Brooke slowly rose, trying to conceal her nakedness with her hands. She stepped to the middle of the exam room, one arm covering her breasts and the other covering her pubes. She stared at the floor as the whole group eyed her.

"Please put your hands at your side, Brooke," Dr. Stone commanded firmly.

Slowly, Brooke put her hands down and exposed herself fully. Her face and body were flushed with embarrassment, as she stood there totally humiliated.

"Well," Dr. Stone began, "as you can see, Brooke's body seems to be in normal, healthy condition."

With this, Dr. Stone grabbed a long ruler from one of the shelves. He approached Brooke and lifted up her breasts with it.

"Brooke's breasts appear to be in a normal state for her age, quite firm in fact." Dr. Stone then began to squeeze her breasts, lifting them and kneading them with his fingers.

"Her nipples seem normally erect and produce no discharge." With this, he pinched her nipples firmly between his fingers as she let out a little yelp and wriggled in discomfort.

"Okay, Brooke, please turn around for us," the doctor ordered.

Brooke turned around, giving everyone a view of her firm little rear.

"As you can see," Dr. Stone said as he stroked the ruler lightly down Brooke's back, "Brooke's spine seems perfectly formed. Everything seems in place. Now before we begin our internal exams, I'd just like to check Brooke's breathing and heart rate. I find the best method for this is to have your patient do some form of light exercise first."

Dr. Stone reached under the exam table and brought out a small stepping device. He then placed it at Brooke's feet.

"Brooke, I need you to use the steps for about a minute. Try to step up and down and a brisk pace, then we'll check your heart rate and breathing afterward. Billy, time this for one minute exactly. Ready? Okay, Brooke, begin."

Brooke couldn't believe this was happening. There she was, totally nude in front of all these people (one of them a cute boy she had a crush on in high school!), stepping up and down vigorously, her breasts and buttocks shaking furiously. Everyone was staring at her as her motions made slight ripples in her flesh. Finally, Billy called the time after an exact minute.

"Please have a seat on the table, Brooke," Dr. Stone commanded. Brooke hurried to the table and hopped up on it. She was beet red and a little out of breath from the exercise. God, this has to be over soon!

Dr. Stone began to listen to her heart as he pushed the cold stethoscope up against her chest. He made her breathe in and out deeply as her cute breasts rose and fell, giving the five young male interns a nice little show. Even Carmen Jones, one of the female interns, was getting a little hot. As much as she tried to hide her lesbian tendencies, Brooke was really turning her on!

As Dr. Stone stopped, he announced to the group that everything was perfectly normal. He then removed his plastic gloves. Is it over? Brooke thought hopefully. But he suddenly snapped on a fresh pair as Brooke's hopes sunk.

"What I'd like to do know is demonstrate how a rectal exam is done. Brooke, would you please assume a crawling position for us and spread your legs as wide as possible?"

Shivers went down Brooke's spine as she slowly got on all fours, knowing that she was about to expose herself to the fullest.

Brooke assumed a doggie-style position, keeping her legs and buttcheeks tightly clamped together. She was dreading exposing herself like this.

Dr. Stone stood behind her. "Please spread your legs as wide as you can, Brooke," he ordered.

Slowly, she opened up. As she moved her legs and ass apart, her tiny pucker and beautiful little vagina came into view. Her tits hung down, pointing at the table, her nipples still rock hard.

There she was, naked as a jaybird and on all fours like a dog; her little ass stuck up in the air. Every eye in the room was directed to her tiny asshole.

Dr. Stone spread her cheeks apart with one hand as he took a penlight from his shirt pocket. He turned it on and shone the light directly on Brooke's anal opening.

"Okay, everyone," he said, "come and take a closer look."

Brooke was mortified at the thought of all them closely eyeing her exposed crack. She knew her vagina must be in full view also as the doctor went on much to her "spreading" embarrassment.

"No discoloration, everything seems perfectly clean. Now what I'd like to do is lubricate the patient right now."

Brooke buried her face in the table at this comment, nervously thinking about the serious discomfort that awaited her.

Suddenly, a knock came at the door.

"Yes?" Dr. Stone answered sharply.

"It's Sam from maintenance," a male voice answered. "I need to get some supplies from in there."

"Can't you come back another time?" Dr. Stone answered, annoyed.

"No sir," the voice answered. "Dr. Morris wanted me to come get the stuff, A.S.A.P."

"Well," Dr. Stone announced to the group, "since Dr. Morris is the head of the facility, I guess we better let this guy in." What? Brooke thought.

"Come on in!" Dr. Stone shouted.

The door burst open and the maintenance man walked in. He was about 40, very skinny and had a few missing teeth. He had the name Sam embroidered on his shirt. Brooke almost died, as another person was about to add to her humiliation.

"Hello, doctor," Sam said. Then he noticed Brooke, buck-naked and on all fours. His face lit up with a sleazy grin, looking as if he just hit the jackpot on a Las Vegas slot. "Well, hello miss," he said to Brooke, not able to take his eyes off of her.

"Just get what you need and get out," Dr. Stone said to Sam curtly. "Will do, will do," Sam said as he began to collect some things from the cabinets, never taking his eye fully off Brooke.

"Like I was saying before we were rudely interrupted," Dr. Stone continued, "we first must lubricate the patient."

Dr. Stone spread some KY on his gloved finger, preparing for the penetration.

As Brooke turned her head to the side, she noticed something terrible. Everyone in the waiting room was staring at her. Sam had left the door wide open!

"Doctor," Brooke said frantically but was cut off.

"Brooke, please don't interrupt me," the doctor said firmly. "I don't have all day for this. Just remain quiet and this will all be over very soon."

Brooke didn't know what to do. She looked out in the waiting room, humiliated. People were pointing and snickering, including the two teenage boys who were eyeing her when she was fully clothed. Before she could say anything else, Dr. Stone was trying to jam his finger into her tight butt.

Dr. Stone got resistance all the way. "Don't tense up, Brooke!" he said loudly as he gave her a smack on the rump, making the flesh of her ass shake.

Brooke could hear snickers from outside. Didn't anyone know that the door was open? Didn't they care?

Brooke opened herself up to the doctor's finger, fearful of another slap. He inserted it all the way in and began to grope around, much to Brooke's discomfort. Brooke wriggled and moaned her ass invaded for all eyes to see. How uncomfortable this was!

After about a minute of this, Dr. Stone removed his finger. Brooke was happy this was over, but little did she know, it wasn't nearly over yet.

Brooke stayed there on the table on all fours, her asshole aching. She was so embarrassed as she kept sneaking peeks into the waiting area where everyone was staring at her nudity. Sam still shuffled about collecting things, never taking an eye off Brooke.

"Now," Dr. Stone announced to the group, " I'd like to demonstrate one of the newest rectal probes on the medical market. It will revolutionize rectal exams, making them more thorough than they ever were."

Dr. Stone opened a drawer a removed a long, black rubber object. It was about six inches long and about 2 inches wide. It had a clear lens at its tip and some knobs and dials at its end.

Brooke looked at the thing in horror. That's not going where I think it's going, is it? she thought.

"The way it is used is very simple," Dr. Stone began. "You insert the device fully into the patient's rectum. Then you flick on the switch in the back and you look through into the lens, giving you a clear view of what's going on inside. No plugs, no batteries, just like a microscope. Now I'd like to begin by..."

"Dr. Stone," Billy interrupted. "I am very familiar with the new rectal probe. We've been using it in all my classes. Would you allow me to demonstrate?"

"Excellent, Billy," Dr. Stone commended. "I love your initiative."

Brooke rolled her eyes at this. Some initiative! She knew that he just wanted to stick that thing up her butt and embarrass her even further in front of the group, Sam and the entire waiting room. How humiliating!

"Alright," Billy started, "first you must make sure that your patient is very lubricated."

He smeared and excessive amount of KY jelly on his finger. "This won't hurt at all if you just relax," Billy said as he gave Brooke a degrading little pat on the ass. Brooke clenched her fists in anger.

As he began to slide his finger into Brooke's asshole, he stopped.

"Don't tense up, Brooke!" he said as he slapped her on her ass, copying Dr. Stone.

Damn him! Brooke thought as her ass shook from the slap. I wasn't even tensing up! He did that on purpose!

Before she could think anything else, Billy had his index finger deep in her rectum. She moaned and held the table in discomfort.

Billy then began to insert his middle finger as well. It took a bit, but he finally had both fingers jammed all the way up Brooke's tiny opening.

Brooke moaned loudly as everyone watched. Finally, Billy removed his fingers. "Now it is time to insert the probe." Billy lifted the black device to Brooke's ass, and began to press forward. He knew he could get it in himself but decided to embarrass the girl a little further.

"I'm getting a little resistance. Brooke, you're going to have to help me out a little bit. I need you to reach behind you and spread your buttocks with your hands for me. As wide as you can, please."

Brooke knew he was trying to humiliate her even further. Damn him!

Slowly, she reached behind her and pulled her asscheeks apart. She could feel every eye there upon her as the Goosebumps ran wild all over her body.

Billy pressed the device against Brooke's tight opening. "Now just push back Brooke as I push forward," he said.

She did so, feeling the huge object being stuffed in her ass. She moaned loudly as it pressed further and further in. Finally it was all the way in, every inch. Brooke was still on all fours, shuddering; a hunk of rubber stuffed up her tight little rectum. Everyone watched her humiliation as the group peered up the probe and took a look into Brooke's rectal passage. Brooke lay there, her face buried into the table, hoping that this would all be over soon.

After the whole group had a look, Billy slowly removed the probe, inch by inch, until it sprung out from Brooke's asshole with a popping noise. The group watched as her pucker closed back to its normal size, perhaps a little bigger than before.

Sam the maintenance man finally had what it took him fifteen minutes to collect- a pair of scissors and a box of gloves. "Good-bye miss," Sam said as he licked his lips, closing the door behind him as he left.