The doctor’s hands roamed over his back, applying pressure to different points of his muscles; every time she pressed with one hand, the other went to the front to push backwards in order to press correctly. And every time she lifted her hand to put it on the front, Luca felt like he was robbed of something dear, like happiness was stripped from him. His new happiness, at least as of right now, depended entirely on her touch. She asked him if he needed treatment for his symptoms, and he didn’t remember wanting to say yes; he didn’t remember his mind ordering his lips to utter those simple three letters, and yet they came out from his very chest. His soul must’ve known he’d feel like this and yelled it outward from his insides, he didn’t know, but he yearned for her touch. As she gave him the massage, she giggled from time to time every time he shuddered or his hairs stood.

  “Feelin good, dear?” She whispered in his ear, her warm breath and sweet voice entering his skull and melting his mind.

  He just nodded, on the count that he couldn’t speak; if he opened his mouth, no words would come out, only decrations of his body needing more of her touch, of her scent, of her whispers of sweet nothings. He couldn’t think of anything, the only thing in his mind were her hands roaming his body, slowly, however, his mind came to the tightness on the front of his pants reminding him of his body, which reminded him of his position, which reminded him of the rest of reality.

  “W-What if- mm! -what if someone comes in D-Doctor?” He used all of the little power he had left to force words and retain as many moans as he could.

  “No doctor, Ezza dear.” She whispered, again her lips an inch away from his ear. “And don’t worry, no one comes here till at least after breakfast.” She then gave him a peck on the neck, which made his mouth open involuntarily.

  “A-aaah! Aah… b-but docto-”

  “Ezza, dear” She then pressed into his middle back while holding his torso. “Say it. Say my name.”

  “E-Ezzaaah...!” That was the best he could do.

  “Yessss…” This time her hand didn’t return to his back after moving to the front, instead, it roamed about his chest, stopping over his heart. “Mmmm, no need for a scan spell to tell that it’s going fast, is your... affliction, havin its effect hun? Is it making you feel this way?”

  He shut his lips and nodded, slowly rexing, getting used to the touch and the whispers.

  “I see~” She continued teasing him, every now and again pnting a peck on his neck. “And what provoked it, mm? Did it arise on its own?” Why was she asking? Wasn’t it obvious? Still, even though Luca thought that, his body still responded by shaking his head a couple times. “No? Then, did the exercise do it?”

  “N-Nooo…” Before he realized it, her hand wasn’t on his chest anymore, but at the bottom of his belly.

  “Mmm? Then what could have possibly started this episode, my dear?” She wasn’t really asking; she just wanted to hear it, and he felt like he couldn’t deny her anything right now, he was cy under her touch, and she was molding him into a mess.

  “Y- fuck…! Y-Youu diiiiid.” He expected to suffer more, though if this was suffering, he didn’t mind experiencing it a bit more. Instead of responding with more teasing, she simply giggled.

  “Good patient~” Looking at her arm, he saw how the backside of her hand had changed color; it was now a light grayish yellow, and it seemed to be covered in fur. Was it always like that? “Now, for the full treatment.”

  Luca’s breath got caught in his throat, and he had to choke a groan as he felt her hand slide over to his bulge, which she herself had brought into existence. His pants weren’t exactly thin, nor was his underwear made of silk, but for some reason, just her hand rubbing over it made his eyes cloud over and his mind fog up. In a swift motion, she used both her hands to readjust his manhood over his pants so that it was tucked upwards, then she began massaging it, rubbing her hand over his entire member.

  “There we go~” He could hear her smiling. “Isn’t that just much better, dear?” He couldn’t talk; he could barely hear her, and yet she was all he could hear, a couple trembling moans and a whimper was all the confirmation she needed, however. “Huhuhu, someone's sensitive, eh?”

  “E-Ezz-Ezzaaa.” The only word he remembered exited his mouth.

  “Yess, I’m here baby; I’m not going away, don’t worry.” She pecked his neck again as he felt his pleasure rise. “Mmmm~ you are eager, aren’t you? Hihihi, you are almost thrusting! However.” Luca felt his vision come back as it unblurred and blurred itself as he looked to the ceiling. “I can’t allow you to not feel the full experience of the pleasure I can give; that’d just be pin cruel, don’t you think~?”

  “N-No, no no no, please.” The words came out on their own, a voice in his mind whispered to him. He needed to continue his day, it was the first day, he didn’t have breakfast yet. But those little voice concerns were distant and quiet, drowned by the yells of desperation the rest of his skull was filled with. “D-Don’t stop, please! D-Doc- Ezza please!!” His voice was somehow quieter than he wanted it to be; he didn’t realize he was breathless.

  “Shush now, hun, it’s all part of the treatment,” She then leaned forward and pressed her chest on his back, feeling her breasts press onto him. Luca’s concern about not ‘releasing’, disappeared quickly. The doctor chuckled to herself. “ I have, and I mean this, no interest in letting you go without healing you~”

  “Fuck… ah…” He was panting; was it normal to feel this way about just rubbing? He felt like his chest was going to explode. “I-I trust you… Ezza…”

  “Good, now…” Her hands ran over his body once more. “Describe what you are feeling now, dear; you mentioned getting flustered, blushing, shudders, anything more?” He needed a couple seconds to understand the words she said and to come up with some of his own to respond.

  “ah… hot… sweaty, h-hard…” He swallowed and kept panting. “... breathless…” She ran her hands up and down his arms.

  “Yes, yes, all natural, if a little extreme.” She giggled, was she ughing at him? Probably not; he didn’t have the mental capacity to worry. “And, you mentioned, getting distracted, yes? Is that happenin now? Do you remember where you had to go now, hun?”

  “Uuuh, I-” She put her hand over his bulge again, not moving it, just pressing lightly. “A-aah!”

  “Mmmm, seems like you really can’t think of anythin can ya?” She chuckled again, almost proud. “What fills your mind, dear?” She whispered as she bit his ear pyfully, which blurred his eyesight again.

  “Aahh, m-my dick... I-I wanna take it o-out…” The position bothered him, it was completely hard, pressing onto his pants. “Y-Your hanndsss, t-they’re soft…” She seemed pleased with the response, as she started rubbing again.

  “What more?” Her voice had turned low and husky.

  “Y-Your breasts… I-I feel them.” She started moving her chest up and down, rubbing it on his back, it didn’t bring much pleasure but the control she had over him brought some weird shivers down his spine that he didn’t dislike.

  “Do you think about my ass? My legs and mouth?” She got faster, his pants matched her hand. “Do you think about me taking my clothes off? Of touching my body?”

  “O-Of grabbing your tits,” His hands gripped the bedsheets as he leaned his hips forward to meet her hand further. “O-Of rubbing on you a-and-”

  “And of me touching your cock?” She got even faster, his release was near, his eyes clouded over as his moans got louder. “Of me grabbing it, stroking it, sucking it?”

  “E-Ezza!” His mouth was hanging open, and she kept kissing his neck, nibbling it occasionally.

  “You imagine what my but feels like? My ass cheeks along the shaft and my tail tickling your gns?” He was close—closer than before; the point of no return was crossed. “Of lining up? Do you want to do it?” She got even closer and, in a low voice, whispered. “Do you want to fuck me Luca?”

  “EZZA!!!” His head shot backwards, nding next to her own head.

  In a swift move, Ezza moved his hands to the belt of his pants and pulled them downwards, along with his underwear. Luca’s release shot out in ropes along the air, covering the room’s floor and spreading themselves along it. He felt his knees get weak and his mind emptying. A groan escaped his lips as he felt everything come out, after a few st twitches, he felt his penis start to soften, slowly though.

  A peck on the cheek from the doctor brought him back into reality, he closed his eyes and groaned as a couple fingers grabbed his throbbing manhood and pushed the underside of it forward, forcing a couple more blots of cum outside. Before they fell to the ground, she took a small jar from one of her pockets and collected this, giggling as she let go.

  “Perfect, I’ll analyze this ter.” She noticed the back of her hand and sighed. “Guess I’ll need two today, not really your fault though, is it dear?” She giggled again and stored the closed jar in her pocket. She then patted his chest. “C’mon, you don’t want to be te, do you?”

  “L-Late?” Thoughts slowly filled his mind again—where he was, who he was, and the itinerary—the damned itinerary. “O-Oh fuck, the training! What hour is it? S-Sorry doctor b-but-”

  “Sorry for what, hun?” She said, casually as she crouched next to the line of semen he decorated the floor with and inspected. “You did what you needed for the treatment! However, I do think that you might be running te for breakfast; best to get to your next task soon.”

  “Y-Yeah you are probably right.” He let his head hang and covered his eyes with one hand. He was really hungry, but there was no other way; he would have to waste time finding out where to eat breakfast and how long to get there.

  And he didn’t have time, as much as he would enjoy having some to reflect on what just happened—the feeling, the smell, the words—was it all real? Or was he sleeping in his new bed, letting the succubus dust get to him again? Opening his eyes and moving his hand, he saw the doctor wiping a stain of his underwear with a tissue, the sight of which made him even more embarrassed than he felt when he described his situation before.

  “W-What on-”

  "Oh, don’t think about it too much, Luca, I just don’t want you to be dirty.” She crumpled the paper and threw it away, still crouched. She went to pull up his pants, but he was quicker this time and grabbed his underwear and pants this time. Pulling them up, he began buckling his belt again, when did she unbuckle it? He really lost track of reality when he was... in that state. He looked at her, and then at the ground, his face was red, and he grimaced at the sight. Luca went to apologize for the mess, but she raised a hand to stop him. “I’m gonna say this only once, so open your ears and listen.” She pointed to her rge ears when she mentioned his, and they twitched, a lighthearted move that helped ease his running mind. “Luca, I haven’t been entirely honest with you; I did know some more things about you.”

  “Oh?” He finished buckling his belt and looked at her, attentively hearing as he caught his breath.

  “You see, when I was asked to give you a full examination, I got curious, so I read through your file st night.” She got up and put her hands in her pockets, a kind smile spreading through her face. “Have you always lived in that Dryleave town?” He simply nodded, to which she responded with a nod of her own. “Thought so, then I’m ready for a diagnosis.”

  He grabbed his wrist with his other hand and leaned forward.

  “You are just... a man." She decred, leaving him confused, though she quickly continued. “A young man who's lived in a town of roughly 1000 people all his life and just came to the center of the world, where two million people live.” He blinked at the statement, million...

  “Th-The one with 6 zeros, right? T-There isn’t like a-a ‘Zenith’s million’ that’s different or whatever, right?” She ughed at his question; he could also lighten the mood.

  “Yes, that one. The issue is that you’ve never experienced any of this, nothing even close, so feeling it all for the first time; seeing lots of women your age, women of different races, and all that, it’s too much too new! And your body reacts accordingly.” She got closer and wiped a drop of sweat from his face, the move made him shudder again. “See? Any intimate act and you are already trembling, it’s natural, you are just very inexperienced.”

  “...very is a strong word.”

  “Incredibly inexperienced.” She remarked.

  “Alright.” He looked down, in the end, she was right, anything he experienced, intimate or sexual, reduced itself to something he didn’t want to think about and the times he masturbated.

  “However, you did make a good decision tellin me, there might be an issue after all.” He looked at her, worry creeping in. “While your reactions are, as I said, normal but to an extreme degree, there seems to be no physical issue making this happen to you.”

  “W-Wha- Then what is it?”

  “My money would be on your brain, a physiological issue.” Big word, he knew what it meant, but he had barely heard it. “Somethin deep inside you is making you…” She thought of a word but shrugged. “Weak, so to speak, to intimacy.” He looked at her face, searching for any sign of Jest; after not finding any, his worry increased.

  “S-So I’m just, what’s the fuc-freaking name for it… a premature ejacutor?!” She snickered, but then held her hand up apologetically.

  “Sorry, sorry, no, dear. What I mean is, you are gonna feel everything a lot, unless you resolve any issue you may have.”

  “Oh…” His arms dropped; what issue did he have? Thinking back on it, there were a couple suspects.

  “You said you were a virgin, but what have you done besides sex?” He just looked at her, silent. “Don’t look at me like that. I mean, oral sex?” He shook his head. “Held hands in a romantic way?” He tilted it and thought about it. There was non-romantic hand-holding right? That’s what he and Alyska did, right?. “Did you have your first kiss?”

  His body sounded the arms, his hairs stood, and his position stiffened, he was not to think of the kiss, not now, not ever. Looking at her with wide eyes, she seemed to have solved the riddle.

  “P-Please don’t dig into it, please doctor.” She put her hands in her pockets again and sighed.

  “Ezza dear, I’m sure I’ve told you before, it still applies, you know~?” He swallowed and tore his gaze away. “But fine, just know that if you don’t wanna keep freezing everytime you see a boob from a click away, you have to resolve your issues, be that confronting it or getting intimate with someone else, both work.” What did she just say?

  “B-But I thought sex was prohibited for guild-” She looked at him, eyes half open, serious; it took him a second. “Oh… what just happened wasn’t… technically.” He swallowed and nodded. “Got it, sorry.” She sighed and smiled once more.

  “Luca, if you got here, it was because someone saw something in you that they liked. But if you keep thinking to yourself that you can’t advance or that you yourself can’t figure out issues on your own, you won’t ever get over any problems you may have. If you don’t face them, just because you don’t think you can, you’ll be back in Dryleave by the end of the week.” His mood soured, he wasn’t going to get out, he’d thrive, like he told the director.

  “So, what are you saying, that I have to try harder? It’s just the first day, I haven’t even had a chance to try yet.”

  "No, hun, what I’m saying is that just because you are from a small town, you aren’t some dumb hoser.”

  “Dumb what?”

  “Um, hillbilly, sorry, I’m from up north, like north-north.”

  “The mountains?!”

  “Yeah actually!” She said, cheerfully revealing she was from one of the harshest environments on the continent.

  “B-But how-”

  “Luca, it's approximately 7:30.” She reached back and grabbed the papers of his checkup. “Here, bring this with you; it’ll prove that you were here if you get there te.” He grabbed them and got up; she was right, he didn’t have time to rex and talk.

  “B-But don’t you need them?”

  “I’ve got a good memory, don’t worry about that.” She reached forward and put a hand on his shoulder, then leaned forward to meet his eyes. “You got this, you are as able as anyone of figuring out how to do all this, both guild business and personal business.” She raised her eyebrows, which caused him to giggle nervously, she bit her lip and chuckled. “Now stop being cute and get out of here, you’ve got some responsibilities to attend to.”

  He took in all of the situation—what she did, how he felt, what she said—all of it in one second. Then he nodded and patted her hand on his shoulder; she smiled and took it off.

  “See you around d- Ezza.” He waved as he got out of her sight, the doctor smiled and bit her lip, and as Luca got his hand on the doorknob again, her voice reached out.

  “Oh and,” She sounded flustered, only slightly. “If you ever need some... aid with your treatment and you can’t find any other help. Just remember,” She leaned slightly over the wall once more and whispered. “I am a professional~.” Then she yanked her head back and waved at him. “Now go hun, you don’t want to be te on the first day, eh?”

  He opened the door and stepped out. He remembered reading in the booklet that any training at first would be done on the training grounds, so he rushed there, his doctor’s visit paper in his hand and his arousal magically coming back already. This thing didn’t take any breaks.

  Time: 7:20 am