Dr. Boss was not going to let Bobbie ignore his rules again. His nurses prepared her body for the treatment, a body modification procedure.

She was aggressively washed; her tits were then swabbed with alcohol. They gave her an oral pain medication which brought on a warm feeling of comfort, she knew it was a strong opiate. Too dizzy to walk, they used a gurney to transport her to a room she never seen, a fully equipped operation theater. She was lifted onto the O.R. table and strapped at her waist, legs, and arms to the table. Mildred explained the doctor does not have an anesthesiologist for this procedure because it is an emergency caused by her fucking the orderlies. They tried to ease her fear by saying he was very experienced and gentle even when surgery is extensive.

Dr. Boss entered fully suited with gloves and mask just as the drug was taking full effect. Bobbie looked up at the man and two women and said in a drunken voice, “I will never disobey you again; my body is yours to …..” She may have fainted as she heard the doctor say “Scalpel” He cut two small X marks at the base of her tits just above her rib cage. She never felt it. She did feel what was next. The nurses were pushing hypodermic needles into her areolas from four directions. The needles were pushed in toward her nipples and she could feel the sharp tips meet under her nubs. Dr. Boss then said, “She took the 22 gauge well but she needs to have 16 gauge for the next stage.” One by one the slender injection needles were removed and the larger draining needles were slid into the same holes.

Still feeling somewhat numb from the painkiller Bobbie knew there was a slight stinging in her nipples but it was not unpleasant. The doctor then told the nurses to begin the treatment and Bobbie was now aware of fire burning in her tits. The needles were pulled out one by one and pushed back in at a different angle. As the larger and longer points tore new tunnels in her breasts small streams of blood curled down to the table. Her tits were truly on fire now and she begged for more of the pain medication. Dr. Boss told her she had the maximum dose and could have more in an hour, once they were done.

The nurses had a tray of 60cc syringes, cylinders bigger than she had ever seen, eight of them filled with intravenous saline. One by one the fluid was pumped into her nipples and tit meat, again the needles were extracted and inserted at all angles as the saline pumped into her ravaged body. As each syringe was drained the needle was extracted and small ball at the end of a barbell was forced into the hole to stop the draining and bleeding. The two inch long barbells were easy to push deep into the puffy mass of torn meat and fluids and after the needle tearing inside her.

Dr. Boss said, “Well done ladies, our girl is ready for the final stage of this operation.” They seemed to be a well rehearsed team, the saline equipment was removed and two new trays appeared. The doctor took a slender stainless steel rod with rounded ends and with the smallest one slid it into the hole he had cut with the scalpel. Guiding it with two fingers he pushed it under her skin until it pushed her nipple out from below. He explained these were urethral sounds that were made to gradually open your piss hole and showed her how the last one was bigger than a pencil. After both tits were skewered he replaced the small rods with larger and larger rods until the outline of the rods were clearly visible under her skin and expanding her nipples to what appeared like a finger of flesh popping out from her areolas. He was gentle as he stretched her body to accept the thickest skewers.

“The nurses will now prepare for the body modification, ladies are we ready?” They had smaller sounds inserted into a rubber hose, just tight enough the rubber would not slide off rod. The doctor pulled the big sound out of her and replaced it with the rubber hose rod. Pinching the hose where it exited her body he was able to pull the sound out while the hose remained in her nipples. He asked the nurses how large will she will go as they brought a new tray. Rolling in a sterile lubricant was a variety of translucent white marbles. “Bobbie, I am going to implant these surgical grade balls into your nipples and they will remain there, your body will accept them and you will learn to love yourself with them. Now you have been a very naughty slut so we will have to use a large size.” He measured a marble over a half inch in diameter and placed it on the end of a rod with a concave end. He explained that once he started the two centimeter ball he could not stop or the ball would not be properly placed. He said to the nurses she would need something more for the pain and this time she received an injection of morphine that sent her into a pleasure cloud.

Dr. Boss had his nurses begin both balls journey to her nipples together and was tending to guiding the balls into place. She was writhing with a vague feeling of being ripped apart. Finally both balls were jammed into the tips of her nipples. The hoses and barbells were removed and bandages applied after a few sutures closed the holes at her tit base. The nurses now used a heavy thread to wrap the base of her massive nipples to ensure the balls would stay in place. She had an adjustable bra tightly strapped onto her chest to hold the bandages in place, it had holes that allowed her nipples to poke through and laces were tied at the holes to keep everything in place.

“Bobbie, you have shown me you can be a good girl, I think you enjoyed this. I’m sure you will like our next visit into my operating room! The nurses will give you a pill to help you rest now. You need to take a long sleep and heal the trauma we have done.”

I was lifted to the gurney and as they wheeled me out I wondered what was planned for my next visit to the O.R.