My name is Yazmin, it is not my real name but I will use it to tell you what happened to me in a medical examination to access a job.

First I will tell you that although I am a 22-year-old student and with the money my parents give me, I do not get much, that's why I decided to look for a job in the afternoons without telling them anything. The job was a few hours in an administrative hospital, no experience was needed and it was very well paid, so I was really interested in it. So I went there.

As it was the first days of September, I was quite informal, I was wearing a pink top that was a bit too small for me so it fits very, very tight and short and enhances my breasts, which although they are not small, are not huge either, but if very firm and hard.

I had also put on some pants, pirate type, with which I had the leg exposed a little below my knees, which were white and made of a very fine fabric, since it was hot, so they were a bit transparent, and on top of that They were tight on me, which made my butt stand out.

And my wardrobe was also completed with some pink sandals. The truth is that I saw myself reflected in the glass of a shop window on the street and I was gorgeous, including the outfit, I am tall, 1'70, my legs are long, my long brown hair with little blonde streaks, which shone in the sunlight a lot and my full lips, to which I had applied a bit of gloss.

When I arrived at the administration they asked me a few questions and they told me that I was perfect for the position and that I could start working immediately, the only thing that happened is that since I work in a hospital it was necessary to have a medical check-up to see my physical condition .

It seemed silly to me, I was very healthy, but the work was very good, so I told him that whenever he wanted. He replied that if he wanted he could do it right now, because also at that time (it was 9 in the morning) there was a doctor who had little work, and so tomorrow he could go to work.

So I headed to the first floor to the doctor's office. I knocked on the door and the doctor told me to come in. The room was tiny with a glass cabinet with some instruments, a white stretcher with a green sheet and a table with two chairs and the doctor on the other side, she was little, older, it seemed to me that she had little left for retirement , with white hair and glasses. She turned out to be a nice woman, and she asked me the typical questions about whether she had any disease, had I had an operation, etc.

I answered no, I was very healthy, in fact it was the first time I had gone to the doctor alone, since I had not gone since I was little and I had always gone with my mother, what happens is that by not having told her about work I hadn't been able to tell him to come with me. She told me to undress and sit on the table. I was very embarrassed to undress myself, also I had not indicated if she had to undress me completely or not.

The fact is that I get up from the chair, take off my pink top and lower my pants, taking off my sandals first. With what I was left with only the white strapless bra and my also white panties with two little bows on the sides, of these that are almost only a little triangle that just covers your pubic hair, although from behind they are not a thong.

Looking at the doctor to tell me if I would stay that way or take off more, but she was writing and she wasn't looking at me and I thought she would think I was stupid for not taking off at least my bra, so I put my hands on the back to unbutton it and at that moment he told me that I didn't need to undress completely, that it was fine that way, while he gave me a good review with his eyes and told me to sit down.

He approached me and asked me to open my mouth, he put a tongue depressor in me and looked at me with a flashlight. She told me that she had a very beautiful mouth, teeth and tongue.

Then he looked at my ears and nose with two metal devices and took the stethoscope to listen to me, putting it on my chest, as it was very cold, I got goosebumps a little. Then she told me to lie down and touched my legs, moving my joints, arms, with which she did the same while she asked me if it hurt.

I answered no, but she was a little nervous with that woman rubbing her body and me only in my underwear. Lastly, she felt her abdomen, near the beginning of my panties and when she was touching me, a doctor suddenly came in to ask her about the medical file and of course she also saw me lying there, which I was not amused.

When he left, the doctor told me that I could get dressed, but that I had some red spots on my back that worried her a little and she asked me if I had had sexual relations, I answered that only once with a boy recently and she told me that Although it was almost certain that it wasn't, it could be a sexually transmitted disease and that he was going to send me some tests and that I should stop by the basement floor because there was a gynecologist who was a friend of his and I would tell him about it, on his behalf.

In addition, she told me that he was in the office, although before he stopped by the next room to do a blood and urine analysis. And he gave me a flyer.

I left the office, worried about my health and because I had to go through a gynecologist's office, who might order me to undress and examine me, what a shame and on top of that all by myself. I went into the next room and a fat South American nurse pricked me for blood and she gave me a can for my urine, telling me the bathroom was down the hall pretty dry.

My surprise was that when I got to the bathroom I saw that there was a sign that said it didn't work. Of course it was my lucky day, I went back and told the nurse and she told me that there was no problem, that it was broken but that I could do it right there.

I didn't want to urinate there in front of the fat lady, I thought she would leave when I looked at her, but she told me: "come on girl we don't have all day, if you're ashamed I'll turn around." Of course I was ashamed to drop my pants and panties in front of that chick and pee!

She turned around so I lowered my clothes from the waist down and crouched down, but it took forever to urinate in that situation, when I managed to fill the can I realized that I had no paper and I had to tell her, She had to turn around to take it and give it to me, and in the end she saw me in that position with my panties around my ankles, and she looked at me well, thankfully she turned around again so that I could pull them up.

I left there very embarrassed with my bottle of urine and my little tube of blood from the analysis on my way to the gynecologist's office.