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A soft knock on the door startles you. “May I come in?”
You answer, and a tall gentleman gently pushes the door open and peers inside, checking that you are decent. You are perched on top of the examination table in your blue hospital gown. It drapes over your front and stays open behind you. The gown’s back string is loosely tied right above your butt, doing hardly anything to hide your bra and panties.
Your doctor smiles and thanks you for coming in today for your appointment.
“I’m Doctor Han, good to see you.” He offers a welcoming hand and you politely shake it.
He makes his way to his desk, which is directly in front of you. Your medical records are clearly visible from where you are sitting. You watch him take a seat and lean back slowly on his plush office chair, facing your way.
“So, you have your colonoscopy in a few weeks, correct?” Your doctor asks.
“Yes, sir.” You swallow. You couldn’t help but feel a little anxious every time the procedure was brought up by any of your physicians. Although colonoscopies are strictly for medical and precautionary purposes, it sounded quite invasive. You had never had your body be examined in that way before (whether it was for medical or sexual purposes…). You couldn’t stomach the idea of your ass being bare in front of your doctor, and allowing them to stick a tube and camera up your butt.
“I see here that you haven’t had one before. Did your last doctor let you know the details of the procedure during your visit?”
You nod. Your previous doctor had briefly gone over the details, but scheduled another appointment for today to go over the entire exam and how to prepare during the days leading up to it. You twiddle your fingers and softly kick your legs against the table as you listen to your doctor click on his computer.
He softly hums. “I have a document for you detailing the proper diet needed to undergo this exam.” You watch as he reaches over towards the other end of his table, shuffling through files and folders until he slips out a pamphlet. He hands it to you and you observe.
You carefully skim through the instructed diet: No taking vitamins or supplements three days prior to your procedure… No solid foods a day before and day of the procedure… drink only clear liquid… take provided laxatives…
It sounded quite intense. You weren’t aware that a colonoscopy could require such a strict diet. But in all honesty, the food you would be eating was the least of your concerns about this exam.
Your doctors had never given you a bad or traumatic experience growing up. Honestly, you really do appreciate their professional demeanors and their dedication to work in such a labor intensive field. Yet, you still had doubts surrounding surgeries and exams. The idea that your life, and perhaps your dignity, was in the hands of your doctor was frightening. It felt odd to be in such a vulnerable position in front of someone who was practically a stranger, even if their intention was just to provide aid. Even dressing up in the flimsy and oftentimes revealing patient gowns felt humiliating enough.
“Do you have any questions?” Doctor Han’s voice interrupts your thoughts.
“Ah, no sir.” You shake your head, trying to offer a smile.
“Good. It’s very important that you follow this diet, otherwise we may not be able to perform the exam…” He trails off. You start considering whether you should just not follow the diet so that you wouldn’t have to go through with this.
“Aside from dietary preparation…” He coughs, “it is recommended that we also move forward with physical preparation.”
You tilt your head, curious.
“As you may have heard already, this procedure involves inserting a camera up your rectum in order to examine your large intestine-"
You wince just from hearing his words. You can’t possibly imagine yourself being in that position: your ass on display while your cheeks are spread to reveal your tight hole, while the doctor assaults your entrance and fucks your butt-
Well, that was an exaggerated version of what you imagined the procedure to be. Still, it would be just as embarrassing.
“-some patients have a difficult time inserting the camera, so we like to examine the patient before the procedure to see if the body has these capabilities.”
“Ah…” You nod slowly, trying to understand, but your face is hot. You truly do not want to listen about anything related to the procedure for any longer. Your mind can’t help but linger on the implications of your doctor’s words. Was he going to examine you now?
“So today, I am hoping that we can get this physical examination done. We have a great timeline between today and your procedure, which means that we can make adjustments and prepare until the day of your exam if needed.”
“What does that entail…?”
“If we find that your rectum cannot accommodate the size of the camera, you will have to begin using anal plugs to train yourself to handle larger-”
“What!?” You interrupt. “Anal plugs?” Was this a sex doctor? You couldn’t come up with any reason why that would be necessary for a medical procedure.
“Yes, anal plugs. We will send you home with plugs of varying diameters to use daily until you can accommodate the size of the camera we will be using for the exam. This way, you will be properly stretched, and the procedure will be much less painful.”
Doctor Han smiles at you, but you can’t meet his eyes. This was the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever been told to do. Do you really have to stuff yourself back there everyday just for an exam? And did your doctor have to make it sound so lewd?
“I-Is the camera really that big…” You stammer. Doctor Han nods.
“Yes. Unfortunately, we’ve made our colonoscopy cameras bigger recently. Our technicians find that it makes it easier to examine the patient. This is why we are requiring that every patient undergo a physical exam.”
You gulp. Your body feels tense. Not an ounce of you wanted to be examined today. You were hoping that you wouldn’t have to be exposed until the day of your procedure, giving you enough time to get over your anxiety. This was far too soon.
“So are we doing the examination at this moment?” You ask nervously. You pray that the answer is no, but you already know.
“Yes. I will be analyzing the looseness and size of your rectum, as well as the strength. I want to do a thorough preparation so that the exam will be easier for you. Colonoscopies are often nerve-wracking for many patients, so this helps them get a better picture of what the actual exam may entail physically.”
You slowly take in his words. You realize that this was probably a better option than going into the actual exam blind. Maybe this would help you feel less embarrassed during your colonoscopy.
“Good.” Your doctor nods approvingly. “Remember, I’m doing this purely to prepare you. No need to be nervous.”
His words are a bit reassuring. At least your doctor can sympathize with how worried you feel at the moment. You take in deep breaths, trying to calm yourself down. He’s a doctor, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. Everything is purely professional-
“Alright, when you are ready go ahead and lie down on your stomach for me.”
Okay, so this was really happening… You shyly turn around, and you’re suddenly reminded that your gown is open in the back. As you shift on top of the exam bed, the slit becomes wider, revealing more of your underthings.
Please don’t be looking… You pray. You crinkle the paper a bit as you finally get into the position. You feel the leather of the exam table immediately cool your skin. You awkwardly try to pull the gown over your butt again, trying to shield your underwear, but most of it is caught underneath you. You don’t want to make any more movements than are necessary at risk of exposing more of your body. You know that your doctor will be seeing a lot more than just your panties, but you want to keep your modesty for this moment at least.
You hear Doctor Han in the corner of the room, tugging on what sounded to be latex gloves. You hear the sharp snap! of the band against his wrist.
You can feel yourself tense as you hear him walk back towards you again. You try not to imagine or think about what you might look like from his perspective. Your thin, dainty underwear covering your plump bottom, and the underside of your butt peaking out. You want to die.
Suddenly, you feel Doctor Han’s cool hands brush over your back as he swiftly unties the gown. He then moves it out of the way so that your backside is perfectly in his view. You shiver as the cool air hits your back. There was no way of shielding yourself now.
You then feel a tug at the hem of your panties. You stiffen up again. You desperately want to grab his hands and prevent him from sliding them down, but you know you are in no position to do that. Be mature, you remind yourself. It’s a physical examination.
Doctor Han quickly pulls your panties down until they’re resting right under your butt. For some reason, you felt more exposed than if he had just pulled your panties down entirely. It’s like they were teasing you. Showing you that you could easily pull them back up since they weren’t off completely, but you have to submit to him for this exam. As if this wasn’t a real procedure and he just wanted to embarrass you.
You can feel your mound against the parchment paper. You can also feel Doctor Han’s eyes strictly on your ass, completely on display for him, like you were his little doll.
You feel as he reaches for your thighs, and gently parts them until your legs are dangling on either side of the table. You try to protest or resist it, but your doctor doesn’t comply. Your intimates are now completely open for access.
You lay there like that for a moment, spread and bare. How embarrassing to be in a position like this. You probably look like you belong in a porn video in your doctor’s eyes, not an appointment.
You hear the familiar hum escape between his lips, and then gloved hands begin to grope your butt. He gently squeezes them, so softly and professionally that you don’t even know if it can be considered a squeeze. Each of his hands grab onto each cheeks, slowly massaging them in circles.
You feel like this is a humiliation ritual. You bury your face deeper into the exam bed, as if that would help you dissolve into the leather and disappear so you wouldn’t have to do this any more. He keeps massaging your ass, tugging the latex against your skin. His movements almost feel skillful.
He begins to knead your cheeks side-to-side, gently pulling them apart until he can catch a glimpse of your hole. You realize that he has been doing this massage to try and ease you into things instead of immediately stuffing your hole. You’re a little grateful for his courtesy…
He begins to spread them farther apart, and now you can clearly feel the cool air against your anus. You shudder. Your rim is on clear display. You hate how you can feel your own hole flutter and twitch in his view, clenching onto nothing. You know that he can see it. If someone else were to see you like this, they would definitely assume that you wanted your butt to be fucked. It was obvious.
“You do seem to be a little tight…” Doctor Han comments, but he doesn't go to touch yet. Honestly, you hate it more when he’s just staring at your embarrassing state than just continuing the procedure.
“Mhmm…” You nod against the bed. You don’t want to converse with him right now.
Doctor Han suddenly lets go of your cheeks, but lets them slap against each other when he does. You can literally hear your own cheeks clap when they make contact.
“Wah-!” Your face burns. You fumble to bring your hands to your own butt, trying to hold your cheeks in place so that they don’t recoil. You’re sure that Doctor Han still saw most of the movement…
You can hear him chuckle, making you even redder. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.”
His voice sounds sincere, but you can tell there is a smirk behind it. You hate everything about this situation. How you’re just letting him humiliate you and fondle you.
He goes back to his cabinets to find a bottle of medical grade lube. You hear the top come off with a satisfying pop, and the slick sound of the contents being rubbed onto his gloves. Your heart beats faster. You know what the next part of this examination would be.
“Now, I will start checking your tightness and the strength of your rectum…” You hear him approach you again and observe your butt. “I will need a clear view of your anus again. You will need to help expose yourself so that I can continue.”
You blink. “D-Do you want me to spread…?” You don’t even want to say the full thing. It sounds too sensual to say in a doctor’s office.
“Yes, if you could.”
You really, really don’t want to. You don’t want to be spreading yourself. You feel like a prostitute. How could you do such a thing in an office?
“Or, if you get on your hands and knees, you will naturally spread-”
“-Okay fine.” You say abruptly. You didn’t mean to sound so harsh, but there was no way in hell you were getting on all fours. As the procedure continues, it begins to feel less and less appropriate. Both you and your doctor seem to be losing formalities.
You hesitantly reach over to grab your butt. You hold your breath as you tug your cheeks apart, revealing your fluttering hole again. You would never catch yourself doing such a thing in any other circumstance. It felt so gross and perverted to be doing this.
“Thank you.” Doctor Han hums again in approval. You brace yourself as you feel his slick finger graze your entrance. He slowly circles around it, tugging the rim and peering into your opening. You lay there, parting your own butt as your doctor probes at your hole.
“This may feel a little uncomfortable.” Doctor Han warns before slowly pushing his finger pad into the entrance of your hole.
You gasp from the sensation. He’s pulsing his finger in and out, just at the entrance, loosening you up (although it felt more like teasing…). You can hear the squelch sounds coming from your ass. It’s embarrassing.
“Good, you seem to be taking it well so far…” You groan at his praise. Why were you making so much noise, and why was he talking like that? “You can let go now, I’m already inside.”
You gently let go of your butt, and instead use your hands to press against your lips so that you wouldn’t make any more sounds.
You feel him begin to push deeper, and his second knuckle goes through.
“Nghh…” you moan. You turn red at the sound of your own voice.
“Ah, don’t be embarrassed. It is normal to be aroused. Nothing to be ashamed of.”
You want to punch him. You hate how he assumes that you feel good (even though you do a little). He’s making it sound like you're a slut who likes to get off at her own doctor appointments. A girl who likes her butt to be fondled and groped by her doctor. A girl who likes her butt being fucked…
You try to compose yourself, but Doctor Han continues. He finally pushes the entire length of his finger inside, filling you nicely. However, he stops moving, leaving his finger stuck between your round ass, and you can’t help but squirm from the absence of movement.
“Doctor…” you whine. You subconsciously spread your legs a bit wider.
“Relax, I’m taking notes.” You look over your shoulder to see that he’s doing just that. He’s scribbling on his record paper while his other hand is still inside your butt, refusing to move. It’s incredibly rude.
At this point, you don’t know if you want him to stop or keep going. It feels good, although you would never admit it. What kind of a girl would like doing anal play this much? You think this exam has awakened something in you that you don’t want to confront.
Still, you try to thrust yourself onto his fingers. You do it without even thinking about what it would look like to your doctor, who was just trying to perform a physical exam. You try your best to do it as discreetly as possible, but it catches his attention almost immediately.
“Hm?” He turns to look at you pushing your butt against his finger.
“S-sorry…” You stammer, your face turning flushed again. What the hell was wrong with you? Is this really how you act in front of your doctor?
“No, it’s my fault. Apologies…” He smiles warmly before resuming. He gently pushes his finger in and out of you, fucking you slowly. You moan again. He is still continuing to write down his notes as he touches you, which looks bizarre.
You eventually close your eyes and let yourself relax. It’ll be over in a minute, you reassure yourself.
A knock on the door makes you jolt up onto your elbows. You whip your head towards the door.
“Come in.” Doctor Han answers.
“W-wait-!” You squeal. You panic. Your legs immediately press back together again. You can hear the door creak open, and you try grabbing your gown to cover yourself. You try to push Doctor Han’s finger out of you, or tell him to stop before someone sees, but it’s too late.
You watch as another doctor swings the door open. A bit too open. You can see the hallway and other staff outside. Your eyes widen. They could steal a glance at you if they wanted. They could’ve seen your butt on full display.
“Hello Doctor Han. Sorry for interrupting.” You watch as the other doctor smiles. He even has the nerve to look at you. You blush furiously and bury your head back into the bed, shielding yourself from the humiliation of being walked in on. Why was Doctor Han not stopping him?
“No problem, do you need anything?” He asks casually, as if he wasn’t in the middle of fingering your butt. You try to clench your butt to get him to stop, but he only pushes further, and begins swirling his finger in your hole, stretching you out.
You bite back a moan as your eyes lull to the back of your head. Oh my god.
“Yes. Do you remember what medication your last patient was described during her check up? I asked Lucia, but-”
You are in awe at how they’re casually having a conversation while you’re being fucked. You want to hide and cover yourself, but you know there’s no way under Doctor Han’s grasp. Your butt is still available to ogle at. You pray that none of them are looking at you, or paying you any mind. You look over your shoulder to see the exact opposite happening. Both doctors are looking intently at your hole as they talk.
You’re so embarrassed. You try shutting your legs together tighter, only for your doctor to give a small tut before gently parting them again and keeping them on the edges of the table. It’s like he wants you to be humiliated.
You suddenly feel another wet finger snake its way into your hole. You panic and try to squirm away before the intrusion. You can’t keep letting your doctor finger you in front of someone else.
“Taylor, pull one of her cheeks apart. She might be too tight…”
“Wait, no!” You yelp. You didn’t want the doctor touching you, let alone spreading you. You didn’t even want him in the room. You can’t handle the shame.
However, no one listens to you. They were probably enjoying your frazzled state. You feel an unfamiliar hand gently grab your right cheek, and tug it outwards. You feel your hole open up, which your doctor takes advantage of by slipping his index finger in.
Just like last time, he starts by pulsing at your entrance, making sure you can handle his two fingers. You moan. In front of both doctors. Doctor Taylor’s hand lets go of your cheek, and it recoils. You feel too weak to do anything besides let the two gentlemen watch your ass ripple. You know they’re enjoying it. Too much. He instead places his hand firmly on your lower back, making you arch your back more and push your butt out higher. It takes everything in you not to fight back and yell at them both.
“-Christina’s files are still being edited. I hadn’t printed them out yet. But I can probably give you a copy of her old ones.”
“I guess that could work. I think that she might’ve also-”
The two doctors continue talking normally. The sounds of their voices go in one ear and out the other. Your mind is too occupied with your backdoor. Doctor Han has stopped pulsing and is now swirling his fingers inside you again, hitting all your walls and filling you out.
You accept the fact that these two men are going to toy with you for as long as they need. You’re completely at their mercy. You decide to just shut your eyes again and just embrace the pleasure while it lasts. You let soft moans and whines slip out on accident every time you feel a finger go in a little deeper. Even Doctor Taylor has started gently massaging your right cheek while Doctor Han teases your hole. You take deep breaths to try and relax yourself. Let yourself get played with. It’s not like you didn’t find it at least a little pleasurable. You had definitely been growing wet since the exam had started. The parchment was probably drenched by now.
“-Hey. Hey, can you hear me?”
You blink and realize that you were dissociating from the pleasure. They had been calling you this whole time.
“Sorry?”
“I said clench on my finger. I need to check the strength of your walls.”
Clenching your ass would right now probably be a mortifying sight to see. But you know you can’t argue or protest. You try clenching your cheeks on Doctor Han's finger.
“Harder.”
You whine. It was already hard enough since you were so sensitive and weak, but you obeyed. You clench harder this time.
“Are you doing it?”
“Y-yes…” You blush.
“I don’t feel it. Try again.”
You listen to him and try squeezing. You hear a sound of disapproval
“Taylor, can you grab some gloves?”
Your eyes widen. You don’t have the courage to ask what is going to happen next. You shudder as you hear Doctor Taylor snap on his own gloves and apply a generous amount of lube. The seconds feel so long and you’re dying in anticipation. Doctor Han’s finger is still stuck inside you, motionless, making you even more irritable.
Finally, you can hear the other doctor come back. Doctor Han clears his throat.
“We think there might be a touch sensitivity issue. You might be clenching your vaginal walls instead of your anus. We have to double check to see if that is the case.”
You nod. “Okay…”
“Get on just your knees and keep your butt up for us, please.” Doctor Han instructs. Your whole body turns red at his words. What kind of position was that!?
Doctor Taylor can sense your hesitancy. “We need access to both your vagina and anus.” He explains. You sigh, and slowly shift your body to get up, trying to hide your own shame.
Doctor Taylor is not pleased with your pace, and takes it upon himself to help fix you into the position. He first tugs off your panties and places them somewhere safe. He gently reaches under you to grab your waist and hoist you up. You come to the horrifying realization that the parchment paper has traveled up with you, stuck to your sticky pussy. You scramble to get it off, mortified. Your face is glowing crimson. The part of the parchment that was closest to your mound was completely drenched in your slick.
You look in horror at the wet patch on the table. You could’ve tried to hide the fact that you were aroused earlier, but now there was no way. Both doctors could tell you were horny and dripping.
You want to cry.
Doctor Taylor positions you so that your knees and elbows are still on the table, sinking into the leather. He pushes firmly on your back again to force you to arch, causing your ass to be pushed out and fully displayed. He then reaches between your legs and gently parts them so that you’re nice and spread.
“Good. Now Doctor Taylor will examine your vaginal walls to see your strength there.”
You whimper, not wanting to do this. “Doctor, I really- I really can’t…”
“Everything okay?” Doctor Taylor speaks, leaning close to you to see how you are doing.
“It-It’s too embarrassing…” you cry. You don’t want to be judged while you are all vulnerable and exposed like this. You don’t want the doctors to think you are just a horny slut who’s going to be aroused during her colonoscopy. You can hear Doctor Han coo at you.
“Hey, it’s alright. Don’t be shy. However you want to react is completely normal. We don’t expect you to be completely silent or motionless during this, okay?” Doctor Han gently caresses your back. Your heart starts beating at a relatively normal pace again. You relax at his words, but you still feel hesitant to move forward.
Doctor Taylor adjusts himself next to your other doctor so that he has a good view of your pussy. “Relax.” You compose yourself as Doctor Taylor’s hand nears your cunt. He gently puts a finger in between your sticky, wet folds. You shiver. He finds your hole and immediately sticks his finger up without warning.
“Wah~!” You moan. He fits his entire index finger in one go. Both your holes are now filled and used.
Neither of them are moving.
“Alright, clench again.”
You forgot that was originally the goal, and they weren’t just here to play with your pussy. Your muscles feel weak everywhere, so you can only clench so hard.
“That’s your vagina. Clench your ass.” Doctor Taylor corrects. You whine and try again.
“No.” He says again.
“Up here.” Doctor Han gently pats your butt. You resist the urge to roll your eyes. You’re not a child, why was he directing you like one. You try clenching onto your butt again.
“Up.” Doctor Taylor speaks harshly. You let out a small cry and try again.
You don’t have time to hear critiques before a harsh smack reaches your ass, dusting it a bright shade of red.
Your eyes widen and heat rushes to your face. You just got spanked by a doctor. Tears pour in your eyes, both from humiliation and pain. Was this a punishment? Did they think you were being disobedient? You feel like a little girl being disciplined. You felt deeply ashamed of yourself. You whimper softly against the table.
“Taylor.” Doctor Han scolds.
“Sorry, sorry. I’m just trying to make you more sensitive so you can feel where we need you to clench. It helps with your sense of movement so it doesn’t feel numb. I apologize for not warning you.”
You don’t accept his apology. You still feel humiliated, but he wasn’t lying. You could feel your backside much clearer now and the muscles there. You try and clench again, and Doctor Han finally hums in approval.
“Good, good. Few more.” You try a few more times, trying not to overwork your muscles and become desensitized from the feeling. He occasionally asks you to switch areas where you are clenching so each part can stay sensitive.
“Try here again.” Doctor Taylor speaks. You clench onto your pussy and feel his finger stuffed inside you. He tells you to continue, and you do. You feel so filled every time you squeeze against his finger. Your tight walls feel so good. You close your eyes and rest your face against the bed.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart. We need you to stay still.”
You realize that you had dozed off and had been involuntarily grinding yourself on your Doctor’s finger.
“Oh my god, sorry…” You want to die. Were you really that desperate that you tried using your doctor’s finger to pleasure yourself in an exam? You begin profusely apologizing, drowning in shame. Your cheeks were beet red.
“It’s okay, It’s okay. No worries.” Doctor Han smiles, even though you can’t see him. But you can hear it in his voice. Doctor Taylor decides to keep his other hand on your waist to keep you from moving. You didn’t realize until now how much you had been moving. It was nearly impossible to not try to move anyone’s finger inside you. How could you deal with that? You begin to whine like an animal in heat.
“Clench here again and then we’ll take care of you.” Doctor Han gently twitches his finger in your butthole, making you whine again. You try calming yourself and getting through the last few reps.
“All done. Good job.” Doctor Han finally pulls his finger out of your ass. You gasp at the loss of contact. You don’t know how long he had his finger in there. Doctor Taylor slowly pulls out of you as you drip on his finger. You whimper. You’re completely empty and wet now. And helpless. They had fucked you for god knows how long and you weren’t able to cum.
It’s a stupid thing to be upset about. You’re not supposed to cum at a doctor’s office anyways. You’re not even supposed to want to cum. This was a physical examination, not for your pleasure.
Your limbs are weak. They feel like jelly when you try to move. The bed is drenched in your own fluids. You feel sticky and wet and gross. You can’t help but cry. In front of your two doctors who were just supposed to be doing an exam on you. You shouldn’t be upset about not feeling good. That wasn’t the point of the exam.
“Get into a more comfortable position and I’ll help you, okay?” Doctor Taylor places a gentle hand on your thigh. You look up at him.
“Huh?”
“Are you okay leaving like this? Or do you need to orgasm?”
You stutter. Doctor Han is already cleaning up and washing his hands. Doctor Taylor looks down at you, waiting for your response. Except you don’t exactly know what to say. Is it okay to want to orgasm in a doctor’s office? Doesn’t that make you look weird? Although you desperately wanted to be touched again, you feel like it’s wrong to ask for it. You hated how you were behaving right now.
“Lie down on your back.” He guides you towards the top of the bed, where the table is slightly raised. He helps you rest your head there and adjust yourself so that you are comfortable. He gently parts your leg to see your weeping pussy still drenched from earlier.
“Relax, okay? I’ll help.”
You look up at him helplessly. It still feels wrong. You felt dizzy and used and sore, but if you didn’t orgasm right now you would die.
“Do you want to just touch yourself? We can give you privacy.” Doctor Taylor asks.
“No…” You shake your head.
“Do you want me to do it?”
You nod shyly.
Doctor Taylor comes to your side so that your pussy is visible. He brings his gloved finger to the same place where it was just a minute ago. Your breath hitches as he slowly, almost painfully slowly, pushes his index finger inside your hole. You whine. You want him to move.
“Alright, alright…” He carefully starts pushing in and out of your hole. You gasp. It felt so relieving to be touched like this. After all the torture and humiliation you had been through. To be fair, you still felt a little embarrassed now asking your doctor to help you finish, but you didn’t care.
“Doctor…” You cry.
“Release whenever you’re ready. Don’t wait for me to tell you.”
You do so right then and there.
Taylor pulls his fingers out, and you watch your cum pool onto the table. Your chest heaves as you try to catch your breath. You slowly close your legs together, and feel your cold and sticky thighs rub against one another. You realize that your gown has ripped, and you were only wearing a portion of it along with just your bra.
Doctor Taylor goes to clean himself off. Doctor Han comes over and takes the rest of your gown off without warning, leaving you in just your bra.
“Hey” you whine.
“We have to clean you up. Spread your legs for me again.”
You shyly do so. This is the most exposed you had been today, since your gown was now off. It was odd to have two men in the room fully clothed, while you looked like you just got fucked senseless. Doctor Han grabs a kleenex and carefully cleans your intimates, careful not to press too hard on your sensitive pussy. He then rips the parchment over the table and cleans it off. You watch him wipe off your slick and cum off the leather. You still felt a little ashamed.
“Alright, before you go…” Doctor Han hands you a white box. “There are your butt plugs.”
Ah. You forgot about that.
“I’ll insert one in for you now, and then you can leave with it in. Everyday two days I want you to go up one size. Keep it on for only two or three hours at a time. Don’t be embarrassed to ask a friend or partner for help.”
You nod hesitantly.
“Okay, are you able to get up? I’ll show you how to insert it.”
You slowly get off the bed. Your legs still feel a bit weak. You are still completely naked from your bra down. Even though you’ve basically been naked this whole time, you still haven’t grown over the embarrassment.
“Alright. When you are on your own you have to bend over. Go ahead and touch your toes.”
You blush. You look over at Doctor Taylor, who is now also staring at you, waiting for you to bend over.
“Can I just do this at home?”
“No. I need to make sure you know how.”
You sigh. You swallow your pride and bend over for the two men, leaving your bare ass on display again.
“Alright, here’s the first size. This is the smallest. Start here and work your way up.” Doctor Han hands you the first butt plug. It’s small, but it is still much larger and girthier than Doctor Han’s fingers. You worry that it won’t fit.
“You will probably feel a good stretch, but that’s normal. That is the point of these.” Doctor Han smiles, but you obviously don’t reciprocate.
“When you are by yourself, you have to spread just one cheek. Go ahead.”
You do just that, while your ears turn pink. You thought the humiliation would be over after you cleaned up, but you were wrong. Your anus is now visible again to both of the doctors.
“Good. Now press the tip at your hole. You can use your fingers to find it.”
You use the toy and try prodding it along your crack, trying to find your entrance. You poke yourself at your rim and gasp.
“Now push it in. I already put lube on it.”
You try your best to push it through, but it's quite big. There’s a big bulge at the start before it slims out. You try pushing the bulge in, but it doesn’t budge.
Without warning, Doctor Han grabs the hand holding your plug and pushes it firmly inside.
“Ngh~! D-Doctor~.” You moan loudly. You didn’t expect yourself to sound so lewd. Dr. Han continues to push the plug in while you sputter nonsense.
“All done. Stand up.”
You do it slowly. You thought Doctor Han’s fingers stuffed you well, but this was much more. It seemed like your walls were going to burst.
“T-This is the smallest size?” You can’t even talk properly from the pressure.
“Yes. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it. The colonoscopy camera is much bigger than this. You just have to do it frequently, remember that.”
You nod.
“Does it feel good?”
You blush, not wanting to respond. Why does he have to know that? You notice Doctor Taylor walk up behind you. He reaches for your plug and nudges it, moving it inside you.
“H-Hey! Stop~mngh~” You moan. You’ll probably cum again if he keeps doing this to you. Doctor Han doesn’t stop him.
“W-Why do you need to know that?” You mumble as you feel your walls be stretched again.
“I’m just curious, is all.” Doctor Han smirks. Your eyes narrow at him. Doctor Taylor starts jerking the plug in and out of you, causing you to moan.
“I-I-“ You struggle to respond from the sensation. You can feel yourself involuntarily push your butt out for Doctor Taylor so that he has better access. You hated how easily your body submitted to them.
“Does it feel good?” He repeats.
You bow your head down shamefully. “Y-yes Doctor…”
Doctor Han smiles. “Alright. We’ll let you go in a second. Just sit here and rest until we get your paper work.”
You nod, and slowly make your way to the chair. As soon as you sit down, the plug places more pressure inside your hole, making you whimper.
“Feels good, huh?” Doctor Taylor smirks. You frown. If you weren’t in pain, you would go and punch him.
“You have to wear that in public, too. On your way home. Remember not to make any sound.” He chuckles, and you start fuming. The plug continues teasing and hitting your walls as you adjust in your seat. You keep your lips shut to not let any noises escape. The thought of being in public and moaning from your plug makes your face turn red. It’s too much.
You can’t wait.