Fur-Tility Clinic Ch. 01

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.

But to Dara's mild surprise, Sanjay's 'happy' expression didn't remain for long, in fact the next moment she could see his face become visibly more dour. "I'm sorry Dara, but I didn't come here just to discuss that. I actually had an unpleasant request to ask you."

Dara's expression fell to match her boss, but she didn't interrupt and just waited for him to continue.

"We've had another... interspecies couple come in requesting a consultation." Sanjay informed the woman with plenty of agitation clear in his voice.

"Oh, great..." Dara replied with an equally annoyed sigh.

While both Doctors felt very strongly in their clinic's mission of helping couples that were struggling to conceive, the two also strongly felt that mission should be aimed specifically at human couples. Solely human, that was. And for the most part that was the majority of clientele that came to them, but every once in a blue moon an interspecies couple, as in a human and one of the various Animal peoples, would attempt to request their services.

Those sorts always made both Dara and Sanjay very uncomfortable, as they both had a particular bias against those sorts of relationships. Admittedly Sanjay, being both of the older generation and having actually grown up in India proper, had a much stronger outright dislike of Beast people in general. He'd even gone so far as to describe to Dara and the other staff on numerous occasions just how 'feral' and 'animalistic' they could truly act at the worst of times, and Dara didn't doubt that he'd likely seen much worse things in India than she ever had growing up Stateside.

Since the woman herself had been born and raised in America and had definitely not had near so many personal bad experiences, she didn't hold quite as strong a distaste for the Beast races in general as her boss did. However, like Sanjay she was adamantly opposed to interspecies relationships, or at least opposed to their clinic supporting such unions. The main difference was that while Sanjay was old-school prejudiced, Dara didn't exactly hate Beastmen, she was simply of the mind that Beasts were Beasts and humans were humans, and that they shouldn't be intermixing, and frankly didn't believe that the differing Beast species should either.

As far as Dara was concerned, true love was meant to be found amongst one's own kind, which occasionally made working at a fertility clinic particularly awkward for her. Simply put, the idea that a human and an Animal could not only want to have sex with one another, but actually desire to and be able to successfully create a child together was downright abhorrent to her, as it was to Sanjay.

Nevertheless, although Sanjay understood that he had every legal right as a business to deny service where a patient's life was not threatened, he was certainly aware that those sorts of views were not looked on kindly by society, and making too much of a fuss could easily land a massive boycott against the clinic, so he typically tried to settle for quietly 'discouraging' such couples from coming to them. However when they did actually need to explain to someone that they wouldn't be helping, Sanjay usually left that task to Dara, knowing she was much better at the diplomatic approach then he could ever be.

"They're currently waiting in the lobby. Would you please meet with the two and explain our stance." Sanjay spoke to Dara, and though it was framed as a request the girl knew it may as well have been a direct order.

"Yeah Sanjay. I'll call Kerry and tell her to send them in here in ten." Dara could only dejectedly accept the order.

The older doctor just wordlessly nodded before turning to leave her office. Dara took the moment alone to grumble in frustration as tried to gather her nerves. This wasn't the first time she'd been tasked to turn away an interspecies couple, and it likely wouldn't be the last. And while she understood she was far better at remaining composed and hiding her loathing than Sanjay could be, it was one of the worst aspects of her job.

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Just about fifteen minutes later Dara sat in her office, doing her best to hide her grimace behind as neutral a face as she could maintain while the interspecies couple sat right on the opposite side of her desk. Introductions had been brief after Dara invited the two to take a seat, but now just keeping her eyes from turning blatantly judgmental was a challenge in and of itself, as the Doctor was never comfortable when faced with the stark difference between a Beast and a human that were together.

The couple in question today was composed of a massive Bernese Mountain Dog and the shameless human woman accompanying him; Bertram and Sunny, as Dara had learned. The prejudiced Doctor was finding it hard enough to just start the conversation as she couldn't stop from sizing up, quite literally, the hysterically contrasting couple.

Bertram was a rather imposing figure, a real mountain of a Canine that towered over both his partner and certainly Dara herself. Densely built, the big Mountain Dog looked more than twice as broad at the shoulders as the rather petite woman clinging so disgustingly close to his side. That said, even Dara couldn't help but find it funny how his (what should have been) menacing stature was at odds with his incredibly fluffy black, brown and white fur, on top of the too-friendly, almost goofy expression he wore.

Sunny already appeared to be a small woman to start, and looked practically like a doll when sized against the huge Beast she leaned so heavily into. Maybe five-foot-five if Dara was being generous and slender as an Olympic sprinter, though still impressively sporting close to c-cup breasts. She had a head of dirty blonde hair that she kept tied back in a messy bun, as though she'd just been doing something laborious and barely had time to put herself together (and Dara didn't want to think too much more about that.) The good Doctor didn't think the girl to be any older than twenty-five, if that, and certainly younger than she usually liked to see her patients (even when they weren't in the company of Animals). And despite what Dara's own bias would have her expect of a woman in this position, Sunny herself looked even brighter than her namesake as she beamed back towards the Doctor.

But there was one feature of Sunny's that Dara just couldn't ignore, that she couldn't help but keep glancing at even as the scowl she was fighting threatened more and more to break out. Though she was otherwise dressed as a girl of her age should be expected, Sunny wore one peculiar and very eye-catching accessory; a thick, leather dog-collar with a silver heart-shaped tag that read in big, bold letters, "Bertram's Bitch."

"So, Betram, Sunny..." Dara broached uncertainly as the two just smiled back hopefully at her. "...What brings you two in here today?"

"Well Doctor, my hubby and I have been trying for a baby for a while now, but we're just having a lot of trouble actually getting it to stick. We looked into this place a bit online and were mainly wondering if there were any treatment options we could start looking into." Sunny was first to speak in an incredibly cheery disposition.

Dara hid it well, but inwardly she had to scoff at the woman's words, wondering just how any human woman in her right mind could find such a Beast like this attractive in the least. Especially one like Bertram, who looked so big and furry, downright savage.

But Sunny took no notice of the Doctor, as her eyes were totally locked on the Mountain Dog beside her, squeezing her hands tight around his big, furry arm, stroking it lovingly as she started at him in total adoration. "I just want to have his Puppies so bad."

Dara practically gagged at that line, unable to help but think this woman had absolutely no self-respect, so shamelessly showing her lust, her desire for this Animal like it was a completely natural thing. Still, as much as it unnerved her she had a façade to keep up for at least a little longer, so she steeled herself as best as she could.

"Right then...uh, would you mind telling me exactly how you're together? I mean, are you married, cohabiting, or what?" The Doctor awkwardly started to broach.

The couple chuckled at that question as Bertram took his arm out of Sunny's grip just so he could possessively wrap the whole thing around her shoulders.

"We're married, Sunny is my wife." The Dog stated simply, if a tiny bit proud.

Sunny hummed thoughtfully at that, looking down and playing with her collar.

"Though to be honest, I much more prefer to think of myself as his 'Slave-Wife.'" The woman purred, putting a lot of emphasis on those last words as she stared longingly at the Mountain Dog. Bertram seemed just as pleased by that, and gave her an approving look in return.

Dara could feel her chest lurch strangely at what Sunny had just said, at her insistence behind those words. She was shocked by how powerful a hold the Beastman clearly had on this poor woman's weak mind and heart, to have her acting so giddily as she debased herself like that. But as easily as she could've succumbed to nausea right then, Dara knew she still had to move things forward so she could just get the two out of her clinic.

"Okay... and, if you don't mind me asking, uh, about how long have you been together and... trying for children?"

As if it didn't feel awkward enough for Dara to ask that question, Sunny just had to giggle and Bertram had to laugh even more.

"We've been married almost six months now." Bertram began innocently enough.

But Sunny cut in real quick after that. "But depending on your definition of 'trying for children,' we've been at that pretty much since the moment we met about a year ago." The entranced girl added, sounding as mischievous as she was satisfied with herself.

Dara's face barely twitched, but inside her head she was screaming how disgusting that was, to make a joke about an entire year spent by this blasphemous couple mating like wild Animals! Now the Doctor was even starting to get the horrible image stuck in her own head, picturing this mindless whore spreading her legs and grinning ear to ear as this feral Beast she called a husband mounted her like a bitch in heat! It was on the verge of unbearable!

And it was only at that point that Dara suddenly realized how hard her heart was racing, and she may have even had a bead of sweat starting to form on her forehead. She couldn't understand why she was struggling so hard to keep her cool; she'd had similar conversations with similar couples before but never come so close to fraying as she was right now. Something was different this time, and it may have simply been the fact that Sunny was even more shameless and disgustingly forward than former women had been, but it wasn't just that, Dara herself was feeling different. She'd never felt such a strange warmth crawling up her neck and spreading over her cheeks like she did right now, and the shock only grew as she realized it was a blush coming over her!

She had no idea how much she showed on her face, but the Doctor mentally slapped herself to regain her composure. Whatever thoughts were about to start racing through her head, she had to focus on the here and now, and no matter what that meant she needed to get Bertram and Sunny out of her office and out of her mind ASAP.

"Listen, Bertram, Sunny..." Dara tried to start as diplomatically as possible. "While you two do seem to be quite... 'devoted' to each other, I'm sorry to inform you our clinic simply cannot help you with fertility treatment."

At once the couples' faces started to fall from the glee they'd had just a moment ago.

"What exactly do you mean?" Sunny asked, the brightness in her voice fading fast.

Dara's nervousness just kept growing as the woman's eyes turned from such jubilance to mounting despair. "As a policy, our clinic dos not promote human-Beast interspecies relationships, and so cannot assist in the... breeding of such a couple." As hard as it was becoming for her to close this conversation, Dara couldn't help but linger for just a second and wonder why she'd chosen that word specifically.

But as the two finally understood exactly what it was Dara was saying they were visibly crushed. But while Bertram appeared saddened enough Sunny was downright distraught, bordering on hysteric.

"Y-You're really just gonna turn us away, just like that?" Bertram asked, more pleading than anything really, and even Dara was starting to feel a bit painful having to look into his big, sorrow-filled eyes.

But Sunny was clearly even more upset, tears already starting to well in her own flashing eyes.

"Why does a policy even matter? We love each other, no matter what anyone else thinks about our relationship! Don't we deserve to be parents as much as any other couple?" The distressed woman was practically begging now, and Dara felt like she was going to have to rip her own heart out soon if she was going to keep from cracking.

"I-I'm sorry, but unless there was a life-threatening matter involved, this clinic has every legal right to decide who we provide service to." This wasn't the first time she'd had to speak similar words, nor the first time a couple like this had become so enraged over them, but never before had Dara felt so much bile on her tongue just trying to speak them.

The two stared hard at Dara, giving her one last utterly desperate, almost mourning look, but they didn't say another word. Sunny looked like she could've collapsed in her seat, but Bertram just tightened his hold around the frail little woman, wordlessly rising and helping to lift his wif... his 'Slave-Wife.' Sunny despairingly clung to the Canine's arm as they slowly shambled out of the office.