Doctors Visit
Chapter One - A Simple Procedure


Summary
Grimble, a large wolf, arrives for a routine work-required checkup with the newly recommended Dr. Magus, a calm and friendly ram. What begins as a normal examination slowly turns unsettling as the doctor pushes the conversation toward permanent medical choices. Trusting the ram’s reassuring professionalism, Grimble signs the paperwork and agrees to a procedure. But as sedation takes hold, hints emerge that Dr. Magus may not be entirely truthful about his intentions.


Rising from his chair, the fluffy young Ram checked over his charts, and then adjusted his white Doctor's coat, the fabric falling into place with a smooth rustle. Hesitating briefly, he took a deep breath to calm his nervousness, the scent of not only disinfectant, but also medication within his office, tingling in his nostrils. 


A sweeter scent of lavender lingered in the air as well, the Doctor pushing open the door to the examination room. A gentle smile crept onto his woolly muzzle as he stepped out of his office and greeted his next patient.


"Good afternoon," Dr. Magus bleated softly, his muted voice a soothing balm to the slightly anxious atmosphere. "I apologize for any wait you may have experienced. Now, let's discuss what brings you in today, shall we?" The Ram smiled warmly at the tall gray Wolf, who was waiting for him in the room.


"Oh… Aha, I'm just here for a check up," the big Wolf stammers. He hated these things, but his work demanded him to have an examination every few years. Grimble wished his old Dr. Albric hadn't retired, still, the Ram certainly seemed like a nice enough guy and he came highly recommended.


The handsome Ram Doctor nodded slowly, his yellow eyes studying the well-built Wolf intently as he made a few quick notes on the chart in his hand. A small frown tugged at the corner of his mouth, barely perceptible as he studied the big predator. 


"A check-up," Dr. Magus repeated softly, his voice level and calm betraying no emotions. "Well, that's good to hear… It's always best to be proactive about one's health."


He set the chart down on the small desk in the corner, his fluffy tail swishing gently as he moved. Approaching the examination table, Dr. Magus gestured for Grimble to take a seat on the exam table. 


The Ram's demeanor was professional, but there was an undercurrent of something else in his gaze… A glimmer of interest, perhaps even a hint of eagerness perhaps?


"Please, make yourself comfortable," Dr. Magus encouraged, his tone gentle and reassuring like he was talking to a frightened cub. "I'll just need to ask you a few questions and then we can proceed with the examination. Is there anything in particular you'd like me to focus on during today's appointment?"


"No, nothing specific… I'm in good health," the big Wolf insisted, smiling at the little Doctor herbivore before him, flashing his fangs without thinking about it. "Just a routine check up for work."  Grimble stripped off his clothing, and so he gets ready for the physical like normal… he has one of these every few years for his insurance.


The smiling Ram Doctor watched silently as Grim stripped, taking in every chiseled muscle and crevice of his patient's furry body. He swallowed thickly as he talked, a faint blush rising to his cheeks. It was a familiar reaction, one he tried to suppress, but it always resurfaced when examining such a prime specimen of male-hood. 


Clearing his throat, Dr. Magus stepped closer, his gloved hand reaching out to press against Grimble's firm chest. The Ram's touch was gentle, almost reverent as he palpated the Wolf's pectorals, feeling the strength beneath his fingertips.


"Hmm, yes, your musculature is quite impressive," Dr. Magus noted, his voice low and slightly strained as he admired the big predator. He leaned in closer, ostensibly to listen to Grimble's breathing with a stethoscope. 


The Ram's warm breath ghosted over the Wolf's furry neck, the predator unable to ignore that he could feel the heat of their bodies pressing together. After a moment, Dr. Magus pulled back, a thoughtful expression on his Ovis snout as he did so. 


He tapped the end of his stethoscope against his palm thoughtfully, while the tall Lupine just sat there passively. "I must say, you’re in excellent condition. However," Magus paused, his yellow eyes locking with Grimble's, a hint of a smile playing at his mobile lips. "There is one area we should discuss. Have you ever considered a vasectomy?"


Grimble paused ,looking surprised… His wife had been talking about that for some time, but like most males, he didn't like the idea of that. Still, they had three cubs already and he could understand her not wanting to get knocked up. "Ummm well… no." 


Dr. Magus's eyes lit up at his words, a glimmer of excitement in their depths at Grimble's noticeable hesitation. He took a step closer, his fluffy sheep tail swishing behind him as he leaned in, voice lowering conspiratorially.


"I see. Well, it's a procedure that more and more males are choosing these days. And with your, ah, no doubt virile nature, it's something to consider." He reached out, running a gloved hand down Grim's arm, feeling the Wolf shudder slightly at his touch. 


Dr. Magus smiled, a gentle, encouraging expression that belied the dark gleam in his eyes. "It's a simple, outpatient procedure. Minimally invasive. And the best part? You get to keep everything… on the outside." His hand drifted lower, ghosting over Grimble's abdominals, before pausing just above his genitalia. 


Dr. Magus's voice was a soft murmur, almost a purr as he spoke to the handsome predator.
"Think of the advantages, Sir. No more unplanned pregnancies. More time for just the two of us… I mean, you and your wife, of course," he chuckled softly, his yellow eyes never leaving Grimble's, watching for any sign of capitulation in the Wolf's eyes.


"Of course, the decision is entirely yours. But I do think it's something to at least consider. After all, you want to keep your family happy, don't you?" As Dr. Magus talked… he slowly examined the big Wolf. Listening to his heart and lungs, checking his ears and eyes. 


Moving on, he looked down his predator throat and took the big predator's pulse as his soft voice rambled on. And then he cupped Grimble's fat balls in his gloved paw, the Wolf turning his head and coughing.


The Ram smirked as he saw the tip of that red rocket peeking up out of Grimble's sheath, as those fat organs were gently handled. Lastly, Dr. Magus turned Grimble around and had him bend over the examination table… one gloved hand gripped the big Wolf's long bushy tail.


"Now, let's get that lovely tail of yours out of the way. I have some other tests I'd like to run." Lubing up one long latex covered finger, before slowly working it up the predator's tight anus. 


As the Wolf inhaled and grunted softly, Magus’s invasive finger felt around inside of his patient’s ass… "Mm!" Grim moaned softly, as his tailhole clenched around that invading finger, the Wolf leaning over a bit farther.


Dr. Magus's ears twitched at Grimble's involuntary moan, a pleased rumble sounding in his throat. He slowly worked another finger alongside the first, scissoring them gently as he leaned in close, his hot breath ghosting over the tall Lupine's pointed ear.


"Just relax," he murmured into that ear, his voice a soothing purr meant to calm his patient. "This is perfectly normal, part of a thorough examination which the old Doctors weren’t so keen on performing. I need to check for any, ah, irregularities." His yellow eyes gleamed with something akin to lust as he watched Grimble's muscles flutter around his fingers. Dr. Magus carefully added a third digit, stretching the Wolf open as he crooned soft encouragement.


"That's it, nice and easy. You're doing so well. Such a strong, virile specimen. It would be a shame to waste all that… vigor, on unplanned litters, wouldn't it?" His free hand snaked around, cupping Grimble's heavy balls again. Dr. Magus gently kneaded the Wolf's sack, feeling them draw up tight as Grimble shuddered and groaned. 


He pressed a soft kiss to the Wolf's neck, right below the ear, before biting down just hard enough to leave a mark. "You'd be surprised how many patients come around to my way of thinking. Once they realize the benefits, they're practically begging for the procedure. And I'm so very good to my patients after their procedure." 


Grimble shuddered, feeling a bit uncomfortable, but he’d never had a Herbivore Dr. before… Maybe this was all normal for them? The Ram punctuated his words with a particularly deep thrust of his fingers, curling them against Grim's prostate. Dr. Magus chuckled darkly, a sound at odds with his kind eyes and soft smile.


"Of course, that's just my professional opinion. The choice is ultimately yours. But I do think you'll find the… results quite satisfactory." Grimble's eyes rolled back in pleasure as his prostate was stimulated over and over again. 


His massive body shivered, muscles tensing as he panted heavily. He was leaking pre-cum now, clear fluid dripping from his swollen pointed cock tip. The big Wolf's hole was clenching and unclenching around the Doctor's thick digits, his tail twitching and flicking wildly.


The big Wolf could hardly think, as the pleasure was strangely overwhelming. All he could focus on was that hot, wet mouth on his neck and the way those clever fingers were milking something hard inside of his bum. 


Grimble knew he should protest, knew he should push the Doctor away and run as fast as possible before pausing to make a complaint, but he was frozen in place, desperate for just a bit more. The Wolf's hips were now rocking back against Dr. Magus's hand, seeking more of that delicious friction. Grimble was lost to the pleasure, completely under the Ram's spell as he rutted mindlessly against that hand.


"Ah… ahhh," he whined, voice breaking on a particularly deep thrust. Grimble's balls were drawing up tight, his orgasm rapidly building between his anus and in his loins. He was so close, so close… but something in his primal mind knew that this was wrong, that he was being tricked. He tried to focus on that, to push through the haze of lust, but it was impossible with the doctor's skillful fingers and that sinful mouth on his skin.


"W-wait… Stop!… This isn't the normal prostate exam," Grimble stammered, but the words sounded weak even to his own ears. He wanted to stop, but his body betrayed him, his hole clenching down hard on Dr. Masgus's fingers as he neared his peak. The Wolf's cock was now fully exposed, the fat pointed red rocket leaking and dribbling, as Grimble was a hair's breadth away from cumming, his body coiled tight and his eyes screwed shut.


"Ridiculous, this is a perfectly normal procedure," the handsome Ram assured in a soft and sensible tone, even as his fingers stroked and prodded that prostate gland gently.


The moaning Wolf just needed a little more… he knew that he was sooooo close to orgasm. "I… I guess maybe you're right…" His big throbbing red rocket was pressing against the metal side of the examination table… leaking a river of pre-cum down the side.


The Doctor's fluffy white wool was slightly damp with sweat, as he continued to diligently massage Grimble's throbbing prostate. His own arousal was straining against the confines of his slacks, a sizable bulge tenting the fabric. But the Ram was far more focused on his patient's pleasure, than his own needs as he was a professional.


As the Lupine's hips began to thrust more urgently, Dr. Magus knew the Wolf was nearing his peak. He increased the pressure and speed of his thick fingers, determined to push the predator over the edge. His mouth never left Grimble's furry neck, tongue and teeth leaving vivid marks of possession. They would be gone by the time Grimble got home, but the feeling of possession over the Wolf in the moment was enough for Dr. Magus.


Dr. Magus's other hand slid down the Wolf's body to wrap around his impressive shaft. He stroked in time with the thrusts into Grimble's hole, twisting his wrist just a little. His thumb rubbing over the weeping tip, smearing the copious pre-cum and making obscene noises.


"Yesss, that's it… just let go," the Ram Dr. purred against Grimble's hot neck, his voice a seductive rumble in that pointed ear. He could feel the Wolf's balls drawing up, his cock pulsing and twitching in his grip.


With a final thrust to the Wolf's prostate and a particularly hard pump of his fingers, the Ram sent the tall Lupine hurtling into bliss. Reaching down, he held a specimen cup at the tip of that big and throbbing Lupine cock. He watched with avid interest as Grimble's back arched sharply, his body going rigid. The Doctor's hand never stopped moving, wringing every last drop of cum from the shuddering Lupine.


"Good boy…" 


Grimble's eyes rolled back as he came hard, spilling his seed into the Doctor's sizable cup with all his might. His muscles tensed and flexed, showing off his impressive physique. As his orgasm subsided, he collapsed onto the examination table, panting heavily. 


Dr. Magus cooed, his praise dripping with satisfaction as the big Pred panted for breath. "Now, let's get you cleaned up, shall we?"


As Grim floated in post-orgasmic bliss, the Ram carefully withdrew his fingers. He reached for a towel to clean the Wolf's spent cock, the touch to the Lupines oversensitive pride making his patient twitch, all the while maintaining an air of calm professionalism. 


"Deep breaths, my good fellow." Dr. Magus’s face was engulfed by that same unnerving smile, knowing that the other male would be feeling servile in that moment.


"I don't know what you did, Doc, but I've never felt anything like that before…" Grim grinned, his Wolf ears still twitching from the intense pleasure he had just experienced.


He propped himself up on his elbows to watch as the Ram Doctor carefully collected his big, if perhaps grotesque sample. "You sure know how to make a Wolf feel good, Doc," Grim admitted with a shameful grunt, his tail swishing behind him swiftly.


But even in his post-orgasmic bliss, a small part of Grimble couldn't help but feel a twinge of unease about the herbivore. There was something about the way the Ram smiled that made the Wolf's fur stand on end. 


It was as if the Doctor was hiding something behind that calm, gentle demeanor.


"So, Doc… what exactly are we going to do with this sample you've collected?" the Wolf asked, nodding towards the cup in the Doctor's hand. 


The Sheep assured him it was just a routine test, that the sample was just like taking blood or urine. And then Dr. Magus shoved the paperwork into Grimble's paws, the Wolf looking over the release forms for the procedure. "Vasectomy huh… yeah, okay," the passive predator mumbled, as he slowly signed his name on the dotted line.


"Ahaha, excellent! I am so glad to hear that you are on board with the vasectomy. You are a very brave and responsible Wolf for taking this step." The Ram Doctor smiled, but it's a bit too wide and his eyes don't quite match it. 


He gently takes the clipboard and signs the paperwork from the Lupine, making a few notes. "Now, I will need you to change into this gown and then we can begin this procedure." Dr. Magus said, handing over a thin hospital gown. 


It's a bit small for the Wolf and will likely be rather revealing when he puts it on, but Grim doesn’t think anything of it, everything down below would be on display anyway.


While he's getting changed, the Doctor prepped the operating theatre, laying out the tools he would need. There's a unique glint in his thin eye as he looks them over; a scalpel, forceps, gauze… and what looks like a small bag of pale ovals? 


A few minutes later, Grimble has finished changing, the thin gown straining against his muscular form. Dr. Magus gestured for him to lay back down on the table.


"Excellent, excellent. I will give you a light sedative to help you relax. You will drift off and before you know it, you’ll be all fixed up. Then there’ll be no more worries about unplanned pregnancies or spreading your seed around." Ram Doctor assured with a knowing wink, preparing a syringe as the big Lupine watched. 


He gently swabs Grimble's hip, and then slowly inserts the needle, injecting a clear liquid into the nervous Wolf. He sets up a timer and starts getting ready as the predator slowly begins to drift, the scene one Magus has witnessed hundreds of times.


Once he’s certain that the Wolf is too far gone, he starts to play an all too familiar and risky game. "Well, you know… I've actually been doing a lot more research into the benefits of bilateral orchiectomy, not just this simple vasectomy. Did you know that removing both of those pesky testicles can have very positive effects? Improved mood, reduced aggression, less shedding, even a reduced risk of certain cancers," Dr. Magus rambled softly as Grimble started to feel the effects of the sedative. 


His heart beats a thousand times a second, his plan a success as he timed his revelation just perfectly as Grimble drifts off, the last thing he sees being Dr. Magus looming over him, scalpel in hand and a strange glimmer in his eye… 


Grimble was laying on the table, the thin gown straining against his muscles and barely covering anything. He mumbles a little as the sedation starts taking hold of his tongue, "Bil… bilateral orchie… what?" he asked in drugged confusion, struggling to keep his eyes open. 


The sedative was strong and fast-acting, making him feel woozy and disoriented quickly. He tried to lift a paw to stop the Ram Doctor, to ask more questions, but his limbs feel so heavy, like he's moving through mud. The room starts spinning a little and his vision goes blurry. 


"Wait… I didn't agree… to that… I only said yes to… to the vasi… vasectomy… I don't… I don't want…" But his words are cut off as the sedative finally puts him fully under, his eyes closing completely and his breathing evening out. 


The last thing Grimble is aware of is a sharp pain in his groin, and then nothing at all.


For a moment Magus is worried, ‘was I too quick to reveal? He fell asleep within just 10 seconds of him saying it… he should be fine, besides, the Wolf did agree to the contract.’ Laying down the knife, the Dr. picked up the form and looked it over, a finger hovering over the word vasectomy before he started to scratch along the edge of the word.


A predatory smile spread across his normally friendly features. The word, which had a large amount of extra space to either side, disappeared as the whitener was peeled off, and right beneath it was none other than the words; bilateral orchiectomy!


With his confidence back, the Ram went to work, his scalpel flashing as it cut into Grimble's skin. The bag he had prepared earlier now laid open nearby, filled with pale plastic neuticles. As the Wolf drifts deeper into unconsciousness, the Ram carefully removes his testicles, setting them aside and replacing them with… the fake testicles.


The Dr. worked with meticulous precision, his muzzle now a mask of concentration. He has always been calm and collected, even when performing such invasive procedures. As the timer goes off, he finishes up, stitching Grimble closed and cleaning him up.


He took a moment to admire his handiwork, a small, satisfied smile on his Sheep muzzle. Another predator, neutered. All without even realizing what had happened. It's the perfect crime, really… and the Ram had no intention of ever being caught… Though he did like to test fate every time, even if he might’ve gotten too close to the sun this time,


As he wheeled Grimble back to the recovery room, Dr. Magus can't help but feel a thrill of excitement. This is what he was meant to do… to keep the peace, one Wolf or Lion, or Hyena at a time. 


He just hoped Grimble would wake up before he had to see another Pred patient… He likely had a whole waiting room full of them! And he was not going to let a little thing like a surgery stop him from seeing all of them.


For now, he simply settles Grimble into the recovery room and moves on to the next patient, a big grin on his wool covered muzzle and a twinkle in his eye. Shaken from his thoughts, Dr. Magus turns around as he hears the Wolf mutter a thank you. The big Wolf thanked him? Without realizing that he was thanking the herbivore for removing his nuts fully!


Dr. Magus looks over at Grimble's groggy form, his yellow eyes gleaming with a mix of satisfaction and… something darker. 


He can't help but chuckle softly to himself as he admires his handiwork… the perfect predator, now perfectly neutered. He had been so easy to trick, too. A few big words, a gentle tone, and he was putty in the Ram's hands. Just like all the others.


Dr. Magus reached out and gently patted Grimble's cheek, his soft paw lingering for just a moment too long. The urge to gloat is strong, but he resists it… knowing he had to keep up appearances. He has to be the kind, gentle doctor that everyone knows and trusts. 


He leaned in close, whispering softly in the handsome Wolf's pointed ear. "Sleep well, my friend. You've done something very brave today. Something that will help keep everyone safe. You're a hero, you know that? A real hero."


The Doctor's voice is warm and sincere, but there's an undercurrent of mockery there too. He knows Grim will never know what he's done, and it just makes him feel even more smug. 


But he can't revel in it for too long… the next patient is waiting, and Dr. Magus has a quota to fill. Not one to disappoint his patients, Magus calls the reception and tells them to send a nurse to help out the Wolf, he would need the help to get dressed and leave.


He gives the Wolf one last pat before straightening up and heading out of the room, his tail wagging slightly with excitement. He can't wait to see who the next predator will be. He has a good feeling it will be another Wolf… they're always so easy to fool.


To Be Continued… 






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