Miranda eagerly repeated what she had just seen, leaving the gasping Athena squirming uncontrollably on the table, her hips buckling against the effects of the examination.

"You need to lie still," Miranda said, as she took her free hand and rested it on Athena's blonde pubic mound, and pushed her hips firmly back down on the table. She lightly ran her thumb across Athena's clitoris, teasing it until it was nice and hard.

"Why can't I lie still," an increasingly dazed Athena wondered. The more she tried to be still, the more she wanted to move. She could even feel Miranda pressing down on her pubic bone, trying to keep her still. But she just couldn't help but move toward the assistant's touch. Athena wanted to look but seeing the innocent Miranda staring at her pussy would have embarrassed her even more. Keeping her eyes tightly closed, she desperately tried to think of anything but being here. The exam had her imagining things again. She was sure that something was rubbing against her clit, making it hard and her nipples ache. But she knew it wasn't true. The doctor would never allow it. It was just the assistant doing her job.

Miranda reluctantly moved her hands away from Athena's mouth-watering pussy and silently indicated to the doctor that she was finished.

"As you can see, Miranda, everything seems to be quite normal. Now we'll check Athena's clitoris for any abnormalities."

Dr. Hill gently held Athena's clit between her fingers and began to roll and pull on it.

The incredible sensations that that shot to Athena's brain quickly over-heated it. She was going to cum, she just knew it! Athena tried to think of anything else but her mind was quickly becoming a tangled mess. The only image she could think of was Danielle kissing her good night. Just one more second of this exam and she would totally humiliate herself in front of all of them!

"Everything seems quite normal," the doctor said, taking her hand away, and watching carefully as Athena slowly drift back from the brink of climax.

Athena lay there embarrassed, sure that Dr. Hill knew what had almost happened to her. She was glad that the doctor stopped to spare her the humiliation of actually climaxing right here, during a normal exam.

"We're running a bit behind, so Miranda, we will move immediately to the special procedure. And, please remember, on this part of the exam you will be graded," the doctor explained. Athena didn't see the disappointed look on Miranda's face, or the way it lit up when the doctor said, "You will of course be using the special probe."

This is what they all had been waiting for. As responsive as Athena was to just a touch, the probe's effects on the unsuspecting young woman should be quite a nice little show. The nieces had finished with each other for the moment and stood nude on either side of their Aunt's chair. Devereux had an arm around each of their waists and was calmly fondling their firm buttocks. All three stared intently at the monitor screen.

"Now for the last part of your exam, we will need you to stand up and bend over the table," Dr. Hill told her as she helped the dazed Athena to her feet.

Athena had calmed down enough to wonder what was going on. She had never had to do this before, ever!

"Why do I have to do that?" she asked.

"Because this is an anal device."

Hearing the word 'anal' made the beautiful reporter panic. One of her earliest boy friends had wanted to do her anally. She said no as first but, after weeks of him pestering her, one night after they had drunk two bottles of wine, she finally said, "Yes." The only thing she remembered about it was when he tried to put it in her. It hurt terribly. She screamed at him to stop, but when he wouldn't, she managed to break free, slapped him, and ran crying from the room. That was the last time she'd let a man touch her, and that was more than five years ago.

"No, you can't," Athena said, turning her behind away from Dr. Hill and covering it with both her hands, trying to protect it somehow.

"Fine. I'll tell Mrs. Devereux that you stopped the exam. And let her decide what she would like to do with you."

"But..."

"But nothing. The exam is almost over, so turn around so I can finish."

If she didn't finish the exam, she knew she'd be fired. If she was, her editor would probably do the same thing to her for so dismally failing her first undercover assignment. So, very reluctantly, she turned around and bent over the table, with her hands holding the table's far edge, her knuckles white.

"Very good Athena. Now spread your legs."

Athena spread her legs just a little.

"No, a little wider, please."

Athena took a deep breath and spread them wider.

"Good, now if you could raise your bottom a little higher."

"God! This is embarrassing," Athena thought as she arched her back, pushing her vulnerable behind high in the air.

"Higher, please."

"But I can't!" Athena whimpered.

"Here, let me help you."

The doctor walked over to her and wrapped her arm around her waist. Then she put her hand right on Athena's pussy, cupping it, and pulled her up until she was standing on her tiptoes, her behind now as high as it would go.

Charlie came back into the room. When she saw Athena's gorgeous buttocks she asked, "Can I help?"

"Why, yes, you can. Would you please get me the Vaseline out of the cabinet, please."

"Sure thing, Dr. Hill."

Athena watched over her shoulder, praying desperately that Charlie wouldn't find any, and she'd be able to get out of this humiliating position. She'd only been on her toes for a few seconds, but she was already getting tired. She thought about telling the doctor, but she didn't want to be difficult.

"Here you go."

"Thank you, Charlie. Now, would you go stand by the patient, please. Now Athena, don't move while Miranda applies some Vaseline, so we can loosen you up just a bit. The probe will slide in much easier that way."

"Oh God, Vaseline," Athena groaned, as her face flushed with embarrassment.

Miranda, wearing gloves now, put a generous amount of Vaseline on her index finger, then gently applied it to Athena's anus. At first Miranda made little circles around it. Athena hated it when her boyfriend even touched her there. It didn't excite her one bit. In fact she thought it was gross. But Miranda's finger, just touching the outside of her tight little opening, was sending waves of pleasure running up her body to her brain.

Miranda was in heaven. Athena was so responsive to anything they did to her, she couldn't believe it. Any touch at all, would cause Athena to jump or tremble. Miranda could have easily made her cum, but the doctor clearly stated that was not to happen until she begged for it.

Athena's legs were starting to weaken standing on her tiptoes, as tried to keep her ass high in the air. Miranda just kept gently circling her anus, sending wave after wave of electricity to her clouding mind. Athena's legs began to tremble as she slowly sank down off her toes.

Dr. hill moved behind Athena and, cupping her pussy again, pushed on it until Athena was back up on her toes, with her shapely ass arching high in the air. But this time she didn't remove her hand. Instead, she let her middle finger rub against Athena's hardening nub. Charlie moved beside Athena and put one hand on each of Athena's dangling breasts and slowly squeezed them in her happy hands.

All Athena knew was that was there was now a constant pressure against her sex. If she tried to lower herself off of her tiring toes and shaky legs, a tender touch on her pussy pushed her back up again. And that wasn't her only problem. Miranda's finger was still driving her crazy. The way she was making the tiny circles, then quickly dipping her finger inside. It was electric! And her breasts had an odd feeling as well. It almost felt like two hands were teasing them. It was all becoming too much for her as she jerked and gasped at every touch. At this point she knew she felt crazy enough to imagine anything. Hands on her breasts, indeed!

"Athena, Miranda is now going to insert the probe. What this will do is take your temperature, blood pressure, among other readings too long to mention. You will feel a little pressure around your sphincter until the probe is inserted fully. Then, when it is switched on, there will be a tiny vibration as it takes in the data and records it."

Miranda gently began to push. Athena felt a little pressure, then the probe was inside. "There we go. Now Athena, you feel a small vibration, so stay still or the probe won't be able to get an actuate reading. Ready now? Here we go!" Dr. Hill said as she switched on the small vibrator that was buried in the nanny's tight little hole.

Athena felt a slight pressure, then it disappeared. In a few seconds she knew it would be over and then she'd be able to thankfully get dressed, before she embarrassed herself further by actually climaxing. It was humiliating enough that she had actually gotten excited by the first two silly exams.

She would make it if she could just get the weird feelings out of her head. One was that there were two hands holding her breasts, and toying with her terribly hard nipples. But the worse feeling was coming from between her legs. Athena knew she was having trouble staying in the correct position for this exam, so the doctor had wrapped her arm around Athena's waist so she could hold her up on her toes. The doctor probably didn't realize that her hand was right on her sex! Every time she'd weaken and fall of her toes, Dr. Hill would push her back up, not ever realizing that she was pushing her fingers inside her.

Yet, in spite of all this terribly distracting and quite unintentional stimulation her body was receiving, Athena still believed she could still make it if nothing else happened.

Then Miranda switched on the vibrator.

"Oooohhhh!!!!!!!!!!" Athena moaned as she began to wiggle around on her toes, and swing her hips back and forth. Athena had never felt anything like it! It was as if the probe was connected directly to every nerve in her body. She couldn't hold still, she just couldn't, as she raised up even higher on the very tips of her lovely toes.

"You need to be still, or the probe can't do its job," the doctor said, as she rolled Athena's love button between she fingers, while with her free hand she slid three fingers inside Athena's well-lubricated channel.

"Oh please, hurry," Athena groaned as her body was quickly being push toward climax. "I can't hold on much longer. I'm going to...going to..."

She tried desperately to stay still so the probe could quickly do its work and be finished, but she couldn't. They were even trying to keep her still, by holding her body, but she couldn't do it. She kept swaying, back and forth and up and down as the passion continued to build within her.

Devereux watched the three work expertly on the pretty Nanny. Charlie milking Athena's perfect breasts, in her tiny hands, kneading and squeezing, then pinching and pulling on erect nipples. Doctor Hill teasing Athena's swollen clit, and slowly fucking her with her long slender fingers. And lastly Miranda, who was now sliding the probe in and out of Athena's shapely upturned bottom. As she watched, her own hands were now between her nieces thighs, driving them toward their own release.

Finally, Athena's face jerked toward the ceiling as she cried out a wild, "Aaahhhh!!" She was totally consumed by her climax. Her entire body spasmed once joyously!

Dr. Hill was terribly disappointed that it happened so quickly. She had wanted Athena to beg for her to stop after climax followed climax, and was prepared to continue the exam for some time yet. But, far too quickly for her taste, Athena had groaned, hung still for a moment, then fell totally limp across the examination table.

The three quickly wiped down her sweaty body with alcohol, then dressed her and lay her face up on the exam table.

"Charlie, bring me a C34086, then return to your desk. Miranda, in spite of how it turned out this time, you did well. Just try not to be so enthusiastic the next time, OK?" Now get back to your switchboard."

Alone for the moment, the doctor sat on the room's only stool and wheeled herself over so that she was right next to the unconscious Athena's head.

She watched her carefully for a time, gazed up for a moment at the spot in the ceiling where the hidden camera was located, smiled, then returned to her observation of her latest unsuspecting victim.

"Who would have figured being a medical-school failure could be so lucrative, not to say fun," she thought pleasantly. She loved to do this sort of thing to women. It was in fact what got her kicked out of medical school in the first place. "Pity it had to happen so fast this time," she murmured to herself. "I was just getting warmed up."

Athena lay on the table, breathing heavily, her fabulous body still twitching from her monstrous orgasm.

Charlie enter the room carrying a small, white shoebox. "Boy, is she in for some good times," she whispered as she handed the box to the waiting doctor.

"Quiet," hissed Dr. Hill, slapping her nurse playfully on the buttocks. "Now, back to your desk."

"Yes, boss."

Alone once more, the doctor resumed her patient wait.

Suddenly Athena's eyes popped open and she quickly tried to cover herself, thinking she was still naked. "Oh God!" she cried. "It's happened again!" Frantically she looked around the room like a child looking for her lost mother.

"Calm down," Dr. Hill said, positively oozing sympathy as she place a cool hand to Athena's feverish brow. "I'm right here."

"Oh, doctor! What happened?"

"The probe does have that effect on some people," she said sweetly, successfully hiding the fact she was still full of disappointment at the ease with which Athena had climaxed herself into unconsciousness.

"I'm so sorry I...." Athena could not say it. It was just too humiliating.

"Now, don't worry about that. I should have warned you it, but I didn't think I needed to with you. The probe can cause a certain feeling to boil over," she said with an evil smile. "Among a certain-type of woman, that is."

"But...! Oh, God! What if Mrs. Devereux finds out I..."

"It's just between us. No one will know. Now let's see what the tests have came up with, shall we," Dr. Hill said in her crisp, professional manner, looking down as the clipboard in her hands.

"Well, I afraid Mrs. Devereux was right after all. You do have a mild case of Spontaneous Orgasm."

"Just Mild! I..."

The doctor cut her off. "Yes, mild. I've seen cases where a woman could climax just by talking to someone. Now that would be worse, wouldn't it?"

"Well, yes."

"Of course it would. I think we can control your case, first from allowing it to become worse, it is progressive you know, then finally eliminating it altogether. It will take a while, and involve some small sacrifices on your part. How ready are you to be cured of this?"

"Oh, doctor! I would do anything for my life to be normal and have control of my...my body once again. Anything!"

"OK, then. That is exactly what I had hoped you would say," Dr. Hill said truthfully. "There are two parts to the cure to the problem of Spontaneous Orgasm: inspections and prevention. Prevention entails, among other things, the wearing of a small device that we call the Protective Shield. As for inspections, because of the very nature of S.O., regular appointments and checkups would be useless. As you know, S.O. can happen anytime, often without even the slightest warning."

"Yes," whispered a shamed-faced Athena, her vagina still throbbing over her latest bout.

"Because of this, the inspection program must also be able to happen at anytime. So, I've entrusted your fine employer with the responsibility for this duty."

"Mrs. Devereux?"

"Yes, of course Mrs. Devereux. Who else would you be working for?"

A picture of her editor flashed through Athena's mind. "N-no one," she guiltily squeaked.

"Well, then. She's the perfect choice. You are living at her home, aren't you?"

"Yes. But, just what kind of inspections are you talking about?"

"Why, Vaginal inspections, of course. Constant vaginal inspection are required to check on the effectiveness of the C34086 Protective Shield, but on a completely random basis, for at least one month."

Athena suddenly felt as if her life had just come to an end. "She can't mean it," she thought frantically. "She can't!"

"Oh, my, No!" the frightened reporter blurted out. "She has to check my p-p..., me? Oh, no! No! There has to be some other way, there just has to be! Isn't there a pill or something I can take instead? I'd even be willing to drive down here to see you whenever you wanted. Please, please, there must be some other way!"

"Miss Valentine, may I remind you of your outrageous conduct in this very room not 20 minutes ago. You took a simple, very standard medical examination that any First- Year medical student can give and it turned you into some out-of-control wild thing. I have also heard from Mrs. Devereux about your ride down here today and how you lost all your clothes, and in front of innocent children yet. And not for the first time, either."

"It wasn't my fault," sniffed Athena, her eyes filling with tears of shame over what she had done.

"Of course it was. The question is Miss Valentine, do you really want to live the rest of your life like that or not?"

"N-no," she whispered, beaten.

"So, you will do exactly what I tell you?"

"Y-yes, doctor."

"All right, then. Enough of this foolishness. There are certain thing that you must do from now on, do you understand?"

"Yes, doctor."

"First, your clothes. They should be tight, as tight as possible, especially your underwear. As tight as you can make them, understand?"

"Yes, doctor."

"Does Mrs. Devereux still require you to wear her special nanny-suit?"

"Yes, doctor."

"Good, that's perfect. And it is even very becoming, don't you think, especially to someone with your figure."

"Yes, doctor. Thank you."

"And, of course, wear nothing when you sleep."

"Yes, doctor. But, nothing at all?"

"Nothing. And use silk sheets if available."

"Yes, doctor."

"Next, the C34086. You must always wear it when you are going to be in large crowds of people: public places, family get-togethers, that sort of thing. With it, Mrs. Devereux can remotely monitor your condition. It does give off an ultrasonic pulse or vibration whenever this happens, but you should hardly even feel it. That way she will be able to keep track of your current condition."

"Yes, doctor. Where is this C-whatever I'm to wear?"

"I have one right here. Let me show you."

The doctor opened the box and Athena saw a small vee of pliant rubber with strange, thick ridges and a thin probe extending from one side. There were also several small squares, each with a single button.

"How does it work?" Athena asked dully.

"Excellent question. Now, stand up and take off your skirt and panties."

"But...!"

"Do it!"

Athena slowly sat up and, with the good doctor's help, was able to get up off of the table and stand uncertainly on shaking legs. Her oddly clumsy fingers fumbled with her skirt's fasteners until finally Dr. Hill muttered, "Never mind! I'll get it. Otherwise, we'll be here all afternoon."

Dr. Hill quickly unfastened Athena's skirt, pushed the garment off of her hips, and let it fall to the floor. Next, she reached up under Athena's blouse and, after noting how the young woman's vaginal fluids were still flowing into the soaked crotchband of the tight panties, pulled those down to her feet as well.

"Spread your legs as wide as you can and lift up your blouse so you can see what I'm doing here."

Deadened by everything that had happened, the totally humiliated Athena meekly spread her feet as wide as the clothes around her ankles permitted, then raised her blouse until she could readily see Dr. Hill's face directly in front of her still throbbing crotch.

She watched as the doctor placed the device firmly on her vulva, ensuring that the probe was carefully inserted into her cuntal passage.

"It's self adhering, so you'll never need worry about adhesives or anything. And it's designed to mold tightly to your body, so no matter what you are wearing, it will never show. Neat, eh?"

Athena gulped. "Yes, doctor. Thank you."

Dr. Hill then gently removed the device from Athena's heated flesh and replaced it in the box. She pulled up the nanny's panties, getting a satisfying "Oh!" from Athena when she deliberately pulled them up far too high on her hips. She then replaced the skirt, being careful to tuck in the blouse, still half-open from all of the missing buttons.

"There you go, Athena," the doctor said as stood and handed her the box. "You're all finished."

Athena thought a moment, then her bewildered mind sought one last ray of hope. "When will I start getting better? How long before I am finally cured?"

"That's up to you, really," the doctor said kindly. "The more you follow the rules I have laid out for you, the sooner you will notice the effects. There will come a time, Miss Valentine, when your body will no longer feel like a total stranger to you, but you must have patience. When that happens, when your body feels normal once again, Mrs. Devereux will bring you back to me for one final check-up, and then you will be done."

"Done..." the dazed Athena repeated. "Finally done."

She sat, waiting expectantly for her next commands. In the continued silence it finally became obvious to her that the doctor had indeed finished. Her heart leaped when she realized that she was free to go!

"I can't thank you enough," Athena gushed, not bothering to shake the doctor's proffered hand, but putting her box down and hugging her tightly instead. "Thank you, Jackie. Thank you!"

"You are certainly welcome, Athena," said an amused Dr. Hill.

The exhausted Athena finally let her savior go, and with a shy, final wave of gratitude, walked out of the door on her still trembling legs.

"It is finally over," Athena thought gratefully as she waited in office's lounge for the return of Mrs. Devereux and the children. It had cost her a great deal in terms of terrible humiliation and embarrassment, but now obviously everything she had endured today had all been worth it to get her life back. The device and the simple procedures Doctor Hill had given her would do the trick, and her life, as well as her poor body, would finally return to normal.

Athena was surprised to see Mrs. Devereux and the children enter the room from one of the side doors, and not the main office entrance. She wondered tiredly if they had been here all along. She had a joyful reunion with the children, while Mrs. Devereux had a few quick words with the doctor.

When Devereux returned to the group, she held the box for the C34086, which Athena had forgotten in the examination room.

When she saw her employer with the familiar small box tucked firmly under her left arm, Athena paled. Her shattered mind tried to come to grips with what had just happened to her, with what she had just agreed to do, but it was all too overwhelming to take in just now.

All she could really think of was just to return to her suite at the Devereux estate and sleep for a very long time.

"Well, children. It looks as if our nanny has a busy day ahead of her tomorrow. She needs to go shopping for all new clothes."

"Can we help?" chirped Sue. "I love buying new clothes!"

"Of course you can. We all can. But, for today, our nanny is very tired after her doctor's appointment, so let us go to a fine restaurant I know nearby, then take her back home and put her to bed."

"Cool!" cried Michelle.

The two girls led the passive Athena, followed by a smiling Devereux, by the hand through the building and out to the car. Her gapping blouse, under the opened jacket, clearly revealed her bra and tanned stomach.

When Athena saw the Mercedes, she froze. The door was opened for her to enter the back seat, yet she couldn't move. She had looked into the future, and for the first time it frightened her.

She turned to tell Mrs. Devereux that she was actually an undercover reporter, but that she was quitting her job and taking the first flight home.

Athena opened her mouth but couldn't speak because of a sudden shock. She looked down and, stunned, saw that a wildly grinning Michelle had placed a hand up her short skirt and was painfully gripping her by the crotch!

"Come along, my dear," purred Devereux. "Everything is ready for you at home."

Athena looked at Mrs. Devereux, her eyes wild with fear as the pain changed to delicious caresses. In a matter of seconds, she felt her panties being quickly yanked down her hips and legs, and three fingers swiftly inserted into her ready vagina. Michelle began to expertly finger-fuck her there in the middle of the garage, with her panties puddled around her ankles.

Athena's eyes turned blank as her mind clouded. She was totally swallowed by the sweet, soul-consuming sensations coming from her cunt. Her sudden resolve melted in the roaring heat of her own body's raging desires.

All three women gently pushed and pulled at her, the small hand still deliberately working her sex, until the bewildered Athena Valentine finally stumbled blindly into the car.

A crumpled pair of panties were laying on the greasy floor of the garage when the Mercedes drove away.

*****

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