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 Is it going to hurt?" Mindy asked.

   She was sitting on bed in the OBGYN office, with the white crinkly
paper, wearing a sheer halter top where you could fully see the outline of
the white bra beneath.  She used to wear the top with no bra, but I broke
down and bought the tiny thing about 3 months ago.  Mindy liked to play
like a tomboy and didn't want anything girly, like a bra.  And, in fact,
becoming a woman scared her.  Seeing the gynecologist for the first time
was part of getting older.

   "No, I promise it won't hurt.  I just might feel a little new.  Okay
sweety.  This doctor is the best around, and your mom is here to comfort
you." The nurse was trying to help, but I could tell my daughter was still
scared.  The nurse was very cute, about 20 years old, skinny as a rail.  I
could see the lines of thongs in her probably too tight smocks.

   "Okay Mindy, you have to dress down completely.  And I'm sorry but that
means no underwear.  The doctor will be in shortly."

   The nurse left us in the room, and my daughter looked at me wondering
what she was supposed to do next.

   "What happens now mom?"

   "Well, you have to put on this silly little blue gown." I held it up in
the air.  Come on, let's hurry."

   I got down on my knees and went to unbuckle her paints.  The jeans were
old and hugged her slender legs.  The buckle went undone with a snap, and
she had to wiggle her butt to pull the pants down to her ankles.  I slipped
a finger under her cottoned striped underwear, and her panties came down
fast.  In front of me was her hairless slit, as innocent as the day she was
born.  Well, mostly innocent.  I had seen her in bed with her naked legs
wrapped around a large body pillow, grinding and humping.

   "Cold.  You are going to get cold," I said, and did a quick rub up and
down her thighs.  They were strong and slender.  Her skin was silky.  I ran
a hand down her backside over her butt cheeks.

   "Quick, now the top so I can get you into the gown."

   She pulled the top off herself in one motion, and stood there in just
her bra.  I was going to unfasten it, but figured I'd let her try.  We
bought it just a few months ago.  There were so many days she went out with
her budding breasts pressing against her shirt, just barely growing into
the tiniest mound.  But it always seemed she had two points on her shirts,
the outline of her breasts could be seen every day at school.

   She finally undid the strap, dragged it along her arm, and layed it on
her pile of clothes on the ground.

   The coldness of the room made her nipples point hard right away.  I went
quick to cover her up with the hospital gown, but it seemed a shame.  The
nipples were dark, darker than the rest of her fair skin, with very tiny
areolas, and only the slight trace of a growing mound of breast that
promised so much more.  She said she didn't' want breasts as big as mine,
but I knew that may change once she realized their power.  Not that mine
were especially large at 34c, but they were pretty enough and hadn't
slipped one bit.  Well, maybe just a tiny bit.

   I wrapped the blue hospital gown around her, and tied it at the back. 
It was flimsy like all of them are, but she seemed to like it.

   "This is the best dress I would ever wear," she said, and started
spinning around in circles.

   She was gorgeous in whatever she wore.  A small little pug nose, happy
eyes, short sandy brown hair that was swaying a circle as she moved.  She
kept spinning faster so that her little ass was sticking out the back, and
with each spin I could see the smooth, powerful curves of her cheeks.  How
I wish my ass had stayed like that.  Such sweetness.

   "Stop it dear..." I laughed.  "Pick up your clothes and put them on the
counter."

   She bent way down trying to gather them, and I could see her little slit
between her ass cheeks, and thought how funny yet hot this would be for so
many, and just then the doctor walked in.

   "Hello, knock knock," the doctor said.

   Mindy got scared and dropped her clothes and still kept trying to pick
them up, but they kept dropping out of her hands and she couldn't hold them
all.  Each time they fell she had to bend down farther, and her ass and
little pussy were in full view.

   We waited, and I looked up at the doctor, who was also staring at little
Mindy, and I saw her smirk.  The doctor had dark black hair, pitch black
and straight, with white skin.  She was tall, huge, powerful, like a
wizard. I saw the traces of tattoo on the faint trace of cleavage on her
chest and another on her arm.  I stood at attention like she was a drill
sergeant.

   "Mindy, no worries.  Take your time.  And this must be your mom.  Glad
to meet you." I smiled and put out a hand to shake but instead she gave me
a hug.  I felt her breasts press against mine.

   Mindy had finally gathered herself and stood there quiet and a little
scared.  The doctor got down on her knees, and also embraced Mindy.  "You
are precious," the doctor said, and actually kissed Mindy on the cheek. 
"Let me see you." She caressed Mindy's face, spun her around in the air,
picked her up in a hug, and then held her in her powerful arms.

   "So, you are nervous I hear." "I don't want to do this," she said, "I
don't like talking my clothes off in front of strange people."

   "Honey she's not strange.  She's a doctor.  She sees naked bodies all
the time," I said.  Mindy was naked once with a neighborhood teenage boy,
and has been scared ever since.

   "I understand Mindy.  And you should feel maybe a little weird.  But I
have an idea."

   She turned to me, "Your mommy maybe can help.  We don't want to make our
children do anything we aren't willing to do.  How about if your mommy puts
one of these on too."

   The doctor was handing me a blue hospital gown.

   "Yeah mommy, you put one on," Mindy said excitedly.

   What was I going to say?

   "Well sure, honey." I looked at the doctor confused, and her dark eyes
and smile hypnotized me.  She was old, but with wisdom, not with wrinkles.
I could tell she was smart yet savage.

   I pulled off my t-shirt and felt all their eyes on me.  This was
ludicrous, but if it helped my daughter, I would do it.  I started pulling
the gown on.

   "I'm sorry but that means no underwear," said Mindy.  She was laughing
hysterically, and then so was the doctor, and then so was I.  I nearly
blushed.  I undid my bra straps.  This was just woman here, right?  But
they immediately looked right at my breasts.  Even Mindy.  When I pulled
off my thong underwear, I was a bit embarrassed that they all knew I was as
bald as Mindy was.

   But I was done, and the doctor began.  She started with her stethoscope
on Mindy's back, looked in her ears, down her throat, asked about Mindy's
diet and said she was beautiful but small for her age and could gain a
little weight.  The doctor's hands were all over Mindy, and Mindy sometimes
wanted to laugh from being tickled, I could tell.

   "I need to undo your robe now, Mindy, are you okay with that?" "I
guess."

   The doctor reached around her neck, untied her strings, and the blue
gown dropped.  Her tiny dark nipples were still erect, and the doctor I am
sure noticed them.

   The doctor had Mindy lay down, and I watched as her fingers explored
Mindy's body.  First, she put few fingers on her tight, tiny belly and
smacking it, feeling the insides.  Then her fingers traveled up to her
breast.  It was hard to tell if what she was doing was scientific.  Her
fingers were moving over the little mounds, and her face looked studious
and thoughtful like most doctors do, but her hands seemed to me more
massaging.  At one point, she put her fingers under Mindy's armpits and
reached with both thumbs to rub the nipples in circles.

   "I know that feels different Mindy, but you are doing so good.  You are
doing great," the doctor assured her.

   I felt I should look away but I didn't.  I remember days when I would
massage Mindy's body, or I would watch her get dressed from afar.  How
perfect she was.  I loved to snuggle with her and wrap myself around her.
Some days, I still do.

   "Mommy, come here for a moment.  I do have a concern," the doctor said.

   "What is it?" I got up.  "Right here, can you feel that?"

   She took my hand and had me cup Mindy's breast with my palm.  My heart
melted.  Her flesh felt so young, so nice, and everything felt just
perfect.

   "Rub right there.  See, that's probably just a lymph node, maybe a
little swollen."

   "Now that you're getting breasts, you are going to have to check for
lumps," the doctor warned her.

   "That's gross" she said.  "No it's not gross Mindy, I have to do it all
the time," I said.  "You do" "Yes." "Mom, best you show her," the doctor
said.  "I will when she gets bigger." "No, I mean right now, I think that
would work perfect, I hope you are okay with that.  It's not always easy to
be a mom."

   What the hell was this?  I undid my own gown and exposed my breast. 
They were round on the bottom, full but not floppy, but certainly not with
the perfect nipples of my daughter.

   "Let me show you," the doctor said, and her hands were on my breast and
I almost jumped, but then I melted.  I arched my back, and the nipples
lifted up to meet her hands.  "Like this, she said" and touched the side,
and it was clear she wasn't checking for lumps anymore, I knew that, this
is not how it is done.  It was not how I was taught, and I wanted my
daughter to leave the room and lean back and let this doctor savage my
body.

   Then the doctor took my daughters little hand and put them on my other
breast.  I jumped again.

   What was this?  I looked at Mindy's face, who was just as shocked but
was smiling huge.  The doctor took Mindy's finger, and started exploring my
breast.  She put her fingers on the underside of them and jiggled up a bit,
which made Mindy crack up.  She moved them from one breast to the other,
and then she used mindy's thumb to lightly rub my nipples.  They've never
felt anything so sweet.

   Mindy's tiny fingers on my nipples were so silky.  I closed my eyes and
imagined her touching me some other places, and wanted to put my own
fingers in my slit.  There is no flesh like that of a 11 year old girls I
thought.  My nipples were hard in her hand.

   "Those lumps are okay, Mindy.  Those are fine," the doctor explained to
her.

   Mindy's smile was from ear to ear, and she seemed to enjoy this.  She
glanced back and forth at me and then the doctor.

   It all stopped too soon, and Mindy was back on the doctor's bed and had
her legs put up in the stirrups.  The doctor put on some white gloves, and
I positioned my chair to see.

   "You are going to feel a small sensation, Mindy, let me know if it
hurts. You are doing so good." The doctor looked at me and grinned, and
then moved aside so I could watch.  I saw her spread Mindy's little lips
open lightly and gently.  Mindy's bald pussy was so perfectly shaped, so
full of life ahead of it, and I watched as the doctor inserted a finger,
gently and slowly, in and out.  I gulped for air.

   "How is that Mindy?" "It's okay I guess "Good.  Good.  You are doing
great.  Now just a teeny bit faster."

   The doctor moved her finger quicker, in and out, and the feint sound of
wet noises started to make me crazy.  She started to use her thumb to rub
Mindy's clit in little circles.

   "Does this hurt, or is it okay?" the doctor asked.

   Mindy couldn't answer.  She was panting.  She was breathing so hard she
couldn't say a word.  She was gulping for air, in some sort of ecstasy and
she grinded her hips.

   "No, I like it, I like it," she finally said.

   The doctor pulled her finger out

   "Is it over already?" Mindy asked, trying to see what we were doing, but
simply couldn't since her gown was blocking her view.

   "Not yet Mindy.  Okay, mom.  I want you to see how healthy she is."

   The doctor pulled me over and in one motion had my finger and put it
towards my daughters slit.  Oh god it was wet and so was I.  So warm, so
fresh.  I wish I was video taping this.  That was my daughter but I wanted
to feel all up in her.  I wanted to pleasure the flesh that hadn't felt
this, so I lightly played with her clit, felt her engorge a bit, and she
had no idea what lay ahead.

   "Okay Mindy.  We are almost done.  Just one more position."

   The doctor went down and kissed Mindy on the cheek, lifted her up, and
next thing I knew, my daughter was on the table, her gown all the way off
now, and she was on all fours, her hands and knees, sitting in front of us
doggy style.

   What was wrong with me?  I wanted to slurp her little slit and feel her
tiny little asshole.  How perfect those round cheeks were, sitting there
right in front of us.

   "Okay, Mindy.  Last time.  Let us know if anything hurts, okay.  But if
it feels good, we want a number.  Say ten for what feels best.  But you
have to close your eyes for this Mindy.  Okay.  This is important."

   Mindy's body was spread as if she was excited to receive us, and we
started fucking her with small objects as she softly pushed back into us. I
couldn't' believe it.  I would have jumped up and stopped it if anything
hurt her, but she said they were all "8's or 9s." The sharpie was a 9.  I
watched as each piece glistened with her wetness.  I looked at the
expression on Mindy's face, her mouth crinkled and her eyes were shut
tight. Tiny nipples protruded downward.  She would rub them in the future
during times like these.

   "Okay, last one, this one is going to be different," the doctor said,
and she leaned forward and started licking.  Eagerly, like a dog on peanut
butter she licked and flicked her tongue from top to bottom of slit, and I
felt myself soaking and wished I had panties on to stop myself from
dripping.  Because when the doctor moved aside so I could lick to, it was
one of the most amazing things I have ever done.  I cupped my hands on each
of her ass cheeks and flicked my tongue on that sweetest of flesh, licking
her from behind.  Finally, I heard my daughter cry, "Ten, Ten, Ten," again
and again.

   When it was over, I was terrified but my nerves were on fire.  It was
time to get out of there.  I was so ashamed but also so excited and I
needed badly to climax.  The doctor and I both dressed Mindy, slowly,
rubbing her body as she laughed, telling her what a good girls she was.  I
rubbed her all over her strong legs, up and down her back, lightly down her
ass cheeks, and the doctor did the same.

   Soon she was dressed, but I had placed her bra in my purse.  She left
the office wearing just her sheer white top that clearly revealed the dark
nipples pressing the shirt underneath.  I know she will be humping the
pillow much more after this visit, and after what I had been through today,
I needed to go home and fuck somebody.

   (Thank you for reading this story.  I am reachable by yahoo messenger at
Littlemindy987)