The doctor will see you now.

You see your doctor walk out from the back talking with another patient, giving them instructions pertaining to a prescription. As she sees you sitting in the waiting room she falters as she is distracted by you. She looks at you a little confused. Collecting herself once more she finishes with the patient and sends them on their way. She and her assistant speak quietly for a few moments, glancing in your direction several times.

You wave, "Hey doc."

Dr. Bhanushali had been your doctor for years, ever since she graduated med school and started a practice of her own. She was still young for a doctor with her own practice. You'd seen her for everything. Colds, flu, injuries, diarrhea, and even an embarrassing case of crabs. If anyone could figure out what was going on it was her.

She walks up to you. "Hello, I wasn't expecting to see you today. You don't have an appointment." She looks you over, you sense she is checking you out not in a medical way.

"Yeah, it...uh...it's complicated. I'd rather not talk about it out here." You say.

"Of course. Just head back to examination room 2, I'll be there shortly." She directs you down the hall.

Heading back you enter the smallish white room and close the door behind you. You realize you may have made a mistake here. You were only thinking about seeing your doctor, it didn't dawn on you to think about the fact that she was a woman first and a doctor second. You take a deep breath. You committed to trying to do your best to control yourself.

You hadn't even taken a seat yet before the doctor comes through the door, your file in hand.

"That was fast." You say.

"Well...it sounded serious. I thought I'd better find out what was going on." She responds. She sits on the stool and pretends to look over your file, though you see her eyes keep glancing up at you. "Take a seat on the examination table please. Tell me what's wrong."

You hop up onto the table. "I don't even know where to begin." Going back through your memories of the morning you figure you'd better just start with the effects and not mention anything about the tarot card just yet. "I...I'm different doc. I mean look at me. I'm taller, I'm stronger, I can sense things, I'm even different...down there. And it all happened just this morning!"

"Oh?" She says in a concerned tone. Despite trying to stop yourself you just can't help sensing what you can sense. She is looking over you with dark libidinous eyes. You sense her rising libido. The effect of being alone together in close quarters was even getting to you.

"Damn...this was a mistake. I think I'll go see another doctor..." You start to leave.

"Wait." She says, using all of her self control she clears her mind through sheer **** of will. Her empathy and concern for you as a doctor temporarily tamping down her more base desires. You feel her try to shut you out, it works...sort of. She takes a deep breath. "Wait. Don't go, I can help you."

"Okay." You agree, you trusted her and would rather work with her anyways. "So like I said. I feel fine, its just that my body is different. I know that sounds crazy, but its true. I can also...see things, smell things, I couldn't before..."

"Hmm, you do seem taller...more muscular. Probably just the effect of working out, maybe it straightened your back and...."

"But I haven't been working out doc. I'm telling you, this all just happened this morning."

"Hmmm," she says again, "and you're seeing things?"

The image of The Empress flashes in your mind once more. "You could say that."

Setting down your file she approaches you and pulls a small light from her pocket. "Okay, just stare straight ahead..." As she says this she makes direct eye contact with you. Huge mistake. You hadn't met anyone's gaze directly yet that day and even you are rocked as your eyes lock with hers. You see straight into her very soul. You see happy times as a child playing in a suburb somewhere in India, you see her first kiss with a skinny young boy from the slums, you see a passionate affair with a university professor in California, you see her as a child again sharing laughter with her mother and sisters as they prepare naan, you see a deep stillness then a brilliant emergence. You realize you had just witnessed her point of view from when she was born! The memories begin taking a darker turn, you see a marriage with a man surrounded by gloomy black clouds, you see **** both emotional and physical, you see her arguing, you see her crying herself to sleep. She wanted children and he did not, a marriage on the rocks. You sense her awareness of her fading bloom, her biological clock ticking. You see her plunging more and more into her work, the only place in her life she felt good and helpful. You see yourself through her eyes, you feel the powerful effect you are having on her.

She steps back from you, breaking the connection. "What...what was that!?"

You look down, "I'm sorry Bhadra." Using her first name for the first time. "I told you, something has changed..."

There is a long moment of silence between you two. You feel her ready herself, determined to do her job as your doctor. "Okay...let's see what has happened to you." Stand over here please. You walk to a measuring line on the wall. Kicking off your shoes you stand with your back against it. She looks up to see, craning to get a good look. At 5'2" she had trouble seeing that high. She comes up right next to you to record the height. You close your eyes to try to control your powers but you feel her heat at your side, you smell her slowly rising excitement, you hear her steady breathing and hear the drum of her heartbeat. She stands up next to you just a bit too long before saying, "Okay, I got it."

You step away from the wall. "Yes, you are definitely taller." She directs you to the scale. You stand on it. "Ooookay, good. Yep, a bit heavier too, not too much."

You begin to make your way back to the examination table. "Could you strip down to your underwear please." She says as she pulls some calipers out from a cupboard. "I'll check your body fat percentage then give you a once over."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" You ask, struggling more and more to keep your mind on things. You realize that despite the fact you were the source of whatever was happening you were not completely immune to it. You felt long buried passions sparking to life within you. You hadn't realized it but you had a secret crush on Dr Bhanushali. You start to notice the inviting curves under her white lab coat. Her shiny black hair pinned up in a bun. Her dark soulful eyes. The graceful curve of her cheek.

"Of course." She replies as she puts on a pair of blue nitrile gloves. "Let's get the facts down on paper."

"Okay." You say as you begin peeling off your clothes. Soon you are standing there in your boxers.

The doctor approaches you, you sense her determination is close to buckling just as yours is. Quietly she pinches the calipers on your midsection. She writes something down. "Mmmhmm, body fat down." You both stand in silence her eyes taking in your every detail. You weren't sure what was about to happen next.