Chapter 1 - How my Aunt Alice Became My Dentist

Jason (22) pulled into the gravel driveway of his Aunt Alice’s sprawling country home complete with green house, and covered porch nestled in a quiet wooded area just a short drive from the city. He parked under the shade of a large old oak tree, and grabbing his work gloves walked up to the front door.

This Aunt Alice had asked if he could come over to do some yard work, and he was more than happy to oblige. As he knocked on the front door, he was greeted by his Aunt Alice wearing a set of cute black yoga pants and an old rock t-shirt with warm smile. As she tucking a little of her blond and grey hair back into a tight bun she reached out and gave Jason a giant hug mashing her massive triple D breasts against his chests as she did.

At 63, Alice looked like someone 15 years younger still exuding the stunning beauty and confidence of her early 20’s. She was always a looker with a curvy hourglass figure and massive breasts that made men stop and stare. Jason had always found his aunt to be incredibly beautiful, and he understood why men lusted after her.

"Thank you so much for coming over, Jason. I know you’ve got better things to do on your weekend than yard work, and hangout with an old woman, she said, handing him a glass of lemonade as they walked into the kitchen before, they got to work. Jason shook his hand, smiling. "Stop that, I would do anything for you, Aunt Alice, and I won’t hear you say you’re an old woman one more time! I have friends who would try and ask you out with a body like yours.” “Ohh Jason you’re such a flatter, and so charming. Now enough wonderful compliments let’s get to the yard work before it gets too hot!"

The pair worked together under the morning sun, exchanging stories and laughter. Aunt Alice shared tales of her days working as a dental nurse, recounting vivid memories of tense surgical procedures, interesting patients, and her passionate love of dentistry.

Jason always admired her dedication and wished he could have been a patient of hers. Having such a beautiful sexy dental nurse like her would have made him want to go to the dentist all the time. Although some of her dental stories did make him feel a little unsettled at times. After a few hours, they retreated indoors for a well deserved lunch break. The kitchen was filled with the lovely smells of fresh-baked bread and tomato soup. As they sat down to eat, Jason hungrily bit into a warm piece of bread trying to not wince, as he started chewing.

"Jason is everything alright?" Alice asked, her sharp eyes catching the wince as he chewed. Jason touched his jaw, grimacing. "I’m ok just an annoying, toothache. It just started bothering me last week. I should probably go to see a dentist about it soon"

Alice’s expression shifted from sympathy to focused, her gaze lingering on him in a way that Jason had not scene before. A smile spread across her face, her eyes lighting up with a hidden excitement.

“Jason, you don’t need to wait to see a dentist I can look at your tooth right now.”

Jason froze as he went to take another sip of soup suddenly realizing what she meant. He had a feeling he was not going to get to enjoy his lunch. “Ahh Aunt Alice that’s nice but I don’t want to bother you let’s just enjoy our lunch.”

Alice leaned forward, a glint of extreme excitement jumping into her eyes. “Lunch can wait I’ve got everything you need to help you right now young man. Come with me.” She said practically yanking Jason’s arm out as she pulled him from the kitchen towards the basement.

Jason with a sinking feeling reluctantly allowed himself to be pulled by his aunt who was practically vibrating with eagerness as they went down the stairs into the basement. She stopped at a large bookshelf and clicking a book revealed a hidden keypad. Jason’s jaw dropped at this, he watched stunned as she typed a code into the keypad and suddenly the whole bookcase shifted to the side revealing a door. She opened it pulling him inside as the lights came on and closed the door behind them. Jason found himself in a rather large room but as he walked in, he looked around and stopped in his track’s in stunned open mouthed surprise.

The room he was standing in looked like a persevered 1980’s dental suite. In the centre of the room stood a fully functional dental chair, complete with toolbar, multiple articulated arms for trays, and a large multi light surgical lamp. In the corner, a vintage anesthesia machine stood, its dials and gauges gleaming. Glass fronted cabinets dots the walls, and all manner of equipment and supplies doted the room.

The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and latex. On the walls rows of beautifully framed dental certificates hung, proudly announcing his Aunt Alice’s dizzy number of dental credentials. Jason turned in a small circle, still stunned and a little alarmed. "You have an entire dental suite in your basement?" He said in a voice that was rather shaky as he was still trying to come to terms with everything he was seeing.

This Aunt Alice beamed happily. “Surprise right! When my dentist retired, I decided to take all of his equipment as he was going to toss it all. Everything worked perfectly so I asked if I could keep everything and installed it here. I keep everything sterile, and in perfect working order!”

Jason paused, feeling nervous as he learned about his aunts secret dental room glancing at the dental chair with some concern “Ahh sorry Aunt Alice but you still… perform procedures?”

“Only occasionally for very special friends and now family,” she replied giving him a warm delighted smile with a nonchalant wave of her hand. “Normally I do just the basic stuff like X-rays, cleanings, fillings, maybe an extraction on occasion and sometime some other procedures she said vaguely. I still have contacts for supplies and equipment so it’s simple.” She said almost too casually.

Jason rubbed his jaw, the ache in his one tooth still throbbing a little. "I..I..don’t know, Aunt Alice….this all feels a little sudden and you’re technically not a dentist, so it feels a little wrong." He admitted he had some reservations, and concern was starting to enter his voice. Aunt Alice walked around the room turning on varies pieces of equipment, her eyes sparkling with determination. “Nonsense Jason I’m a highly qualified to examine you and determine your problem, and I got everything I need to fix it your tooth. You do trust me don’t you Jason?” She said turning and giving Jason a concerned almost crestfallen expression.

Jason hesitated a moment, then sighed. As he saw his Aunt Alice’s sad eyes. He did trust her completely, and the idea of waiting for weeks on a dentist’s appointment was not very appealing.

“Of course I trust you Aunt Alice I’m just a little nervous……..ok you can take a look,” he sighed hesitantly, walking and slowly sitting in the dental chair. “Just please promise to be gentle ok I’ve never had great experiences with my dentists before.”

Alice smiled triumphantly, moving to one of the glass-fronted cabinets. She opened it with a soft click, revealing a, white dental nurses dress hanging up. It seemed more from the 1960’s style, with short sleeves and a deeper V neck front allowing more of her ample cleavage to be on display. The dress was also shorter stopping just above the knees and was paired with a garter belt and sheer white stockings. “I promise to be very gentle now just give me a moment to get changed into my uniform my darling, boy” she said, walking over to a door in the corner. A few minutes later she returned, Jason had to try and not stare at his aunt. The uniform looked stunning on her, accentuating her figure, breasts, and the white stockings looked very sexy on her shapely legs as they caught the light.

“Alright Jason all set” she said with an eager smile, “let’s take a look shall we.” She moved to another cabinet, this one filled with neatly stacked boxes of surgical gloves and masks. Selecting several pairs of surgical gloves, she slid one set on with a practiced snap. The faint scent of latex filling the air. She then tied on a surgical mask so only, her beautiful blue eyes remained visible.

Jason sat awkwardly in the dental chair, the red rubber of the chair creaking under him. The chair was a vintage masterpiece, complete with large armrests and even adjustable leg rests. The multi light surgical lamp above looked rather serious he observed with some concern. He glanced around, taking in more details of his aunt’s secret dental room. The X-ray machine in the corner caught his eye. It was an imposing device, with bulky knobs, on a long articulated arm, and a faded radiation warning sticker. On another long articulated arm rested a large viewing box to examine X-ray films. Next to it a lead apron hung on a hook. He also saw a pocket door with the sign reading (Dental lab) showing Jason his aunt clearly devoted a lot of time, and energy to her secret dental space.

The walls were lined with mint-green tiles, a color reminiscent of hospitals from the 1980s. A sink with chrome fixtures sat in one corner, flanked by a soap dispenser and a stack of neatly folded green towels. Nearby, an autoclave hummed softly, a testament to Alice’s insistence on keeping things sterilized and clean. But centrepiece of the room, was the vintage anesthesia machine. Its polished brass dials and metal tanks gleamed under the light. Jason followed the rubber hose connected to the machine watching it loop around the machine till it ended in a concerning red nasal mask, with an assortment of other sized masks and types in a glass cabinet behind it.

The entire setup was intimidating, to say the least, though it seemed meticulously cared for. Alice brought over a tray filled with an array of dental tools including several mirrors and explore picks all neatly arranged in a sterile wrap.

As she adjusted the chair’s angle, Jason felt the headrest cradle his neck. The faint whir of the chair’s motor filled the room, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of unease as he was lower partially down in the chair.

“You’re lucky,” Alice said as she clipped a green bib around his neck. “Most people these days have to wait weeks to see a dentist. Now, let’s see have a look at you”

Jason swallowed hard trying to not feel agitated as his aunt turned on the large multi dental light, the bright light nearly blinding him. He then saw his aunt at his side, holding a dental mirror and explorer pick “Now open wide my darling,” she said, her tone sweet and friendly but he detected an undertone of command in it.

Jason obeyed, hesitantly opening his mouth wide trying to not fidget in the dental chair, his mind still reeling with everything he was learning about his aunt and her secret dental room. Aunt Alice masked face leaned over him, her latex gloved hands eagerly diving into his open mouth as she began to gentle tap and pick at his teeth. Her brow furrowed almost immediately as she began examining his teeth, her muttering barely audible over the faint hum of the room’s equipment.

"Mm-hmm... Lower molars looks troublesome... Oh dear, tooth #30, that’s a nasty one...heavy decay...hmmmmm….Oh my….Wisdom teeth not sitting right... Tsk."

Jason's pulse rate spiked with every mumble he caught. Alice’s latex gloved hand moved steadily, probing and tapping his teeth with fast precision. The mirror shifted slightly as she paused to peer closer at his upper left molar.

“Class II cavity… deep and spreading,” she said under her breath. She then moved her tools to the other side of his mouth and pressed gently on one of his lower molars. “Ahhhh” Jason yelped almost jumping out of the chair from the sudden pain” “Tsk sorry sweetheart but that tooth is infected with an abscess forming. Tooth#19….Ohh good grief, Jason, when was the last time you saw a dentist?”

Jason flinched from her tone and tried to answer, though the tools in his mouth made it difficult. "Uhhh…mmmaybe…threeeeyearss agoooo?" He slurred. She sighed, shaking her head as she stood up, pulling off her latex gloves with a sharp snap. “Three years? Jason, you’ve let your teeth go badly.” Without another word, she turned and strode to a tall filing cabinet against the wall.

Jason watched as she opened the top drawer, flipping through a number of files with practiced ease. Finally, she pulled out a blank patient file, with a pen and a large dental chart labeled "Patients Tooth Identification Tracking Chart." The chart displayed a diagram of the mouth with all 32 teeth numbered and labeled. She tucked the file under her arm and pulled the large viewing box on the articulated arm over, then a grabbed a stool from the wall, rolling it over to Jason.

She then lowered the chair completely, so he was looking straight up at the large bright dental lights, “Jason your teeth have serious issues, I don’t normally work with family members but I’m going to make an exception for you to become one of my patients immediately. You have some major dental issues, and I’m not going to let you neglect your teeth anymore.”

Jason gulped as Aunt Alice snapped on a fresh pair of latex gloves and clipped the tooth chart onto the viewing box and turned it on. “This,” she said pointing over to the chart at her side “is how I’ll keep track of all the issues I’m going to find with your teeth.

Now let’s see… where to begin.” She leaned over him again, her tone a mix of clinical precision and exasperation as she began listing out problems and noting them down.

“Tooth #30—lower right first molar. Severe decay, Class II cavity extending to the pulp. This one needs a root canal immediately.” She turned and circled it in red on the chart.

“Tooth #19—lower left first molar. Serious abscess here. The gum around it is tender and badly inflamed. That’ll need an immediate extraction unless the infection hasn’t spread too far. But judging by the swelling… It can’t be saved and is safer to simply extract it.”

Jason groaned, his head sinking into the chair. "Extraction? Noo Aunt Alice that is just…." “No buts it will need to come out immediately,” she said cutting him off and, marking the tooth with a large red X.

“Tooth #15—upper left second molar. Class I cavity on the surface. Deep, but salvageable with a composite filling. She said, jotting it down on the chart.

She shifted her focus to his upper front teeth. “Tooth#8—upper right central incisor. Enamel erosion, likely from acidic beverages. It’s not urgent, but I’m going to note to apply a fluoride treatment to strengthen it before it worsens during a deep clean coming up.”

Her explorer moved further back, tapping against his wisdom teeth. “Now, here’s the bigger issues: your wisdom teeth.” She tapped tooth#32—lower right wisdom tooth. “This one is partially erupted and already showing bad signs of decay in the grooves. It’s going to get impacted soon if we don’t remove it.” Jason grimaced as she moved to the opposite side.

“Tooth#17—upper left wisdom tooth. Similar issue its impacted and putting pressure on the adjacent molar and will also need to come out.” She leaned back on her stool for a moment, consulting her notes. “And don’t think I didn’t notice tooth#23,” she added, pointing to the lower left canine. That one is a serious Class III cavity. It’s dangerously close to the nerve. You’ll likely need another root canal with a crown, but I won’t know more till I can X-ray it and see how the roots look.”

Jason’s head was spinning as she kept rattling off major dental issues, one by one. The tooth chart quickly filled with red circles, Xs, and scribbled notes. "That’s…a lot," he said weakly mumbled.

“Yes, it is,” Alice said, her voice firm but not unkind. “You’ve got deep decay, impacted wisdom teeth, at least one extraction, several two root canals, and a handful of fillings to address that I can see so far. But don’t worry, Jason, we will take this one step at a time.”

She finished writing on the Tooth Identification. "I’ll start by numbing your mouth completely and taking care of your worst offenders right now. But this," she gestured to the patient file that he saw her writing his name at the top, "is officially now your file. You’re now official my patient, Jason. And as your aunt, I won’t let you slack off again you’re going to be coming to see me lots and once you main issues are delt with, then will talk about scheduling visits further out to see how your teeth are doing."

Jason felt intense dread as the full weight of his teeth problems bore down on him. He pulled himself upright a little in the dental chair, his hands gripping the armrests as he tried to process everything his aunt had just explained. The long list of problems, becoming her patient the possible pain and worry it was all too overwhelming. He looked at her warm kind eyes above her surgical mask, but something inside him felt uneasy he wanted to stop this and make a break for it.

“Aunt Alice,” he began hesitantly, rubbing the back of his neck as he tried unsuccessfully to climb out of the chair. “I really appreciate you taking the time to look at my teeth. I know you’re retired, and this is probably the last thing you wanted to do today.”

Alice waved a gloved hand dismissively. “Nonsense, Jason your my family and you will always comes first. I’m always happy to help you Jason you’re my favourite nephew and you always make time to help me when you can.” She said her smile visible behind her surgical mask.

Jason nodded, trying to not blush at that sweet remark. But he already decided this was getting to real and intense, he was going to quietly excuse himself. “This…this…(Breathing)…. is a lot of work. I mean, we’re talking cavities, root canals, crowns, extractions and even wisdom teeth. I know you’re a very skilled dental nurse, but for some of these don’t they seem beyond what you can handle since you’re retired. I….I… think maybe I should probably find a qualified dentist someone who can handle all this, you know…? Someone with a full setup, of modern equipment.”

For a moment, silence hung in the air as he said it. Alice’s hand froze on his chart. Slowly, she stood up from the stool “Of course Jason I understand, it’s a lot of work and you are just feeling rather overwhelmed and agitated. I know I have never worked on your teeth before so your also just feeling concerned!” she said, her voice turning strangely flat and controlled.

Jason exhaled in relief, mistaking her calm demeanor for understanding. “Alice I do trust I just get really nervous about all this you know your my favourite beautiful Aunt and you look incredible in your...Ahh nurses uniform it looks rather sex….…..ahh…” He stopped talking as he realized he had said far more then he meant to in his agitated stat. He had always had a major crush on his Aunt Alice and had a secret thing for dental nurses and dental & medical stuff. He shook his head at these thoughts and tried to get back on topic. “Anyways Aunt Alice thanks I really appreciate you looking at my teeth. Do you have a dentist you can recommend, and I’ll start calling around tomorrow and….”

He stopped mid-sentence. As he heard a strange metallic clinking, followed by, sounds of a fridge opening. He craned his neck to look, but his Aunt Alice had gone into a cabinet with her back turned, rummaging through one of her larger cabinets. “Aunt Alice?” he called, suddenly feeling uneasy.

“I understand, Jason,” she said, her tone now oddly cheerful, though she didn’t turn to face him. “Sometimes you get rather nervous, and you didn’t know I could help you. But don’t you worry I’m going to take care of you.”

Jason shifted uncomfortably something about her tone was off, he started pulling himself out of the chair quickly as another odd sound a cap being taken off and liquid being drawn reached his ears. He tried to see what she was doing, but the angle of the chair and the overhead lights glare made it impossible.

Suddenly his Aunt Alice was suddenly beside the chair, moving with surprising speed. Her masked face loomed above him, she looked calm but with a strange look in her eyes, her tight latex gloved hands holding a syringe with an odd milky liquid inside.

“Ahh Aunt Alice? What is in that syringe?” he stammered, as he quickly tried to bolt out of the chair his voice rising in panic.

“Shhhh Jason,” she said softly, as she pushed him forcefully down and mounted the dental chair and wrapping her legs around him. Then faster than he could follow she pulled his neck to the side and swiftly injected the syringe into him. “Ahhh Aunt Alice what did you just do” he said trying to push her off. “Jason just relax my darling. I can’t let you leave with your teeth in such critical condition. You’re my darling nephew so for your own good I’m going to take care of you” She cooed softly.

Jason struggled, his arms flailing as he tried to push her off, but her legs had wrapped around him like a vice pinning him to the chair with surprising strength. He started to feel lightheaded, and the room began to spin, and his vision blurred. His body grew weaker with each passing second, his movements stopped as darkness began to creep into the edges of his vision and he felt his eyes closing”

“Aunttt… Aliceeee…whhyyy” he mumbled weakly, his voice barely audible. “Don’t worry, my darling,” she whispered, her tone unnervingly calm and soothing. “I will start working on your teeth right away, your darling aunty will take care of everything.” The last thing Jason saw before his world faded completely to black, was his Aunt Alice pulling down her surgical mask to tenderly kiss his forehead, as everything went dark.

End: Chapter 1