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This story does not in any way shape or form condone the use of
material as described in this story. A story is only a story. You
don't certainly think that reading influences behavior the way
movies and television do, do you? :)

DENTIST'S CHAIR  Chapter Three "Heidi, Heidi, Heidi, High"
	It was nearly ten o'clock as Dr. Walters started to open up
his shop. Yesterday had been fairly busy, a few businessmen came
in for cleanings and an older woman came in to adjust her
dentures. He was tired and a little disappointed since there were no
"fun" customers all day. Denise, his secretary was still out of town
and wouldn't be back for a while. He started to think that he might
be needing a temporary secretary and picked up his phone to place
and ad in the paper.
	As he picked up the phone, there was a soft knock on the
door. He put the phone down and sighed. God, no more cleanings,
he thought to himself. He opened the door and saw a quite a sight.
The woman wore a wool green sweater over a short red velvet
dress that ended just above her kness, gray cotton leggins, and a
pair of heavy black boots. Dr. Walters recognized it as the "grunge
look". 
	"Courtney Love I presume?" he said with a smile.
	"Um....what?" the girl said.
	Dr. Walters shook his head. "Never mind, can I help you
with something?"
	The girl walked inside and Dr. Walters got a whiff of
cigarette smoke coming from her mussed red hair. It was a dye job
for sure. Not a natural red. But it did accent her green eyes.
	"My tooth hurts," she said.
	"Well, you've come to the right place," the doctor said.
"What's your name?"
	"Heidi. Heidi McClendon. So, you gonna help me or not?"
	Dr. Walters was taken a bit aback by her. She was crass
and undefined, but like a diamond in the rough. She was beautiful
underneath the garish makeup job and the ratted clothes. "Sure, he
said. Have a seat."
	He lead her into the room and had her sit in the black chair.
He started washing his hands and preparing his equipment when
Heidi got out of the chair and walked over to him.
	"Is this gonna hurt or something? Because you know, I can't
handle the pain."
	"Well, let me take a look at you and I'll let you know what I
have to do."
	She sat back down on the chair and let her belongings
down beside her. Dr. Walters examined her teeth thoroughly,
checking her molars, bicuspids. Her mouth smelled of cigarette
smoke so Dr. Walters put on his mask.
	"Let me give you a cleaning first and then I'll start working
on your cavity, okay?"
	"Will it hurt?"
	"It might," he said. "But I can give you something for the
pain, but it may keep you here much longer. I'll have to wait for the
anesthesia to wear off completely."
	Heidi sighed. "It's okay. I don't have anywhere to be later."
	Dr. Walters smiled underneath his mask. "Okay, just sit
back and relax. 
	Heidi relaxed a bit as Dr. Walters put the gas mask over her
nose and mouth. She took a few deep breaths and her eyes began
to droop. 
	"H..Hey, I....I don't....know a....about this..." she said
dreamily.
	"This is supposed to put you to sleep, Heidi. Don't worry."
	"O....okay..." she said as her mascara dolloped eyes
continued to droop and finally closed.
	Dr. Walters removed the gas mask and began working on
Heidi's teeth.

	He cleaned her teeth throughly after fixing her cavity. The
stench of her breath nearly leveled him. He recognized the smell of
marijuana on her breath from his college days. I guess it's back in,
he thought to himself. I wonder if she has any? He cleaned her
teeth until they shined. The yellow stain now gone.
	He removed his mask and reached for her bag. I could use a
puff, he thought. He found a small plastic bag with a few joints in
it. He opened it, snuck two into his lab coat, and put the others
back inside. 
	Dr. Walters stood up to stretch. He looked down on his
sleeping young patient and noticed how beautiful she really was.
Her makeup was a little heavy around the eyes, but otherwise she
was lovely. Her skin was smooth and free from any blemishes. Her
lips were red and full. He leaned over and gave Heidi a small kiss
on the lips, tasting the lipstick on his lips as he drew back. He
suddenly had an idea. He was going to create a new Heidi, just for
him.
	He took photographs of her unconcious from from every
angle so that he would have a reference to go to when it was time
to awaken her. He finished the Polaroid cartridge and got out his
bag of goodies. It was a mixed bag of women's clothing, makeup
and hair kits he had taken from his female patients throughout the
years. Denise had a closet full of clothes in the outside closet.
Something she did because she spent most of her day at work and
didn't want to have to go home to change.
	Dr. Walters prepared a syringe for Heidi that would insure
her unconciousness for at least another eight hours. He injected it
into her arm. Heidi stirred slightly, but slipped back quietly into
unconciousness. He brought out a few clothes from Denise's closet,
some causal, some dressy, some elegant. He turned off the lights in
the outer office, locked the door, and put the CLOSED sign in the
window. He did not want to be disturbed. 
	He went back inside and checked Heidi's breathing and
pulse rate. They were both a bit shallow, but not enough to warrant
any concern. Dr. Walters lifted Heidi off the dentist's chair and lay
her down on the bed on the opposite side of the room, letting her
legs dangle off the end. He spread her arms apart and removed her
green sweater. He then moved down to her huge black boots and
began the task of unlacing them. When they were loose enough, he
pulled them off and got a whiff of her feet. They had a slightly
sweaty smell to them. He reached under her dress for the tops of
the leggings and worked them down her thighs, past her knees, and
finally off her feet, exposing them. They were pale under the
lights, but smooth as porcelain. Her toes were painted with a light
pink color, they were almost unnoticable. Dr. Walters felt that
familiar urge stirring in his cock as her pulled the strapps of Heidi's
dress down her arms, past her braless chest, and finally down her
legs until she was left lying on the bed with only a pair of white
skimpy panties covering her. Heidi's body was as lovely as he
thought it might be. Her breasts were the size of grapefruits with
1.5 inch wide aurolae atop them. Her nipples were soft and
unerected. She was outcold. 
	Dr. Walters could hardly contain himself as he stared up
and down her pale but magnificent body! He toyed with her gaping
mouth, letting his finger linger inside and then licking his finger
clean, tasting the saliva of a mouth he had just given his best
cleaning.  He ran his fingers up and down her chest, grasping each
of her breasts and giving them a squeeze. He ran his thumbs across
her nipples, seeing if they would respond. They didn't. The drugs
were doing their job. He moved his hands down her sides to her
waist where he slid his fingers underneath the waistline and slowly
peeled her panties down her legs and finally off her completely.
	A small triangle of brown was all there was of her pubic
hair. Heidi had obviously shaped it for bikini purposes. Dr. Walters
removed all his clothing and strapped on a condom. He wanted a
release of all his excitement and tension before he began playing
with her. He took hold of Heidi's pale ankles and rested her legs on
his shoulders, giving him easier access to her. He slid his
lubricated cock inside of her slowly at first to see if there was
going to be any immediate resistance. When there wasn't, he began
thrusting himself forward.
	He looked down at Heidi's peaceful face, watching her
head nod up and down with every stroke. Her mouth gaping and
closing, gaping and closing. He looked down at her grapefruit
sized breasts rippled as he pounded harder and harder, faster and
faster. Heidi's body was moving so far up and down that her head
started to hit the wall in back of the bed. He lessened his thrust, but
not his speed as he pulled out, ripped the condom off and shot his
load all over her. Some of it landing in her gaping mouth, but most
of it left a trail on her belly and breasts. He would have to clean
her up, but then he could begin his fun...




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