As Judge Thorsky and Olivia entered through the front doors of Nulmara University Teaching Hospital, the receptionist directed them to room 1412. Olivia remembered that had been the room where she had her first appointment with Dr. Brovachik. It looked like Dr. Brovachik might be her doctor today after all, she thought with cautious optimism.
The main challenge would be to get away from Judge Thorsky, so that she could speak with Dr. Brovachik alone. Maybe she could fain morning sickness and ask the bearded physician to escort her to the bathroom. That would give her a chance to ask him how her escape plans were going.
Judge Thorsky and Olivia rode the elevator up to the fourteenth floor. As they entered their assigned examination room, the judge turned to her. "Take off your clothes," he ordered bluntly.
"Now? The doctor's not even here yet, Your Honor," Olivia protested.
"You're going to have to take them off sooner or later. What's the point in stalling?" Judge Thorsky said coldly. "Come on, strip down to your birthday suit."
Olivia angrily removed her sandals, sweater and dress. She tossed them carelessly into a bin on the doctor's desk.
"Careful," the judge warned. "I'm not liking your belligerent attitude at this particular moment."
"Sorry, Your Honor," Olivia muttered as she stood before him in her underwear.
"Well," he said. "Keep going. Take your bra and panties off as well."
Being naked in front of Judge Thorsky was noting new for her. But Olivia simply detested the control he exerted over her. Trying to mask her hostility, she unclipped her brasier behind her and pulled it down off of her arms. She placed it softly on top oh her other clothing, hoping that the judge did not see the contempt she harbored toward him.
"You're moving too slowly," Judge Thorsky rebuked her. "The doctor will be here any minute." He walked right up to Olivia, grabbed the sides of her panties and yanked them down with one swift movement. She stepped out of them and the judge added them to the pile on the desk.
Olivia climbed up onto the examination table as sat with her shoulders hunched, trying to make herself seem as small as possible.
"Don't slouch," Judge Thorsky snapped.
Olivia straightened her spine and pulled her shoulders back. Her bust lifted up and her breasts jutted out.
"Just imagine when you're full term," Judge Thorsky mused. "Your tits will be simply humongous!" He laughed as Olivia silently seethed.
There was a brief knock at the door. Finally, Olivia thought to herself. Dr. Brovachik was here at last. She was dying to talk to him.
As the door swung open, Olivia's eyes widened as her breath caught in her throat. Standing in the doorway was the short fat figure of Dr. Carolia. The portly older physician greeted them in Vulmonian and then walked straight over to Judge Thorsky to shake his hand.
"Congratulations, Issak," he said in English. "You're long overdue for a son. You must continue the Thorsky line!"
"Oh, I intend to!" the judge grinned.
"Now, Olivia," the clinician said, turning to the naked flustered young woman. "When did you last menstruate?" he asked, taking her right breast in his hands.
"Um ... I'm not sure. More than a month ago ... I guess," Olivia shyly replied as the stout gynecologist palpated her voluptuous orb.
"So, you're a few days late for your menses?" he said as he released her right breast and began to palpate the left.
"Yes, Doctor Carolia."
"Hm," he said as he felt her left fleshy globe. "These certainly seem to be a little bit bigger. Judge Thorsky said that they're more sensitive?"
"She couldn't even get through her exercises this morning," the judge informed the doctor.
"Oh, I see," said Dr. Carorlia. "That is quite sensitive. Olivia, how does it feel when I do this?" He took a breast in each hand and began lightly massaging the tissue.
"It feels okay," Olivia said.
"And how about now?" he asked as he began to roughly knead and squeeze her breasts.
"Ow! That hurts! Please stop!" Olivia squealed.
Dr. Carolia gave her tits one last squeeze and let them go. "Your udders seem perfectly healthy. The extra sensitivity is probably due to the pregnancy," he deduced. "But we'd better confirm that you actually are pregnant." He walked over to a machine that was near the foot of the exam table. He flicked a switch, turning it on. "I understand that you took an at-home pregnancy test. But every once in a while, a woman will get a false positive while using a drug store test. So we'd better confirm with an ultrasound."
"You can do an ultrasound this early in the pregnancy?" the judge asked, sounding surprised.
"If we do it via the vagina, we can," Dr. Carolia explained. "Olivia, please scoot down to the end of the table and put your feet in the stirrups," he said as he picked up the vaginal probe.
Olivia grudgingly brought her bottom to the foot of the table and slowly placed her ankles in the metal stirrups. As she looked up at the ceiling, she tried to think of how she could possibly speak with Dr. Brovachik.
Dr. Carolia sat down on a wheeled stool. He rolled over toward Olivia's lower extremities until he was situated between her thighs. Holding the vaginal probe in his left hand, he used the fingers of his right to part her labia.
"Still as wet as ever," he observed with a chuckle. "I don't even need to use lubricant!"
"Yes," said Judge Thorsky. "A girl with a constantly wet pussy is quite nice. It certainly makes some activities much easier."
"Like trying to make a baby?" Dr. Carolia laughed.
"That ... among others," smiled the judge.
"Being a gynecologist, I've certainly seen my fair share of moist vaginas. But this is by far the wettest one I've ever seen," Dr. Carolia said as he slid the probe into Olivia.
Olivia flinched as she felt the device enter her. She hated the casual way that the two men talked and joked about her most intimate anatomy.
"Well," said Dr. Carolia looking at the screen of the ultrasound machine, "I can indeed conform that Olivia is in fact pregnant!" he jovially declared.
"I knew it," Judge Thorsky said sounding smug.
"It looks like you'll soon be having a son," said the doctor as he removed the probe. "Or a daughter," he added, sounding much less enthusiastic.
"Well, if she gives birth to a girl, then we'll just have to try again," the judge said matter-of-factly. "Won't we, Miss Williams?"
"Yes, Your Honor," Olivia replied coldly. Then, mustering up all of the courage she could, Olivia asked, "I'm just wondering, will I have a different doctor every time I come here?"
"Why? What do you mean?" Dr. Carolia said sounding puzzled.
"Well, it's just that the last time I came here for a checkup, I had Dr. Brovachik as my doctor. The next time I come here, will I see him? Or you? Or someone different?" She hoped her question did not sound too suspicious.
"I didn't mind you seeing Dr. Brovachik for a regular appointment to check your fertility," said Judge Thorsky. "But now that you're actually pregnant, keeping you healthy is of the utmost importance. I only want you having the absolute best medical care!"
"Is Dr. Brovachik not a good doctor?" Olivia queried.
"Dr. Brovachik is a fine physician," Dr. Carolia replied.
"So why isn't he my doctor today?" Olivia nervously asked. She realized that her line of questioning must have seemed strange.
"Because Dr. Carolia," Judge Thosky said, gesturing at the thickset older man, "is the head of gynecology here at the hospital. And he is the director of the university's medical school. He is the very best at what he does. And seeing as how you are carrying my child, I want your attending physician to be the very best!" the judge stated decisively.
"Oh, of course!" Olivia said quickly. "I didn't mean to imply that Dr. Carolia isn't the best. I know he is! It's just that ... uh ... I ... um ... maybe if Dr. Carolia wasn't available and I needed to see a doctor ... uh ... then would I be treated by doctor Brovachik?" Olivia silently cursed herself for her awkwardly worded question. Surely, there was a more subtle way for her to ask about the other doctor.
"What is this obsession you have with Dr. Brovachik?" Judge Thorsky demanded to know.
"Nothing!" Olivia said defensively. "It's just that he was my doctor last time. So I just expected to see him this time." Olivia knew that she was not giving a very convincing explanation. But it was the best that she could come up with on the spot.
"I think I know what's going on here," said Dr. Carolia as he eyed Olivia from the foot of the exam table. "Our little American has a crush on Dr. Brovachik!" he teased with a twinkle in his eye.
"What? No! No I don't! It's just that ..."
"During your first appointment with him, you orgasmed while he was examining your genitals. You climaxed against his fingers as he was performing a simple standard medical exam," Dr. Carolia said. "No wonder you like him," he laughed as he reached under and affectionately patted her left bum cheek.
"She orgasms when any man touches her," Judge Thorsky snorted. "I don't see what makes Dr. Brovachik so special."
"A young girl always remembers her first," Dr. Carolia proclaimed. "Isn't that right my dear? Wasn't Dr. Brovachik the first man to ever give you an orgasm." Olivia shut her eyes. Her face burned with humiliation. She could not believe that she was even having this conversation.
But she figured that is was better they thought she was attracted to Dr. Brovachik. And that was why she wanted to speak to him. It was better than them knowing the real reason.
"Yes," she forced herself to say. "Dr. Brovachik was the first man to make me ... orgasm. Yes, I like him." She was not sure how convincing she sounded.
