Thread: Her Last and Only Hope.

Certainly, of all of the people sitting in the waiting room, Anna looked the most out of place. Her long legs, covered only by dark stockings, swung back and forth, the toe of her shoes just barely skimming the ground while her brightly coloured fingernails glinted under the flourescents as she nervously played with the pleated hem of her skirt Her blonde hair was tied back in ribbons, her wavy pigtails the finishing touch on her appearance, a dead giveaway for her youth and highschool status. There was one man in the waiting room she couldnt help but notice as he kept shooting curious glances at her, and the rest of the patients were women, much older than she. This was a plastic surgery clinic, and it seemed that she was the only person that was not middleaged waiting for the doctor. Gazing around the room, ignoring the strange looks she was getting, Anna was keeping a mental note of the time in her head, the time seeming to tick past incredibly slowly. She had been waiting for this consultation appointment for weeks with great anticipation, and when the baffled nurse finally came forward to call her name, the schoolgirl practically leapt from her chair, relieved to be following the nurse into the examination room. She wondered if she should take off her clothes and asked, and with a scandalised tone in her voice the nurse informed her that it wasnt necessary, after all this was only a consultation there would be no actual work being done today. Left alone to wait, Anna began to fidget. She had done everything she could think of to tame her impossible libido, and surgery was her last hope. It seemed that within the past six months, sex had completely overwhelmed her entire world. She had gone from curious to obsessed, constantly craving and fantasizing to the point where she was literally falling behind in her classes. Gradution was coming up, and a boy she had loved since middle school had finally asked her out it was every girls dream to give her virginity to her first love on prom night, but the intensity of her boiling hormones had finally driven her over the edge several weeks earlier. She had thought that maybe satisfying the urges herself would help, but masturbation gave her little relief foreplay with guys had been intensely gratifying, but it hadnt taken long for her to get carried away by her lust, and her male partners had only been too happy to oblige. Sex was amazing, she was orgasm obsessed! Between classes, afterschool, in the park, in the alley she couldnt stop herself. She had been having too much fun to care until Matthew had asked her to the prom, and she suddenly realised that she had become... a slut. He was such a nice guy, liked by everyone, such a gentleman- there was no way he would be interested in a girl like her. She was devastated, and wished she could take it all back. It was an episode of NipTuck that had offered her salvation, and here she was, ready to beg the plastic surgeon to ignore her age and restore her virginity. Surely, she thought, that would slow down her desires, at least long enough for her heal and then offer herself to Matthew. Being in a state of constant arousal, the idea of going months now without the new found ecstasy that was sex was absolutely painful, but she was determined. She knew the operation was expensive, and that she was also considered underage. Parental consent was about as likely as was saving up for plastic surgery, but she had to try.