green horses

Vixen had to smile to herself as she noticed the disapproving looks she got from Mrs. Young. Ordinarily relations with OBGYN were left to Lina, who kept up that conservative appearance they so appreciated, but they had been so pushy today as to not give Vixen a chance to change from her usual sluttiness. Vixen sense a bit of an unbeliever in Mrs. Young, and so as they left the office and walked down the hall she began to state her case.

"It is in fact very fortunate that you arrived just now. I was just talking with Mrs. Littlejohn, and it looks like we have made a breakthrough related to Delayed Enhanced Enigmatic Puberty, or what we call DEEP. We found some men exhibiting DEEP and did tests on them using an exciting new **** named Priapollinaire. One man showed an unusual genetic response to the ****, Right now we are dependent in part on his unique DNA, but with gene therapy and Priapollinaire, I'm sure his results can be duplicated."

Mrs. Young persisted in frowning. "You never said anything about ****."

"Priapollinaire is quite revolutionary. It's based on an idea called 'plantimality,' in which the mass of fungal spores which are around us all the time in the air can get instantly incorporated into swift new growth of animal tissue, specifically reproductive tissue. We would scarcely be a Laboratory for Unusual Volumes of Virile Inseminatory Tissue if we did not look into such a treatment, and I'm pleased to say that so far its effects look entirely healthy." Vixen permitted herself a bit of a reverie. "Very, very, VERY healthy indeed."

"So you have grown the testicles?" Mrs. Yang pursued.

Vixen nodded. "And, quite by accident -- " Well, that had been true once, at least in the very beginning. " -- the phallus."

Mrs. Yang blinked hard. "Why the phallus?"

"We're not entirely sure, but we think it goes to a certain plasticity we see in the male reproductive equipment. The output of semen is, if I do say so myself, simply extraordinary, really quite spectacular, and it would be time-consuming, painful, or both to get shot through a normal urethra. It seems that this man's body automatically accommodates by broadening the urethra and thickening the surrounding shaft. There also seems to be some consideration for sheer proportionality, as the phallus lengthens as well."

"The phallus thickens and lengthens? How much?" Mrs. Yang seemed to be getting really interested.

"Now, Mrs. Yang, none of that is our concern," assured Mrs. Young.

"Ah, here we are." Vixen approached the nurses' station. A busty blonde beauty named FaeRae was seated there as acting Head Nurse. FaeRae was in fact unusually clueless to the goings on of LUVVIT, for Head Nurses in the past had all too easily found all kinds of reasons to abandon their post "just to check in on" LUVVIT's various male subjects. "Hello, FaeRae, how's Mr. Buh ... Mr. Beckett doing?"

FaeRae looked sheepish. "Sophie went to see him just a few minutes ago. Yes, Dr. Sinclair, I know you said he was to be left alone to recuperate, but Sophie said she had issues concerning his last extraction. She was awfully persuasive."

Issues my ass, thought Vixen. Sascha got to fuck him and Sophie didn't, that's clearly the only issue. "Thank you."

Vixen turned back to her guests, and found Mrs. Young continuing to rebuke Mrs. Yang. "I will have you know," Mrs. Young said very evenly, "that I used to masturbate horses for their semen. Phallic size is of no concern."

Mrs. Yang really seemed stuck on the whole subject. "You used to masturbate horses? What kind of horses?"

"Green horses," said Vixen. "That is, I'm sure any horse would be green with envy, seeing what Mr. Buh ... Mr. Tim Beckett has. So, now that we're here, let's see how Tim and Sophie are doing, shall we? She bravely opened the door.