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DISCLAIMER: Please do not read on if you are under 18 or the laws of
your community or state do not allow stories of this wonderful nature.
**NOTE: If you enjoy this stroy, please let me know. I will be more
than happy to post the other parts.
BROOKE'S EMBARASSING EXAM (PART 1)
By RedMullet
18-year-old Brooke Palmer sat in the waiting room nervously,
waiting for her name to be called. She looked around, fidgeting with
the dread of what was going to happen once she got in the examining
room. She didn't know whether the doctor was male or female, she
looked around everywhere for a first name, but all she knew was that
the name was Dr. Stone. She hoped if he was male, he was not young or
good-looking or something. She dreaded the thought of having to
expose herself to a man she might find attractive.
As Brooke read through and old issue of Cosmopolitan, she noticed
that two boys in the waiting room were staring at her. They looked to
be about sixteen years old, and they just kept leering at her, looking
her up and down. This kind of thing happened to her a lot; she was a
quite strikingly beautiful girl. She was not quite the model type,
but she was extremely pleasing to the eye with a fresh girl next door
look about her. As the boys kept eyeing her, she buried her face
deeper in the magazine, trying to ignore them. Suddenly, a door
opened and a nurse appeared, holding a clipboard.
"Brooke Palmer!" the nursed called out.
Brooke got up slowly and put down the magazine.
"That's me," she said quietly, the nerves in her body on end.
"Why don't you follow me, sweetheart", the nurse said kindly as
she motioned Brooke to come with her.
She led Brooke to another door in the waiting room and opened it
up. It led to an exam room, and as Brooke stepped inside she got
goosebumps as she looked around.
It was your basic exam room, all the doctor's instruments and supplies
neatly laid out on shelves all about the room. Right in the middle of
the floor was the exam table, the crinkly wax paper on top of it. In
the corner there was a changing partition and next to that was a
medical scale, rigged to check your height and weight at the same
time.
"Just have a seat on the table and the doctor will be with you in
a few moments," the nurse said as she left the room, pulling the door
behind her. Before the nurse could close it all the way, Brooke could
see the two boys from the waiting room looking in at her. With a
sinking feeling, Brooke realized the only thing between her and the
people in the waiting area was a thin wooden door.
As Brooke sat on the exam table, she tried to keep her mind off
the upcoming exam. But all she kept thinking about was the
conversation she had with her mother just yesterday.
"But Mom, do I have to?" Brooke had said to her mother in a
pleading voice.
"Brooke, you know that the college you want to go to requires a
complete exam upon entering," her mother said. "If you don't, do you
think they're still going to accept you? How will that look, you
already not complying with their rules? Anyway, I don't know why
you're making such a big deal about it. It's only a physical, that's
all. People get them all the time. If you want to go to this school,
you're just going to have to do what they say."
Brooke knew her mother was right. She really did want to go to
this school. It was one of the top medical colleges in the country,
and it was an honor to be accepted there.
And she was as good as in, just as long as she got through this
physical. Maybe her mother was right, maybe it wasn't such a big
deal.
Suddenly, the door to exam room opened and the doctor walked in.
He was tall, young, and much to Brooke's dismay, very good looking.
As he closed the door behind him, Brooke could see that the
waiting room was now jam- packed. As he closed the door, she could
see people looking right at her.
As the door clicked shut, the doctor spoke.
"Hello," he said, looking at the clipboard in his hands. I'm Dr.
Stone, and you must be Brooke. How you doing today?"
Brooke smiled at him shyly, so nervous she could barely speak.
Dr. Stone began to read the clipboard closely. "Let's see", he
said, "you're here for a complete physical, that right?"
Brooked nodded at him nervously.
"Blood sample, x-rays, the whole bit," Dr. Stone said as he laid
down the clipboard.
"Okay, Brooke, if you could please remove all your clothing, including
your underwear, shoes, socks and bra, any jewelry or so forth, then we
can get started."
Brooke's face reddened at his words. The worst had just
happened. She just looked at him, utterly embarrassed.
"You can disrobe behind that partition over there," he said. "
Unfortunately, we don't have any exam gowns left today, we're fresh
out. Sorry about that."
Brooke's blush deepened even more at this. Slowly, she hopped of
the table and walked over to the partition and stepped behind it. She
knew that in a few moments, she would be completely, totally stark
naked it front of Dr. Stone. She could barely deal with the thought,
but she knew she had to go through with this. She remembered what her
mother had said and she knew her future could be at stake.
She began to undress, achingly slow. First her shoes. Then she
removed her top. She didn't realize how cold the exam room was until
now. Her nipples were already erect, pointing out through the fabric
of her bra.
"Are you ready yet, Brooke?" Dr. Stone yelled out.
"No, not yet," she said meekly.
"Well, hurry up. Like I said, I'm very busy today."
Brooke began to remove her clothes faster. She took off her
jewelry and put it in the pocket of her jeans. Then the jeans came
off, too. Then she took deep breath and unsnapped her bra. She slid
it off and dropped it with the rest of her clothes. Then came the
moment of truth. She took the elastic band of her panties between her
fingers and slid them off, kicking them to the side with her foot.
She stood there nervously, goosebumps all over her body.
"Are you ready yet, Brooke?" Dr. Stone called out in an annoyed
tone.
"Yes," she answered, her body almost frozen with embarrassment.
"Come on out then and step over to the scale."
Brooke took a deep breath and stepped out, ready to face the most
embarrassing day of her life.
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