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Shady Beach City	By : Kicking_Spare Category: +S through Z > Steven Universe Views: 5410 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-A fairly standard trip to the doctor.
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Yo I don't own Steven Universe, any of it's characters, any associated artwork, or anything even remotely related to Cartoon Network's properties. No money was made off this.

“Alright, Mr. Apollo Miller, it says here on your sheet that you turned 14 last month?” Dr. Priyanka Maheswaren asked, flipping through the sheets of paper on her clipboard.
“Yep,” The young blonde haired boy replied from his seat on the examination table. The tween was wearing a superhero t-shirt, and for some odd reason, a lengthy skirt, probably forced on him from his mother’s closet if the hasty alterations to it were any indication.
“We had you in here about six months ago for a broken leg?” Priyanka questioned, as she read through an older patient file. “It looks like we prescribed you some multivitamin pills to help you heal, would have been these small pink capsules that tasted like strawberries and felt tingly going down?”
“Yep,” The young kid replied, popping the p in the word. He was shifting about a little awkwardly were he sat, not quite sure how to cross his legs.
“So what seems to be the problem?” Priyanka asked, looking up from the paperwork. “Any residual pain in your leg? The admission notes just says you’ve been feeling weird?”
“Yeah, mom’s been kind of worried about my wiener.” The boy admitted, flushing slightly and avoiding making eye contact with the doctor.
“While here please refer to it as either your cock or dick,” Priyanka replied as if it was the most natural thing in the world. “If you must refer to your penis with slang at least avoid the juvenile variants, it’s unbecoming of a young man like you.”
The boy blinked at that, taken aback slightly. “Mom says those are bad words…” He stated hesitantly.
“Boys aren't allowed to say them, but young men get a pass on any harsh language,” Priyanka explained, gesturing with her pen, “It’s a maturity thing, I’m surprised your mother hasn’t explained this yet.”
The boy stared at her, his jaw dropping slightly. He was silent for a few seconds, and then…
“Cock, Dick, Fuck, Cock, Cock, Shit, Shitty, Fuck, Fucker.”
“Hmph,” Dr. Maheswaran replied, with the sort of polite laugh native to every attempt at humor in a doctor-patient relationship. She made a few notes, before looking up again.
“So, let’s take a look at that penis,” She eventually said. Examining her charge with a critical eye. “Clothes off.”
At this the boy crossed his legs involuntary, hunching in on himself.
“Mom was really strict about getting naked in front of people.” He replied quietly, “Especially right now.”
Dr. Maheswaran gave a weary sigh.
“Kid this is a Doctor’s office, and you’re in for an examination. Nudity is completely normal, and is in fact essential for ensuring your health. Now take off your shirt, skirt, and underwear. Your shoes can stay on, the floor is cold."
Hesitantly the boy shrugged out of his clothing. The skirt unraveled onto the floor, joined by a shirt, and a pair of briefs pulled over the boy’s tennis shoes.
He sat back down. Legs apart, feet planted firmly on a little step that had been recessed in the table, leaving the apex of his crotch exposed.
His cock dangled past his knees. Even flaccid, it was sexually imposing. It was soda can thick, uncircumcised and as long as the boys’ forearm. Behind it, a pair of soft ball sized testicles quivered with a simmering heat.
The boy was exuding self-consciousness.
Priyanka visually examined the impressive genitals, before matching the boys eyes with a quirked brow.
“So, what’s wrong with it?”
“What?” The boy replied intelligently.
“Are there any back pains? Does it hurt to pee? Are you overproducing semen? Are you having trouble getting erect for sex? Anything noticeable like that?”
….
“…Sex?” The boy asked blushing fiercely.
“Your cock looks fully formed to me.” Priyanka continued professionally. “It should be fully functional, you are using it regularly for sex and rape right?”
“I…I….I..” The boy stuttered, suddenly afraid. “I don’t know what that is.”
It was Priyanka’s turn to freeze.
“You don’t know what sex is!?” She exclaimed, shocked, “You’re supposed to know this by now, your mother was supposed to explain the process!”
The boy’s cock wobbled slightly. His expression was downcast with worry.
“Your dumb horse-cock choking slut of a mother,” Priyanka growled, “I’m going to kick her in the cunt when she picks you up.”
“Is it really that bad?” The boy questioned.
“It’s state mandated for a reason.” The doctor replied angrily, “I’ll have to give you a quick sex ed course and collect a semen sample before you leave. This appointment just got extended by a bit.”
The boy slumped. “Aww, that means home school tomorrow is going to be twice as busy.”
“No avoiding it kid, this has to be done.” Saying that, Priyanka turned to the rooms counter, laying down her clipboard. When she turned back around, she was unbuttoning her lab coat, and had a small foil wrapped item held between two fingers.
With a shrug and pull, her pencil skirt and coat pooled on the floor, before being kicked up onto a chair by a heeled foot. She was wearing a beautiful pair of black lingerie that was a size to small for her, causing her ample breast and thigh meat to spill out from its tight edges. She jiggled her way to the blushing boy on her examination table.
“Sex is a recreational physical activity between males and females centered around the act of reproduction and its associated organs.”
A graceful hand glided up Apollo’s thigh as Priyanka reached him, before coiling around the base of his girthy fuckmeat.
“It involves two main reproductive materials, split between unique organs found in the two sexes. The more important material is a white fluid produced in the male’s balls.”
Her hand shifted from the base of the cock to the boys’ softball testicles, cupping one and squeezing it softly, feeling its heat.
“This material is referred to as cum, semen, spooge, and rape milk, and it induces cellular division in an egg cell that a woman periodically produces in an inverted sexual organ known as the vagina, cunt, or dick holster.”
Saying this the doctor used her free hand to shift her high riding panties to the left, showing off the lush slit that was softly dripping a clear, lubricating fluid. She shifted it back when the cock in her hands began to slowly chub.
“The experience is exceptionally pleasurable for the male, and when performed at the appropriate time will result in the gestation of a child in the woman’s womb.”
The dick was forming a core of steel now.
“The male experiences a higher need for sex due to the absurdly disproportionate production of semen to eggs, and is expected to avail himself of the woman’s features at the slightest inclination, regardless of the female’s feelings on the subject or relation to the male.”
The boy was beginning to pant with need now, his rod now almost fully erect.
“The male may use the hands, cunt, ass cheeks, armpits, breasts, hair, anus, thighs…” The doctor listed getting to her knees in front of the boy, while fiddling with the item she had torn from the foil wrapper. She paused for a moment as she placed the item in her mouth, positioned her hands on his knees and her lips on his cockhead, and slammed her throat to the base of his cock meat in one violent motion.
The boy gave out a guttural bellow of euphoric bliss.
She slowly withdrew, revealing the condom that had been orally applied to his malehood. Her lips eventually popping off the end with a luscious smack.
“….and mouth of the woman at his discretion.” She finished, before standing and rotating to sit beside the trembling adolescent on the examination bed.
“If the sexual act is reciprocated by the female the act is classified as sex. If it is not, it is classified as rape.”
She pulled the examination rooms computer screen and keyboard on it’s positioning arm so that I was in front of the oversexed stud and his enabling doctor.
With her right-hand Priyanka typed, with her left she slowly masturbated the condomed cock of her patient.
“Women are not meant to resist sexual advances, but they commonly due as a result of the pain and humiliation that the action makes them feel. This results in the necessity of violence and training when handling woman that do not sexually reciprocate.”
The boy was desperately quivering, seemingly trying to say something through the ungodly pleasure he was feeling. He bucked when the hand masturbating him tightened without slowing its motion.
“However, violence and humiliation are also encouraged with compliant females, as it helps to establish dominance in the newly established relationship. All women will eventually become compliant with sexual actions.”
She paused for a moment to look at a large mirror that took up a portion of one of the walls adjacent to were she and the boy were sitting.
“All women.” She stated factually, exhibiting a slight smirk as she continued to masturbate the boy.
She then clicked through some files on the computer, before pulling up a file.
“I will now walk you through a series of videos, diagrams, and images, that will inform you of different sexual techniques and a little more specific information.”
She stopped and eyed the progressively more frantic gyrations of the boy. She paused, slid the computer mouse into his free hand, popped off her bra, and rotated to place the condomed cock between her enormous, firm, tits. She began to bounce, putting the tip of the cock in her mouth, and holding her arms to her tits to apply a bit of controlled pressure.
After a few gyrations from the boy she sealed her mouth to where his cock emerged from the cavern of her breastmeat, and braced.
With a final buck, the boy screamed in pleasure, and began to cum.
He threaded his free hand into her hair and tensed her body to his as the orgasm roiled through him.
After he ran out of breath, the only sound was a faint but steady ‘gluk,’ muffled by the doctor’s throat.
Eventually, slowly, Priyanka drew back, revealing a lipstick stained, condom covered cock, and a slowly growing white colored bulge at the end that expanded as Priyanka extruded the filled portion of the condom that had almost punched through to her stomach.
Eventually a grapefruit sized sphere of cum, contained by a strained condom, was revealed.
With a practiced hand Priyanka pinched where the cum bulge met the cock, pulled back, and flipped the sphere of cum about the slack in the rubber to form a knot. She then pulled the sealed sample off the cock, placing it in an empty bin that she had pulled from the side of the table. She then deepthroated the boys fuckmeat raw a few times to clean it of any residual semen.
She then reapplied her lipstick, popped a new condom in her mouth, and slammed it onto the boys still rock-hard cock, much to the ecstasy addled shock of the young boy.
She pulled herself free once more and looked up at him.
“I will now be extracting as many samples as I can. Please click through the images, videos, and diagrams in the file at your digression. Please ignore me, and cum as you wish. If you have any questions do not hesitate to ask, and I will pause to fill in any gaps in your understanding. We will continue until you are sexually satisfied.”
Concluding her speech, she repositioned his cock between her titmeat and mouth, and began to once more bounce.
Apollo sighed with a soft bliss, and began to read through the materials on screen.
He couldn’t wait to talk to his mother about all the wonderful things he was learning.

Little did Apollo know, he wouldn't have to explain anything to his mother. After all, Barbara Miller was behind the one way mirror that looked into the examination room, being forced to watch her sons warped education in such a vile subject.
She was screaming in horror, pain, and despair.
The screaming was partially because her son was being involved in the life she had tried to hide from him.
It was partially because her eyes were being held open, forcing her to watch.
It was partially because her son was being ensnared in a web of horrifying lies and deceptions that would twist him into a rapacious monster, like Deimos, the deranged beast of a man that had raped the boy into her fertile womb all those years ago.
But mostly she was screaming because Deimos's unholy cock had just punched through into her womb, and was now grinding up against her ovaries.
She was strapped nude to a sawhorse, with her ass hanging off one of its ends, and her head and eyelids held cruelly back by the mans hands as he rutted into her from behind.
"You bastard!" She howled in rage and pain. "You promised me! You promised me that you wouldn't involve him in this life!"
"Really now?" Deimos asked, like he had just been told that he'd forgotten to grab something from the supermarket. He didn't even pause in the slamming of his gut wrenching dick into the milf.
"That was the deal!" Barb screamed in disbelief and denial. "I would bear your fucking child, and then you'd leave me and him alone! Forever! That was what you promised me! THAT WAS WHAT YOU PROMISED ME!"
"Oh but wheres the fun in that Barb?" Deimos asked. "Just look at that boy go! All he needed was some of my wifes nanomachines and he's reached his full potential! Just look at how he's fucking good old Priya!"
Deimos than paused and leaned forward, squinting through the mirror. Barbara's screams rose in pitch as more weight was put behind her impalement.
"Oh dear," Deimos noted. "Looks like Apollo needed to empty his bladder after his second ejaculation."
Priyanka had throated the boy again, and was pressing a fist hard against her thoat to prevent any backflow if the condom broke from the additional fluid. Which it eventually did, distending the womans stomach slightly as the reproductive and waste fluids punched through into her digestive track.
Her jaw hinged around the cocks base, catching the base of the now broken condom, and slowly pulling it off of the engorged dick. Once free she rocked back, and began to swallow the residual mess down, rubber and all. She then breathed in for the first time in three minutes, flushing violently red. She allowed herself a few stabilizing breaths, before popping another condom into her mouth and starting over.
Deimos whistled appreciatively.
"Damn Priya is such an impressive woman, she's definetly earned a spin with me and the wife tonight."
He had released Barbs head, allowing her to slump onto the sawhorse, defeated and crying.
"You promised..." She trailed off piteously, wracked by sobs.
"Oh I promise a lot of things." Deimos replied casually. "But I only keep my promises to the people I actually care about."
He humped Barb again, hard.
"But you know this." Deimos commented, like Barb was the dumbest fucking rape victim that he had ever had to explain something to.
Barb just kept crying.
"Ohhh, I know what'll cheer you up!" Deimos continued, voice unnervingly happy.
Barb continued sobbing, as Deimos continued to violently penetrate her again.
She didn't reply until her rapist leaned forward and cuffed the back of her head.
"...What." She hesitated, 'What will cheer me up."
"I'm putting you back on the clubs shift schedule!" Deimos explained, like it was the nicest thing he could ever hope to do in life.
Barbaras pupils shrunk to pinprinks as she managed to rotate her head, to stare at him in horror.
"....no..." She barely managed, softly.
"DumbCuntGettingAnotherRapeBabySaysWhat." Deimos whispered in her ear, humping a single, final, time
"WhaNOAUGGGHHHHUHUHUHUHHH!" Barbara Screamed, as Deimo's geiser like ejaculations began to flood her battered womb.

Hours later Deimos finally uncorked himself from his his now unconscious rape victim, staggering back to lean against the wall of the small observation room as a veritable deluge of cum flooded out of the womans abused cunt. He smiled at his work, and looked out of the one way mirror, to see a very sweaty Priyanka handing his dear son Apollo a large pack of condoms.
He smiled, remembering how he'd poked a holes in a few of them, with any luck his dutiful boy would sire a couple of grandchildren.
Condom roulette was always fun.
There was a sudden wetness on his cock, and he looked down to see the nubile white form of one of his most loyal slaves. He smiled softly, She always managed to sneak up on him, taking any opportunity she could to help him, regardless of how disgusting the task could be.
He ruffled a hand through her pink hair, and she looked up at him with her loving eyes.
"Hey there Pearl," He whispered softly. "How are you doing?"
She paused, and smiled up at him.
"Is your Diamond waiting for the return of her loving husband?" He asked, sighing with bliss.
She nodded demurely, and returned to cleaning his cock.
There was click of the rooms door, and priyanka sauntered in, happy as can be. She gave them a nod.
"Apollo is well on his way to integrating successfully with our family." She informed him, smiling with satisfaction.
"Exceptional work my dear," Deimos replied. "Feel free to join me and Pink in bed tonight, you've definetly earned it."
Priyanka's smile turned ecstatic and she began to bounce happily on her feet, producing delightly jiggles in her bodies voluptuous frame.
"Really?" She asked, overjoyed. "I was that good today?"
"Half my ejaculations were in response to your performance darling." Deimos affirmed, before derisively snorting. "In defiance of the material I had to work with."
Barb moaned, half conscious.
Priyanka huffed and stomped over to the sawhorse, pulling Barbara off of it and upright. She didn't even need to undo the restraints, as they'd broken in the violent sex some time ago.
"You ungrateful whore." Priyanka snarled, glaring at Barbs battered frame. "The best fuck of your life and you can't even say thank you to your loving master?"
In response, a half gallon of cum dislodged from Barbara's womb and cascaded down her legs.
Priyanka growled in annoyance. She clasped the sides of Barbara's face and mimiced motion with them.
"Say thank you!" She shouted. "You ungrateful little dickholster!"
"Ank ou.. aster." Barbara finally managed, through near delirous pain.
"That's better." Priyanka affirmed, stepping back.
Barbara wobbled, trying to steady her bruised legs.
"Oh, and Barbara?" Priyanka suddenly snapped her fingers, stepping back towards the blondes abused frame.
"..at?" Barbara managed, unsteadily.
Priyanka reared her leg back and viciously slammed her foot into Barbaras Cunt. The woman crumbled to the ground in an incoherently weeping heep.
"I wasn't lying." Priyanka finished, hands on her hips and smirking.
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