Fur-Tility Clinic Ch. 01
Broadening Horizons, Part 1
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This Story involves human females and Furry males engaging in sexual acts, so be aware if that isn't what you're looking for. I've taken a lot of inspiration from Jay Naylor's works, especially his "The Fall of Little Red Riding Hood" series, as well as E.Z. McCain's "Beastiverse" stories, so you may envision the world of these stories in a similar light. In this world, humans live in conjunction with various Beastman races, among other animals and mythical creatures. However, a curse borne by the ancient Goddess Hera has lived in the hearts of women for millennia, making them crave for Beast Cock and sex with Beastmen, Animals, and Monsters.
This story directly references events and characters from my previous story "Savage Mythology; The Betrayal of Hera," and while I would certainly encourage new readers to review that story for more context, it is not at all necessary to understand this story.
In this chapter, a Doctor working at a fertility clinic is forced to overcome her prejudices against interspecies relationships, and discover how incredible it actually is for a woman to make love with a Beastman.
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In a comfortable medical examination room inside a small health clinic, a young and expectant couple waited patiently as a lab coat-clad woman just a little older than them rifled through some papers on a clipboard. They hadn't been waiting all that long, though, and soon enough the Doctor peered up past the forms to give the two a soothing smile.
"Your blood work's come back just fine. You shouldn't run into any problems as you approach your due date." The Doctor spoke in a reserved happiness.
Even though they really had no reason to expect any problems, the couple still breathed out a sigh of relief and returned the Doctor's news with a pair of sincerely grateful smiles. Michael and Becca were very soon to be first time parents, Becca pregnant with their first child and very near to completion at that, well into her third trimester.
"Good, that's so good to hear Doctor." Michael offered, the relief still obvious in his voice.
"Do you think you'll need to run any more tests or anything before I go into labor?" Becca then asked.
"I don't think so. Unless you feel like there's any problems or concerns I should know about, you should be fine until then." The Doctor reassured them as professionally as ever.
The three spent a few more minutes in the exam room together, the Doctor walking the couple though the steps they should expect to undertake as Becca approached her due date, but any air of apprehension was light at that moment, and totally eclipsed by the sheer happiness radiating off the soon-to-be parents. And their smiles only made it all the easier for the Doctor to share her own delight; this was absolutely her favorite part about her job, seeing the joy on someone's face when they knew they'd soon be having children.
Doctor Dara Tility was one of the lead obstetricians at her practice, a small privately owned and operated fertility clinic called Sur-Tility OB/GYN Practices. She was the second most senior doctor, answering only to the clinic's owner and chief physician, and it was a testament to her crucial role at the clinic that her name made up half the title of their business.
And at only twenty-nine years old, that was a fact she was remarkably proud of, to say nothing of her family. Being of half-Indian descent on her mother's side, Dara's family had always had high expectations of her, but always made it plenty clear just how proud they were of her when she exceeded those expectations.
It also didn't hurt that the owner of the clinic she now worked at was some kind of fourth or fifth degree family friend, but even if that had had a tiny hand in getting her foot in the door she had more than proved her worth in the years since she'd started. Not to say she wasn't grateful, because she in fact loved working at the clinic.
Though technically an all-around OB/GYN practice, the Sur-Tility clinic primarily focused on family planning, particularly in regards to fertility treatment and helping couples to conceive. This was the aspect that Dara was so personally proud of. She didn't have any children of her own, and she was far from being in a long-term relationship, but even so just being able to help other women be able to achieve motherhood gave the Doctor a tremendous feeling of accomplishment. The gratitude that always showed on her patients' faces was definitely a reward in and of itself.
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A couple of hours later Dara was in her personal office reviewing some patient files for tomorrow's appointments. A brief, almost curt knocking came from her door just a moment before it swiftly opened. Such was the way her boss always entered her office, but Dara had long since stopped seeing that as an actually rude behavior.
"Hey Sanjay!" Dara greeted with a pleasant smile as the frail-looking older gentleman let himself into her office and shut the door behind him.
"Dara." He replied, polite enough if a little unemotional.
Doctor Sanjay Sur was the owner, director, and chief physician of the clinic, and obviously the other half to Sur-Tility Clinic's name. A man of full Indian ancestry and somehow known to her family (though the threads were too jumbled for Dara to ever remember exactly how), Sanjay was a good deal older than his much young colleague, perhaps just a few years shy of her own grandparents. The classic no-nonsense sort, nevertheless he'd given Dara her first big break in the field and had come to put a tremendous deal of trust in her, a fact she'd never forgotten or taken lightly.
"How did the Kennedy's treatment go? I know things were pretty iffy with those two." Dara started, inquiring about a patient who they'd been having some difficulty treating recently.
"The most recent round of hormone treatments were a success. I got to deliver that news to them this morning." Sanjay replied, not exactly smiling but looking as proud as Dara knew he could.
"Oh that's wonderful news!" The younger woman was genuinely happy to hear.
