Doctors Visit 7 - Farrel Drawings

Introduction -
A few weeks after my 21st birthday I received a call from my MD's office to make an appointment for a special checkup, and the receptionist organised it to coincide with the end of the next period when I would be available.

I was going to write a quick account of my visit, but so much happened during the day that I decided to try and record it all, both for my own benefit in times to come, and also for anyone else that might read my story, and perhaps enjoy it. What I have done, is split it up into multiple posts, or it would be much too long as a single narrative. Then I have linked them together so I can navigate to all the different parts of the account.

Please try and read them in order, it will make your experience much more enjoyable.

Initial Obs – posted here

Lactation Test – posted here

Student Training – posted here

Dilation Test – posted here

Extension Test – posted here

Compression Test – posted here

Farrel Drawings (this post) – posted here

Overnight – posted here

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Farrel Drawings

As I walked over to reception, clad only in a rather risque set of red satin lingerie, I could see everyone turn to look at me, drawn by the quiet musical notes from the bells clipped to my nipples, dangling just below the edge of my camisole. I had to wait a few moments while the receptionist finished a phone call, so I stood with my hands clasped behind me, my shoulders back, lifting the front edge of my camisole to just reveal my small titties. When she looked up and saw me waiting, the receptionist put her finger to her lips to maintain my silence, then pulled my nipple clips toward her till my tummy was pressed against the counter. When she enquired what I wanted, I gave her the doctor’s request for coffee, and in return was told I was dismissed.


Dr Forrest had a folder of drawings on her desk when I returned,

They were by Joseph Farrel, who is one of my favorite artists



Several depicted the way my breasts had just been bound

This poor girl has had her breast bound with rope, then stretched, as the first stage of her transformation.

Later on she will be moved on to wearing a strong leather and steel corset that wiil extend her breasts further down her chest.

Finally her breasts will reach right down to the tops of her thighs, and her nipples will be banded. Her development, and that of other subjects, is displayed on the walls of the doctor's office for other prospective clients to see his work.

Some of the drawings were in a medical setting

The doctor has decided to enlarge his patient's breasts, although she thinks the swelling is just a side effect of the treatment, and will go down later. The pictures on his office wall tell a different story.

This girl's father is having her breasts pumped with silicone, but the doctor is only treating one side each week, so she looks obviously unbalanced to anyone who sees her walking about.

Now this woman's breasts have already been enlarged, and now the doctor makes a house call, where her daughter has put her Mom in the cellar so that her nipples can be lengthened as well.



Dr Forrest commended me on the results of my current assessment, saying I had done really well, and she was proud of the way I had behaved during my tests, though it was no less than she had come to expect of both myself, and my Mom. There were, however, a few shortcomings that needed to be addressed, the first, and most important, of these was the matter of my virginity, which posed serious difficulty in performing some of the assessments. The dilation test for someone of my age was well below normal because of my hymen, and while she appreciated that I wanted to save my virginity for my husband, she urged me to consider my reasoning behind this decision, and also the past and current status of my love life. She knew from numerous interviews that I was bisexual, and as the discussion now turned to a list of my past encounters, (I was going to say lovers, but no-one actually fitted this category, except one person), the doctor encouraged me to analyse the pros and cons of each one. While many of them had redeeming qualities, they all fell short in several of the important areas, which often was the cause of the relationship breaking down.

Her recommendation was that she perform a hymenectomy on me, where my cherry would be given a series of holes to weaken it, rather like a piece of perforated paper, which would then enable my chosen lover to achieve a penetration that would sucessfully take my virginity. She assured me that my sex life would be vastly improved following the procedure, and I would enjoy a much wider range of pleasures that were currently out of my grasp. She didn’t want a decision now, but she did want me to think long and hard about the things we had discussed, then get back to her if I wanted to take up her offer.

The other, less important, recommendations that she wanted to make, were for me to take a more active involvement in my bodily development, particularly the enlargement of my nipples, clitoris, and labia, so she would give me a precription for a much stronger suction pump than I currently had at home. She would also include the recommended frequency and intensity to be used, as well as the address of a shop where I could get the prescription filled, as this wasn’t exactly the mainstream medical equipment, and my local pharmacy might have problems with it.

A further recommendation, which would enhance both my development, and my pleasure, was to get a series of body piercings, with a minimum of one horizontal piercing through each nipple, and a vertical piercing through my clitoral hood. Both of these would, she said, vastly increase the most basic orgasm, and provide increased sensations just from wearing normal clothing.

Her final recommendation, while not strictly part of the development study, was something she was sure that I would enjoy, and that she had a personal interest in. The corset I was currently wearing was provided by a very good friend of hers, who was looking for a part time model to test his new designs on, and she thought that I would be a very good subject. Since the designs took quite a long time to produce, I would only be required on an ocassional basis, so would not have to make a big time comittment to it. An added bonus would be that I could get some free samples from his range of lingerie, which was wider than just corsetry, and also the opportunity to indulge my exhibitionist tendencies when I modelled designs to specific customers.

It was getting quite late by the time we had finished our discussion, and as the nurse unwrapped my chest, then removed my panties, saddle strap,and corset, Dr Forrest informed me that I was going to be kept overnight. I knew they had a small inpatient ward on the premises, but had never expected that I would have to make use of it.




** That's all for now, but the story continues in further posts ....



Initial Obs – posted here

Lactation Test – posted here

Student Training – posted here

Dilation Test – posted here

Extension Test – posted here

Compression Test – posted here

Farrel Drawings (this post) – posted here

Overnight – posted here


Please try and read them in order, it will make your experience much more enjoyable.


hugs from Katie

:)