Dr. Merle Alfred Hawthorne's Fat Farm

tune was hooked. Several times she had seen Dr. mound's ad on TV. He guaranteed to help you suffer 20 pounds of system of weights in one date. His ad showed a young woman kneeling on a large ordered series. In a split covert you could see her font and learn her articulation describing the process. The other side of the split concealment showed the digital output signal of her weight unit in magnanimous glowing red numbers.

Her vocalisation said,"When I arrived, Dr. Turdus merula Hill swiped my credit identity card for a temp charge of $ 100. He put the receipt and a pen beside the plate read out and recount me that my circuit card would not be charged until I signed the receipt, and that I did not take to subscribe it until my weightiness had dropped 20 pounds or more."

As she spoke, the weight readout began dropping : 130, 129, 128, 125, 120, 115, 110. .. The turn were still dropping slowly as the camera showed her signing and her case smile as she said,"I sign gladly. That was the most effortless slant loss you can ideate, and for only $ 100. I am one satisfied customer. Thank you, Dr. Hill."As the commercial ended, the free weight numbers flashed 105.

The reception to his ad had been so successful that Dr. Merle Hill had to open another fat farm. The first one had been in the empty building next door to his nub marketplace where he processed dolcett little girl and sold their meat. His fat farms were designed to provide him with a new, and growing, seed of dolcett girls. Over the years, Merle had learned that some female person do not wish to voluntarily go dolcett girls. The fat farms eliminated that reluctance.

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melody got out of the taxi and paid her transportation. She looked at the signal over the doorway : Dr. ouzel Hill's exercising weight Loss Center. It was 1:45 pm and she had an assignment at 2. She entered and the receptionist smiled at her."You must be Melody. We have been expecting you. Just one question before we begin. Dr. James Jerome Hill is training a new technician. will you give permission for that technician to advert to you under Dr. Alfred Hawthorne's superintendence ?"

air thought for a moment and answered,"No, I guess I have no objections. Dr. Hill will be right there, won't he ?"

"Yes, of line. Did you clean your intestine before coming here as you were instructed ?"

"Yes, all done. Clean as a whistle."

"Great ! Please get out your credit identity card with me and I will put a temporary hold on it for $ 100. That will not be charged to you until you sign the receipt. Oh, and the stopping point man of paperwork is for you to sign this release giving us your license to parcel out the treatment. Now, please go down this hallway and enter the way marked discussion room 7. take all your clothes. Doctors Hill and Ramsey will be with you in a few minutes."

air entered the room. It was only about 12 fundament square. In the middle of the floor was the scale that she knew she would cause to kneel upon. It was just like she had seen on the TV ad. Next to the weight readout was a ledge and pen where she knew that they would place her credit card receipt to be signed. There were pads on the scale where she would kneel, and a bar over which she would bend. Another bar would patronage her upper berth torso just above her breasts. There were straps at key places, ankles, knee, lower back and upper back.

"I guess that's all to retain me from moving around too much during the treatment,"said melodic line to herself.

Beside the scale was a minor tray table with a closed box on it.

"I guess I had better get undressed,"thought Melody,"Although I don't know why I have to be naked to fall back weight."

But those were the rules, so she stripped, hanging her clothes on hooks on the rachis of the door. As she finished, there was a knock and the door opened. In take the air Dr. Hill. She recognized him from photos she had seen.

"young lady Magillicuddy ? I am Dr. Merle J. J. Hill, and this is Dr. Ramsey. So many youth women are benefitting from our burthen deprivation program that business is booming. I am training Dr. Ramsey to open a new ramification office. I understand you have given your permission for Dr. Ramsey to treat you under my supervising. Is that correct ?"

"Yes, Dr. Alfred Hawthorne, and delight call me Melody."

"Good, Melody. Then let's begin. first we must begin with another enema."

"Oh, no !"groaned Melody.

"Everyone reacts that way,"said Dr. Hill."But this one is different. It contains an ingredient that will temporarily paralyze the peristaltic action of your bowels. We don't want any accident, do we."

"So delight kneel upon the scurf, and we will get you strapped in and slip in the enema."

Melody carefully climbed onto the scale, placing her knees on the take topographic point and leaning over the bar.

When she was fully in home, Drs. Hill and Ramsey strapped her in place.

Just then there was a knock on the doorway. It opened and the receptionist brought in the reference batting order receipt, placing it on the shelf beside the scurf readout."I'll just leave that here for you,"she said. I see the scale says 141 Irish punt. Don't sign the reception until it gets below 120. You are going to love your new, low weight."

She smiled. Melody tried to look up and smile back at her but the restraints prevented any movement.

"Now,"said Dr. James Jerome Hill,"Dr. Ramsey will transfuse the enema. It is not a regular enema, and you will only experience a footling at the number one, then you will sense nil. There is no botheration or discomfort. .. . There, that is done. Now, we will pay it a few minutes to work. While we wait, Dr. Ramsey and I will generate you a thorough examination."

Immediately they started feeling her ankle joint, squeezing and prodding. One was on her left side and one on the right. Next they worked up her calves and thighs.

"Why are you doing this ? asked Melody."I am here to lose weight, not to get felt up !"

"We need to know the condition your muscle tissue is in. We check it both before and after the treatment."

"Oh, ok,"said air, guessing that it made some sentience. She wasn't so sure, though, when they got to her kitty-cat. Each of them pushed two fingers into her, squeezing her pussy sass between thumb and fingers.

"Nice fillet,"mumbled Dr. Ramsey.

"What did you say ?"asked Melody.

"Nothing, just thinking out loud."

Sir Thomas More spur, poking, squeezing, ass nerve, abdomen, ribs, breasts, shoulders, biceps, forearms.

When they were done, Dr. Ramsey asked,"Can you feel this ?"He had four fingers in her anus.

"I don't spirit anything,"said Melody.

"OK, then look out your weight. We're about to start. While we work, I have some relaxing music to work for you."He put some earpiece on melodic phrase which totally blocked out all sound so that she could see only the music.

"Dr. pitcher's mound, you said you would manifest your anal cartridge remover to me."

"Yes, anal centrifuge is the technical term but we usually just call it the umbrella because it looks and works like one. He opened the box on the tray table and removed a stainless brand device that had a grummet on one end.

"You see it looks like a miniature umbrella all folded up. It gets inserted into the anus. Then you press this lilliputian clit and it springs open, just like an umbrella. The ‘ costa'part of the umbrella are very very sharp. So, when you try to pull it back out, the six sharp ribs encircle and impale the anus, hooking it like a Fish. Watch."

As Dr. Ramsey watched, Dr. Hill inserted the ‘ umbrella.'When it was in far enough that the points of all the ribs were inside. he pressed the release button. Then he put his finger through the loop on the end and gave a hard tug causing six points to issue in a perfect circle around Melody's anus.

"Now take this scalpel and cut around outside the circle of ‘ umbrella rib'to break her anus completely from her body. .. . Very good. She is essentially done. Now all you have to do is pull on the loop on the end of the umbrella and her El Salvadoran colon will startle to go forth, and her weight will part to drop."

As Dr. Ramsey started to pull, melodic line's started to twitch.

"Is she is pain ?"asked Dr. Ramsey.

"No, she feels nothing. The enema numbed everything. She is twitching because her weight is starting to drop. You've got out about three foot of colon and she has already lost four Ezra Loomis Pound. Here is a garbage can.

You can fertilize it into there as you pull it out."

Four metrical foot, five foot. 134 pounds.

"Oh, look, she still has her appendix. Now here comes the pocket-sized intestine."

Two feet, four invertebrate foot, eight feet. 128 pounds.

"air is twitching like weirdo ! What keeps her from going into shock absorber ?"

"There is additional medication in the clyster to prevent shock. We can't have them passing out before they sign the acknowledgment card receipt, can we ?"

Twelve pes, XVI human foot. 120 pounds. XX feet. 118 pounds.

"Look, Melody is signing."

"Slow down, you're almost there. We can get every in because it's connected to her stomach. So commit slowly and when you feel it tugging back, diaphragm and cut it off here."

Dr. Merle Hill went to the doorway and pressed a buzzed on the paries beside it. The receptionist soon came in and took the signed acknowledgment notice receipt.

"Dr. Ramsey, do you hold any query ?"

"Yes. What will become of line now ?"

"Well, before we release her strap, you can know her if you want."

'' And after we get done fucking her ? ``

'' She will be spitted and sold as a live BBQ meat girl. We already have a vendee waiting. Due to the removal of so much of her inner organs, she will not live on long, so we must hurry. ``

'' melodic line lost weight, but she did not lose any of her fat. Will that be a problem ? ``

'' Not in this case. You are right that she has quite a bit of fat but the heat from the BBQ blast will thaw the fat and result in her being self-basting. Any to a greater extent fat and that would be a job. ``

'' What do you do when you get a client that has too much fat ? ``

'' Same physical process. We remove the gut but we do n't sprinkle them for the BBQ. Instead we cut them up for parts. The fat is removed and rendered to make expensive designer soaps. full-bodied ladies pay a insurance premium for that. ``

"Have you ever removed the bowels and discovered that you missed the target weight ? Do they still sign the receipt ?"

"No, that never happens. We always remove Sir Thomas More than 20 British pound. It is uncommon that the bowels don't remove decent weight unit, but it does encounter. Then, I reach inside with surgical scissor hold and cut the esophagus above the breadbasket so that the stomach also comes out. One time, even that wasn't plenty and I had to remove her womb and urinary bladder, too. I did it all through the jam cut around the anus."

"Why not just do an abdominal incision ?"

"Whole barbecuers are worth more. They sell better at my meat grocery store. As soon as you cut the abdomen, their economic value goes down."

"But they think they are just here to lose weight unit, don't they ? They didn't volunteer to be dolcett girls."

"Oh, but they did. They didn't know it, but when they signed the departure form, it included volunteering the become a dolcett girl."

"You've got all the bases covered."

"Yes, I do. Now, do you want to fuck her first-class honours degree, or shall I ? ”