One day I get very bored and decided to see what is going on in another city. So I hop on a train and ride for about an hour and a half until I get to the end of the line.

I get off the train and see a very beautiful downtown area. I was admiring a vintage caboose that was on display at the train station when all of a sudden, I heard my name being called.

“Amanda! Over here,” says a woman standing outside of her vehicle. She is wearing a white dress uniform and there is a man waving from inside the vehicle. They are both holding up giant lollipops and candy bars and telling me that they got me some candy. They looked familiar and it’s possible that I may have seen them before on some occasions. So I went into the vehicle for some free candy!

Once I was in the vehicle, seat belt buckled, the woman floored it and we were at a random building that looked like some kind of warehouse. Then they had me go up an elevator. They brought me to what appears to be a clinic.

“Oh, I don’t have an appointment,” I say.

The man tells me “you do now”. The Man and Woman order me to take all my clothes off and they immediately take away all my belongings.

I learn that the Man and Woman are doctors and that I am going to have a very invasive and embarrassing examination.

Once I am fully nude, I am weighed, then ordered to take a shower. Once I have showered, am forced to pee in a cup. After I peed in the cup I told to get on all fours next to the bathtub.

The Doctors explain that they’re going to do an enema on me. My ears perk up, surprised, then I felt a lubed nozzle enter my rectum. I am told that they have put an enema bulb in my rectum and they will be squeezing water inside of me.

I felt several blasts of water (and probably air…these were some sadistic doctors….). I cramped up a few times so they paused before resuming with blasting some more water in my rectum. When they saw me squirming, they made me hold it and count holding the enema for 30 seconds. Then maybe a few more seconds because they thought I counted too fast. Then they let me go to the toilet.

After some time on the toilet, I felt I was completely empty. So I followed the doctors to the examination room.

I am told to open my mouth and a thermometer with a label that said “for rectal use only” was thrust under my tongue. I was thinking about how many butts the thermometer had been in before my mouth when one of the doctors told me it’s a brand new one.

I was relieved to hear that.

I was told to open my mouth again. Wide. So I opened as wide as I could. “Say ahhhh,” the doctor tells me, as she presses a popsicle stick down the back of my throat. I gag and I retch. Then she puts a mouth spreader in so she can look at my rotten teeth. As she is looking around. I hear her making observations out loud and says my teeth look good and she didn’t find anything bad. I think she was just saying that to be nice because she can see how frightened I was. After these two doctors stopped pretending I was Saddam Hussein when he was captured, I was told to lie down on the examination table. I lie down on my back. Instead of stirrups, There were shackles attached to my ankles that were connected to some ropes and I soon felt my legs spread wide.

The 2 doctors looked at my hairy pussy and I started to feel them taking turns, lewdly spreading my labia and ass cheeks to get a good look at my holes. They had a bit of fun checking my responses to any stimuli they had administered. I was very embarrassed when they were poking at my clitoris and watching my anus wink.

Then I felt one of the doctors slide something cold and metal into my vagina. I watched the Man teach the Woman how to use a speculum in my vagina. I heard them making comments about how pink my insides are. I felt some probing and some swabs in my vagina and cervix. And then they removed the metal speculum.

Then they tortured me for a while with some pinwheels to the labia and the clitoris which gave the doctors the responses they were looking for. They then tested the responses of my nipples with the pinwheels but they were not as responsive. So they had to do a more intense sensitivity test on my nipples using clamps.

As my nipples were clamped, I felt my vagina examined with gloves fingers and then a probe was inserted. I heard some pumps and the probe seemed to increase in size in my vagina. Then I learned it was an inflatable dildo! It was a very intense experience. They would pump it more and more to stretch out my tight vagina. Then I started to feel some gloves fingers plunged deep in my rectum and I am ordered to do kegels while my holes are filled tightly.

Suddenly, the clamps are removed from my nipples. When they were removed, they hurt! I gave a moan and the doctors were satisfied at the responsiveness of my nipples.

Next I was told to get on my stomach.

I feel gloved fingers lewdly spreading my ass cheeks again as the doctors inspect my anus. Then I feel a gloved finger lube up my rectum. I feel a cooling effect from the lube. It feels like I was greased up with Vicks Vapor Rub. Soon I felt another cold object invade my rectum. It was a metal anal speculum. The doctor twisted the mechanism and it slowly opened my rectum to a point where I know both doctors can see my organs, maybe my tonsils.

I am breathing heavily as I can feel them looking up my rectum with a bright warm light, then taking a swab.

It was a moment where I felt just like Peter Griffin from Family Guy where he had a prostate exam and felt violated.

I definitely felt violated. Not in a serious way, more of a fun kinky way.

After a very embarrassing rectal inspection, I am probed with several metal objects. There was a small probe that was inserted. Then we tried a larger probe. But my pathetic tight rectum did not want to take in the larger probe.

So another probe was inserted. I heard several pumps and it was the inflatable dildo, slowly stretching my rectum. Once it was inflated as big as I could handle it, The doctors thought it would be a great idea to do more experiments to examine my sexual responses so a couple of different vibrators were used to test my clitoris.

An oximeter was put on my finger and I was told to tell the doctors when my heart rate goes up. A few times the oximeter showed my heart rate going past 100bpm, especially when they used a hitachi vibrator on my clitoris. Even more so when I would grind my clitoris on the vibrator.

Eventually I had multiple orgasms and I was in sub space.

Next thing I knew I was in the shower again and then after I was dried off, I was cuddling next to the doctors in a bed, watching Ms. Rachel and eating Twizzlers like a good little girl wondering if this is my life now.

FIN