Zoey's Sports Physical
Chapter 2
Zoe laid down on the table, and she placed her hands over her now-flattened breasts. The doctor pulled her panties down slightly to the bottom of her abdomen and took his gloves off.
“This exam is going to consist of general palpation, auscultation, fat density measurements and a few tests to see your abdomen is healthy.” said the doctor. He began by pushing deep into her chubby stomach.
“Does that hurt?” he asked
“Not much” said Zoe, still covering her breasts.
The doctor then began to squeeze her abdomen all over, which embarrassed Zoe.
“Time for auscultation. Please breathe normally."
He produced a stethoscope and listened to the bottom of her belly, then around the navel, then just below the breasts, which required him to move Zoe's hands away from them. Her breasts jiggled slightly as they were exposed.
The doctor then got a pair of fat calipers. “I'm going to need you to sit up for this” he said.
Zoe sat up and her rolls were on show. The doctor began by clamping the caliper down on the roll across her deep navel, and recording the measurement, and then once again on the roll above. He instructed her to lay down again as he took more measurements with the clamps.
“I'd say you're healthy but you need to lose weight. There's an unreasonable amount of chub on your stomach.” he said, putting the calipers away. “My last check with you is to see that your abdomen moves properly, so can you stand up please?”
Zoe stood up in front of him, her hands over her breasts.
“Please put your hands to the side. I'm going to need you to do a few starjumps so I can see movement on your torso.”
Zoe was horribly embarrassed but had to do it. She jumped up and down, her large breasts bouncing and her stomach jiggling.
“Ok, like I said, you need to lose weight. Perhaps we could refer you to a healthy living program. In the meanwhile, you can put your clothes back on. You'll be going into the bigger room for an ECG next.” he said.
Two very well written chapters. I hope …
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