "Maria, would you mind trying the margarita and making sure its to your liking before we continue."

She takes a sip and slips into the trance.

"Please drink the whole margarita Maria." I say.

She begins drinking it down. Long ago I learned to use the absolute minimum of ****, because they won't remember it anyway.

I hand her a vial concentrated cum protein to drink, hers is quite a bit stronger than her husband's. I said it before, and I'll say it again. Its a pattern, gold digger, irreconcilable differences. They bring it up. Sometimes they even do what Maria is doing, and just try to straight up seduce or bribe me. I mean hello I'm a marriage councilor, you think they'd realize that I see this a lot. I guess they just hope I'm corrupt or something, I guess not that I'm not, technically.

"Maria, you've got a whole new outlook on life I say."

She just sits catatonic.

"Maria, I'm going to tell you things that are true about yourself."

Again she just sits there. I long ago realized it was better to guide them at the start, it helps reduce the resistance later by doing things like this.

"Maria, you have a secret fetish."

Maria just sits there.

"That fetish is why you've made your husband go without sex for two years."

She resists slightly, but not enough for me to care.

"Your fetish is that you want to be treated like a breeding heifer, a breeding cow."

She heavily resists, and I keep going,

"You want to be aroused, docile, obedient, and used for breeding, like a cow."

She keeps resisting,

"You want bigger tits, tits swollen with milk."

She shakes her head no,

"Tits with implants, huge tits, just leaking milk."

She keeps shaking her head,

"Tits so big and sensitive, that you cum when they're teased or milked."

Her shaking is becoming less vigorous now,

"Dressed in cow print, pregnant, happily mooing as you get fucked and milked."

Her shaking is drastically slowing,

"Yes Maria, you made your husband not cum for two years because you wanted him to man up and make you his breeding cow."

She barely is resisting again,

"You want to be his docile, obedient, breeding cow, constantly horny and in heat, ready to breed at any time."

Maria is no longer disagreeing, instead her nipples are starting to become visible through her top.

"You want to get breast implants, you want Joseph to tell you how big, so you can be his best breeding heifer."

"Constantly horny, and very sensitive."

"In fact, you're already that sensitive, you think you could cum from Joseph just playing with your tits."

"Further, you're certain that if he came in your pussy while you were fertile, you'd have the most powerful orgasm of your life."

Satisfied with my work, I get a small spray of air freshener to hide the scent of Maria's arousal, thankful that I spray it before anyone enters the room as well, so they don't find it suspicious.

"Alright Maria, in a few moments, you'll awaken from your trance, but you won't remember this. Instead, you'll think we discussed your fetish, along with your marriage."

Maria nods a little in agreement.

"Ok Maria awaken."

"Thats about it doc. I know it was mean of me to do, but I really, REALLY, just want to be treated like a breeding heifer, and Joseph's so nice, he won't man up and just do it." Maria says.

"Ok, well, I think this has been a productive half. Why don't you go sit on the couch, and I'll get Tiffany to bring Joseph back in." I say, and call over the intercom.

After a minute Joseph walks in and sits on the couch.

"Ok, now I talked to each of you, and I think each of you revealed something embarrassing to me, so embarrassing that neither of you shared it with each other. But I have some great news, news you'll both like to hear. I mentioned before that sometimes people well, talk past each other, and that leads to marriages falling apart. Both people want the same thing, but don't express it. Its sad really. Joseph, I want you to tell Maria exactly what you told me."

Joseph looks really worried, but eventually turns to Maria, "Ummm. Maria, well... I have this fetish. I've never told anyone, or done anything to indicate it, but if the doctor says to tell you, I will. I'm sort of into, I don't know how to say it, but like a woman being my breeding animal. Or a cow or something like that... Where I just sort of, well use her to fuck and breed, and maybe milk..." Joseph broke eye contact long ago, which is a shame because I'm sure the look in her eyes is a look that he hasn't ever seen before, its one of need.

Maria pulls him in to her bosom and whispers in his ear. I can't hear it, but I can imagine from the erection Joseph suddenly sprung what she said.

Joseph looks at me, then Maria, then back to me, "Are you two messing with me?"

"No Joseph, we're not. I told you, sometimes people just talk past each other. I have my own theory about why it happens so often. Personally I think that people are sometimes attracted to people with similar, well, proclivities through little hints or actions they might do that give them away, but when no one acts on them, well, the fire dies, as it were. Just my little pet theory, but well, I think the success speaks for itself." I say.

"Ummm. I hate to be rude, but how much longer do we have doc?" Maria asks, eyeing up Joseph's erection.

"Oh you two can leave whenever, but make sure you schedule your next session for three weeks from now with Tiffany. I always double check after a successful session after the second honeymoon period. Make sure there isn't some deeper underlying issues as well, and what not." I say.

"Sure doc sure. We'll do that right now." Joseph says, gathering his stuff and pulling Maria in tow behind him out the door.

3 Weeks later

"So how have things been?" I ask, while eying up Maria's new monster tits. Easily an H-cup now.

"Great doc!" Maria says cheerfully.

"Real great." Joseph says, putting his hand on Maria's inner thigh.

"Ok, well, we might be able to make this quick then. Maria, you'll stay in here first, and Joseph, why don't you go first." I say.

"Sure thing doc!" Joseph says and heads out the door.

I hand Maria a water, "Here, have some."

"Sure doc." Maria says and takes a sip, and I hand her some more concentrated serum.

"Maria, you'll be completely honest when I ask any questions."

"I'll be completely honest when you ask any questions."

"Good come out of the trance."

"Now Maria, do you have any complaints about Joseph?" I ask.

"Well, if I had one, I want him to be a bit more aggressive. I really want him to demean me like the breeding animal I want to be, but he holds back. He's kind like that." Maria says.

"Alright Maria, I said this would be quick, and it was, so why don't you head out and send Joseph in." I say.

"Alrighty doc!" Maria replies and heads out.

I get another water ready for Joseph, and hand it to him when he enters, "Here take a sip, nice and quick, and this should be fast." I say.

"Sure doc," Joseph says falling into a trance.

"Joseph drink this." I say and hand him a heavy dose.

"Joseph, you will give into your fetish more with Maria, and treat her the way you want to in your fetish. You won't hold back out of fear, and will instead embrace having her as your breeding heifer. You won't be unfaithful to her, but you also won't be concerned about being demeaning or rough with her either."

Joseph resists a little, so I repeat it once, and that seems to solve it.

"Alright Joseph, wake up."

Joseph shakes his head. So how long will I be in here doc.

"Well, do you have any complaints to make or concerns or the like?" I ask.

"Nope, not a one I can think of." Joseph says.

"Alright, then why don't you go gather Maria and schedule a 6 month follow up session, and we should be good for today." I reply.

"Wow, that fast." Joseph says.

"Well, life's easy for a marriage councilor when the marriage is good." I say with a wink.

"I bet it is doc." Joseph says as he heads out.

6 Months later

Joseph and Maria enter my office, and Maria is visibly pregnant, and well, her maternity clothes are cow print, matched with her Swollen massive tits, I'd say she makes a fine breeding heifer.

"So Joseph, Maria, any new complaints or concerns?" I ask.

"Nope, I'm as happy as can be." Joseph says, and gives Maria a pat on her head.

"Mmmm, me too, I'm so happy now." Maria says, clearly happy to be petted.

"Good, well, if you're both happy, for these six month visits, I usually don't do the one on one unless I get any hints or clues that the couple is actually having trouble, but given how happy you both look, and with a baby on the way, I'll simply let you go on your way, but I will give you this voucher for a free session, if you have any future marriage trouble, I want you to come back here, the first session will be on the house at that point, because I consider it a point of personal pride that you're both happy, and if I mess up, I should pay for it." I say.

"Thanks doc. I'm not one for leaving reviews online or anything, but I'm leaving you one. You saved my marriage, and beyond that, I'm happier than I ever was before!" Joseph says, and Maria nods in agreement as they head out the door.

Yup, these ones are the easier ones I think to myself. After I'm certain they're gone I use the intercom to call Tiffany in.

"Tiffany, I've got a bit of pent up stress, if you don't mind." I say fishing my cock out.

Tiffany brings her tits up and begins expertly massaging my cock, and ultimately, expertly catching the cum into a vial.

Yeah, its always easy when one of them is the bad guy. The hard ones are when there are two decent people really trying, and there are kids involved, but they both just can't make it work. Those are the ones that I feel bad after. This though, I long ago stopped feeling bad for making gold diggers into their husband's sex fantasies.