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I have been a fan of this stuff for a while and unfortunately I just recently lost my job. Found out last monday actually, and I don't qualify for unemployment because I am a contractor.
Since I am now in between jobs I thought writing stories on here might be a good way to help keep the stove on and not starve or lose my home while I look for a new job.
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Please enjoy "The Doctor".
Warning the following story is intended for adults and contains fictional accounts of graphic violence and sexually suggestive material. If you are offended by this type of material please do not continue reading. This material also contains fictional scientific material based on real scientific information. Under no circumstances should anyone attempt to recreate or emulate the scientific experiments performed by any of the characters in the material.
The Doctor
Chapter I : The Introduction
Dr. Walter Alexander was brilliant. Incredibly brilliant. At his 8th grade science fair he wowed judges and faculty with an advanced thesis on neuroscience and genetic relativity. He was immediately pulled from his public school life and split time between Oxford and John's Hopkins working and receiving both a PhD and Masters in neuroscience and genetic engineering at age 15. On his 16th birthday he published his first paper on genetic neuroscience correlations between brain tumor patients. By age 22 he added a chemical engineering and organic chemistry PhD as well as an MD with a focus in surgery and anesthesiology to the mix and was highly recruited by every pharmaceutical company.
Over the next 20 years Dr. Alexander provided some of the most tremendous advances in understanding and eradicating numerous mental illnesses and eliminating and treating brain tumors helping and saving the lives of millions of people. His solutions also made him incredibly wealthy amassing a fortune of royalties from the drugs he developed.
Now at age 42 he had everything; powerful friends, incredible wealth, the admiration and appreciation of millions for his work, but Dr. Alexander was not happy, in fact he was very angry. He loved his work, but he was forced to live in a lab. He missed out on a childhood and he never forgave the scientific community for enslaving his gifted brain, but while in isolation Dr. Alexander planned to live the rest of his days catering to what this really was about.
What made Dr. Alexander take an interest in genetics and neuroscience at a such a young age? What was it that would start the research for his science fair? He always told interviewers that he just wanted to know how the human brain worked, but that was a partial truth. The real reason was a fight. But not a fight he was in. It was a fight he saw between two teenage girls...
Walking home from school one day a young at the age of 8 noticed a commotion coming from the nearby woods by the bridge. Curious as to what was going on he went under the bridge over pass and saw a few kids running in the direction of a clearing on the other side.
He quickened his pace to see a large circle of older kids both guys and girls in their late teens shouting and screaming. Being so small he was able to work his way between them and get up to the front.
He saw two girls. One with dark hair and an olive complexion with brown eyes in a red cheerleading outfit. The other a blonde that also was in a blue cheerleading outfit. They seemed about the same age and height and were staring angrily at each other with one hand on their hips shouting and pointing at one another.
The young Dr. Alexander could barely hear what they were saying as their was so much shouting from everyone.
"Kick her ass Brittany!"
"Hit her Kelly!"
"What the fuck are you waiting for!"
"Hit her!"
Everyone was shouting words of encouragement for a conflict, and finally the brunette stepped forward as did the blonde and immediately they started reaching for the other's hair with one hand and swinging wildly with the other.
The little boy watched eyes wide and heart racing as the two danced around pummeling each other often kicking randomly at the other poorly without success. Eventually the brunette tripped over the blonde's leg and immediately the two began to roll around on the ground trying to get in an advantageous position.
The two finally settled on their sides with each still holding on tight with a fist full of the other's hair and using it as leverage while they punched the other repeatedly in the body and face. The blonde changed her tactic grabbing the brunettes face and tried to roll over on top for a better position, but instinctively the brunette reached for the blonde and was grabbing wildly on her uniform pulling it down and exposing the blonde's white sports bra.
The little boy knew what boobs were but never had seen them exposed and with another grab the brunette stretched the nylon material down allowing the blonde's milky white left breast and pink nipple to spring out completely exposed.
The crowd let our an approving roar as the blonde let up trying to cover up her breast while the brunette kept up her attack using her slightly wider hips to roll herself now on top of the blonde who immediate grasped at the brunettes red uniform while the brunette began to rain down punches on the blonde as she bucked her hips wildly.
Eventually the blonde's efforts caused the brunette's cheerleading top to rip at the shoulder strap revealing a black lacey bra overstuffed with a tan breast.
Again the crowd hooted with approval as the brunette ignoring the exposure continued to punch at the blonde who looked to be tiring.
Out of desperation with a free hand the blonde reached up and grabbed the black lace bra sinking her nails into the brunettes breast flesh savagely while trying to protect her face from brunettes persistent punches.
The brunette let out a howl while grabbing her breast trying to pry off the blondes death grip.
The shift in attention was just enough to allow the blonde to buck and roll the brunette off of her, but she kept a fierce grip on the brunettes breast not letting go until the full body weight of the brunette rolling the opposite direction tore her fingernails from their entrenchment snagging on the bra and stretching it completely away revealing the brunettes large olive breast with accompanying dark aerola as the brunette wailed in pain.
The two girls were banged up pretty good and tired as the both rolled over and gingerly were getting to their knees. Their hair was completely disheveled each with an exposed breast and both of the girls uniforms were covered in dry grass and dirt. The blondes lip was bleeding and the brunettes breast had deep gashes oozing droplets of blood.
The crowd was in hysterics cheering for each of them to quickly get at the other, but they both were extremely winded from their initial clash. They both finally staggered to their feet very much out of breath looking at one another with tears in their eyes. The brunette rubbing her exposed breast.
"You fucking done?" wheezed the blonde.
"Hell no bitch you?" gasped the brunette
"What are you waiting for bitch?" echoed the blonde
"What are you bitch?" hissed the brunette
The crowd continued shouting encouragement as a chant began to develop.
"Round 2! Round2!" they yelled.
Each girl cautiously circled the other with arms out daring the other to continue the vicious fight.
This continued for another couple seconds until both instantaneously lunged at one another clawing and slapping at the other's faces.
The crowd again erupted with approval as the two came together dancing around again clinching each other as their open breasts dangled wildly banging together occasionally. They furiously battled around the human circle going for broke as each was grabbing at one another's face and then grabbing hair swinging around wildly.
Finally the brunette stumbled backwards with blonde landing on top of her. The weight of the blonde crashing down on her knocked the wind out of the brunette temporarily stunning her. The blonde crawled scratching and clawing her way on top of the body of the disabled brunette and slid face to face with her adversary where she slapped and scratched her face repeatedly.
The brunette was taking a good amount of damage and looked done for as the blonde used her free hand to grasp the brunettes head and slam it repeatedly into the ground as the brunette struggled with the weight of the blonde on top of her. Their battered breasts pressed into one another as they struggled for dominance, but the blonde never properly fixated herself atop the brunette and that proved to be a critical error as the brunette regained her composure and grabbed the blonde's throat with one hand pushing he face back bringing the blondes white breast right into her face where the brunette savagely bit down in desperation.
The blonde screamed in pain as the crowd went quiet in shock at the brunette's primal tactic. With her other free hand firmly on the ground the brunette used it as leverage to turn her hips and roll the blonde completely off of her while letting go of her adversary's breast from her jaws.
The blonde was flung onto her side as the brunette quickly sat up on her knees placing her right hand on the brunettes shoulder off the ground and driving her left fist directly under the blondes pleated skirt resulting in a muffled thud.
The blow struck home as expressed by the excruciating face of the blonde as the crowd seemed to echo their pain for her with a universal resounding "OOOOh!!!"
Without missing a beat the brunette rolled the dazed blonde over and hopped on her firmly seating herself atop the blonde's chest carefully pinning her arms under her knees.
As the blonde struggled in tears underneath the brunette the brunette grabbed the side of the blondes tressed with her her left hand and delivered a full weight punch to the blonde's nose with her right. The loud smack and crack of the shot again sucked the wind out of the cheering audience.
The blonde screamed as blood oozed from her nose as the brunette rained down fist after fist at the blonde's face.
"Grab her it's over!" somebody shouted as several guys ran over to fling the brunette off her blonde opponent.
Immediately two guys held up the brunette who's legs were wobbly and lifted one of her arms in the air.
"The champion!!!" they shouted as simultaneously several guys and girls ran to help attend the weeping blonde on the ground with her hands covered in blood over her face.
The young boy watched as several girls ran up with a hooded sweatshirt to cover the still exposed brunette. Their was a swarm of twenty or so people around her patting her on the back hugging her all trying to talk to her at once.
"That was awesome brittany!"
"Way to go brittany!"
"Fuck yeah brit"
"Totally kicked her ass"
"Damn you beat that bitch"
"Awesome fight!"
"That was some crazy shit!"
As she was mobbed and escorted away by her fans she caught the small boy out of the corner of her swelling eye. She gave kind of a weird look at him and ignored him smiling and nodding. Her face had several scratch marks and her breast was scratched and still bleeding a little as it got covered by the sweatshirt. The mob encircled around brittany walked away still elated at her victory as the young boy turned his attention to the beaten blonde.
She had a white sweatshirt on her front covering her as guys and girls examined her face. One girl was wiping away the blood from her lip while holding her head back with a kleenex red with blood while tears rolled down the blonde's face from her swelling eyes.
"You did good Kell" she soothed
"Yeah bitch had to fight dirty to win" said another nearby girl.
"Yeah you had her" added a guy nearby.
"It was a good fight" another interjected
The blonde nodded and weeped as they attended her helping her up gingerly as the sweatshirt fell off her chest the little boy noticed the purple and red bite marks outline on her breast.
A nearby girl grabbed it and helped put it on her as they continued to care and aid their fallen warrior. A group formed around her helping her go in the opposite direction of the other group as people came up and patted her on the back gingerly offering words of condolences and encouragement for her effort.
The young Walter was completely in shock, wonder, and excitement from what he had witnessed. He had recognized the red cheerleader uniform of the brunette as from the nearby high school and had to find out more from this Brittany. He had so many questions.
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