Beg for help

"What the fuck?", Henry said, recoiling on seeing Lara Croft as his door. Henry was Lara's ex boyfriend, and a doctor. She called him in tears and begged for help with her botched surgery. She had explained it was bad, but it didn't prepare him for how bad it could be.

"I'm sorry Lara I didn't mean to be startled, it is just a shock seeing you like this", he said in a soothing tone, gesturing her into his surgery. Lara didn't give anything away but the reaction cut her, when she left Henry he had been utterly devoted to her, so it wasn't the reaction she was expecting.

Lara changed into an hospital gown, and lay down for him to inspect. He stayed professional, scanning her body, dipping under the gown where and when he needed to, feeling no attraction at all to the broken tomb raider. He pushed and probed at her new additions, trying to assess the damage.

"It isn't good Lara, but there might be some good news", he said, in a very bedside manner style.

"Your face and butt implants are unlikely to be reversible, they are done with a form of plaster that is incredibly hard, and is injected deep. Your breasts seem to be more traditional fillable implants, but .. from the light test it is unlikely they are filled with water. If I had to guess they are filled with other bodily fluids..." His voice tailed off, trying to be as gentle as possible.

A tear rolled down Lara face as she looked down at her huge misshapen tits, that she could only guess were filled with piss or cum, or any mix of the two.

"What happened Lara?", He asked kindly

Lara began to cry, as she started to explain how she had come to be here...

....

... "We can fix the breasts at least", comforted Henry after listening to Lara's story.

"Thank you", Lara said, weeping. She hadn't felt safe in a while, but the familiarity of this gave her that feeling, and she leaned in to try to kiss him

"No Lara... No" he said, stopping her advances. She had clearly misread the situation

"We used to have such a good thing", she sobbed. "Don't you think?" Lara remembered how despite his soft calm demeanor as a doctor, he would completely dominate and use her in the bedroom

Henry took a deep breath.

"I did, and then you left, and it crushed me", he admitted. "I hated you, for so long. I begged for years to hear you had fallen onto a spike, or crushed by a boulder, but instead I had to endure you showing off your tits in the press. Lara I'm not going to kiss you, I fucking loathe you, for a long time I wished you were dead"

Lara let out another sob

"I wish I was....", She said pathetically, trying to look at the floor, instead just seeing her massive botched chest.

The pair sat in silence, Henry not reacting to Lara's pathetic attempt for sympathy

She looked up at him, eyes giving away her utter desperation.

"You can hurt me", she said meekly. "I know I deserve it. You can do anything you want to me, anything at all, just don't leave me alone" she begged, holding his hand