The words hung in the air. Shock must have been written across Maddie’s face. Dr. Ward, however, did not miss a beat.

“Yes, it will be equivalent to just that. Trust me, it’s nothing to worry about I can assure you. It’s just what needs to happen in order to make sure you’re alright.”

All of this rolled from his mouth as matter of act as his previous statements this visit. Statements which had not elicited nearly the same reaction in Maddie. She gulped and a slight rosie hue colored her cheeks. She was struggling to figure out how she should respond. She was pretty sure she knew how she was supposed to, what the situation demanded of her, but she found completion of that task, the willing of her mouth to move and form the words, to be far more difficult. It was like part of her mind just couldn’t square what he had said with how he had said it and it was just stuck, trying to make those two pieces of the puzzle fit together.

The silence stretched through the room, the pause palpable.

“Yes Doctor, I understand,” she finally said. Dr. Ward smiled in that way he always did, warm, disarming, but just a hint of self-satisfaction glinting in the corner of his eye.

***

“And that’s how it happened Tom,” Maddie said. Tom’s stubble tickled her neck as he placed a kiss on her collar bone. He mumbled something into her soft flesh. She giggled and slapped him on the arm, “Stop it! It’s not nice to make fun of people.”

His head shot up, his mop of tousled dark hair flopping over one eye as he did, an exaggerated look of shock over his face. “Ms. Maddie Newberg why I never! I would never ever make fun of you,” he said as he quickly leaned in to press his lips to hers. She turned her head and swatted his arm again.

“No! You just did, Tom.”

“Prove it. What did I say?”

He went for her lips again but she turned her head the other way, squirmy in his grip to try to get more room to evade his advances.

“Well I don’t know exactly! But the specifics are not important, I know you and that tone and you were making fun of me. That’s not nice!”

Spotting an opening he lunged again, she dodged and he took another swat to the chest this time.

“Now Ms. Newberg without evidence I must say your accusation is baseless and thus your attempts to resist me are done simply out of spite,” he said in a jockular tone of authority.

***

“Ms. Newberg?” Maddie could swear Tom had just been saying her name but in front of her was a brunette in dark scrubs, holding the door to the waiting room open. She quickly gathered up her purse and stood. She felt a hand clasp onto her wrist, she turned and Tom was smiling at her his hair falling down over his eye again.

“I’ll be right here when you get done, promise, knock’em dead,” he said with a wink.

***

Tom winked at her, the bright morning light that had been coming in the wide floor to ceiling windows in the waiting room had faded back to the warm glow from the lamp in the living room of their apartment. The stiff chair she had stood up from so quickly had been replaced by the soft enveloping caress of their aged couch.

“Huh?” Maddie said as her mind struggled to grasp the sudden shift in surroundings.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said emphatically and his hands were on her waist undoing the button of her jeans. Before she could protest he had them open, the zipper pulled down, and he was sliding them from her hips.

“Wait, should we do this? I mean I have the operation tomorrow,” Maddie warned. Tom finished sliding her pants off and looked up at her, confusion and five o’clock shadow spread across his jaw line in equal measure.

“That’s what I just asked and you said the Doc didn’t say anything against it.”

“Um, right. Yes. I don’t recall him saying explicitly that we couldn’t but do you think it’s a good idea?”

“Of course it's a good idea! Why would it be a bad one? It will help you relax, you have been worried about it since you came home from the appointment. It’s written all over your face.”

Maddie felt the heat rise in her cheeks and she looked away sheepishly. “That obvious?”

“A little. Did he say something that has you worried or are you just nervous in general?”

“I mean in general, it's an operation after all.”

“Well sure, I get that but it's not a big life saving one or anything like that. It's very routine and the Docs do this thing all the time,” he said in between trailing kisses up her bare thigh. His mouth dances on the edge of the fabric covering her core, a few dark curls peaking out from the side. “Besides you have to let me enjoy you in your natural state one last time before they have to shave you tomorrow,” his face contorts in a caricature of disgust, “I won’t be able to touch you for weeks after this procedure anyway - not until all this gorgeous hair comes back.” He winks as he pulls down the blue fabric. Maddie rolls her eyes though she does lift her hips slightly to help him pull her panties down.

“Oh lay off Tom, you know you won’t be able to touch me for weeks because I will have to heal!”

“Wait, the Doc did explicitly say you were going to have to be shaved right?”

Maddie nods.

He gently pats her dark curls, “Alas I barely knew you. You brave, brave soldiers will be missed but you will give all in defense of your country and nothing more can be asked from any man.”

Maddie rolls her eyes.

***

Maddie was looking up at the ceiling, it had shifted no longer was it the flat eggshell white of their apartment, now it was a gleaming gloss sterile white. She took a deep breath and looked down. She was nude, the dark curls still in place over her pubic area. She reached down and touched them gently with her finger. She sighed. She sat there and stroked her hair for a few moments, trying to savor the feeling. She really hoped she didn’t have an ugly vagina, well at least the outside. What had Dr. Ward called it? The vulva? The Mons Pubis? Vagina would just have to do, she consoled herself.

There was a loud knock on the door which broke Maddie out of her thoughts. She quickly grabbed for the mint green gown on the gurney next to her and hurriedly began shoving her arms into the sleeves.

“Just a sec! Not quite ready!” she said hurriedly. Fumbling with the fabric and missing the left sleeve several times. The door knob scraped a little as it was turned and she felt her cheeks flush with heat as she pulled the gown up and over her chest just as the door opened. She turned and there stood Dr. Ward.

That same smile across his face, those grey eyes glinting with energy behind dark rimmed glasses. His perfectly manicured hair waved effortlessly, blending from a tight electric trim on the sides up to long scissor cut on top. Strands of silver caught the light and accentuated the gleam of the rest of his raven black hair.

“Good morning Ms. Newberg. Just wanted to pop in and answer any last minute questions.”

***

The lights dimmed back to the soft glow of the living room lamp and once again she felt the couch beneath her. Tom’s stubbled tickled her inner thigh as he neared the apex of her hips. He paused and took a long deep breath of her heady scent. She bit her lip, damn she loved the thought of him enjoying her like this.

“One more,” he said and he pushed his nose down into the curls, tickling her delicate lips and then took another exaggerated deep breath.

“So did he say anything else?”

“Ummmmmmm,” Maddie tried to push the rising desire out of her mind and stay focused on what Dr. Ward had said. Unfortunately it was not quite as challenging as she would have hoped it had been. “He said I would be shaved, that I would be monitored the whole time, that I would be in the stirrups the whole time, um I would have a catheter placed and my bladder would be filled and emptied multiple times during the procedure… and that’s when I asked if it would be like I was peeing… and he said yes. And that’s kinda when it all hit me and I froze so yeah, I just didn’t ask any more questions after that.”

“Damn, that is kinda sexy, sorry I’m going to miss it” Tom said as he bent down and pressed his lips into the dark curls.

***

“I’m sorry what was that Ms. Newberg?” Dr. Ward asked. Maddie could feel the word sexy still in her mouth and she felt heat rise quickly in her cheeks. She shook her head “Oh nothing!” She probably said that a little too forcefully to be convincing but Dr. Ward just nodded.

“Alright well if that’s the end of the questions, I’ll see you in the OR. My team will get you all prepped and then take you down.” He stood and smiled that same damn smile. She couldn’t help but find herself smiling back and fiddling with the edge of the hospital gown with her off hand.

What a time to be thinking about your boyfriend eating you out Maddie, she thought to herself as Dr. Ward stopped and gave some instructions in a low voice to two men and a woman all in the same dark scrubs who stood in the hall by a cart of equipment. They all nodded and then the women led the way into the room, the two men pushing behind the cart which was laden with various bottles, brushes, sponges, towels, basins and other paraphernalia which looked like they might be more at home detailing a car than well cleaning and preparing her for an operation.

“Now Maddie, lay back legs up and out…” She heard the woman say in a firm voice as her vision spun again

***

“Spread your legs,” Tom mumbled, his tongue somewhat occupied.

The bright lights of the pre-op area faded back to the soft glow of the lamp in their apartment and Maddie shifted her weight to comply. His strong hands were firmly grasping her hips and she loved the little noises he made between licks. She arched her back as his tongue ran down her clit. Warm circles gently coaxing back delicate flesh. She bit her own lip as her breath caught in her lungs. She squeezed her eyes shut and focused on the feeling of his tongue against her most delicate and intimate flesh. Feeling the waves of pleasure knot up in her stomach and build until the tension was radiating through her pelvic and down into her legs. Her toes curled gripping onto the pillow as she felt a finger slide in between her lips. It parted her so another could join and then she felt the slight sting of the cold air. She gasped, a quick breathy thing that sent Tom’s desire racing.

“Fuck Maddie, you’re already dripping. That was fast. If I didn’t know better, this whole operation thing has really got you going. Are you sure you’re as nervous as you have been saying?”

***

Maddie's world spun again. The only constant was the sense of cold but now it had grown and all of her below the belly button felt its sting. Her eyes were still closed but she could tell the light overhead was different, much brighter. She could feel her arms were gently strapped down, out from her sides. She couldn’t lift them up.

She felt pressure, a touch between her legs fingers still against her lips but they were not Tom’s. No, these were wrapped in latex. Though they parted her just the same. Her eyes opened and she craned her neck, flexing her abdomen so she could look down between her legs. Her hips were bathed in bright light. And the apex of her thighs was completely bald - she could neither see nor sense a trace of hair between her legs where Dr. Ward’s gloved hands touched. He was masked but those eyes behind the dark rimmed glasses were the same and she could tell he had that same smile even though she couldn’t see it.

“Now Maddie, don’t strain yourself. I know this is a lot but it’s a very common reaction to the medication we have given you,” his voice was warm,deep, honey sweet. She suddenly felt like she had to hear it again.

“But Doctor, I want to see what you’re doing to me…” her words came a bit slower than she expected and her mouth felt clumsy around them, as if she had been drinking.

She felt gloved fingers running down delicate flesh, feeling more pressure, tugging, spreading…

“Lay back Maddie I promise I’ll take care of everything. You don’t need to worry nor watch. Lay back,” his voice wrapped around her in a warm blanket and she felt herself nodding and being guided back down by gloved hands.

“Doctor, keep talking to me… your voice is so warm.”

A chuckle came from between her legs. “Of course my dear. Of course. I’m just finishing up preparing you for your procedure. You’re almost ready. We just have a few more things to do. First I need to insert this speculum.”

Maddie nodded, her eyes falling shut as she felt something warm being poured on her arm and then more pressure between her legs as she felt her lips open up wider and wider.

***

The light had shifted again. It was dim, a soft yellow and the desire in her belly was impossible to ignore. Her vagina tingled, it desperately wanted to be filled.

“Fill me,” she pushed through clenched teeth as Tom’s tongue continued to slide quickly across her clit.

He stopped and sat up, panting slightly. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” Maddie said emphatically, balling her fingers in the blanket beneath her.

She arched her back letting the sensations of the air touching her lead her down a new path of passion, a path of longing for a more intimate touch.

“Yes fuck me.”

Tom nodded and she could now feel him shifting, his own excitement more than evident and she felt him press himself against her, wetting himself with her. She let out a loud moan and Tom reached up and placed his hand over her nose and mouth.

“Don’t want to give too much of a show away for free to the neighbors,” he said with a wink as she felt him slide himself up into her. Maddie squeezed her eyes shut as she bit his hand, the sudden feeling of being filled almost too much to hold back.

***

Maddie could feel her back arching slightly as she felt herself filled and parted, spread open. Where Tom’s hand had been muffling her moans a few moments ago now a dark mask was over her nose and mouth doing the same.

“Good girl Maddie, nice deep breaths. Good girl. In and out.”

His voice was honey, his words sweet and the pride she felt at hearing that made her smile from ear to ear.

“Yes…. thank you… Doctor” she said though her words came out muffled and she had to work very hard to get her lips to make the right shapes. It was so hard to focus on that though, with what she was feeling in between her legs. More touching, caressing, she would have sworn something was stroking her clit. And even if it wasn’t, damn she wanted it to be. Her belly was a knot of tension, excitement, and desire.

“It’s okay Maddie make whatever noises you need to. It's a common side effect of the medication.” She tried to nod in response but it was so hard to tell if she did. Everything, all of her felt slow, as if time itself had slowed down. Even her thoughts seemed to be coming slower with more time in between but that time was filled with longing, longing for release. She swore every touch on her lips or of her vagina was slow, drawn out. Oh she craved more, to be spread more, more pressure, more friction.

“Doctor…. I….I….want….to…to…” she mumbles under the mask.

“Yes Maddie I know. Don’t worry, as I said this is all to make sure you’re alright.”

She nods and squeezing her eyes together tighter. The permission to focus was apparently all she needed. Within moments she is gasping under the mask and suddenly she finds herself so very sleepy.

***

Tom grunts and she feels him tense and release. She holds hims close as she rocks her hips against his, feeling his tension dimension as he is spent. He slides free and collapses next to her.

“Damn, that was good. Fuck. That was great. Like I said, maybe you should have surgery more often if the anticipation is going to make the sex this good.”

Maddie sticks out her tongue at him.

***

The beeping of the monitor slows and Dr. Ward looks back to the woman spread before him. Her red-orange stained vagina held open with a large Collins speculum, a mix of lubricant and her own arousal dripping out of her and sliding down her bare bum to form an every expanding puddle on the table. A thick yellow tube hangs from her urethra and currently a steady stream of liquid spills down out of it and splashes against the metal basin affixed to the end of the table. His gloved hand sits on her bare mons, his gloved finger slowly lifting up from her clitoris.

“Good Girl Maddie. Very, very good.”