4 - Peggy

"Good morning, Amanda, how are you doing today?" Dr. N was in a particularly good mood that morning and seemed even cheerier than her usual.

"Someone had a good weekend I see." Amanda said smiling at her boss.

Dr. N walked around to greet Amanda with a hug and a quick kiss, but Amanda had other ideas and turned to meet her lips and slid her tongue slightly between them tasting as it went. She broke off the kiss and returned to her desk chair.

"Well, that was a nice greeting, what brought that on?" Dr. N asked, flushing completely after the surprise attack. It always amazed her that after all the sex therapy schooling and sessions she still never got over her awkwardness about it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Natalya, was I out of line?" Amanda demurred, pouting and pretending to avert her gaze.

"No, not at all, I think we should make that our standard greeting from now on. For us, that is, maybe not the patients. At least not until we get to know them better." Dr. N winked and offered a straightforward reply, with just a hint of her wry humor.

Amanda smiled and agreed then went back to look at the schedule for the day. They only had two early appointments, then the day was clear after lunch so Amanda was really hoping for some more therapy herself, but she needed to learn how to control herself and not let her libido distract her from the important work she was doing.

Dr. N walked into her office and set up for the day. She had the two morning appointments, then some errands to run later. She knew Amanda was hoping to spend some time on the couch today as well, since her eyes just about begged that she wanted to be fucked and to seemingly please her mistress even though Dr. N had never even implied that hierarchy to their relationship. Amanda must have some strong sub tendencies that they needed to explore and see what they could do to help her.

The first appointment of the day was a rather boring session and Dr. N was happy when it finally drew to a close. She couldn't believe why anyone with simple issues would seek out the help of a sex therapist, or maybe there was more to their problems. Hopefully, if they decided to continue, she could figure out something to make it interesting. At least the next appointment started out right.

"Hello, I'm doctor Natalya, you can call me Dr. N or Natalya, whatever makes it more comfortable for you. You must be Margaret." Dr. N started, again with her soothing therapist voice, maybe slightly influenced now by the voice of the angel she had working for her. "Please, have a seat anywhere you feel the most comfortable."

"Yes, well, sort of. I'm not even sure why I used my full name as everyone calls me Peggy and that's what I prefer as well. Dr. N, yeah, that has a nice ring to it. I'll go with that one." Peggy, aka Margaret, stumbled through her response. She was obviously nervous, yet had a confidence about her that was confusing. "I should say everyone except my husband, he sticks with Margaret. Honestly it's a little weird."

"Good, I'm good with either as well, would you prefer me to call you Peggy then?" Dr. N wanted to check as she was still a little confused. Peggy nodded. "Okay, then tell me why you decided to come here today."

"So, my husband really likes it when I fuck him, in the ass I mean. He loves anal play, so I oblige him." Peggy started, still very much embarrassed.

Dr. N stifled a laugh as she connected a few things in her head and it just struck her as funny.

"Just relax, take some time to compose yourself and tell me what you want whenever you're ready." Dr. N let her soothing voice flow over Peggy hoping she could get her to relax and feel open about her feelings. "To be honest though, if this is about your husband and not you, I would prefer that we didn't go forward with the session. I like treating the patient directly whenever possible, and I also am loathe to delve into any male sexual issues. And, don't you find it ironic that your husband chooses to not call you Peggy?"

"No, no, it's not about him, it's definitely me. I don't understand what you're getting at with the name part though." Peggy was quick to respond hoping to mollify Dr. N and her obvious concerns. "I like fucking him, and realized I enjoyed having a pretend dick, but that's all it is, pretend."

"Oh, well, that's different. Please continue." Dr. N suddenly grew more interested in Peggy and her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief.

"The problem I have is that I so seldom get off like that. I really want to be able to feel what it feels like to be inside him and even cum in his ass. I've wondered about that a lot and had fantasies when I would take care of business later after he went to sleep or while he was out. Does it feel at all like what my pussy feels like with my toy inside? I'm just not sure." Peggy opened up and Dr. N took more notice, wanting to see how far she was going to take it. Then things took a different turn.

"So, you would like to have a real penis sometimes and be able to fuck your husband and actually feel it? I am understanding you correctly, am I not?" Dr. N wanted to make sure she was hearing things straight and not assuming too much.

"Well, sort of." Peggy hesitated in her response.

"Okay, so correct my errors here so I can make sure I am treating you for the right problems." Dr. N was cautious, but still optimistic she wasn't too far off.

"So, I want to have...two. Two...dicks." Peggy shared and Dr. N looked at her, eyes wide, mouth agape. It took her a few moments, and as much as two minutes of awkward silence passed before she could completely recover.

"May I be so forward as to ask what you plan on doing with two dicks?" Dr. N continued to proceed with caution.

"Yes, but it's not what, but whom I plan on doing with two dicks." Peggy sounded like she had completely relaxed and gained the self confidence that sounded earlier in her voice. "You see, it's my husband's sister that interests me, and she flirts with me every chance she gets when she comes over to visit."

"Oh, well that's much more interesting. Go ahead and tell me more about her and how she behaves." Dr. N was becoming excited at the prospect of what she was going to be able to do to help Peggy, but needed to be sure first.

"So, to be fair, I think she knows her brother is into being fucked, so I think she thinks he probably married a dickgirl or something anyway. She seems to want to try to figure out if I have one with the way she feels me up." Peggy explained some of the first things that came to mind and tried to rationalize them a little for the doctor.

"I see, and have you done anything to lead her on? I assume by your earlier comment you like it when she flirts with you and you have been having these thoughts for a while now." Dr. N was digging a little deeper, but also trying to frame her questions in a reassuring way that she wasn't judging Peggy's actions at all.

"I have been thinking about it almost from the day we met. That was right after our wedding, as she couldn't make it due to some conflict. She may have harbored some resentment for me initially, thinking I was some kind of freak since her brother liked me so much. She seems to have some issues too." Peggy started to answer, then paused for a bit, wondering what to talk about first. She decided to just go with the most prominent actions. "So, the last time she was over to watch a movie with us, which we do often, she sat next to me, almost snuggling which I really enjoyed. Maybe I enjoyed it a little too much as I was pretty wet by the end of the night. But, his sister, Fiona, would run her hands along the inside of my thighs, almost like she was frisking me, feeling for a cock bulge or something. She always seemed disappointed that there wasn't anything there."

"Interesting. And you're sure she wasn't just trying to tease you and arouse you into making out with her and a promise of something later?" Dr. N was still reassuring, but her tone shifted a little as she became more aroused at the discussion.

"No, that would have been nicer, this was kind of a pat down, with some grabbing and adjusting of things. Really felt like she was checking for something. She has kissed me on a couple occasions and I've reciprocated with enough desire for her to know what my position was on her advances. I think she realizes I'm game whenever she is, but she has consistently stopped short of taking the next step. So, I always wonder, what if I had a dick that she felt the next time she was over? Would that do it for her? Or is she just being a tease and there's nothing behind her flirting?" Peggy sounded frustrated by where her sister-in-law has left her and was now finally at the point of seeming to ask for help.

"That would indeed be wonderful to find out, but we're talking some serious work here to get you to that point. Are you sure you really want something like that? Seems a bit extreme, but if you're really interested, there may be something I can do." Dr. N was hoping Peggy was game, as this kind of opportunity didn't come around every day.

"Wh-what are you saying?" Peggy stammered.

"You said you wanted a dick, or two I guess. Is that something you are serious about?" Dr. N asked without any hesitation in her voice. Sounding more aggressive than her usual soothing voice.

"Well, yes, I would love that. Even if my sister-in-law decides to be a prude, I can still fuck my husband and actually feel it." Peggy almost shouted she was so excited.

"What exactly would you do with the other dick when you were fucking your husband's ass?" Dr. N asked, wondering how much Peggy had thought this through.

"Well, I'll try to slide the other past either way, top or bottom, and if that doesn't work, I guess he's getting the double-dicking he never asked for." It seemed as though Peggy had given it some thought after all.

"I like your style, Peggy. And your husband is very lucky to have a partner who understands him and is willing to meet his sexual needs, or demands I guess in this case, since he doesn't seem to want to reciprocate." Dr. N was back to her soothing, level therapist voice, but was aroused deep inside by the thought of Peggy, a very attractive young woman, with two hanging cocks swaying between her legs aching to service her next victim, which, if the doctor played her cards right, might include her.

"Unfortunately, I know that it's all just a fantasy, so I don't know why I even bothered to come here." Peggy sighed and slumped into her chair; her face showed just how much disappointment she was feeling.

"Maybe not." Dr. N chimed in. "I mean, again, if you're serious."

"I am, But I don't understand." Peggy looked confused as ever by now.

"Here." Dr. N was scribbling something on a pad on her desk. "Take this to the address on the top and they should be able to help you."

"Umm, thank you, but what is it?" Peggy asked, her voice rising.

"It's a prescription for your um, condition." Dr. N tried to phrase her response without giving too much away.

Peggy took the slip from the doctor then thanked her for her help, still shaking her head wondering what this was going to do for her. She assumed it was something to help her forget what she was fantasizing about or maybe just general crazy pills, she wasn't sure but she felt comfortable for some reason so she decided to stop by the place anyway.

After she left, Dr. N stopped to chat with Amanda, telling her to keep this slot open and a few others for when Peggy would be coming back in, because she knew she would be.

...

Peggy drove to the location on the slip, and parked around the corner as it was on a busy street. She honestly never remembered seeing an apothecary shop her before today and she had driven by the place hundreds of times. Maybe she was too familiar with what she saw every day that she had blocked it out.

Entering the front door, a quaint throwback with a tiny shingle hanging just outside and a single bell jingling as she entered. A small older gentleman was all the way to the back of the shop and as she entered, he looked up and smiled.

"Be right with you." The older shopkeeper said with a tiny grin. He put down what he was working with and shuffled to the front to greet Peggy. He was older with a slight build, and the bit of a hunch in his shoulders made him seem even smaller. As he looked up at her, she saw the sparkle in his crystal blue eyes and knew he at least had his wits about him, as his body failed. "What can I do for you, miss?"

"Here, I was given this by my doctor and told to come here." Peggy said a little ashamed to even be there.

"No need to worry miss, everything stays private here. Let me see what we have here. Oh, my, I haven't done that one in a while. That will take a couple minutes to prepare, so you can just wait here while I get that for you." The shopkeeper shuffled a little faster, as if seeing the prescription gave him some extra zip. Must have been something fun for him for a change she thought.

After a short while the shopkeeper emerged with a small bottle, and a sheet with some basic instructions. He shared the general info and told her to read the instructions and follow them precisely. If she did everything would be fine. Nothing to worry about.

"And tell your "doctor" that it was nice to see a script from that pad again, it's been too long." the shopkeeper shared, but there was something different in his voice as he said that.

Peggy thanked him as she looked at him quizzically. She wasn't sure what to make of his comment, as Dr. N was a young woman, so how long could it have been? She then asked how much, but he said there was no charge as he had a special agreement with some of the doctors in the area. She thought that was a little odd, but thanked him and left.

A short drive later she was home and decided on a quick shower and then to get ready to surprise her husband with a night he would never forget. She cleaned herself up, and then put on one of her usual outfits for their date nights and then went to retrieve the bottle from her nightstand. She glanced quickly at the sheet of instructions and then tossed them in the drawer. She took out one of the pills, there were only 7 in the bottle, so she didn't think they were crazy pills. She walked to the bathroom and filled her glass with water then swallowed the pill in a big gulp.

She was a little light headed at first, so she reclined in bed for a bit. The weird feeling passed, but then other feelings got weirder. Since she wasn't really sure what to expect it surprised her that she was getting really aroused and felt hotter than she normally did. She stood up to walk to the mirror and felt an unusual weight between her legs, it felt odd and was going to take some getting used to.

She stood in front of her floor length mirror and gawked at the two impressive dicks hanging there still limp. At least initially. She was starting to turn herself on and soon had two raging hardons sticking almost straight up and starting to ache. This was definitely going to be an interesting night, she thought. Just then she heard a key in the front door.

As the front door closed, she heard her husband call out to her. "Honey, you won't believe the day I had, I could really use something to help me relax."

"Oh, I have just the thing, dear." Peggy said. "Or things maybe. And you won't believe the night you're about to have either." She mumbled under her breath as she turned to walk out to meet him...