Patient Privilege
Patient Privilege
by theonehowl
The wolf sat at the end of a bed, the uncomfortable-standard class of beds that private facilities like Olen Private Care has in many of its examining rooms. Jeffery came to this facility for a certain medication he's been wanting since he moved away from home. The current state legalized the medical use of cannabis, and the wolf had a fond liking for the hallucinogenic herb. As he waited for the doctor to come, they always take so long, he tried to imagine the wonderful idea of going in to a shop and purchasing a healthy dose of green cannabis. Then, going home and taking it with many different ways to choose from; blunt, joint, water pipe, air pipe, or even bake it with delicious brownies. The world felt wide open to him. The first thing he wanted to do as soon as he smoked himself stoned was look up some really good porn.
Porn was the best high. He had an affinity for sexual activity while being utterly baked.
Soft music played through ceiling-mounted speakers, sound reverberating dryly against the white walls where medical instruments hung from here and there.
"This takes forever," Jeffery said. He stayed away from hospitals and doctors for mostly this reason. Patience failed to be one of his virtues. He laid back against the tough, cheap mattress of the examining bed with his arms crossed behind his head and legs dangling off the end. When his head rested back, he noticed the LCD monitor facing back at him with it's lifeless black screen. "Wonder why that's there-"
The door opened, making Jeffery sit up to see the doctor coming in. A short goat in a lab coat and glasses walked in studying the clipboard the nurse had finished filling out with Jeffery earlier. The lab coat hid most of the goat's bulk, but Jeffery started seeing the indentions of large biceps, stout shoulders, and a firm rounded stomach pushed out slightly.
"Okay, Jeffery," the doctor said, still looking down. "I see that you have some back pain. Work-related. The stress is also work-related. And you have it listed you're seeking a prescription to marijuana for this. Is this true?" Jeffery nodded.
"Yeah, I just... feel that you know... this could get me to feel better. I have depression sometimes too. And I just feel more... more better with some... you know." Jeffery admitted earlier that nervousness might be a problem. He didn't find weed to be medicinal, at least not for his intentions. It still helped a lot to have it, though. His job back home was more pleasant. He felt more social and open to others. He didn't think he would have met some of his best friends if not for cannabis. The goat nodded before taking off his glasses and putting them on the counter top behind him, next to the sink.
"I think we can get you what you need. Do you just need a prescription or would like to try some samples first?" Jeffery couldn't believe his ears.
"You mean now? Are they here?" The wolf smiled to cover the self conscious greed. The doctor smiled and nodded.
"Of course, you have to take the medication here. The samples are basically trial use only. So, if you like it... you can buy it and be on your way."
"I would love that! You mean... here... as in...now?" The wolf had trouble containing his disbelief. Olen nodded with the same understanding smile.
"Yes, in this room. We have vents." With that, the doctor flipped the switch next to the lights. A soft whirring sound began emulating over head, and Jeffery could swear he felt a shift in the air. "And I have the samples with me here." The goat put the clipboard aside and pulled a silvery packet, the size and same foil wrap used for condoms.
Olen pulled out a very basic black and silver pipe from the drawer under the counter top, while the wolf sat with his tail waggng relentlessly. In a few moments, the doctor had the green herbs mashed into the silver bowl and handed it to the wolf with a BIC lighter. Jeffery put the black stem to his lips and let the flame hang over the herb and began puffing away. It only took three hits before the wolf coughed and hacked from the heavy dose.
Olen stepped back every so slightly and turned the dials to dim the lights. The wolf didn't even seem to notice. Then, the doctor turned another knob and the music changed and became louder. The wolf stopped before taking a fifth hit, momentarily thinking something was different. Then he lit up again. His eyes glazed over some with a red tint. His bushy tail flapped behind, making a slow beat with its thumping. The beat grew slower by the moment.
"Now," Olen said. "I want you to try something for me. I'm going to take you through a therapeutic exercise, something you can do and recreate at home. It really enhances the effects of this cannabis." Jeffery simply listened and nodded, thinking that enhanced effects was just what he needed. "I want you to lay back and look up at the screen." He remembered the LCD monitor instantly and rested back like the doctor asked... more like- told him to, now that the wolf thought about it.
He's a little bossy, but kind of cute, the wolf's mind continued straying further away in its thoughts. He didn't even see the doctor moving around and adjusting the light more, the room nearly pitch black. The white walls seemed more blue, or purple. Jeffery couldn't tell for sure what color, but it felt peaceful. Then the screen turned on in front of his eyes, blue and white letter heads that didn't make much sense to him.
Then yellow swirls melted into the center of the tv, red following behind, and then purple. Then they shimmered in and out of each other, creating a bubbling pool of cloudy colors... all churning into the middle point. They converged at the center, and Jeffery swore that another color existed there. He looked intently at it, feeling like something was out of place. It had to be the weed, nothing ever makes him feel this relaxed. Not only did he feel stoned, he felt like a stone too. His body became a large weight that didn't move. Moving was a far off concept to the wolf's mind, but all his mind tried to do was look into that center and distinguish the abnormal color. It looked white, but then silvery gray.
Olen pulled off his shoes and set them to the side. He then pulled away his lab coat, revealing the most unexpected thing a doctor would wear. The goat's white fur contrasted against the black leather straps, crossing like an 'X' to the center ring that lounged at the top of his belly. He pulled out a key, solitary and unlinked to his normal key ring, and unlocked the very bottom drawer, where he pulled it out to reveal fingerless leather gloves, an Mp3 player and headphones, and a bullet vibrator. He slipped the gloves tight over his paws, looking over to see the wolf with a line of fur matted with the drool leaking at the corner of his muzzle. The wolf's eyes still had the red tent, but nothing else existed in them. The eyes stared up into the screen, lost and forgotten of everything. Just the music and the colors.
The goat smiled and pulled the rest of the instruments out of the draw, sitting them on a tray near the bed. He looked down at the wolf's groin and was pleased to see a bulge, looking quite painfully pushed up against the material of the khaki pants and a dot of pre wetting the end. Ollin found it a good idea to take his pants off too before his erection got to be that painful. Though, the wolf didn't seem to mind or even notice the painful trappings of his pants.
When Olen finished discarding his dress pants, he rubbed the thick protrusion between his legs through the soft, tight navy blue boxers. Then, he proceeded to implant his powerful suggestions in the wolf's mind.
"Are you feeling very deep and relaxed, Jeff?" Olen asked. He slowly put a paw out to brush the wolf's chest, thinking it was time to get the clothes off this young hunky stoner.
Jeffery nodded without a word, just a blank wide-eyed expression.
"Good. Listen closely to your Doctor. Listen closely to me. Because it's always good to listen to your Doctor. You love this weed. I am the only one you can get it from. You will do anything to get it, just so you can see me. You find it peaceful and nice to be around me. You will go to great lengths and excuses just to see me. Just so you can have that peaceful, nice feeling you get when you're around me.
"And when you come to see me, you will feel like showing me how well your prescription works. Just like now. Your prescription is working well. Making you deeply relaxed and deeply entranced, listening intently to your Doctor."
Jeffery still stared at the screen. His ears took in the words and they flowed down, deep into the furthest regions of his mind. The doctor's mere presence began feeling peaceful, while he watched the screen. Things were going so well. His prescription was going so well.
"Now, listen to your Doctor. I think it will be best for your medication if you didn't have clothes on. It will help me examine you better." Olen kept the words frank and professional, the voice of a caring physician. The wolf nodded and began shifting around as his arms worked loose the material on his body. Each one found itself piled on the floor next to the bed. He finished by lying back completely nude, hard canine member standing to attention with a small bulb of a knot near the base. "This is much better."
Olen then continued by putting the headphones on the wolf and strapping the small Mp3 player around his neck with a rubber band. The device turned on and emitted sensual words and sounds that knocked the wolf out completely.
Jeffery began getting up. He knelt on the bed, facing towards the end, and sat down on his front paws like a dog. Olen began applying lubricant to the bullet vibrator. With professional resolve, he lifted the wolf's tail up and thumbed the object past the sensitive ring. He flipped the switch and commenced to pull his boxer off. The goat pulled up a small stepping stool to the end of the bed. Climbing the steps, the wolf faced the him, muzzle level with his white-furred chest.
He smiled and put a paw on Jeffery's head, then pushed down.
As the earphones played their hypnotic music, the suggestions urged Jeffery on until he finally started sucking on the large shaft in front of him. The smells drove him crazy, but not as much as the obedience he endured, parallel to the words he followed in his mind. His canine shaft leaked profusely onto the bed as the vibrations in his sensitive quarters drove him wild with desire. His muzzle sucked and lapped with endless dedication. It didn't take long before the doctor humped back against the bobbing snout, nearing his limit with the wolf's trained cock-sucking.
"That's..really.. goood- unfff..." The doctor's words cut off as he released torrents of cum into the wolf's eager slurping muzzle. The goat made a few final jabs to milk himself free of his arousal and pulled away, the wolf pulling at the sensitive skin with his lips and not wanting to let go.
After Olen put his boxer back on, he took the headphones away but left the vibrator in. Then, he ordered the wolf to lie back down and watch the screen. He put the suggestion that the wolf was a kinky boy and liked visiting his doctor with vibrators, cock rings, and other kinds of hidden fetish gear on or in him. That's why he would feel the vibrating bullet when he wakes, and be completely fine with it.
Olen returned his paw to petting over the soft coat of wolf fur and smiled with a superior shine to his eyes. "We'll schedule you a house call for tomorrow, how's that sound?" By then, he had the wolf's erection in the other paw being stroked and bringing the wolf back down, capturing him in a world of blissful obedience and pleasurable relaxation.
"Yes, Doctor," he said.
"I'm going to let you keep this erection, let you build up for me. You won't be getting yourself off tonight. You will be horny. But you won't get off. It just doesn't feel right. That's when you'll know that you need to call your Doctor tomorrow. Do you mind waiting tomorrow?"
"No, Doctor. I can be patient. I'm a good patient wolf for Doctor." Then Jeffery listened to the rest of what the doctor had to say, many different and wonderful things. He needed to make a copy of his key and to get a cell phone. He would have to get a job for this too and stop using his parents' money. So much to do, but it will be easy while he's so medicated...
:: A short I did for a friend. I might start taking commissions(for free) this kind of size story. Ask me nicely and have a little creativity with the idea.::