Curious as to why this elephant-dicked mother had brought her son to a gynecologist, Amber selected Sally with the app.
"Taylor has lied about her appointment to introduce her son to his one-night-stand father Dr. Brice"
'Shit!' Thought Amber, fully grasping the situation. 'Thats pretty underhanded on her part. Though it perfectly explains bringing your son to the gynecologist.'
She heard the door to the exam room open a close but nothing else beyond that.
Amber began to daydream about the scene going on behind the solid closed door. What was being said, who was in tears, or if things worked out. She'd have to pitch this plot to a soap-opera if she ever got the chance.
Just then she began to play with words in her head. She still had the sentience selected on the app. She could change the script of this plot right now. She opted to replace "father" with "mother"
"Taylor has lied about her appointment to introduce her son to his one-night-stand mother Dr. Brice"
Instantly small changes took place in the office. Most noticeably was the decor. The bland walls of the waiting room and chairs became brighter whites and grays replaced with yellows and blues, more comforting colors as well as better magazines and small decorations. Clearly the office had taken on a more womanly touch. This was further confirmed by the employee photos in the office area where Dr.Brice once a strapping man with early male pattern baldness setting in was a petit raven haired woman.
At this realization Amber recognized the soft sound of crying coming from down the hall. The ment that it was a full on whaling as the thick walls of the building usually canceled out any sound.
Confused Amber tried to get back to work, keeping an ear open for any changes down the hall.
She vaguely realized the hard-on at the tip of her fifty foot cock had gone limp, and was sitting in the exam room still. Though nobody had done anything to it now she wondered if she should 'reel it back in'
This thought was broken off though as the door opened up and the mother and son exited with Miss Dr.Brice behind. All three had the splotchy red faces of depleted tear ducts.
Amber waisted no time pulling up another sentence on the app from the three.
"This family of three is going to go home for the day after being reunited after 5 years"
That was almost heart warming to read. Though it raised more questions about how the app actually worked.
"Amber cancel all my appointments for the week!" Dr.Brice ordered once the three reached the desk. "I've had some unexpected family plans come up." She gave a tender smile to her long lost son and massively hung wife. "And you take some vacation time too." She added.
"Yes Dr.Brice! Thank you very much!" Amber cheered.
The three walked out and Amber began to think of everything she'd have to do to close up the office for the week. But before she got to that, she decided to play one last round with the newly minted family.
"This family of three is going to go home for the day after being reunited after 5 years"
Amber aimed for maximum effect as she selected the word to swap.