There was the briefest flash of a pink tongue-tip, followed by an expression of horrified disgust.  The tears that had threatened now spilled over as she read the insane desire in the doctor's eyes.  There was no false sympathy there any more, and any 'mercy' was merely going to result in a different form of torture.<br/><br/>The vibration was as sudden as a thunder-crack, resonating through the metal of the table as much as it resonated in the obscene length that now stretched like a finger from her cleft.<br/><br/>"A - c-cat?!" she repeated, still seeking the doctor's face as an alternative to the slow mutation of her genitals.  It didn't remove that change from her mind, as stronger pulsations rolled over the thick shape of the vibrator, making her nether lips twitch visibly.  Even the length of her expanded clit bucked as if it was trying to spend.