Mia had never actually been to the gynecologist before. She was still a virgin and hadn’t felt the need to visit one yet. She knew she was on the older end for having never been to one before, but why bother? Her cycles were regular and she wasn’t sexually active. Everything from her navel down felt like jelly. Not only was she going to need a biopsy (oh god), she was legitimately starting to worry that she might actually have cancer, and now she was stuck in medical hell awaiting her turn to see a gynecologist that she definitely hadn’t planned to see in the first place. She crossed her arms tighter and crossed her legs too, for good measure. The minutes felt like hours as she stared blankly at the ceiling. She still hadn’t been given a gown and she had no idea where her bra had gone after she’d removed it for the breast ultrasound. She assumed the rude nurse must have brought it to the cubby with the rest of her clothing, but no way was she about to stand up and cross the room in her current state of undress. The room had only gotten busier and she now had bedmates on either side of where she lay. She didn’t know if it reassured her that the nurses and medical staff seemed just as short and rude to everyone else in the room as they had been towards her.

“Number 17, Mia White,” a female voice said from somewhere behind her head. Mia sat up slightly as a paper gown was tossed into her lap and the nurse handed her a comically large bottle of water.

“I’m not thirsty,” Mia said, declining the offered water bottle.

“It’s not for your thirst,” the nurse indicated, pushing the bottle into her hands, “Drink it all to fill your bladder for the ultrasound.”

“I…why?” She’d obviously never had a pelvic ultrasound in her life, but she immediately had the thought that a full bladder would be a bad thing…?

”Or don’t, but I doubt you’ll enjoy the alternative,” the nurse said as she shrugged and walked away. Mia really didn’t like the sound of that, and vaguely recalled what one of the first nurses had indicated to her when she entered this god awful room - the gynecologist preferred compliant patients.

She threw the paper gown around her shoulders - it barely fell to her waist, but at least it provided some coverage of her chest. She could have sworn the room was getting colder, but her face felt so hot from the overall stress of the appointment. Maybe some water wasn’t an entirely bad idea… She began to drink, and drink, and drink - she was thirstier than she’d thought, and before she knew it, she’d downed more than half the bottle in her hands. She set it aside, lay back down and stared back at the ceiling as the minutes dragged on.

Minutes felt like hours, and before she knew it, her bladder was FULL. She was going to pee herself if she didn’t get to a toilet to relieve herself. She sat up and flagged down the closest nurse.

“I have to pee!” Mia begged the nurse as soon as she was close enough to hear.

“Number 17…” the nurse looked at her clipboard, “it’ll still be at least a half hour before the gynecologist is ready for you.”

”I need to pee!!!” Mia begged further, crossing her legs tightly for emphasis.

The nurse looked back down at her clipboard, sighed heavily, and nodded towards a metal stall at the back of the room, “Toilet is back there. Do yourself a favor and remove your panties when you return here. I wouldn’t waste the doctor’s time once he’s ready for you. Not today.”

Mia sprang up to her feet and hurried back towards the stall at the back of the room. She rounded the wall and her heart dropped. It was completely open. The toilet was literally just that - a toilet in the middle of the floor hidden behind a single wall. She looked over her shoulder as she lowered her underwear and sat down on the toilet and could easily see a nurse looking in her direction from another side of the room. She was thankful the urge to urinate was so pressing. She went easily, but couldn’t help but wonder why the toilet barely provided any privacy in the first place.

She slowly made her way back to her bed to continue waiting. All the beds were nearly full at this point and two doctors were making rounds with various carts filled with monitors and other medical implements that Mia couldn’t make out from her vantage point. What kind of hospital was this?!?

She debated leaving her panties on as she sat back down at the edge of her bed. The other women waiting surrounding her bed were mostly undressed… Maybe she was just being overly modest? A nurse a couple beds away from where she sat made eye contact with her, followed by a pointed look at her clothed pelvis, and Mia reluctantly slipped out from the last piece of clothing she had covering her nudity and placed them at the end of her bed.

She lay back down, hands covering the triangle of pubic hair between her legs and closed her eyes as she continued to wait.