For a fleeting moment the doctor could not suppress a small grin on his face, while he took off the gloves from Cathrin’s examination, with which he had penetrated her tight anus and examined her rectally just seconds before. His gaze followed the young naked girl on her short and sheepish walk back to her mother, who still held all her clothes – the true walk of shame if there had ever been one. The doctor knew just too well Cathrin would remember this appointment for a long time and probably waited for the ground to open up a swallow her whole. But it was more than this. Cathrin was preoccupied by what she had been put through: By the humiliating, exposing exercises, by the embarrassment of the following examination, the sensation of his hands on her breasts and in between her legs, the intrusiveness of his touches… By her mother, who had put her into the hands of the doctor, had watched and allowed him to touch her most intimate parts, to insert his fingers into her, even into her bottom… She sobbed, still feeling a throbbing sensation in her rear. The circumstances made it hard for Cathrin to see the benefits for her health in all these procedures. Even more so when her mother glowered at her oldest daughter from disapproving eyes, while she gave Cathrin her clothes back, watching her intently as she put her polka-dot slip back on again with visible relief, ending her exposure. Almost at the same time, the mother gave Carolin a small push and said, “Come on Carolin, now it’s your turn.”

Over the years of practicing in his clinic, the doctor had witnessed a vast variety of parents acting in all kind of different manners, so the mother’s demeanor was nothing new for him, but fascinating nonetheless: She probably just wanted to give her daughters a feeling of naturalness, show them there was nothing embarrassing about their bodies, especially in front of a doctor. Yet, she seemed to carelessly forget that it was very unusual for the girls to present themselves in this state to a stranger – and let him touch them without any restraints. This very experience was in store for Carolin now and she was obviously struggling to come to terms with the realization, holding her hands before her crotch, trying to protect it while her head was a crimson red. She had never thought the appointment would include an examination of her privates; that she would have to undress completely… And of course, it was indeed unnecessary for her to be naked right from the beginning of the examination, but the doctor had learned from experience it was easier when the request to undress was made by the parents, so he had not intervened – also sensing the unemotional nature of the mother when she wanted to be sure that her daughters were healthy. The doctor understood Cathrin’s and Carolin’s healthiness was their mother’s severest concern and she put it above everything else, even their modesty.

To protect Carolin from her mother’s growing impatience though, the doctor said friendly, “Please come here and sit down. You’ve seen it’s really half that bad.” She looked over to her sister for support, caught her while Cathrin was fastening the hooks of her bra, which instantly gave Carolin a pang of envy for it irretrievably made her the only undressed person in the room… There seemed to be no way out for her, no way to avoid what was about to happen. So reluctantly, the girl started to move, even though her thoughts were racing to stop what was going on. The pale imprints of her bra and panties on her skin emphasized how seldom Carolin revealed these parts – and how she had to reveal them here. While she was walking over to the chair, it was impossible for her to fully cover herself up with her hands, so the doctor already got short impressions of Carolin’s breasts and light colored pubic hair. However, Carolin still pressed her legs tightly together after he had finally sat down. Tried to conceal her private parts, to shield them from unfamiliar eyes, as she had been taught, which seemed to apply everywhere, except in this room and in front of this man. But how was she supposed to not feel ashamed now? Her anxiously tensed up thighs already gave away the answer, while she was trying to forget that the doctor just needed to ask her to – and would ask her to in mere moments – and like a good girl she would have to obey and give him access to all the discreet body regions she wanted to hide from him with all her heart.

The doctor started with the same questions he had asked Cathrin before, but skipped over the family medical history he had already heard. Carolin answered with just a few words, monosyllabic, while she was focused on her lap, her mind on what was about to follow, the rising fear inside her, while the leather of the chair against her bare legs and bottom made her realize over and over again that she was not wearing anything to cover her body anymore. She would have given a lot to be allowed to still wear her slip, but her mother hold it firmly in her hand as the doctor’s questions became more personal – and she became more nervous…

“When was the first time your period started?” the doctor asked her eventually. “When I was 13…” Carolin answered timidly. She resented the memories of the day, the fright and embarrassment of it all, for she had been relatively unprepared when her first period started at school and she had to hold out with the distinct damp sensation inside her panties until the afternoon, too mortified to tell a teacher, too shy to confide in a friend. It was hard to forget her sheer helplessness when she spotted the mishap in the girls’ restroom. Even after she had tried to clean herself up with some toilet paper, the feeling of defeat remained, the feeling of having no control over her own body and effectively wetting herself a little bit, as well as the fear of visible traces in her crotch, of being discovered, ridiculed – on that day, she had constantly rubbed her hand between her thighs to check for blood, which luckily never showed on her jeans. Carolin felt she should have been prepared, because only immature and naïve girls are not and she did not want her precocious classmates to think less of her, who even back then had turned puberty into a contest of sexual development and constant comparisons, ready to exclude and bully anyone whose body or behavior appeared too childish, in a desperate effort to appear more mature themselves. They had never focused on Carolin at the time for she was growing and developing like the rest of them, but walking around school with bloodstained panties because she had not cared to carry tampons or even pads with her like a big girl was just the kind of gossip and gross attraction that would have made her front and center of their attention… Only after she got home, her mother was finally able to help her, but Carolin felt disgraced nonetheless. Admittedly, she had known about the menstrual cycle through her mother and her sister, but Cathrin was very thin-skinned about it, had always refused to answer any and all of her questions and avoided the topic till the present day whenever she could. Carolin was glad she did not have to tell the doctor any of this as he went on.

Just as her sister, Carolin was not on the pill, which already brought the doctor to his next question, “And do you already have a boyfriend?” It was an area on which Carolin had a lot less experience than she wanted to admit – she did not have any at all, if she was honest about it… Still, she knew which question came up next and was glad she did not have to tell the doctor about her sexual experiences with her mother and sister in the room. “No, I never had a boyfriend”, she answered with audible relief in her voice. “If you never had boyfriend, I assume don’t have any sexual experiences?” the doctor asked as a formality and tried to mitigate the intimacy of the topic with a smile. “No…” Carolin uttered, intimidated – the thought of sleeping with a boy was outlandish for her, seemed to require too much overcoming of her inhibitions and personal shortcomings. But she had barely spoken the words when her mother chimed in, “She masturbates of course. The same goes for Cathrin.” -“Mom!” Cathrin exclaimed, shocked and deeply humiliated. The two girls were aghast. Carolin was speechless, felt unspeakably caught. They never spoke about these matters in the family. Even towards her sister, it was a taboo topic for Carolin. Now her mother brought it up here of all places. So she had eavesdropped outside their doors in the evening from time to time after all, had listened to their stifled moans and found those treacherous little traces in their panties when she had done the laundry, or had seen the occasional spots on their bedlinen… But how could their mother expose them like this now? “Cathrin, I’ve had it with you!” she said with a harsh voice that brought Carolin back from her thoughts, “You can tell the doctor about it. There’s nothing wrong with your masturbation.” There was a lot Cathrin would have liked answer, but she knew better and bit her tongue. The doctor agreed, “Your mother’s right, you know. To sexually explore your bodies is perfectly natural for your age. You needn’t be embarrassed about it.” Carolin and Cathrin coyly stared at the white floor. It was such an intimate issue… “Carolin, does anything hurt when you masturbate?” the doctor asked calm and sober. “N-No,” she answered, her voice barely above a whisper. “And are you getting wet?” Carolin had not thought it possible to become even more embarrassed. It felt like he was observing her masturbation through his questions, like she had to show him her wetted fingers… The feeling was intensified by the fact that she sat there all naked, vulnerable and nervously dreading to get examined in the respective regions by the doctor. So he would soon be able to assure himself of her answers… But she had already taken too long to answer. “Carolin, would you please answer the doctor?” the mother intervened again, as firm as she had done before. Everyone – even Cathrin, or so it seemed – was looking at her, waiting for the answer. Carolin had to reveal it, expose herself like she exposed her body before. She felt naked beyond her state of clothing, or lack thereof. “Yes, I get… wet.” The last word was almost held back by her embarrassment. “Very well,” the doctor replied, satisfied, “What about you, Cathrin?” The older sister was stunned, had thought she was safe, her examination was already over after all. “W-What?” she stammered, looking at him with big eyes. Silently begged him not to have to answer. It did not help her, as it had not when it had come to her rectal examination – as it had not with everything else. “This examination is about your development,” the doctor explained, deliberately seeking direct eye contact with Cathrin before he continued, “Girls your age should get wet in their vagina when they are aroused. Like when you masturbate for example. If this isn’t the case, it could be a sign that something’s wrong. So these questions are very vital.” Cathrin could not think of more revealing questions though. Her masturbation was a secret for her that she never wanted to share, something indecent that did not concern anyone but herself… All the while, the looks from the doctor and her mother remained relentless, signifying Cathrin she had to put her principles aside once more. “It… doesn’t hurt and…” It took her a lot of will power and a deep breath before she could speak on, “And I get wet when I masturbate…” The doctor and her mother could tell Cathrin forever that it was all very natural: Every smallest detail about her masturbation was embarrassing for her and now she had been forced to open up about it to three people at once. She was ashamed to admit she succumbed to her urge, that she had this particular need to touch, stroke and rub herself down there… Guilt feelings made their way through her insides. “See, that wasn’t that hard, was it?” the doctor responded to her confession, “I think it’d be best if you talked about it again with your mother and the gynecologist.” Both girls shivered when he mentioned the specialist, especially Cathrin. But first, her sister’s time was up, for the doctor announced, “I’d like to start with your examination, Carolin.”

Carolin did not have any time left to think while she first stepped onto the scale and had her body height taken afterwards, her hands folded in front of her crotch at all times. “You have to put your arms up, so I can measure your bust line,” the doctor explained. It was hard, very hard, for Carolin to take her hands away, her movements were timid. At least she was still able to hold her legs tightly together, so just her pubic hair came to light. With her hands above her head she looked like she was surrendering to the doctor – as far as Carolin was concerned, that was not even too far from what she was experiencing… “Very well, please hold still for a moment.” The doctor came closer to her. In his hand, he hold a measuring tape. Naturally, Carolin’s breasts were smaller than Cathrin’s, but still obvious petite curves. Her nipples even had a striking resemblance to her sister’s, they were just a bit lighter in color. The doctor started his measurements on her right nipple, pressed into the soft skin, before wrapping the tape around her back, over her left breast, until he came back to the starting point. “And finished. That was not that bad, was it?” he tried to cheer her up as he scribbled down the results. “No…” Carolin whispered her reply, without believing in her own words. She knew just as well as the doctor that this had been the very first step, that more was in store for her… Much more… “Very well. We’ll continue with your blood pressure.” Carolin had to lie down on the examination couch for the first time, while the doctor fastened the cuff around her arm, pumped it up and felt her pulse – and with it her tension. The whole procedure still was over in less than a minute. “Okay, I’ll take your blood pressure again in a minute,” he said, “Please walk down the line on the floor.” As before, her nudity was a bigger obstacle for her than the actual exercise at hand. While she made her steps on the line under the close observation of the others, she felt like a model, unfortunately without any beautiful dress to wear. She almost lost her balance when she had to stand on one leg, for she was still frantically covering her crotch with one hand, which she could no longer do when it was time for her to do squats – but then her thighs luckily hid nearly everything. Even though those exercises were easy: To do them completely naked in front of three dressed people had an indecent taste for Carolin… After she was finished with the exercises, the doctor again took her blood pressure and wrote down the results in his notes. The checkup of her back followed, during which he tapped her spine from top to bottom, finishing just above her bottom. “I’ll listen to your heart and lungs next,” he explained and guided Carolin back to the couch. She sat down again and the doctor auscultated her with the stethoscope – listening to hear insides, hearing the increased rhythm of her heart beats and breaths, her tension and all the tiny sounds, her innermost parts. When he set the cool membrane on the different spots of her body, he caused her to get goosebumps, until he finished his examination after a while. She then had to lie down and the doctor went to the foot of the examination couch. “Okay, I’ll check the joints in your legs,” he explained. First, she did not think anything too bad of it, but then he bend her knee until it was almost touching her breasts. Carolin immediately realized how this position opened up her private parts, how it gave all of them freest, deepest insights. Intuitively, she wanted to cover herself with her hands, but as she began to move her arm, the doctor intermitted her intention, “Please leave your hands at your sides, they would just interfere with your examination.” Humbled, Carolin let her arms hang at the sides of her body, bend to his instructions. She was scared of getting scolded by either him or her mother if she did not do as she was told. Still, it was arduous for her to not follow her instincts, especially when the doctor bend her leg outwards, making her situation even more revealing. Her feeling of exposure intensified as the doctor repeated the movements with her other leg. Carolin’s face still had a crimson color by the time he was finished with his checkup and explained, “I’ll palpate your stomach next. Please stay relaxed.” He started to feel and press right below her breasts and continued to go lower little by little. Carolin had a very lean body and a flat stomach, into which the doctor pressed somewhat too hard for her liking. Her intensity grew the further we went below her navel and tried to palpate her internal sexual organs as best as he could – eventually, he brushed her pubic hair while he did his palpations and Carolin knew it would not be long now… But for now, the doctor took away his hands. “Please stand up, Carolin,” he said and she was briefly happy she could get up from the examination couch again. The doctor stood behind her and started to press around both of her hips and her pelvis, before coming back around to face her. “Please look straight ahead, I want to check your breasts now,” the doctor warned her, but before she was really prepared, his hand was already on her right breast. As he had done with Cathrin, he first just touched below and at the sides with two fingers, but soon he grabbed her modest breast size with his whole hand. Getting her breast massaged like this made Carolin uncomfortable. Except for the doctor, no one had ever touched her in this manner before. She blushed involuntarily – which did not go unnoticed by Cathrin, making the scene she was observing strangely intimate. The doctor was the first man who explored Carolin’s soft skin and he was thorough, took his time. Carolin was unable to look him into his eyes while his hands were on her breasts. But this way she was surprised when the doctor suddenly focused on her nipple, pinched it ever so quickly and circled around it afterwards. She was beginning to ask herself when he would finally be finished, when he switched to her left breast and repeated every prolonged step of the procedure. At the end, he even palpated both of her breasts at the same time. Almost like he was comparing them… Carolin tacitly tolerated all of it, but could not tell how much time had passed when he took his hands off her breasts again. “I couldn’t find anything abnormal, your breasts are perfectly healthy. I’ll just take a look at your groin and your vagina, then we’ll be done for today,” he said and put on the white rubber gloves – they were all the permission he needed to probe her most intimate area. Carolin swallowed hard against her coarse throat. The time had come.

She first felt his touch on her groin, right next to her pubic hair. Again, he was pushing his way around, but it should be nothing to what was about to follow… “Okay Carolin, please move your legs a little apart for me, would you?” the doctor asked her and what else could she do? There was no choice for her in this, no matter how inhibited she was: she had to comply and obey him. So Carolin perforce followed his instructions, made a small sidestep and now stood in front of him with her legs slightly spraddled. Her legs felt like rubber as the doctor kneeled down, his face mere inches away from her vagina, him taking in her most personal scent that was alluringly intensified by her anxiety. Carolin’s tight outer labia created a uniform slit that did not give any of its hidden insides away, like a well-kept promise for more – if her sister’s vagina was any indicator, her labia minora would soon grow bigger and part her outer lips. With the back of his right hand he went through her fine pubic hair. He noticed her soft little ringlets on her mons pubis and the smaller outlets right around her labia majora and inner thighs. Turning his hand around, he then pushed his index finger between her labia until they encompassed it. The doctor checked if this caused Carolin any pain or whether there was any discharge, while the girl hold her breath, shocked by the strange sensation of unknown and determined fingers between her legs. She would have liked to take a step back, away from his touch, but the doctor’s left hand was on her hip and firmly kept her in place. Carolin also knew her mother would not have it. Even without looking at her, Carolin could feel how her mother sternly observed her every move. Watching her, as the doctor examined the texture of her delicate labia, consecutively palpating both sides from top to bottom, pulling them apart. Checking every last detail to assert himself that his patient was in good health. This way becoming a part of Carolin’s infinitesimal small circle of people who had touched her vagina. She was still able to count every single person who had seen her naked ever since it really started to matter, and now the doctor was one of them as well… The realization still made its way through her to less pleasant areas of her memory, when the doctor finally let go of her. He looked satisfied and stood up again. “This looks splendid,” he praised her exuberantly. “This concludes your examination, you can get dressed again.” She looked at him, not trusting herself, wondering whether she had misheard him. A joyful feeling sprouted inside of her when she saw how the doctor turned around and took off his gloves. Maybe her sister had to be examined more thoroughly because she had been supposed to see a gynecologist for long time now – an appointment for which Carolin still had time left. After all, the doctor had told Cathrin that the extent of her examination was usual.

She was close of feeling relieved, but all of a sudden her mother chimed in yet again; “I’m afraid Carolin hasn’t been to a gynecologist either. It’d be reassuring if you could take a more detailed look at her vagina as well. I’d also appreciate it if you checked the position of her uterus, just to be safe.” The doctor contemplated her request for a moment before he answered, “Usually, that wouldn’t have been a part of Carolin’s examination today, but of course we should better be safe than sorry,” he looked at Carolin and continued, “And you have already seen your sister’s examination, so you know there’s nothing to be scared of.” Cathrin shuddered, while Carolin’s world collapsed, for she had truly started to think she would be spared from the rest of the examination. Her premature elation immediately congealed and felt like lead in her stomach as she began to understand what suddenly was still to come now. His fingers not only at, but inside her vagina and… and after that… also in her bottom! She started to tremble almost unnoticeably. “Well then Carolin, please go back on the couch again,” he ordered and put on a brand new pair of the dreaded gloves.

Carolin was still standing next to the examination couch and luckily just had to fall down to sit on it again. She was not sure whether she would have been able to walk at that moment. It was all a nightmare she had not even known existed. Her joints felt numb… The doctor already stood at her side, his hand on her shoulder to comfort the pitiful girl. He said, “Now just lie down and it’ll be over before you know it.” Carolin did not know what else to do. She lied down on the couch again and without further explanations, the doctor pushed her knees to the side. Her thighs opened up a little, but it was not nearly wide enough for him… “Carolin, try to press the soles of your feet together and then move your feet as close to your bottom as possible.” She followed his instructions, thinking – hoping – for a most naïve second it would be another exercise, until the full effect of her position became all too apparent. By pulling her pressed together feet up, she spread her legs at the maximum for his access to her vagina… and its examination. “That’s a good girl,” the doctor praised her. Through her wide spread legs, now everyone in the room could clearly see how Carolin’s labia majora opened up enough so that her slit gave away her finer, inner labia as well as the subtle shining delicate pink of her virginal vagina – a lovely view. Carolin on other side become hot of shame. To be put on display like this – completely nude, legs spread – made the situation incredibly humiliating for her. At least before she had been allowed to stand, but now they all looked down on her, while her body was presented in all its details… Because of all this, Carolin was visibly tensed as she awaited the rest of her examination, internally pleading for the ordeal to be over soon. She tried to encourage herself, calm herself, persuade herself that it was not so horrible after all, because the doctor – and her mother – just wanted to check she was healthy… It did not work, because in the next instance, the doctor came back with the measuring tape and she knew just too well, where he would use it this time, whether she wanted him to or not – and she did not want him to, turned her eyes away. “Don’t get startled, you’ll feel my hands again,” he announced and put them above her knees on her thighs. Carolin felt them wandering to the insides of her thighs, then sliding higher… and higher… until they were back at her vagina. With the measuring tape, the doctor primarily checked the growth of her pubic hair to assess her development. Therefore, he started his measurements with the metallic tip of the tape at her vagina and then measured in every respective direction of her body parts: to the inside of her thighs, her pubic mound, even right down to her anus, which sent a shiver through her body. His hands seemed to be everywhere at once, moved without any restraint, brushed her labia as if by accident while he measured, came close to her clitoris, touched all those deeply intimate places… and it was just the beginning… The doctor finished up his measurements and noted down the results on Carolin’s index card. “Wonderful,” he generally summarized, “Then I’ll examine the inside of your vagina next. You’ve seen Cathrin’s examination, so you know there’s not a lot to it.” Carolin caught how her sister’s eyes were fixed on her feet when the doctor made this remark, revealing her point of view on the matter.

“Are you ready?” the doctor asked. Carolin nodded without speaking and deliberately closed her eyes, tried to shut the world out. Without any hesitation, his hands went back between her legs, spread her labia even further apart and carefully inserted two of fingers into her vagina, passing her small, elastic hymen. Carolin’s orifice was so narrow, that her vaginal walls noticeably pushed against his fingers while they penetrated her deeper inch by inch. Inadvertently, Carolin’s body squirmed and she could not prevent her knees from raising ever so slightly to close her thighs, unconscious and futile efforts to escape his hand. To her dismay, the doctor’s fingers felt unexpectedly large, stretched her, and without any extra moisture, his movements were rough and uncomfortable. “Please leave your legs spread wide for me and stay calm. It’ll be over quickly,” he tried to comfort her while he continued to palpate everything at will, rotating his fingers inside her vagina to meticulously reach the different sides and spots in order to leave nothing untouched. The doctor was as gentle as possible, yet he knew very well what he could expect of his young patient and that she simply had to endure some discomfort. But Carolin’s vagina had never been stretched like this before – she wished she could implore him to be more cautious, to maybe just use one finger, but she did not dare to speak up while her mother was in the room, and so she had to stay brave. She forced herself to keep her legs relaxed and as wide open for the doctor as possible. At the same time, he had his free hand on her right knee to prevent any new attempts to hamper his examination right away. Still, he also signaled Carolin with his hand that he was in control… As if she could ever forget, sprawled out all naked in front of him while two of his fingers were inside her, feeling around as he pleased… Only after he had scrutinized every last subtlety of her vagina, he withdrew his fingers again.

Carolin was about to catch her breath as the doctor immediately touched her between her labia again, pulling back the protective hood of her clitoris, revealing it. Her body was petrified, Carolin was hot and cold. It was so different from the touch of her own fingers… Usually, her clitoris gave her wonderful feelings, lust, but she did not want the doctor to see this under any circumstances. Not here, in front of her mother and sister! A huge fear rose up in her as the doctor finished his visual checkup and started to fondle her clitoris, his fingers right at Carolin’s most sensitive body part. He moved her clitoris into different directions, all the while applying a little pressure. Carolin contorted her face in distress, for his touches were not very pleasant for her. However, her thoughts were spinning out of control because she knew herself – and knew that the doctor’s fingers would not need long before she would start to get wet. Before the doctor, her mother and her sister would think the examination aroused her… Before all of them would see her in this vulnerable moment, the faint moisture of her vagina… The thought was ineffably embarrassing for Carolin. She desperately tried to distract herself, to suppress her body’s natural reaction. She could not have known the doctor would at least stimulate her until her clitoris was supplied with more blood – these few seconds became an eternity for the tormented girl. Eventually, the doctor noticed how the area around her clitoris became darker and it enlarged. Carolin felt it immediately, hoping her mother and sister did not see it and that the doctor would not tell them. The doctor took his finger away, satisfied with the result and knowingly looking at his patient before stating: “Everything seems to be in order down there.” Carolin’s body felt like it was deflating a little and she closed her legs again – she had made it. Almost… for the worst part was yet to come.

“You already know I still have to check the position of your uterus. For that, I’ve to examine you through your bottom,” he unnecessarily explained again as if Carolin could have been able to push this fact aside, “When was the last time you went to the toilet?” She knew exactly what he meant by that, but she was still so caught up in the examination of her vagina – still felt a faint tingling sensation in her clitoris – that she consciously had to search for the words, “This… this morning.” She had been in the bathroom right after her sister. “Alright, then the examination shouldn’t be a problem. Would you please kneel down on the couch and prop yourself up on your arms?” he asked the question that was none, at least none Carolin was seriously able to say no to. Eventually, he would get what he wanted, at the latest her mother would make sure of it. It made a part of her resign and her defense crumbled as she rolled over on her stomach. Slowly, she got into the demanded position, lowered her head between her arms, demonstrating her submission. His hands patted her right above her bottom. “Move your bottom a little closer to me,” he ordered and she moved her arms and legs closer together in order to elongate her bottom into his direction. “Now it’s perfect.” By witnessing Cathrin’s examination, Carolin had a rough vision of what she looked like right now – and of the view that presented itself to the doctor. Her bottom was completely accessible for him now, but her vagina was fully in his view again as well.

Carolin thought that her bottom was the most unfavorable part of her body by far. She was indifferent to it being well shaped even though flat. No, she had never understood what was supposed to be attractive about a bottom, had never been able to blind out its repulsive function. When she had learned about anal sex, the act seemed preposterous to her, perverse. Now the doctor was about to examine her right in that place… The doctor seemed to sense her thoughts and said, “You don’t need to be nervous because I’m examining your bottom. I’m sure you’re a clean girl.” She winced as she considered the alternative, hoped with all her force that the doctor would be right and that she would not disappoint him, even though there was nothing she could do about it. It was her most severe concern about this particular examination… While the revulsion was still in her thoughts, the doctor spread her cheeks apart and was rewarded with an unobstructed view of the wrinkles of her small anus. Something, almost only her parents had seen up to this point. On the face of it, the doctor could not find any abnormalities: Carolin’s anus had a darker tone than its surrounding skin, some small hairs on the stretch to her vagina and looked perfectly healthy. The doctor put his index finger above her muscle to not startle his patient and to get her used to his touch. Carefully, he then let it slide to the middle of her orifice. A tremble went through the girl’s whole body, accompanied by a sorrowful moan – Carolin’s anus was obviously very sensitive. The doctor said, “This’ll feel very unfamiliar Carolin. But when you’re good and press against my finger, I promise you to finish as soon as I can. Can you do that for me?” – “Yes…”, she affirmed, downcast and barely audible. At that, she could feel how his finger pushed into the opening of her anus. Even this minimal intrusion hurt Carolin, her entire bottom tensed up. “How you have to press!” he commanded. With the tip of his finger already inside her bottom, she felt vulnerable like never before, utterly powerless. The only thing she wanted, craved, was for this examination to be over, so that she was no longer forced to share her body. She needed this agony to end, yet had to be obedient one more time for that to happen. It was her only way out of here… so Carolin focused… and pressed against his finger. Painfully, it slid past her anus all the way inside her rectum. Carolin whimpered and clenched her teeth. Adding to her misfortune, the doctor held the opinion that he could palpate more accurately without the use of KY-gel and so Carolin – just as her sister – had to tolerate the higher resistance of his finger. Her nerves felt like they were burning while the doctor palpated her rectum, even more so when he began to rotate his fingers and pushed her insides. One the one hand, the doctor checked the position and the back of Carolin’s uterus, but he also used the opportunity for a quick rectal examination. The sensations were fully new for Carolin and disgusted her. She was driven by her wish for the doctor to withdraw his finger again, for the examination to end, so she could get dressed again and would no longer be touched, neither on the outside nor the inside… The hopelessness came close to subdue Carolin, she could have cried, wanted to. “Almost done,” he announced and once more inserted his finger as far into her rectum as possible, lingered, watching how her little anus tightened around it. Then he finally pulled it out again – Carolin felt every inch of it and needed a lot of strength to swallow a scream. “That’s it, Carolin. You took that very well,” he praised her and petted her cheeks appreciatively. Carolin was speechless with humiliation, felt the constriction in her throat with each of her shaky breaths, the tears welling up. The fact that this man had his finger inside her bottom, of all places, that she had been obligated to accept it like it was natural just because he is doctor, was without a doubt the most ignominious part of her whole examination. Even in furtive conversations with her best friends about this day, she would keep it a secret… It took her some seconds before she dared to stand up from the examination couch. On her short way over to her mother, Carolin did not bother to cover up her body anymore – the doctor had already seen everything of her anyway…

The remainder of the examination was a blur for her, except for the comforting feeling of her clothes on her body – especially her bra and her panties. But she could barely remember the discussion of the results, just that Cathrin and her were completely healthy. Their development was perfectly normal, but the doctor still strongly recommended the mother to take her daughters to a gynecologist rather sooner than later. It was this sentence that was stuck in Carolin’s head, when she said goodbye to the doctor without another word, when they were on their way back and her mother complained about Cathrin’s behavior and when they eventually went for ice cream…