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Trial
🕑 Added 2019-04-30 12:59:29 +0000 UTCNote: This is a story-prompt for Amygdilan.
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Corrie sat in the witness stand, her skin flushed and sweaty. She had already undone two blouse buttons, and the questioning was going into its second hour. It honestly felt like an interrogation more than a testimony. And this was only a pre-trial hearing. The Defendants attorneys were doing everything they could to bury her in paperwork, and appeal for delays for various illegitimate reasons. She had been going through this for five months already, and Dr. Snit was out on bail, still running his egregiously irresponsible medical practice.
I already told you, Corrie said, trying to maintain her composure. He told me it was a weight-loss drug. He never said that it would entail She trailed off and waved vaguely at the volleyball-sized mounds stretching out her blouse. The cotton material was getting tighter by the moment while simultaneously dampening with sweat. She could feel her bra cups cutting into her flesh, diamonds if skin forming between her buttons, until she could feel her milk seep into the padding of the maternity bra. She didnt have much longer. I have to constantly eat just to keep my weight up, she said breathlessly, as she hunched slightly. She could feel the stares on her chest, and the internal pressure was only getting worse. Its just Corrie broke off as one of her buttons popped, exposing a plump fold of cleavage. Several other buttons followed.
Indecent exposure! Dr. Snits main attorney insisted. Your honor, this is clearly contempt of court.
The judge gave her an admonishing look.
Youve got to be kidding me! Corrie lost her temper.
Order, order! The judge hammered his gavel.
The audience descended into murmurs.
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Lindsay watched the scene from the audience seating.
She was part of the lawsuit against Dr. Snit, and had been waiting hours already for her turn to testify. The delaying tactics were truly obscene. Yet she diligently showed up at every court date, as she refused to be cowed by the Defenses ignoble tactics.
She did it for the others. After all, she was one of the lucky ones. Dr. Snits serums hadnt had any effect on her. She hadnt even lost weight, to be honest. She frowned down at her somewhat chubby form. Apparently the intention had been to cause calorie loss be inducing long-term lactation. Snit had only disclosed the weight loss aspect of the treatment, while keeping the perversity of unwanted lactation entirely to himself.
But again, Lindsay had been fortunate. The drug hadnt worked on her, unless there was some sort of delayed effect. Only recently, she noticed that she had developed a weird rash. It ran all along her stomach, two trails of small, pinkish bumps that ran parallel all the way up to her chest.
The two bumps beneath her chest were the most pronounced, and itchiest as well. All her scratching had resulted in swelling there, two small plates of softened flesh.
As Lindsay fidgeted somewhat in her suit, the rash stung, and tingled. She felt a droplet of sweat roll down her stomach. Dr. Snit had the audacity to turn from the Defendants table to catch her eye, while wearing a smug look. Linday glared at him and shifted her attention back to the scene on the witness stand. To her shock, Corrie was being arrested for contempt of court.
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The proceedings have been suspended for another thirty days. The judge is recommending that witness Corrie McBeth seek counseling regarding a reported
June bit her fingernails as she watched the news. She had been following the court case religiously. It didnt seem to be making much progress. She shook her head and scowled.
She had felt guilty for refusing to testify. She had been Snits first victim after all. But with the way things were going, maybe it was for the best. It looked like Snit would get off on with a slap on the wrist, regardless of how glaring the evidence was against him. June looked down at herself.
Her breasts were round and swollen, resembling basketballs in size. They sat bare on her chest, pressed together, round and heavy. They didnt sag even slightly. They were plump, and almost eerily perfect.
But that in itself was not the unusual part of things. From the plump pink hills of her areola protruded nipples that resembled thumbs in their length and thickness. They drooped slightly. They had been growing progressively longer and thicker over the past several months. She had seen several surgeons about her anomaly, but all of them refused to operate. They said that surgery on any part of her breasts would cause too much bleeding and pose an unprecedented risk to her life. As such, she was stuck like this now. Lightly shaking her head, June lifted the remote and turned off the news.
