My Bratty Roomie's "Therapeutic Ballbusting Guide" 1/2

"Mr. Jones, please."

I looked up from the random magazine I had picked up in the waiting room, confused. The nurse or doctor calling me from the door leading to the examination room was a pretty brunette not much older than 30. A snow white doctor's coat tightly hugged her impressive curves that instantly caught my attention.

"Ummm... okay..." I mumbled while hesitantly getting up and tossing the magazine back onto the couch table. "I think, there's a misunderstanding."

Actually, I hadn't come to the doctor for myself, but because my flatmate Sally had asked me to go with her. I had no clue why she went, and it wasn't any of my business. But close as we had grown over the past years, I had figured that my presence would give her comfort or so.

"No, there is not. Please come in." The doctor said in a calm but surprisingly firm voice. Her dark, expecting eyes laid on me for another few seconds, before she turned around and stepped back into the examination room.

Hesitantly, I followed her and took the chance to inspect her amazing figure. She looked really fit, without compromising any of the feminine curves that she was blessed with. A pair of white running shoes was followed by a lot of bare leg, until the white coat that probably was a size too small, obstructed the fantastic view from about halfway up her thighs.

I couldn't help but wonder, what she was wearing below, that left her legs uncovered. Given the time of the year and her profession, this dress code seemed inappropriate. Not that I would ever complain... My eyes were pinned on her swaying butt until she stepped behind the large desk and sat down in her chair. Only then did I notice Sally sitting across the doctor and grinning at me. I felt caught and blushed a bit while quickly taking place on the free chair next to Sally.

"Um, yeah... So why am I here, Dr. ..." My eyes wandered down to the name tag that read *Dr. Sandra White*, but I didn't get to speak out the name. Right next to the name tag, I noticed the top four buttons of her coat being open and allowing a stunning view into her cleavage. But most astonishing was the very obvious absence of any piece of clothes below said coat. The gap, not wider than two inches, beautifully exposed nothing but skin and mesmerizing feminine body forms until just below her boobs. Her nipples were fully covered, but visibly bulged out the white, clean cotton.

I just couldn't help it. A rush of overwhelming curiosity and attraction to the mysteriously inappropriate doctor forced my eyes further down, following the fascinating gap in the coat. A button that looked like it was about to pop out and make me lose an eye, held her coat and impressive tits in place.

Below, another button was left free of tension, and a very lucky, wide gap randomly opened on the way to the next button that was hidden under the desk from my perspective. Just in the center of that gap, her bare belly button was visible. Below that, at least two inches of equally bare, smooth skin followed, until the edge of the desk prohibited any further exploration.

My fantasies instantly went wild with imagining what I would be able to see if I bent down and looked under the desk. It was Friday night, and I hadn't gotten the chance to jerk off for nearly the whole week. I was not prepared for this overwhelming, sexy display.

All I had been able to think about today, was when I would be able to get back into my room to finally cum. Until then, it really didn't take much to get me off. And now *this*! I swallowed and shifted in my chair while secretly tugging the training pants in my crotch to navigate my growing erection somewhere, it wouldn't be too visible. All I could think about was unwrapping the stunning woman like a Christmas present.

"*Heeyyy!* Dan!" I woke up from my trance when Sally snapped her fingers right in front of my face.

"Um... yeah?" Mostly from the awkward silence, I realized that the two had been talking the whole time and I had just been asked a question. The heat in my face indicated that I turned red like a lobster. "Excuse me?"

"How long have you been having these symptoms?" Dr. White's eyes were locked on mine. They had been trained to make observations and made me feel incredibly exposed.

"Sorry, which symptoms...? Why are we even... about me...? I didn't...?" I was absolutely lost.

"*These* symptoms, silly." Sally chuckled, visibly entertained by my desperate situation. Demonstratively rolling her eyes, she repeated what the doctor probably had stated before. "Heat rushes, inability to focus, sudden drops in intellectual capacity, constant erections, insatiable sex drive, overwhelm in the face of female bodies in daily life..."

"I... What the f..." Somewhere along that list, I felt like being run over by a truck. As hard as I tried to generate any useful output from my brain, I was quite literally stunned in this situation. My eyes darted back and forth between my close friend and that half-nude doctor. The latter radiated a kind of authority that I wasn't able to deal with. Especially not with her boobs about to tear that poor button off and launch it into space. "Is this some kind of joke, Sally?"

"Is this some kind of joke to you, *Dan*?" she returned the phrase with an intensity in her voice that clearly didn't match the jeering grin that I exactly knew from her. "I am only trying to help you!"

"I think, there is little benefit from talking, once a certain stage of denial is reached." Dr. White calmly said to Sally. "You said that there are two more women in your household that would confirm your observations?"

"Yes, exactly. We're all just tits and ass to him. He doesn't even bother hiding his boner from us." Sally absolutely crushed me.

"That is not..." I tried to contradict her, but actually she wasn't *really* wrong. It was just out of context.

Louise, Ann, Sally and I had been flatmates for almost three years, since we had all started college. Despite not ever having an actual romantic relationship with any of them, our interactions had over time become more and more loaded with at least near-sexual implications and interactions. We had just become comfortable with each other and our bodies in a way, that we often pushed the boundaries of friendship.

But all of the girls were as guilty of that as I was, only more lucky in terms of how their bodies showed it. This was clearly some kind of joke or prank, and I actually began being a bit angry with Sally.

"Don't worry, there are some very promising treatments for this condition. Could you please stand up, Mr. Jones?" Without notice, Dr. White stood up and allowed me a second to gape at the lower gap in her coat that swiftly closed as its front stretched. I was actually able to briefly glance at more smooth, bare skin, some way below where her pubic hair should've started.

Slowly, I rose from my chair, painfully realizing how little my cock had softened from the recent panic. If any, the nervousness had made my boner even harder. For a second, I thought about sitting back down and refusing to stand up, but it was too late anyway.

"Now please take your clothes off." The sexy doctor commanded while positioning herself in the center of the room, placing both hands on her hips. I gasped quietly. My first intuition was that this was never going to happen. But to be honest, the authority that the woman radiated in her tone and body language, struck some nerve.

Also, her questionably incomplete outfit and what it had *erected* in me, made me wonder, if I might actually get to like where this was going. There was also Sally, but we had seen each other nude a couple of times when we went skinny dipping. But it had always been mostly dark. I swallowed audibly, while the two women stared at me in expectation.

"Please, Mr. Jones. I will not be able to examine and help you like this. Take off your clothes!" The strictness in her voice triggered such strange and overwhelming excitement. That famous doctor or nurse fantasy actually worked on me. Maybe only because I hadn't had a single chance to jerk off in days. My cock and balls throbbed as if they were vibrating in the presence of the naughty doctor. I silently cursed myself when I realized that my body had decided to obey and slowly strip, piece by piece.

"Everything!" Dr. White said in the exact same professional, strict tone when I hesitated for a second, down to nothing but my loose boxers. I sighted, and once again obeyed. My erection was so hard, I hadn't been able to really hide it at any stage of my *examination*, anyway. Finally, it popped into the open, embracing whatever wicked game I was being introduced to. For a moment, it felt strangely satisfying to have the full attention of the women. But Dr. White left me no time to adapt to my exposed state. "Can you confirm that you are currently having an erection?"

"I... I..." I just couldn't say it: '... didn't have the chance to jerk off in three days because *someone* currently present had decided to fall asleep on my couch *every night* this week... before I walked in here to watch these stunning bare tits of my doctor trying to escape from captivity'. I really couldn't say any of it. Instead, I evaded the two women's glance by looking at the floor and mumbled "I can confirm..."

"And do you think that this is appropriate behavior during a medical examination by a female doctor?"

I silently shook my head. If this was not the beginning of a materialized porn clip, it surely was the most humiliating moment of my life.

"Glad to see that the denial hasn't progressed too far. I think, chances are good for a quick recovery." Dr. White said almost cheerfully - at least given the range of emotions that she had so far displayed. "I will now demonstrate how to immediately address the regularly occurring symptoms. Mr. Jones, please face Mrs. Jackson and bend over slightly in your hip."

By now, I was in a stage of silent obedience. Since I didn't see any escape from here at this point, my best shot was to get it over with quickly - and most likely spank that jeering grin out of Sally as soon as we got home and she had gotten her laugh out of it. Awkwardly, I turned to my side to face Sally, who had moved her chair around to enjoy the show. My cock was pointing right at her, so I gladly bent over as requested, taking it out of her face.

Through my slightly opened legs, I saw Dr. White's bare feet stepping behind me. Strange, I thought, hadn't she been wearing shoes before?

"There are various effective techniques to achieve a quick suppression of the most acute symptoms. I, personally, favor the more *classic* ones." The faint sound of metal buttons detaching one by one caught my attention. By bending over a bit deeper, I was able to glance past my rock-hard cock and balls, maddeningly throbbing from the smallest sign of potential relief. Button by button, the lower part of my examiner's coat opened and gave way to more and more bare skin at her inner thighs.

When she got to where her thighs met, I had to bend down quite deeply to see past my own crotch. But the uncertainty, if she *actually* wasn't even wearing panties, was too much for me to bear for another second. Absolutely stunned, I watched her hairless, beautiful pussy being exposed, as the young doctor with the curves of a goddess opened the last, most hard-working button and the coat swung open like a curtain.

I was so stunned, I didn't even realize that she lifted her right foot off the ground and swung her leg back, making use of the freedom that the open coat gave her. Even if I did, all I could process was how her sexy thighs slightly opened to give way to an even better view at the mesmerizing spot in between.

Out of a sudden, the muscles on her thigh tensed and her foot shot into my field of view. In the blink of an eye, it accurately crashed into my demanding, unsuspecting balls. The loud *clap* from the top of her bare foot smashing into my much more vulnerable sexual organs was instantly followed by a near-identical *clap* of my hard cock slapping against my belly.

Deeply bent over, my balls perfectly absorbed the full blow as they got flattened against my pelvis. Watching the naughty doctor's naked lower half deliver such a rough, well-aimed snap kick into my bare nuts was the most painful thing I ever observed. The swiftness of her foot withdrawing, fully ignorant to what it had just effortlessly inflicted, made the image even worse.

Unfortunately, the moment of surprise and presentiment was short-lived. With such overwhelming power, the agony and sexual defeat took me down and transformed me into a desperate, sobbing pile of misery rocking back and forth on the bright tiles.

"Oouuuugggghhhh... my *balls*... my fucking balls..." It was a relief to feel them intact, but the amount of pain that these little orbs radiated all across my guts was crushing. And the desperation that resulted from getting quite the opposite of the relief I was craving for, made it even worse.

As if she wanted to mock me with her amazing, feminine body, Dr. White stepped right into my field of view, the coat still widely opened and exposing her in full frontal nudity. As much as I had been dreaming of catching a glance at her bare boobs, I couldn't handle all that female superiority and sexual power. Sobbing quietly, I turned my head and pressed my forehead against the floor.

"As you can see, nearly all the symptoms are now strongly suppressed. He doesn't exhibit an obvious interest in female bodies, and his erection has mostly retracted." I felt a finger tap against my cock that - mostly soft - laid against my hip, outside the security of my palms carefully cupping my balls. I winced and turned over onto my stomach.

"Fascinating!" I heard Sally press out, clearly at the edge of blurting out in laughter.

"It's totally fine to laugh." Dr. White commented on the obvious observation. "It is very natural for women to laugh at the effects of the unforeseen stimulation of male testicles. The benefits of such techniques should, and generally do apply to both sexes."

"Okay sure." Sally somehow still tried to hold back her giggle. Maybe that brat actually felt some sympathy for me. "Could you please also give me some more details about the... treatment?"

"Yes, of course. There are some more long-term therapeutic approaches that I'd also like to give you some information about. You, Mr. Jones, can get dressed and sit back up as soon as you're ready. We are almost done here."

Leaving me naked on the floor, the doctor whirled around and closed every single button of her coat on the way back to her chair. Despite the relentless waves of pain, I felt some remorse for not making use of every second that I had been allowed to look at her in the nude.

When she sat down, I caught a very last glance up the coat, right at her bare pussy. Then, she threw one leg over the other and began rapidly typing on her keyboard.

 

"Are you... *fucking*... kidding me?" I hissed, as soon as we had walked half a block away from the mean doctor's office. The blonde brat that had tricked me into this wore a jeans so tight that I couldn't resist slapping her butt right there on the street.

"Ouch! Careful, *boy*!" With one hand, Sally held up the notes she had gotten from the doctor. I could've snatched them off her hand, but her other hand that simultaneously formed a fist and was threatfully swung in a trajectory towards my groin, made me instinctively bend over and clutch my aching balls with both hands. My over-reaction to her threat was instantly commented by a superior giggle. "If you touch my butt again, I may have to treat your pretty balls with some *unforeseen stimulation*."

"You wouldn't dare!" I tried my best to overcome the strong fear, I felt from standing upright close to the girl, and appear intimidating. I really couldn't allow her to get used to this! Sally just laughed in response and continued hurrying home. She clearly couldn't wait to deliver the documents of her victory to Ann and Louise.

Only thinking about having all three girls together made me anxious. Their amazing, unbound sexual energy that I had always gotten to relish, and the lack of boundaries between us, had suddenly obtained a terrible flaw.

Also, my horny state that had gotten me into this mess initially, actually appeared to have increased since the beginning of my *examination*. Due to the dull ache and sheer weight of my swollen balls, and the image of my tormentor's stunning nude body fresh in memory, my thoughts just kept orbiting around all the things that could very easily get me hard.

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1f1yrj7/my_bratty_roomies_therapeutic_ballbusting_guide_22/