Corruption! The Futanari Female Doctor!
Knock. Knock. Knock.
"Come in."
Creak— The door swung open, and a woman in the early stages of pregnancy stepped inside.
"H-Hello! Director!"
Unlike other patients, she bowed deeply right away, greeting with utmost politeness.
"No need to bow like that when you're pregnant. And since you're here as a patient, not a nurse, just relax."
Sena's words were meant for Park Ara, the pregnant woman, but her perpetually expressionless face made it hard to sense the consideration.
"Come over here and have a seat."
As Ara hesitated, Sena unfolded the delivery chair and gestured.
Whoosh.
"Um... Director, I'm sorry."
Ara sat on the chair and bowed her head again, apologizing to Sena.
"...For what?"
"You told me not to wear skirts, but I did it anyway... And when I quit the hospital, I didn't even say anything..."
"That was definitely your fault, Park Ara."
"..."
Ara's face darkened as she hung her head at Sena's response.
"But I was at fault too."
"Huh?"
"If it hadn't been for my personal issues, whether the nurses wore pants or skirts wouldn't have mattered at all... And after scolding you, Nurse Park Ara, I avoided you without any further explanation, right...?"
Sena continued, recalling the past incident while looking at Ara.
Yes, Sena had deliberately avoided Ara.
*If I run into Park Ara again... I might lose control and masturbate again...!*
Just once, bumping into her had swept Sena away in lust, making her lose her reason and masturbate. For someone who had suppressed her sexual urges for a whole year, it was a shocking event. So she'd gone out of her way to avoid crossing paths with Park Ara in the hospital.
"The director avoiding a subordinate nurse must have been a huge burden for you. And though I only said it out of concern, I unnecessarily asked if you were pregnant, hurting you... You quit because of me, didn't you?"
Sena asked cautiously.
"N-No! Director, I quit because I got pregnant and for other reasons... Anyway, it wasn't because of you!"
Ara frantically explained, waving her hands in panic.
"I see. That's a relief, then."
Sena smiled at Ara's reaction.
"Anyway, consultation time is limited, so... shall we get started?"
"Y-Yes!"
"But there's no specific diagnosis noted? The paperwork says you'll tell me directly."
Sena flipped through the patient details sent by Nurse Da Jeong and asked.
"Um... I know it's hard to believe, but I gave birth after just three months."
"Hm...?"
"This is my second child now, but the baby's growing too fast..."
"..."
At Ara's words, Sena furrowed her brow between her eyes, lost in thought.
As an obstetrician-gynecologist, it was basic common knowledge: babies are born after about ten months, give or take, between nine and eleven months at most—that's nature's way.
"Could you explain in more detail?"
Unless the baby was some alien or animal, giving birth in three months was medically impossible. But Ara's serious expression and tone didn't seem like a joke, so Sena pressed for details.
"Well..."
Ara then confessed everything to Sena: the timing of her first sexual experience (as told by Ayoung), giving natural birth to her daughter Ari after three months, and now being pregnant with her second child, nicknamed Somang, due to ongoing sexual activity.
*Giving birth in three months? I can't believe it... But the difference between her full-term belly three months ago and now is clear. Hmm... There's also the possibility the womb is empty.*
It would be horrific for Ara and Ayoung's couple, but rather than the baby fully developing and being born in three months, Sena leaned toward the idea that a miscarriage or abortion had reduced the belly size.
"Let's start with an ultrasound, then."
Sena wanted to confirm first if there was a baby in Ara's belly or not.
Bzzz—
*There's... a baby...!*
Surprisingly, the screen showed a fetus at what looked like three months' growth.
Ara had already had a full-term belly even before quitting as a nurse, so if there was a baby, it should be massively developed or miscarried entirely. Yet here was a three-month fetus...
*She already gave birth to the first and is pregnant with the second... Could it really be true?*
"Hah... If this is real, it'll turn the medical world upside down."
Sena muttered in disbelief, exhaling sharply. She told Ara "one moment" and quickly stood from her seat, heading to the back table.
Click!
She opened the box-like bag she always carried, filled with special medical tools and reagents from her mansion—just like Jang Ilhu, Sena prepared her self-made tools and chemicals for specific situations.
Whoosh.
She grabbed a few reagents and tools from inside.
"This is too unbelievable, so as you know from being a nurse, Park Ara, we need precise tests. Let's start with blood work and a few others."
"P-Please, Doctor."
Sena gave a reassuring smile to the tense Ara, then began with blood extraction, followed by vaginal exam and hormone tests—everything.
*I won't lose control again...*
She flinched at the sight of Ara's stunningly pretty vulva during the process, but...
Shoooo—
The intense male pheromone deeply marked on Ara's crotch made her unconsciously recognize a strong male mate for the female before her, suppressing her lust.
Clack.
After all the tests...
"I don't think we can learn more from examining the mother right now. We need to inspect the futanarian's penis that caused the pregnancy."
"...My mom?"
"Most futanarian issues stem from the parasitic dick. Could you go tell Nurse Da Jeong to have your mother come in after her urine test, Ara?"
"A-Ah, yes. Sure, Director."
With Ara gone, Sena prepared for Ayoung's examination.
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Creak— The door opened.
Step. Step. Step.
A woman entered the consultation room.
Whoosh—
A typical patient might sit, but this was the mother of a former hospital nurse.
"Hello, ma'am."
"Ah, hello... Doctor."
Sena stood first, bowed politely, and Ayoung smiled softly, hands clasped demurely over her belly in greeting.
"Please have a seat here, ma'am. I'll examine you."
"Yes, thank you..."
Ayoung sat lightly on the delivery chair without leaning back.
"What about my daughter...?"
She worried about Ara first, before herself.
Ayoung's gaze held concern for her daughter—and wife—Ara.
"Your daughter..."
Honestly, no idea. Babies growing in three months? Unheard of, and tests showed no anomalies.
"...She's not in bad shape."
Sena couldn't bring herself to say "I don't know" to Ayoung's worried eyes, so she reassured her for now.
"No major issues with her body?"
"I can't say for sure yet. More precise tests are needed... That's why I called you—the futanarian partner is important too."
"A-Ah, yes!"
Ayoung bowed her head, cheeks flushing hot.
It wasn't excitement from the beautiful Sena examining her. It was shame at having her incestuous act with her daughter—impregnating her—exposed before her daughter's former boss.
*How embarrassing...*
Ara was bold, but Ayoung, still conscious of society's eyes, found it hard to admit impregnating her own daughter.
"Shall we lie back, ma'am?"
"Yes, Doctor."
Ayoung leaned back on the delivery chair as instructed, thighs pressed together, legs extended.
Bulge—
A massive mound rose like a hill at her crotch.
Not erect. Just so heavy and enormous it bulged like something stuffed inside.
*This... needs anesthetic.*
Sena thought, eyeing the lump protruding through Ayoung's crotch fabric.
The anesthetic she recalled was the one Jang Ilhu used on patients—numbing the lower body for rape.
Of course, his version mixed aphrodisiacs, so she wouldn't use it as-is. Sena had refined it, removing the aphrodisiac and reducing potency to lessen patient burden.
"I'll apply a simple anesthetic. Could you lift your chin?"
"A-Ah, yes!"
Now in cream form via injection, Sena applied it under Ayoung's chin.
"Hoo... Hoo... Mm..."
Soon, Ayoung's eyes grew hazy.
"Just relax. I'll wake you if you fall asleep."
"Aah... Yes..."
Sena massaged Ayoung's shoulders reassuringly, then—
Roll—
—drew the small curtain set that came with the delivery chair, blocking Ayoung's view.
*Alright... let's take a look.*
Whoosh...
Sena slowly lifted Ayoung's dress up to her ankles.
Smooth—
Pale, slender calves appeared under the rising fabric.
Twitch—
Above them, soft yet toned thighs revealed themselves.
Swipe!
When she fully lifted to the pelvic area—
Whoosh!
"Nngh?!"
Sena flinched, ducking her head in shock.
Shoooo—
*What... what is this smell...!*
Even as she thought it, Sena wondered if "smell" was the right word.
Thick—
A black boa constrictor thicker than her forearm dangled limply.
Bloooop—
Below, wrinkled black balls big enough to pass for horse or pig supported the massive shaft.
Shoooo—
"Urk...!"
The intense male scent wafting from there.
She'd examined many futanarian pregnant patients and seen plenty of dicks, but this size and smell were on another level.
*Such a gentle face, yet packing a black monster like this down there...*
Sena glanced at the curtain covering Ayoung's upper body, her expression indescribable.
*At least the anesthetic's on.*
One relief: the lower-body numbing anesthetic. She used it for lustful futanarian patients who might erect and rampage.
*No erection possible.*
Jang Ilhu's version was potent—no matter how virile the futanarian, no erections.
Whoosh.
Sena donned a mask, spread Ayoung's legs, and—
Squish—
—lifted the heavy balls with gloved hands.
*What the hell's the weight of these nuts...*
Just one ball felt like holding a water-filled balloon—heavy pressure crushing her hand.
Shoooo...
"Hoo... Urgh..."
*Even with the mask, the smell's piercing through. Gotta finish quick...*
Faced with the black cock filling her vision, Sena hurried her hands.
Poke—Poke—
Using doctorly experience, she found the vulva entrance hidden by the balls, spread it with fingertips, and—
Slide—
—inserted a finger into the moist vaginal hole.
Squeeze!Squeeze!
The strong vaginal pressure gripping her finger.
*A worn-out beast of a cock, yet the pussy's tight like a pubescent girl's?*
Twitch...Twitch...
The pleasurable, inexperienced-feeling texture made Sena feel tension building in her own crotch.
"The prostate's deeper in, huh..."
Usually right behind the vaginal entrance, but even 5cm in, no lump at her fingertip.
*Need to go deeper...*
Shove...
Deeper insertion hit—
Squish!
—a flesh wall blocking the passage completely.
*Cervix...? No, impossible! I've barely inserted one knuckle.*
Squish—Squish—
Pressing the fingertip lump repeatedly, Sena realized.
"No way... this is the prostate!?"
The mass blocking the vagina was the prostate.
No matter how virile the futanarian, a prostate clogging the center like this was a first even for obstetrician Sena.
*I... have to stimulate this. That's how Cowper's fluid comes out.*
Gulp—
Swallowing dryly, Sena wedged her finger under the prostate mass somehow.
Squish—Squish—Squish—
She began flicking her fingertip up and down, stimulating Ayoung's prostate.
*Hurry... give it up quick...*
Visually and olfactorily overwhelmed by the black cock, Sena pleaded inwardly.
Twitch...Twitch...
"Ah...!"
Poke—Poke—Poke—
As Ayoung's cock began trembling, Sena dug into the vagina more fiercely with her finger.
Twitch!Twitch!Twitch!
The shaft convulsed wildly, then—
Creak...!Creak...!
—tilted its head upward.
"Wha—?!"
Creak—!!Throb...!!
From the crotch's center, it rose like rebar.
Throb—Throb—
"...!"
A black shaft like a muscle mass, nearly 40cm long and 20cm girth—
Slither...Slither...
—thick veins writhing ferociously over the oily, rod-like skin.