You are about to embark on the most important day of your life... when you look at the fridge and see a note. "Appointment today: Doctor Benson. 4pm". Shit. It's almost 3:30 now. You completely forgot that you had to see the doctor! You start to grumble until you realize how compact the gun is, and how easily you could carry it from place to place. A doctor's office might be an interesting place to test out the capabilities of this machine, so you quickly grab a backpack and toss the gun in. You head out and make a b-line straight for the doctor. The excitment of what you're going to do with the rest of your day makes the time seem to pass effortlessly, and before you know it you've made it to Doctor Benson's office with more than enough time to spare. You step into the waiting room and are greete by the smiling face of the receptionist. A cute 21 year old blonde intern in a revealing pink tank top welcomes you in and you give a half nervous wave as she says "Hey, you. You're still a little early so just have a seat and Doctor Benson will be with you shortly." You thank her and take a seat in the chair, your mind already racing with ideas of what you could do to or with the receptionist. She had a smoking hot body and you were enjoying your sit in the waiting room, just imagining the thought of her growing into a titanic monster, or shrinking small enough to fit in your pocket. You had to fight the urges to whip the gun out right then and there, until eventually the door from the back opened and out stepped a beautiful 30-something year old woman in a lab coat. Dr. Marissa Benson. She had shoulder length brown hair, thick, pouty lips and piercing blue eyes. She wore a simple black shirt under her coat and a short grey skirt that revealed her long, luxurious legs. She always looked gorgeous, even for an older woman, and she was always so nice to you. In fact, looking back on it, there's a few times you can remember catching glimpses of her staring at your body during examinations, and it seems like she's flirting with you. It's almost as if the rest of the world went blurry as she called you over. "Hey there! How've you been? Please, step into my office and we can get started." You quickly grab the back pack and follow her into the first empty room so you can start the appointment. By the way... what kind of doctor IS Marissa?
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