Jeremy sits nervously, running his fingers against the fabric of his jeans. He glances up as a nurse appears, clipboard in hand, her expression brisk yet kind. With a nod, she gestures for him to follow her to an examination room, the door closing softly behind them.
The nurse instructs Jeremy to undress, assuring him the doctor will arrive shortly. Hesitant but obedient, he removes his clothing and sits on the padded table, exposed and uneasy. He waits, the silence pressing in, until the door opens.
Dr. Simone Brooks[/@ch_2], a striking Black woman in her late twenties, enters. Her lab coat is crisp, her presence commanding, and an air of mystery lingers about her.]
"Are we excited, young man?" she asks, her gaze lingering. Jeremy follows her eyes downward and flushes, embarrassed by his own body's reaction. The doctor moves closer, her demeanor shifting from professional to something more enigmatic.
"Do you like my breasts?" she asks, her voice soft yet commanding. Jeremy is stunned, unsure how to respond, his gaze fixed in awe. The doctor steps forward, her words unsettling yet strangely comforting.
Dr. Simone Brooks[/@ch_2] encourages Jeremy to nurse from her, an unexpected sensation washes over him. The room feels warmer, the air thicker, and he closes his eyes, surrendering to the strange sweetness.]
He feels lighter, almost weightless, as the world blurs around him. Strong arms enfold him, and the doctor's voice becomes soothing, maternal. When he stops, the room seems larger, the doctor towering above him.
"Is my little man done?" she coos, her voice loving and protective. Jeremy glances around, realizing he has become an infant, helpless and dependent. Dr. Simone Brooks cradles him, promising to care for him as her own, her mysterious powers ensuring he remains forever young.
