Deadly Doctor Mila

DEADLY DOCTOR MILA
by Polaris

The fifteen teenage girls waited inside the large room. In front of them, was a
large wall filled with multiple monitors, all connected to smaller
devices that looked like X-ray machines.

These girls all shared one thing in common. They were pregnant and wanted
to abort their babies. Each one had been secretly informed about a new
doctor who had recently moved into the area; One that could solve their problems
both discreetly and inexpensively. They had also been assured that they would not
be disappointed with the results, though the teens were pretty curious as to
how this doctor could do things better than the next.

Every few minutes a young woman would enter the room to offer them
refreshments, being very persistent to those who did not immediately accept.
None of the girls were able to identify the taste, but could
not deny that it was delicious, nonetheless.

"What is this stuff?" one of the girls inquired.

"It's a tropical juice mixture. Tasty, isn't it?" the woman replied.

Finally, a woman of about thirty years, wearing
nothing but a long white coat, entered the room. She quickly glanced at her patients with
a smile and then moved towards the center.

"Thank you all for coming down here. I am Dr. Mila. I take it you
all are here for abortions, correct?" the woman asked.

The majority of the girls nodded their heads, though every one of them
answered "yes" in their minds.

"I'm glad to hear it, and want to thank you again for choosing to come
to me today. I would like to say up front that I do not charge one red cent for my
services and your identities are one-hundred percent safe," the doctor assured.

Mila turned and slowly began to pace as she spoke.

"Now, let's talk about why you've chosen to have an abortion. For some of
you, it's probably because you are not yet financially secure. I noticed
that practically all of you are quite young. You also may not have the
time, or wish to give up said time, to take care of it. Or, it could just be that you don't want that
little, unwelcome fucker riding around inside you for the next X-amount of months!"

That last sentence brought a smiles and light chuckles to a few of the girls'
lips, which Mila was pleased to see.

"Please believe me, when I say that what you are doing is nothing to be
ashamed of. But if that is indeed the case, I promise that you certainly will
not feel that way once the process is over."

Mila stopped pacing and walked back to the center of her audience.

"Now, I am going to ask you to do something, to which I hope to receive
everyone's full cooperation. I would like all of you to take off your
clothes. Get completely naked."

The girls simply exchanged glances at one another.

"If it will help, I'll do it first."

Mila unbuttoned her coat and let it drop to the floor, exposing her
bare naked flesh to the fifteen spectators.

"Please. We are all friends here. And you need to be naked for the
process to be performed correctly and efficiently."

The girls hesitated for a while longer, but ultimately complied.

"That's it. Take off your clothes. Get comfortable. Relax,"
encouraged Mila.

All fifteen girls were now sitting in front of her, completely nude,
though a few of them shielded their privates with their hands.

"Next, I want to tell you something. Please do not be alarmed. The
drinks that were served to you contained a certain... formula. A
chemical to aid in the abortion process. Don't worry, it's perfectly
harmless. To you, anyway."

The girls once again exchanged glances, a bit more nervously than before.

"Now, if you would. I would like you to sit back on your upper
buttcheeks and pull your thighs back with your hands."

The girls all did as they were instructed, exposing their pink pussies
to Mila. The chemical had weakened their modesty, much to her delight.

"Thank you. Now, this may sound like a silly question, but does
everyone know where their perineum is? If not, allow me to show you."

Mila leaned back and pointed to the region between her cunt and her
asshole with her finger.

"This is your perineum. Now, I want everyone to concentrate their
energy directly on this spot. What comes next will feel very natural and
refreshing to you."

The girls did as told and concentrated on their perineums. It was a bit
startling for them as they felt the first movements. Something was
inside and wanted to get out. As their focus increased, their bodies
automatically began to push the newly-created organs out from beneath their
flesh.

*SPLOSH*... *SPLOSH* *SPLOSH*...*SPLOSH* *SPLOSH* *SPLOSH* *SPLOSH*
*SPLOSH* *SPLOSH*!

One by one, a pink, thick, worm-like, phallic-tentacle type oragan sprouted out
from under their pussies. Inside, the girls wanted to scream from
fright, but the effects from the drug kept them in a calm state. Mila
stood up and, with her legs spread apart, released one from her own body with nearly zero effort.

"Girls, meet your abortionists!" Mila declared with satisfaction.

The girls all stared at the fleshy tentacles. Each one had somewhat of
a mouth at the tip, with many pink tendrils sprouting from the lip.

"These wonderful appendages are the result of the drug that I created. They
are prehensile; you can control them as freely as you could your
own arm or hand. You can also pull them back inside your bodies at any
moment."

The teenagers' fear quickly turned into amazement and excitement as
they each tested out their new members.

"Allison, right?" Mila asked the girl in the third seat.

"Yes," Allison replied.

"The tests we did earlier show that you are carrying twins, correct?"

Allison nodded.

"In that case, would you be so kind as to help me demonstrate the
process? Is that alright?"

"S-sure," the girl answered, a bit uncertain if the reply she'd given had been a wise one.

Mila switched on one of the monitors and pulled the X-ray type device
over to Allison and placed it in front of her naked belly.

"This functions much like a sonogram, which I'm sure most of you are
familiar with. It was designed so that you can see the fetus or fetuses,
and nothing else," explained Mila.

And she was right. The picture was crystal clear! The crowd of girls
awed as they saw Allison's two 8 1/2 month old, unborn babies nestled
inside her womb on the screen. Even Allison herself was amazed to gaze
upon the two burdens that she so desperately wanted to cleanse herself of.

"Now Allison, have your tentacle guide itself into your pussy."

Allison still felt a bit nervous of her new appendage, but knowing she
had complete control over it, boosted her confidence. She coiled the
fleshy worm upwards and pushed the head up inside her cunt. The feeling,
she discovered, was very pleasurable! She pushed and pushed until the
tentacle came to a halt. She and her female companions then glued their eyes
to the monitor, as the mouth had now made it's way inside the womb.

Casually, Mila slid her hand down between her legs and began to massage
her pussy. There was no need for her to instruct further at this point.

Sharply, the worm bit down on the child closest to the screen. The
group of slutty teens gasped as they saw the fetus writhe. Their
attention, however, was quickly diverted to the mother who was
now screaming. Screaming with ecstasy.

"AH! SHIT! AGH GOD! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH! YES!!" Allison shrieked.

One girl, still focused enough to glance at the monitor, saw that the
helpless baby was now severed in half, with blood starting to cloud inside the
womb. She was curious as to where the bottom half had went, and then
noticed, just barely, that the fleshy tentacle's mouth was making
chewing motions. Teeth now resided where the tendrils had once been.

Allison, still screaming, fell off of the chair and onto the floor. Her
body and limbs jerked wildly and it looked as if she were going mad
from the intense sensations. The shredded flesh and organs of the fetus were
being sucked into the tentacle, the clit-covered inner walls of which, were incredibly
sensitive; shooting ineffable pleasure to each and every one of her
erogenous zones.

The girls watched the disturbingly erotic scene for nearly ten minutes;
not one realizing that it was gradually exciting their own evil members as well.

"OOOH FUUUUUUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! YEEEES!!"

Finally, the tentacle violently whipped out of Allison's cunt, launching the blood-
drenched, severed fetus across the floor. Then, with a psychotic
look in her eyes, Allison grabbed the fleshy hose with both hands and
began to masturbate it. Almost immediately, cum and bloodied chunks, consisting
of the remains of her unborn child, blasted out the tentacle's mouth.
Allison looked possessed. She was breathing deeply and emitting almost
inhuman sounding grunts. And on her face, was the biggest, teeth-
bearing, smile that any of the girls had ever seen.

"AGH! AAAGH! SO GOOD! FUCK!" Allison squirted out the cum and blood mixture until there was none
left. She then collapsed onto the floor, her naked body drenched with sweat.
It was then that the remaining girls finally acknowledged their own tentacles
trembling with arousal. And they all knew that there was nothing that
was going to keep them from experiencing exactly what Allison just had.

Doctor Mila rushed over to Allison's side.

"Are you alright?" asked Mila.

"My... my baby," Allison answered weakly.

Mila smiled and reached over to grab the crimson fetus. She then handed
it to it's mother. Allison held it above her face, blood dripping onto
her boobs, and studied it. There was so much rich blood that it was
hard to even distinguish it's features. She placed her right thumb against it's
neck, and began to giggle.

"Haha! Haha....Hahahaahaha!" Aliison laughed.

Allison laughed and laughed and then *Crrk!*, snapped her dead child's
head right off. She then pushed the head onto her mouth and began
sucking and chewing off all that she could, exhaling a deep, pleasurable moan.
Contrary to what some may have thought, this was not a direct
side affect of the drug. It was the invigorating realization that had formed in
Allison's mind and soul, that her wretched baby was now dead and that she was
able to personally destroy it in such an atrocious and disgusting way.

Allison tossed the partially eaten skull away, and Mila helped her to
her feet.

"More!" Allison said as she was placed gently onto the chair. Mila
chuckled happily and said "Of course! You still have another baby
inside you!" as she rubbed the girl's belly.

Allison paused briefly and then smiled. She thought she had killed them
both.

"And the rest of you all still have yours too... for the moment anyways!"
Mila said in a beautifully sinister tone.

Mila walked back to the center of the room and faced her audience. "Now
girls, the time has come to abort your babies! Show those leeches that
they're not welcome, and that the price for residing inside of you is a
high one!"

The girls all exchanged wicked smiles with each other, as their
tentacles became even further aroused.

"Everybody pair up. To abort your own baby is delicious, but to aborting
that of another is a remarkably sinful experience as well!"

The girls needed no further prodding than that. They all scrambled onto
the floor, each partnering with the closest person they could find. In
each pair, one girl sat on her ass while the girl infront of her laid
on her stomach. This allowed both of them easy access to each other's
cunts. Once conveniently placed, the girls recklessly launched their
tentacles up into each other's pussies and went to town.

Mila walked to Allison, still exhausted on the chair. "I'm very
experienced at this," Mila said with a dark smile. "Allow me to prey on your
unborn child."

Mila laid back on the floor and directed Allison to sit on her face.
She did, and without warning, Mila's tentacle shot into the teen's warm
vagina. She then began rimming the teenager's ass.

'That's it! Let me murder your baby!' Mila thought to herself.

Suddenly, another tentacle burst out of Mila's asshole and flew up
into Allison's mouth. A third then launched out of her mouth and into
the girl's ass. Allison was now trapped by Mila's 3 aborters, and
she absolutely loved it! She wasn't scared, although she was delighted knowing
that the little passenger riding inside of her certainly had reason to be!

"FUCK! I can feel... YES! I'M CRUSHING IT!!" one girl joyfully cried out as she
expelled a large amount of vaginal cum onto the floor.

All around the soundproofed room, the sweaty, naked girls screamed with
pleasure. They were trading their weeks and months of fetal burden for one
unbelievable orgasm. There was no guilt. Only extreme willingness and
desire.

"Yes! Everyone, kill your unborn children! Show them that your pussy comes first!
Kill them and make yourselves CUM!" shouted Mila.

The girls ripped apart the contents of their wombs without mercy. They
then retracted their fleshy hoses and blasted their blood and cum all over
each other's bodies and faces. Their hormones then kicked into
overdirve as the began kissing and grinding themselves against each
other's blood-slicked flesh. Some even released the bloodied pulp in
each other's mouths; hungrily swallowing down the tenderized guts.

Once it was all over, and all the precious lives had been annihilated,
the girls collapsed into the large puddle of cum, blood and guts that
was on the floor. Mila, who had learned to conserve her energy during
the process from months of practice, got up and stood in front of the
mass of nude bodies.

"I want to thank you all for your participation today. Again I charge
no money for this service, and I hope that none of you will either. You
now have the gift to abort unborn children, and it is a wonderfully
cruel ability that you shall cherish until the day you die. Please use
it thoroughly, even on those who do not wish for their offspring to be
killed."

The girls' adrenaline was fully pumped. They would get pregnant again,
and again and again, so that they could relive this wonderful event.
And they would search the world, looking for pregnant women with
helpless babies to abort and bring themselves the thunderous orgasms
that they just had experienced. It was a great day for them, and an
even greater one for Mila. Her years of hard work had finally paid off, and her
dream of being responsible for the deaths thousands of innocent, unborn
children, had come true.

"Follow me girls. My naive secretary is right down the hall, and only weeks
away from giving birth! And she's so happy and touched that she's
finally going to become a mommy. But I think it's ok if we introduce
her baby to a few of our friends before then, don't you?" Mila asked.

Cruel and evil grins flashed across the fifteen girls' faces as they
eagerly followed the doctor out of the room.

END