This is the first part of Day 10. While this chapter does not have the same level of eroticism found in the previous four, it should provide the "legs" for deeper and more intriguing plot lines for this story as well as a couple other story concepts I'm fleshing out. I also hope it will clarify a few of the questions that have been asked about how the Dikbit operates.
Please enjoy Part 5 and, as always, your constructive comments are greatly appreciated and invaluable to this endeavor.
-VG
Day 10: Judgement Day
Wearing nothing but a paper hospital gown, Ian hopped onto the examining chair, facing what looked like a porn star playing the role of doctor. She appeared to be wearing nothing but a white lab coat, high heels and a badge that read "Prof. Adira Patel."
She was petite with skin the color of coffee with a splash of cream and, perched on an aquiline nose, sat a pair of square-rimmed glasses that highlighted her high cheekbones and intoxicating hazel eyes. Though she was likely to be in her late thirties, Ian couldn't help but stare at her gravity-defying cleavage that risked popping the top buttons of her coat.
Professor Patel cleared her throat, redirecting Ian's eyes from her tits to her less-than-pleased face. Consulting the tablet in her hands, she addressed Emma, who stood next to her in the cramped examination room.
"I see that the consent forms and waivers have yet to be filled out," said the professor, in an accent that Ian found an erotic blend of British and Hindi. "Your insurance company will need those to reimburse you, and the state requires that they be initialed and signed before I can do the calibration."
Emma scowled at Ian, "I emailed those to you last night. What have you been doing all morning?"
In truth, he vaguely remembered Emma telling him about the appointment before she left for work, and she had to zap him awake when she arrived to pick him up at noon. He needed the sleep to recover from last night's "incident" with Tina, Emma's best friend.
Tina had used him as her sexual play toy for hours and left him handcuffed to the bed. Even though Emma had actually set the whole thing up, Ian couldn't help but feel guilty--he came very close to cumming inside another woman and definitely would have, had Tina not interceded.
"Earth to Ian," Emma snapped as she shoved the tablet into Ian's hands. "Fill these out while I talk to Adira."
The forms were in microscopic print, and as Ian began tapping answers to the hundreds of standard "Yes/No" medical and insurance questions, he noted there were twenty more pages to go. It was also one of those frustrating forms that required you to check all the boxes before it would allow you to move from one page to the next.
Making matters worse, Ian was extremely horny. It had been over three weeks since he had a proper orgasm, and he had a difficult time holding his focus for more than a few minutes at a time. It certainly didn't help that Emma's and the professor's side boobs were squishing together as they conferred in hushed tones and giggles, causing all four boobs to bounce nicely.
Ian heard the crinkling of his paper gown rising as his erection created a tent in his lap. At its apex, a dark spot began to form as precum spread into the fabric. Ian desperately tried to hide it with the tablet and concentrate on the form, which for some reason, wouldn't advance to the next page.
He was on his fourth attempt to press the "Continue" button when he realized that both women were looking at him expectantly.
"Come on, Ian, hurry it up," chastised Emma. "I'm taking a long lunch for this and, since you can't drive, I still need to take you home."
The professor said, "Perhaps we should reschedule--"
"I'm sorry," interrupted Ian, "but this form is stuck."
The professor took the tablet, pressed something and handed it back. "Try it now."
Magically, the "Continue" button now worked and he was confronted with even finer print that was written in all-caps, legalize.
Emma sighed impatiently, "I need to get back to the club. I have a new employee, and--"
Emma stopped midsentence, eyes narrowed on Ian's boner, "You know what, Ian. Nevermind. Let's just go, and you can hold off cumming until we can schedule a new appointment."
"What? No. Wait! I'm sure I can blow through these forms in just a couple of minutes."
Ian frantically looked for every initial and signature box, ticking them as fast as they appeared. What he didn't notice was Emma and Adira exchanging glances and smirking, knowingly.
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After measuring Ian's height and weight and entering the information into her tablet, Professor Patel turned to Emma while pressing a few more buttons. "Emma, would you mind syncing your Dikbit app with me? It'll allow me to calibrate your husband's device and get his vitals."
Emma turned on her phone and, with a beep, a large monitor on a small desk lit up, displaying colorful graphs and numbers surrounded by a thick yellow border. The name, 'Ian Hill,' was displayed in block letters at the top of the screen.
"You can see that his blood pressure is slightly elevated," said Adira. "That's to be expected given his ES is showing yellow for fully erect." The women glanced at Ian's tent to confirm.
"His blood oxygen levels are good, but you should have him get more exercise and work on his diet as his BMI and resting heart rate are on the high side."
"I've replaced his beer with kombucha," said Emma, "and he's learning to cook healthy meals. He has gotten a bit soft in the middle. Do you have any fitness suggestions?"
"I do, but let's discuss that privately."
Privately?
thought Ian. He was starting to feel like a lab rat.
With a few more taps on her tablet, Adira opened up a time graph with a line shifting to various colors, bouncing from orange to red and back for the better part of three hours.
"Oh, I do see that anomaly that, uh, you indicated occurred last night," said Adira, tapping the screen. "It would appear that even while in 'denial mode' he came close to an orgasm on... several occasions."
