- >You're a doctor.
- >Not the check up kind.
- >Not the surgery kind.
- >Not the timey wimey 4th doctor is the best kind.
- >You're a special doctor.
- >You help pedophiles get over their sickness.
- >Usually the pedophiles come to you asking for help because they're thinking about doing something horrible.
- >Raping a child, saving CP, etc.
- >Sometimes the ones in jail get a chance to come to you for help.
- >Others are ones who have already done something and had enough money to pay bail and come to you.
- >Knock at a door.
- >"Come in" you say as you do you paper work.
- >"D-doctor?" a man with a messy 5 o'clock shadow says as he enters.
- >"Doctor. please..please help me before I do something bad" he stutters.
- >"Something bad?" you ask without looking up from your desk.
- >"Yes..very bad"
- >"Does it involve a child?" you ask without looking up.
- >"Y-y-yes...my son..please I don't want to hurt him..."
- >You finally look up from your paper work and look him dead in the eye.
- >"Have you always been a pedophile?" you ask him calmly.
- >"No...I don't know what's wrong...after the divorce I only see him once a week and now-"
- >"Common problem" you say as you cut him off"
- >"So what do you want to do to him?" you ask.
- >"I..I...I don't know...I just want to rape him...oh god..WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?!" yells.
- >"Calm down...people have issues like this more often than you think, come with me" you say as you open the door to the storage room.
- >You grab a box marked "Males" open it.
- >The storage room comes to life with the babble of various male fluffy ponies.
- >"Ah! Wight!"
- >"Aiw! Bweath!"
- >"Hungies!"
- >"Why fwien no move?!"
- >"Owies..."
- >"Why no weggies?"
- >"Why take mama?"
- >"Nuuu not again!"
- >"W-what? Fluffy Ponies? How w-will that he- oh you can't be serious doctor!"
- >You look him dead in the eye.
- >"I am. And it will help you." you say sternly.
- >You hold the box to him.
- >"Take your pick" you say calmly"
- >"Doctor! There has to be an o-"
- >"No. There is no other way except jail. If you want to see your son again you'll do this!" you say as you raise your voice.
- >The man looks down into the box of colorful fluff balls.
- >He tries to pick one but cant.
- >He closes his eyes and grabs one at random.
- >It's a yellowish-green colt with a blue mane and tail.
- >He only has three legs, he was dropped off from an owner who probably abused him or something.
- >"Doctor...why?! Why fluffy ponies?!"
- >"Because they're child like." you explain.
- >He just stares down at the crying stallion.
- >"But I don't want a pet! How will a pet help?" the asks you.
- >"Pet?" you ask with a sly smile.
- >"What do you mean?" he asks as you simply stare at him.
- >Suddenly he understands.
- >"Y-you want me to do what?!"he stutters to you.
- >You reach into another box marked "PROTECTION" and pull out a box of condoms.
- >You hold them up to him.
- >"When do you see your son again?" you ask him as he hangs his head down.
- >"In..in 4 days" he says.
- >"I want you to give anal sex to this fluffy every time you even THINK about doing something to your son" you say as you toss him the condom box.
- >"B..b-but"
- >"No buts!" you say sternly.
- >"Either you listen to me or you listen to your son as he is showing the judge where you touched him with that special doll!"
- >He simply stares at you for moment but soon nods his head.
- >"Y-y-es...doctor." he says as he picks up the stallion
- >"New daddy fo' bumble?! NEW DADDY!" it squeals in delight.
- >"See me the day before your son visits." you tell him as you put the box back.
- >"Yes doctor...see you soon" he says as he walks away.
- >"NEW DADDY! WUV WUV WUV YOU!" the fluffy squeals.
- >end part one.
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