Abortion Exchange Program Ch. 02

Chapter 2 - Familiar Accidents

A knock on Sarah's door woke her up in the morning causing her to jump stumbling to her feet as she muffled a groan of pain "Hmm. U-um yes? Who is it."

"It's your councillor. You're late for class. I also heard you were sick. I'm here to do a checkup."

Sarah's heart sank as she looked down at her stomach and lifted her shirt to reveal the deep red marks on the side of her body. The pain was agonising for her fragile petite body which now ached from her chest down to her pelvis. She knew allowing the councillor to do a check on her would reveal her secret pregnancy and abortion attempts. "Ah. I'm sorry. I'm fine. It was just a cold... Oh and I slept in by accident..."

"Well alright. I know you're a good honest student. Hurry to class or it'll go on your file. I have other renegade students to find anyway." The councillor sighed deeply and walked away from the door as Sarah listened for her footsteps to end. Once she was sure she was gone, she started getting ready throwing on a short sleeved white shirt on a medium length black skirt with a grey button up cardigan. Fighting with her sore stomach muscles, she managed to dress herself halfway before giving up, tight for time.

"Ah how could I let myself be late... This has never happened before." She looked over to her clock which to her surprise, revealed she was over an hour late. "Ahhh! I'm so late. Oh no..." The pain from her latest abortion treatment put her in such a deep state of sleep that no alarm could wake her. She threw open the door and headed towards her next class determined not to miss it.

With her head down she walked as fast as she could through the courtyard trying not to be spotted by anyone she knew. Unfortunately, that all changed as she slammed into a towering football shaped man falling to the floor backwards, the man didn't move an inch from the impact.

"Ah! I'm sorry. I'm late and- Oh!" Sarah looked up to see the big man round like a ball wearing glasses and breathing heavily staring down at her. "Oh. Brian! What are you doing here?"

The fat man standing over her was Brian Palms her long time childhood friend, a man who was holding a deep rooted crush for her. Regardless of how many times Sarah told him they were always going to be just friends as she saw him like a brother growing up as neighbours.

"Uh. I. Uh. Was coming to get you. Why are you late. You were real distant yesterday too."

"Oh um. Yeah. I was just feeling a little sick..."

Sarah noticed he wasn't looking at her face, staring with a gross lustful look in his eyes which she followed down to her shirt. Which wasn't fastened at the top or last button revealing her cleavage and her underbelly. Quickly grabbing her cardigan which rolled off her shoulder when she fell, she wrapped it around herself. "I um. I ate a lot of snacks last night to get through my headache. I couldn't sleep."

"Ah yeah. I do that a lot too. Helps me every time." He chucked and adjusted his glasses holding out a hand for her to grab forcefully pulling her to her feet. His large hand was like a bear paw wrapped around her tiny palm however, he was gripping her a little too tightly as his clumsy personality often led him to break things or hurt people accidentally. "Well, I'm glad you're better. Let's get to class."

"Ah um. Thanks." Sarah looked down at her feet as they both walked to their next class. His heavy breathing and constant staring made her feel uncomfortable but their long history together left her accepting of his friendship. They both grew up on a suburb outside of the city where people accepting of her exotic heritage were scarce. However, the Palms family accepted them with open arms allowing their son to play with Sarah.

Trying to replace the uncomfortable noise Brian was making, Sarah shared some small talk. "Um so how's your mum?"

"She's been doing better recently... It's been a while since dad left."

"How's your pet rabbit too?"

"Oh... It. Um. Ran away..." Brian chuckled awkwardly rubbing the back of his head as he lied through his teeth. He was a big clumsy man who accidentally killed his rabbit playing with it one night. Not something he wanted to share with his beloved crush.

"Oh no. That's a shame..."

"Yeah. Anyway, how's your folks.

"They're good. Dad still has that boat we used at the lake. Last time our families went on holiday together. Mum has started going to a club thing with some of the other ladies in the area."

Brian chuckled once more slapping Sarah on the back playfully which almost caused her to fall again. "After all those years in the States. They're really starting to sound like Americans."

"Yeah... I guess you could say that..." After a brief but slow walk they finally reached their class and Sarah sat down by herself spacing out worrying about the next abortion treatment that night.

The tutor's voice snapped her out of her daydream as he repeated her name until she replied. "Miss Bhali. You'll be paired with Mister Palms. I'm sure that's okay right?"

"Ah! Yes of course." She was a little confused but sat down beside him to discuss what they were being paired for. "I'm sorry. I missed what we're doing."

"Oh. That's okay. Damn that flu messed with your head too. So we're doing a group project and need to work out when to meet up." He smiled, staring over his glasses at Sarah's chest as she took notes. Brian had always been perverted around Sarah since the day they met frequently trying to catch her undressing from outside her bedroom window. His fascination today was drawn to her breasts, which he knew by memory. He noticed today that somehow, they seemed bigger stretching the buttons of her tight shirt.

"Oh I see.. Um well I can't do nights. For um... A while..." Sarah looked behind her watching Antoni talk to another girl at the back of the room. He stood up and walked past her winking with a playful expression which made Sarah's heart skip a beat feeling wet between her legs. Caught in a daydream, her pencil dropped from her hand onto the floor with a small clatter.

"That's okay. I've got something planned tonight anyway. Something exciting and new. I can't tell you much. But it's a club thing. Which will be a first for me." Brian was chucking wildly with a small trail of saliva running down his cheek as he reached down to grab Sarah's pencil, pausing momentarily to look up her skirt. His eyes followed her smooth brown legs up her inner thighs, where a thin pair of white panties were the only thing between him and his wildest desires. He noticed a small wet stain licking his lips with anticipation. He had been trying to get inside those panties for many years, but she never took him seriously.

"Oh? Good for you Brian. I hope it's a lot of fun... What are you doing down there?"

Brian struggled back to his chair with the weight of his heavy body, which was round in shape but it wasn't all fat, he was born with larger muscles and bones than most people leaving him tall, sluggish, and heavy. "Oh I will. I'll definitely have a lot of fun. I plan to explore a lot. It's a club of sorts. But I do wonder who my partner will be." He placed his closed fist over Sarah's outstretched palms waiting for her pencil. Releasing his grip, he dropped the pencil into her hands which was now in several pieces crushed by his clumsy hands. "Ah my bad. I'll make sure to buy you another one..."

"Oh no... It's okay.. I have plenty. Um I can't do it tomorrow either. I got another photoshoot.... Um hopefully..." Sarah paused looking out the window in the direction of the abortion clinic. She was hesitant about the words she said but a chance to do a photoshoot with Antoni was driving her to be hopeful.

"Oh! I love your last shoot. I have the magazine right here. You look beautiful on the cover." Brian chuckled once more wiping his mouth with his sleeve as he pulled out the well used magazine.

"Ah yes... That was an embarrassing time... Um why is the cover of that magazine sticky?"

"Uh it's nothing. I just um. Spilled coffee on it..." Brian quickly shoved the cum stained magazine back into his bag and closed it before Sarah had a chance to understand what she was looking at. "So can I come? You promised you'd take me to a shoot one day. It's been over a year now..."

"No! I can't..." Sarah snapped at Brian who covered his annoyed face with one large palm. Sarah wriggled back and forth rolling her thighs together just the thought of Antoni and saying his name was enough to make her panties wet. "It's just um... Antoni is doing shoots with us all week. So I-"

"Ugh enough. I don't want to hear about that guy anymore." Brian was well aware of who Antoni was and had a deep hatred towards him for stealing Sarah's heart which he wanted to belong to him. "Why do you care about that sport manic jerk anyway. He doesn't appreciate your beauty like I do."

"Enough Brian! I really like him and want this to work out. You know I see you as a brother. So don't be silly. Ah look at the time. I need to get to my next class and my appointment tonight..."

Brian was gripping his bottle tightly which slowly crumpled under his strength. He was angry at Sarah's words and her constant rejection of his advances with a deep jealousy towards anyone who laid eyes on her. "Yeah yeah... I guess I should go get ready for my club tonight. See you later."

Sarah hurried out of the room clutching her notebook as she continued to her next class which was a slow and boring one. She fantasised about having a wonderful date with Antoni her dream man in her dream dress. A fantasy where she would be treated like a princess with love and respect. A shuffle of students piling out the door marked the closure of the university day. Sarah headed straight to the abortion clinic eager to regain her freedom from her pregnancy in preparation for tomorrow's photoshoot with Antoni.

Not expecting Sarah to arrive so early, Randy was sat at his desk in the clinic watching the footage of Sarah's previous belly punching session. He was watching it like porn with his pants down masturbating softly. "Hmm yes. That look on your face is beautiful. I can't wait to have my way with you." He smiled wickedly before looking up to see Sarah's face pressed against the window waving at him. Fortunately for Randy, his desk was covering his lower half and video player which he quickly closed and fixed his clothes stumbling over to the door. "Oh shi- Sarah! What are you doing here so early. What a pleasant surprise."

"Oh thank you doctor. I hope I'm not bothering you being here early." She walked past Randy and took off her cardigan getting comfortable on one of the chairs oblivious to what he was just doing. "Could I have some tea?"

"Y-yes of course. Let me brew you a fresh mix." Randy followed behind her watching her ass and breasts as she removed her cardigan. He walked over to his kitchen space and began preparing the tea. "So why are you here early Sarah?"

"I thought about what you said yesterday. I think I was being too selfish. So I'm ready to face the next treatment."

"Oh? Is that right. Well, that's great news. But is that the entire reason?"

"Um well..." Sarah fidgeted in her seat avoiding eye contact as she stumbled over her words in embarrassment. "I want a guy to like me... His name is Antoni... We have a photo shoot tomorrow afternoon. Oh I'm sorry. I'm over sharing..."

Randy placed a cup of tea in front of her and pulled over a chair sitting on it in reverse, leaning his arms on the back support. "No no. Don't apologise. I'm glad you see this as a safe space. You can be at peace knowing I'll keep everything confidential... Of course."

"Thank you doctor Ploughton. That means so much. You really have helped me so much. I'm not sure how I could repay you."

"Oh don't worry. You're doing more than enough to repay me." Randy's response paired with his playful chuckle confused Sarah but she still felt like she could trust him unconditionally. "Now drink up and tell me more about this Antoni fellow."

Sarah went on to explain her interest in Antoni and his involvement in her life, including the party where they met. She also told Randy about Brian and how he was annoying her a lot with his eyes and awkward advances. Randy listened with content as he knew these two men and was heavily involved with them regardless of Sarah's naivety.

"That's quite the story Sarah. You sure have an interesting life outside of this clinic. Well shall we get you prepped for your next treatment?" Standing up, he took the tea cup from Sarah as she took the last sip and sat back with an eager nod.

"Oh. Already? Yes please doctor. What's the next treatment? I'll make sure to see it through to the end."

Sitting back down, Randy pulled out a notebook running his finger over the pages. The book was a list of names signed up to his pregnant belly punching club which he made seem like a busy patient list to Sarah. "Ah yes here you are. Today's treatment will be performed by. Well.. I'm sure you'll get along well..." He chuckled to himself seeing the name written down for today and looked up at Sarah with narrow eyes.

"O-oh... I'll try my best... But who is it?"

"Well. He's a skin specialist. Someone with great appreciation for... Your body."

"I see. That does sound nice... Will it help my abortion process?"

"Oh most certainly. He will handle you with care. I can see this treatment working quite well indeed."

"W-well if you believe it."

"You trust my methods. No?"

"I-I do. I trust your methods doctor."

"Wonderful. Shall we make our way to the treatment room then?"

Sarah nodded and followed behind as they made their way to the treatment room, a familiar camera stood in the corner watching a medical bed in the centre of the room instead of the usual table. "Um. Why is there a bed?"

"My assistants have their own ways of applying their treatment. This assistant requested a medical bed for his procedure. It's all quiet professional. I assure you."

"O-oh. I see. Well that does make sense."

"Indeed. A skin specialist focuses on skin care and gentle touches."

"Yes. Forgive my snap reaction."

"It's quite alright. Now take off your shirt, skirt, and underwear. Make yourself comfortable on the table."

Sarah was startled by his demands, which were so forward and directed. The lack of emotion in his words made her follow his directions without hesitation. "Oh I-I don't understand. Why do I need to do this?"

"Why it's for your next treatment. You can't do much skin treatment without access to your skin now. Can't we?"

With a nervous nod, She began removing her shirt constantly checking on Randy after each button. His eyes locked onto her hands following her movements as her shirt and skirt hit the ground, leaving her in a vulnerable state wearing just a tight bra and a small pair of panties. The cold air of the room kissed her body as goosebumps scattered across her smooth brown skin. "Um... Is this okay?"

"I'm afraid not Sarah. After reviewing your body. It would seem this treatment would be better suited to you being completely naked." Randy's eyes were darting across her body as this was the first time he had seen such an exotic beauty like Sarah naked.

"Oh... Well if you think it's best." Sarah ran her fingers over her stomach slowly, feeling cold and vulnerable before reaching around to her back and unclipped her bra. Which was tight to her skin and bust open with a satisfying click revealing her soft engorged breasts and erect brown nipples. An embarrassed expression accompanied a shade of red on her face as she turned away from Randy to remove her panties. However, he didn't complain as the view of her soft round ass as she leaned over removing her panties made it hard for him to keep his composure. Squeezing her legs together to obscure the view of her pussy just made her ass pop more. She bent down to pick up her clothes revealing her anus sprinkled with goosebumps before turning around to face him. "I. I'm finish..."

"Well now. Look at your body. It seems you're becoming womanlier from this pregnancy. We really must hurry and get to your treatment."

"You're right... I'm sorry." Once her clothes were neatly placed on the shelf next to the camera, she hopped onto the bed and laid down looking at the ceiling. She rubbed the goosebumps on her cold brown skin feeling the red marks left from the previous treatment.

Watching her with absolute focus, Randy caught her rubbing her sore body. "Do they hurt? The red marks on your body." He walked over and placed his hand on her cold stomach, his warm rough palm easing the pain in her red marks.

"Just a bit. It's strange. I didn't feel any pain yesterday when I went to sleep. But now it's difficult to bend down."

"Hmm I see... Well that's understandable. Adrenaline can kick in during treatment. So you won't feel it." Randy thought about what she said, thinking about increasing her numbing tea to numb the pain more however, he ultimately decided he enjoyed seeing her in pain and discarded that thought.

"Ah yes. That makes sense. Adrenaline is certainly interesting isn't it doctor."

"Indeed it is. Indeed it is..." Just as Randy was beginning to enjoy himself as he touched Sarah, A knock on the door echoed around the room. "Ah, that must be your next specialist." Walking over to the door, he smiled from ear to ear as he opened it. "Oh yes. This will be quite the experience indeed."

Sarah's eyes scanned the room following Randy as a large wide mad followed behind him his face obscured by the doctor. "Sarah. Meet your next specialist. However. I believe you already know him very well."

"S-Sarah! Is that you! Oh my. I must be dreaming."

That voice, that annoying sound when he breathes, the heavy steps he takes, Sarah knew exactly who was now standing over her. "B-Brian!?! No it can't be. Tell me it's not true doctor Ploughton... He's no specialist." She quickly threw her arms over her body to hide her pussy and breasts trying to cover them.

"My my Sarah. That's no way to talk to my assistant. Brian here has an exceptional talent when it comes to skin treatment. You do want to remove the life in your stomach. Right?"

"I-I do... But like this? With someone I know? I can't... I just can't."

Randy placed his hand on her body once again and slowly caressed her pregnant belly. "Please understand I only pick the best for you. Brian here is what I consider the best skin specialist. Are you questioning my choice?"

"Well no. But..."

"Right. You also know that I'm looking after you. We will remove this pregnancy."

"I-I suppose so."

"Let's not forget the reason you got here so early either. Who said they were being too selfish? You need to put aside your personal relations for your future and the life in your womb."

"Yes doctor. I apologise again. I'll try my best." Sarah sighed deeply looking up at the ceiling as the drooling bear which was Brian chuckled softly edging closer to her.

"I'll be gentle Sarah. Don't you worry. Your soft brown skin is in good hands... You don't know how long I've wanted to do this..."

"Just don't do anything weird okay..." Sarah was guarded, she was uncomfortable and grossed out by Brian staring at her half naked body drooling like a dog in heat. She knew she wasn't going to enjoy this treatment but she had to endure it for the sake of her future.

Brian placed one hand over her stomach which reached from under her breasts to her pelvis. His hand was soaked with sweat and heavy on her belly, the weight pressing against her womb without him moving a finger. "I'll make sure you don't have this baby. I am a specialist after all. Please trust me Sarah."

Sarah's heart sank as a wave of anxiety washed over her whole body, she was now scared knowing that Brian could very easily tell her parents she got pregnant with how close he was to her family. "Brian... Oh my... Okay but please... Let's do this quickly and forget about it..." She looked over at Randy sitting in the corner of the room next to the camera for help.

"Yes well. As long as Brian is conducting his treatment. I see no reason to step in. Please relax Sarah. As long as you focus on this abortion. You won't have to worry about who or how the treatment is given."

Sighing deeply, Sarah slowly but hesitantly removed her hands from her private areas and tried to relax on the bed, much to Brian's delight. He started to run his large fingers around her body first feeling her stomach then her ribs. "Your body is so thin Sarah. Nothing like mine. I can even see your ribs." He was fascinated by every part of Sarah and didn't want to miss a single area of his exploration of her body. Wanting to feel more, he placed both hands on her midriff holding her firmly. "You're so petite too... Look at how small you are in my hands. I wonder if my thumbs and pinkies could touch."

Sarah gasped in pain feeling his huge hands wrapping around her soft gentle skin. She felt the pressure on her ribs as he tried to join his hands, the pain was quickly ramping up as she could feel her ribs bending. "Aaaah. That's enough Brian. Please stop!"

Brian looked up at Sarah, hearing her scream as he never intended to hurt her. He then looked over at Randy for affirmation for his actions.

"No need to stop Brian. Your touch is good. Maybe put a little more pressure on her." Randy chuckled to himself, orchestrating the scene playing out in front of his eye and the camera.

However, Brian was frustrated at himself and at Sarah for needing to tell him to stop. "See. It's okay... Trust me." He removed his hands from her waist and placed one hand on her leg. Her tiny thin physique was dwarfed by Brian's hand which could wrap around her leg entirely.

"Your skin is like chocolate. Not like those white girls in my videos. I love it." His tight grip was crushing her thigh constricting it like a boa snake. He then ran his hand down her leg all the way to her foot constantly tightening his grip as he went. Sarah's eyes started watering as the numbed pain and pressure was that of a deep muscle massage thanks to the numbing tea she drank.

Satisfied with his exploration of her legs, he let go with an audible gasp from Sarah. He then trailed his fingers up her leg over her baby bump and stopping at her chest, avoiding her pussy as he wanted to keep it until last. His single sweating hand spanned over both her breasts. "Your squishy pillows are much smaller than the woman in my magazines." Brian was breathing over her with his face inches away from her breasts.

She tried to turn away from him, wiggling around but the weight of his hand was pressing her to the table. "Is-is this necessary?"

"Of course it is Sarah. My assistant is trying to find the best parts of your body for his skin treatment." Randy had his hand in his pocket discretely masturbating as he watched.

Sighing once more with a disgusted expression on her face, Sarah stopped struggling and tried to relax as Brian's oversized hand was exploring her chest. He moved his hands over her breasts which were tiny in comparison and cupped them in his palm. Strange sounds started to come from Brian's mouth as his virgin mind was finally fulfilling the fantasy he dreamed of with Sarah. "There so soft... Your nipples are so hard too." Brian was in love with the feeling never wanting to let go, never wanting to forget that sensation in his palm and slowly started to forget his strength.

Sarah squealed with pain as she felt her breasts being crushed under his fingers. Lost in the excitement, he clumsily applied too much pressure gripping her breasts hard as milk sprayed out across the room, splashing on his face, glasses, and lips. Licking his lips, he let go with a somewhat annoyed expression mixed with excitement. "This... this is breast milk... It's sweet but a little sour. Like nothing I've tasted before."

"Yes..? Because I'm pregnant..." Sarah looked up at him through her blurry eyes biting her lip and breathing heavily. "You're hurting me a lot Brian. I don't know if I can continue this treatment..."

Brian's expression seemed pained, he was battling with his emotions seeing the results of his precious Sarah being pregnant. "I just want to help. I will help. Please let me continue. I will help with this abortion. I promise."

"Well I do want my life back. You know I have that photoshoot tomorrow..."

"Oh... Right. Of course." Brian wiped the milk off his glasses with his tongue before placing his huge hand over her stomach. He pressed against her womb feeling the life inside her stomach saddened by her pregnancy. "You let another man impregnate you... After everything we've shared. Was it Antoni?"

"What? No..." Sarah quickly denied his questions but she couldn't help feel hot and wet from the idea of carrying Antoni's baby. "Why would you think that?"

"Well he's all you talk about. It's also why the photoshoot is so important..."

"W-Well. I didn't let anyone do anything... I'm as lost as you are Brian." Sarah's mood changed slightly seeing the sadness on her dear friend face as he finally understood the reality of the situation. "Come on Brian. Don't be sad. Um you can continue your treatment..."

The thought of Antoni impregnating her caused a small trail of pussy juice to leak out of her vagina. Brian spotted it, believing he had turned her on with his efforts and smiled softly.

"Yes... The treatment... Seems like you're enjoying this too. I'm glad." He rolled his hand over her stomach in small circular motions before pressing deeper and harder. He assumed that his attempts to turn her on were working so he applied more pressure. Her stomach started to invert from the pressure as his fingers began to disappear into her skin. His kind nature was in a battle with his thoughts, he loved Sarah and hated to see her like this wanting to remove the baby himself. However, He also wanted to be the only one to stand beside her and cared for her safety deeply.

"Oh. I can feel the baby. I want to feel more. It's such a strange and interesting feeling." Brian's focus changed as he became fascinated by the feeling under his palm. He continued to push his large hand into her stomach, the agonising pain starting to creep across Sarah's body.

"Aaah. Ow my stomach! Your hand!"

"I'm curious what a pregnant belly felt like." Brian pressed harder, looking back at Randy waiting for his approval as he wasn't aware of his own strength, causing Sarah pain with the lightest touch he could manage. "I am removing the baby. Right doctor? I'm doing a good job?"

"Of course. You're doing a wonderful job. Keep it up. Apply more pressure. Yes more..." Randy smiled, his hand deep in his pocket masturbating more and more at every sight and sound Sarah and her body made.

Happy with his approval, Brian nodded and pushed his hand down further as her spine began to bend with the impact. Just before her spine was damaged, Brian was content with his belly work and lifted his hand leaning over her kissing her deformed stomach. He then ran his fingers through her hair in an attempt to calm her down. Grabbing a handful of her long black hair and brought it to his nose, sniffing it as his clumsy attempt to be subtle, pulled her head sharply. "It's okay Sarah. I'll make sure your treatment is completed with care."

"Ow.. Ah. I don't think I want your treatment."

Brian could feel his perfect night slipping away from him, stumbling on his words as he looked for a reason to keep this treatment going for as long as possible. "B-but that's... You have to. For your future... You do want to go to that photoshoot tomorrow. Right?"

"Yes but..."

"Then just endure it a little longer. Okay. We've been friends for so long. You can trust me."

"I-I guess so... Okay. But this is for the abortion."

"Of course! For the abortion." He stepped away from the bed and wiped the drool from his mouth admiring the view, taking his time to decide what to explore next. He began uncomfortably chuckling to himself before removing his shirt.

"What are you doing Brian?"

"This is the next part of the treatment. A full skin contact specialty." Brian left his pants on as he was embarrassed to be naked in front of a woman. He edged forward to the table like a hungry homeless man looking at his next meal. He slowly and clumsily climbed on to the bed kneeling over Sarah who was between his legs. The bed squeaked and cracked with the weight crying out for help.

Sarah was nervously looking down at the huge ball shaped man hovering over her like a tower. "Are you sure this is a good idea? I-Is this going to remove the baby?"

"Yes. I'm sure it will." Brian smiled wickedly, his glasses fogged from his heavy breathing. He started to lower himself on to Sarah as his hot sweaty skin began to press against hers. His stomach pressed firmly against her baby bump, his chest and nipples pressed against her breasts, his head directly above Sarah's. The weight of his chest was a considerable force flattening her breasts like a pancake which started to squirt milk over her face before being buried underneath Brian.

She could smell his breath which was a sour concoction which mixed with the uncomfortable lack of personal space and his gross sweaty body crushing her own. She felt her stomach being destroyed under his weight like a balloon ready to pop. Her breasts squeezed against her ribs which felt like they were piercing her skin continuing to leak as their firm form soon became empty with milk dripping off the table.

"This is what the guys told me to do when with a woman. Lay with her. I've always wanted to lay with a woman."

Gasping through the pain, Sarah was breathing shallow and quick unable to breathe properly. "Th-that's not a medical reason... To be on top of me..."

Doctor Ploughton felt the need to step in despite enjoying the show and loving the approach Brian was taking. He was especially proud of his tea mix which was stopping Sarah from realising just how much weight was crushing down on her. "Now now Sarah. You're not looking at this in a very professional way. You're letting emotions blind you. Brian is applying considerable force. Directly to your womb. I'd say this abortion process is going quite well indeed."

Biting her lip with frustration at her ignorance, Sarah sighed sharply before returning to short breaths. "I'm sorry doctor. You're right. I didn't think like that. Please continue your treatment Brian..."

Brian was ecstatic, grinning from ear to ear as he moved his hands and feet around feeling her skin against his. The pure overwhelming pleasure was causing his cock to poke Sarah's lower belly with an uncomfortable pressure. He stroked her hair while breathing heavily above her as sweat dripped of his head on to her face, which grossed Sarah out even more. "Just a little longer. Mmm just a little longer..." Brian was muttering to himself as he wriggled around lost in the pleasure. Each time he moved he crushed Sarah more and accidentally kicked or hit her with his elbow.

Feeling something crack from Sarah's belly, Brian began to back up and dismount her. As he did so his clumsy elbow dug deep into her stomach accidentally leaving a noticeable indentation. "Oh er... Are you feeling okay?"

"Um I guess so. Why?"

"That's good... No reason." With a sharp sigh, Brian wiped the sweat from his forehead relieved he didn't hurt her. He ran his hand over her stomach once again rubbing the indentation area before hovering his hand over her pussy. "It's brown? It's nothing like the girls from the videos I watch. I think brown is better." He leaned down over her pussy, smelling her scent with a deep uncomfortable breath "I've almost finished my treatment. But I need to do one last technique. It's er... Essential."

"Oh? Um okay. I'm glad it's almost over."

"Yes. I need to do an internal treatment too."

"A what? N-No!"

Brian placed a finger against her pussy rubbing her labia up and down not sure what to touch. He was getting increasingly frustrated by her responses and the lack of attention she was showing him. His jealousy finally got the better of him as he pushed his finger against her urethra. "Does your family know about this pregnancy?"

"Well no. It would destroy them..."

Adjusting his glasses once again, Brian rubbed his temples regaining his composure. "I see... You know I care about you. I would hate to see you in pain. But if you don't let me finish my abortion treatment... Then I'll have to let them know about the baby. I mean if you're not having the abortion. Then what other choice is there." Even when he was angry, he still cared for Sarah believing his words were calming and thoughtful.

Sarah however, was now terrified that he would blackmail her like this and hesitantly nodded in consent. "Don't please... I can't have anyone find out. Just finish the treatment okay..."

Without any other words, Brian pushed his finger in to her urethra thinking it was her uterus. The tiny tight pee hole was force wide open as she struggled to keep his finger out. His oblivious strength meant he couldn't even feel her resisting him. "It's so tight. How does anything fit in here?"

"Aaaaa! That's! That's where I pee from you jerk! Take your finger out!"

"Oh I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. It's my first time seeing one in person..." Whipping his finger out of her now loose urethra he licked the sour taste off his finger before returning to explore for her pussy. "Um.. let's try again. Oh here it is..." After an uncomfortable amount of time, he found her uterus and wasted no time in shoving his fingers deep inside. He wriggled his fingers inside, clawing at her walls as he forced his whole fist inside stretching her pussy wide. He used his other hand to try and stretch her further ripping her pussy slightly, just so he could see what his other hand was doing. His finger pushed against her cervix trying to find a way in to her body, unaware that there isn't usually a way into the womb.

Sarah cried in pain now starting to feel the reality of the stress on her body, she looked over at Randy who was now standing at the end of the bed watching closely. "Please doctor Ploughton. I want to complete the abortion treatment. But he's too strong and it hurts so much. I can't take it!"

"Ah I see. Yes this won't do. Please wait just a second." Randy disappeared for a moment returning with a beaker of liquid and helped Sarah to drink it. "Drink this. It's a muscle relaxer. It will ease the pain and make the procedure go much smoother."

With hesitancy in her eyes, Sarah nodded drinking the liquid as she still had strong trust towards the doctor. Randy smiled warmly running his hand over her stomach in a comforting way then returned to the edge of the bed to continue watching. He made sure to not block the camera which was recording every detail of Sarah's pussy treatment.

"Thank you doctor. I feel better already. Please continue Brian... Be gentle..." Her eyes dropped slightly as the effects of the concoction the doctor prepared for her started to kick in. It was a mixture of muscle relaxer, pain numbing, and sleeping pills a special mixture randy prepared so that Brian could continue without hesitation.

Brian was melting with excitement, the pleasure from exploring his dream girl was a spike of pure ecstasy. He clumsily forced his fat finger into her cervix, stretching it open, wiggling his way into her womb. He felt the life growing in her stomach and squeezed it between two fingers, pinching her womb and uterus together. Catching Sarah slipping in and out of consciousness, Brian felt comfortable airing his fantasies. "So this is what a baby feels like. I've always dreamed of making a baby with you."

Sarah's half conscious body was trying to force him out, using all her strength. However, Brian's overwhelming strength and lack of limits enabled him to explore further without concern. "I want to take a sample. I want some of those perfect fertile Indian eggs for myself."

He pushed even further trying to ram his entire fist inside her pussy which was being destroyed from the inside out. He felt a slight tightening around his fingers as her cervix was beginning to rip.

Randy was lost in the moment enjoying the brutal approach Brian was taking but quickly snapped out of it as Sarah's cries of pain echoed around the room. "Now now Brian. We wouldn't want Sarah to need surgery. Would we."

Her womb now housed a baby and his finger right down to the knuckle struggling but successfully keeping out his fist. He followed the doctors request stopping his pursuit into her cervix. He ran his finger over the inside of her womb searching for her fallopian tube. "I need to explore everywhere. Something I can't do from watching tapes." Unable to locate the tiny delicate organ he opted to try and force the eggs into the womb by gripping around one of her ovaries with two fingers, pinching hard around her organs once again.

"Sarah. I'm poking your Ovary now. How does it feel?" His playful motions and clumsy attempt to explore everywhere lead to his frustration as he accidentally pushed too hard crushing one of her ovaries between his two fingers. He felt a snap as his fingers pinched together and started to sweat more with concern. Sarah jolted forward briefly as the pain hit her as if she was punched from the inside out. Her scream was cut short as she was knocked out once more form the torturous feeling. He turned around to face Randy, who laughed lightly with a disinterested expression after hearing a popping sound. "Er.. Did I do something wrong doctor?"

"Well. It's hard to say. But I'm sure it's perfectly fine. I'll have to do a thorough examination at a later date. Yes. I'll have to check her insides in great detail when her abortion is complete..."

Defeated and unsuccessful, he began to pull out his hand with one long, quick, and clumsy motion, his whole hand shot out deep from within her leaving her pussy gaping wide open leaking blood and pussy juice. Sarah had passed out from the pain and liquid she drank writhing around on the bed dropping in and out of consciousness. Brian sniffed his fingers licking the bloody mix of his hand and stared at his dirty fingers. "This hand holds the DNA of my precious Sarah... Mmm it's so beautiful and delicious."

Randy walked over to Brian and slapped him on the back with a light chuckle. "Looks like your treatment was quite the evasive one. However. I think your time has come to the end." He looked at the bleeding mess coming from Sarah's pussy and then at Brian's hand chuckling to himself. "Wow Brian. You made quite the mess with our little Indian princess. I can only imagine what her insides look like."

The numb body of Sarah was motionless from over stimulation and pain as she dropped in and out of consciousness. Unable to make out anything Randy and Brian were talking about.

"Oh. Doctor? Yes. I'm so grateful to have had this opportunity. I'm never going to wash this hand again. But I do wish I could have had intercourse with her..."

"I'm sorry Brian. I wouldn't allow you to have sex with my patient. But that was quite an impressive treatment Mr Palms. I do say I enjoyed your process."

"Ugh um. You did? Did I do a good job helping with her abortion?"

"Absolutely. She'll be back to her care free life in no time. Now help me dress her and take her back to her dorm. It's late now so just tell everyone you were at a party."

"Right. I'll make sure she gets home safely."

The last thing Sarah saw that night was Brian's large hands reaching over her to pick her up before passing out completely.

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