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Old 04-18-2025, 03:11 AM
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Default Emily's Medical Exam (AI Story)

Chapter 1: The Appointment & The Study

Emily sat on the cold, paper-covered exam table, her heart pounding in her chest. She had always hated these annual check-ups, the cold, sterile environment, the unfamiliar hands touching her body. But she knew it was necessary, a rite of passage for every woman.

Dr. Harper entered the room, her warm smile putting Emily at ease. "Hello, Emily. How are you today?"

Emily managed a weak smile, "Fine, Dr. Harper."

The doctor washed her hands in the sink, the water running cold. Emily watched as Dr. Harper dried her hands, her eyes lingering on the doctor's fingers, long and slender, her nails neat and trimmed. She wondered what it would feel like to have those hands touch her, to explore her most intimate places.

Nurse Linda entered the room, a clipboard in her hand. "Dr. Harper, I have the survey for the new study we're conducting."

Dr. Harper turned to Emily, her expression professional yet kind. "Emily, we're conducting a study on the diversity of female bodies. It's important for us to understand the various shapes, sizes, and appearances of women's bodies to improve body image and sexual health. I'd like you to participate, if you're comfortable with it."

Emily hesitated, her eyes flicking to the clipboard in Nurse Linda's hand. She could see the questions, personal and intimate, about her body. She felt a mix of embarrassment and curiosity.

"Of course, I'll participate," Emily heard herself say, her voice barely above a whisper.

Nurse Linda handed Emily the clipboard, "Wonderful. Take your time filling this out. When you're done, just leave it on the table."

Emily looked down at the survey, her eyes scanning the questions.

Describe your labia majora. Do they stick out further than those of your friends? How do you know?

Emily's mind flashed to an image of her labia majora, the outer lips of her vagina, long and thick. She had always felt like they were more prominent than those of her friends, but she had never really compared them. She had caught glimpses of her friends' bodies in the locker room, their labia small and neat compared to hers. She felt a blush creep up her cheeks as she imagined Dr. Harper's fingers parting her labia, examining them closely.

How do you feel about the size of your clitoris? Do you think it's larger or smaller than average?

Her mind conjured an image of her clitoris, small and hidden, peeking out from between her labia like a shy creature. She had never really looked at it closely, had never taken the time to examine her most intimate parts. She had always been too embarrassed, too afraid of what she might find. But now, as she filled out the survey, she found herself wondering about the size and shape of her clitoris, comparing it to the stories she had heard from her friends.

Do you have any difficulties with arousal? Do you find it hard to become wet during sexual activity or masturbation?

Emily's breath hitched as she read the final question. She had never really thought about her arousal patterns before, but she knew that she had always had trouble becoming wet. She had tried masturbating, had tried to imagine herself with other people, but her body had never responded the way she thought it should. She felt a strange mix of embarrassment and curiosity as she imagined Dr. Harper asking her more questions about her arousal, about her sexual experiences.

She quickly filled out the rest of the survey, her mind a whirl of images and sensations. When she was done, she left the clipboard on the table, her heart pounding in her chest. She waited for Dr. Harper to return, her body tingling with anticipation and embarrassment.






Chapter 2: The Photographer & The Measurements

Emily sat on the exam table, her heart pounding in her chest as she waited for Dr. Harper to return. She had filled out the survey, her answers honest and detailed, her mind a whirl of images and sensations. She felt a mix of embarrassment and anticipation as she thought about the questions, the intimate details she had revealed.

The door to the exam room opened, and Dr. Harper entered, accompanied by a man Emily had never seen before. He was tall and thin, with a camera hanging around his neck. He smiled at Emily, his eyes flicking briefly to her before settling on Dr. Harper.

"Emily, this is Mr. Thompson, our photographer for the study," Dr. Harper explained, her voice calm and professional. "He'll be taking some photos for our research, with your consent, of course."

Emily's eyes widened in surprise, then embarrassment as she realized what the study was truly about. "Photos? Of my... my body?"

Dr. Harper nodded, "Yes, Emily. The study is about the diversity of female bodies, and we need visual documentation to support our research. But don't worry, Mr. Thompson is a professional, and he'll make sure you're comfortable with every shot."

Mr. Thompson smiled at Emily, "I promise, I'll be as discreet as possible. And if you're not comfortable with any of the shots, we won't use them."

Emily hesitated, then nodded, her curiosity overriding her embarrassment. She watched as Dr. Harper handed Mr. Thompson a ruler, explaining the measurements they needed to take.

"First, we'll measure the length and width of your labia majora and minora," Dr. Harper explained, her voice calm and professional. "Then, we'll measure the length and width of your clitoris. Finally, we'll take some photos to document the appearance of your genitalia."

Emily felt a mix of embarrassment and arousal as she listened to Dr. Harper's explanation. She had never had anyone measure her most intimate parts before, had never had anyone examine her so closely. She felt a strange warmth spreading through her body, her nipples hardening beneath her gown.

Dr. Harper asked Emily to remove her gown and panties, her voice gentle yet firm. Emily hesitated, then complied, feeling a rush of embarrassment as she exposed her body to the two strangers. She sat on the edge of the exam table, her legs spread, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

After Emily removed her gown and panties, she sat on the edge of the exam table, her heart pounding in her chest. She felt a mix of embarrassment and curiosity as she spread her legs, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She watched as Dr. Harper picked up the ruler, her touch gentle yet professional as she began the measurements.

Dr. Harper started with Emily's labia majora, the outer lips of her vagina. She used the ruler to measure the length of Emily's labia, from the opening of her vagina to the bottom of her labia. She read out the measurement to Mr. Thompson, who was taking notes for the study, "Five centimeters on the right, six on the left. That's a difference of one centimeter."

Emily felt a rush of embarrassment as she realized that her labia majora were not symmetrical, that they were different sizes on each side. She had never noticed this before, had never really looked at herself closely enough to compare.

Dr. Harper moved on to Emily's labia minora, the inner lips of her vagina. She used the ruler to measure the length of Emily's labia minora, from the opening of her vagina to the bottom of her inner lips. She read out the measurement, "Three centimeters on the right, four on the left. Also a difference of one centimeter."

Emily felt a mix of embarrassment and curiosity as she listened to the measurements, her mind trying to absorb the details, to understand her own body better.

Mr. Thompson moved around Emily, his camera clicking away as he captured each measurement, each intimate moment. He took photos of Emily's labia majora, her labia minora, the ruler visible in each shot, a testament to the measurements taken.

Dr. Harper then turned her attention to Emily's clitoris, the most sensitive part of her body. Emily felt a rush of embarrassment as Dr. Harper's fingers gently pulled back the clitoral hood, exposing her clitoris to the cold air of the exam room. She gasped at the sudden touch, the sudden exposure, her body tensing up in surprise.

She could feel the cold air on her clitoris, the strange, unfamiliar sensation making her squirm in discomfort. She felt a blush spread across her cheeks, her body tingling with embarrassment as she realized that her most intimate place was on display, exposed to the camera, to the eyes of the strangers in the room.

Dr. Harper used the ruler to measure the length of Emily's clitoris, from the bottom to the tip. She read out the measurement, "One centimeter. That's quite small, Emily. But remember, every woman is different, and there's no such thing as 'normal' when it comes to our bodies."

Emily blushed at the mention of her small clitoris, feeling a mix of embarrassment and self-consciousness. She watched as Mr. Thompson took a close-up photo of her exposed clitoris.

Dr. Harper then measured the width of Emily's clitoris, using the ruler to measure the distance from one side to the other. She gently pulled back the clitoral hood again, exposing Emily's clitoris to the cold air. Emily felt a jolt of embarrassment as her most intimate place was exposed again, the cold air sending a shiver down her spine.

Mr. Thompson took more photos, capturing the appearance of Emily's clitoris, the width and length visible in each shot. He took photos of her retracted clitoris, the clitoral hood pulled back, and of her unretracted clitoris, the clitoral hood covering her most sensitive place.

As the measurements and photos came to an end, Emily felt a sense of relief. She had never had anyone examine her so closely before, had never had anyone measure and photograph her most intimate places.







Chapter 3: The Internal Exam

With the external measurements and photographs complete, Dr. Harper turned her attention to Emily's internal reproductive organs. She explained the procedure to Emily, her voice calm and professional. "Now, Emily, I'm going to perform an internal exam. This will allow me to examine your uterus and ovaries, to make sure everything is healthy and functioning properly."

Emily nodded, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension. She watched as Dr. Harper picked up a speculum, a metal instrument used to open the vagina and examine the cervix. She felt a rush of embarrassment as she realized that this was the most invasive part of the exam, the most intimate examination of her body.

Dr. Harper asked Emily to lie back on the exam table, her legs in stirrups, her feet resting on the stirrups' bars. Emily complied, feeling a strange mix of vulnerability and exposure as her body was positioned for the exam.

Just as Dr. Harper was about to begin the internal exam, the door to the exam room opened and a young man entered. He was in his early twenties, with curly brown hair and bright blue eyes. He wore a white lab coat, the universal symbol of a medical student. He smiled at Emily, his eyes flicking briefly to her exposed body before settling on Dr. Harper.

"Dr. Harper, I was hoping to observe the exam today," he said, his voice eager and enthusiastic.

Dr. Harper smiled at Jake, "Of course, Jake. Come on in. This is Emily, our patient today." She gestured to Emily, lying on the exam table, her legs spread wide in the stirrups.

Jake stepped closer to the exam table, his eyes flicking briefly to Emily's exposed body before settling on Dr. Harper. "What are we examining today, Dr. Harper?" he asked, his voice eager and enthusiastic.

Dr. Harper picked up a speculum, holding it up for Jake to see. "Today, we're performing an internal exam. I'll be examining Emily's uterus and ovaries, to make sure everything is healthy and functioning properly. Then, I'll walk you through the process, so you can practice."

Jake nodded, leaning in to get a closer look at the speculum. "What does that do?" he asked, pointing to the metal blades.

"It opens the vagina, allowing us to see the cervix and perform the exam," Dr. Harper explained. She then demonstrated how to open and close the speculum, her fingers moving deftly over the instrument.

Jake watched intently, his eyes focused on Dr. Harper's hands. "Can I try?" he asked, his voice eager.

Dr. Harper smiled, "Not yet. First, let's make sure Emily is comfortable." She picked up a pair of latex gloves, snapping them onto her hands. She then lubed up her fingers, explaining to Jake, "First, we need to lubricate the vagina to make the exam more comfortable for the patient."

Jake nodded, watching as Dr. Harper inserted her fingers into Emily's vagina, her touch gentle yet firm. Emily gasped at the sudden touch, her body tensing up in surprise.

"Now, watch closely, Jake," Dr. Harper said, her voice calm and professional. She guided Jake's hand to Emily's pelvis, placing her own hand on top of Emily's pelvis. "Press up gently, Jake. You should be able to feel the cervix, a firm, rounded shape at the top of the vagina."

Jake pressed up gently, his eyes flicking between Dr. Harper's hand and Emily's face. Emily gasped again, feeling the pressure against her cervix. Dr. Harper then guided Jake's fingers deeper into Emily's vagina, explaining the anatomy and function of her reproductive organs.

"Now, it's your turn, Jake," Dr. Harper said, removing her hand from Emily's pelvis. "Remember, be gentle, and always communicate with your patient."

Jake nodded, taking a deep breath as he prepared to insert his fingers into Emily's vagina. He looked up at Emily, his eyes meeting hers for a brief moment before he focused on the task at hand.

Jake inserted his fingers into Emily's vagina, his touch gentle yet firm. He could feel the warmth and softness of her vaginal wall, the strange, intimate sensation making his heart pound in his chest. He pressed up gently, his fingers moving deeper into Emily's vagina, searching for her cervix.

"Can you feel it, Jake?" Dr. Harper asked, her voice calm and professional.

Jake concentrated, his fingers moving carefully inside Emily. He could feel something firm and rounded at the top of her vagina, but he wasn't sure if it was her cervix or not. "I...I think so," he said, his voice hesitant.

Dr. Harper guided his fingers, her touch gentle yet firm. "That's correct. Now, let's try to feel the uterus. It's like a firm, muscular organ at the top of the vagina," she explained.

Jake inserted his fingers deeper, his eyes focused on Emily's face. He could feel something firm and muscular, but he wasn't sure if it was her uterus or not. "I...I think I feel it," he said, his voice hesitant.

Dr. Harper smiled, "That's correct. You're a natural at this, Jake. Now, let's try to feel the ovaries. They're like small, soft organs, about the size of a g****, located on either side of the uterus."

Jake moved his fingers to Emily's left side, pressing gently. He could feel something soft and small, but he wasn't sure if it was her ovary or not. "I...I think I feel it," he said, his voice excited.

Dr. Harper guided his fingers to her right side, explaining, "And here, you should feel the right ovary. It's usually a little higher than the left, but it's still quite small."

Jake pressed gently, his eyes wide with curiosity. "I...I think I feel it," he said, his voice excited.

Dr. Harper lubed up the speculum, her touch gentle yet firm. She then inserted the cold metal into Emily's now lubricated vagina, the sensation making Emily gasp. She could feel the speculum opening her vagina, the strange, stretching sensation making her squirm in discomfort.

Dr. Harper adjusted the speculum, opening it wider to expose Emily's cervix. Emily could feel the cold air on her exposed cervix, the strange, unfamiliar sensation making her blush with embarrassment. She could also feel the speculum pressing against her clitoris, the pressure sending a jolt of pleasure through her body.

Dr. Harper then performed the Pap smear, using a small brush to collect cells from Emily's cervix. Emily winced at the strange, scratchy sensation, her body tensing up in surprise. She could feel the brush moving inside her, collecting the necessary cells.

Once the Pap smear was complete, Dr. Harper instructed Jake to take a look at the cervix. "Jake, come closer. I want you to see where I collected the Pap smear from," she said, her voice calm and professional.

Jake leaned in, his eyes focused on Emily's exposed cervix. He peered closely, his head disappearing below her belly, his breath warm on her most intimate place. Emily could feel his breath, his presence, making her feel exposed and vulnerable. She could see his curly brown hair, his face pressed close to her body, his eyes intently examining her insides.

She felt a strange mix of embarrassment and curiosity, her body responding to the attention, to the intimacy of the moment. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She felt a strange warmth spreading through her body, her nipples hardening, her clitoris throbbing with arousal.

Jake looked up at her, his eyes wide with curiosity and wonder. "I...I can see the cervix," he said, his voice hesitant. "It's...it's strange, but fascinating."







Chapter 5: The Conclusion

With the internal exam and Pap smear complete, Dr. Harper removed the speculum, the cold metal sliding out of Emily's vagina. Emily let out a sigh of relief, her body tingling with a mix of embarrassment and arousal.

Dr. Harper cleaned up the exam table, disposing of the speculum and her gloves. She then turned to Emily, her expression warm and professional. "Emily, you've been a wonderful participant in this study. Your body is healthy and functioning properly, and your genitals are beautiful and unique."

Emily blushed at the compliment, feeling a mix of pride and embarrassment. She sat up on the exam table, her legs still spread, her body exposed. She looked down at her body, her eyes taking in her labia, her clitoris, her vagina.

Dr. Harper continued, "Your participation in this study will help us better understand the diversity of female bodies, and improve women's health and sexual education. You should be proud of your contribution."

As Emily left the exam room, she felt a strange mix of relief and pride, her body aching from the exam. She felt a newfound appreciation for her body, for its diversity and its uniqueness. And she knew that she would never look at herself, at her body, the same way again.
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A doctor friend once told me that his training was with female volunteers (not actual patients). I think he said the volunteers got paid a bit for their participation.

It's not always easy to find the cervix and even harder to get a good pic (it's really dark down there.)
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