A Doctor? The music is nice anyway

Entering the room, a bland but catchy tune plays in the background. Taking a deep breath, Barbara feels a lot of her anxiety slip away.

A gorgeous woman was sitting behind the desk in the clean, modern office was waiting for Batbara to enter. She seemed to pause when Barbara entered, before smiling and atanding as she introduced herself.

“Hi I’m a Doctor, really. Gigi Valentine," yes, Barbara thought as she watched the Doctor's chest jiggle. Definitely GG Cup. "And you must be Barbi.” Said the woman. She was dressed smartly, but the colours were very pink and girly.

“Yes, Doctor Valentine, I’m Barbara.” Answered back the stepmother of two. "I... wanted to know, before we start... about bringing someone else in. My... problem you see... it involves-" before Barbara can go further, the other woman interrupts.

"Just Gigi please Barbie. You want to move this to couples therapy? Okay, but there will have to be one on one meetings with your man and we will need to publish these changes." Barbara winced, she wanted to avoid that. So she asked about... not publishing names. "Oh? Well there's always our Experimental Clinic. It's the usual thingies, but you might also have to try some newer, more experimental procedures. We don't publish names for that. And it's voluntary, so you don't have to pay for it!"

Barbara was still feeling awkward about the informality of the Doctor, but the chance to not only avoid being recorded as having therapy, and her Stepson too, and get it for free? She nodded.

She's sure Doctor Valentine is a professional, and will treat her and her Stepson with dignity and discretion. Despite her informality, she seems someone to trust.

"I will enrol myself... and my Stepson into the Experimental Clinic." Barbara failed to notice the wider grin Gigi had when she said "Stepson". If she were more observant, she'd also have noticed Gigi was wearing earplugs with a wire.

"Excellent all you have to do now is to sign some paperwork, we'll have someone deliver copies to your man, I'll just..." before Barbara can protest, Gigi has sent a message to the Receptionist to send a courier to Barbara's home. "Now, we won't get to touch on everything today without your man, but if you fill it out quickly we may begin tackling some of your problems today." said the Therapist giving a small stack of paper to Barbara.

Barbara looked at the forms in front of her then to the Therapist and back to the forms. The music in the background seemed to change and she felt more relaxed. She took the pen, which felt... wet... and signed her name at every dotted line pointed out to her. She didn't even take the time to read it feeling a bit rushed by the Therapist, who had some white gloves on she unconsciously noticed, and a small part of her wanted to begin the Therapy Session right away. Gigi looked at her and smiled, making Barbara blush.

"Good we may begin if you feel ready," said the Therapist to her new patient in her "special program", taking the forms and putting them in a drawer under her desk.

Barbara should have read what she signed. In one small passage on one of the forms it said; "The subject consents to follow every step of their conversion, undergoing all procedures, giving the Doctor full legal power over them for as long as the Doctor deems necessary. The subject can't remove themself from any prodedure. With this legal power, the Doctor can coerce the subject to continue their conversion in any way he deems fit."

"I'm eager to begin." Answered Barbara stuttered, unsure of herself as she saw the forms vanish under the desk, realising she'd not read them.

"Good, What brings you here Barbie?" asked Gigi to begin the session, discreetly pushing an earbud back in while the real Doctor watched elsewhere.

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