*This is a fictional story with fictional characters, all of whom are above the age of 18*
The doctor's office always made me quite nervous as a child, so, needless to say, I was a trembling wreck the whole morning before my first ever full adult physical which included a gynecological and a mammary exam. I still wasn't even completely sure why I needed an exam, I've had nothing unusual to report regarding my health! Nonetheless, the exam is recommended for young adults to maintain a healthy body, and since I just recently turned 18, I guess I meet the criteria.
I continued to ruminate about all the possibly embarrassing things that could happen during my exam as I sat in the waiting room filling out the check in sheet. What if they find something wrong with me? What if they need a second opinion and there are multiple doctors looking at my most private area? What if...? And the questionnaire didn't help my anxiety: "have you participated in sexual activity in the last month?" No, in fact I'm still a virgin ... is that bad, will that screw up the exam??? I asked myself with paranoia. "Have you noticed any unusual vaginal discharge in the last 6 months?" No, at least I don't think, how would I know??? "Do you perform periodic self-examinations of your breasts?" No, was I supposed to do that?!... Finally I had finished filling out the sheet, so I walked up to the front desk and handed it to the nurse. She thanked me and I walked back to my seat where I brushed my long blonde hair behind my shoulder so I could look around to see who else was waiting with me. A few other women were there; one was pregnant, probably in her late twenties, another looked to be about 35-40, and finally there was someone else that appeared to be about my age. Although I'm not lesbian or bi or anything, I did find this girl quite attractive for some reason. There was something about her long, slightly curly, light brown hair which matched her hazel colored eyes. My own light blue eyes provided the perfect contrast. Her breasts were slightly bigger than my own c-cups, which I am quite proud of by the way, and the rest of her body was athletic. It was clear she worked out consistently because of her toned thighs and her outfit (spandex shorts and a sports bra with a hydro flask on the ground next to her)... a very similar physique to my own!
"Oh shit," I thought as she turned her head and looked at me. "Now she definitely thinks I'm a creep or something for staring at her" I decided as I brushed an imaginary crumb off my gray leggings in order to look like I was doing something. I also fixed my top, which was awkwardly pressing against my boobs at the moment anyway. I subconsciously hoped this gorgeous stranger from across the room noticed my flat stomach and thin waist as it was visible just below the hem of my tank top, which was actually more of a crop top.
"Adi Klaus, the doctor is ready for you," I heard my name called from across the room, and nervously stood up to follow the nurse into the back where all of the exam rooms were.
"How are you doin today sweetie?" The nurse asked warmly. According to the name tag her name was Ariana. She seemed nice enough.
"Good," was my shy response as I was led into an exam room. My palms began to sweat as soon as I saw all of the equipment in the room: the exam table which I was soon to be exposed on, the latex gloves on the counter which would soon be used to examine my body, and the tool which would be used to visualize inside of my vagina (I soon learned this was called a speculum) was visible in an open drawer for a moment before the nurse closed it.
"No need to worry dear, Dr. Jacobs, or Dr. J as most of his patients call him, is super nice... and gentle!" The nurse reassured me after probably seeing how anxious I was.
"Thank you" I said in a quiet voice.
"Well let's get started shall we! Come over here and step on the scale for me Adi," the nurse directed. I proceeded to weigh in at 110 pounds and my height was recorded at 5'4". She then took my blood pressure, temperature, and heart rate... all of which were slightly elevated due to my temporary anxiety. With that the nurse directed me to change into the provided examination gown as she left the room and stated that Dr. J would be here in just a few minutes.
I followed the nurses instructions and stripped off all of my clothes, all the way down to my bare skin per the nurses request. As I pulled down my white, lace-trimmed panties, I noticed a wet spot right in the middle which caught me completely off-guard. Had I actually become aroused by thinking about my body being examined for the last hour?! I reached down to touch my pussy and verify, then brought my fingers back up and, sure enough, they were covered in my wetness... I was soaked! My conscious arousal led to my anxiety level elevating as I thought about how awkward the exam would be whilst my vagina was gushing fluids. Nevertheless, I put the gown on over my naked body, sat on the exam table, and waited for what seemed like hours for Dr. J.
"Knock, knock"
"Come in"
Dr. J entered the room and I was shocked. If my pussy wasn't wet before, it definitely was now. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. He looked to be about 30, which is pretty young for a doctor all things considered. Instantly, I was drawn to his hazel eyes, which were almost exactly the same color as the girl from the waiting room... His hair was even the same light brown color as the mystery girl, though obviously much shorter. My eyes traveled down to his jawline which was a perfect accentuation of what I could tell was a muscular body beneath the lab coat...
"I take that as a yes?" I heard him say.
"What" I responded awkwardly, I was so lost in my fantasy world while looking at his body that I hadn't heard what he asked.
"Is this your first time at our office?"
"Oh, yes, yes it is sorry."
"Great! Well, I'm Dr. Jacobs and I'll be taking care of you today." He said in the most casual and comfortable way possible. I couldn't tell if I was less nervous because of how nice he seemed, or more nervous because of how hot he was!
He started by asking all of the normal questions: Do you have any allergies? Have you been admitted to a hospital or urgent care recently? Any family history of cancer or other illnesses? I responded to these with confidence because they were all questions that had been asked during my annual childhood physicals. Dr. J then proceeded to wash his hands in the sink and ask if he could begin the exam.
"Of course," I said.
He instructed me to sit up straight at the edge of the exam table, removed his stethoscope from around his neck, then pressed its' cold diaphragm against my back.
"Take a couple deep breaths for me," Dr. J instructed. He, much like the nurse, must've noticed that I was trembling and nervous because he reassured me that there was nothing to worry about. He then moved to auscultate the front side of my heart and lungs. The still-cold stethoscope combined with his warm hand placed on the edge of my breast made my nipples perk up. I could see them poking through the thin material, and just hoped Dr. J didn't notice.
"Slide just a little bit forward for me, I'm going to perform your patella tendon reflex test now," the doctor instructed.
