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Subject: {ASSM} NIKKI"S LITTLE PROBLEM <*> {anondoc} (Mf, med exam, humil)
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Nikki's Little Problem
By anondoc
Story Codes are (M/f, med exam, humil)  


DISCLAIMER

The events described in this story are entirely fictitious.
They concern a 14 year old girl and her 'medical' examination.
If you don't like this type of story, don't read it!

Otherwise enjoy.

Any comments/reviews welcome, post to alt.sex.stories.d

Are more of this kind of story (med exam) wanted??
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**1/The Doctor's Surgery**

`Mummy, Daddy, I'm home!' shouted Nikki.

`Hi darling. Good to have you back.' 

Nikki had been away a few weeks on holiday in the 
country with her grandparents. However, she was very 
glad to be back home because she really missed her 
family and friends.

The weekend flew by and then it was back to normal life 
and school. Nikki was in grade nine at the local high 
school. She was a bright, intelligent girl, and very 
popular among both her classmates and the teachers. But 
then she met the grumpy old school nurse in the 
corridor.

`Have you been to see the doctor about your problem 
yet?' asked the nurse. `You're going to have to go,' 
she continued when Nikki shook her head. `It could be 
something serious.'

Nikki sighed. `Yeah, I know. I'll make an appointment 
sometime soon,' she said. `Got to go. I'm late for my 
next class.' The nurse decided that it was time to give 
Nikki a little encouragement.

At dinnertime, the nurse met Nikki as she came out of 
her class. `I rang your mother, and she agreed with me 
that it's time you saw the doctor. So I've made you an 
appointment after school today at 4pm, and you're to 
meet your mother there.'

Nikki was highly annoyed at this development. She'd 
been putting off going to the doctor because she'd 
hoped the problem might go away by itself. But it 
hadn't. 

After school, Nikki reluctantly went to the surgery. 
`You took long enough!' snapped the receptionist. `Dr 
Findlay has stayed behind especially to see you. Your 
mother's just gone in without you.'

`Who's Dr Findlay?' asked Nikki suspiciously. She had 
assumed that she'd be seeing her normal doctor, a 
lovely old lady who she'd been seeing all her life. 

`Oh, Dr Jordan's retired. Dr Findlay has taken over.' 
Then, before Nikki could object, the receptionist 
ushered her into the doctor's office.

`Hello Nikki,' said the doctor. `Please sit down.'

Nikki sat down next to her mother. `You're late,' 
hissed her mother.

`That's alright,' said Dr Findlay. `Don't worry about 
it. Your mother only came in a minute or so before you, 
so she hasn't told me what you want to see me about.'

Dr Findlay was about thirty, and was slim with brown 
hair. Even though he seemed nice, Nikki was still a bit 
worried. She was still a shy young girl and hated being 
poked and prodded by doctors. She found it extremely 
embarrassing. And now she had to discuss a personal 
problem with a strange man. 

Her mother suddenly gave her a poke. `Come on. Tell the 
doctor what's the matter. She's not normally like this, 
doctor.. Usually we can't shut her up.'

Dr Findlay just smiled. Nikki took and a deep breath, 
then said, `I haven't started my periods yet.' Nikki 
went on to say that all her friends had started their 
periods ages ago, and she was getting increasingly 
worried as she still hadn't had one.

`It's called menarche, Nikki, when you start your 
periods. Now how old are you?'

`I've just turned fourteen,' replied Nikki.

`Mm. And are you sexually active?'

Nikki shook her head, embarrassed. `Never have been?' 
asked the doctor.

`No!' replied Nikki, wishing he would get off the 
subject.

`No vaginal discharge or itchiness? Burning when you 
pass water? Tummy pains?'

Nikki shook her head to all these symptoms, and 
numerous other personal questions the doctor insisted 
on asking as he wrote in her notes. Eventually he put 
his pen down, then said, `Okay Nikki, can you just hop 
up on the bed so I can examine your tummy.' This was 
the bit Nikki was worried about, but at least he hadn't 
asked he to undress.

The doctor put a sheet over Nikki's legs and asked her 
to pull up her school dress so he could examine her 
abdomen. `You've got a nice flat tummy, Nikki,' said Dr 
Findlay, as he pushed gently on various parts of her 
tummy. `I see some real fatties here sometimes, even in 
your age group.' Nikki didn't say anything. She just 
wanted all this over.

`Right, can you just slip your pants down and roll over 
on your left side. I just want to examine your back 
passage.' 

Nikki reluctantly did as she was told, carefully making 
sure the sheet was pulled up so only a bit of her bare 
bottom was exposed. She heard a snapping sound, and 
looked behind to see the doctor had pulled on a rubber 
glove. She watched as he put some lubricant on his 
index finger. She shut her eyes tightly as the doctor's 
finger approached her bottom. She felt him separate her 
buttocks, then his finger begin to push on her anus. 

 `Just try and relax,' said the doctor, as his finger 
slowly slid up into the reluctant youngster's rectum. 
The doctor felt Nikki's anus contract round his 
finger, and she wriggled a bit as he pushed deeply 
into her rectum. 

Nikki was very uncomfortable as the doctor pushed and 
probed her insides. He rolled her forward onto her 
stomach and she felt him pushing from above. It seemed 
to go on forever. But finally the invading digit was 
removed and Nikki gave a sigh of relief. But then the 
doctor said, `Okay, just roll onto your back, please.'

As she did as she was told, the doctor bent her knees 
up and slipped her pants down over her knees to her 
ankles. He pushed her dress and the sheet up so her 
legs were exposed. She kept them bent at the knees and 
tightly closed. She watched as the doctor changed his 
glove, then he said, `Okay, I'm just going to examine 
you from the front now.' 

Nobody had ever seen her vagina, let along examined it, 
and she wasn't letting this doctor examine her there. 
She resisted as he tried to open her legs up. In the 
end, he appeared to accept defeat and shrugged his 
shoulders. Instead, she felt two of his fingers slip 
back inside her bottom, and the poking and prodding 
started again, this time with the doctor pushing on the 
front of her tummy with his other hand. She was really 
embarrassed and kept pushing her school dress and the 
sheet down over the doctor's hand. He kept pushing them 
back up, and kept trying to get her to open up her 
legs, but she kept them tightly together.

At last it was over. `Okay, put yourself together again 
and take a seat.' Nikki was soon seated again, quite 
relieved. She thought the worst bit was over.

`Well, Nikki, there's nothing obviously wrong. But I 
really couldn't examine your womb and ovaries very 
well. You were just too tense.'

`Yes, I could see that,' agreed Nikki's mother. She had 
watched the whole proceedings without a comment until 
now. `So what happens from here, doctor?'

`Well, menarche is very variable. Most girls today 
start their periods around eleven to thirteen, but 
sometimes they can be delayed until as late as 
eighteen. Anyway, we can approach Nikki's problem in 
two ways. First, we can adopt a wait-and-see policy, as 
its likely that her periods will start sometime in the 
next few months.' The doctor paused deliberately.

`Or what?' asked Nikki's mother.

`Or we can examine Nikki more thoroughly,' said the 
doctor carefully.

`What do you think is best?'.

The doctor looked at Nikki. Her red-blond hair framed 
her innocent elfin face and big brown eyes. He decided 
that if anyone should investigate young Nikki more 
thoroughly, then it should be him. `Well, if it were my 
daughter, I'd want to get to the bottom of things and 
make sure there was nothing wrong.'

`I agree. And I'm sure Nikki feels the same. Don't you 
Nikki?'

In fact, Nikki had been listening to this conversation 
with growing alarm. What on earth did the doctor mean 
when he said he wanted to examine her more thoroughly? 
She didn't know what to say! Her mother took her 
confusion and silence as agreement, and before poor 
Nikki knew what was happening, it had been arranged 
that she be admitted to hospital for a weekend stay 
under Dr Findlay's care.


**2/Hospital Admission**

The weekend came and Nikki reluctantly went with her 
parents to the local hospital. She'd tried very hard to 
get out of going, but they'd refused to listen, telling 
her not to be a baby, and it was time she found out 
whether or not there was anything wrong with her. 

In the hospital admissions office, Nikki insisted on 
signing her own permissions and documents. However, 
there were so many, she just gave up reading them and 
signed the lot. 

When Dr Findlay arrived to see her, Nikki was sitting 
up in bed talking to her mum and dad. `How are you 
today, Nikki?'

`Fine,' she muttered in reply. Then straight to the 
point, she asked, `What exactly are you going to be 
doing to me this weekend?'

`Well, I've arranged a series of tests starting this 
afternoon, after you've a bowel preparation.'

`What do you mean, bowel preparation?' asked Nikki.

Her dad interrupted. `Now then, Nikki. Stop asking the 
doctor so many questions. Your mum and I told you, 
anything Dr Findlay thinks should be done, you have to 
cooperate. Is that understood?'

`Yes daddy. But I don't want you or mummy to stay. I 
think I'm mature enough to be by myself. And it's going 
to be embarrassing enough without you and mummy being 
here.'

Dr Findlay listened to this exchange with interest. It 
certainly gave him wide discretion in what tests Nikki 
was going to have done. `I've got to go,' said he said. 
`One of the nurses will be in soon to start your 
preparation.'

Nikki's parents took the hint and kissed Nikki goodbye. 
Outside, they stopped to talk to Dr Findlay. 

`I want you to be especially thorough with young Nikki, 
please doctor,' said her mother. `It was really hard 
persuading her to come today, and I don't think you'll 
get another chance to investigate her properly.'

Nikki's father nodded his agreement, and added, 
`Money's no object.'

`Don't worry. I'll take special care of Nikki,' 
promised the doctor. `She's signed all the papers and 
permissions we need to do any tests or examinations we 
want. And I've already arranged for her to be reviewed 
by some of my medical colleagues, and they're usually 
pretty thorough.'

`That's excellent,' said Nikki's father. `If a few of 
you are looking at her, that means there's less chance 
that anything will be missed.'


**3/The Bowel Preparation**

A few minutes after her parents had gone, the door of 
Nikki's room opened and a big fat hairy man dressed in 
whites came in. He was pushing a metal trolley covered 
with a white sheet.

`You Nikki?' he grunted. Nikki nodded. `Well, I'm nurse 
Ogle. I'll be looking after you during your stay in our 
hospital. The first thing we have to do is give you a 
bowel preparation.' 

Nikki watched with mounting concern as the male nurse 
uncovered the trolley and produced a fluid-filled 
plastic bag with a long plastic tube leading to a 
nozzle. He hung the bag up on a metal pole attached to 
one corner of the bed. Then he said, `Okay, just roll 
onto your left side and we'll get this enema going.'

Nikki couldn't believe this was happening. `Why do I 
have to have an enema?' she asked indignantly. 

`Routine for abdominal x-rays and ultrasound, I'm 
afraid,' replied nurse Ogle with an innocent smile.

Can't I have a female nurse'?' Nikki asked plaintively.

`Not in these days of equal rights, I'm afraid,' said 
nurse Ogle. `Any nurse can now be assigned to any 
patient. The administration are not allowed to 
discriminate on the basis of gender any more.'

`Surely the patient has a right to choose?' 

`Yeah. But you signed a document when you were admitted 
saying you didn't mind being looked after by any nurse 
employed here. So you're stuck with me, I'm afraid. Now 
come on. Onto your side. I haven't got all day.'

Nikki was beginning to wish she'd read all those 
admission papers she'd signed. She hoped there weren't 
any other surprises in store. Not knowing what else to 
do, Nikki did as she was told and rolled onto her side. 
The male nurse pulled her gown right up and pulled her 
panties halfway down her thighs. Her bottom was now 
entirely uncovered. `Got to have good exposure,' he 
muttered. 

Nikki closed her eyes tightly, but then opened them 
with a start when she heard the now familiar snap of a 
rubber glove. Surely not, she thought. But the man 
separated her buttocks, put some cold lubricant gel 
around her anus, then began rubbing it around with his 
finger. Suddenly she gasped and shot her legs out 
straight as the finger began pushing and stroking a 
little too far forward.

`That's my vagina!' she objected. 

`Sorry. I sometimes miss the appropriate orifice in you 
girls,' said the nurse, with a chuckle. 

She pulled her legs up again and this time the nurse 
slid his finger into Nikki's anus. Nikki found this 
quite uncomfortable. She thought the man's fat finger 
was much bigger than Dr Findlay's. `Lots of shit up 
there,' he noted. `Better out than in.' 

Nikki stifled another protest as he began moving the 
finger in and out. `Got to have you well lubricated,' 
he explained.

Finally he took his finger out and replaced it with the 
plastic nozzle on the end of the enema tube. He made 
Nikki roll onto her tummy over two pillows, bottom 
raised with the tube sticking out. She kept her legs 
tightly together. The man hummed a tune as the fluid 
ran into her bowel. Suddenly the door opened. Nikki 
looked round to see four males dressed in white 
half-coats standing at the door. 

`Is that Nikki?' one of them asked.

`Yeah,' said the nurse. `She's indisposed right now.'

`I can see that. Okay, we'll come back later.' As the 
door closed, Nikki was shocked to hear the voice say, 
`Nice arse.'

`Who was that?' she asked indignantly.

`Just some medical students. I'm sure they'll come back 
later.'

`What for?'

`They're helping Dr Findlay I think,' said the nurse 
evasively.

Nikki became more and more uncomfortable as the fluid 
gradually filled her colon. Just when she thought she 
was going to lose it, the bowel nurse said, `Right oh, 
that's the lot.' 

As he pulled the nozzle out, some fluid left over in 
the tubing ran all over Nikki's gown and panties. 
Nevertheless, she quickly pulled her knickers up and 
her gown down and scampered off to the bathroom.

Nikki was in the toilet nearly half-an-hour getting rid 
of all the fluid and bowel content. While she didn't 
like the process, she had to admit that the nurse has 
been right when he'd noted she had `lots of shit up 
there'. 

Finally she was finished. She wiped her bottom and 
looked around for a dry gown and panties. There were 
several gowns, but she could only find one pair of very 
small tight-fitting white cotton panties. Still, better 
than wet clothes, she thought. Nikki put them on and 
stuck her head round the bathroom door. The nurse and 
his loathsome trolley were gone, so she got back into 
bed.

A few minutes later, the door opened again. Nurse Ogle 
was back pushing another covered metal trolley. Nikki 
wondered what was going to happen this time.


**4/Catheterization & Ultrasound**

`Right oh Nikki, I have to catheterize you now.'

Nikki was shocked. `What? I have to have a catheter?'

`Afraid so. Your bladder has to be extremely full for 
your pelvic ultrasound and a lot of women just cannot 
fill up enough. So now we put catheters in for all 
patients having pelvic ultrasounds done. It gives us 
complete control over your bladder so we can fill you 
up when we need to.'

Nikki watched with a sinking heart as he began getting 
the trolley ready. `Can't one of the female nurses put 
it in?' 

`As I said before, you're stuck with me.'

`Can't you swap with another nurse or something?' asked 
Nikki.

`What, and get stuck with some old demented or 
incontinent patient? No thank you. I'd rather see to 
your needs.' 

In fact, Nurse Ogle was ecstatic at being assigned to 
Nikki. He rarely got to deal with such young attractive 
patients. Dr Findlay was a friend of his, and had 
discussed the special arrangements to be put in place 
for young Nikki, asking him if he had any qualms about 
what was to be done. When he laughingly said that he 
had no objections whatsoever, the doctor had made sure 
he was assigned to her over the weekend.

Nurse Ogle pulled the bedcovers off Nikki and got her 
to put two pillows under her bottom. When she asked 
why, he said it was to lift her hips off the bed. That 
made catheterizing her easier. 

Nurse Ogle positioned a strong overhead light to shine 
on the area between her legs. Then he said, `Now, I'll 
need your knees bent up and your legs apart please.'

Reluctantly, Nikki did as she was told. Nurse Ogle 
pulled Nikki's gown up to her hips. He shook his head 
as her panties came into view. `Those knickers will 
have to come off, I'm afraid.'

Sighing, Nikki sat up and slipped her hospital panties 
down to her ankles. Nurse Ogle helped by removing them 
entirely and putting them in the bathroom. She lay down 
again, and bent her knees up. Nurse Ogle pushed her 
gown up to her hips, but Nikki made sure it covered her 
as much as possible by holding it down around the top 
of her legs.

After washing his hands and putting on a pair of 
gloves, nurse Ogle picked up a small swab with some 
saline on it. `I need you to open your legs up please.'

Nikki unwillingly spread her legs, but only a little. 
Nurse Ogle helped by pushing them apart a little 
further. He paused for a minute to savor his first 
glimpse of Nikki's genitals. She only had a light 
growth of orange-blond hair over the pubic area. He 
swallowed and reached down to separate Nikki's labia. 
She gave an involuntary gasp as he touched her and 
tried to shut her legs again. It was the first time 
anybody had seen her there, let alone done anything 
like this. Even Dr Findlay hadn't got this far. Nurse 
Ogle sighed. He positioned his left forearm between the 
youngster's legs to keep them apart, then used his left 
fingers to separate her labia as he continued the 
catheterization with his right hand.

The area hidden between Nikki's labia was pink and 
moist. Nurse Ogle couldn't see the opening to Nikki's 
vagina very well, but he clearly identified her 
urethra. He gently swabbed it, then, with an evil grin, 
moved forward with the swab. Nikki's legs clamped 
together even harder as the swab touched her clitoris. 

`You must keep your legs apart please,' said nurse Ogle 
in an exasperated voice. Nikki slowly opened her legs 
up again and grimaced as Nurse Ogle gently teased her 
clitoris with the swab. She found all this very 
humiliating, but it certainly didn't hurt. 

Then she heard him say, `Just some local anesthetic,' 
as she felt some cold gel applied to her private parts. 
Nurse Ogle again made sure the gel was rubbed well in, 
much to Nikki's embarrassment.

Finally she felt a little sting as the catheter went 
in. She watched nurse Ogle fill the balloon at the end 
of the catheter with some saline, then felt another 
sting when he pulled the catheter back and the filled 
balloon impacted at the top of her urethra inside her 
bladder, stopping the catheter from coming out. She was 
greatly relieved when Nurse Ogle announced, `Okay, 
that's all,' as he fixed a plastic urine bag to the end 
of the catheter. But then he added, `I'll take the 
catheter out later before the doctors examine you.' She 
wondered why he said doctors and not just Dr Findlay.

Later that morning, Nikki was taken up to the hospital 
imaging department. First of all, she had some x-rays 
taken of her abdomen, then she went to the ultrasound 
department. An ultrasound technician was waiting for 
her. To Nikki's delight, she was female. She filled up 
Nikki's bladder through the catheter until she could 
hardly keep it in, and then did an ultrasound of 
Nikki's pelvis. Finally, she let the clamp off the 
catheter and, much to Nikki's relief, fluid poured out 
of Nikki's bladder into the urine bag.

`Is there anything wrong?' asked Nikki.

`Not that I can see,' replied the ultrasonographer. 
`But Dr Findlay has arranged for you to have another 
type of more thorough pelvic scan done tomorrow. He's 
going to do that himself.'

`What, I'm going to have to keep this catheter in 
overnight?'

`That depends on the nursing staff,' replied the girl. 
`You don't have to have a full bladder for the other 
type of pelvic scan.'

Before Nikki could ask anymore questions, an orderly 
arrived with a wheelchair to take her down to the MRI 
suite. She'd learnt about magnetic resonance imaging at 
school, and assumed all she had to do was lie on the 
table as the machine took pictures of her insides. She 
was to discover that the MRI facility in this hospital 
used more advanced imaging methods than other 
departments elsewhere.


**5/The MRI Scan**

`We've got a young girl for an MRI scan of her pelvis 
this afternoon,' said the MRI technician to the medical 
students.

`That's the girl Dr Findlay has asked us to review,' 
replied one of the students. `We couldn't do her this 
morning because she was having an enema.'

`That's right,' said the technician. `We need a clean 
bowel for the type of pelvic MRI we're doing on this 
young lady. In fact, she's the first patient to have 
our new type of scan.'

Just then, Nikki was pushed in by the orderly. The 
technician came into the room, leaving the medical 
students watching through the observation window. Nikki 
was looking at the MRI bed. It was covered by a sheet 
and there was a odd-looking bulge holding up the middle 
of the sheet like a small tent. Nikki wondered what on 
earth it was.

The technician asked Nikki to stand up, so she grabbed 
her catheter bag and stood there holding it while the 
tech pushed the wheelchair outside. When he came back 
he was carrying a tube of KY jelly and asked Nikki to 
bend over the bed.

`But why?' she asked. 

`Well, we have to lubricate your bottom so the pelvic 
probe can slide in.'

`But this is an MRI scan!' objected Nikki.

`That's right,' said the technician. `And we're doing 
the scan though a special probe that fits inside your 
rectum. I gather nobody told you how it was to be 
done.'

`No they didn't! And I'm sick of people poking and 
prodding me down there,' objected Nikki.'

`Are you refusing the scan then?' asked the technician 
in a disappointed voice.

Nikki sighed. She was here, and if she refused the scan 
her parents would punish her. She glared at the 
watching medical students, but in the end she didn't 
say anything, just bent over the bed as requested. And 
it just had to be a male technician, thought Nikki. 
More males had seen her naked bottom today than at any 
time in her life. And the weekend wasn't over yet!

The tech flipped her gown up, and the watching medical 
students got their second look at Nikki's bum for the 
day. Nikki grimaced as she heard the snap of a rubber 
glove, then the familiar feeling of her buttocks being 
separated and lubricating gel being applied to her 
anus. She gave a grunt as the technician's finger 
entered her rectum and moved in and out, preparing her 
for the ordeal ahead. 

At last he was finished. He was certainly thorough, 
thought Nikki. He'd taken twice as long as Nurse Ogle 
did when he'd lubricated her for the enema. 

As Nikki stood there holding her catheter bag, the 
technician whipped the sheet off the MRI bed and Nikki 
saw what had been causing the bulge. It was a large 
rubber probe that was fitted into a slot in the middle 
of the table. The probe was about seven inches long, 
and an inch and a half wide, tapering slightly at the 
top, and with an indented ring at its base. Nikki was 
shocked. 

The technician squirted some lubricant onto the probe 
then said, `Now I'll need you to hop up on the table 
and carefully slide that probe up into your back 
passage.'

`But . . . it's HUGE!' objected Nikki. 

`Oh I'm sure it's not so bad once you get used to it,' 
said the technician reassuringly. `And it's quite 
soft,' he said, flicking the probe which wobbled 
obscenely from side to side. `Now come on, up you get. 
I'll give you a hand.'

The tech helped the reluctant youngster up onto the 
table. Then he moved her into a squatting position over 
the upstanding probe. `Right, just lower yourself down 
onto it, please.' Nikki gave the technician a filthy 
look. Nobody was asking him to stick a large rubber 
dildo up his arse!

Gingerly, Nikki lowered herself onto the upstanding 
probe. She gave a small squeak as the tapered end of 
the probe began to slide inside. The tech was holding 
her up under the arms, and gradually he lowered her 
down as the probe slid further and further into her 
rectum. Nikki panted and grunted as her anus dilated to 
receive the probe. Suddenly she felt her anus contract 
down into the indented ring at the bottom of the probe. 
The tech then helped her lie down flat on the table, 
now with the entire length of the probe inside.

`Right, I'll just get the scan done,' said the tech. 
`We should get some lovely pictures.' He hurried out of 
the room.

A couple of minutes later, Nikki suddenly became aware 
of the probe moving inside her rectum. She shook her 
hand frantically to attract the attention of the tech. 
He came out. `This . . . thing inside. It's moving!'

`Sorry,' said the tech. `I should have told you. It 
expands a little just to make sure you don't move 
around during the scan. The movement also optimizes the 
pictures.'

Before Nikki could object further, the tech was gone. 
She felt the probe dilate up even more to fill her 
rectum, and she found herself fixed to the table! Over 
the 30 minute scan she gave several squeaks of 
discomfort as the probe seemed to move in and out, 
presumably optimizing the pictures as the tech put it. 
Finally it was over, and Nikki gave a sigh of relief as 
she felt the probe deflate. 

The tech came back in and helped Nikki disengage 
herself from the probe and get off the table. But then 
he got Nikki to bend over the table again and produced 
a wet cloth. Much to the youngster's embarrassment, he 
proceeded to give her bottom a thorough wipe down, 
including the back of her labia, even though she 
clamped her legs together. `All part of the service,' 
said the tech pleasantly.


**6/The Bed Bath**

Nikki was quite glad to get back to her bed in the 
ward. She'd found her trip to the imaging department 
very embarrassing and intrusive, and needed some time 
to recuperate. 

Nurse Ogle brought her some dinner and said he'd be 
back later to take her catheter out. She was getting 
used to the fact that she was stuck with Nurse Ogle, 
and if he was going to take the wretched catheter out, 
so be it.

She ate most of her dinner, and was lying in bed 
watching TV when Nurse Ogle came back pushing the 
inevitable covered trolley. `Is this going to hurt?' 
she asked. Nurse Ogle shook his head.

He pulled the bedclothes back and made Nikki wriggle 
onto a plastic-backed paper towel. Then he clamped off 
Nikki's catheter and cut it behind the clip. The fluid 
in the balloon ran out, and the catheter came out with 
a single pull. Nikki breathed a sigh of relief. Then 
she immediately asked, `Can I have some clean pants 
please?'

`Yes. I've left some in the bathroom for you. But first 
I've got to give you a bed bath.'

`A bed bath! But I can shower myself in the bathroom! 
I'm not an invalid,' said the distressed Nikki. She was 
mortified at the thought of being given a bed bath, 
especially by a man.

`Sorry, hospital policy, Nikki.'

`Can't you say you just did it and let me have shower,' 
asked Nikki in a distraught voice.

`Certainly not. That would be dishonest!' replied Nurse 
Ogle. `You can have a shower later if you want, but one 
way or another, I'm giving you a bed bath.'

Nikki sighed. She just wasn't getting her way in this 
hospital. She watched uncertainly as Nurse Ogle got 
ready. He took two metal bowls from the trolley and 
filled them with warm water. He put some liquid soap in 
one, and frothed it up with a cloth. The other he left 
for rinsing. 

First, nurse Ogle gave Nikki's face and neck a wash. 
Then he said, `Right oh, just drop the front of your 
gown please.'

Nikki reluctantly did as she was told. She was wearing 
a small white training bra. `That'll have to come off,' 
said Nurse Ogle. Nikki looked shocked, but once again 
did as she was told. She tried to cover herself up with 
her arms, but nurse Ogle insisted on washing each arm 
separately, moving up from her hands to her armpit on 
each side. Nikki closed her eyes tightly as he moved 
down and gently washed each of her small breasts, 
humming a little tune as he worked. 

Suddenly the door opened, and Nikki saw the same four 
medical students back again. They were clustered around 
the doorway admiring her chest! She gave a squeak of 
protest and covered herself up with her arms again.

`Nikki's still indisposed. Come back later,' said Nurse 
Ogle, quite annoyed at the disturbance. The students 
left and nurse Ogle continued her washing. `Right, pull 
your gown up and I'll do your tummy.'

Nikki tried to keep the bedclothes up to cover her 
legs, but nurse Ogle pushed them down and washed from 
her bellybutton right down to her feet. Nikki did 
succeed in keeping her legs tightly together when nurse 
Ogle tried to wash her privates. He just shrugged and 
continued washing the rest of her legs.

`Right, Nikki, nearly finished. Roll onto your left 
side and I'll do your back.' Nikki did as she was 
asked, and nurse Ogle started at her shoulders and 
washed slowly but surely all the way to her feet. 
Suddenly, she felt him grasp her right ankle, and in 
one motion he raised her right leg and put it over his 
left shoulder! She was helpless as he positioned 
himself between her legs and proceeded to wash her 
inner thighs, moving up to her genitals. She 
desperately tried to cover herself with her hands, but 
nurse Ogle simply pushed them out of the way and told 
her to stop being a baby.

She squirmed as he gave her bottom and genitals a 
thorough washing. Then he patted her dry with a towel, 
and finally sprinkled some talcum powder on her bottom 
and private parts.

`Sorry about that Nikki. Got to have you nice and clean 
down there for Dr Findlay tomorrow.'

Nikki was speechless with embarrassment. Nobody had 
ever taken such liberties with her! She was still 
spluttering with indignation as nurse Ogle left, 
pushing his trolley and telling her he'd be back 
tomorrow. Eventually she calmed down and went into the 
bathroom. She put her bra back on. Her own wet pants 
had been taken away, so she had to make do with another 
pair of the tight hospital ones that seemed to have 
appeared, and a clean gown. Then she went back to bed 
and cried herself to sleep. 


**7/The Examination Suite**

The next morning nurse Ogle arrived bright and early. 
`Wakey wakey, Nikki. It's 6am.'

Nikki opened one eye and was glad to see for once that 
nurse Ogle was not pushing a trolley.

`Dr Findlay will be here in an hour or so to see you. 
He's set aside the whole day to deal with your case 
investigation.'

`I don't suppose he can do anything worse than what 
happened yesterday,' grumbled Nikki.

Nurse Ogle just smiled. Poor Nikki, so na�ve. `Would 
you like me to give you another bed bath before Dr 
Findlay arrives?' he asked innocently. 

Nikki was horrified, but suddenly realized nurse Ogle 
was joking. `Very funny,' she said. `That bed bath 
wasn't very nice at all. It's very embarrassing having 
things like that done by strangers, especially when 
they're men.'

Nurse Ogle didn't say anything. If Nikki had found a 
bed bath so embarrassing, then what Dr Findlay had 
planned for her today was going to prove very 
challenging for the young girl.

****

Dr Findlay arrived precisely at 7am. `How are going 
Nikki?'

`Not too good,' she answered. `Some of the treatments 
and tests you ordered have been really horrible.'

`Sorry Nikki. I know that young women of your age find 
these sort of things rather difficult to cope with. 
However, what we're doing is absolutely necessary to 
make sure there's nothing wrong with your reproductive 
system.'

Nikki was reassured by Dr Findlay's kindness and 
concern. Mind you, she was still anxious. `What have 
you got planned for me today? That ultrasound person 
said you were going to do some sort of more thorough 
scan on my pelvis?'

`Mm, that's right,' said Dr Findlay.

`And I won't have to be catheterized or have a full 
bladder this time?'

`No,' replied Dr Findlay. `In fact, your bladder has to 
be quite empty this time.'

`Well, that's a relief,' said Nikki.

Dr Findlay smiled. He thought Nikki might feel 
differently once she found out how the special 
ultrasound was to be done. However, she hadn't asked, 
so best not to worry her until the time came.

`What else are you going to do?' Nikki asked.

`Well, the main thing is to give you a thorough 
physical examination to make sure there's nothing wrong 
with you. In fact, you're going to be the first patient 
on a new diagnostic examination and teaching table I've 
designed. Of course, that's if you don't mind.'

`I guess that'll be okay,' said Nikki uncertainly.

`Right, well I'll get nurse Ogle to bring you along in 
about an hour. He'll can stay with you to act as 
chaperone and given you some moral support.'

This confused Nikki a little. She'd always thought that 
chaperones were supposed to be of the same gender as 
the person being examined. However, she remembered what 
nurse Ogle had told her about equality of opportunity, 
and not being allowed to discriminate against nurses on 
the basis of gender. Perhaps this was just part of all 
that. Anyway, Dr Findlay obviously knew what he was 
doing.

An hour later nurse Ogle took Nikki down in the lift to 
the basement of the hospital where Dr Findlay has his 
examination suite. He wheeled Nikki into a large open 
room that looked a little like an operating theatre. 
There was a flat table in the center of the room with a 
C-arm and large arc-lights over it, and an adjacent 
control console with numerous buttons and switches. A 
plasma screen was on the wall behind the bed, and a 
slightly raised, stage-like area was present between 
the screen and the head of the examination table. A 
portable imaging machine was positioned against another 
wall, and, perhaps inevitably, there were several metal 
trolleys covered in white sheets. Nikki wondered what 
on earth she'd let herself in for.


**8/The Examination**

Dr Findlay walked in followed by the four male medical 
students who had tried to see Nikki the day before. 
`Nikki, these are four of my colleagues who will be 
assisting me in examining you this morning. Is that 
okay?'

Nikki wasn't very pleased to hear this. That made six 
males in the room this morning for her examination. 
Despite her public image, she was actually quite a shy 
girl, and was beginning to get quite worried about what 
exactly was going to happen. But she didn't want to 
appear immature so she just nodded.

`I'll be addressing my colleagues a lot of the time, so 
it might appear I'm talking as if you weren't here, 
Nikki. Please don't worry about it. I'll come and see 
you later today when we're finished and explain all 
your results.'

Nikki again felt reassured. Dr Findlay was always so 
thoughtful. 

`Okay. Just slip your dressing gown off and hop up on 
the table, please.' Turning to the medical students Dr 
Findlay continued. `Well gentleman. The patient we are 
here to see this morning is a fourteen-year-old female 
with primary amenorrhea. Which is what?'

`That simply means she hasn't started her periods yet,' 
answered one of the medical students.

`Excellent. I can tell you that this young lady is a 
virgin, and has no other relevant medical history. So 
we can proceed straight to her examination. What 
aspects of that examination are we going to be 
particularly concerned with in this patient?'

The same medical student answered. `Well, we obviously 
need to do a complete physical examination, but with 
particular reference to her pubertal development and 
reproductive system.'

`Excellent, Dr Ramsay. And since you've answered all my 
questions, perhaps you might like to commence Nikki's 
examination.'

The medical student nodded and walked over to Nikki. He 
smiled. `I'm Dr Ramsay. I'm just going to start your 
examination if that's okay.'

Nikki nodded. He seemed nice. Dr Ramsay got Nikki to 
sit in a chair next to the bed. He commenced her 
assessment by examining her ears, nose and throat.

`Dr Ramsay is doing the right thing by starting with 
this youngster's ENT exam,' whispered Dr Findlay to the 
other medical students. `It settles them down before 
the more embarrassing parts to come.'

`Okay Nikki. Your ENT exam is normal,' said Dr Ramsay. 
`I want to move onto your chest now, so could I just 
get you to take your gown off please.'

Nikki was getting a bit worried. She hadn't thought 
through the consequences of agreeing to have medical 
students present during her exam. She was beginning to 
appreciate that this was going to be very embarrassing 
indeed. With a big sigh, she stood up and turned her 
back to the students, and undid her gown. Then she 
slowly took it off and turned back to her audience.

There was silence in the room as Dr Findlay and the 
students admired the young girl. She was dressed only 
in her small white training bra and the pair of tight, 
low cut hospital panties that clearly outlined the 
front of her labia. 

`Please turn round so I can listen to your back,' said 
Dr Ramsay. The students noted that the back of her 
panties had ridden high into the crease of her 
buttocks, giving them a fine view of her arse.

Dr Ramsay went through the motions of listening to 
Nikki's chest from behind, then he got her to get up on 
the bed and lie down so he could listen from the front. 
All the students stood at the foot of the table, 
carefully watching the supine girl as Dr Ramsay 
examined her heart and lungs.

`We actually have a special radio device here which 
will allow us all to hear Nikki's heart beating,' said 
Dr Findlay, producing a small round disc from a drawer. 
`I'll have to get you to remove your bra, please, 
Nikki.'

Nikki looked around. Everyone seemed to be waiting for 
her. Reluctantly she sat up and succeeded in removing 
her bra, while at the same time covering herself with 
her arms. Dr Findlay smiled. He'd seen it all before. 

`Lie down please, Nikki. Arms above your head.'

Gulping, she did as she was told, and her audience got 
their first view of her developing breasts. Dr Findlay 
put the small self-adhesive disc onto her chest just 
under her left nipple. Immediately, the sound of her 
beating heart could be heard through concealed 
speakers, and a small ECG display appeared on the 
plasma screen behind the head of the table. Nikki 
swallowed nervously, and that sound came through 
clearly too. Her heart rate went up, and she could be 
heard breathing quite rapidly.

The sound level was overwhelming, so Dr Findlay 
adjusted the volume from the main control panel. `As 
you can see, gentlemen, we can tell that this young 
lady is rather embarrassed. Eh Nikki?'

Nikki just nodded, not knowing what to say.

`If we wish, we can filter out other sounds to listen 
only to the heart,' said Dr Findlay, turning a dial so 
that only the nervous lub-dub of Nikki's heart could be 
heard. 

All the students agreed that her heart sounded fine, so 
Dr Ramsay moved on to the examination of Nikki's 
abdomen. `The patient is extremely slim with little or 
no excess fat on her abdomen,' said Dr Ramsay as he 
gently pushed around the different areas of her tummy. 
`And the patient shows no evidence of discomfort on 
palpation.'

Dr Findlay had altered the microphone levels again, so 
that Nikki's heart and respiration could just be heard 
faintly in the background. Her heart rate and breathing 
had settled down now.

`What are you going to do next?' asked Dr Findlay.

`Assess the patient's musculo-skeletal system,' replied 
Dr Ramsay. He then started at Nikki's head and worked 
his way down, testing the movement of every joint in 
her body. When it came to examination of her hips, the 
students suddenly got a little more interested. 

They were still standing at the foot of the bed looking 
up towards Nikki's groin. Dr Ramsay made Nikki flex 
each of her legs back onto her tummy, then he made her 
open her legs right up to test her hip abduction. This 
gave the students a clear view of her crotch. The tight 
hospital panties she was wearing had ridden so high 
into her buttocks that she looked as if she was wearing 
a G-string. Her labia and genital crease were clearly 
outlined by the panties. Only the sound of Nikki's 
heart and breathing could be heard, and there was an 
almost palpable tension in the room in appreciation of 
what was soon to come. Nikki didn't realize the effect 
she was having on the students, keeping her eyes 
tightly closed in an effort to block all these 
embarrassing things out.

`And what part of your examination comes next, Dr 
Ramsay?' asked Dr Findlay.

`Er, perhaps a breast examination.'

`Oh alright. Talk us through it please.

Dr Ramsay made Nikki stand up. `As you can see, the 
patient's breasts are still immature. The breast buds 
are quite small, and the nipples remain poorly 
defined.'

`I don't think I agree with that,' interrupted Dr 
Findlay. `Granted, the breasts are still growing, but 
Nikki's nipples are quite well defined. Let me 
demonstrate this to the class.' 

Asking Nikki to lie back down on the bed, Dr Findlay 
swung the C-arm over her chest and activated a 
holographic laser camera. Lying on her back, Nikki 
watched in amazement as her breasts appeared in 
glorious 3D color on a three-foot tall holographic 
display in the air over the stage, just above the level 
of her head. As she was looking at it backwards, Dr 
Findlay reoriented the image, and from Nikki's 
perspective it was as if she was looking at her own 
breasts in a mirror.

To Nikki's embarrassment, Dr Findlay began to gently 
squeeze and manipulate each of her breasts. Gradually, 
as her body involuntarily responded to the manipulation 
of her young breasts, each of her nipples seemed to 
grow in dimension on the display behind her The tension 
in the room was also heightened by Nikki's obvious 
increase in respiration and heart rate. 

After a few minutes of stimulation, both Nikki's 
nipples were erect. `I think that sufficiently 
demonstrates that Nikki's nipples are normal,' said Dr 
Findlay. `Now please complete her breast examination.'

Dr Ramsay proceeded to give each of her breasts a 
thorough examination, palpating under each arm and 
moving out to each breast. As usual, Nikki kept her 
eyes tightly shut. At last it was finished, but worse 
was to come.

`And now, Dr Ramsay?' asked Dr Findlay, sounding a 
little impatient.

Dr Ramsay was somewhat perplexed. He knew this young 
woman was here for assessment of her reproductive 
system, but just how far did Dr Findlay intend taking 
his assessment on his young virgin patient?

`Er, I have to assess the degree of Nikki's pubertal 
development.'

`Good. We're moving in the right direction, albeit 
slowly. Off you go.'

Dr Ramsay asked Nikki to stand up again and put her 
hands on her head. `As we've already established, 
Nikki's breasts are still developing. She also has very 
little in the way of axillary hair growth. I noted this 
when I was palpating under her arms. You don't shave 
there yet, do you Nikki?'

Nikki just shook her head, wishing all this would go 
away.

`Okay,' interrupted Dr Findlay. `And where else are you 
going to assess hair growth.'

`The pubic area.'

`Off you go then,' encouraged Dr Findlay.

Encouraged, Dr Ramsay took a breath, then said, `Okay 
Nikki, we'll have to have your knickers off now, 
please.'

Nikki looked around. There seemed to be an air of great 
anticipation in the room. It's just my imagination, she 
thought. All these men are doctors, or nearly so, and 
nurse Ogle is my chaperone. They obviously only have a 
professional interest in me. With that rationalization, 
Nikki turned her back to her audience, and slipped her 
pants down and off. Then she turned back, leaning 
against the bed.

Various males had seen and handled various sensitive 
parts of Nikki's anatomy in the last 24 hours. But this 
was the first time she had appeared totally naked in 
front of any man, and she had an audience of six! She 
was also beginning to suspect that things were going to 
get a lot more intrusive before she was to be allowed 
to leave the room today.

Dr Ramsay made her stand up straight, arms on her head 
facing her audience, then turn round slowly. She had a 
magnificent figure with long, slim legs, a flat 
muscular abdomen, and a particularly attractive arse. 

Gathering his wits, Dr Ramsay continued with his 
commentary. `As you can see, the patient's orange-blond 
pubic hair growth is sparse, indicating only early 
pubertal development.'

`What stage?' asked Dr Findlay.

`I can't judge that accurately without assessing how 
far the pubic hair growth extends back along the 
labia,' answered Dr Ramsay.

`Fair enough,' said Dr Findlay. `Okay, this is a 
convenient time to proceed to the next stage of this 
young lady's assessment. Nurse Ogle, could you get 
Nikki ready for internal examination of her pelvis, 
please.'

Nikki listened with mounting apprehension to this 
conversation. She'd sort of known deep down that 
eventually she was going to need this sort of 
examination done. That's why she'd been avoiding seeing 
a doctor. Well, she thought, since she'd come this far, 
it would be very immature to object now. So she decided 
she'd cooperate with whatever Dr Findlay thought was 
necessary.


**9/The Pelvic Examination**

Nurse Ogle got the naked Nikki to lie down flat on the 
examination table. He placed wide bands made of a 
special flexible ceramic polymer around her wrists, 
elbows, shoulders, mid-abdomen, knees and ankles. Then 
he pressed a button on the side of the table, and Nikki 
suddenly found herself securely fastened to the table 
by a strong magnetic field binding the bands to the 
table top. 

`What's going on?' she asked, now rather worried.

Dr Findlay, who had been talking to the students, came 
over. `Don't worry Nikki. The table is specially 
articulated, and it has a rotating magnetic field of 
variable strength. The two together allow us to move 
you in various positions for examination. And we don't 
want you to fall off, do we?'

`I suppose not,' said Nikki, not entirely convinced.

With Nikki fixed to the table, Dr Findlay was now ready 
to proceed. `First of all, I want to demonstrate the 
range of movement of this table. It can place the 
patient in virtually any position desired for 
examination of the rectum or genitalia.'

Dr Findlay began manipulating controls on the console. 
The magnetic field weakened and the articulated right 
side of the table moved upward, flipping the supine 
Nikki over so she was on her left side, then the field 
strengthened again. All this happened in a couple of 
seconds, then Nikki was again securely held in position 
by the magnetic field so she couldn't move.

`Thus we have the classic left lateral position,' said 
Dr Findlay. `And with the push of a button the 
patient's knees can be bent up.' 

Nikki felt the table assist her to bend her knees up, 
presenting her bottom for examination.

`If desired, the right leg can also be raised to 
facilitate access to the rectum and genitalia.'

To her embarrassment, Nikki felt her right leg lifted 
up, exposing her private parts to the now keenly 
interested students. 

`The patient can also be placed in the knee-chest 
position.' This time Nikki was flipped onto her tummy, 
and then the middle of the table pushed itself up, 
raising her bottom in the air. At the same time, the 
lower part of the articulated table split in two, 
opening up her legs. 

`This, of course, is also known as the doggy position. 
As you can see, it gives a particularly interesting 
view of the female genitalia. However, moving on, we 
come to the classic lithotomy position.'

This time Nikki was flipped onto her back. First her 
head and upper body were dropped back by the table, 
then her knees and legs were bent up so her bottom and 
lower part of her labia were presented to the students. 
Finally, with a flourish, Dr Findlay pushed a button, 
and the table moved to widely abduct Nikki's legs, 
despite her best efforts to resist the opening. As the 
students got their first completely unobstructed view 
of Nikki's vulva, they broke out into a quietly 
appreciative round of spontaneous applause, both for 
the delectable vision before them, and the technology 
that made it all possible.
 
Nikki's respiration and heart rate increased as she 
grew increasingly apprehensive. In this position, the 
doctors could now examine her genitals in any way they 
desired, and she was powerless to stop them. She 
listened as Dr Findlay continued his commentary.

`This table is particularly useful for examination of 
the recalcitrant or reluctant female patient. Take 
young Nikki, for example. I have been told by nurse 
Ogle and the MRI technician that she was a little 
uncooperative in the initial phases of her reproductive 
assessment. But look at her now. She is presented in 
any position we want, with or without her cooperation.'

There was a murmur of agreement among the students as 
they admired Nikki's external genitalia. A lot of them 
could see commercial possibilities outside medicine.

`To return to the patient. What stage would you class 
Nikki's pubertal development now, Dr Findlay.'

`Well, I can now clearly see that the patient's pubic 
hair is confined to her mons pubis and does not yet 
extend back over her labia. Taken in conjunction with 
her early breast growth, she may be classed as Tanner 
stage 2 out of 4 in her overall pubertal development.'

`Very good. And do you expect menstruation to have 
commenced in this group?'

`It's variable, dependent on the stage of development 
of the uterus and ovaries. May I proceed to vaginal 
examination to assess this?' asked Dr Ramsay hopefully.

`Patience, Dr Ramsay. That will be performed on this 
patient shortly.'

Nikki suddenly swallowed nervously, and the students 
heard her heart rate increase once again.

`Nurse Ogle, could you prepare the patient for her 
pelvic examination, please,' said Dr Findlay. `I'll 
just move the camera into position so Nikki can watch 
what's going on.'

As Dr Smith reoriented the laser camera, nurse Ogle 
took up a position between Nikki's widely open legs. At 
first, she couldn't see what he was doing because her 
head and upper body were dropped right back below the 
level of her pelvis. However, once the laser camera was 
operational, she watched as a large holographic image 
of her pubic area and genitals appeared in the air 
above her head. Again, it was as if she was watching 
herself in a mirror. She gave a gasp as a shaving brush 
came into the field and began soaping her up. `Why do I 
have to be shaved?' she asked desperately.

`It allows better contact of the electrodes we have to 
place on you down there?' answered Dr Findlay.

`Electrodes? What are they for?'

But Dr Findlay didn't answer. He led the students into 
a nearby conference room, leaving nurse Ogle to get 
Nikki ready.

Nurse Ogle was having the time of his life. It was rare 
indeed that he got to practice these sort of nursing 
skills on such a young beautiful female patient, 
particularly one in Nikki's present position. He was 
thrilled at being able to assist her both as chaperone 
and now as procedural nurse. He resolved to do the best 
job he possibly could in both capacities. 

Nikki tensed up and kept very still as a safety razor 
suddenly appeared in the holographic field. She tried 
not to wriggle, though it was hard considering nurse 
Ogle held her clitoris firmly between his finger and 
thumb, carefully moving it out of the way, and 
twiddling it as he shaved her pubic area. Finally, a 
cloth came into view as nurse Ogle wiped her down. He 
took especial pains to clean her up, carefully washing 
her inner thighs, bottom and labia. Nikki's eyes 
flicked open as she felt him spread her labia. She 
watched open-mouthed as the cloth wiped down her moist 
pink vulva in the holographic 3D projection. She arched 
her pelvis up and couldn't help but let out a little 
squeak as he concentrated his cleaning efforts on her 
clitoris. He pushed her down flat again and continued 
for several more minutes. At last he patted her dry. 
She was now completely clean and hairless, and ready 
for her internal examination.

Dr Findlay led the students out of the conference room, 
and they took up a position between Nikki's open legs. 
She could hear them, but couldn't see them because of 
her head-down position. 

She heard Dr Findlay talking to the students. `First, 
we'll examine this young lady's pelvic organs through 
her rectum.' 

Nikki grimaced as she heard the snap of a rubber glove, 
then Dr Findlay's fingers appeared on the hologram, and 
two of them slid into her anus. While pushing upward 
through her rectum, he began palpating her lower 
abdomen with his other hand.

`Mm,' said Dr Findlay, as he prodded and poked inside 
the young girl. `I can feel the patient's cervix and 
womb, but neither ovary is palpable . . . now I want 
you all to examine Nikki and see what you think.'

Nikki couldn't believe her ears. `Wait . . . Dr 
Findlay, do all of them have to do this?'

`You did agree to being examined in any way I thought 
fit when you were admitted, Nikki. So please just lie 
back and relax.'

Nikki realized that, like it or not, she had little 
choice. Each of the four medical students took their 
turn at doing a pelvic examination rectally. Nikki was 
relieved when the last student finally finished. But 
then she heard Dr Findlay say, `Now, I want to show you 
a new rectal probe I've developed. Nikki is the first 
patient to have it used.'

She saw nurse Ogle take a long thin probe from one of 
the nearby trolleys and lubricate it with gel. Then he 
disappeared from her field of view and must have handed 
it to Dr Findlay, because suddenly it appeared on the 
hologram.  

`Try and relax now,' said Dr Findlay, as Nikki watched 
in horrified anticipation as her buttocks were again 
separated and her anus began to dilate to accommodate 
the probe as it slid in. Nikki had to admit it didn't 
feel too bad. At least it was thin.

Suddenly, Nikki gave a squeak of surprise. A second 
holographic image of the inside of her rectum had 
appeared next to the image of her genitalia. Nikki 
couldn't help but feel fascinated and slightly proud 
that she was the first person to have her rectum 
explored in this way.

After a good look round inside her rectum, Dr Findlay 
announced he wanted to show the students another use 
for his new rectal probe. `Before proceeding to doing a 
vaginal examination on this young lady, we have to get 
her to relax. She has been considerably embarrassed and 
challenged by what's happened to her so far, but has 
yet to have what is  perhaps the worst part of her 
examination.'

Nikki didn't like the sound of this at all. 

She felt Dr Findlay place something over her 
newly-shaved pubic area. `I'm going to place one 
external electrode on the patient's lower abdomen. The 
circuit is completed by an electrode within the rectal 
probe. I hope in due course to completely exteriorize 
the electrodes, and avoid the rectal insertion. In the 
meantime, however, this must suffice. In fact, we have 
to increase the diameter of the probe to ensure contact 
with the rectal walls and fix it within the rectum.' 
Nikki suddenly felt the probe dilating inside her. It 
was a bit like the MRI probe she'd had stuck up her 
rear yesterday, but a lot more uncomfortable.

Dr Findlay had  actually designed the optimal diameter 
of the probe to approximate that of a largish erect 
male organ. After all, the anus permitted intercourse 
for those so inclined, and a diameter of three inches 
inside with one and a half inches at the anus seemed 
appropriate. And he also wanted to maximize the quality 
of the experience for his young patients.

Nikki's eyes were closed and she was breathing quite 
heavily by the time the probe reached its optimal 
diameter. However, Dr Findlay gave a nod of 
satisfaction, and connected up the electrode wires to a 
small stimulation box. With a quiet chuckle, he 
deliberately turned the dial to maximum, then pushed a 
button on the box. Nikki gave a squeal of surprise and 
nearly wet herself as the current passed through her 
clitoris and her pelvic muscles contracted strongly. 
The students heard her heart and respiration rate shoot 
up, and she arched her bottom away from the table.

`What . . . what was that?' Nikki asked, uncertain as 
to how to feel. 

`Sorry, I guess the current was too strong,' said Dr 
Findlay innocently. He turned the dial down to minimum 
and pushed the button again. All Nikki felt this time 
was a pleasant tingling sensation that made her catch 
her breath.

Dr Findlay handed Nikki the stimulation box and told 
her to find a setting that suited her. She looked 
around guiltily, then pressed the button. Same as 
before. She turned the dial up to halfway, and pushed 
the button again. This time, much to her delight, she 
slowly came up to orgasm. 

Dr Findlay smiled at the success of his new prototype. 
It not only confirmed positive clitoral function, but 
also allowed patients to control the degree of 
involvement they desired in any gynecological 
assessment. In future, he hoped to develop his system 
as a useful tool in measurement of the female sexual 
response. And judging from the look on Nikki's face, 
she might not be averse to joining any such academic 
study.

`Right oh, gentlemen. Now for the main event of the 
day. This young lady's vaginal examination. As you can 
see, this patient has generously sized labia majora 
which are closely apposed consistent with her young 
age. You can see the labia minora protruding through 
the majora here . . . and if we separate the labia, the 
clitoral hood is here at the front. If we lift it up, 
carefully gentlemen as the whole apparatus is quite 
sensitive, the clitoris itself will pop into view . . . 
like so.'

Under normal circumstances, Nikki would have been 
mortified to think of all these men examining her 
private parts. But, as Dr Findlay intended, the 
stimulation box kept her attention focused on her own 
enjoyment.

Nikki, though off in an orgasmic dreamland, felt the 
lips of her vulva separate, as Dr Findlay continued his 
lesson. `As you can see, the patient's vagina is 
producing mucus in response to her own efforts. We'll 
just apply a little more gel to help things along, and 
 . . in we go.'

Nikki felt a finger enter her vagina for the first 
time. It hurt a little, but wasn't too bad. She felt 
the finger exploring her from inside, again with the 
other hand pushing on her tummy. Then Dr Findlay said, 
`Now, if you'd all like to examine her, please. One 
finger only at this stage. And pay particular attention 
to the feeling of an intact hymen, because you won't 
get the chance very often.'

Again Nikki was annoyed at having multiple vaginal 
examinations, but soon forgot as another orgasm 
arrived.

`As you can appreciate, an intact hymen considerably 
impairs gynecological examination. Therefore, in 
appropriate circumstances, it obviously needs to be 
removed.'

Dr Findlay produced a large probe from a nearby 
trolley. `In this facility, we often use a specially 
designed electronic scanning dildo for this purpose. 
This combines defloration with a pelvic scan. The 
tapered end of this probe is quite narrow, but, as you 
can see, lower down its diameter rises to two inches 
making defloration inevitable.'

Nikki was now alert and listening to all this with 
increasing concern. `Do I have to have this done?' she 
asked apprehensively.

`Of course, Nikki. Now try and relax.'

As she saw the lubricated probe appear on the hologram, 
Nikki turned the dial up on the stimulation box. 
Nevertheless, she still felt her labia separate, then 
let out a little squeak as Dr Findlay inserted the 
probe into the lower part of her vaginal canal. He got 
one of the students to hold her labia apart so they 
could all see what was happening quite clearly on the 
hologram. Nikki's hymeneal ring slowly dilated around 
the probe as the doctor gradually pushed it in. Every 
so often, he would withdraw the probe so the students 
(and Nikki) could see the hymen was slowly but surely 
dilating up. Finally, it completely ruptured, and Nikki 
gasped as she felt herself opened up like an oyster, 
her vagina dilating up for the first time to 
accommodate the full length and width of the probe. 

Once the initial pain was over, it wasn't too bad, and 
Nikki settled back to watch her scan. Again she could 
see it in a second holographic projection next to the 
image of her external genitalia. On one hologram she 
could see the dildoic probe moving in and out of her 
vagina; on the other she could see her womb and ovaries 
popping in and out of the holographic field as Dr 
Findlay pushed on her tummy and manipulated the probe 
at the same time. Nikki found it a most unusual 
sensation to watch and feel the probe gliding in and 
out of her now unobstructed vagina. Given that her 
rectum was still occupied by the other probe, her 
pelvis felt rather full each time the vaginal probe 
moved inside.

`As you can see, gentlemen, there is nothing wrong with 
this youngster's gonads,' said Dr Findlay, completing 
his examination. Nikki was startled to hear her vagina 
make a popping sound as the probe was removed. 

`Next comes the PAP smear.' Nurse Ogle, who had been 
watching all this with great interest, handed Dr 
Findlay a large lubricated speculum. Without any ado, 
he slipped it straight in and opened up the blades. 
Nikki watched on the hologram, fascinated to see her 
cervix pop into the picture. Dr Findlay took a couple 
of smears and handed them to nurse Ogle, then removed 
the speculum.

Nikki heard him say to the students, `Finally, I want 
you all to do a proper bimanual examination on this 
young lady's vagina. Make sure you appreciate how much 
easier and more useful it is to examine the pelvis 
through the unobstructed vagina than through the 
rectum.'

Nikki was getting used to all this, and only wriggled a 
little as each student took their turn at examining her 
pelvis. She hardly even used the stimulation box as she 
was so exhausted.

Finally, everything was finished. Dr Findlay left with 
the students, promising to see her later, and leaving 
nurse Ogle to clean things up. There was a fair amount 
of blood and mucus on Nikki's genitals from the day's 
session, so nurse Ogle carefully wiped her down. He 
even went to the trouble of checking the inside of 
Nikki's vagina, and gave her a quick vaginal douche to 
make sure she was nice and clean inside as well as out.

When he'd finished Nikki's genital wash, nurse Ogle 
went to the console and flipped Nikki over into the 
knee-chest position, bottom up, with knees bent and 
legs well apart. Nikki grunted as he pulled on the 
probe still fixed in her rectum. 

`The probe won't deflate,' he lied, `so I'll just take 
it out very carefully as it is fairly large.' 

He pulled the rectal probe out very slowly, teasing 
Nikki by pushing it in and out, withdrawing it a little 
more each time.

`Just take the damn thing out,' she complained, 
grunting each time he pushed it back in.

Nurse Ogle finally complied and the rectal probe came 
out with a pop, producing a sigh of relief from Nikki. 
He quickly separated her buttocks and watched as 
Nikki's anus gradually returned to its normal size. 
Then he wiped and dried her bottom.

Finally nurse Ogle returned Nikki to a supine position 
on the table and released her arms and legs. `You can 
see now why we needed those restraints.' Nikki nodded.

He helped the exhausted girl put on some clean panties 
and a gown, and took her back to the ward.


**10/Discharge**

Finally back in her room, Nikki saw it was 1pm. Her 
examination had taken five hours. She slept until 6pm 
when her parents arrived with Dr Findlay.

`I have good news for you, Nikki. All your test results 
are normal. I think we can safely say that you're just 
a slow starter, and your periods are likely to begin in 
the next few months.'

Nikki and her parents were so relieved to hear that she 
was normal. They all thanked Dr Findlay who assured 
them it was just his job and he was happy to be of 
service. In fact, he couldn't wait to go and review the 
holograms of the day's session. It was the first 
gynecological defloration to be filmed on holographic 
cameras. In years ahead, the holograms would become 
quite famous on the internet underground, and there 
would always speculation as to who had been the subject 
of the study.

In the meantime, Nikki got dressed and met her parents 
at the nursing station. She blushed a little when she 
saw nurse Ogle at the desk, thinking of all the 
intimate things he'd had to do for her.

`Thank you for looking after me, nurse Ogle,' said 
Nikki. `I'm sorry if I was a little rude at times. I've 
just never been in hospital before and I didn't know 
what to expect.'

`Think nothing of it,' said nurse Ogle. `It may only be 
a job, but I can assure you that it's been an absolute 
pleasure dealing with you, Nikki.'

Nikki and her parents waved goodbye. They went off with 
Nikki telling them how lucky she was to have met such 
wonderful caring and concerned staff who knew what was 
best for their young charges. 


THE END

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