The Doctor - Part 9 - My Reward (early draft) (Patreon)

Laura allowed the car to glide up the hill, bringing it to a controlled stop in front of the garage. 

She paused for thought. She had made good time, but that had been the worst mission yet. Her feet still stung from her chase with the truck and she was concerned that she might have left a bit too much evidence this time round. 

She felt an ever increasing weight building up on her shoulders. The guilt was close to overwhelming. At night, every sleepless night, Laura convinced herself to resist her mistress. But then in the morning, when she saw the Doctor, she always cowered and bent to her will. She just couldn't say 'no' to the Doctor. And that daughter of hers. The spiteful, spoilt, evil little witch, she was so cruel to all of the tiny little people that her mother just handed over to her. She never thanked Laura for any of the chores that she did, she never thanked her for the fantastic meals that Laura cooked for her. Laura shook her head of those thoughts, the Doctor would be getting concerned if she sat there any longer in the car. 

She stepped out in bare feet. She had left her shoes in the footwell, they were too painful to put back on. 

She gently turned the keys in the lock of the front door and slowly pushed the door inwards. As soon as she stepped into the kitchen she saw the Doctor. 

Dr Alder was sitting in the dim light of the lounge, her beautifully smooth shaven bare legs crossed beneath her black skirt. She wore her lab coat as usual, but her smile was slightly more warm than usual. She seemed genuinely happy this time. 

"Well done my dear, I am so proud of you," Dr Alder praised Laura in her husky voice. Her voice contained none of the harshness that it usually did when she addressed Laura, there was no hidden dominance or oppression in this voice, it was almost like the voice of a mother, pleased at how well her daughter had achieved. 

Dr Alder's hands were clasped together on her lap. She opened her hands and slowly gestured towards the coffee table in front of her. 

"Please, show me what you have brought me today my dear." Laura stood in astonishment, her jaw open. The Doctor never asked her to show her what she had captured. She always just snatched them away and disappeared. She seemed far more relaxed today. 

"Well, come on, don't just stand there," the Doctor willed her to the table with a simple polite gesture of her hand. "Would you like a drink?" the Doctor stood up and started towards the kitchen. Laura's astounded gaze followed her, this was absurd behaviour by Dr Alder's standards. She had never treated Laura as an equal. Laura had always been made to feel like a servant... or even a slave. 

"Er..."

"It's not a trick," the Doctor slowly chuckled. "Would you like a drink?" she asked again. "A cocktail perhaps?"

"But I thought-" 

"I'll allow you some alcohol today," the Doctor cut her off. "I'll make you up a nice malibu cocktail while you get everything you've got for me out on the table."

Laura nodded slowly in astonishment and turned with the heavy shoulder bag, she suddenly remembered how heavy the truck was, and she gently lowered the sports bag to the lounge floor. She also unshouldered the other smaller bag, containing all of the canisters. 

She heard clinking of glasses and ice cubes from the kitchen and continued to nervously line up the articles for the Doctor. 

Finally she turned towards the kitchen and her heart jumped a beat. 

Standing next to the end of the kitchen bar, holding a cocktail glass in one hand, the Doctor was staring directly at Laura. All of the intensity of her stare had returned. Laura's eyes darted to the outstretched hand. 

Being held between the Doctor's neatly red polished fingernails, was a metal cylinder. Similar in shape to the one Laura had in her bag, but it was smaller. Laura suddenly realised what was about to happen. 

She heard the button of the device click and heard a little crackle, then her whole world around her burst into bright light followed by everlasting darkness, a buzz of white noise followed by eternal silence and she found herself laying face down on the floor. 

Except the carpet felt... she looked up and round at her surroundings. Her heartbeat accelerated and she felt an instant panic, an uncontrollable sense of dread and she screamed. The sound that emerged from her mouth was louder than she could ever have possibly have imagined, yet, to the person who stood over her, it was probably as insignificant as that of a squeaking mouse.  

Tears of dispair began to run down Laura's cheeks as she looked up at the huge feet, bare legs, black skirt, white lab coat and neat hair tied back in a bun behind the head of the Doctor. 

Laura stood up and backed away from the giant woman. Now she knew how all of the people she shrunk felt. It was overwhelming, it was unbelievable, it was... impossible... 

She continued to back away, when one of the giant feet moved. And just like she had become a mouse, Laura froze midstep. Watching up at the giant woman looking down at her. 

Laura remained frozen in her spot as the Doctor crouched down towards her, casting a giant dark shadow over her, in the dim room. She felt the warm breath of the giant woman sweep down towards her and suddenly giant hands were reaching out towards her. The giant red polished nails and fingers curled around her and she felt the grip tighten around her torso. 

Laura didn't resist, she knew at this point it was pointless. She had learned from her captives that to struggle would only cause more pain. She merely grabbed at the giant red thumbnail of the huge hand with both of her tiny hands, as she was lifted at frightening speed. She looked at the thumb as she was lifted. She had never seen a female hand so close. She doubted that many people had, to that matter. The Doctor's nails were relatively short. They continued past her fingertip only for a few milimeters and they were neatly trimmed and filed. The polish was smooth to the touch and it was like touching lacquer paint on timber. 

Suddenly she was being held in front of the giant face of her mistress. This was the most terrified that Laura had ever felt in her life. She remembered how terrified she had felt when the Doctor had given her a demonstration of her power by shrinking another person in front of her and threatening to do the same to her if she didn't do everything she was told. That was nothing compared to now though. 

The giant red lips and bright green eyes of her mistress filled the whole of Laura's vision as she was held in the giant hand. Then the hand started to open and Laura immediately felt a falling sensation, which was abruptly halted as she gently dropped into the open palm of the Doctor's other hand. 

"Laura, my dear," the Doctor boomed in her husky voice, her pearl white teeth appearing behind the lips as she spoke. "I felt that you required this demonstration, just to give you a little," the giant eyes of the Doctor rolled, searching for the words, "gentle push, a nudge in the right direction if you will. I felt that you were beginning to become disillusioned with what we are doing here and I felt that this would help bring reason to your conflict."

The giant hand began to lower Laura back to the floor and she was poured onto the carpet. She laid sprawled on the carpet as she heard a button click behind her. The whole world spun around her and this time, she felt a sharp stab of pain in her spine. 

As she spun in pain she realised that she was back to full height and staring straight into the eyes of her mistress. The red lips of the Doctor formed into a smirk. 

"Yes... I have perfected the device, it now has full size changing properties. I now have the power not just to shrink people, but to bring them back to full height... or half height, if I wish." The Doctor slowly passed Laura the cocktail glass, as she did so, she placed another hand on Laura's other arm, very gently she touched Laura's bare arm, but with a relatively impressionable grip. 

"You must know that I would never hurt you my dear... unless you give me reason to." She pushed the glass into Laura's hand. "You trust me don't you?" the Doctor asked. Laura looked into those deep intense eyes and slowly nodded uncontrollably. 

'OF COURSE I DON'T YOU CRAZY WOMAN!' her mind screamed.

"I trust you Doctor Alder," she felt her lips saying. "Thank you," she accepted the glass in her hand. 

"That's okay my dear. I expect you'll need it after what you've just been through," the warm smile was back and the Doctor's eyes flicked down towards the coffee table. They suddenly sparkled. Like they had never sparkled before. As if Laura had emptied bars of gold all over the table. 

"You've done very well Laura," the Doctor continued. 

Laura half turned, and gently lifted the glass to her lips, she tasted the warming fluid of the sweet beverage and felt it warm her throat as it passed down towards her stomach. It felt nice, it made her feel happy, she couldn't resist slurping the whole drink and her tongue licking the sides of the glass.  

"Did you separate men from women in the canisters?" the Doctor asked as she screwed the fat man's canister shut again after inspecting it. 

"Yes Doctor," Laura replied. 

"Good," the Doctor praised. "I promised you a reward didn't I?" the Doctor finally asked. 

"I'm not... I'm not sure..."

"Yes I did Laura," the Doctor turned and passed something towards Laura. "Yes I did, you are sure. You've been looking forward to it." Laura accepted the package. Suddenly realising it was the cylindrical canister containing five female dancers. "I took the liberty of placing one of my special pills in your drink," Laura suddenly looked down at her empty cocktail glass in shock, then back up at the Doctor. The Doctor winked at her. "It's just a little nudge, to get things going... get you lot introduced to each other. 

"But... I..."

"It's too late for that now Laura, its already breaking down in your stomach and being absorbed." the Doctor glanced at her watch. "I'd say at this rate, you'll have about five minutes before it kicks in," she brought her face slightly closer to Laura's. "This pill works a bit faster than your usual ones..." Laura felt a slight tingle in the pit of stomach and her eyes widened uncontrollably. 

"Why?" She asked. The Doctor shrugged. 

"I felt you deserved a little treat..."

"How...how did you know?" Laura stammered, a twinge surged up her spine from her stomach, almost like an electric current. 

"That you like other women?" the Doctor chuckled. "I know everything, remember?" She picked up the huge shoulder bag with some visible effort. "You did very well today Laura." She shouldered the other bag and started towards the lab. "I'll give you a break for a few days, enjoy it," she started towards the corridor to the lab. 

"Doctor!" Laura called, slightly louder than intended, as another surge of electricity ran through her body, this one was definitely in the area of her womanhood, and much stronger than she had felt from the previous pills. "What do you do?" She asked starting to pant now. The Doctor paused midstep. "I mean..." another jolt of electricity pulsed through her body and her legs trembled and her knees threatened to buckle. "With all the people," she struggled to stay standing, but she had to know, her whirling mind demanded it of her. 

"You don't need to know that at the moment my dear." The Doctor turned towards Laura, a bright sheen of sweat had appeared across the whole of Laura's face and across her breasts in the low cut top and she appeared to be visibly trembling. "All you need to know is that building the shrinking device is not all I do... and what I do will benefit the whole world very soon, you'll see." She gave a very warm smile, her eyes glittering with passion, then she turned back and started walking away. 

Laura stood, trembling, as she watched the Doctor leave around the corner. She looked down at the canister that she held in her hand. Her mind whirling with thoughts, but it seemed to be as if a plug had been pulled and her thoughts were all spiralling away and disappearing, leaving only one sole thought. 

The heavy door of the lab slammed shut. A surge of excitement soared through Laura's body, so strong that she nearly dropped the canister, definitely strong enough to cause her to collapse to her knees. 

She forced herself onto her feet and dashed towards her room. She fumbled with the handle of the door, flung it open and then slammed it shut behind her. She usually wedged a chair up against the handle, but the pressure was too great. Out of habit she reached out to the chair, but this time she just threw it at the door. She found herself desperately pulling her top off and throwing it, along with the wig in the corner of the room. Her breasts fell freely without the bra she usually wore. 

With trembling hands of anticipation and uncontrollable lust she struggled to unscrew the cap of the canister. Sweat was pouring down her face and chest and she tipped the open canister towards the light. Tiny female bodies lay in a tangled heap at the bottom of the canister. Tiny eyes staring up at her in awe. 

"I'm really sorry!" Laura said apologetically into the canister with a wavering voice. She impatiently poured the contents of the canister across her bed. Five tiny half dressed and bewildered women lay sprawled across her bed coverings. The sensation down below was too much, Laura moaned outloud and sank to her knees on the floor. 

Looking out towards the women she started to reach out and grab them, within seconds she had all five clutched to her chest. She needed an instant release or she didn't know what would happen, she felt as if she was going to explode. Opening her legs she felt her wet womanhood open underneath her tight skirt. 

"I'm really sorry!" She said as she placed her hand full of tiny women between her legs, holding one hand as a barrier she reached in with her other. "This will be over soon, I promise..."