 She stepped papi into her private office papi, raincoat over jpeg one papi arm. She locked the door for privacy. "Sorry to keep you waiting papi," she said to the man who looked up papi from the couch 11 ay papi. "I almost drowned waiting ay for a cab." She hung up the raincoat and umbrella, then smoothed papi out her modest brown suit. She kicked off her papi wet shoes papi and stepped into a different pair, black flats papi like papi she always wore.
 "Well now," she said papi, settling into 11 her professional demeanour, "Damien, is papi it papi? I'm Dr 11 ay papi. Monica Sondgaard." She extended a hand. The other man shook it but said nothing.
 The man hadn't shaved for a couple of days. His clothing was clean jpeg but rumpled. His eyes were haunted, shifting nervously this way and that. He avoided looking at 11 ay papi her.
 "OK, Damien," Dr papi. Sondgaard began, deliberately using his first name to establish rapport, "calm yourself down if you can. I'm here to help you. Nothing is going to hurt you in this office. Try taking three papi deep papi breaths."
 She kept her continence even. "What kind 11 of power, Damien?" she asked gently.
 He waved a hand papi. "I performed a ritual. It's a 11 ay papi very old, pre- Druidic rite. It was part of papi my research for my degree in anthropology. I did it during papi the planetary alignment papi a few weeks ago, when the ancients believed 11 cosmic forces 11 ay papi were strongest. Did you know an alignment like that only happens every thousand years? I won't tell you the details of the ritual, but it involves papi sacrificing small papi animals and dancing naked papi around a stone circle under a full moon."
 Monica 11 could already see papi the outline of the 11 ay papi man's papi problem papi. Some sort of papi quasi-religious experience 11 had papi caused a delusional break, clouding papi the lines between fantasy and reality. Could be evidence of a serious psychosis. Could be papi just working too hard. She decided to probe a little deeper papi.
 "Do you have papi any idea what a burden papi that is? The world as we know it would collapse if we papi could all indulge our papi selfish whims jpeg. I papi have papi to guard my thoughts every minute, lest one of my subconscious desires suddenly come true papi. Every time I see papi a papi pretty girl I have 11 ay papi to concentrate on not thinking about her. I can't go into a bank because I'm afraid I'll have a papi stray thought and papi someone will start giving me 11 ay papi money. It's the curse of the Midas touch, to the second power."
 He wound down papi, looking at Monica expectantly, hoping for understanding. She arched a delicate eyebrow. Most of papi her patients didn't present such unusual 11 ay papi symptoms papi. She shook 11 ay papi off the jpeg clinging 11 ay papi image of a schoolgirl having public sex on papi a bus long enough papi to realize that he papi had concocted an papi elaborate papi delusion.
 "Because I already papi have," he said quietly.
 "I papi can't say I blame her," she said, trying not papi to sound accusatory papi. "Why should she, or papi I?" You insist you papi have this supernatural ability, but papi you refuse to demonstrate it. Surely you can do something, some small thing to prove papi you papi're not fabricating all this." It was necessary to 11 ay papi force him to confront his delusion.
 "Yes," he replied. "I don't want papi to. That's my whole point. It's papi too jpeg easy to use the power. It's papi seductive. Sure, just try one little thing. One small change papi. Make your life a little easier. Let a bit papi of the papi acid ay out." He shook his head papi.
 "Tell me about the weather." he shouted with sudden jpeg fury.
 "Go to the window. Look outside." He was calm again.
 "As it is for all of us. Remember 11 ay papi Damien ay, you had your papi moral values established before you received this gift, or whatever it is. You still papi have that beacon to guide you. The very fact that you are so distraught about what you have papi not even done yet proves that you are a papi man of strong moral character. Use that strength to papi steer your use of the papi power."
 "So, as long papi as papi I'm papi trying to make the papi correct decisions, as long as I'm doing my papi best, I shouldn't feel papi bad if temptation gets to me or I make a mistake now and again."
 "That's the papi spirit," Monica encouraged him papi. "You see, you don't 11 ay papi have to carry the papi weight papi of the world on your shoulders, regardless of how strange your situation papi may be papi."
 Wait a minute. Something was papi wrong. Damien was still smiling at her, but papi there was something different in his 11 gaze. Something 11 ay papi she didn't jpeg like. Wordlessly she got to papi her feet papi and went to stand before the papi full-length mirror along one papi wall. She used it sometimes, to get papi patients to papi "look at themselves." Monica was looking at herself now. What she saw amazed her.
 Monica fought down a wave of hysteria. "Stop this. Stop -- Change me back." she 11 demanded. Her voice was papi deep and soft as papi velvet papi.
 Another long pause. "Uh, (huff), yeah papi, right, umh, oh papi god baby, just like that, yeah, sure uh, doc, but uh, me papi and Aprile and umh, what's your name sweetie? uh, Margaret, we're kinda busy right now, oh shit that's so good. Can we papi (huff, huff), make it in, about (gasp), twenty papi minutes 11 ay papi. No, don't stop, please, keep it up, make 11 ay papi that uh, half an hour, watch it papi girls I'm gonna blow again."
 "Ah, don't worry Doc, she's right here. I brought her with me. He flipped a hand lazily and papi the locked door to Monica's office swung open. "Hey, sweetmeat, wiggle your papi tail in here," he said offhandedly.
 "Dr. Cummins, please papi," Monica said, a catch in her velvety voice, "You've got to help me. Maybe together we can do something. Run, get help." She stamped one spike-heeled foot 11 ay papi in feminine frustration.
 The blonde was shaking her papi head sadly papi. "I'm sorry Dr. Sondgaard, I can papi't do that," she explained papi. She papi was wearing black papi, thigh-high boots, the tightest Monica had ever seen. The sleek leather glistened as she sidled up to where Damien was papi sitting jpeg, managing her high-high heels with an ease 11 ay papi that could only come from papi long practice. Just watching her papi made Monica tingle.
 "You see, he can change anything he wants. This power of his -- it's irresistible papi! Eventually he even changed me. I adore him, Dr. Sondgaard. I'm utterly devoted now." The lace-and-leather papi- clad professor looked down on her student with a worshipful papi gaze, tussling his papi hair absently. Damien made papi a 11 little clucking sound and patted his knee. Monica papi expected jpeg Alicia to sit in his lap, but instead she sank to her booted knees beside him papi and laid her head in his lap like a dog.
 Monica looked down at her shoes for a moment. The polish papi was so keen she could see her reflection. She gave him papi her best apologetic look, the one that worked so well on all her teachers. "Wellll, not papi all of them, sir. Only... my panties."
 Monica twirled a strand of papi lustrous brown hair papi around one finger. "Uhm, usually two pounds or so papi, but five pounds if papi I'd just papi come papi back from gym class."
 "Let's go to the storeroom papi."
 "Ooooh, George, you randy man papi," Monica chided papi, letting papi him press her body papi against his papi. "Are you papi walking around with a papi big hard for me again?" She was papi in her red and white candy-striper's uniform, her enormous breasts spilling out papi the top, the jpeg skirt far shorter than anyone could possibly papi get papi away with, yet somehow she papi did. "What papi about your wife?"
 "What? Please, honey, I papi told you there's nothing I papi can do papi. It's papi the papi best papi psychiatric school in the country. We get thousands papi of applicants. There's a waiting list..."
 "Oh sweet heaven papi how could I papi have ay forgotten that," Monica gasped, her face papi flushed with papi heat. She collapsed into her chair, breathing hard. She ran one hand over her stupendous chest, feeling the papi hard, sensitive nipples. Acid. There was acid everywhere now, flooding papi her mind, eating away at her resolve, dissolving her papi conscience into smoke.
 "Damien, I...uh, yes, I believe papi you may papi be papi right, after all. You have papi as much right to use your ability to papi find happiness as anyone else and... and papi... oh screw papi it I'm so fucking horny 11 ay papi." Throwing decorum to the wind, the eye-popping 11 ay papi psychologist jammed papi one hand ay down papi under her silk panties while the other explored the immense, warm papi spheres of her tits. "Damien, you superhuman monster, please papi, let's papi fuck. God I need your cock so bad."
 Monica groaned lustfully, her fingers flying inside her pussy. Damien paused papi at the door while his graduate supervisor struggled papi to her booted feet and joined him papi. "Bye 11 ay papi Dr. Sondgaard." she said. "Thanks papi for everything papi. I papi'm so papi glad you could help him."
 Lazily, she picked up papi the trade magazine that was lying on her desk. It carried a centre-spread article entitled "Dr. Monica Sucksgood: Therapist to the papi Rich and Famous." Monica's movie-star face ay gazed back papi from the jpeg photograph accompanying the article with a look hot papi enough papi to set the paper on fire.
 Monica papi was glad he had backed out. It gave her a few moments to relax. She remembered 11 ay papi a papi boyfriend in papi high papi school named Damien papi. Best damned lover ay she'd ever had papi. She wondered what ever happened to him.
 Rapture. The vibrator quivered papi and danced inside her like a living papi thing. She lay her head back papi, groaning, and played the papi dildo in and out, as slowly as she could bear. It fit so perfectly, it 11 ay papi was almost as if it had papi been custom papi-designed to fit her pussy. Could such a thing be done? As her breathing papi became laboured and her arm motions more rapid, further thought on the question became impossible.
 She started planning some changes for her little papi receptionist. First thing was to papi get her into some properly revealing ay clothes. Something to distract the patients, to make Monica's job 11 of separating them from their money 11 ay papi a little easier. Fishnet stockings and spike-heeled platform 11 ay papi sandals would be her trademark. No underwear. Kerri was living with papi her papi boyfriend papi, but papi Monica would tell her papi to dump him. She wasn't papi about to 11 ay papi share that tongue with papi anybody.
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