“Before you sign the contract, I need to give you a quick look over. You have a nice shape, but I need to see you naked just to know ahead of time if there are any “issues” so to speak. A big scar or a severe case of hemorrhoids could really complicate things. Can you slip out of your clothes for me?”

Despite knowing what I was signing up for, it still took me aback to suddenly be confronted with the idea of undressing in front of Cindy. “Here? Now?”

“Yes! Right now. It will just take a minute.”

I sighed and pulled my T-shirt over my head. Cindy watched me closely with a smile that seemed more to be kind and reassuring rather than gloating or smug over the building degree of power she was gaining over me. I kicked off my sneakers and then undid the button and zipper on my jeans and peeled them down, tossing them onto the nearby chair. I then stopped and looked at her as I stood in my tight blue underpants and sighed.

“It’s okay. Go ahead.”

I pulled down my shorts and slid them over each foot, then straightened up.

She looked me over from in front of me first, “Good! You look very healthy. You also look younger with your clothes off. Can you lift your penis and your scrotum for me so that I can see underneath?”

I held my flaccid penis and lifted it up to expose the undersurface of the shaft for her.

“Very good! Now lift your scrotum for me.”

I lifted my sac, which had already tightened up in the brief exposure to the cool air of the room on my bare skin.

“Good! You look very healthy. Very nicely formed. Everything has a nice shape and symmetry. Now I need to see your bottom. Turn around for me.”

This was for some reason more unsettling for me, but I turned around as she asked.

“Mmmm. You have a very nice shape! Your bottom looks toned, but the muscles are not too ripped. Just the right combination of fit and boyish. But I need to see your anus too. Just bend over for me and hold your buttocks apart so I can see you there.”

I couldn’t believe I was going to do this. She was nice and calm and reassuring. I liked her and felt a need to do what she asked because of this. I bent myself over for her without protesting.

“Good, now spread your bottom with your hands for me.”

Mortified, I reached back and pulled my cheeks apart and felt the chill of the air on the slightly damp skin of my most private area. I could tell Cindy came closer to get a better look, squatting down to get an eye-level look at me back there. I had not prepared for this and fervently hoped I was visibly clean and odor-free.

“Oh Kyle! Perfect symmetry and beautiful anatomy! You pass with flying colors!”

She walked back to her desk, “Go ahead and get dressed.”

As I got dressed, she continued to talk, “We’ll do the shoot tomorrow. You’re not very hairy, but I want you to get your pubic hair removed. I’ve got you booked at the spa next door for this afternoon for a waxing. They’re going to do your butt too, including around your bottomhole. It’s just the look that our customers prefer. The woman who does it is very professional. It’s not fun, but she will keep the discomfort to a minimum. Otherwise, you don’t need to do anything else. Don’t give yourself an enema or take any laxatives — we want you in your usual normal state. Eat your usual diet, and try as best you can to get a good night’s sleep. Shower before you come in tomorrow, of course. Be clean, but don’t over-scrub and get your skin all irritated. Any questions? Now is the time to ask.”

I signed the contracts Cindy presented to me and checked off the procedures that I consented to. All of them basically, opting for the highest payment. Of course, this also meant the most humiliation, embarrassment, and discomfort, but I felt I had no choice. I was in a most dire financial situation.

Cindy could hardly contain her pleasure as she watched me check off every box on the contract, including the most invasive and embarrassing procedures. Her eyes opened wide and her smile broadened, “Wow! You really have a sense of adventure, Kyle! It’s going to be quite a day for all of us!”