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Chapter 2 by charlesjacky charlesjacky

What situation happens first?

Doctors Appointment

It has been a while since I've had a doctors appointment. In fact it's been several years. We had just moved to a new small town and haven't been set up with a doctors office, so we had waited even longer for that reason. Anyway it was finally the day. Knowing that today I was going to most likely be seen naked by someone, but the question was WHO would I be seen by? All I knew was the doctors last name: Bell. That was giving me female vibes, but I was crossing my fingers.

Here I was pulling into the parking lot. The anticipation for what was to come was unsettling. Both my fear of needles and the potential exposure. I began walking to the front door to notice the lady at the desk through the window of the door peaking up from her computer desk to get a long glance at me.

As I entered I couldn't help but notice the lack of masculinity in the room. Not just that, but they were all young. Women in their 20s and some that even looked like they were seniors in high school. I blushed at the sight of all the girls in the room, trying to look down at the floor to not make eye contact with any of them.

After what felt like an hour, I made it to the front desk where a young brunette was seated behind a computer. She had big glasses and a mischievous grin across her face. I also couldn't help but notice the low button-down top. "Hello, sir, may I have your full name and date of birth, please." I quickly veered my eyes away not realizing I was slightly staring. "Uh, Timmy Ross..." I could feel the eyes from around the room of young women. I had an uncomfortable feeling they were staring at my butt. "Ah yes, the nurse will see you in just a moment." She told me.

"Timmy?"

Well that was quick. The nurse already stood at the door on the far right with her clipboard. "Oh... yes." I hurried toward her and the door as we entered the hallway of the office. She led me to a small room where she took all my measurements, and brought me to the room where the doctor would see me. She left in a dash, closing the door and handing me on her way out what I was dreading.

The hospital gown.

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