Cure Me, Doctor~ (Dr. Phil x Reader Fan-Fiction)

The Audience

     You sit in your seat, anxiously. Today is the day. You could see Dr. Phil... in person! You've always been a huge fan of his show. Well, not only his show. You're also a huge fan of him.

    He's just so... so, sexy.

    He's the definition of perfect. His smooth, bald head, his two, small, grey fluffy patches of hair, his gorgeous, blue-green eyes, his beautiful, tan skin. And his body... oh, how you craved to just take his shirt and...

    You shivered. Stop thinking about him like that, Y/N! He's a married man... you reminded yourself. But you just couldn't help it. You've loved everything about him since the moment you first laid eyes on him.

    You sighed, knowing that your dreams were never going to come true. Just watching him, from the audience, was the closest you would ever get to him. Come on, Y/N, don't be sad! Today is going to be a great day, the greatest day of your life, probably!

    You heard the crowd go silent, which caused you to leave your spaced-out state. Why did the crowd go silent?

    Your eyes opened wide. Dr. Phil, your celebrity crush, was on the stage, right now!

    "He's sexier in person..." you whispered. Just seeing him took your breath away. There was a teenage boy, who had pale freckles skin, curly dirty blonde hair, and hazel eyes sitting across from him. He was wearing a jet black t-shirt, crow black tennis shoes, and dark grey sweatpants. Next to him, was an older woman, who looked like she was probably his mom. She had a Karen cut, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and tannish skin. She was wearing red lipstick, pink eyeshadow, mom jeans, heels, and a pink long-sleeve shirt.

    But the people across from Daddy Phil... wait, no, Dr. Phil, didn't matter. The only person in this room that you truly cared about was HIM.

    You could hear the boy speaking, but you couldn't make out what he was saying. He wasn't stuttering, or mumbling. You're just zoned out - focusing on Dr. Phil. Your eyes wander to places that you question looking at later. How can a person be so perfect?

    You feel your face heat up when he begins to speak. He looks towards the audience, scanning each and every face with his eyes.

     And then his eyes stop.

     He's looking at you.

     You.

No, this isn't another one of your absurd fantasies. This is real. This is very real. Your heart is pounding. He's still staring at you. He won't look away. A slight smile is creeping across his face. You can feel your entire body heat up now.

It feels like you are the only people in the room. The only people in the world. The only people in the entire universe...

You feel your pussy/dick throbbing. You bite your lip. You can hardly control yourself.

Your special moment with the doctor quickly ends when he coughs, and continues talking. He occasionally looks back at you, and smiles. And each time he does that, you blush, wink at him, and giggle - which causes the blush to become 'contagious', because he starts to blush, too.

The show ends quickly - or, maybe, it wasn't very quick, you were just lost, subtly flirting with Dr. Phil.

Your heart sinks as you stand up and leave the building. You will probably never get to experience something like this ever again for the rest of your life...

You clutch your chest, and choke down tears. Why did it have to end so soon? Why couldn't it be just a little bit longer?

You begin to walk slower, and slower. A part of you - actually, most of you, doesn't want to leave.

And that part/majority of you soon gets what it wants.

"WAIT, WAIT!" You hear a voice cry out. You immediately recognize the voice.

It's Daddy Phil!

Sorry, Dr. Phil. I meant doctor. Not Daddy. Anyways-

You turn around, to see the doctor running towards you. Your heart flutters.

He looks so hot when he's running... your mind whispers.

He grabs your arm, with a very tight grip. You feel your pussy/dick throbbing again.

He's touching me! your brain joyfully squeals.

"Please, don't leave..." the doctor begs. You look at him, confused.

Since he's standing right in front of you, and you're looking at him, you decide to look him up and down.

He's the definition of perfect...

"W-Why?" You stutter. The doctor just smiles.

"I saw how you just looked at me." Dr. Phil chuckles. You look away and blush. He grabs your head and turns it towards him.

"Follow me." He says. Your eyes open wide, and your pussy/dick begins to feel wet.

"O-Okay..." you reply.