Electric Stimulation

"Have you heard of Pavlov's dog? It's a study in operant conditioning. Essentially we would condition you to associate men or women with pleasurable or painful electric shocks."

"Painful? Jeez Doctor. Does it have to hurt?"

"I'm afraid so. You see in order to produce this dramatic change in your life we will have to cause considerable discomfort. Do you still wish to proceed?"

Steven was hesitant. As long as he had been alive he had always been this way. He couldn't quite figure it out at first. Why he was so often picked on and belittled. As he grew older he had learned of the birds and the bees. When he went home and discussed this his father had been strangely supportive. Well, Mike Ambrose didn't want his only son slaving away as a farm hand at least. He figured this would **** Steven to find a more stable and higher paying career. Mrs Ambrose on the other hand was absolutely against it. She would not allow her baby boy to be taken in by such unnatural thoughts.

With a long pause hanging in the Air, Steven finally looked up at the Doctor and nodded his head.

"We have to do this Doctor."

"Very well. The procedure is quite invasive. First and foremost I'll need you to strip your clothes off. Please fold them neatly on the chair."

As Steven shed his flannel and denim work attire, Dr Dandy couldn't help but notice his body. The muscles rippled under his skin, the abrupt tan lines of his t shirt had given a contrast between the leathery brown and milky white. Poor Steven, he was quite the catch. As Steven had finished stripping himself he sat on the paper sheet stretched across the exam table and looked hopefully at the silent physician.