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BROOKE'S EMBARRASSING EXAM

By RedMullet
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BROOKE'S EMBARRASSING EXAM (PART 1)



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.



BROOKE'S EMBARRASSING EXAM (PART 2)



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 hear 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 to 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'S EMBARRASSING EXAM(PART 3)



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 it's
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'S EMBARRASSING EXAM(PART 4)





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 your 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'S EMBARRASSING EXAM(PART 5)





Brooke assumed a doggie-style position, keeping her legs and buttcheeks
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'S EMBARRASSING EXAM(PART 6)





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 asscheeks 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'S EMBARRASSING EXAM(PART 7)



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 focussing 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, leavingBrooke 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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