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“Thank you for agreeing to see me on such short notice,” Javier says, wringing his hands. “I hate to pull you back from you vacation and I thought Adan and I would be a perfect match and–”
“Nonsense, my boy!” Dr Pedrero says, clapping him on the back. “You did the right thing! I love my job and a man who loves his job never works a day in his life! I only took the vacation because Rosa is always begging for time off. Besides, even if I had truly needed the vacation, your bond with your omega is critical. That’s not something you can trust to just whatever half rate doctor they have available, is it?”
Javier smiles. “You’re right, doctor.”
“Of course I’m right,” Dr Pedrero sniffs. “Now, let’s see our patient, shall we?”
They walk into the examination room, where Rosa is elbow deep in Adan’s cunt already. His limp dick flops against her bicep. Adan is strapped into a gynecological chair with padded restraints. He’s gasping and panting around the dental gag in his mouth, but he’s stopped screaming for once.
“Vocal cord paralytic,” Dr Pedrero answers Javier’s unasked question. “This one is temporary, but it means we don’t have to scream over him. Rosa, how’s he doing?”
Rosa twists her arm inside him. “No internal damage that would be causing behavioral issues that I can feel. Let me just–” She pushes hard. Adan convulses, covered in a thin sheen of sweat. “There we go.” She twists her arm again, eyes closed as she focuses on what she’s feeling. “No, nothing in the womb either. You haven’t knocked him up recently, have you?”
“Nah, it’s not worth the hassle,” Javier says, vaguely guilty.
Rosa pulls her arm out, leaving Adan’s cunt loose and sloppy. “Don’t worry about it. He’s already met quota so no need to breed him more if you don’t want to. His cervix was just a bit tighter than a breeding whore’s is all.”
“Is that something we need to fix?” Javier asks.
Rosa shrugs, turning on the sink to wash her arm. “Only if you want to.”
“Speaking of what you want to do,” Dr Pedrero breaks in as Rosa leaves, “Let’s discuss your bond with your omega.” As he speaks, he runs his hands proprietarily over Adan’s chest, making the omega flinch away.
“Well you can see for yourself how poorly he responds to physical affection,” Javier replies. “I wanted someone I could cuddle and dote on. Someone who would rely on me. Surely that’s not too much for an omega, right?”
“Of course it’s not!” Dr Pedrero assures him. “There’s plenty of modifications we can make to help with that. How reliant on you do you want him to be?”
That gives Javier pause. “What are my options?”
“We work with each customer to find the right solution for their particular situation,” the doctor rattles off, “but the gist of it is there’s a sliding scale of mobility. This is why so many alphas prefer their omegas pregnant. Pregnant omegas are less mobile and less able to care for themselves and thus must turn to their alpha for care, as is proper. But, there are other ways of restricting mobility. For instance, how attached are you to his legs?”
The question makes Adan freeze and then shudder, silently begging Javier for mercy, but Javier’s eyes are fixed on Adan’s legs instead. “I mean… feet have never really been my thing, I guess?”
Dr Pedrero nods. “Well, if he’s not using his feet to get you off, why does he need them? It sounds drastic, but lower limb amputations are generally very low interference in the alpha’s life. Most omegas can learn to get around by crawling, which is a more attractive mode of transport anyway, or you can gift him prosthetics if he behaves in a particularly deserving manner. It encourages cooperation and amiability.”
“What about phantom pain?”
“You can train your omega not to be silent on cue or some alphas like to use a touch of painkiller addiction as leverage, though I don’t recommend that long term. If you’re particularly worried about it, we can repurpose most of the nerves through the rest of the body.”
“Repurpose them?”
“Oh yes. Take the cock for example.” Dr Pedrero taps on Adan’s cock with a pen, hard enough to make fresh tears roll down his cheeks. “A typical omega cock has roughly eight thousand to ten thousand nerve endings, depending on the omega. Enough to make it highly sensitive and responsive. But if it’s not responsive enough… We take nerves from the bottoms of the feet, the backs of the knees, anywhere already sensitive, and thread those into the cock. In our most successful cases, we’ve tripled the number of active nerve endings in the same area, but even if Adan’s case is not a runaway success, a simple twenty percent increase is very doable and has very noticeable benefits. We can also route nerves to the labia, the inside of the vaginal canal, the anus, the prostate, the nipples, the lips, the esophagus, anywhere you’d like to make erogenous, really, that’s just some of our more popular options.”
Javier stares down at Adan and adjusts his own cock in his pants. Adan likes to kick in bed, which Javier doesn’t appreciate at all. The idea of using all that for something else is… fascinating.
“How far up do you amputate?”
Adan’s eyes are wide and horrified that Javier is actually considering this. He’s shaking his head. Javier focuses on Dr Pedrero instead.
“Alpha’s choice,” Dr Pedrero says with a shrug. “Below the knee is best if you just want to control access to prosthetics. Above the knee is favored for nerve harvesting if you still want him relatively mobile in a four limbed crawl. Mid thigh is helpful for preventing him from being sat on his cock by mistake and it’s a happy medium between function and limiting mobility. I would say that’s our most popular option. Plenty of people who start around the knees come back for trims later. And then, of course, if you don’t mind sitting your omega on his cock – or if your omega doesn’t have one, if you pick up a spare – we also offer complete removals at the hip joint. That leaves zero lower limb mobility, obviously, but also zero obstruction and maximal recyclable product.”
Adan exhales as loudly as he can, managing to produce a sound that almost resembles a “No.”
“I didn’t ask for your opinion, sweetheart,” Javier chides. “What about his arms?”
“Arms are a bigger commitment,” Dr Pedrero warns. “If you really want them gone, of course that’s no trouble for us, but a lot of alphas will chop the arms off and then realize they’re sick of having to tote their omega around everywhere and discard the poor things. There are benefits to self sufficiency.”
“I’ve had him for a month now, Doctor,” Javier insists. “Adan being self sufficient has never given me any benefits. He’s nothing but a thorn in my side.”
“If you say so,” Dr Pedrero says. “Are you interested in arm removal then?”
Javier stands over Adan, glaring down at him. Right now, the omega’s arms are bound out to his sides, out of the way, but Javier has had enough nights of Adan pushing and scratching and trying to claw at him. “Not right at the shoulder, I don’t think,” he says, surprising himself with the venom in his voice. “I want him to be able to try and push me away.”
There’s a long pause, then Dr Pedrero interjects “Would that be above or below the elbow?”
“Above,” Javier says. “Right about. Here.” He draws the line on Adan’s skin, about halfway between his elbow and shoulder. Long enough that Adan will still be able to try and uselessly protect his modesty but short enough that it will look just as stupid as it has actually been every time.
Dr Pedrero marks the line on Adan’s skin with a thick pen. “And for the legs? Did you want to go ahead with that as well?”
“Yeah, no point to keeping those,” Javier says. “As short as you can go on the thigh without him sitting on his cock. I don’t want to deal with him whining about that.”
“Are you interested in removing his cock entirely?”
Javier ponders for a moment. A long moment. Watches Adan really start to panic out of the corner of his eyes.
“Nah,” he finally says. “That’s too much fun to play with. Can you tighten up his pussy again though? I’m not usually using his cervix, but I swear he’s getting sloppier and sloppier.”
“Of course,” Dr Pedrero agrees. “For a workup this big, that’ll be on the house. Would you like a new hymen installed?”
Javier blinks. “You can do that?”
“We can do a great deal.”
“Fuck, sure. Yeah. I’ve always wanted to fuck a virgin. Yeah, that sounds awesome!”
Dr Pedrero writes it down on his notepad. “Was there anything else you wanted to talk about?”
Javier looks elated, but he does take a moment to think. “Oh yeah! One more thing! Is there anything we can do about his mouth?”
“There’s a lot of things we can do with his mouth. What are you looking for?”
“Honestly, doc, I’m scared to face fuck him. He seems like he’ll get bitey, you know? Like I do it with gags all the time, but I just want the raw experience.”
“Tooth pulling usually clears up biting pretty quickly.”
“Yeah, but I can’t be fucked to keep him on a liquid diet,” Javier sighs.
“A shame.”
Dr Pedrero lets the moment linger. Something like relief passes across Adan’s face. Then Dr Pedrero speaks again. “What if I could offer you the best of both worlds?”
Javier smirks. “Go on.”
“It’s not a surgery I perform very often,” Dr Pedrero says. “It’s a major procedure and very painful for the omega. But the results are astounding. First, I pull all the teeth. Then, I cast them into dentures. I can make those of any material, by the way, if you want something fancy.”
“Shit, at this point, I might as well splurge,” Javier laughs.
“My thoughts exactly. Now, I take the dentures and I embed them deep into the gums in the spaces where childhood teeth normally lie. Behind that, I embed a spring loaded, self reloading mechanism, for which you will have the remote, but if it fails, the teeth can each be individually pushed out of the way. That way, the tooth is hidden underneath the gums most of the time, but can be deployed for eating or speech if the alpha permits.”
A wide grin spreads across Javier’s face, showing his own, perfect teeth. “Retractable teeth ? That’s genius !”
“It’s not perfect,” Dr Pedrero admits. “Chronic pain is still an issue and–”
“So what?” Javier asks. “If he’s good, it can just be one more thing to take care of him about. And if he’s not–” Javier shrugs.
“Very good,” Dr Pedrero agrees. “So, double arm amputation, double leg amputation, retractable teeth installation, let’s see… did you want those nerve rewirings done anywhere specific?”
“Besides where I’m already using to get him horny?” Javier takes a moment to ponder. “How about up his sides? Like where I’m gonna be grabbing to carry him around from now on. Make that really sensitive.”
“Are you sure?” Dr Pedrero asks. “It might be better to just make his ass sensitive and hold him from there and then use his sides if he gets overstimulated and you want to offer him relief. You said you wanted to dote, right?”
“Right,” Javier laughs. “That’s why you’re the expert. So, ass then. Actually, how about up his bladder? He’s really cute when he has to piss and he gets all squirmy about it.”
“Cute enough you want him full all the time?” Dr Pedrero asks.
“Is that an option?” Javier asks.
“Anything you can dream up is at least worth asking about,” Dr Pedrero says. “Anyway, you have a couple options for bladder control. The more common one is to have it surgically shrunk, but I actually recommend having it filled with something he can’t piss out. That means they can be removed if you need him to hold it like if you have to kennel him or something. If you cork him with a bladder that’s too small, that can cause ruptures and all kinds of unwanted internal damage.”
Javier looks like he’s about to protest right until Dr Pedrero mentions the kennel. “Ah, yeah, that makes sense. “So, how do you fill it?”
Dr Pedrero opens a nearby drawer and pulls out a little jar of ball bearings. “With these,” he says, making sure Adan can get a good look at them too. “Once they’re in, surgery is basically the only way to get them out.”
Javier is practically salivating at the sight. “Can we put them in now?” he asks.
“Not all of them, we’ll do the rest with the rest of the surgeries, but we can do a couple, sure,” Dr Pedrero says.
As he approaches Adan, the omega thrashes and pulls at the restraints with all his might. Dr Pedrero grabs a massive C shaped device. One end of the C has a phallus on it, which Dr Pedrero stuffs in Adan’s cunt with little ceremony. The other end is straight and flat and hooks into a slot on the table. In the middle is a screw which Dr Pedrero uses to screw the two pieces together until the omega is clamped firmly in place by his pussy.
Then, Dr Pedrero takes three long, thin vessel dilators and lubes them up. One at a time, he inserts them into Adan’s cock and pushes them all the way into his bladder. Adan gasps and exhales. Javier rubs his hand over Adan’s cheek, offering what comfort he can while watching the whole process with rapt attention. Dr Pedrero arranges the dilators into a triangle pattern and stretches them carefully apart. He places a ball bearing at the tip of Adan’s stretched urethra and douses it with lube. Using a fourth dilator, he pushes. It takes a couple minutes of pushing – and Adan thrashing his head in useless protest – before something gives and Dr Pedrero repeats the process.
After about half an hour and maybe eight or nine ball bearings, Dr Pedrero sits back. Adan is drenched in sweat and tears and his piss hole only half closes when Dr Pedrero slides the dilators out.
“Any more than that and they’ll be able to come out on their own,” the good doctor says. “We just open up the bladder to put in the rest. Usually a patient can take about a hundred and fifty. You like that, Adan? You wanna piss out a hundred fifty little balls for your alpha?”
Adan shakes his head.
Dr Pedrero laughs. “That’s too bad. You can make him, by the way,” he tells Javier. “Not without internal injury, but sometimes you have to crack a few eggs to make an omelette. Now, there was something I was supposed to ask about– ah yes! Sensory restrictions! Blinding, deafening, do you have any thoughts on those?”
Javier wipes a tear from Adan’s face. It’s quickly replaced by another. “I think he’s cute when he’s panicking about what’s gonna happen to him,” he says. “I almost don’t want to take his limbs just so he can dread it for longer.”
Hope bursts bright and sharp in Adan’s eyes, then dies a second later when Javier kisses him tenderly on the lips. “Almost. So, when can I pick him up?”
Dr Pedrero does some internal calculations. “Three days if everything goes well.”
“So I’ll check up on you in five then?” Javier laughs.
“That would be best,” Dr Pedrero agrees. “If nothing else than so I have time to stress test him,” he adds with a wink.”
“Hey, as long as you add the hymen afterwards, it’s all good with me,” Javier says. They shake hands and he leaves with Adan still cowering and panting on the table, practically skipping with excitement about his new toy.
“I give him a month before he gets sick of all the maintenance,” Rosa says as she sweeps in to wash Adan for surgery.
“Oh, don’t be glum,” Dr Pedrero scoffs. “Two. At least.”
“It’s not being glum when I know about the buyback program,” Rosa points out. She looms over Adan and runs a dangerously gentle finger under his chin. “I’m gonna have so much fun with you in a month,” she coos.
“Two,” Dr Pedrero insists. “At least.”