The midwife came to check on Adam, who was stuck in the throes of a painful labor. She looked concerned.

"Adam, I'm afraid this cyst is coming vaginally. I'll need to call Dr. Payton in to assist with the delivery. Will you be alright while I'm gone?"

Adam was in too much pain to respond, just nodding weakly.

Moments later, Dr. Payton arrived, looking every bit the confident, professional with his dark hair and keen eyes.

"Hello Adam, I'm Dr. Payton. I hear you've got a cyst that needs delivering, eh?" He said jovially. Adam just whimpered.

Dr. Payton snapped on some gloves which made a loud, comical snapping sound. The lubricant bottle cap popped open (which also made a funny sound). He squeezed a huge glob of lube on his fingers and rubbed his hands together.

"Well now, let's have a look!" Dr. Payton declared as he yanked the sheets off Adam's straining body. He hooked his fingers under the top of Adam's underwear. "Up and at 'em!" Dr. Payton said.

He tugged the underwear down to Adam's knees in one motion. Adam's hairless genitals were revealed, with the offending cyst protruding from his vagina like an angry purple egg.

"Disrobe from the waist down and assume the position," Payton instructed. In his pained state, Adam obeyed, laying back and spreading his legs despite his embarrassment. Dr. Payton snapped on the gloves which made a loud, comical snapping sound. The lubricant bottle cap popped open (which also made a funny sound). He then squirted a huge amount of cold lube onto his fingers and between Adam's legs with a crude blorp.

Adam winced and twitched as the chilly fluid dribbled down his thighs and buttocks. Payton ignored this, reaching down to probe at Adam's most intimate area with slick, invasive fingers. "Try to relax," Payton coached as he worked two, then three fingers inside, wriggling them about. Adam whimpered, face flaming with humiliation to have a near-stranger's hands in his privates like this.

"My my my! Not a baby, no indeed! This little fella wants OUT!" Dr. Payton exclaimed as he pressed on the cyst. Adam grunted and clenched up.

"Relax now, I've got to get in there deep to dislodge this thing. Fingers are the best way, I find."

Dr. Payton pushed TWO lubricated fingers into Adam's wet hole. He prodded and poked around, digging through tight passage. Adam yelped at the intrusive violation.

"Hmmm... can't quite feel it... Ah yes! There we are!"

Dr. Payton jokingly said, "Here comes baby! No no, I mean, here comes cysty!" His fingers squished and squashed things around inside Adam, not very gentle.

"Deeper now..." He added a third finger, then a fourth. His whole fist was soon planted firmly in Adam's hole, wiggling.

Dr. Payton narrated, "The head is crowning! Or rather, the pointy top is... Engage your pelvic floor now, nice and hard for me..."

"Good, I feel the cyst," Payton said after some prodding. "It's lodged quite far up. I'm going to have to...ah...dilate your opening and reach in to grasp it." Adam just moaned, dizzy with pain and violation. Payton hooked his fingers and started aggressively stretching Adam's tight passage, adding more lube until it gaped and glistened obscenely.

Four fingers, then his whole hand disappeared inside Adam, squelching in the copious lubricant. "Almost have it...almost..." Payton muttered. Then with a lewd slurping noise, his fist popped out wrapped in a glistening mass.

"Please help me doctor, the pain...it's unbearable!" Adam gasped, struggling to stay upright.

Adam bore down, his vagina stretching obscenely around Dr. Payton's burrowing hand. With a final shove the cyst popped free! Dr. Payton caught it and held it up victoriously.

"Congratulations! It's a big 'un! All done!"

He slapped Adam's thigh, then pulled his fingers out with a loud "schlorp". A small amount of lube oozed out of Adam's gaping, twitching hole.

Dr. Payton cleaned himself off while the midwife disposed of the cyst. "You'll be sore for a while. Plenty of warm baths!" He said as he washed his hands. "But that was the easy delivery! Maybe next time do yourself a favor and use a proper enema, there's a lad."

Adam felt a wave of relief, his pain already subsiding. But his lingering shame at the degrading procedure made him avert his eyes, face burning. "I...I can't thank you enough, doctor," he mumbled. "I'm so sorry for the trouble..."

Payton just patted his knee. "Not at all! I'm glad I could help. Just be sure to follow up at my office for a proper checkup." With that, he packed away his tools and bid Adam a goodnight, leaving him alone again.

Adam lay there in relief, totally defiled. The midwife covered his dignity with a blanket. "Feel better soon!" She said kindly.

Adam laid there, legs splayed, feeling utterly exposed, staring at the blood-smeared cyst. He knew logically that he had no choice but to submit to the invasive, humiliating treatment. But he couldn't help blushing every time he recalled the lewd squelching, the feeling of the doctor's fingers and hands probing deep inside him, stripping him of dignity. It would be a mortifying experience to remember for a long time.

***************

Dr. Payton knocked on the door of Adam's modest apartment. He had received the frantic call just moments ago - Adam was in distress, claiming a cyst had burst internally. As a doctor, Payton had seen it all before. He felt no hesitation as he stepped inside.

"Over here, doctor," Adam called weakly from the couch. Payton rushed over and knelt beside him. Adam's face was flushed and sweaty. He clutched his abdomen in pain.

"Tell me what happened," Payton said gently, putting a reassuring hand on Adam's knee.

"It felt like a water balloon popped inside me," Adam whined. "Like something's trying to push out!"

Payton nodded. He snapped on some latex gloves. "Let's take a look then, shall we?" Without warning, he shoved Adam's sweatpants and underwear down.

"What are you doing?!" Adam gasped. But Payton was already spreading his cheeks apart, examining the tight pink pucker nestled between them.

"Looks like your cyst has ruptured," Payton murmured. "Don't worry, I'll get it out." His gloved index finger prodded at the delicate rim.

Adam whimpered and squirmed. "It's so embarrassing!" But soon he felt a cool gel being massaged into his crack. Payton's finger circled his entrance, breaching the tight muscle.

"Nice and easy now..." Payton coaxed as the tip of his finger popped inside. He wriggled it around, feeling for the cyst. Adam's insides clenched around the intrusion.

"Relax," Payton said. "Deep breaths." He worked a second finger in beside the first. They pried Adam open and probed deeper. Adam panted, face burning with shame at having his most intimate place violated like this.

Payton scissored his fingers, stretching the ring of muscle. "You're doing great. Almost there." He curled his fingers, crooking them just so. "Ah - here it is!"

Adam cried out as Payton's fingers dug into the tender tissue, grasping for the cyst. They swirled and probed, pulling and tugging. Adam felt the tugging deep inside. It moved!

"I've got it," Payton said. His fingers strained and pulled. The pressure was intense. Then with a wet squelch, the cyst popped free.

Adam felt it emerge, its bulk shifting inside him with a gush of fluid. Payton pulled it out with a slick whoosh. "There we go!"

Adam collapsed back in relief, sweaty chest heaving. His butt gaped and twitched from the abuse. Payton gave it an appreciative pat.

"You did so well," he said. "A natural." He stood, holding the bloody cyst sac. "I'll just dispose of this..."

As Payton headed to the bathroom, Adam felt a profound sense of violation. Dignity stripped away. Used, like a flashlight. But the relief of the cyst's removal overrode his shame.

Payton returned and helped fuss Adam's pants back up. "I know it was invasive. But you're all-fixed now. Call me if you need anything else."

Adam nodded meekly. As soon as the door clicked shut, he slumped back with a humiliated groan. His tender hole still felt Payton's fingers inside him. He knew he looked ridiculous, sprawled out with his pants around his ankles after that degrading procedure.

But in the end, he had to admit, it was also kind of...exciting? To be manhandled like that by a doctor's firm hands and fingers...Adam blushed ferociously and squeezed his eyes shut. He needed a shower. And a stiff drink. This day definitely ranked in the top 5 most mortifying of his life.