“Okay Mr. Santos now remember to apply the cream on every day for the next two weeks, hopefully your skin will be clearer by your next visit” Dr. Walker says before helping the 64-year old man get up, as the man gets up and approaches the door he says

“Thank you so much Dr. Walker, I appreciate you so much! Also, best of luck to you on your journey young man, you have a great mentor to learn from!” He then walks out the door to the discharge area of the clinic.

Taking a quick look at the clock on the computer I notice that’s it only 12:30 P.M. to think, I have witnessed so many patient encounters since 8:00 A.M. Well of course, technically Dr. Walker only saw the patients, as I’m only limited to shadowing her (if the patient allows it of course). As Dr. Walker dictates her notes on to the electronic medical record, I begin to reflect on what has been an amazing and eye opening summer.

It all started in April when I received an email from my university’s career services office. Seeing as I have a relatively good GPA and moderately active on campus, I was invited to participate in the Monarch Mentor Summer Internship (MMSI) program. The goal being to match undergrads such as myself with alumni in fields that we are interested in, seeing as I have aspirations of becoming a physician, I was naturally introduced to Dr. Walker.

I have to say a big thank to which ever god is out there because I have just learned so much and feel a lot more confident about the whole pre-med to physician journey. Being a first generation applicant from a humble background can be extremely daunting at times, especially when all of my cohorts have physician parents, but meeting a mentor that went through similar hardships is reassuring.

Over the past three months, I have been fortunate enough to witness hundreds of skin exams, a wide variety of skin conditions, skin cancer removal, and even cosmetic procedures. Today feels bittersweet as it’s my last day shadowing and I begin my final year of school next week. I just wish I could skip through the grind. As I continue to ponder in my head, a final clack of the keyboard can be heard as Dr. Walker has finished charting.

“Wow that was a quick day now wasn’t it Mike! I hope it was fun for you because I know it was for me. Dr.Walker says looking at me with a smile.

“Yes, yes it was Dr. Walker, thank you so much for allowing me to shadow you!” I say as I have so many times this summer

“Of course Mike! I love to help fellow monarchs out! Although I am little sad that you’re gonna be leaving. But I know you’ll make a great doctor!” Dr. Walker says as she opens the door and we walk out.

After that I say thank you to all of Dr. Walker’s staff and walk to the break room where my stuff is. Inside my bag is a thank you letter and small gift for Dr. Walker. As I pull out the items the door closes and Dr. Walker stands alone. With my letter and item in hand, I approach her.

“Dr. Walker perfect you’re still here, I just wanted to thank you so much for allowing me to observe you, I really appreciate it.” I say handing the letter and box.

“Oh thank you so much Mike! I have to say though you really didn’t have to get me anything.”

“It’s the least I could do, this experience has been so eye opening!”

“I love to teach especially another first generation applicant, I remember it was so fucking difficult, I bet you wish you could just skip forward right?”

“Oh my gosh, yes like I wish there was a time machine or something.”

“Trust me Mike, you’ll make a great doctor you already have the ability to talk with patients and you’re a quick learner. You know I also have a present for you too.”

“Really?”

“Yes, I do!” Dr. Walker says locking the door behind me.

I am a little confused as to why the door is now locked and Dr. Walker begins to close the gap between us, while also reaching for something in her scrub bottoms. Now she and I are very close and I begin to worry. Suddenly a flowery aroma enters my nostrils as Dr. Walker has sprayed a mist on face. I begin to feel a slight tingling sensation all throughout my body, a heat then follows the tingling.

“Dr. Walker… what did…you spray me with?” I say in utter shock

“You wanna know a secret Mike, on top of being a dermatologist, I’m also a witch and what you just inhaled is something I have been working on for quite some time. You see this year is the only time I’m will be participating in the MMSI program as I only intend on turning one person into a doctor. I really do like you Mike, your journey emulates mine in so many methods, so I figured why not give you a boost. Also I bet you feel so pretty hot right now, here let me take off your clothes, don’t worry I’m a doctor.”

I fall under Dr.Walker’s suggestion even though I’m trying to fight this weird and uncomfortable situation. I don’t know why, but despite this discomfort I feel a sense of pride develop within me. I don’t know why but my penis become erects looking at Dr. Walker. I try to fight it but, I just cannot hold it back, she’s such a beautiful woman. The scrubs she wears flaunt her figure so well and I can only imagine what is a sexy 5’body, not to mention her blemish free face, long luscious brown hair and attractive green eyes. As I think of Dr. Walker I begin to feel around my tingling face, somehow my bones… are shifting especially near my jaw and my skin is shifting as well, somehow my neck is more slender. Oh lord I feel my hair it’s long and brown. I let out a yelp and a feminine noise escapes my new lips. I feel an intense pain and I fall down onto the floor. I feel my spine compress as I lose height, two mounds of flesh begin to grow on my chest, my hips expand and waist tightens, as my head begins to fill with memories, of attending medical school, dermatology residency, doing a Mohs Surgery/Procedural dermatology fellowship, starting my own practice, and developing a hidden love for witchcraft, specially the area of essence. Suddenly it makes sense…..

I am Dr. Brooke Walker…I have always wanted to date myself and I found a way to use my captured essence to transform someone into my clone, but who could be the perfect candidate? Me, well my former self anyway. The original Brooke looks at me and offers a hand up.

“How do you feel…Brooke?”

“I feel great Bee!” Striking a pose, flaunting my tight toned sexy 37 year-old body

“I’m so glad Bee, I felt a little bad though, I hope you weren’t in any pain and/or don’t mind be shaving 16 years off your life”

“Don’t worry Bee, I felt pretty good, I mean you did help me learn about 16 years worth of medical knowledge just now, I feel even better now, wow I can not believe I’m a doctor now.”

“I know it’s so surreal knowing that I’m talking to a mentee turned clone of me.”

“I would definitely love to talk with myself more, but in the comfort of our own home.”

“Great minds think alike sis!” The other Brooke says grabbing a pair of scrubs from one of the lockers.

I put on a pair of pink scrubs and now it looks as if there is a mirror in front me, only if my hair was in a bun like the original Brooke. Brooke and I leave the now empty clinic, as we walk through the parking lot, my old car is nowhere to be seen as my former self never existed due to the magic of the essence sprayer.

Brooke and I drive back home singing to pop music and grabbing some pick up coffee after a long clinic day. It’s 2:45 P.M. as we arrive home, and even though I have technically been Brooke my whole life now, I am still stunned walking in and taking in the place adorned with mirrors. As the door closes Brooke looks at me “you know the rule!” Brooke says taking her hair out of the bun.

We both begin to strip down to our underwear and throw our scrubs in the laundry room. Brooke smacks my ass, causing me to moan.

“I want you so bad love, I’ll bring us some wine.” Gesturing me towards the bedroom

I walk down and sit on the sofa at the foot of our bed, admiring the many mirrors showing my beautiful reflection. Just then another Brooke appears two wine glasses in hand. I take the glass and begin to drink with myself, not talking just sipping and enjoying our mutual beauty.

Without saying a word, we place our empty glasses on the dresser and make our way to the bed. I begin to kiss Brooke on her lips and the identical sensation is so perfect. She starts to feel up my body and I moan as she touches my breasts. She takes my nipple in her mouth and begins to pleasure me.

“Fuck Bee!” I exclaim as she knows exactly where to stimulate

Since we are the same person, I use my free hand to finger myself, knowing the exact speed and intensity to fuck her. It feels so nice having a partner that understands exactly what I want and vice versa. She moans loudly still pleasuring my breasts. But she quickly pulls away before kissing me on the lips and using her free hand to finger me. I moan with the same intensity as her, as we have a little competition to make each other cum first. Alas, we both orgasm at the same time and collapse onto the bed. I hold my clone’s hand and we giggle as our post-orgasm high kicks in. 

“Wow I can not believe that I just fucked myself!” I say while playing footsie with myself 

“I know it’s just so surreal!”

“It’s absolutely fucking insane Bee! I’m so glad you’re here.”

“I know I love it, and us, come cuddle with me Dr. Walker!”