Svetlana, Lisa, and Clarissa enter the exam room, the cold air sending shivers down their spines. The three girls, all inmates in the strict reform school, are completely naked, their uniforms left in a heap near the door. Each takes her position on one of the three identical examination tables, lying back and placing their legs in the knee stirrups, securing the velcro "security straps" themselves.

The atmosphere in the room is heavy, the girls' dread for the mandatory weekly examination palpable. The exams, they suspect, are not only for their health but also used as a tool to break them down. Each girl reacts to this reality differently, their thoughts and feelings verbosely expressed as they lie exposed and vulnerable.

"I hate this," Svetlana mutters, her voice trembling. "I can't stand the humiliation." She tries to soothe herself by focusing on the familiar procedure. "At least we're in this together," she adds, looking over at Lisa and Clarissa.

Lisa nods, her eyes closed. "I just want it to be over," she says, her voice low. Clarissa remains silent, her face tense and anxious.

The girls' dread is justified. The examinations are painful and uncomfortable, the doctor making no effort to make them any more bearable. He does not use lubrication jelly, and his derogatory remarks about the girls only add to their humiliation.

"Open wider," he says gruffly, as he begins the pelvic exam on Svetlana. She winces as he roughly probes her pussy, her body tensing with discomfort.

"Please be gentle," she manages to say, her voice strained. The doctor grunts in response, showing no concern for her pain.

As the exam continues, the girls can't help but feel a strange mix of emotions. Despite the discomfort and humiliation, they find themselves becoming aroused. They are not supposed to let the doctor know, but the thought of being touched in such an intimate way, even in this clinical setting, is impossible to ignore.

After what seems like an eternity, the exam is finally over. The girls are allowed to climb down from the tables, their legs shaky and weak. They take a moment to gather themselves before putting their uniforms back on and leaving the room, each one feeling a mix of relief and shame.

The memory of the examination lingers, a constant reminder of the power dynamics at play in the reform school. But the girls refuse to let it break them. They continue to support each other, finding strength in their shared experiences and looking forward to the day when they can leave the school and its oppressive rules behind.