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Mary Grayson walks into his underground clinic with her young pup as if she fears the authorities are going to rip him away from her at any moment now. The young Flying Grayson is an intersex Omega. A rarity the government wants to possess. Thomas is grateful she found her way to him. The boy is a cute thing, made for the stage as Thomas has already witnessed, and he looks forward to examining him properly.
His previous visits were all made to Haly’s under the guise of only wanting the best for the pup and Thomas certainly wants him to grow up healthy and strong, but not through any methods his parents would approve of.
“He’ll be in save hands,” Thomas reassures the pups distressed mother, and Mary nods with her lips pressed together. For discretion, he never lets anyone partake in the examinations, not even parents. It’s been a staunch rule his clinic has been operating under since the beginning and due to a lack of alternatives, everyone agrees.
Richard follows him nervously, looking around until they reach the examination room. Thomas squeezes his shoulder as he tells him to undress, soothing the prematurely awakened Omega with his Alpha scent, and then helps him get onto the examination chair. The boy stretches his legs, exposing his soft blushing cunt and the smallest cock Thomas has ever seen. Touching him, Thomas finds he has powerful muscles and an ass fitting well into adult hands for a prepubescent teen.
“I’ll examine your vagina first. Due to possessing dual sex organs intersex Omega are sometimes in need of dilation. It won’t hurt.”
Richard nods, determinedly staring at his chest. Thomas parts his folds with a gloved finger, teasing down a line first, telling him to relax as he rubs that spot and giving Richard a satisfied Alpha hum when his finger manages to slip in without his patient’s face scrunching up. He is pleased that Richard has no trouble relaxing around the intrusion. It means he has not yet been taken by an impatient Alpha seeking to get their cock wet.
Thomas warms the speculum with his hands and lets Richard touch it, enjoying the blush rising to his cheeks as he explains what it does. Slowly, he inserts the metal, waiting for the pup’s hymen to get in the way, satisfied when he doesn’t touch it. He lets the metal stretch Richard’s wet vaginal canal out, watching Richard’s reaction carefully. Thankfully the pup remains free of discomfort.
Thomas pushes his fingers into the heated cunt once Richard is properly spread around it, trying to feel the thin layer of skin and coming to the conclusion that the pup’s hymen has long ripped from the extreme acrobatics. Richard throbs around him as he swipes his insides for scars and irritations.
He leaves the speculum in once he is done with the examination and helps Richard out of the chair and onto the examination table. It’s a cute little waddle the pup is forced into. Richard obediently kneels on all fours. Slick drips onto the table between his opened legs.
Fresh gloves on, Thomas massages the top of the perky little ass, gently inserting a lubed finger between the well-defined cheeks. His prostate is easy to find. Thomas makes the small cock jump in no time. Richard’s whimpers fill the room, then Thomas slowly spreads his ass with a speculum too.
“Can you raise your backside and look at me? But stay on all fours.”
Richard does, looking at him beneath his arm, biting on his lip with a flushed face and tears in his eyes. His pulsing ass tries to swallow the speculum.
Good, very good, Thomas thinks. The camera will have caught that view perfectly.
“How does it feel to be spread, Richard?”
Richard worries his bottom lip, a slight dusting on his cheek. “Kind of nice?”
“It’s like a good stretch, isn’t it?”
Richard’s blinks, surprised, lopsided grin growing on his cute face. “Yeah, I guess.”
Thomas smiles, patting the pups head. “As an Omega you should keep that in mind. You need to remain flexible. I know you have practice in that, but it bears repeating.”
Richard nods in understanding, blue eyes bright as he seeks knowledge. Thomas will feed him all he has with pleasure.
“I’ll continue to examine you now. If anything hurts, tell me,” Thomas says, grasping his chin and slowly pushing two gloved fingers down his throat. Richard opens nicely for him on this front too, not letting any gag reflex get in the way. The Sword swallowers must have practiced with him. It’s something to look out for. They might notice what Richard is.
Fingers wet and Richard’s chin still in his grasp, he rubs the scent gland. A dazed look appears in the pup’s eyes almost immediately, and Thomas would like nothing more than to go in for a lick as the pheromones hit him, teeth itching to bite into the skin and cock pressing against his fly.
Thomas squeezes Richard’s perky little nipples instead, lightly pumping them as if Richard is a lovely little cow ready to be milked. The puddle grows beneath his forced open pussy. The soft sounds of Richard’s erratic breathing fill the room.
“Sit down at the edge,” Thomas says, helping him by direct him forward. Both holes still held wide open by the gleaming metal, Richard’s face slightly scrunches up in discomfort.
Thomas settles his hands on the tiny waist. His cock is so small, Thomas would bind it if he could, keep it at the size and stop it from growing. It is barely bigger than a cis Omega’s clit. Richard could win him a few competitions. It is a shame Thomas will have to let such a treasure go for now.
His folds have grown nice and plump, protecting his vagina while they are filled with the merger amount of semen the little Omega can produce. Thomas massages them. He is a bit concerned by their tautness. Richard might not be able to release as much as he produces. Testicular drainage seems to take care of the problem. It is a good excuse to make Mary return with Richard as often as she can.
“It feels better now, yes?” he asks, as he moves on to rub over his urethral opening, which has now been tainted by his seed. The little Omega softly whines in agreeance, even opens his legs a little bit, and Thomas encourages him with his Alpha pheromones to let go and wet himself, urine spilling over his teasing finger.
Richard sways a little, tired from the procedure as Thomas cleans him up and removes the dilators. As he holds the tired pup up, Thomas shortly imagines how it would feel to plunge into his swollen cunt as Richard clings to him, his noises as delirious as he looks.
Thomas lets it remain a fantasy, holds him up by his shoulder once he is dressed again, feeding him a bonbon to get his sugar levels back to normal. Richard nipples cutely on it before sucking it into his mouth, and Thomas pets his hair and gets an unexpected hug. Richard’s scent is pleased and sweet.
Thomas purrs at the little Omega, walking outside with him half-asleep in his arms and lets those protective pheromones erase the scents of arousal clinging to them. Mary gratefully takes her son back.
“Thank you so much,” she says, bowing. Richard would have been taken away from her if someone else had found out and she knows. Thomas will take him from her too, eventually, but that she does not need to realize. He tells her about the worries he has, making sure Richard has a second appointment in three weeks. She should come earlier if Richard shows discomfort.
Mary never visits his clinic again. The Flying Grayson’s fall to their death, and Thomas watches coldly as the authorities take his Omega away.
But beautiful and smart Richard Grayson shows up at his clinic days after, pleading him to take him in.
Thomas accepts, naturally, letting the young Omega learn how to behave properly around Alpha from Leslie and him while they figure out who is responsible for the death of his parents.
With Zucco six-feet beneath the earth and Richard well fed on a powerful Alpha’s cock, Richard grows into a wonderful lean Omega, who makes heads turn everywhere he goes. Only his clit-peen stays as small as it should.
Thomas makes sure Richard shows it off on the appropriate occasions, clothes designed so his elegant Omega stands next to him with his award-winning clit exposed, perfectly teasable while Thomas has an arm around his waist. The gaudy collar around Richard’s neck keeps other Alpha’s away even on the rare occasions Thomas leaves his side.
The only Alpha who dares approach Richard is Bruce, and Thomas is unsurprised when upon their third meeting, he finds Bruce plunging into his Omega’s cunt in a frenzy. Thomas does not mind sharing Richard with his son. The Omega is fertile enough to carry both of their children, and the heavy collar ensures that Richard remains his mate alone.