Coming out of this drug-induced stupor was like swimming up from a great depth. She became slowly conscious in stages. She first became aware of voices very near her, but seemingly distant and echoed. She could make out single words and then some phrases. She recognized the doctor's voice and heard him say something about the glandular injections and the doses of a medication needed to be increased. She started to be able to see vague shapes, very bright and blurry. She also became aware of a continuous humming that seemed to vibrate through her. The doctor said to the other man that the clitoral and areola development seemed to be progressing on schedule. She could now make out definitive shapes and images. She now recognized that the man that the doctor was speaking to was the man who greeted her at the door. She could also see her legs were spread far apart and strapped into the stirrups by her ankles. There was a large clear hose going to her crotch and two smaller ones attached to her nipples, both had almost test tube like tips on them. She blinked several times to help bring everything into focus. She could see her nipples were being sucked into the tubes and were distended almost an inch. She concentrated on the larger hose between her legs and gasped in shock when she realized it was fastened to her clit, which had swollen to the size of the end of her thumb. The sound of her inhalation caught the attention of the doctor and his assistant who immediately increased the flow from the I.V. stuck in her left arm. Brianna slowly faded out again, haunted by the perverse image of her engorged clit and nipples.

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