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Brook's Embarrassing Exam
by RedMullet (redmullet@hotmail.com

***

A teenage girl reluctantly decides to have a check-up in 
preparation to going away to college. She didn't like 
doctors or sick people and after the day she ends up 
having at the doctor's office she will always be 
confirmed in that attitude. (MF, nc, anal, huml, medic)

***

Eighteen-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.

***

Brooke stepped out from behind the partition and into 
full view. She tried to act calm, but inside she was 
trembling. This was the most humiliating experience of 
her life. Dr. Stone gave her a head to toe look. She 
tried to avoid eye contact with him at any cost. She 
just looked away, blushing.

"Okay, Brooke," Dr. Stone said sternly, "would you step 
up on the scale please, hands at your sides?"

Brooke did so, giving the doctor a view of her firm ass, 
her cheeks clenched together tightly with nervousness. 
The doctor adjusted the scale, checking her weight and 
writing it down on the clipboard.

"Alright, Brooke," he said. "Would you turn around 
please?"

Brooke did so, giving him a close- up full frontal look 
at her young body.  Her nipples were erect and pointing 
out like pencil erasers. Her pubic hair was very trim 
and formed in a perfect V because she had always kept it 
that way for when she wore her bikini on the beach. 
Brooke was a sight for sore eyes, cute, embarrassed and 
bare-assed with goosebumps all over her body.  Dr. Stone 
checked her height and recorded it on the clipboard.

"Okay, Brooke," he said, "just have a seat on the table 
there."

Brooke began to walk over to the table until the doctor 
stopped her.

"Uh-hum, Brooke," he said sternly, "I told you to remove 
everything. You still have your socks on. Would you 
remove them and toss them to the side, please?"

Damn! He was taking away the last bit of modesty she had 
left! She removed her socks, her cute breast shaking as 
she did so. She tossed the socks to the side, as Dr. 
Stone kept his eye on her the whole time. The floor was 
freezing beneath her feet, adding more to her 
discomfort.

"Thank you," Dr. Stone said snidely. "Have a seat then."

Brooke hopped up on the table, the hard paper crinkling 
beneath her butt.

Dr. Stone opened a cabinet and removed a stethoscope, 
putting it on.

"Brooke, I'm going to check your heart rate and your 
breathing now."

Dr. Stone put the face of the stethoscope on Brooke's 
back as she jumped a bit. God, it was freezing!

"Okay Brooke, I want you to breathe in deeply, then 
breathe out. In. Out."

Brooke took in a big gulp of air, her chest expanding, 
making her pert breasts point out smartly. She kept 
inhaling and exhaling deeply, her breasts rising every 
time.

The doctor removed the stethoscope from Brooke's back 
and placed it on her chest, right above her breasts. It 
was still cold, sending shivers throughout her body.

"Okay," Dr. Stone said. "In. Out. In. Out."

Brooke's nude breasts rise and fell over and over until 
the doctor was finished. He made some notes in clipboard 
as Brooke sat there nervously, waiting for this whole 
ordeal to be over. The doctor then performed a few basic 
procedures, checking blood pressure, reflexes and eyes 
and ears and nose. He then began to check her throat.

"Okay Brooke, open up and say ahhhhh!"

Brooke opened her mouth wide as Dr. Stone roughly pushed 
the depressor down hard on Brooke's pink tongue, shining 
a small flashlight down her throat with his other hand. 
Brooke knew she must be some sight, sitting there buck 
naked with her mouth wide open.

"What I need to do now is a breast examination, Brooke," 
Dr Stone said as he removed the tongue depressor from 
her mouth. "I'm going to check your breasts for any 
signs of lumps, growths or things like that, okay?"

Brooke nodded her headed nervously, awaiting the touch 
of his hands on her young mounds.

Dr. Stone began touching her breasts softly, kneading 
them between his hands. Brooke wiggled in discomfort as 
he squeezed harder and harder. Then, his fingers moved 
on to her nipples, rubbing them and making them more 
erect than they ever were. He then pinched the heads of 
her nipples firmly, making her wince in pain.

"Sorry about that, Brooke," he said, "I have to do that 
to check for any discharge."

Dr. Stone jotted down a few notes on his clipboard and 
then spoke again.

"What I need you to do is lie on the table flat on your 
back.

Checking your breasts this way is the most effective 
examination they can have."

Brooke slowly laid herself down, hands at her sides. 
This was so embarrassing! Her body was fully exposed 
beneath the bright fluorescent lights that hung 
overhead.

"Brooke, please put your hands behind your head."

Brooke did so and found this to be a very uncompromising 
position. Her tits were pressed all the way up in the 
air, her nipples jutting up toward the ceiling.

Dr. Stone started the whole breast exam again, the 
squeezing and the pinching included. Brooke felt 
thoroughly humiliated, not thinking it could get any 
worse than this. Little did she know, it was going to 
get a lot worse.

"Alright, Brooke," Dr Stone said, " you can get up and 
have a seat."

Brooke scooted backed up to a sitting position, the 
paper crinkling beneath her. Brooke watched Dr. Stone as 
he went to the corner of the room and wheeled over an 
electronic thermometer. Well, Brooke thought, at least 
that' s not so bad. I can deal with having my 
temperature taken.

Then Dr. Stone went over to one of the cabinets and took 
out a small tube of something. Brooke looked and read 
the label on the tube "Petroleum Jelly." What does he 
need that for? Then it hit her all at once. Her face 
entirely reddened.

"I hope this doesn't make you too uncomfortable, 
Brooke," Dr. Stone said, "but I find the only way to get 
a correct temperature reading is rectally, not orally."

Brooke's heart leapt. She looked at the thermometer and 
knew that in a few short moments, it would be sticking 
out of her rear-end.

"If you could please stand up and go over to the end of 
the table, we can get this over with."

Brooke slowly scooted off the table and moved to its 
end. She wanted to run, but she knew she couldn't. She 
was trapped, and she was in this until the end.

"Okay, Brooke," Dr. Stone said, "I need you to bend over 
the table and try to push your rear up in the air as 
high as it will go. Hold on to the sides of the table if 
you have to."

Brooke slowly bent over the table, pushing her ass all 
the way up in the air. She was on her tiptoes, her 
breasts crushed against the table.

"Brooke, I need you to spread your legs about a foot 
apart."

God this was humiliating! Brooke didn't have to think 
too hard to realize that now since she spread her legs a 
bit, her tiny asshole and little pink pussy were totally 
in view.

Dr. Stone squirted a little jelly on to the plastic 
glove covering his index finger. He gently spread 
Brooke's buttocks with his other hand and slowly slid in 
his finger all the way to the knuckle.

Brooke was startled and jumped a bit as her asshole 
clenched down around the doctor's finger.

"Didn't mean to startle you," Dr. Stone said as he 
removed his finger with a slight twisting motion. "The 
thermometer is a lot less uncomfortable if the rectum is 
properly lubricated. Okay, Brooke, I'm going to insert 
the thermometer now, so try to relax."

Brooke held the table tightly as she felt the 
thermometer slide all the way into her anus. It was so 
uncomfortable! She stood there, bent over with it 
sticking out of her ass for what seemed to be eternity, 
until minutes later it finally beeped.

The doctor walked over and removed the thermometer and 
left Brooke bent over the table as he wrote a few notes 
on the clipboard. Suddenly, a knock came at the door.

"Yes?" Dr. Stone called out.

"It's Dr. Miller," a man's voice came from behind the 
door, "and I'm here with the other interns."

Brooke watched as Dr. Stone opened the door. In walked 6 
young men and 2 young women, all dressed in doctor's 
outfits.

"Hi," Dr. Stone said to them cheerily, " I thought you 
were scheduled for today. You're just in time to observe 
the second part of a complete physical examination."

Brooke, still bent over the table on her tiptoes, 
couldn't believe what she just heard. She almost died as 
the 8 young people piled in the room.

***

Brooke was mortified as the 8 young people walked in. 
She wanted to cover up, but she remained bent over the 
table, waiting for instructions from Dr.  Stone and 
waiting for this whole ordeal to be over.

As the interns entered, Dr. Stone closed the door. But 
before he closed it, Brooke could see everyone in the 
waiting room staring at her, her naked rump high in the 
air. The two boys that were eyeing her before had now 
been ogling her nakedness, snickering to one another. As 
the door finally closed, Brooke groaned.

"Everyone, this is Brooke Palmer, our patient for 
today," Dr Stone addressed the group cheerily. How could 
he be so chipper when her body was totally exposed like 
this?

As the group said hello to Brooke, she tried to force a 
little smile in acknowledgement, trying her best not to 
let her embarrassment show. When was this going to end?

As she looked at the people in the group, she noticed 
something. No, she thought to herself. It can't be. But 
it was. One of the young men in the group was someone 
Brooke knew. His name was Billy Simms, a tall, handsome 
athletic type that Brooke knew from her high school. He 
was the captain of the football team, swim team, every 
team there practically was. He had been two grades ahead 
of her, a senior when she was a sophomore. And she had 
always had a crush on him throughout high school. Brooke 
didn't realize that he had been going to the same 
medical school that she had applied to. My god, she 
thought. I hope he doesn't recognize me!

But it was no use- he did recognize her. As they made 
eye contact, he gave her an up and down look accompanied 
by a vicious little smirk. She pulled her eyes away, 
totally humiliated. She looked straight ahead, frozen.

"Well," Dr. Stone said, "I have already finished doing 
Brooke's basic vitals. Everything at this point seems to 
be normal and in order. Before you arrived, I had taken 
Brooke's temperature rectally, which I believe to be the 
only way to get an accurate reading from your patient. 
Now, what I'd like to do is go over that with you right 
now, step by step. Now Billy, since you are at the top 
of your class, why don't you show me and the others the 
proper procedure for taking a patient's rectal 
temperature."

Oh my god, Brooke thought. I can't believe this!

She looked at Billy, who gave her a little smile. "Sure, 
Dr. Stone," he said. "I'd be happy to."

He vanished behind her, and she could her him snapping 
on a set of plastic gloves. She closed her legs a bit, 
trying to conceal her womanhood to him.  Her body was 
extremely tense as he approached her young behind.

"Alright, the first thing to do is to lubricate the 
patient properly," Billy said. "This will make the 
procedure much more comfortable for the patient."

Billy applied some lubricant to his index finger. 
"Brooke," he said, "I need you to spread your legs about 
two feet apart and raise your buttocks in the air as 
high as you can."

Brooke was horrified. She turned her head and gave Dr. 
Stone a disapproving look.

"Come on now, Brooke," Dr. Stone said sternly. "I need 
you to comply with what Billy is telling you to do. Now 
how would it look on your record if you were to be 
'difficult'? Besides, you don't have anything that we 
all haven't seen before."

She could hear the group chuckle a bit at Dr. Stone's 
comment. This was so embarrassing! Brooke slowly spread 
her legs apart. After a few inches, she stopped.

"You need to do better than that," Billy said as he took 
his hands and spread her legs apart to the maximum. 
"There, that's better."

She was now fully exposed to the group, her little slit 
and her tight asshole exposed to the air and everyone's 
eyes.

"Now as I said," Billy continued, "you must lubricate 
the patient first before inserting the thermometer." 
Billy tried to stick his finger into Brooke's behind, 
but she immediately tensed up.

"Brooke, please don't tense up. If you just relax, this 
will be over with shortly. Now, just press back on my 
finger as if you were going to the bathroom."

Unwillingly, she opened herself up to him. As she felt 
his finger on her tight little pucker, she began to push 
back on it. God, it was so uncomfortable! Billy slid in 
all the way to the second knuckle and gave a hard little 
turn with his finger before he pulled it back out.

"Okay," Billy said, "now you're ready to insert your 
thermometer. Brooke, please just raise your rear a 
little higher for us, would you please?"

It sounded like he was enjoying this! But she raised her 
rear higher, feeling totally defeated. Suddenly, she 
felt the coldness of thermometer as it violated her ass. 
She could feel Billy spreading her cheeks open wider 
with his other hand as he inserted it. As her asshole 
clenched down around the thermometer's shaft, the group 
stepped back and observed Brooke. She stood there with 
it sticking out of her rear for what seemed to be hours.  
Finally, the thing beeped as Billy removed it slowly.

"A perfectly normal reading," he said. "Now we can move 
on to the next part of the exam, Dr. Stone."

"Good job, Billy," Dr. Stone replied. "What I'd like to 
do next is have you take a quick look and Brooke's body 
and tell me what you think of its physical state, then 
we'll move on to full rectal and vaginal exams. After 
that I'd like to show you some new procedures just 
introduced to me at a medical conference that I attended 
last week."

Did she hear him right? Rectal and vaginal exams? At the 
point, Brooke knew that she was in for a very rough day, 
worse than she ever expected.

"Alright, Brooke," Dr. Stone said. "Why don't you stand 
up and come to the middle of the room so we can all have 
a look at you."

***

Brooke slowly rose, trying to conceal her nakedness with 
her hands. She stepped to the middle of the exam room, 
one arm covering her breasts and the other covering her 
pubes. She stared at the floor as the whole group eyed 
her.

"Please put your hands at your side, Brooke," Dr. Stone 
commanded firmly.

Slowly, Brooke put her hands down and exposed herself 
fully. Her face and body were flushed with embarrassment 
as she stood there totally humiliated.

"Well," Dr. Stone began, "as you can see, Brooke's body 
seems to be in normal, healthy condition."

With this, Dr. Stone grabbed a long ruler from one of 
the shelves. He approached Brooke and lifted up her 
breasts with it. "Brooke's breasts appear to be in a 
normal state for her age, quite firm in fact." Dr. Stone 
then began to squeeze her breasts, lifting them and 
kneading them with his fingers.

"Her nipples seem normally erect and produce no 
discharge." With this, he pinched her nipples firmly 
between his fingers as she let out a little yelp and 
wriggled in discomfort.

"Okay, Brooke, please turn around for us," the doctor 
ordered.

Brooke turned around, giving everyone a view of her firm 
little rear.

"As you can see," Dr. Stone said as he stroked the ruler 
lightly down Brooke 's back, "Brooke's spine seems 
perfectly formed. Everything seems in place.  Now before 
we begin our internal exams, I'd just like to check 
Brooke's breathing and heart rate. I find the best 
method for this is to have you patient do some form of 
light exercise first."

Dr. Stone reached under the exam table and brought out a 
small stepping device. He then placed it at Brooke's 
feet.

"Brooke, I need you to use the steps for about a minute. 
Try to step up and down and a brisk pace, then we'll 
check your heart rate and breathing afterward. Billy, 
time this for one minute exactly. Ready?

Okay, Brooke, begin."

Brooke couldn't believe this was happening. There she 
was, totally nude in front of all these people(one of 
them a cute boy she had a crush on in high school!), 
stepping up and down vigorously, her breasts and 
buttocks shaking furiously. Everyone was staring at her 
as her motions made slight ripples in her flesh. 
Finally, Billy called the time after an exact minute.

"Please have a seat on the table, Brooke," Dr. Stone 
commanded.

Brooke hurried to the table and hopped up on it. She was 
beet red and a little out of breath from the exercise. 
God, this has to be over soon!

Dr. Stone began to listen to her heart as he pushed the 
cold stethoscope up against her chest. He made her 
breath in and out deeply as her cute breasts rose and 
fell, giving the five young male interns a nice little 
show. Even Carmen Jones, one of the female interns, was 
getting a little hot. As much as she tried to hide her 
lesbian tendencies, Brooke was really turning her on!

As Dr. Stone stopped, he announced to the group that 
everything was perfectly normal. He then removed his 
plastic gloves. Is it over?

Brooke thought hopefully. But he suddenly snapped on a 
fresh pair as Brooke' s hopes sunk.

"What I'd like to do know is demonstrate how a rectal 
exam is done. Brooke, would you please and assume a 
crawling position for us and spread your legs as wide as 
possible?"

Shivers went down Brooke's spine as she slowly got on 
all fours, knowing that she was about to expose herself 
to the fullest.

***

Brooke assumed a doggie-style position, keeping her legs 
and butt-cheeks tightly clamped together. She was 
dreading exposing herself like this.

Dr. Stone stood behind her. "Please spread your legs as 
wide as you can, Brooke," he ordered.

Slowly, she opened up. As she moved her legs and ass 
apart, her tiny pucker and beautiful little vagina came 
into view. Her tits hung down, pointing at the table, 
her nipples still rock hard.

There she was, naked as a jaybird and on all fours like 
a dog, her little ass stuck up in the air. Every eye in 
the room was directed to her tiny asshole.

Dr. Stone spread her cheeks apart with one hand as he 
took a penlight from his shirt pocket. He turned it on a 
shone the lightly directly on Brooke's anal opening.

"Okay, everyone," he said, "come and take a closer 
look."

Brooke was mortified at the thought of all them closely 
eyeing her exposed crack. She knew her vagina must be in 
full view also as the doctor went on much to her 
"spreading" embarrassment.

"No discolorations, everything seems perfectly clean. 
Now what I'd like to do is lubricate the patient right 
now."

Brooke buried her face in the table at this comment, 
nervously thinking about the serious discomfort that 
awaited her.

Suddenly, a knock came at the door.

"Yes?" Dr. Stone answered sharply.

"It's Sam from maintenance," a male voice answered. "I 
need to get some supplies from in there."

"Can't you come back another time?" Dr Stone answered, 
annoyed.

"No sir," the voice answered. "Dr. Morris wanted me to 
come get the stuff, A.S.A.P."

"Well," Dr. Stone announced to the group, "since Dr. 
Morris is the head of the facility, I guess we better 
let this guy in."

What? Brooke thought.

"Come on in!" Dr. Stone shouted.

The door burst open and the maintenance man walked in. 
He was about 40, very skinny and had a few missing 
teeth. He had the name Sam embroidered on his shirt. 
Brooke almost died as another person was about to add to 
her humiliation.

"Hello, doctor," Sam said. Then he noticed Brooke, buck 
naked and on all fours. His face lit up with a sleazy 
grin, looking as if he just hit the jackpot on a Las 
Vegas slot.

"Well, hello miss," he said to Brooke, not able to take 
his eyes off of her.

"Just get what you need and get out," Dr. Stone said to 
Sam curtly.

"Will do, will do," Sam said as he began to collect some 
things from the cabinets, never taking his eye fully off 
Brooke.

"Like I was saying before we were rudely interrupted," 
Dr. Stone continued, "we first must lubricate the 
patient." Dr. Stone spread some KY on his gloved finger, 
preparing for the penetration.

As Brooke turned her head to the side, she noticed 
something terrible.  Everyone in the waiting room was 
staring at her. Sam had left the door wide open!

"Doctor," Brooke said frantically but was cut off.

"Brooke, please don't interrupt me," the doctor said 
firmly. "I don't have all day for this. Just remain 
quiet and this will all be over very soon."

Brooke didn't know what to do. She looked out in the 
waiting room, humiliated. People were pointing and 
snickering, including the two teenage boys who were 
eyeing her when she was fully clothed. Before she could 
say anything else, Dr. Stone was trying to jam his 
finger into her tight butt.

Dr. Stone got resistance all the way. "Don't tense up, 
Brooke!" he said loudly as he gave her a smack on the 
rump, making the flesh of her ass shake.

Brooke could hear snickers from outside. Didn't anyone 
know that the door was open? Didn't they care?

Brooke opened herself up to the doctor's finger, fearful 
of another slap. He inserted it all the way in and began 
to grope around, much to Brooke's discomfort. Brooke 
wriggled and moaned, her ass invaded for all eyes to 
see.  How uncomfortable this was!

After about a minute of this, Dr. Stone removed his 
finger. Brooke was happy this was over, but little did 
she know, it wasn't nearly over yet.

***

Brooke stayed there on the table on all fours, her 
asshole aching. She was so embarrassed as she kept 
sneaking peeks into the waiting area where everyone was 
staring at her nudity. Sam still shuffled about 
collecting things, never taking an eye off Brooke.

"Now," Dr. Stone announced to the group, " I'd like to 
demonstrate one of the newest rectal probes on the 
medical market. It will revolutionize rectal exams, 
making them more thorough than they ever were."

Dr. Stone opened a drawer a removed a long, black rubber 
object. It was about six inched long and about 2 inches 
wide. It had a clear lens at its tip and some knobs and 
dials at its end.

Brooke looked at the thing in horror. That's not going 
where I think it's going, is it? she thought.

"The way it is used is very simple," Dr. Stone began. 
"You insert the device fully into the patient's rectum. 
Then you flick on the switch in the back and you look 
through into the lens, giving you a clear view of what's 
going on inside. No plugs, no batteries, just like a 
microscope. Now I'd like to begin by."

"Dr. Stone," Billy interrupted. "I am very familiar with 
the new rectal probe. We've been using it in all my 
classes. Would you allow me to demonstrate?"

"Excellent, Billy," Dr. Stone commended. "I love your 
initiative."

Brooke rolled her eyes at this. Some initiative! She 
knew that he just wanted to stick that thing up her butt 
and embarrass her even further in front of the group, 
Sam and the entire waiting room. How humiliating!

"Alright," Billy started, "first you must make sure that 
your patient is very lubricated."

He smeared and excessive amount of KY jelly on his 
finger. "This won't hurt at all if you just relax," 
Billy said as he gave Brooke a degrading little pat on 
the ass. Brooke clenched her fists in anger. As he began 
to slide his finger into Brooke's asshole, he stopped.

"Don't tense up, Brooke!" he said as he slapped her on 
her ass, copying Dr.

Stone.

Damn him! Brooke thought as her ass shook from the slap. 
I wasn't even tensing up! He did that on purpose!

Before she could think anything else, Billy had his 
index finger deep in her rectum. She moaned and held the 
table in discomfort. Billy then began to insert his 
middle finger as well. It took a bit, but he finally had 
both fingers jammed all the way up Brooke's tiny 
opening.

Brooke moaned loudly as everyone watched. Finally, Billy 
removed his fingers.

"Now it is time to insert the probe." Billy lifted the 
black device to Brooke's ass, and began to press 
forward. He knew he could get it in himself but decided 
to embarrass the girl a little further.

"I'm getting a little resistance. Brooke, you're going 
to have to help me out a little bit. I need you to reach 
behind you and spread your buttocks with your hands for 
me. As wide as you can, please."

Brooke knew he was trying to humiliate her even further. 
Damn him!

Slowly, she reached behind her and pulled her ass-cheeks 
apart. She could feel every eye there upon her as the 
goosebumps ran wild all over her body.

Billy pressed the device against Brooke's tight opening.

"Now just push back Brooke as I push forward," he said.

She did so, feeling the huge object being stuffed in her 
ass. She moaned loudly as it pressed further and further 
in. Finally it was all the way in, every inch. Brooke 
was still on all fours, shuddering, a hunk of rubber 
stuffed up her tight little rectum.

Everyone watched her humiliation as the group peered up 
the probe and took a look into Brooke's rectal passage. 
Brooke lay there, her face buried into the table, hoping 
that this would all be over soon.

After the whole group had a look, Billy slowly removed 
the probe, inch by inch, until it sprung out from 
Brooke's asshole with a popping noise. The group watched 
as her pucker closed back to its normal size, perhaps a 
little bigger than before.

Sam the maintenance man finally had what it took him 
fifteen minutes to collect- a pair of scissors and a box 
of gloves.

"Goodbye miss," Sam said as he licked his lips, closing 
the door behind him as he left.

Brooke shivered with shame. When was this going to end?

"Okay Brooke," Dr. Stone said as he donned a new pair of 
gloves, "I'd like to perform a vaginal exam now. Please 
lie on your back and spread your legs very wide, bending 
your knees."

Brooke was about to fully expose her most private part 
to the group. She didn't think the exam could be any 
more embarrassing, but little did she know, it would.

***

Brooke laid down on the table, the fluorescent lights 
making every pore in her skin visible. She hesitated, 
not wanting to expose any more of herself.

"Please bend your knees and open your legs, please," Dr. 
Stone ordered.

Brooke did so slowly, opening them as wide as they would 
go. She kept her eyes above, extremely nervous about 
what was going to happen next. As her legs opened to the 
fullest, her vagina came into view. It glistened like a 
prize beneath the fluorescents, every eye in the room 
focusing on it. It was one of the most perfect pussies 
the group had ever seen. It was extremely trim and 
tight, looking as if it had never been touched.

"Okay group, we're ready to begin. Brooke, this may be a 
little uncomfortable for you, but if you just cooperate 
and bear with us, it will be over shortly."

Brooke rolled her eyes and held her breath, waiting 
nervously as her most private part was about to be poked 
and prodded by Billy and a room full of strangers.

Dr. Stone pulled open Brooke's pussy lips as she 
squirmed a bit at his touch.

"The labia seems perfectly formed," he stated to the 
class. "Now let's check the clitoris."

Dr. Stone began to roll Brooke's pink little clitoris 
between his fingers, making the girl tremble.

"Just try to keep still, Brooke," Dr. Stone said, but 
the girl could hardly keep from jumping of the table. 
Brooke let out a little groan as Dr. Stone stopped.

"The clitoris seems perfectly formed as well," he 
stated. "Now for a deeper examination."

Dr. Stone slid his index finger into Brooke's tight 
pussy as far as it would go. She almost howled as her 
hips unwillingly began to grind and her pussy clamped 
down around the doctor's finger. He poked and prodded 
around, then inserted his middle finger with some 
difficulty.

Brooke was panting now as her body shuddered, her 
nipples so hard they were hurting her. Sweat began to 
form on her forehead. The group stared at the girl wide-
eyed, watching as she wriggled around in both pleasure 
and discomfort. The doctor then removed his fingers, 
leaving Brooke trembling. As she got her wits about her 
and looked at all the eyes watching her, she almost died 
of embarrassment. They had all almost seen her have an 
orgasm right there!

"Everything is quite normal," Dr. Stone announced. "But 
I'd still like to give one of you a try at this besides 
Billy. Carmen, why don't you put on a pair of gloves and 
give it a shot?"

Carmen couldn't believe that she was going to get this 
chance to examine Brooke. She was getting wet as she 
donned the pair of exam gloves. Her lesbian tendencies 
were getting the best of her.

Carmen approached Brooke, who had already closed her 
legs, uselessly trying to keep a little dignity.

"Please open your legs for me, would you Brooke?" Carmen 
asked politely.

Unwillingly, Brooke spread her legs wide again. Her 
perfect pink pussy was shining with wetness.

"Normally, I would lubricate the patient, but I don't 
think I need to in this case," Carmen said, referring to 
the wetness of Brooke's sex.

Brooke shuddered with embarrassment as she heard a few 
snickers in the room.

Carmen spread open Brooke's labia and began to roll the 
clitoris between her fingers. Brooke began to get worked 
up again as Carmen gently rubbed the little bump.

"Now I will do the internal exam," Carmen said as she 
inserted her finger into Brooke's sensitive hole. As 
Brooke bucked her hips, and moaned aloud, Carmen 
inserted another finger. Being a woman, Carmen knew what 
it took to really set a female off into orgasm. As she 
groped around with her two fingers, she kept rubbing 
Brooke's clitoris with the top of her knuckles.  The 
rest of the group could not see what she was doing, they 
all just thought that Brooke was extremely sensitive and 
extremely horny. Little did they know that Carmen was 
sending the girl to what might be the most explosive 
orgasm of her life. Carmen really wanted to see Brooke 
lose control, it was making her so horny it was 
incredible.

Brooke was bucking and moaning wildly, forgetting where 
she was. All eyes watched the girl bite her lips as 
Carmen performed her "normal" examination.  The fact 
that Brooke was getting this worked up from a woman's 
touch (she didn't nearly get as excited from Dr. Stone's 
exam) made her seem all the more lewd. At one point, 
Brooke even touched her own breasts with her hands, 
sweeping her nipples with her fingers!

Finally, Brooke lost control. She moaned aloud, shaking 
violently on Carmen' s fingers. At once, Carmen stopped 
and stepped back to watch Brooke tremble on the table. 
Everyone watched as Brooke came down from the orgasm, 
disoriented. As she slowly regained her wits, her 
stomach sank as she realized what had happened. Everyone 
was staring at her, smirking. She closed her eyes and 
almost passed out from the utter humiliation. She laid 
on the table, covered in sweat. She slowly closed her 
legs to shield her soaking wet pussy.

"Well," Dr. Stone announced with a devious grin, "now we 
know that her sexual response is perfectly normal too."

The group chuckled as Brooke's blush reddened even more. 
She had never felt more ashamed in her whole life.

The End

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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