Greer froze as she entered the doorway. The room was the same stark white as before but the exam table was replaced by an oversized chair that looked familiar but, also had entirely different pieces she hadn’t seen before. She took it in, the back of the chair- almost like a dentist’s chair, albeit wider, it sloped downward towards the base which looked like a normal seat that had been divided in half lengthwise. She took mental note, wondering why in the world that was done. The arms, which the nurse swiftly swiveled to the side, as if opening it up for her, followed shortly by the legs. These weren’t the normal stirrups she was used to, these were the kind that rested below the knees. Sensing her anxiety Dr. Cameron reached again for Greer’s shoulder. Resting briefly then guiding her to the chair. “We find that patients tend to find this more comfortable for extended exams.”

She sat gently on the chair as nurse busied herself with something behind that Greer couldn’t see. The doctor moved the arm and leg rests back into place as the nurse handed him a small black object. He quickly unrolled what now appeared to be a black cuff with a strap. “You seem to have a general reticence towards this exam and the procedures I intend to perform require you to be still or risking injury. These are for your protection, they should help speed things along as well.” She wasn’t really sure he was trying to speed up anything at this point. The doctor and nurse worked in tandem quickly grasping her wrists and securing them first in the cuffs, then affixing those to the chair. Her chest was pushed down before she even registered it lifting as the doctor secured one thick strap across the top of her chest, taking the next in hand before exchanges glances with the nurse. She felt the nurses cool hands lifting up her breasts as the doctor secured an additional strap beneath her breasts, pulling both just snug enough for her to fill her lungs about three quarters of the way.

Working methodically, the doctor secured another strap loosely around her hips, just under her belly. The doctor and nurse stood on the outside of either left grasping each firmly around the ankle. As if it was choreographed, they lifted her legs, guiding them briskly into the knee crutches, securing each leg above and below the knee. With the loud clank off metal on metal, she realized why the chair was folded in half. The front piece had folded under the table, leaving her perched with her tailbone just on the cushion, cheeks gently spilling over, her entire pubic area now coming into view. She could feel a bit of a stretch in her inner thigh when the knee crutches swung open. She gasped by the straps across her chest prevented her from inhaling too much. Rather than loosen the straps, the nurse grabbed an oxygen tank from the corner, securing the clear mask to her face.

The momentary relief of the oxygen was cut by the nurse’s voice “Can’t have you knocking that of your face or it won’t work.” She felt a latex hand on her chin, gently gripping, pulling her gaze forward. The final strap was gently draped then pulled taut around her forehead, removing the last free movement she had.

There was a sort of whirring sound as the back of the chair was hinged forward. “I want you to see what I’m doing. Too many young people aren’t aware of their anatomy and I find it helpful for you to be involved. This way you can notice any changes.” He swiveled a mirror up from underneath the chair and my pubis came into view. As she took in her glistening vulva, she realized how obvious her excitement was. She snapped back to reality as she slowly became aware that everyone else could see too.

The doctor pulled a light down from the ceiling, adding further to the feeling of a dentist office except that as it was flicked on, the feeling of the cool air was overtaken by the heat of the lamp. The doctor’s warm hand briefly touched her thigh and then moved towards her vulva. His fingers gently traced her labia down, then back up, pushing them to the side revealing her further. He quickly pulled his hands back. “Nurse could you adjust the chair?” The legs began to whirr and opened wider while raising slightly. By the time he was done she felt like a frog in this position. Her labia no long covered anything, at this point she was fully exposed and the heat hit her vagina.

Scooting forward slightly, the doctor returned to his prior position, again grasping her labia, then moving up towards her clitoris. She gasped suddenly as he gently pulled back the hood, revealing her plump red cherry on top. Her face began to match it, she was humiliated, she could practically see it pulsing. He tapped it it lightly a few times, each tap prompting another sharp inhale. “Alright, I’m going to move to the internal” She inhaled as deeply as she could as she prepared herself. He looked again at her vagina and gently inserted just the end, pressing around the entrance. He stopped. “Interesting, it seems you are able to lubricate the entrance of your vagina but not further, I’ll have to set you up with another appointment to test that.” He withdrew his finger and quickly replaced it, this time sending a shiver through her as it was coated in a cold lubricant.

He swept his finger back and forth, gently pressing with his other hand. She felt like a sheet being pulled back and forth under his hands. She grimaced as he inserted himself further, feeling her ovaries. “One of these appears to be a bit enlarged, Nurse take note she’ll need an ultrasound, we’ll try to take care of that today if we’ve got time. That reminds me, we’ll need a urine sample later, nurse can you start giving her some fluids so she’ll have a full bladder.” Greer thought she was escaping the needles for a time at least, clearly not. The doctor pulled out his finger slightly, increasing the pressure as he inserted a second finger. While he took his time, the nurse returned gently swabbing Greer’s hand followed by a small prick and a slight sting. “We’ve got to use a pretty big needle to get you enough fluid so I need to numb you up first.” Her heart sank as she saw the large gauge needle in the nurse’s hand. She closed as the nurse slowly inserted the needle into her hand. The pain mixed with the strange sensation of the needle, the feeling of her vagina being poked and prodded, she clenched. “Now, now” He chided. “Try to relax, I need to do a recto-vaginal exam. You’ll feel some more pressure.” She felt the slightly warm saline work its way through her arm. Then she felt herself expanding. If she weren’t staring at his hand, she’d swear he slipped an extra finger in.

“All seems well so far, this next part may be a little uncomfortable.” The last parts weren’t? The cool metal paused slightly at the entrance to her womb and she tensed up. “Just breathe” He glanced over at the nurse who put something in her IV. She felt her body try to tense again but was met by a heavy blanket of something, seeping into her muscles making it harder to move. “Just a light sedative, it’ll help you relax but you should stay awake.”

She felt the light twist of the speculum inside her and felt it expand within her. She shuddered as she felt it close, thankful for the brevity. “I can’t quite see your cervix so we’ll have to try again.” Again the cool steel plunged into her, twisting followed by a click, click click. She felt like she would burst. Click. Click. It was just past painful. She looked at herself in the mirror as the doctor adjusted the light towards her cervix. The warmth felt strange but not as strange as seeing her expanded sex on display.

“I saw on your intake form you were interested in a copper IUD so after we take a few swabs, we’ll take care of that as well. The sedative you received should prevent any particularly heavy cramps.” She wondered if this was the procedure for all patients or if this was just for her, for being so negligent in her healthcare combined with her lifestyle. Her train of thought was broken as the first dry cotton swab circled around her cervix. Her face construed slightly as the swab entered her cervix. The doctor repeated the procedure several times and felt her insides crying out in pain. As he finally finished up, he signaled the nurse who swapped his tray with another set of tools, neatly hidden from view.

“Given that you haven’t had your cervix dilated before, this may be a bit uncomfortable.” There was that word again. This man needed a thesaurus. He clicked the speculum open one final turn and slowly worked the first sound in. She felt a low cramping deep within that didn’t quite go away as the sound was removed and exponentially grew as the progressively larger sounds were inserted. She twitched as the IUD was inserted and barely noticed as the strings were trimmed.

The speculum finally retreated and she felt relieved to go back to a normal size. Her relief was short lived as she felt another cruel steel instrument. It slid in and began to open sideways, stretching her horizontally. “Based on the size of that saline bag, you should be ready for a sample now. We’ll be placing a catheter since the muscle relaxant will prevent you from walking.” She felt each corner of her sex being washed in betadine and heard the crinkle of plastic as the doctor unwrapped the catheter. The now familiar tingle of the cool lubricant was followed by a sharp stinging just below her clitoris. She felt an almost pop as her swollen bladder gradually found relief. The catheter was withdrawn and she was wracking her brain for what could possible remain.

Her now sore vagina disappeared from view as she saw a longer scope in the doctor’s hand. Her limp body was lifted off by the Doctor as her head fell on his chest. With the oxygen mask now off, she took a deep breath of his cologne. She felt intoxicated by the smell as the table was lowered until flat. He laid her down in the fetal position, pulling her knees tight to her chest. The scope was buried deep into her, even further this time when her sore spot was hit again. “Ah there it is. It looks like you have the beginnings of a tear. I’ll give you some antibiotics to prevent and infection.” She didn’t like antibiotics as they typically upset her stomach when she was told to take a deep breath. Confused she complied until she felt a brief stabbing in her bowel. The muscle relaxer was wearing off and she jerked forward briefly. A tear rolled down her cheek as her sore body took stock of all it had endured that day. The scope was pulled out and she barely even noticed the click of what sounded like a pen. When the syringe was plunged into her cheek she realized what the sound had been. She was surprised but, it wasn’t too bad. She heard another click and prepared herself but as the serum entered her flesh and began to burn.

She was still lying on the table when the doctor declared she was all done. She would be called in a week or so to schedule a followup and receive the results of her various tests. She was plopped into a wheelchair and put in a recovery room for the drugs to wear off.