The Healer's Choice


“Aaand there. That should do it, Miss Felisia,” Adam spoke, the white furred and red eyed albino rabbit taking a step back to look at yet another patient cured. He laid down the syringe, if one could even call the tube-like thing such a civil name, and relaxed.


The black furred rabbit before him had her legs spread, womanhood exposed and leaking the medical essence which was to cure her from the disease that was spreading across the small rabbit village of a few thousand. Perhaps not small by the standard of other species, but for the rabbit folk it indeed was quite the small settlement. 


“Thank you, Doctor,” the female exclaimed while pulling her pants back up, the procedure a bit embarrassing for the young lady as she normally only exposed herself to her soon to be husband, Jamal. She gave the doctor a handshake and went to stand beside her mate.


“We’d once again like to thank you Dr. Adams, if not for your skills as the village's only medical expert then I fear that this village would have been lost.” She bowed her head in respect, and gathered her hands on her lower stomach as she did so.


The grey rabbit called Jamal stood with his head lowered, eyes fastened to the floor… but he wasn’t bowing, rather he was simply standing still as if frozen in place. 


“Jamal, don’t be rude!” the female called out, the rabbit lady kicking him in the shin before finally getting his attention. He barely managed to lift his eyes before seeing once again the bowl on the desk, his eyes darting back down before he shook his head as his fiancee had asked of him. She gave a small smile as an apology and then they left his clinic.


Silence fell over the clinic, the doctor sighing heavily as it had been a long day with tons of patients. The disease had started out by only affecting a dozen of the village's inhabitants, but soon it had infected hundreds and was closing in on a thousand.


The disease wasn’t the most dangerous Adam had ever seen, it wasn’t as if the black death had returned. Said plague was hundreds of years gone, and now doctors like himself had become much more well equipped, case in point the canine kingdom had made what they called rubber readily available, leading to the development of more easily made syringes for injections and inseminations like the one he’d just done. 


Before he could ponder too much over the predicament he found himself in, Adams was interrupted by none other than the old village chief himself, Chieftain Roy.


“Mister Adams, may I have a word with you?” came an old voice from across the room.


“Of course Chief Roy, you know my door is always open for you.” He gestured for the old rabbit to sit in a nearby chair, the doctor quickly cleaning up his office by discharging the tiny white orbs in the bowl on his desk into the trash can, and the syringe tube into a nearby sink. 


“I would like to talk to you about the disease… Is this really the only solution?” The old rabbit spoke with a heavy voice, the ageing leporidae sounding worried but yet conflicted on what he wished to say. Adam knew the reason, but also knew to let the wiser fur speak his mind. 


“The disease would have brought ruin to our village if it hadn’t been for you… The fastening of the infected rabbits metabolism was a certain doom for either them, or our food security.” Chief Roy extended a hand filled with papers in them, the frail pages showing that the doctor's plan had stopped the spread of the disease.


“I see that our efforts have been bearing fruit,” he gently spoke. 


“It has… Though the illness has brought more than momentary worries and fear to our little doorsteps young Mister Adams, for as you so expertly concluded a few weeks prior, the sickness is one transmitted through sexual acts.” The chief simply locked eyes with the albino, neither male needing further words to be spoken.


The disease had hit the most breeding ready of all the age groups…


“We’ve talked about this Chief Roy. The cure is as is… I do not as of this moment have the option to try and find a new cure. It would simply take too long, and cause an even bigger dent into our food storage.” He gave the chief a bow before gesturing towards the door.


“I’m sorry, Roy. Please forgive me for doing what must be done.”


“You shouldn’t ask me for forgiveness, Adams. It’s the males whom you’re sterilising you should seek forgiveness from, because they will not forget nor forgive… Remember, we’re rabbits, breeding is an essential part of our lives, and we take offence in having it removed.”


He couldn’t blame the old timer for warning him, even if he suspected that Roy was amongst the ones who would hate him for ages to come. Especially after he had removed half of his offspring from the breeding pool… and most of the offspring Chieftain Roy still had who were fertile were set for sterilisation in the weeks to come.


Only the midnight furs youngest and only daughter hadn’t been affected, a fact which Adams found relief in seeing as the little spitfire of a young lady was almost like a daughter to him. Adams had been taken in five summers ago, and since then he’d helped the village.


Once again silence had only just settled within his clinic before he heard the sound of knocks coming from his door. “Right, I’ve still got two patients left,” he reminded himself, the overly tired albino preparing his last usable syringe insemination for the day, the cold storage room looking rather empty compared to how it had looked just this morning. 


To his surprise it seemed that the last female was running late, as the rabbit coming through the door was his last male patient, Jerome. He looked shy if not downright a little scared. 


Whatever that fear was directed at him or the disease he couldn’t know, but it was clear that the illness had taken its toll as his midnight furred rabbit appeared thin beyond what would be considered healthy, even despite all of his attire.


“Welcome, Jerome,” Adams greeted the overdressed leporidae, before browsing through the document folder in his hands. Looking through the data he placed a finger on top of the male rabbit's last record weight. “I’m sure you’ve heard plenty about this procedure from your friends, so go ahead and tell me how much weight you’ve lost, percentage wise…”


“Of course, Doctor. I have over the last few weeks lost over 40% of my previous weight…” 


“And you’ve kept up your normal diet… no extra meals or anything?” Adams received a small nod in return, the midnight male quiet as the albino’s red stare scared him.


‘Interesting,’ Dr. Adams thought, as he compared the number to many of the others which he had already cured. ‘Seems like rabbits who don’t get help lose about 5% of their body mass every week.’ He wrote down the number for later processing; he needed to share his findings to the surrounding villages in case the disease spread.


“Now onto the next part, please explain to me clearly why you’re here.”


“D-do I have to?”


“Jerome, Chieftain Roy has demanded that all patients who meet me must beforehand fully understand why this procedure is taking place.” He placed down the documents in his hands. “It is to make sure that no misunderstandings arise from this crisis.”


No answer came, and so Adams had no choice but to speak with a more authoritative voice to get through to the scared rabbit. “Do you understand, Sir?”


“Y-yes… Yes I do,” he finally answered softly. “The illness mainly resides in the reproductive systems, and as a side effect it puts the body into a constant state of mating.” He took a deep breath, “And as so the body burns calories as if it’s constantly having sex…”


“Correct, and what is the cure for this unfortunate predicament?” Adams looked at the rabbit with a warming smile, the doctor relaxing his posture so as to not look imposing.


“It is to remove the main source of the disease in the case of us males along with a small injection that both slows down the mating state of our bodies… and kills the illness.” Jerome finally looked up. “And for females it’s a bit different… isn’t it?” He looked at the doctor with a slight anger behind his fear, as if trying to challenge the albino.


“And for females it is indeed a bit different,” Adams answered. “The disease is within the cervix walls while in males it’s inside of the testicles.” He stood up and approached the smaller rabbit slowly. 


“And so for females the solution is an injection straight into the womb.”


“I don’t think castration is a fair solution, doctor, especially not when all the females have to go through is getting the equivalent of a creampie but with the stuff simply being the cure,” Jerome spoke definitely. 


“I cannot remove the wombs of the females, that is simply too difficult of an operation… and as you know the compromise might not even work, but we do know that neutering the males work fully, case in point most males have regained their weight far quicker than the females.”


Jerome looked down at the floor in defeat, he had hoped to try and somehow convince the smartest rabbit in town to spare him… but Adam’s words held as much commitment as Chieftain Roy’s did. ‘I’ll leave this room neutered… No way around it.’ 


“Please move over to the chair and place yourself into it,” Adams ordered, gesturing to the chair which would hold the rabbit's four limbs in place and ensure that the virile male wasn’t going to mess up the delicate procedure.


The sounds of the restraints clicking in place had barely echoed in the room before the sound of Jerome’s pants being pulled down was heard. “H-Hey! At least warn me first,” Jerome yelled, a blush faintly visible through his dark fur. 


“The faster we get you undressed the faster you can leave this uncomfortable situation,” Adam assured him, the albino copping a feel of those hefty nuts in between those thin thighs. They hadn’t lost their potency it seemed, just like with all of the other males.


“This might sting a little,” Adams warned before pushing a needle into Jerome’s perineum, the doctor injecting him with a mixture of the cure and anaesthesia. He waited for it to take effect, and slowly put more and more pressure on squeezing the male's nuts. Once he felt that Jerome wasn’t reacting in the slightest, Adams went to work.


He neatly laid the tools out before him, the surgical knife in his hand almost an extended part of his body at this point as he’d done this procedure hundreds of times, seeing as 80% of the affected are males… or where males? Adams shrugged, he didn’t care what the neutered males thought themselves as after the procedure, he wasn’t a therapist after all.


He brought the sharp edge up the the base of the fuzzy ball sack, the thing smelling musky as if it’s owner had mated beforehand. He likely had not, considering Chieftain Roys ban on sex for the infected, but this was a rabbit village, prohibiting sex was a hopeless endeavour.


“Nice and easy,” he whispered as the knife revealed the pink flesh beneath the dark fur, the opening gate allowing him access to the seed factories within, the thing steadily growing bigger as the weight of those cum producers pushed themselves outside.


Pop


The comical sound made him smirk, and gripping onto first one and then the other pink orbs even more so. He felt them up and down for a moment as he felt the warmth emanating from them. “I-Is something wrong?” Jerome asked as he felt the doctor pause the operation.


“Nothing of the sort lad, I simply wished to inspect them before removing them… I must say that it’s a good thing you got scheduled for castration when you did, one more week and the disease might have fully ruined your balls themselves, and there’d be no telling what would happen in such an unknown scenario,” the doctor lied, as the two nuts were perfectly fine.


‘Slick lie, Adams, I’m sure that will fool him,’ the doctor internally monologues before raising his next tool, the device crushing the two cords effortlessly. 


Once he’d prevented blood loss, Adams raised the knife and brought it down on the crushed cords, the sound of the hefty nuts falling into the tray below making the patient shiver as his fate had now been sealed… No kits for him.


With the sack closed up, Adam moved the detached kit makers over to his desk and started redressing the broken rabbit before releasing him from the restraints. “You took that very well Jerome, one of the calmest patients I’ve had all day,” Adams admitted, his hand placing itself on the other rabbits back before he let the silent fur out of his office. 


“JEROME! It’s so good to see you!” 


The moment of healing was abruptly broken by none other than Adam's last patient for the day, Miss Laila. The grey furred rabbit dressed in revealing attire as she saw herself into his office, and right past the neutered male who wanted to simply vanish from existence.


“I didn’t think I’d see you here of all places, you here for a–Oh… Oh, I am so sorry,” she apologised as she laid eyes upon the baby makers on the desk. Her awkwardness was however also short lived as she beamed with energy once the door was closed.


“Finally!” She ripped down her pants and turned around, her round butt protruding towards the doctor before he could even process what was happening. “Please doctor, cure me so that I can go fuck. This dry period is killing me!” 


“Oh and I’ve lost some 30% of my weight and we do this to preserve our well being and blah blah blah,” she babbled, Laila taking the situation as seriously as a mother would a conversation with their kit when they speak gibberish.


He rolled his eyes, ‘Great, another sex hungry doe.’ He couldn’t roll his eyes for too long though, that snatch was dripping and looked quite inviting. He pulled the insemination tube out from earlier, graced his hand over her shapely behind and lined up the device.


“Mmmm, push it in deep doc!” She wiggled her butt at his face, the phallic tool in his hand sinking into her hot breeding hole. He inserted it to the base, and then pulled it back out. He did so a few times, Adams unable to resist as he drew out small moans from the eager doe. 


“You like that, don’t you?” 


“Oh I do doc! Please inseminate m-AH!” Her words of desire were cut off as Adams pushed the release button, the doe soon filled to the brim with the cure which would make her prime and ready for the next local orgy she would no doubt participate in. 


“Could… Is there a chance that you could do that again?” she begged, her needy sex now dripping from the white flowing out of it. 


“I’m sorry, miss, but I don’t offer orgasm relief, and only one insemination per patient.”


She pouted in frustration before pulling her pants back up. “How long before I can fuck again?” she asked as she stood in the doorway. 


“Two weeks, give or take.”


“Thanks, bye bye Doctor Adams!”


*****


“Another busy day, another busy week,” Adam sighed as he dismounted the milking machine he’d been humping for well over two hours, the container beneath it filled to the brim.


“That should cover tomorrow's patients,” Adams proclaimed as he inspected the container, with this he had enough of the cure, enough lube and enough of his sperm to successfully cure all of tomorrow's female patients, the doctor hell bent on making sure that the fertility rate wouldn’t drop too low.


“Goodnight my little swimmers, and may you help cure lots of ladies soon.” And with that he closed the cold storage room and went off to bed.


“Ups, can’t forget to throw you two out,” he said, as he cleaned up his desk, two large orbs soon finding themselves amongst many others in the biological trash bin.


 “And that’s enough work for today. Lights Out!” And with that he turned off the lights and went off to his bedroom, the albino smiling to himself as he walked the empty corridor.


FIN