The Chinese Physician Part 2: making it bigger…

 

 

Synopsis of story:  This is a continuation of Dr Li's expert treatment.  Although each story is complete in itself, you'd fare best to read part 1 first and see how Jill got into her predicament in the first place.  Or was it really a predicament?  For after all, Jill had already eagerly booked her next appointment with Dr Li. 

 

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The Chinese Physician Part 2: making it bigger…

 

Prologue to Part 2: 

Jill heaved, beads of sweat glistened on her body despite the air-conditioning.  She was just cumming down from her high, with that familiar after-coitus throb in her swollen labia.  The only thing is, there was no coitus at all, but a series of sensations- rubber pads, suction cups and calloused fingers that brought her to that state.

 

Now as she was easing off and cumming back into focus, she suddenly found a ball gag pushed into her mouth, and the ends tied behind her head.  Immediately after, a series of horribly painful pops brought her to her senses.  She realised that the 7 suction cups were being pulled off her body - barely enabling her to breath, even as she screamed into her ball gag.

 

"Shhh, shhhh" Dr Li's plumb and sweaty assistant hushed into Jill's ears as he stood behind her, with her propped up on the upright examination couch.  His mouth was close to her ears and just inches from her nostrils.  She could feel his vapid breath on her face and realised to her horror that he smelt.  Not only of bad breath, but also of body odour as well- a sour, sweaty pong in the heat of tropical Singapore, even though they were in an air-conditioned room. 

 

But Jill had little time to be repulsed because the plumb, sweaty assistant was at the same time manipulating Jill's ample 32C cup breasts, pulling at her nipples, and rolling them between his thumbs and fingers, while using the ball of his palms to massage the sides of Jill's breasts.  How he managed to do all that simultaneously beats her.  For even in her confused state, Jill realised that this somewhat revolting medical assistant was an expert at making here tits cum alive.  Her left nipple though, was still covered with the rubber electro-therapy pads- strange pads with a hole in the middle so that her areola was covered, but with her elongated nipple pulled through the hole.  Right now, her elongated left nub was being massaged by the vile-smelling assistant.  It was at once a sensuous, yet rough massage, for the assistant had calloused hands and fingertips.  And as he pulled on her nipple nub, the mingled sensation began to elicit a renewed throb in Jill's clit. 

 

The base of her left nipple nub was now full of tingles because it was being pulled, tweaked and pushed against the open hole of the rubber pad.  Her whole left nub was being rolled in the assistant's calloused fingers, so that it shot an electrical pulse down her tits and into her clit.

 

However, her clit still had its suction cup on, for it was the last of the cups to be taken off by Dr Li.  In fact, all the other cups were already off, and Jill's lower body resembled a weird-looking kaleidoscope of round, red orbs- nothing unusual because that's what you'd get after a traditional Chinese Tui Na treatment with suction cups.  Dr Li was now massaging those red orbs, and it felt soothing to Jill.

 

She had already stopped screaming into her ball gag when Dr Li's dream-like voice cut into her thoughts, "Now, to ease your body back from the pain of the suction cups, my assistant has to massage the meridian points in your chest, while I ease the pain on the parts where the suction cups were.   This will take a few minutes because we need to get you into a relaxed state before taking off the last cup, or it will be very painful.  A thousand apologies though, for the ball gag in your mouth.  We don't want the neighbours calling the cops, do we?"

 

With those last words, Dr Li let out a rather disconcerting laugh, which sounded like a man with a lisp, breathing through a punctured lung- as if air was swirling and escaping from the cackle of his laughter.  It unnerved Jill a bit, and it was made worse by the assistant's loud smirk right into her ears, which only served to push out a stream of foul smells from the assistant's mouth.  "This man must be a fan of kimchi.", thought Jill in disgust about the delicious Korean pickled vegetable dish that's ladened with garlic. 

 

But she had no time to hurl, because the pace of the assistant's tweaking increased.  Her nipples were now stiff orbs and coupled with Dr Li's increasing manipulation and massage of her inner thighs and the slightly painful yet sweet sensations that was emanating from the marks left over by the suction cups, Jill felt the familiar throb growing stronger again.  "Oh no, not another orgasm!"  Jill almost gasped out loud into her ball gag.  "I'm beginning to be a cum slut.  And all through nipple manipulation only" 

 

The 2 men looked at her intently, and Dr Li especially, since he was standing directly in front of her splayed legs on the exam couch, and was looking at her growing clit, encased in that last suction cup.  He was an expert at all these signs, and he was intently concentrating on her rapidly growing moans and body language, watching and waiting for that exact moment to wench off the last suction cup from her clit.  Right at the exact moment of her peak, to enhance it. 

 

"Aggggggh!!!!" Jill yelled into her ball gag, her legs trying their best to break free of their restraints.  It was a good thing that the restraints were on, for if not, Jane would surely have kicked Dr Li in his goolies- not intentionally, but just as a reflex action- for it was such an intense orgasm.  Her clit, red, throbbing and distended in the cups, was now free and the assistant leaned over Jill's shoulders, fingers still pulling at her nipples and looked greedily down her legs at her twitching clit.

 

In fact Jill's entire labia folds was twitching, and she almost lost consciousness in her ecstasy, squirting a stream of clear liquid right onto Dr Li's white coat.  Dr Li smiled.  It was exactly what he wanted, at exactly the right timing.  He looked at the last suction cup in his hands- it was wet with Jill's juice.  He was satisfied as he put it down onto the trolley.  His assistant's eyes followed Dr Li's movements to the trolley.  The best was yet to be…

 

Dr. Li indicated to his assistant to stop tweaking Jill's nipples.  "Haiz…This boy.  Sometimes, he's just too much.", thought Dr Li.  "Although he's an excellent and fast learner, he does enjoy the ladies too much, and can get carried away.  I must have another pep talk with him…"

 

"Ah Ter, help Miss Jill down and help her dress, if possible.  Then clean up the instruments.   Miss Jill, Ah Ter will help you, then bring you to the reception for a soothing cup of hot dong quai and red date tea.  We can then arrange your next visit."

 

Ah Ter was more than willing to dress Jill, and he was practically drooling at the thought and also at his "clean-up session".  Jill stumbled onto her wobbly feet, and was helped eagerly by the plumb assistant, who propped the naked girl up by her armpits, savouring the sight of her still-quivering body….

 

A little while later….

"Same time next week, Miss Jill."  Dr Li held open the main door, after he had accompanied her down the 3 flights of creaky stairs, guiding her, lest she fell after her "ordeal".  As Jill walked out into the hot Singapore sunshine, she was floating in a post-euphoric daze, awashed with endorphins.  She simply couldn't wait for next week…

 

Meanwhile upstairs, Ah Ter, the plump assistant, couldn't wait to get back inside the examination room for his "clean-up."  It was one of his favourite parts of the operations.  Sometimes he wonders if it's even better than mauling various body parts of the female patients.  Ah Ter hurried along the dank, dark corridors, savouring the moments that he will have, with his nose encased in Jill's suction cup, sniffing the concave glass where her clit had rested, inhaling the essence of her juice, and then finally licking it all up.  This part of his work has always been his heaven.

 

Jeanette's mission…

Jeanette saw Jill from afar exiting the shophouse.  As she came near and brushed past Jill, she noticed the glazed look in Jill's eyes.  "That must have been some treatment.  I wonder if she was there for the same thing..."  Jeanette mused to herself nervously as she started the long climb up the 3 flights of creaky stairs into Dr Li's clinic.

 

 

Some 2 miles down the road earlier that day….

Dr Tan took a breather from his multitude of patients, and drank a cup of ginseng tea.  His practice has been thriving ever since a bunch of girls wrote enthusiastically about him on the Internet.  When he was subsequently featured in the newspapers and a women's magazine, all hell broke loose and he had to practically fight off the hoards of young girls (and some not-so-young ones) at his clinic.  His wife and a female assistant helped him, but only he did the treatment.  They were barely coping with the load, but were really happy.  Business has never been so good.

 

However, occasionally, Dr Tan would get a nervous patient, but this one was the worst.  She had earlier bustled in, hands held over her chest.  The first thing she said to Dr Tan was, "I cannot have the needles.  It just cannot be done.  Is there any alternative?"   Jeanette spoke in Mandarin to Dr Tan.  For unlike the wily Dr Li, this Dr Tan's English was not good.  "No, acupuncture is the only way.  The most effective…"  Before he could finish his sentence, Jeanette cut in, "But one of my friends say that Tui Na massage is just as good.  Can you do that for me, as I just can't stand the sight of needles.  Acupuncture is out of the question.", she shivered.

 

Dr Tan sighed and thought to himself, "Oh dear, another of those nervous patients.  I can just see her wasting my time and prolonging her session while I still have patients outside."  "No, Miss, massage cannot achieve what you want.  Which is at least a C cup?"  Dr Tan was by now an expert at sizing up women's breasts.  Even with Jeanette crossing her hands over her 36A tits, he could tell.   "Miss, you cannot even get to a B cup with massage."  "But I heard from my friend about a Chinese doctor who has done wonders…" protested Jeanette.

 

"Oh, oh.  Here we go again…"  Dr Tan sighed audibly.  It's that inevitable question about the infamous Dr Li again.  He somehow knew that every conversation that steered into massage would inevitably end up that way.  It has gotten to the point that he was not wary anymore, the way he was when this first came up a few months ago.  Back then he had not wanted to recommend such patients to Dr Li.  In fact none of the Chinese physicians in Singapore had wanted to, and even today, some have refused to do so, denying Dr Li's existence.

 

For all the Chinese physicians have heard of the strange goings-on at Dr Li's clinic.  They had no prove about his methods, and with the increasing "climate of fear" that a lot of the Chinese physicians had, it was even more so a taboo topic amongst some.  For you see, loads of deprived females had been going to various Chinese physicians for their ailments, but after some time of treatment, some females have been wont to yell "molest".  Worse still, some have even cried rape.  And that's after months of treatment.  And for some, only after their husbands have threatened to divorce them.  It has been unfairly causing a few Chinese physicians to not only lose their licence, but get jail terms as well.

 

Oh yes, Dr Li's name was taboo in some circles.  Yet…he has never been caught.  Dr Tan pondered whether he should just recommend Jeanette to Dr Li, if only to get rid of her and get back to his other patients.

 

Because you see, actually Tui Na massage will increase a woman's bustline, but it's a tedious process, and one which Dr Tan didn't like doing, even in the best of circumstances, without the current "witch hunt" against traditional Chinese doctors.  It just takes far too much time, which will mean that he will be seeing less patients, and that means less money.  Besides, he didn't want to go down that route of excessively touching a Singapore female's tits, seeing that the Singapore female is one who thinks way too highly of herself, always thinking that every male must be gagging for her.  Oh no, Dr Tan wasn't going to be yet another victim of a histrionic Singapore female with delusions of her own grandeur and worth. 

 

So, it was with considerable enthusiasm that Dr Tan quickly recommended Dr Li's clinic to Jeanette.  This was just too fussy a patient, and he was glad to be rid of her.

 

Jeanette's determination…

Meanwhile, back at Dr Li's clinic, Jeanette huffed and puffed up the 3 flights of creaky stairs.  Unlike Jill, Jeanette was much plumper, and way more unfit.   She has always disliked her 36A breasts and she was determined to do something about it. 

She had read about self-massage- it was all the rage in Taiwan, and when some Taiwanese talk show was imported into, and shown in Singapore, she was amazed at the bold babe, a Taiwanese B-grade starlet by the humorous name of Cherry-Pop, who trusted her ample boobs at the cameras and massaged it for all she was worth. 

 

That TV talk show…

Her ample tits were of course not exposed, but encased in a flimsy bikini top that barely covered her nipples.  Each week chronicled the starlet's boob enlargement endeavours, with a male member of the audience (always a male) being invited up to measure her tits.  Some weeks they had lucky draws whereby some lucky (male again) audience member will get to massage the willing starlet's tits.  One of the methods, done as a final 'stroke' in the complicated massage routine was to bunch up one's fingertips into a small 'O', gently pinch the centre of the nipples and then widen the your fingertips and palm, radiating that small 'O' from the tips of your nipples right down your whole tit.  You then repeat the process as much as 80 times, ensuring that your lymph nodes are well drained after all the other breast massage techniques that have gone before it. 

 

It was almost total mayhem the first time this was done by a male (again) member of the audience who drew the right lucky draw ticket.  The young man stood behind Cherry-Pop, so as not to obstruct the view of the audience and camera, and circled his arms around Cherry-Pop, and began to massage.  Of course Cherry-Pop had on her usual cream/beige bikini, a colour that almost blended into her own fair, creamy skin, a skintone that's so loved by Asians who like their women as milky fair as possible.  What's more distinct about the colour of the bikini is that it made Cherry-Pop look like she was naked. 

 

As the young man went on with his massage, he soon started to press himself closer to Cherry-Pop until his by-then rock hard cock was flush against the top of her butt cleft.  He knew he would get hard, so he also pressed against the starlet to cover himself up.  On and on his fingers went, gliding over Cherry-Pop's already-ample tits ("as if she need any more massages, hah, cheh."  That was the derision that some females in the audience had for Cherry-Pop's assets).  Meanwhile, the young man was really getting into the massage…and so was Cherry-Pop, who began to grind her hips against the young man.  It had gotten to almost 50 strokes - which is actually a long time in TV airtime - when both of them were so into it that Cherry-Pop's bikini top suffered a wardrobe malfunction. 

 

As her left nipple peeped out of the thin fabric, the only people who didn't realise it were she and the young man.  The male audience was delighted and increased the rhythmic clapping of their hands.  The females were disgusted and gasped in shock, the cameras zoomed in for a more juicy view while the nervous TV executives frantically called up the studio (for it was a live show), where they were conveniently put on hold by the enthusiastic studio director, his tabloid news sense overcoming his sense of decorum.

 

The end result of that magnificent episode was that the station had its highest ratings in 5 years, and after admonishing the studio director, he got a raise and the talk show was extended for another year.

 

The talk show was such a hit that it was imported into various Asian countries where there were sizable amounts of ethnic Chinese.  Why, even in some Southeast Asian countries like Malaysia, Indonesia and Thailand, where there were minority Chinese there, this Taiwanese talk show was dubbed in the various native languages. The infamous episode was also shown all over Asia, but with a mosaic camera effect covering up Cherry-Pop's wardrobe malfunction.  Before long, Cherry-Pop's enlargement mission became a fixture with Asian women young and old alike, and some even engaged their husbands and boyfriends in their mission. 

 

Jeanette seeks help for her mission…

Jeanette though, was boyfriend-less, and found it tedious to self-massage.  She was lazy too, and often skipped the massage.  She was at her wit's end (for such was her obsession with her nearly-non existent tits), when she read about Dr Tan's success at acupuncture and enlarging many Singaporean girls' flat tits- no mean feat, for it's well-known that many Chinese girls in Singapore have what's known as "raisins on an ironboard"- which is what how Jeanette's evil brother like to mock her with, even poking her nipples while he yelled "raisins!"   And mind you, he's not a kid.  He is already nineteen and in the military services, which is compulsory for all male Singaporeans from 19 to 21 years.  Oh how her brother, Jack and his army friends like to smirk at her chest.  The shame of it all!

 

So Jeanette was determined, but she was also a coward and baby, and had always been deathly afraid of needles, so she had refused to go for Dr Tan's acupuncture treatment, which some of her friends had begun to rave about.  One girl even increased her B cups to a full C, and was now verging on a D.  And it was even rumoured that the Taiwanese B-grade starlet, Cherry-Pop, would be popping over to Singapore soon to film an episode under Dr Tan's expert acupuncture needles.

 

It was at this juncture that Jeanette's friend's cousin informed her about a certain Dr Li, the only Chinese physician in Singapore that would do breast massage, but no one knew where Dr Li was.  So Jeanette swept aside her fear of needles to go to Dr Tan, in the hopes that she can locate Dr. Li.    Her wish was granted, and so here she found herself…

 

…staring into the wily eyes of Dr Li.  She was in the examination room now.  Sitting on a chair, just next to the exam couch.  Dr Li was taking her pulse, and cunning as he was, he seized her up immediately.  He was delighted.  Despite her age, 25, he immediately knew that not only was Jeanette a virgin, she was also practically an innocent sexless creature- the perfect candidate for boob massage.  He could also tell that a lot of these plumb girls can actually be raving lunatics of sex, if only the circumstances were right.

 

He began to ask some questions, careful not to arouse Jeanette's suspicions.  "Miss Jeanette, I must ask you a few questions because what you are asking of me is very difficult…"  Dr Li began, sensing rightly that this was a mission so entrenched in the sex-starved girl's mind that she would be alarmed that he was not going to take on the job of enlarging her breasts.

 

He was right, because Jeanette immediately sputtered, "But…but, my friend said….and Dr Tan down the road recommended…"  Jeanette's eyes began to brim with tears, thinking that this was the end of the road for her breast-ambitions.  "Miss Jeanette, do you realise that it may be a long journey?  This is because, unlike acupuncture, which can target the right meridian points immediately, massage needs various other means of stimulation.  I need more hands and more instruments."  Dr. Li was fully speaking the truth in a way, and actually laying down the cards on the table, so to speak.

 

"Anything, anything.  However long it takes.  I want it!"  Jeanette practically shouted at Dr Li.  They were all the words and sentiments Dr Li needed to hear, and confirm his assessment.  She really was the right candidate.  And a long-term one too.

 

"All right Miss Jeanette, I can take you on.  But you must promise me one thing."  "Yes….anything." breathed the naïve Jeanette, her eyes wide-opened and so absorbed at looking at Dr Li that she didn't see his assistant, Ah Ter coming into the room and grinning.  "You must listen to whatever I say.  Do whatever I tell you.  Because unlike all those nonsense beauty salons which now have breast treatments with all their what-not equipment and their silly serums and creams, mine is different.  So very different!"  Dr Li was getting dramatic, for he knew he could only do so with naïve girls like Jeanette, and not street-wise ones like Jill. 

 

"Oh yes, Dr Li, yes, I will obey."  "Do you realise that with my massage, you don't only lie down?  Like all the silly beauty salons?  No!  My massage requires you to assume various positions, and have various environmental conditions present, cold, hot…so that your meridian points can fully open up." Dr Li boomed, now really getting into the charade.  For it was seldom that he has seen one as naïve as our Jeanette, the sheltered "little" girl.  Yes, thought Dr Li, he was sure going to have some fun.

 

"Yesss!"  a sudden shout startled both Dr Li and Jeanette.  They both twirled round to the source of that excited yell.  Dr Li realised it was Ah Ter, his assistant, now anticipating the fun that he too, was going to have with this new patient.  "Tsk" thought Dr Li.  "If he wasn't such a good assistant, I would have already cuffed him around the ears long ago and booted him out."  Dr Li frowned at Ah Ter, and threw him dagger-looks.  Ah Ter quickly shut up, but didn't stop grinning.

 

"Let us begin now."  Dr Li said, after glaring at Ah Ter once again.  Jeanette was so eager that she started to undress.  But Dr Li put a stop to it.  "No, no.  The air-conditioning is too cold.  It is not conducive to expose your breasts yet.  We must warm it up first."  Dr. Li said, guiding her towards the examination couch and flicking a lever, which lowered the couch to below Jeanette's waist.  His assistant, Ah Ter's eyes popped and he raised his eyebrows.  Now, this was one "treatment" he has never seen Dr Li do.  Ah Ter was beside himself with anticipation, and fresh sweat pored over his body, wetting his armpits, activating his body odour, as he wondered what Dr Li was up to.

 

Dr Li, gently moved Jeanette over to the couch, making sure that as he held Jeanette on her fleshy upper arms, he brushed the side of her flat breast, just as he did with Jill before, a move that had caused Jill to squirm with desire.  Jeanette however, being the virginal innocent, had no reaction.  Ah Ter smirk rather too loudly at that, which made Dr Li glare at him again. 

 

"Now, Miss Jeanette, face the middle of the couch, no, stand about a foot away and put both your hands on the couch.  Bend over and hold the top of the couch.  I need you to do this so that blood will rush to your chest area, so as to warm it.   Yes, bend over, while I lower the examination couch even more."  Dr Li, pressed the lever again, and the exam couch now cranked down lower.

 

Jeanette was now straining a bit to maintain her position for it was now as if she was trying to touch her toes, even though she wasn't bent that low.  Jeanette was never one for exercise, so she found the bent-over position she was in a bit difficult.  But for the sake of big breasts, she held on.  "I am going to massage the meridian points in your chest, but I need to loosen your bra."  Dr Li swiftly unhooked Jeanette's bra before she could react, but he was confident, anyway, that Jeanette won't object, determined as she was to increase her bustline.

 

As her bra hung loose over her sleeves dress, Dr Li bent over Jeanette and started to massage her flat tits over the thin cotton material of her dress.  Unlike Ah Ter his assistant who loves big tits, Dr Li actually had a fetish for the more flat-chested girls.  For Dr Li is wise in the ways of human sexuality.  His years of experience has shown that the plainer-looking girls and the sexually-deprived "aunties" had the most potential for explosive reactions and orgasms and there's nothing that delights Dr Li more than watching them develop their inner natures.  (note: "aunties" are Singaporean and Malaysian local terms that refer to middle-aged women who are often neglected by their erring spouses.)

 

Dr Li felt the protruding nipples over the thin cotton material, and he relished the feel of those pointy nipples in the centre of his palms as he pressed on Jeanette's flat tits.  "Ah Ter, bring the examination gown over.  The other one, the thin, white one"  "Now for the 2nd part of this treatment", thought Dr Li cunningly.  For if you were a traditional Chinese physician, you would be puzzled at what Dr Li was doing.  That's because this 2-step 'primer' is nowhere found in Chinese medicine.  It's what Dr Li has done and improvised on countless naïve patients, for those cases where he was able to get away with. 

 

Jeanette moved up and straightened her body when she heard Dr Li asking for the gown because she naturally thought that she was meant to take off her dress and put it on.  The effect of it made her rather ample butt cheeks bump against Dr Li's bony frame behind her, right into his growing crotch.  Dr Li smiled with delight.  That was some nice, round ass, which sometime in the future, he must find a way to massage.  That won't be difficult, he thought, seeing that Jeanette is like a sponge in more ways than one.  Constantly absorbing whatever he says without questioning. 

 

"No, no, Miss Jeanette, remain bent over.  We mustn't expose your chest to the air-conditioning yet.  I will unzip your dress and slip the gown over."  Dr Li was trying to prolong the time when he finally sees her flat chest, for small tits are such a fetish of his that he loves the delicious anticipation that waiting brings.  Ah Ter on the other hand, was impatient.  "Haiz, this Dr Li, don't know why he can't just whip off that dress.  I want to see her tits, even though it's not big."  Tits were tits for Ah Ter, and even though he loves big ones, when that's not possible, any tit would do, as long as they are female, human, and alive.  For as disgusting in personal hygiene as our Ah Ter is, his sexual preferences are as vanilla as the ice-cream flavour that he most loves.

 

Dr. Li had already swiftly removed Jeanette's dress and bra, and slipped on the gown, leaving her bikini panties on, and never once at that time, seeing her bare tits at all.  The anticipation can wait, thought Dr Li happily.  Dr Li looked at Jeanette's huge butt and bikini panties that showed the top of her butt cleft, as he tied up her gown at the back.  Well, at least it's a bikini panty, and not an old grandma's high-waisted one.  He was sure before undressing her that he probably won't be lucking out like he did with Jill who wore a pearl thong by mistake.  No, thought Dr Li.  This naïve Miss Jeanette would not know what a pearl thong is even if it flew into her face and bit her on the nose.

 

Dr Li now called out to his assistant, "Ah Ter, go into the fridge and pour out a glass of cold, ice water.  And bring some of that hong yui here." (Hong Yui is like Tiger Balm, a mentholated rub that's common in Asia for all sorts of ailments from headaches, to muscle aches-it leaves the surface of your skin heated).  Ah Ter hurried off to the far side of the room, realising that Dr Li had some wily plans in mind which had nothing much to do with traditional Chinese medicine at all.  "Now, Miss Jeanette, get on the examination couch.  I will be wetting the top of your gown with a little cold water.  This is just to get your chest acclimatised to the air-conditioning.  Otherwise it is too soon to take off your gown." 

 

But this treatment is all nonsense as far as Chinese medicine is concerned.  It was all for the benefit of Dr Li who loved to see erect nipples behind a wet, wet cotton material - it's the wonderful anticipation of unveiling those knobs while seeing them strain against a wet blouse that thrilled him.  It was no surprise therefore to learn that one of Dr Li's favourite soft porn genres is the wet T-shirt contest.  He has loads of it, all illegally imported, and almost all of it amateur and from the US, most of which had been done during Spring break when antics are wild, and students drunk. 

 

But right now, he had a live pair of tits right before him, so Dr Li set out to work.  He poured out some of the ice-cold water onto a sponge and started to mob through Jeanette's exam gown, right on her tits.  Jeanette jumped up in shock at the cold, even though she was anticipating and preparing herself.  "Ah Ter, come over here and hold up Miss Jeanette's arms.  She must not move or the massage effect will be undone."

 

Ah Ter happily obliged, for this was one ritual he was familiar with.  Both he and Dr Li loved nothing more than to see a female patient held like this, with her arm pushed back and held by Ah Ter, her tits thrusted out while Dr Li administered various treatments.  It was the psychological element that thrilled them- the "force and control" factor which makes female patients look so helpless that Dr Li and Ah Ter think that they have the best job in sunny Singapore.  And for some females too, Dr Li could tell, the first time they are held this way….well, for some you can see their panties become suddenly wet, as their hidden desires are unveiled subtly for the very first time.  It's all too delicious a job…

 

Transparent cotton…

For Jeanette then, it was the first time she has felt such a weird sensation between her legs as the cold water began to expand into two transparent patches on chest, making her examination gown transparent.   Together with the cold air-conditioning, her wet gown showed up her erect and dark nipples brilliantly.  Dr Li was thrilled for this was one of the rare times he was able to practise this fetish with a real, live patient.  At other times he had actually engaged a hooker, just so that he can splash cold water over her exam gown, just for this effect.  But here was our naïve Jeanette, wide-eyed and quivering with cold, nipples bursting out of the gown. 

 

"Now, I'm going to begin the massage, but the gown will still be on.  The reason why I'm doing this is because I'm now going to apply the hong yui on your chest, and since this is your first time, I won't do it directly on your flesh, but over the gown."  Dr Li explained to Jeanette.  He had a point too, pardon the pun, because the hong yui or mentholated balm, if applied directly on flesh, would be too much for some people, unless you're a pain slut.  And especially with what he was about to do to Jeanette's tits later, it would be too painful for her.  So for now he was happy to massage the hong yui onto her nipple tip first, then her (non-existent) breast meat, all through the wet cotton gown, giving him a nice eyeful and fulfilling his fetish of looking at flat-titted nipples through a "wet T-shirt". 

 

Round and round his fingers went, circling Jeanette's nipples, rubbing the hong yui in, and periodically tweaking and pulling her knobs through the thin, wet cotton material.   Every so often, he would stop and sponge on more cold, ice water, re-wetting the gown so that the visual effect of the wet gown would be enhanced.  Jeanette was beginning to squirm because the hong yui was taking effect.  Her nipples was heating up, yet….the cold water being sponged on them would suddenly made her nipples seize up again.  The alternate hot-cold sensation caused a growing throb in her nipples and near-flat tit meat, and a nice warmth was building up her chest.

 

"Ah Ter will now massage the meridian points in your armpits, but for that he has to hook up your arms overhead so as not to let the blood vessels in your arms accumulate and block his efforts."  As he ended his sentence, Jeanette heard a whirling sound and a pair of cuffs dropped down from the ceiling.  She was agog, as Ah Ter the assistant immediately cuffed her wrists and rested her elbows on another device, a kind of curved armrest that had also descended from the ceiling. 

 

"The wonders of Chinese medicine!" thought the naïve Jeanette (for she probably has never been anywhere near China, nor has she ever seen bdsm porn before).  He cuffed wrists was now hanging gently and held up and away from her body, with her elbows comfortably sitting on the padded armrest.  It all gave a very nice stretch to her arms, much like the stretching exercises that Jeanette used to do at one of Singapore's top gym.  It felt soothing and good.

 

Ah Ter immediately set to work behind her, massaging the meridian points in her armpits.  Jeanette at first thought it would make her giggly as she was a ticklish person, but soon realised that it was sending some very funny sensations down between her legs.  She couldn't figure out what they were, but just knew that they felt good.  In fact so good, that she hoped she wouldn't pee on Dr Li's examination couch.  Oh.oh.  That wouldn't do, but she was assured as she had just gone to the toilet before she came in.

 

Ah Ter meanwhile was massaging vigorously and expertly like he usually does, but in his own mind, this patient's body was none too hot.  It had nothing whatsoever to do with the fact that Jeanette was on the chubby side.  It had all to do with tits.  For Ah Ter was a tit man, and tits were all that occupied his waking and sleeping mind.  He just loves big tits.  This armpit massage you see, requires him to move from the armpit down to the sides of the breast and back again, pulling and prodding at the meridian points.  So massaging a flat-chested girl, was not much fun for Ah Ter.  And what's more, her tits were still covered by the gown, albeit now totally transparent.

 

Nevertheless he had a job to do, and soon both his hands and Dr Li's hands were all over Jeanette's tits.  Dr. Li watched for signs of Jeanette's arousal, prolonging it a little more than usual, because he knew that this was one of the first sexual encounters in naïve Jeanette's sheltered life.  Jeanette was now beginning to squirm under the 2 men's expert touch, and as nature has always intended, even in a creature as innocent as our sexually-inexperienced Jeanette, her hips buckled on its own accord, and she automatically started to grind her hips onto Dr Li's leather exam couch.  She was doing it unconsciously at first, then when she realised it, wondered why she was moving that way.

 

Dr. Li noticed it too, and smiled knowingly.  Now is just the right time to apply the next stage of massage- this time a real Tui Na suction massage.  "Ah Ter, continue to massage Miss Jeanette, but leave the armpit massage, and take over from me."  Ah Ter was happy to do so, even though those tits didn't excite him much.  Nevertheless, he liked feeling of a hard pair of protruding nipples under his hands.

 

"Miss Jeanette, I am now going to apply some suction cups to the tips of your chest.  It will hurt a little so I will put the special Chinese ball gag in your mouth, to keep you from yelling.  We don't want the neighbours to call the police, now do we."  Dr Li seemed to love that line, as it stirred up some lovely thoughts in his mind. 

 

"No, Dr Li.  Anything is fine, so long as I achieve my aims."  Jeanette almost shouted out the words, as Ah Ter, the assistant increased his manipulation of her nipples, inducing an urgent feeling between her legs.  "Good.  Ah Ter, get Miss Jeanette ready.  Take off the rest off her gown.  Miss Jeanette, your gown will have to come off now.  Your chest is now sufficiently heated."

 

Ah Ter worked swiftly and removed the gown- uncuffing Jeanette's hands quickly, took off the gown and then re-cuffed her hands and got back to work on the now topless girl.  Ah Ter widened his eyes at the sight.  The chest which he thought was flat-chested didn't look too bad now that it was bare, and especially with her elongated nipples.  "Now, this one has unusually elongated nipples.  I wonder if Dr Li will try and induce lactation in the future", thought Ah Ter wickedly. 

 

He knew, by instinct and by watching Dr Li's expressions earlier that Jeanette was a virgin, so trying to induce lactation would be a greater feat, and often painful too, than if the subject were more sexually experienced.  Perhaps she will need more labia massage before that, haha. 

 

Ah Ter was looking forward to that because in his work with virginal girls and the sexually-inexperienced, it has always been a magnificent sight to see how their sexuality is awakened under the skilful hands of Dr Li.  Their reactions, gasps and squirms, and subsequent demeanour even after treatment, had never failed to fascinate and amuse him.  And how they crave the next treatment…

 

Dr. Li was now preparing the special suction cups.  Now, these were different in size from the ones used on Jill earlier.  These were much smaller, and attached to a pumping device.  Their circumference and diameter was just large enough to enclose a nipple, but instead of round cups like Jill's were, they were elongated and cylindrical.  All the better to suck in those nipples, and oh my, this Miss Jeanette has unusually long nipples, once they were well manipulated and aroused, thought Dr Li.

 

He now squeezed out a smidgen of special cooling gel onto Jeanette's nipples and attached the cups.  To his surprise, Jeanette did not react like most others.  She seemed to be able to take the initial pain when the cups go in.  "Hmmm, are we seeing a potential pain slut here?" Dr Li mused, excitedly.  "This is beginning to get even more interesting."

 

"Ah Ter, do the special massage now."  Ah Ter immediately pulled a lever, which separated the bottom, half of the exam couch into stirrups.  Jeanette pushed up in surprised, eyes widened big as her legs did its own widening…

 

"Miss Jeanette, don't be alarmed.  Ah Ter now must massage your lower meridian points in order for the treatment to work.  Would you mind if we remove your panties?  We can actually do it with your panties on, but of course, your breasts will not be as big."  Dr Li cunningly asked the naïve Jeanette.

 

"Noopf, Noopf, goof ahphedrf."  Jeanette answered quickly through her ball gag.  The mere suggestion of smaller breasts, or lesser results had alarmed Jeanette so much that she would now do anything asked of her.  She was therefore saying, 'No, no, go ahead.'  "Yes or no, Miss Jeanette, nod your head, or shake your head.  Both ways are fine, but of course they effects will be different.  Can Ah Ter remove your panties?"  Dr Li was wickedly having fun with this patient, prolonging the charade. 

 

Jeanette nodded her head vigorously, even as Ah Ter began to take off her panties, scarcely waiting for her affirmation.  As her panties came off, both Ah Ter and Dr Li almost gasped.  Hers was a magnificent-looking pussy.  Everything that porn magazines have always deceptively photo shopped it to be.  But this one was natural.  It was one of the pinkiest pussies they have ever seen on an Asian girl.  Usually even the fairest Chinese girls would have dark crimson pussies at the most because it's all to do with genetics.  But the pussy on this Chinese girl looked like an exquisitely photoshopped work of art.  Jeanette was also one of those Chinese girls with naturally sparse pubic hair.  It was in fact not a good omen for the Chinese at all, who term such girls as "white tigers".

 

In ancient Chinese mores, 'white tigers', that is girls with little or no pubic hair, would bring bad luck to their men, especially making them lose at gambling.  These girls won't have good marriage prospects at all, in more ancient times.  Why, even taking a look at a hairless or near-hairless pussy in the old days will cause the men bad luck, and they would have to go through rituals to cleanse themselves.

 

But these are modern days, and with unbridled porn over the Internet, a shaved cunt is the norm.  So with the porn collection of Dr Li providing entertainment for the 2 men in their off-work hours, both Dr Li and Ah Ter wouldn't dream of anything other than a shaved pussy.

 

And this one was now gaping back at them, which made the 2 men almost hard instantly.  Ah Ter was agog, his eyes wide open as he eagerly turned to massage Jeanette, deftly tossing aside her panties onto the trolley of suction cups, almost hitting Dr Li on the way.  Dr. Li frowned.  "Cheh, the panties almost hit me on the face.  This Ah Ter really should be more careful." 

 

For much as Dr. Li loved the look of Jeanette's pink pussy, and much as Chinese mores have changed towards a near-hairless pussy, some traditions still don't change.  It is still considered bad luck for a man to touch a woman's underwear, especially soiled panties, and Dr Li was after all, an older man, who remembers the traditional ways, unlike Ah Ter's generation, who have no qualms about handling soiled panties. 

 

Meanwhile Ah Ter began to massage Jeanette's clit, and it was yet another magnificent piece of work- a ruby red bulb against a pink background.  Ah Ter gently angled his right thumb over it, and pressed down, held the slight pressure, then released it ever so slightly in a slight arc, the put on the pressure again.  Jeanette's hips bucked immediately and her legs shot out.  Oh, oh.  Ah Ter in his enthusiasm, had forgotten to strap her ankles down.

 

Dr Li immediately sprang forward to do that, while glaring at Ah Ter, who grinned sheepishly in return.  "Now, Miss Jeanette, I will now operate this pump.  It will pull on your nipples, sending heat waves down to the rest of your chest.  I will program this panel, and then move over to massage the meridian points on your chest."

 

But Jeanette was no longer listening to him.  She was squirming and wriggling in sweet agony on the examination couch as Ah Ter's expert thumbs worked on her inflamed clit.  He now moved his other hand over her labia folds and began to pinch them in little waves- pinch, pull, roll.  Pinch, pull, roll.  On and on it went on both sides of her labia fold.  What was so amazing about the calloused hands of the plumb and sweaty Ah Ter was that he could do different things with both hands simultaneously.  He worked on both lips while doing wonders with his thumb over her throbbing clit.

 

Jeanette was lost in the exquisite feeling between her legs.  Never had she felt this before.  It was like a "soft" feeling that was building up to a very "sng" sensation all around her pubic mons.   (sng is a Fukien Chinese word for ache- for it was a dull achy sensation that was building up in Jeanette's loins)  It was now cumming in little waves, and Jeanette strained against her ankle restrains and pulled on her handcuffs.  Suddenly, another sensation hit her as Dr Li started on the electro-therapy panel. 

 

Jeanette opened her eyes momentarily, only to see her nipples elongate into the cylindrical suction cups.  Dr. Li now walked up to Jeanette and began his massage the meridian points around her breasts, sending a new wave of sensation over her chest.

 

Jeanette was now engulfed in a series of blinding pleasurable pressure alternating between her nipples and her vagina.  For the clit massage had now sent the waves that she earlier felt right into her vaginal passage, virginal as they are, with her hymen still intact.  It was as if an invisible force of a huge penis was penetrating her, even though Ah Ter's wonderful thumbs were still on her clit and the rest of his fingers of the other hand around her labia, never even penetrating her virgin hole.

 

Dr Li looked at Ah Ter in amazement, because he could tell by Jeanette's face that she was in untold ecstasy.  "That Ah Ter will make a great Chinese physician with his fingers and his skills.  I must do all I can to retain this boy, and not let him go to my rivals."  Dr Li thought to himself.  That's why even though Ah Ter may be careless at times and indulge too much in the ladies, Dr Li always forgives and forgets in the end, because Ah Ter's skills are one-in-a-million.

 

The sweaty assistant's right thumb was now bringing Jeanette to her first ever orgasm, for in addition to all the dexterous stuff that Ah Ter was doing with his fingers of his left hand, Ah Ter was also using his other fingers, above his clit-rubbing right thumb to press on Jeanette's meridian points along her pubic mons, intensifying Jeanette's orgasm at its very peak. 

 

Suddenly a huge squirt of clear liquid shot itself right on Ah Ter's chin.  Jeanette had just cum so hard and long that it gave Ah Ter a shock.  But only for that moment, because Ah Ter quickly opened his mouth to swallow Jeanette squirting her love juice.  It was another of Ah Ter's fetish, besides sniffing used suction cups and panties, and Ah Ter happily lapped it up. 

 

Jeanette screamed right into her ball gag and her nipples elongated an alarming length into the cylindrical suction cup.  Her breast meat suddenly swelled up almost an inch, and Dr Li almost gasped in astonishment.  This was one of the fastest swelling of a patient's breast meat that he has seen.  It could only mean that Miss Jeanette's hormonal levels were very healthy and at its peak.  That was why when Ah Ter massaged the key areas, it had released Jeanette's hormones heavily and not in the usual small dosage as with other patients. 

 

Dr. Li then realised that Jeanette could actually be his star candidate for his brand of massage for breast enlargement.  He almost shouted with joy, but stopped himself.  Hmm, he has to temper this discovery with caution.  For much as he wants to be in the history books of traditional Chinese medicine, he's also wary of the "climate of fear" that many traditional Chinese physicians in Singapore were living in.  All because of some silly, histronic females who had falsely accused some hapless Chinese physicians of molest. 

 

Yes, he should go slow on this, at least on the release of such good news.  Meanwhile, he would diligently work on Miss Jeanette, for as much as he is a lecherous old man, Dr Li is also very dedicated to his profession.  And he realised that Jeanette's case could well become a precedent and good subject for study in this new field in Chinese medicine.

 

Jeanette now was cumming down from her awakening.  Sweat was pouring down her body, and Ah Ter was very efficiently mopping her down with a hot towel soaked in Chinese herbs to retain the qi in her body.  It was crucial not to let the cold get into a newly-massaged body, and especially one that had experienced its first awakening.  So Ah Ter had turned off the air-conditioning and was working swiftly- mopping up, then covering it with pieces of cloth soaked in even hotter herbs.

 

Dr Li now looked fondly at Ah Ter.  What an assistant he had!  He never had to tell him much what to do.  Ah Ter only had to be instructed once and he would remember what to do the next time.  Dr Li was grateful, and determined to reward Ah Ter later that day with a new dvd of Ah Ter's favourite big-tit porn, and possibly a visit to his favourite brothel that specialises in double-D hookers.

 

Jeanette's delight…

20 minutes later, as Ah Ter helped Jeanette to dress, she felt something different as Ah Ter hooked up her bra strap.  Did her cups feel a little tighter?  Or was it her imagination?  She didn't seem to bother that the plumb and sweaty assistant saw her naked, or that she just had a strange encounter between her legs.   All her thoughts now was on her breasts and next week's appointment.

 

Second thoughts about raisins…

When Jeanette walked into her house that evening, her parents weren't home from work yet.  Jack her brother was home, though with 2 of his army friends.  As Jack heard the key turn in the door and Jeanette coming in, he bounded out of his room, ready to yell, "raisins on an ironboard!", which was his usual greeting to her.  He almost ran into her and was just about to reach out to poke her nipples and yell the first words to the sentence, "raisins…" when he stopped short. 

 

Something about Jeanette was different.  Her chest looked a little higher, but it was not only that.  There seemed a soft afterglow on Jeanette's face and features, and a faint scent of something delicious, which he couldn't quite put his finger on.  It shocked him into silence, and his two hands were poised in mid-air, as he was ready to poke Jeanette's nipples, in his usual way.  He felt a sudden throb in his pants and realised to his horror, that he was having a hard-on.

 

Jeanette smirked, "Childish as usual…" she derided him, and went into her room, slamming the door on her brother's stunned face.