Patient Name : Marie Davidson

33years. 120Pounds. 5'4 ”.

My wife was going to get her yearly complete physical. She had never seen this doctor before. We just found him in the local listings.

We were both very excited as we waited in his test room. My married woman was terrified. She hated doctor test. They are hugely embarrassing and abase and often painful for her.

I could see the fear on her case as we waited and waited.

After a forty-five minute wait because the Doctor of the Church had some sort of emergency he had to deal with, the door opened and the doctor came in. The retentive hold and the expectancy made us both as lesion up as people can be. Every face in my body felt electric. And then ...

We were both stunned. I could see the smell of shock on my married woman 's face, and I am sure I had one also.

This guy was HUGE !

I am six infantry two inches and he towered over me. Probably four in taller than me.

But I did n't understand the literal significance of this until the succeeding import when it all coagulated in my mind.

We both stood to greet him as he suck out his hand to stimulate mine first.

His hand was monstrous. My hand disappeared into this huge fist with the productive fingers I have ever seen. Palming a b orb was not a problem for this guy.

Then he shake my wife's hand and her lilliputian hand completely disappeared into the meaty fist and I saw the repugnance on her face as she stared at his enormous deal. She knew that those humongous fingers would soon try to diffuse her soft vagina and that thought terrified her.

We all sat while he asked some query. The only medical concern she had was that she had been bleeding very heavy last few period of time. And having lots of bother and some incontinence.

He said something like,"we will see if we can figure this all out."

I could n't stop staring at his huge fingers.

Then he said the tidings I had been waiting to hear,

"Alright, if you will remove all of your clothes and put on this nightdress I will be back in a min and we can get started."

I might have forgotten to mention that I am a big pervert and I love doctor exams. Actually, I love anything that gets my married woman naked in strawman of another man.

Massages, Doctors, naturist clubs…

But a doctor exam is the best. Not only will this strange man see her completely naked in a moment, but he will feel her all over. And finger her !

The split second he said,"lead off all of your clothes ..."my dick grew ten times.

She started to pull off her shirt and I got down to untied her shoes.

I knew she would try to get the nightie on as fasting as she could, but when she got her top off and was undoing her pants I started feeling her breasts. She tried to push me away. An statement we had had many sentence before. Every twelvemonth in fact at her yearbook exam.

"Come on. You said I could experience you a little before the exam."She knows I love this so much. Finally she acquiesced and I felt her up as she took off her pants and undies. I was in Eden. She was undressing for a unknown man and I was feeling the most awe-inspiring firm breasts.

I rubbed her nicely trimmed cumulus and slipped a finger's breadth inside her. She pushed me away.

I protested, and begged,"just a slight please."

Again she let me rub her knoll some but when I slipped my finger in again she pushed me away and put on the gown.

But I got my look and my gumshoe was rock hard.

I tried to convince her that if she was aroused the test would be easier because her natural lubricants would allow the pawn and fingers to slide in more easily.

And I believe this is true, but she was not convinced.

She sat on the table in the slenderize gown and waited. She was already all red with overplus and now she was also mad at me. So she was starting this examination already really tense. When she is tense up pelvic exams are always more painful.

She looked so vulnerable and scared and unseasoned sitting there. Her thigh exposed nicely below the short exam gown. Erect nipples poking from under the thin gown. It was so hot. I felt bad for her cause I knew how scared she was. But still I was rock hard.

I kept feeling her up through the gown as we waited.

I knew she was scared of this guy and his fat fingers. Internal examination always hurt her. She has a small vaginal scuttle and I think it gets tighter if you do n't stretch it for a spell. So I had not had sex with her for one month before this exam.

We both knew this would be terrible for her.

The doctor came in and said,"lets get started."

He did routine middle and ear hooey first. I was fascinated by how diminutive she looked in his grievous hands. He moved her head around and she looked like a doll.

Then he opened the gown in the spinal column to listen to her lungs.

The view of her beautiful back and bottom bare on the mesa was heavenly.

When he was done he went to the strawman and said,"lets have a expression at your white meat now."

She whispered,"Okay."

As he stood in presence of her, towering over her, his huge hands picked up the nightie on each berm and dropped it in her lap. Completely exposing her delectable breasts to us.

And they are splendid !

In my opinion.

At 33 her firm full phase of the moon B cup white meat still point out on her bureau. Barely any sag at all. Lips-red, silver-dollar-sized ring of color and rock hard nipples.

This first exposure is the best share of an examination for me and the thought of exposing herself to a strange man terrorizes her. I love this moment. In my mind it lasts minutes.

The doc and I both stared at my wife's bare chest. As we looked I could see the red splotches start to appear on her chest and belly. She was about as embarrass as she could be. Here was this alien just staring at her breasts. It was so humiliating for her. And she knew I loved it, so that made her mad as well. She just stared past the doctor at the wall.

After we just took in the survey for what seemed like a long clip, the doc said,"alright."

he then put one deal under a breast and put his other script on top of it and started squeezing her bare breast between his hands.

He did this technique on both breasts just feeling the completely white meat and rolling it around between his hands. Then he started pressing and lifting.

This is when she started wincing. Her tit get very sore about a week before her period starts. And this was that demand day, so they were extremely mad already.

As he pushed and squeezed her breasts she winced and squirmed Thomas More and more. I could see tear welling up in her eyes. That was unusual. It did n't usually anguish that much, but sometimes they are very sore from her cycle.

The doctor seemed totally forgetful to her discomfort and just continued to maul her delicate beauties. And he was very rough in with them. He squeezed them tighter than MD usually do it seemed to me.

He finished with each breast by pinching with the fingerbreadth of both hands underneath the breast and both thumbs on top.

He squeezed and slid his hands from the base all the way out to the end of her nipple. This looked brutal, even if her chest were n't already sore. It looked like he was trying to pull her off of the tabular array by her breast.

"Ow ! Ow ! Ow ! Ow ! Ow !"she cried as he pulled so brutally on her. Then he repeated the motility on her other breast.

"Owww !"she cried out.

As he said,"that looks undecomposed,"and turned away, my married woman wiped the weeping from her eyes and sat staring true ahead. She hated us both. She loathed me for enjoying this abuse of her.

And, she knew the speculative was yet to come.

The doctor turned back with the chart in his hand and asked,"did n't the wet-nurse get your weight and BP ?"

My wife didn't say anything so I finally said she had not.

He said,"well lets do that rattling quick if you will step over here,"as he walked to the upright graduated table against the wall.

My married woman pulled her gown up and held it at her neck instead of tying it and walked over to the scale.

The view from my can was brilliant. Her unanimous dorsum and bottom and all of her peg were fully exposed to me.

Even after all these years of matrimony, she is the most magnificent beast in my legal opinion. I could n't have a go at it her prat more. business firm and bouncy. human race Class. Her best feature.

She showed it to me as he took her exercising weight and made her turn around for the height share. With her hand up holding the ties at her neck, the scrubs was lifted at the hem. I could just see her garden pink back talk below the gown. And all of her fantastic, now fire-engine red, leg. Then she walked back to the exam table giving the doctor the spectacular hind end view I just had.

He said,"alright Army of the Righteous do the pelvic exam now."

She meekly said,"okay."

He said,"slide down and put your fundament in the stapes,"as he pulled the stirrups out and extended them. blood rushed to my already over pressurized phallus. My balls actually started to languish at this point.

I saw her boldness cringe as she knew he was about to look at her most familiar division. Her impudently shaved bouffant pink lips !

She put her feet in the stapes and I 'm sure that was his get-go prospect of her nicely shaven pussy lips.

I could see on her expression that she knew it also. Her human face had been tempestuous. It was her, ‘ I hate every man'face. But now it was her frighten away face.

She hated being exposed to a stranger.

The Doctor then said,"now slide down until your undersurface is at the very end of the table. She moved again but not enough so now he said,"slide down until you feel your backside allude my hand."

I could n't see him disturb her bottom, but he was finally satisfied and he lifted the gown up to her knees.

The way he left it blocked her view of him and what was happening, and she hated it when doctors do that. She pulled it down to her belly. Completely exposing her peg and pubic mound and some belly to us.

He looked at her questioningly and she said she likes to see what is going on.

He just said OK.

He put a mitt on each of her adorable second joint and said,"first I will await everything over on the outside and work sure we do n't see anything unusual."The look of his monstrous hands on her house white thigh was AWESOME !

He pushed on her perfect thighs and spread her legs and then turned his attention to her vagina. He poked her lip, which I had shaved that dawning. I left a Nice patch in front but trimmed where it goes out to the sides too far, and from her clitoral strong-armer down she was completely hairless.

When he first touched her, her whole body stiffened. Her knees closed and the Doctor had to push them back heart-to-heart. He put his hand on her petite knee and she looked like a child next to such a large man.

He touched her bare pussy lips and pressed on her hair covered pile. She seemed to move barely perceptibly. And I am sure enough involuntarily.

Her hands were clenched in clenched fist and all red and ovalbumin knuckled.

She hated being touched by a stranger. And here was this monster of a man poking her nearly intimate component. She hated it and was furious. With me, with him, with the integral medical checkup community of interests for requiring this humiliating ordeal.

I stood up side by side to her and took her clenched fist in my mitt to solace her. And I got a much safe sentiment while standing.

He felt her mound for quite a patch. He asked if she felt any pain in the neck or anything.

He slipped one digit barely into her and pinched her fat tumescent back talk to assure some secretor he explained.

Then he said the 2nd most waited for sentence in this show.

He said,"now I will put one digit inside you."

She was now holding my hand, and immediate she squeezed it as hard as she could.

So it is authoritative to recognise that at this tip he has not put anything in her, and he has not taken the pap smear yet.

He explained that lube can interfere with the set solvent of a pap test, so you are not suppose to use any lubricator before you take the pap smear.

doctor often put one finger in a woman 's vagina without any lubricating substance to locate the position and shape of the neck. This tells them where to put the speculum to get a upright horizon of the cervix.

I believe they are also suppose to use this ‘ one finger in the vagina'technique to settle the size of it of the opening. So they know what size speculum to use. But I have only known of one doctor who used anything former than a standard, large graves speculum.

A really big instrument for a small woman.

Anyways, this guy did use the vauntingly grave accent, but we are not there yet.

Next he gloved up before putting this dry finger into my wife's tiny vagina.

After he told her what he was going to do, he spread her lips some with his other manus and just rammed his enormous finger into my terrified married woman's tiny vagina.

She squealed and pulled back on the tabular array some, and he said,"you 're okay. Just relax."

This was a completely dry finger shoved into a very dry vagina. In a adult female who was tops tense from fear. It hurt. Alot. And him saying,"you're ok…"made her want to pour down him.

He felt around and as he moved I felt her body twitching and squirm from the pain.

He then yanked it out and said,"OK, now we will put the speculum in and do the intimate exam."

Again, she squeezed my bridge player as hard as she could.

As I said, he pulled out a prominent Steffi Graf speculum but he kept it low so she did not see how big it was. We had talked about the different sizes and she was say to ask him if he could use a smaller size, but she was so freaked out she forgot. And, supposedly, so did I.

Again, he had not taken the pap smear yet, so with no lubricant he rammed this orotund, metallic legal document into my wife's pink vagina. He just pushed. I could see her delicate puffy pink mouth pulled inward with the metal device.

Again she pulled back on the table and this clock time in a very wild voice she shouted,"OUCH !"

He said,"I 'm blue, but we cant use lubricant."He could have opened her with one paw to get introduction easier. And he could have done it slowly instead of just pushing hard. And, he could have used water as a kind of lubricant. Not big but salutary than dry. And as I said, he could induce used a much low speculum.

Again you could see tears welling up in her eyes.

He said,"I'll give you a second gear to adjust to it."

In a few seconds he rotated the speculum and opened it. She squirmed and bit her lip and squeezed my mitt and made small whimpering phone.

She kept jumping every time he moved it. It must make been terribly irritating. The speculum was at least twice as encompassing as it should have been.

When it was situated right he looked in and said,"well your cervix looks good."

He took a pap spot and she jumped when he did, but she was not tearing up now. Now she was just pissed !

Again, I was standing at her side looking over her cumulation at the natural action, so I had a pretty good view.

When he took the speculum out he did n't come together it any until only like a half in of the flier was still inside her.

I have seen the technique of removing the speculum, and I know that they try to go for it spread as they remove it so they can see the sides of the vagina. To look for lesion or anything that looks strange. But they try to conclude it as they are removing it because the end of the bills are much wider than farther up on the waist of the tool. Bottom line. It hurt like hell. And it looked like he intended for it to hurt !

She made a sound and pulled back and squeezed my hand so hard. Her helping hand squeezes were a really a good feed back chemical mechanism on her pain story. And that one hurt.

"Now I will do a digital examination,"he said,"and this time I can use lubricant so it wont be so uncomfortable."he had a ‘ pleased with himself'look on his face like that made the previous pain acceptable. I knew his unaffectionate posture was making her Rubia tinctorum. And ‘ uncomfortable,'is not how she would describe it.

He sat down and what my wife did n't see, but I did, made me squeeze her hand as gruelling as I could.

I 'm an brain-teaser. I probably do n't really know what that means, but I am complicated. I love the pain in the ass and her humiliation, but sometimes I hate it. Sometimes, for case, at a nudist camp or something, I'll get all covetous and try to keep mass from seeing her. But I really make love showing her consistency to alien. Sometimes I want to protect her. This, for about thirty seconds, was one of those times.

I squeezed her helping hand as intemperately as I could and my innocent, compliant wife looked at me with a confused and scared facial expression on her beautiful face. I was scared for the painful sensation I knew she was about to feel. I wanted to quit the ordeal. But then I looked at the scene, and my prick involuntarily jerked and spurted some precum.

The finale metre she had jumped from the pain, her long curly hair flew into her face and she had shaken it back. But did n't use her hands. So right now one lock of silky curl was stuck on the side of her deep sass. She was a beautiful puppet. Her sass were begging for my penis. The dark-brown silky roll pointing the way to her perfect mouth.

Her middle changed quickly to terrified as she saw the terror on my face.

She screamed, and I mean screamed,"OUCH !"As she sat good and tried to pull away from the doctor ramming, and I mean ‘ ramming'TWO of his monstrous fingerbreadth one-half thick into her vagina, aided by the rich lubricator. She later told me she was sure he had torn her skin when he did that. The pain was so intense. She said it felt like a knife cut her lips.

He had his early hand over her second joint, decent by her belly and held her in seat with that hand so she could not pull out any.

It was an awful sight. He completely surrounded her second joint with his huge hand so she could not move. And his digit were buried second knuckle trench in my wife's vagina.

He said,"ill give you a second to get used to that."

It was going to adopt a lot more than a endorsement. I am an average guy, but honestly his index finger was nearly as wide as my phallus. Not quite. And now he had rammed two of them into her.

He had obviously bottomed out. I knew he was bottomed out because as he pushed into her, she moved back the equal amount.

She settled back onto the table and onto his fingers.

He stood between her unembellished albumen legs with two fingers in my married woman's vagina, then he started pushing on the silky hair of her bush. I had shaved her from her clitoral hood down. So from my position I could see the strip backtalk of her puffy garden pink twat squeezing his fingers.

"Before we do anything else lets test your muscular tissue tone,"he said.

She had told him abut having urinary dissoluteness and he said that he would test her muscle whole step and that often Physical Therapy will solve the problem if it is just poor muscles.

So with two finger still in her he said,"now I would like you to nip my fingers as hard as you can when I say to. As if you are trying your sound to bear back an overfull bladder."

"Okay, squeeze."his supercilium went up as he exclaimed,"oh ! Very good."he twisted his digit in her vagina, then he said,"and again."and again he said,"Excellent !"

He seemed genuinely surprised at how strong her vagina muscular tissue are. And wow, they really are !

While moving around his fat fingers in her vagina, the doc said,

"fountainhead that is not your way out. You have very serious muscle tonicity in your vagina. Do you do physical exertion ?"

My shy married woman answered immediately in a very small meek voice.

"Yes, I do kegels all the time."It seemed like he kind of grinned. Probably not, but he was certainly thinking about her tight vagina and those extremely strong muscles.

He continued to poke his fat digit into her stretched pussy for a really long time.

He shoved his fingers in as deep as they would go. I could finger her movement back as he did. When he located her ovaries and pinched them between his two tremendous finger which were in her vagina and his other manus on her belly, she squeaked and jumped and grimaced.

He did that on each side, and again, it seemed to me that he wanted to crap it hurt more than than it needed to. He rolled her ovaries as she grimaced and squirmed on the table.

Even with all his pushing, he never got is fingerbreadth in deeper than half way.

Finally he, and she, had had enough and he pulled his sopping bubbly finger's breadth out of her and her vagina immediately snapped shut.

And then, as he was doing it, so she had no warning, he explained that he was about to put one digit back in her vagina as he put one in her bottom.

I could see the terror on her typeface as she wanted so much to scream NOOO ! ! ! I know she was picturing the size of those huge fingers.

But he did it and she pulled away and bit her lip to keep on from screaming. For a instant she had restraint. But he plunged deeper in a second and her head went back in a constrained agony that I have never seen before, and she groaned.

He prodded her like that for about three minutes and she stayed tense and arched the unit time.

Then it was over.

My balls were about to explode.

He took off his mitt and my wife sat up, put her feet down and put the gown back on.

I was sad it was over but my egg couldn't admit too much more. I'm sure she was so grateful it was finally over.

But the physician wasn't done with us yet.

"So I did n't see anything really unnatural in the exam that would excuse your unusual menstrual hertz,"he said.

"But your uterus and cervix uteri seemed a footling stiff. I would gestate more mobility in the uterus of a cleaning lady your age. That could indicate something unnatural"

"An ultrasound would give us more selective information, but I think a simpler run might be an endometrial biopsy. Have you ever had one ?"

She looked at me mix up and I said,"no I do n't recall so."

"well they are very common and performed in a doctors office so I thought you might have had one and be familiar with the procedure.

He explained the procedure which involved holding the neck with an especially frightful tool—my term, not his—they call a ‘ clamp'and putting a canula into the uterus through the cervix to collect cells. On the surface sounded fairly no big deal.

"If it were scheduled we could receive recommended that you take some Tylenol before the subroutine and that would all but eliminate any discomfort."

That could n't have been a bigger lie.

"But if you want to get it now and get it over with I have done many without Tylenol. And I could turn over you a guesswork of novacain and that would do away with any discomfort. But they typically are n't very uncomfortable."

Another immense lie.

So my married woman looked at me for my opinion and I just shrugged. I knew my desires would overrule any logic I had, so this had to be her decision.

And I was surprised to earn that even though I love medical exam erotica and read all kinds of hooey about women and medicine, I did n't know what this procedure was.

She finally said,"well I 'm already here."

"Great. I'll get some supplies and be justly back."

I hugged her as she sat on the end of the exam table. And of course I felt up her magnificent titties while I did. She was so out of it that she did n't even object. And they are fantastic. They stand out so stiff on her thorax. Firm and muscular. With rock-hard mamilla begging to be bitten. I squeezed them and flopped them in my hand.

The doc came back and the nurse with him.

She had a tray of tools.

The MD sat on the potty at the end of the table and said,"okay, if you will lay back down and put your feet up in the stirrups. This time she wiggled her bottom down to the end of the exam table without being asked. When she was as he wanted, and she had pulled the gown out of her way again, he inserted the speculum again. It did n't seem to hurt any less this time. She grimaced and crawled back on the table before settling back down and allowing the metal instrument to fully interpenetrate her.

The doctor opened it with the insensitivity he had shown throughout the test. Again she squirmed and wiggled her stomach. But she was obviously trying to take it. She did n't cook a sound this time.

When he had the instrument fully candid he prepared a needle.

He said,"Now I will yield you two quick injections—he actually gave her three—of novacain. You might feel a slight pinch or cramp.

So the medical belief, I think, is that because there are so few face termination in the intimate share of a body, that sometimes things like phonograph needle are n't felt at all. And sometimes its just a touch because of so few nerve ending.

But sometimes things hurt like Inferno. Or maybe some women have Thomas More heart termination ? I dunno. But the ‘ pain in the neck'or ‘ cramp'was n't close to what my married woman seemed to experience.

As he plunged the world-class needle into her cervix, her whole body stiffened as if she were suddenly electrocuted and every muscle in her body was fully clenched. Her mind went back against the table and her backrest arched up and she was soused as a instrument panel. Since she had the gown on with the chess opening in the movement, as she arched it fell give completely exposing the breast farthest from me.

She barely started to loosen and settle back to the table when he jabbed her again and she stiffened like that a second time.

I have never seen anything like that. The pain must hold been excruciating. I have seen her suffer stacks of hurt including a broken rib and a broken leg, but I have never seen her tense with pain like that.

The third one was exactly the Saame. When she settled I saw that her nerve was covered in sudor beads. She was panting and seemed out of breather. Her face was beet red.

The doc was completely oblivious to her the whole clock time. With his attending all on her pussy.

"Now we need to open your oz slightly. I will put in gradually larger rods. You should n't feel anything.

She did.

She later told me they hurt like hell. But she said she hated him so much at that stop she was not going to grant him the satisfaction of seeing her suffer out loud. She believes all Doctor primary design is to bring down pain on adult female. Don't get her started on mamography.

Before the Doctor could adulterate her he needed to ‘ clinch'her cervix to hold it still. clinch is not an accurate de***********ion of this twist called a tenaculum which is really two very indicate heap that pierce the uterine cervix to admit on to it.

The stage are the size of a freshly sharpened pencil. That long of a point, maybe one quarter inch, and a straight portion behind the point so each point is about a half column inch long. Its a brutal device.

He picked this thing up and I saw the peak and knew what he must be going to do with it. So I moved and went behind him. The nurse was on one side knack over watching, and I went on the other side and bent-grass down so I could see. I figured the worst was he would say go sit down. But he did n't appear to care.

He put the tool into her vagina and the decimal point on either side of her cervix and then squeezed them together with the handles and locked them closed.

SHE SCREAMED."OUCH !"But it was a crying sort of ouch. A interpreter I have never heard out of her before. Her oculus were vast. She pulled back on her elbows and really pulled back from him a good human foot on the table.

But he was holding the tenaculum which was piercing her neck. It looked as if he pulled her back down to the end of the board with the tenaculum. Tears were streaming down her boldness. Her fists were clenched to her dresser as red and lily-white knuckled as I have ever seen. She finally settled back down onto the board and the doctor immediately inserted a sound to extend her out.

She pulled back and made a horrifying sad sound. Still openly crying. The doctor still unmindful to her reaction. Each rod caused her to grimace and pull up on the table. And livid knuckled each time.

Each larger dilater hurt to a greater extent it seemed. Several sentence he said,"there you go. You're fine, Just relax."She bit her lip so hard it was bleeding a trivial. I knew she wanted to sound off him.

He used four sounds then shoved in an spare long one to test the depth of her womb. She again squeaked when he hit the back o her uterus.

Finally he shoved in the canula for taking the samples.

It was a plastic rod slightly humble than a straw. It has a rasping porta on one side and as you shove it in and out it scrapes cubicle info the tube which collects the sample.

It was much fully grown than the tumid strait and again seemed to hurt tremendously. As he shoved it in and out of her uterus through her now brutalized cervix she was obviously in torment. He pulled on the tenaculum as he shoved the rod in and pushed on the torture twist as he pulled the rod out.

She threw her head from side to side and arched her back with each inward jabbing. She was sort of grunting with pain. The surgical gown was completely overt from her activity and her breasts bounced magnificently on her sweaty bureau. Her nipples were longer than I have ever seen. It was detestable ! rent streamed down her cheeks. I was certain she was about to shout ‘ STOP.'

‘ NO MORE !'

But she just cried and flopped about.

Finally he was done and pulled the canual out and gave it to the nursemaid. He opened the tenaculum but the points seemed to be stuck in the holes they had made in her cervix. And it was bleeding. The doctor had to wiggle them and then jerk them out to free them.

She jumped and screamed.

He handed the creature to the nurse who was already at the door and he said, merrily,"all done, you can get dressed now."

tears streamed down her cheeks.

I helped her put her cloths on.

After I took some flick of grade. I made her sit on the exam tabular array again. But bare, and I took photograph. Then I made her lay back. Then I wanted one with my finger in her but when I pushed my digit in she snapped back to world and just said,"no,"and jumped up and got dressed. I took more pics as she got dressed.

She did n't say anything to me for two days.

The biopsy turned up nothing and her periods went back to normal on their own.

We did eventually get a vaginal ultrasound. It was awesome.

That doctor's office was closed adjacent yr when I called and he was no longer in the local listing .