Author's note: This story is a work of fiction with fictitious names, characters, places, and events. Any resemblance to actual persons or actual events, is purely coincidental.
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Robin was very intelligent, but college life was not for her. Her grades were excellent in the first semester, but she dropped out before the end of the following semester. Robin's ability to articulate ideas and make convincing arguments was great, but she needed excitement and adventure.
Robin was a very tall 20-year-old African American, with long black hair, dark brown eyes and incredibly attractive. She was very athletic and in excellent shape. Robin loved to work out with weights and run long distances. Every contour of her long strong legs and shapely ass was a perfect match to her sultry face.
Robin's best friend, Lorna, told her about a training camp specifically for young women. The training was performed by an elite private organization, and a few select graduates were chosen for special military operations. Robin's parents agreed to pay the fee, if she was accepted.
Robin was very excited that she had an appointment at FUC (Female Ultimate Camp) for an all-day interview, which consisted of a medical exam, a series of physical tests, and an oral session. She already completed an on-line application and answered several psychological questionnaires.
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Sandy was the majority owner of FUC. She served in a special unit of the Marine Core for twelve years. She was 39 years old, and in perfect physical condition. She started FUC nine years ago, and several special sections of the military had recruited dozens of graduates from FUC.
Sandy loved her job of preparing women for action. She and her partner hired staff members for preparing meals and other facility related duties.
There was a limit of eight cadets. Their graduation was solely dependent on Sandy's evaluation. Some did not make the very challenging three-month course.
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Robin's big day at FUC finally arrived. She drove an hour on the highway and another thirty minutes on several rural roads to reach a small dirt road that led to FUC. The property had no signs. There was an address posted at the security gate, and several security cameras with motion detectors that swiveled to any movement. Robin entered the code at the keypad, and the gate opened.
A short path led her to a large two-story structure. Robin entered a small waiting area, with a single chair. There was a doorbell next to a secure door. Robin rang the bell and waited.
Five minutes later, a woman opened the door, and said, "Robin, you are right on time. Very good. I'm Dr. Wilson, and I'll be giving you an examination along with some physical exercises."
Robin looked puzzled, and said, "I have an appointment with Sandy. Is she..."
Dr. Wilson abruptly interrupted and said, "The procedures are with me first. Please follow me."
Robin followed her inside. The room had a medical exam area and a small gym. There was a counter with medical equipment and supplies. Next to the counter, was a padded exam table and a scale. Most of the room was filled with free-weights, a bench press, and pads on the floor.
Dr. Wilson was 40 years old, medium height, and blond hair in a bun. She wore a white lab coat, white pants, and white sneakers. She was slender and attractive but did not smile. She was born, raised and educated in New Zealand and moved to the United States fifteen years ago.
"Please remove all of your clothes, and get on the scale," said Dr. Wilson while looking at her laptop.
Robin was a little startled with the command, but knew she had to take a physical. She took off her shoes, socks, shirt and pants, and got on the scale.
"Everything comes off."
Robin took off her bra and panties. She looked like a model with her dark, lean and tone body. Her breasts were firm and round. Her nipples were large and the color of dark chocolate. Her crotch was shaved smooth. Robin's ass was perfect with high sexy cheeks.
Robin knew that Dr. Wilson was enjoying the view.
"126 pounds. 5 foot 11 inches," said Dr. Wilson as she entered data. "Please lay on the table, face up, and put your feet in the stirrups," continued Dr. Wilson.
"Is this really necessary?" asked Robin with an annoying tone.
"It is if you want to proceed with the process. Do you want to leave?"
Robin did not reply and lay on the table with her legs spread wide in the stirrups.
"When was your last period?"
"Two weeks ago."
Dr. Wilson put her face a couple of inches from Robin's pussy and spread her inner lips. She took her time staring at her smooth pick snatch. She walked behind her head and then felt her boobs. She made a few notes on the computer.
Dr. Wilson asked Robin to sit up, and she examined her ears, eyes, and throat, and felt all around her back and abdomen. She took her temperature, blood pressure, and then asked a series of other questions, while recording Robin's answers.
"Okay, time to perform some physical exercises. Please stand on the pad with your legs apart and touch your ankles."
Robin huffed loudly but followed her commands. Her feet were shoulder length apart, and Robin was able to stretch down to the top of her ankles. Dr. Wilson spread her cheeks for a close-up of her starfish.
"Part your legs further apart," demanded the Doctor.
Robin spread further. It felt like her ass was going to rip apart. The Doctor rubbed her finger against her asshole, and asked, "Do you feel any pain?"
Robin gritted her teeth, and said, "I'm just fine."
Dr. Wilson said, "Time for some physical tests."
Robin performed bench presses, overhead presses, sit-ups, push-ups, pull-ups and more. The Doctor timed each event and recorded the results.
Over the next forty-five minutes Robin performed exceptionally well. Dr. Wilson gave her specific instructions, and Robin not only exceeded every expectation, but set several records.
"The last physical test is running. You can put on your socks and sneakers," said the Doctor.
"I'll be running naked?"
"Yes, follow me outside."
Dr. Wilson led her down a hallway, and then outside to a very large yard. Two women were sparing, others were doing exercise drills, and three were running the track. Robin was the only one naked, and all eyes were on her.
"Take four laps around the track, as fast as you can. On your mark, get set, go!"
Robin sprinted as fast as she could. Her long legs sped around the track so quickly, the other women stared in awe. Robin had perfect form, but her boobs shook violently. She endured the pain and the embarrassment of running naked.
Dr. Wilson shook her head in amazement but could not spit out a compliment.
"Go take a shower. There are clean towels in the cabinet by the stalls," the Doctor said as she pointed to the side yard.
Robin walked to the area, as the other women went back to their routine.
There were four fiberglass stalls with no top except the sky. Robin cleansed herself, dried-off and wrapped a towel around her aching body. She followed Dr. Wilson back to the room, got dressed, and was led to a large office.
Robin sat in front of a desk, impatiently waiting for ten minutes.
"Hi Robin, I'm Sandy. Sorry to keep you waiting, but I was being briefed by Dr. Wilson," said Sandy as she entered her office, shook Robin's hand, and sat down behind her desk.
Sandy was also medium height. She had short black hair, blue eyes, with very attractive facial features. She was wearing military style fatigues, so it was difficult to make out her figure.
"Nice to meet you as well. That was a very invasive examination and set of physical tests. Why did I need do everything naked?" asked Robin.
"The ability to follow orders in stressful and unpredictable circumstances is critical to a cadet's success in this program. I assure you that running and performing exercises naked is a minor nuisance in an actual military mission," replied Sandy in a stern tone. Her pretty facial features turned serious very quickly.
Robin just listened and respected her words of experience and knowledge.
After a moment of silence, Sandy said, "After reviewing all your data and very impressive physical test results, I will say that you are extremely well qualified for this program. Let me describe the most pertinent details, and then you will have an opportunity for questions."
Robin nodded.
Sandy gave a brief history of her military career, and the purpose of FUC. She described the three-month program in detail.
Sandy stressed the following points: "Each day starts at 5 am, with intense physical and mental training as well as complex classroom instruction. Everyone is in bed by 9 pm. All the women cadets live, eat, work, sleep, and do everything together as a team. But no one is allowed to ask or tell their personal history. Only first names are used at FUC. There are no visitors, and there are no in and out privileges. There are no phones, computers or any electronic devices allowed. These rules are for everyone's protection and security. Breaking any rule would mean immediate expulsion."
Sandy continued to talk for forty-five minutes. Robin was overwhelmed by the detail, but very glad that it was being disclosed.
"Do you have any questions?" asked Sandy.
"Assuming I successfully complete the program, how soon do the missions begin?"
"I have long-term relationships with several special military units. But I cannot guarantee how soon or how often you will be selected. I can state that there is a shortage of qualified special operations personnel, especially females. Trained women are in high demand for covert operations since they can blend-in more easily in certain situations. Missions can begin within days of graduation and can be anywhere in the world. If your next question is about pay, you will be highly compensated. As you have been informed, the missions can be very dangerous, and that is why we take this training program very seriously."
"What are the next steps?" asked Robin with enthusiasm.
"The next program begins in two weeks from Monday. The first day starts at 8 am. Be on time, and do not bring anything except the clothes on your back."
There was a pause, and Robin looked puzzled.
"Congratulations! You have been accepted to the FUC program," Sandy continued with excitement.
