The Russian

Alex sat nervously on the examination table, wearing just a paper gown. Eva, his mother, sat much lower on a stool beside him. Her cleavage rose and fell as she breathed deeply; she smiled and was nodding her head back, daydreaming it would appear. Across from Alex was a breast anatomical chart pinned to the wall above a wash basin and cabinets as well as a small desk neatly organized with antiseptic ointments and medical tools. Alex's examination table had a paper strip laid flat upon its surface to protect the vinyl upholstery. It rustled as he fidgeted. Leg extensions hung down in front of the table with ankle restraints, presumably for gynecological exams he mused. The table also had a head rest and nylon straps, but since the table was laid flat they were of no use. Alex tried not to stare at his mother, but the damn chart kept wanting him to compare the real thing to all the labels. He had ignored the receptionist's advice about the oil. After all, he'd already had his fill of people using his dick without his consent.

Dr. Bol'shiye entered the room, finally. Pale, porcelain skin contrasted sharply with her thin black hair that hung straight down to the nape of her neck. Dark brown eyes, narrow spaced, hid behind metallic frames. Her lips were pursed, painted black with lipstick. Her white medical gown was open at the waist, allowing a truly prodigious bust to project horizontally out like basketballs. Clearly, the Doctor had been blessed for quite some time. Alex's dick twitched in response.

"Ms. Price, I have read your son's chart" she said as she sat at her desk and shrugged off her lab coat, revealing her bra beneath. Her breasts jiggled as she relaxed. Her words prompted Eva to wake up and pay attention. Dr. Bol'shiye nodded approvingly and continued "I appreciate the effort you've made today, we've added to his report his first public boob service. But, really there is a lot here that needs to be addressed."

Alex cleared his throat, trying to be more than an object of discussion. Dr. Grudi Bol'shiye ignored him and went on...

"First, you're son's test scores on intelligence is the highest of his class, by far. You know the government keeps careful tabs on males with potential for creativity. So, my reports are extensive." Grudi paused, and looked directly into Eva's eyes.

"We know he is responsive to big breasts, his teachers report more than adequate attention he gives to their endowments. Unless... a certain classmate of his, a Miss Christy is in the room. Then, he shuts down any overt behavior and instead moons over the poor girl. I know you don't know the girl, but suffice it to say, Christy is banned from a blessing due to her personality and"

Alex barked loudly, interrupting "What the hell do you mean her personality! She's the kindest, most gentle person"

SLAP!

Alex shut up in mid-sentence, Dr. Grudi Bol'shiye had left his lip bleeding from the sudden intense strike.

"As I was saying" Dr. Bol'shiye continued, "your son is fixated on a girl with 'B' cups. He is a genius, and attends Resistance meetings." The Doctor sighed, and said "Miss Christy was warned away from Alex and has been true to her word. But I don't trust young Alex as far as I can throw my bra." She turned fully to Eva and said, "Now strap your son down, we have a couple treatment options and I don't want to hurt him more than I have to. At this, she smiled and winked.

Eva stood up and stretched. Her breasts expanded and a white smear stood out that had dried on her thin yellow blouse. Gently, Eva pulled Alex's feet to the stirrups and strapped them apart. Nuzzling his head, she raised the headrest and passed a nylon strap across his neck. Alex wiped his lips until his hands were brought down to his waist and a thick nylon strap passed over his torso and Alex's arms was secured at his sides.

"Mom?", he said tentatively. "What's going on mom?" Alex asked to a quiet room.

Dr. Bol'shiye took out a small medical kit and set to work. First, she sanitized Alex's right thigh. Then, she stuck a tiny needle into the muscle and anesthetized the area. With a small scalpel, she peeled back a square patch of skin. Next, she inserted a wet, flat brown mesh patch. Finally, she sewed up the skin.

"There, his testosterone levels and sildenafil citrate extended release profiles are set. There's a few other chemicals in the saturation mix to engage his libido. His sex drive will demand release at least 6 times a day for the next 16 weeks." The Doctor smiled thinly, and brought out a large studded mallet. "If we let him go like this, he might adapt and become a very good boobslave. Or... or, he might fap himself silly."

Alex felt light headed, his penis became engorged and sweat started dripping from his forehead. Wildly, Alex began staring at the Russian doctor's tits, then his mom's. You know, mom's tits aren't really that big compared to her. he thought. Those are fucking tits, I'd give her something if they'd untie me, the mother-fuckers. Then, he got ahold of himself, briefly and got angry at the whole idea. They made Christy turn me down!

____"Ms. Price, the government frowns strongly on a Resistance gang leader making plans to put a flat chested girl in a position of authority." Doctor Grudi started swinging the mallet lightly to and fro. "I can smash his hands to prevent fapping. With his increased sex drive, nature will prevail and he'll be a boobslave to someone in 16 weeks time." The nurse at his school will attend to him. His hands will be in casts. He won't die.

Eva gasped and stared at her son.

"Or Ms. Price" Doctor Grudi exclaimed, "you can take personal responsibility for his hands over the next 16 weeks. I'll apply a neural stunt to his wrists and give you the remote control switch. Only when you have direct sight over what he is doing will you allow him use of his hands. That includes, most especially, the bathroom. Above all, no fapping for 16 weeks." The doctor paused, and said "Do you have 16 weeks to devote to your son? At school and at home?"

Eva struggled for a moment, but her blessing enhanced intellect already knew the answer.