Bare Pet: Bare Pet: The story of a lesbian girl - Cooling down

XIV.

"I have a job for you!" Christine told me when I woke up late in the afternoon after the morning incident.

"I already have a job." I replied.

"It is the hibernation project that I mentioned already." she waved with her hand to follow her. While we went deep into the institute's basement she explained everything about the project. We got to a futuristic looking place where she pointed towards three large coffin like devices. "Take a look!"

She inserted her card next to the door and we entered the room. She went to the device in the middle and pressed a button on the side. The cover opened up with a hiss and there was a woman standing as in sleep. She was naked, and her hair was tied back. She was about 40. Dozens of tiny pipes ran from and into her body, electrodes were attached to her skin all over. I reached out and touched her face. She was cold and I shivered from the strange feeling.

"You want me to do this?" I raised my brows to Christine. She closed back the cover and shrugged.

"Not if you don't want to!" we walked back towards her office while she explained the details. "They pay a huge amount for this! You can own a few years salary in a month I believe..." she shrugged again and added "Well, you have to sign up for a month for that!"

"Do you think it is safe?" I asked.

"I have told you about the different types of people. You have a fair chance with those results. I would take it if I were you. We have thousands of successful tests with animals" she hugged me and kissed me on the neck. "I love you! You know it very well that I won't allow it if it would be too risky."

"What can I expect?"

"We believe that the brain will take it like a dream. I will personally monitor your case. I will do same minor enhancement on your body..."

"Oh no! What?" I was afraid of her experiments.

"Relax. I just want to preserve the sensitivity of your beautiful labia and their appearance but strengthen them, in case of accidents like todays" she smiled.

"I hope there won't be anything like that!" I was terrified. My body tensed as I remembered today's events.

"You know what I mean, we both like to play it on the edge." Christine put a paper front of me with diagrams. She explained a lot of things about the project that I was about to sign up for. She told me many things, some I was unable to comprehend and I just nodded without understanding.

I made up my mind and after that I filled out thousands of papers and dozens of doctors examined me for days. The time had come for the test. I told Samantha and Viktoria something about the test. They both tried to convince me to forget about this craziness, but I had already decided. I wasnt allowed to tell them about the project, so I just told them that I would be away for a while. The preparation was long and tiresome. The whole thing was something like a dream. I heard distant voices during my low temperature course but I did not have any dream or I didn't remember.

The next that I remembered is waking up in a bed. It was dark in the room and there was only some dim illumination coming from the different devices around the bed. I noticed Christine's silhouette next to the bed.

"How do you feel?" I tried to reply but I was unable to speak my mouth was completely dry. She put her hand on mine and it was good that I felt her touch. "You did it!" she whispered with full of emotions in her voice. "You are the first human being who survived a low temperature stasis..."

"First?" at last I found my voice but it sounded like a hoarse whisper. It was typical of Christine that she just mentioned critical things after event.

She told me that all the other test subjects died. None of them survived the process when they try to get them back from hibernation. Seven people died without reason. There is no proper explanation why I survived. The funds ran out and without any positive result they had to abandon the project. She kept me alive until the institute forced the team to shut down the system. After a while Christine's voice faded away and I fell asleep.

The real shock came when I woke up and Christine carried on with the story about my hibernation. There was a dim light in the room and she helped me into sitting position and gave me something like baby food. She looked tired and somehow different and I realized only later the reason for it. It was the passage of time that I saw in her features. 21 months had passed since I last saw her! I was a Sleeping Beauty for almost two years...

To regain my old self I had to work out a lot; despite my body looking like before. At first it was difficult to coordinate my movements and I got tired in minutes from the smallest effort. The doctors examined me all over. Took samples from my blood, and all sorts of tissues. It wasn't easy to tolerate it.

There were the positive sides of my long cool dream, as Christine referred to the hibernation. In the contract there was a nice sum for the one month that I signed for, and a good amount for every additional day. With the money I would be able to buy a nice flat. In the meantime I had passed my 18th and 19th birthdays; but I was still 17! According to Christine and the dozens of scientists who examined me most of my tissues and cells showed that I was around 15! They had experienced the same with the animals as well.

When I first left the institute we drove to her secret house to test my pussy. Certainly I had examined my private parts as soon as I was able to. It was strange to see that it was covered with sparse fine hair. My skin felt very soft and delicate. My lips were in a thick meaty bundle. I didn't have my rings in, but definitely Christine had looked after my piercings otherwise the holes would closed. My nipples were erect and large. She explained exactly what she had done, she administered oestrogen for my lips, tropocollagen and other things that I didn't know about. Her goal was the same as she had already tried to achieve with the cream that I had to apply to my labia previously. To make them more elastic and strong. The soft baby hair like fur must come off my pussy, so she shaved it all off right after we arrived. The sight of my hairless mons turned me on enormously. She put my rings back in and I was astonished when I saw how my lips stretched when she pulled on them. It was amazing. I loved it. They still looked thick and meaty as they dangled around from the small weight of the rings. I was aroused beyond imagination and I came like hell when I touched my clit between them.

Christine smiled as she stood behind me and watched me in the mirror. She embraced me from behind and caressed my horny body. My nipples stood out like small pencils. Her hands cupped my tits and my nipples stuck between her fingers. I felt as she pulled on them. When I opened my eyes I was sure that my nipples got the same treatment as my lips. She stretched them far away from my body. It felt awesome and looked incredibly sexy. She began to circle around my nipples

until I felt my whole body tremble in an overwhelming climax.

"I missed you so much!" she whispered into my ears. When my body finally relaxed she stepped back to the drawer and took out a long chain and attached it to my rings. "You will be surprised!" she said. I made big eyes when I saw my lips stretched further as they supported the weight of the chain. She opened the cupboard and attached a 2 kg weight to the chain. The feeling and the view was extreme as well. My lips stretched to mid thigh length. I thought nobody else on the whole universe has such long lips as mine. Christine slided her palm between my stretched lips and rubbed my slit with the edge of her hand. The painful feeling as the weight dangled on my labia and her expert movements felt wonderful. She even sucked my nipples into her mouth and sent me to heaven within minutes.

She let me recover for a few minutes. In the meantime she got a ladder and laced up a thick string through two blocks. The pulleys were on a rail a few centimeters from each other. The rail was about 6 meters long and it was on the ceiling. It had a mechanism what was able to move the pulleys. Christine tied one end of the rope to a cable that came from a windlass. On each side of the room there was a windlass. The whole gadget was something new, I hadn't seen it here before. She waved me closer, removed the chain and tied the free ends of the ropes to my rings. I wasn't sure at first what she was up to, but when she asked me to lie on the ground I realized.

"You want me to pull me up with that?" I asked while I lay down. She just nodded and started the windlasses with a remote. "I am afraid you over estimate what my lips can endure..."

"We shall never know without testing it!" she replied while she adjusted the strings.

"Beside that it will hurt and maybe I don't mind that... You will tear out the piercings surely!"

"You underestimate your pretty body my Sleeping Beauty." She stopped the windlasses in order to set the strings equal. "I am more than sure that you can pull an airplane with those piercings and they won't tear out. Your lips are the toughest material in the neighborhood."

I was still scared whatever she told me. It was true that once I had hung by my lips for a moment when I climbed into this very house, but it was only a fraction of a second. I moved my body to an upright position as the strings pulled my labia. The windlasses pulled very slowly on the strings. I stared with horror as my lips stretched further and further. They became almost white from the tremendous force but the piercings were holding. The pain probed my delicate pussy and my whole groin. I was thinking that I couldn't take any more and that it could not hurt more; but always I was wrong. It hurt more and more. Streams of pain ran throughout my whole being as my own weight slowly stretched my labia minora. When my shoulders lifted from the floor the pain became so intense that I fainted.

I smelt something and got back to consciousness. It was probably sal volatile that Christine put to my nose. My whole bodyweight stretched my pussy's modified lips. The pain was still very intense but somehow I managed to bear even this unbelievable level. Christine reached out and touched my lips which were stretched to the breaking point. Her touch sent a flood of pain through my pussy and I felt a tear running down on my forehead.

"I envy you" she whispered. "I would like to feel what you feel! I would like to enjoy the pain as much as you do! I would like to hang on my lips..."

"Please do something!" I begged her "I can't take any more..."

"Sure you can!" she squatted down and we kissed.

She got my nipples between her fingertips and squeezed, rolled and pulled them. Each movement involved even greater pain in my pussy. She dropped her clothes and stood spreadeagled front of me. She bent down to grab my nipples and pulled me up holding them between her fingers until my head reached her dripping cunt. I could hardly do what she wanted me to do, since my misery was beyond imagination. I sucked her lips into my mouth. I felt her trembling body while she squeezed my stretched nipples. Then the pleasure came like a white explosion. It seemed like it lasted for minutes and finally, it ended in a blissful unconsciousness.

"Take a look at them!" I heard Christine's voice "They are just beautiful!"

She held my labia in her hand and examined them. They were still sore from the previous experience. I sat up, and as she stated my lips were all right. The piercing was in its place and there were no signs of the experience. When I got up I noticed that they were not hanging any lower then before.

"They are perfect!" I told her, and I meant it. I loved my body before as well, but with my perfect labia it was a sight I couldn't take my eyes off. I grabbed my left ring and tested the elasticity of my labium. It hurt a bit because of the hanging experience, but it stretched like a rubber band. When I let it free she bounced back next to her twin to dangle happily from the small weight of the ring.

The recent experience turned me on tremendously. I masturbated every other hour. My lips were more fleshy but they were very soft and delicate as well. I played with them so much and so often that Christine warned me that it would become an addiction. She was right. After a week I was totally addicted to my own sex organ. I lived in Christine's house she visited me every day.

After she left on a Friday morning I went down to the basement and I tied the strings to my rings. Since I lowered too much from the winding-drum after I laced up my rings to the strings, I tied the other end of the string to the cable as well. I didn't want to hang myself up like Christine had done. I started the windlasses and I didn't even bothered to get in an upright position. I just enjoyed the view as the pulling strings stretched my lips upwards. They stuck out from my smooth pussy like a large pink pistil of a plant. I turned on the windlasses for a second for more stretch. My body was still lying on the floor but my butt started to lift off from the ground a bit. I enjoyed the pain and I pulled on my nipples to get some pleasure mixed into the misery. I slid a finger between my stretching skin and massaged my clit. It felt good and with a sudden impulse I shoved the remote into my pussy. It gave an extra sensation of fullness, although it wasn't big enough for my taste. After I came I took the remote out of my drenching hole. I wanted to lower myself down, but the windlasses started to pull instead of the other direction. I stopped it and pressed again the down arrow. Probably it was soaked in my juices and that's why it pulled me even higher. The pain was way too intense... As I tried it again the knot where I tied the strings to the windlass ropes stuck into the pulley but only on the left side. I stopped the engine again because the few millimeters gave an intense pain into my right labium. I held myself with bent knees and on my tiptoes and with shoulders down. I tried to reach for the strings to tug it free with my hand. I arched my head back and I managed to catch the strings. I pulled myself up into a standing position. Unfortunately as I got up the remote fell down. The strings were not loosened enough to reach it. I reached out with my leg, but as I pulled it closer it started the windlasses again. I managed to pull it close enough to bend down and got it in my hand. My lips were pulled upwards. They looked strange as the strings pulled them onto my mons. I pushed a button accidentally when I grabbed it and it started to move the pulleys away from each other. I desperately tried to stop the windlasses, but I felt that I couldn't hold myself anymore on my tiptoes. I tried to keep my balance but it was too late, my lips were pulled continuously higher. I suddenly lost my balance and as my whole lower body's weight tugged on my lips I cried out and for a few seconds the pain knocked me out. Finally I managed to stop the engine that moved the pulleys but not the windlasses. I was hanging upside down on my lips. I was holding on touching the ground with my outstretched hand to ease the pain a bit, while with my other hand I was still hoping to stop the engine. With a sudden movement I could not stand the pleasurable pain anymore and as I came I dropped the remote to the ground. Then somehow the windlasses stopped as the remote fell on the ground. I was stuck between ground and ceiling. I couldn't reach eighter. My lips were stretched not just upwards but in a V shape since the pulleys moved away from each other.

I knew that my only way to ease the pain was to reach the strings and hold myself on the strings with my hands, but the pain was too intense. And even the slightest move involved unberable suffering for my dearest part. I hung there for hours. I just couldn't do anything. I tried a few times to reach the strings but I fainted from the pain or just wasn't strong enough to do it.

It was completely dark when I came out of the torpidity for a last effort, but I failed again. I hung there between consciouses and unconsciousness. The morning found me still hanging on my labia. Finally Christine arrived and she helped me down. I was in shock from the pain and from the extreme position as well. She nursed me until I got back on my feet.

*

I returned to my previous life. I learnt a lot and was able to finish school. I enjoyed myself being with Christine. Samantha moved to Dr. Vale and they seemed happy enough. Viktoria lived alone and I spent some nights at her place and some at Christine's house. Samantha and Viktoria couldn't understand the mystery regarding my missing two years. I only told them that I was part of an experiment in a military project and I am not allowed to talk about it for a few years, and it was really true. I managed to find a flat at the very best place of the town. It was next to the river at the top floor of the highest building. It had a huge terrace, which was completely secluded. Nobody could see there. In the basement there supposed to be a swimming pool and a sauna as well but it was still under construction. Having my own flat meant that I had my privacy and I masturbated sometimes all day. I enjoyed pain more and more. I couldn't explain that, but it was the ultimate pleasure when it mixed with severe pain.

Every time when I met with Christine at her place I ended up in the cellar stretching my lips with all sorts of things. Once we tied my lips stretched wide around my waist and Christine fisted me. It was fantastic.

Since my awakening I got so addicted to my pussy and masturbation that I hardly could do anything for more than an hour. Normally it did not caused much trouble since I touched myself in the toilet or some other place, but not in the operation theater. Sometimes there was an operation which lasted more than 3 hours. I suffered like a junky or an alcoholic. When Dr. Novak who was a sort of patron for me, asked what the problem was, I decided to get rid of my addiction. Everybody knew about the mysterious military experiment which I took part in. So I told Novak that my problems are related to that.

"Miss Vg I must tell you that I find you a very talented person" he started on his patronizing tone "I thought maybe it would be wise to study further!"

"But doctor I have all of my qualification..."

"I know that perfectly well" he interrupted "I think Miss Vg you could be more than a nurse, even if it means that I will lose my most treasured assistant!" Dr. Novak paused and studied my expression for a few moments "I discussed this with the board of doctors and they agreed that the hospital will support you to go to the university. What do you think Miss Vg?"

"I am... I am speechless. I want to thank you doctor! You are so nice to me!" I replied.

"It means you will accept?"

"Yes! And I don't know how to thank you..." I was really surprised.

"You don't have to thank me, Miss Vg. You just got what you deserved!" he smiled and put his hand on my shoulder as he got up from his seat. "Your parents must be proud of you!"

"If only they knew..." I said it in a low voice more to myself as to him.

"What? They will know, won't they?" Dr. Novak froze for a moment.

"I do not have any relatives that I keep touch with." I confessed. He sat back and grabbed my hand and waited for an answer. "My parents divorced and my mother disinherited me. I don't know anything about my father."

"Poor girl!" he sighted. "I do not want to be nosy, but what on earth could you do, that your mother did such a thing?"

"If you keep it to yourself doctor Novak..."

"Your secret will be buried with me" he winked.

"My aunt realized and told her that I am a lesbian..." I blushed and stared the floor until he jumped up with slapping his knee.

"Miss Vg, you are unbelievable!" he walked up and down in the room and I didn't know what to say. "I am truly fascinated! Miss Vg, you are a treasure! I am honored that you shared your secret with me."

"Uhm..." I could hardly talk "I think you are offended, doctor!"

"Offended? No, not at all! I would be a lesbian myself..." he laughed "if I was a girl."

There was a long silence between us. He helped me up from the seat and studied my face for minutes before he spoke again.

"If I was your father I would be proud of you" he said in a low voice and added with a smile: "If I was 30 years younger I would do anything to get you Miss Vg."

"Please doctor Novak! Don't tell me such things, especially now when I confessed my sexual orientation..."

"Yes. You are right Miss Vg" he shook his head "I shouldn't."

So this is how it happened that I applied for the medical university to become a doctor.