"Sharon?" The receptionist asked as she called the next name on the list.

Sharon, along with the school's assigned social worker walked towards the desk. "I'm Grace, and she is Sharon, we called to reserve her appointment today." The social worker said.

"Hello, I just need Sharon to fill out this questionnaire and we will go into the doctor's office to wait for your initial treatment. Grace can also fill out a shorter questionnaire on the side and help out Sharon as needed, there might be places that she needs parental explanations," the receptionist smiled and handed Sharon the stack of questions needed to be answered.

Sharon got the stack and went back to her seat with Grace, confused as to how she would need Grace's help on this at all. It should just be a normal health questionnaire.

Grace sat down and filled out the forms quickly, naming the incident that Sharon was sent to hospital for, and what kinds of therapy she went through. Grace also had to fill out a few methods that she thought might work for Sharon, and then she was done. However, Sharon was just very hesitant in filling out the questionnaire. It had very personal questions that she didn't think would come up for therapy, she thought it would just be like normal therapy where they just try to probe her with questions.

"Have you had sex before?"

"How tight is your anus?"

"What does humiliation mean to you?"

"Have you been in a diaper in the past year?"

Questions like this filled the stack of questionnaire, and Sharon could feel her face burning red as she was just reading it. Grace came over and proceeded to help Sharon with her answers, as told by the receptionist. "Have you had sex before?" Grace asked out loud as she found Sharon stopping at that question. Sharon's face went beetroot red as she heard that, and she was pretty sure that everyone else in the waiting room her her too. Other people stared at her as if they needed a reply to that question. Sharon quickly circled "NO" on the form and went on with the questionnaire, trying to hide the form from Grace as she didn't want her to read any of this out loud anymore.

"There's no need to be embarrassed by this, everyone here is to get help. I'm just trying to help you it." Grace said as she took the form from Sharon's hands. Sharon gasped as she felt the form being taken from her, and saw Grace looking over at all her answers.

"Hey!" She shouted rudely as she tried to snatch the board back and fill it out herself, but Grace was experienced in dealing with these teenagers, thus blocking her from fighting her. The receptionist saw the trouble that Sharon and Grace were creating, disrupting the other patients, thus came out and took the form from them.

"It's normal for teenagers to be embarrassed by these questions, but you guys can answer them inside the office with a nurse instead of doing it here." The nurse said professionally. "Both of you can give your answers to the questions, then you don't have to fight." She said as she led the way to the doctor's office.

Grace smiled as she knew that Sharon would have to be honest as Grace was there too, and Sharon was just annoyed and even more humiliated by the way she was treated, it was as if she was a child!

As they got in, a nurse came in too. "Hello, I'm Dorothy and I will be assisting in Sharon's exams today."

"I'm Grace, and this is Sharon," Grace smiled as she saw Dorothy. She is a tall Asian lady, late 20s, who looks like she has authority and will not deal with nonsense. That was the type of nurses that Sharon needed.

Sharon sensed the power Dorothy had and just sat there in silence as she heard Grace introducing her.

"So, let's start the questionnaire, shall we?" Dorothy asked as she pulled out the questionnaire Sharon started filling out.

"I see you left some of the things blank, is there a reason for those?" Dorothy asked as she flipped through her answers.

"I didn't know how to answer some of them... And I don't know the answers for the others..." Sharon's face went red again as she said that.

"Never had sex before... Doesn't know your anal size... Self harm history... An orphan... Hospitalized experience... Interesting... Let's get you started then, shall we?" Dorothy said with a hint of interest as she looked up to Sharon.

Sharon was nervous as she was scanning the room and there were a lot of things around the room that makes it looks more like a clinic than a therapist place. Especially with the bed and the cabinets.

"Do you have to go to the bathroom? We usually go for around 2 hours here, you probably want to clean your bladder and bowel before you see the doctor," Dorothy said as she pointed to the bathroom in the corner.

Sharon nodded and went to the bathroom to pee just in case, she can probably hold it in, but she didn't want to make a fool out of herself, so she just peed and wiped herself clean before going out again.

"Great, we'll start with the vitals and then proceed to the questions that you left blank," Dorothy said as she took out the trolley under the desk.

There were a few thermometers, vaseline, pills, cameras, gloves and some more medical tools in it. Sharon shook a little as she saw the trolley but tried not to show it. "Since you're a minor, Grace will have to stay her as the doctor is not here yet. She will act as your mom for now and we will treat you as we do to our children. Don't worry too much about it, alright?" Dorothy asked.

Sharon would pay to be 18 right now and have Grace out of the room. But she couldn't, so she didn't really have a say at all. She didn't really like Grace, as she would always bombard her with questions that she didn't want to answer, and just makes everything worse.

"To start off, can you lay on Grace's lap so we can take your temperature?" Dorothy started as she prepared for a rectal temperature reading.

Sharon was shocked, "I'm sorry... What?" She asked again. Did Dorothy just initiate a rectal thermometer on her? A 17 year old?

"Lie over Grace's lap for your temperature, it's rituals for patients to take their temperature before seeing the doctor. As you're a minor, we do it with your mom supporting you to make it less awkward," Dorothy said patiently as she knew how teenagers are like.

"Sharon..." Grace warned a little with her deeper mom tone, and Sharon had no choice but to go onto her lap.

Sharon almost wanted to cry as she felt so vulnerable on Grace's lap. She felt like a kid again, and she didn't like this feeling of this facility already. She can already imagine how bad it could get later on.

Dorothy came over with the trolley, "Can you please pull your her pants down to her ankles? Then her panties to her knee," She instructed Grace. Grace obeyed as Sharon fiddled around to protest and let out muffled cries of protest.

"Don't move and obey the orders!" Grace ordered as she spanked her bottom with her hand before pulling down her pants. Sharon stayed still as she felt the hard spank as she felt her pants being pulled all the way down to her ankles. Grace's hands came up again and pulled her thongs to her knees. "You're wearing thongs again? I told you to throw them away last time!" Grace exclaimed as she saw the thong that Sharon was wearing. Sharon stayed silent as she was just annoyed at this whole situation, and just wanted this to end right now.

"I agree with Grace, thongs aren't healthy for you Sharon..." Dorothy commented as she took note of how Sharon obeys to a spank from Grace. Sharon rolled her eyes some more as she knew no one could see her face right now, she was just almost as vulnerable one could get, with her ass exposed in the air for everyone to touch.

"Sharon, please tip toe, straighten and widen your legs to let your bottom to be at the highest position it could be. You can use your hands to balance yourself if you need to," Dorothy ordered strictly as she wanted the procedure to start with the right attitude from the patient. Sharon obeyed a bit and she widen her legs a little to avoid embarrassment. Dorothy saw her trying to cheat the width, so she pulled her thighs open to a 60 degree and told her to straighten her knees and point her toes before being okay with her posture. Sharon yelled and shouted as she felt the stretch, but just obeyed as she knew it could be worse.

"Grace, I'd like you to widen her butt cheeks to the maximum so that the thermometer can go in easily," Dorothy said as Grace quickly separated her cheeks to the widest and ignored the yells from Sharon.

Dorothy opened the lube and put them on her two fingers before generously lubricating Sharon's bottom and her anus fully. She ignored the cries from Sharon as she knew she wasn't in pain, and just wanted to rebel for the sake of being a teenager. Dorothy purposefully added more lube to make it more embarrassing for Sharon, and so that Sharon knows that she is in control.

"I'm going to put the thermometer in now," Dorothy said as she dipped the thermometer deep into her anus. She told Grace to release her cheeks. Sharon was stiff in her position but her mouth didn't stop from crying out of frustration and protest.

"You're going to have to listen to me young lady, no one cares about your protests. You're a patient and we're here to help you with your problems. We're going to help you whether you want it or not. It's going to be a long and embarrassing process for you, but it's going to be good for you. If you open yourself to it, you might even leave earlier than expected, so I'd advise you to listen to the orders and stop crying. If you continue to be like this, you'll just end up staying here for a longer period of time," Dorothy ordered.

After a while, she heard Sharon just sniffling instead of yelling, which means that she's going to start to obey orders more now. Dorothy went and took the thermometer out and read the temperature. "100.3, almost a fever, but not yet. We'll keep you recorded for now. Stand up properly now for your weight and height measurements."

Sharon stood up as she pulled her leggings up and everything up. She also wiped her tears away as she stood up.

"You won't be needing clothings for the rest of the period, you'll be given a gown later. But for now, please disrobe completely," Dorothy said as she pointed Sharon. Sharon was a bit hesitant.

"Quickly! Sharon!" Grace ordered as she can't believe that Sharon has the audacity to refuse orders from a nurse.

Sharon slowly took off her clothes as she didn't want to be naked at all.

Dorothy brought her to the scale and weighed her. "5 feet flat... 37 kilos... Slight anorexic, huh?" She asked Grace.

"Yeah, the doctors said that she was anorexic when she was in the hospital," Grace answered as Sharon's face blushed red again and obviously didn't want that information to be told.

"It's okay, remember? You're here for help, and you need to be honest before anyone can help you," Dorothy glared at her. "Go onto the bed now, we'll check your self-harm scars now before the doctor comes in."

Sharon looked at Grace nervously but she saw Grace nodding at her to tell her to obey Dorothy's orders. Sharon went onto the bed, with her arms clutched on her stomach and boobs to hide it although Dorothy already got a glimpse when she weighed her.

"Lay down flat, with your hands by your side," Dorothy ordered as she took out the camera from the trolley. "These photos are going to be private, they'll be deleted after you leave the clinic after you've recovered. It's just for a record to see if you got new scars here," Dorothy explained.

Dorothy hung the camera on her neck as she went over to the bed. She took Sharon's arms and looked for scars to take record of them, to make sure they don't get mixed up for new scars that she might have in the future. She found the deep scars on her left wrists that made her hospitalized and some more on her stomach and thighs. For each scar, they were marked and photos of them were taken, with the precise measurements marked on record. Sharon has never felt this exposed in her life, even in the hospital, at least she got a blanket. Now, her lower body is even exposed!