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  Dr. Richards probed the skin of her inner arm carefully and then instructed patiently, “Take a deep breath, Zoey. Count to 20 slowly and I’ll be all done.”

  Zoey’s chest expanded as she followed his instructions. She let out a small “ouch” when she felt the needle prick and then she started counting, “One, two, three . . .” Zoey heard several clicks of glass sample tubes. She’d only reached eleven when she felt Dr. Richards pressing firmly against her arm to stop the bleeding before attaching a bandage over the puncture site. “Wow, you’re fast!” she exclaimed.

  “That wasn’t so bad, was it?” Dr. Richards winked at her shocked face. “Okay, the worst is over, let’s get your clothes off and finish the exam so we can get you warmed up.” Zoey tried to resist as he pulled off her fuzzy pink sweater and diaper but Dr. Richards removed them very efficiently. Soon, Zoey found herself sitting naked on the exam table. “Now, we’d normally get your weight by having you stand on the scale but since you can’t stand, we’ll put you on this cradle scale. He picked up Zoey’s nude body and placed her in an oversized baby scale that allowed patients to be weighed from a reclining position. Dr. Richards made a note of her weight and then laid her back on the exam table.

  “Stretch out as long as you can, Zoey,” he instructed her as he measured her height. “No, don’t try to cover yourself up, Zoey. You need to reach as tall as you can for me,” Dr. Richards lay a hand on her breast bone and her hip to press her straight on the exam table. Again, he added the dimension to his notes before pulling with his hand on her hip to help her roll over on her side. “Bend your knees toward your chest, Zoey. Let’s see if your temperature has risen.”

  Zoey felt her bottom cheeks separate and the thick thermometer slid into her rectum deeply before being rotated, pulled out and pressed in, repeatedly. Zoey covered her face as she blushed at the intrusion. She was embarrassed that the in and out motion of the thermometer was stimulating her. She could feel her inner tissue moistening.

  Dr. Richards continued the motions of the thermometer before pronouncing that 10 minutes was up. “Let’s see how your temperature is, Zoey.” He shook his head slowly as he placed the thermometer on the tray. “Still too low. We’ll fix that, Zoey. First let me take a good look at you and make sure you’re healthy or if there is something else I need to treat.” He helped Zoey sit up on the table so he could palpitate her glands in her neck and use his lighted scope to check her ears, eyes, nose, and throat. “All in great shape, Zoey,” he reassured her.

  “Put your hands behind your head and sit up straight, Zoey. I’m looking first at your breasts to make sure there are no concerning bumps.” He waited for Zoey to comply as she blushed a deep red color on her face and chest. Dr. Richards did not comment but was very official and thorough. He lifted each breast and checked the area to the bottom of her breasts as well as the sides and top. “All right, Zoey, lay back down on the table. I want you to put your hands behind your head again and I’m going to examine your breasts by pressing down on all the areas of breast tissue and under your arms.”

  Zoey looked straight at the ceiling in embarrassment. Her breasts were very small and she was always afraid that a man, even a doctor, would laugh at her body. Laying there nude, Zoey shivered slightly from both the exposure to the cool air in the exam room but also in reaction to being embarrassed.

  Dr. Richards made eye contact with Zoey as he examined her breasts. “You’re doing great, Zoey. I know this is uncomfortable for you. Would it help to know that I am finding you not only healthy like the doctor inside me wants you to be, but I’m very pleased with your body as a man as well. You are very beautiful, sweetheart.” He lowered his head slowly and kissed Zoey deeply as his hands moved from examining to caressing her small breasts.

  Zoey gasped as she began to respond to his caresses. “How does he always know what I’m thinking?” she wondered silently to herself.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Standing back up, Dr. Richards gave Zoey a wink. “Okay, let’s keep checking. So far, you’re 100% healthy. Now I’m going to check your stomach area. Tell me if I hit any sore areas. Does it hurt here, Zoey?” Dr. Richards pressed on several areas on her right side. When he saw Zoey shake her head no, he began pressing on the left.

  “Oh, that’s a little sore,” Zoey admitted with a slight grimace.

  “How about over here, Zoey?” Dr. Richards pressed a little further down on her left side.

  “No, that area’s good. It was just a little sore above. I’m sure everything is okay. I probably just pulled a muscle,” Zoey tried to explain.

  “That’s not usually where patients feel muscle pain, Zoey. It is, however, where many patients feel discomfort when they are constipated. When was your last bowel movement, little girl?” Dr. Richards probed the area again and Zoey again caught her breath in surprise. He waited to hear Zoey’s answer.

  “Oh, three or four days but that’s not a problem for me,” Zoey reassured hastily trying to get off the embarrassing subject. “I usually go just once a week.”

  “Zoey, everyone should have a bowel movement every day or at least every other day. That will be the first improvement we make for your health. We’ll deal with this discomfort in a few minutes after I finish assessing everything. Scoot your hips down so your bottom is just at the level of the bottom of the exam table,” he instructed as he helped Zoey move down into position. He raised the metal stirrups on each side of the table and lifted Zoey’s legs into place, securing each firmly in the correct position by attaching the Velcro strips around her calves and thighs.

  Zoey struggled to close her legs together. He couldn’t really want her to lay down like this – all spread out so he could see her most private areas. “Dr. Richards, I’m scared. I’ve never had an exam like this,” Zoey whispered in a shaky voice. “Could we do this another day?” she pleaded.

  Dr. Richards gently caressed Zoey’s tummy and rubbed up and down her inner thighs. “Relax, Zoey. A doctor is supposed to see all areas of your body. You’re positioned like this because I need to check your bottom half to make sure everything is healthy. To look in all your nooks and crannies, they must all be open to my view. I promise to explain everything as I conduct the exam so you won’t be scared about what I’m doing. You may not like all the parts of the exam but I won’t hurt you. Will you trust me, little one?” he questioned carefully looking deeply into her tearful eyes.

  Zoey nodded slowly. She really didn’t want to do this. “Can’t we do it tomorrow?” she pleaded.

  “No, Zoey. It’s better to get this all done today so you won’t have to worry about it, right?” Dr. Richards questioned. At her reluctant nod, Dr. Richards walked around to sit between her thighs and turned on a bright light that he aimed straight at Zoey’s labia.

  She could feel the warmth of the lamp’s glow against her thighs and Zoey tried again in vain to pull her legs together. Again, she felt Dr. Richards rub her inner thighs to calm her down.

  “To start, Zoey, I’m going to feel along your inner and outer lips here to make sure that they are healthy.” Dr. Richards began to rub his strong fingers across first her outer labia. He then opened these wider with his fingers and began to stroke Zoey’s inner labia. Dr. Richards parted her inner labia to uncover her clitoris and he stroked gently over this sensitive area. He saw Zoey’s vagina begin to shine and moisture gather to lubricate these delicate tissues. “That’s right, Zoey. This should feel good. Just relax for me.” He saw her body visibly tense when she felt her body responding to his touch and then relax as he reassured her that these feelings were perfectly normal.

  “Zoey, I’m going to examine your vagina now. You’ll feel me first insert a finger into your vagina,” Dr. Richards continued in a calm voice.

  Zoey felt a large finger enter her vagina. It didn’t hurt but started to arouse her as Dr. Richards moved his finger to all the sides of her vagina. He began to rub her clitoris moving the hood away from the bundle of nerves with a l
ight touch. Just when Zoey was forced to move her hips in response to the caresses, Dr. Richards withdrew his fingers.

  “And now, I’ll use a speculum to be able to see the vaginal walls. This may be a little cold.” Dr. Richards explained as he reached for the speculum. He would need to use the smallest size as her passage way was very tight. It appeared that this little girl was either very inexperienced or was a virgin. “Zoey, it’s important that you tell me the truth. Have you had intercourse?”

  Zoey’s entire body turned bright red in embarrassment. Without meeting his eyes, she tearfully shook her head “No.” Zoey knew the other waitresses at the diner would be shocked that she was still a virgin. They always talked about having sex with their boyfriends or guys they just picked up at a club. Obviously, something must be wrong with her that she hadn’t been tempted to have sex. She felt his hand caress her inner thigh to reassure her and heard him say softly, “Zoey, you can always tell me the truth. It is wonderful that you have saved the gift of your virginity for someone special.” Zoey felt the blush begin to ebb from her torso and she looked at Dr. Richards’ serious face. She was totally reassured. Maybe she wasn’t weird. It was okay that she had waited.

  Then, Zoey heard something metallic bumping around in the drawer below her hips. Then she felt something metallic slide into her vagina. She shivered in reaction to the cold metal entering her.

  Dr. Richards explained, “I’m opening the speculum inside your vagina, Zoey. Everything looks very pink and healthy, little girl. You’ll feel a couple of swabs inside now, Zoey. I’ll run a pap smear and some other tests on these,” he said as he placed them in protective coverings.

  “This next procedure may feel a little uncomfortable. Instead of having you pee in a cup in front of me, I’m going to examine your urethra and take a sample directly.” Watching Zoey shake her head violently when he mentioned urinating in a sample cup, Dr. Richards chuckled. “How do I know you so well already, Zoey?”

  Again, Zoey heard some rustling around in the drawers under her hips. “This will feel cold, Zoey, as I disinfect the area. I’m checking to see if you have any germs in your urinary tract so we’ll get rid of any around your opening here.” She heard the wet toilettes drop into the trash can. “Take a deep breath, Zoey,” Dr. Richards instructed and Zoey felt a thin tube enter her small urethra.

  “I’ll pee in a cup!” Zoey exclaimed urgently when she felt the uncomfortable procedure. “Please stop!”

  “The tube is in place now, Zoey. You may hear the urine entering the specimen cup. You’re doing great, Zoey. Perfect, it’s full. I’m going to let the rest of the urine in your bladder drain away,” Dr. Richards held the tube inserted in its uncomfortable position as Zoey heard the sound of liquid splattering into a container. “Alright, little girl, you won’t have to potty for a while,” he soothed as he withdrew the catheter from her urethra.

  “Last area to check, Zoey. I’m going to examine your anus and rectum now. Just like when I checked your vagina, I will first feel around the entrance to your rectum.” Dr. Richards explained calmly as he applied some slippery lubricant to her bottom. “Now, relax, Zoey. I’m going to press my finger into your rectum and feel the sides. No, don’t tense your bottom, Zoey. Trust me to take care of you,” Dr. Richards lectured sternly as Zoey tried to clamp her rectum closed. “Alright, I’m going to replace my finger with a smaller speculum just like when I opened your vagina so I could examine it thoroughly. Here’s a little more lubricant to make everything slide into place.”

  Zoey felt a cold blob on her anus and then the smaller device slid into her rectum. She felt it open exposing her inner tissues to Dr. Richards. Again, she felt the warmth of the bright light as Dr. Richards adjusted it to target the area and two swabs brushed along her inner walls before she saw him put them in a protective sleeve for testing. Zoey heard the metallic click as the anal speculum was closed. She left out a sigh of relief when she felt the metal instrument slide from her rectum.

  “That wasn’t so bad was it, sweetheart? Thank you for relaxing. It makes it much easier for you. One more part of the rectal exam and then we’ll address your stomach discomfort and try to raise that pesky internal temperature that has been too low.” Dr. Richards stood and pressed one finger, and then stretching her tissues, adding a second finger into Zoey’s rectum. He shushed Zoey gently when she gasped at the intrusion and began to press again on her stomach as he moved his fingers around to feel the tissues trapped between his two hands. “Okay, Zoey. This is where it’s uncomfortable, right?” Dr. Richards asked when he reached the area that Zoey had indicated was sore.

  Zoey nodded with tears in her eyes. She was so embarrassed. He was standing right there with his fingers in and on her. She’d never had such a thorough exam. “Please . . . please . . . Could you take your fingers out? I’m fine. Really!” Zoey pleaded with him.

  “I know this isn’t fun, Zoey. It’s important for a doctor to examine all areas of his patient to make sure he doesn’t miss anything. I want you to be healthy and happy in your new life here,” Dr. Richards soothingly said as he patiently waited for her answer to his previous question. “Is this where you are sore, Zoey? Tell me the truth, young lady. You know what happens when you choose to lie,” he said in a very serious tone.

  Zoey reluctantly answered, “Yes. It’s sore there.”

  Chapter Fifteen

  Dr. Richards immediately removed his fingers from her rectum and moved over to the sink to wash his hands before he turned to talk to Zoey. “You are a very healthy young lady, Zoey. I suspect that, due to your waitressing job, which does not allow frequent restroom breaks, and living in your car with no access to a bathroom, your bowels have become very sluggish. It’s important to remove the waste from your intestines regularly. We’ll work on you having bowel movements more often by adding liquids and fiber to your diet. Additionally, I will start you on a treatment plan that involves regular enemas to flush your system.”

  “What’s an enema?” Zoey asked very concerned that she was not going to like this treatment. Jake’s reaction earlier was enough to clue her in that it might be unpleasant.

  Dr. Richards met her eyes and comforted her by rubbing a large hand across her stomach. “Zoey, you’re going to be fine. An enema is simply like a bath inside your body. I’ll place a nozzle in your bottom and then water will flow inside you to wash out anything that shouldn’t be there. Enemas treat lots of ailments from stomach aches to anxiety, the flu, sluggishness, etc. Eventually, you’ll start to look forward to an enema because you’ll feel so much better after having one. The bonus today is that we’ll use warm water and that should also raise your temperature so you’re not so cold.”

  “Okay, let’s get started. I’m going to get equipment together for your enema. Why don’t you close your eyes and relax? I’ll cover you with this warm blanket so you won’t get too cold while you’re waiting for me,” Dr. Richards instructed as he placed a warm throw over Zoey’s nude body.

  She tried to close her eyes but she was too worried about what the enema would be like. A warm bath sounded nice but inside her? Zoey peeked out of the corner of her eyes to see Dr. Richards open a cabinet with lots of hanging rubber bags of different sizes. She saw him start to pick up the smallest red one and then change his mind and remove the blue bag which was just a little larger. Inside the next door in the cabinet, he selected a length of white tubing and something that was thicker and black. First, Dr. Richards attached the white tubing to the bottom of the blue bag. Then, he added a powdered substance from a container next to the sink to the blue bag and started the water running. Dr. Richards tested the temperature by running his hand under the water and left it running as he dried his hands before inserting the black thick tube on to the white tubing. Retesting the water’s temperature, Dr. Richards nodded to himself and slowed the flow before putting the open top of the blue bag under the faucet and filling it to the top where Zoey could see white bubbles rising. Zoey watched him
carry the bag to a medical stand next to her exam table and hang up the bulging bag.

  “Let’s get started cleaning your tummy, Zoey, so you’ll feel so much better!” Dr. Richards smiled at the petite figure covered by the warm throw. “I’m going to fold this blanket up so I can see your tummy, Zoey. It’s important that I check the progress of the enema as it flows inside you. Relax again for me, Zoey. I’m going to get everything started. First, I’ll put the nozzle in place.” Dr. Richards moved to the bottom of the exam table. He folded the blanket up so that it was a warm band across her breasts revealing her thin, white abdomen. Zoey’s legs were still firmly attached in the stirrups so that her bottom was exposed. He placed the large nozzle at the entrance to her rectum and pressed it firmly into her body until her anus clamped around the indentation about three inches deep. Hearing Zoey’s gasps and watching her move her hips around uncomfortably, Dr. Richards waited patiently for her to adjust to the intruder while rubbing her clitoral area to distract her.

  “This should not be turning me on,” Zoey thought furiously. The large nozzle in her bottom was stretching her tissues. Dr. Richard’s caresses felt so good. “How does he know how to touch me so well?” Zoey wondered. She closed her eyes – overwhelmed by the sensations. Zoey heard a click and felt warm water begin to flow into her bottom. Immediately, she began to feel warmer. “Oooh, I do feel warmer,” Zoey whispered as the water began to spread through her inner passage.