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Chapter 8 by Arko Arko

Can he get dressed now?

No, yet

Derrick breathed a sigh of relief as he sat up and pulled his pants back on. After what felt like an eternity, the exam was finally over. Or so he thought.

“You can leave those off.” The doctor's words caught Derrick off guard.

As he turned to face the doctor, he saw a stern look on his face. He looked up at the doctor with confusion. "What do you mean?" he asked, already knowing that the exam was far from over.

The doctor simply pointed to his clothes and said, “I didn't tell you to get dressed.”

In the same moment, the door opened and a nurse strode in. “You called the doctor?”

Derrick was beside himself with shock and disbelief. He couldn't believe that there was still more to the exam. He couldn't believe that the nurse could just walk in to the room without knocking. He realised that when the doctor had pushed the red button it had called for a nurse.

He took a deep breath and tried to compose himself as the nurse approached the doctor, but his heart was racing and his palms were sweating.

“Thank you, nurse. Please send Derrick's parents in to sign the paperwork." The doctor said.

“Of course,” The nurse smiled and began to walk back towards the office door.

“M-my parents?” Derrick stuttered, he hadn't been naked in front of either of his parents since he was a kid. The situation was becoming more uncomfortable for Derrick, and he couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

The doctor, seemingly ignoring him, continued to talk to the nurse. "Oh, and you can take Derrick's clothes with you. Please bag them, the lab will need to test them all.”

“Of course, doctor.” The nurse turned towards Derrick and made her way over to him.

The doctor looked back over to Derrick, who was still half dressed, but cupping his genitals in response to the nurses sudden appearance. “Didn't I tell you to get undressed again?” The doctor asked Derrick sternly.

Derrick's heart sank as he realised that his parents would soon be walking in on him, completely exposed. He couldn't bear the thought of their disappointment and disapproving stares. The nurse approached him with a kind smile and held out her hand, waiting for Derrick to hand her the first item.

Derrick slowly got undressed again, “I-I don't understand. W-what is happening to my clothes,” he asked nervously trying to avoid eye contact with the nurse as she took each item out of his hand.

The doctor let out a sigh before answering Derrick's question. "Your clothes are being taken to the lab for testing. We need to make sure there are no substances that might diqualify you from training. Such as illicit substances," he explained. Derrick nodded slowly, understanding the importance of the testing but still feeling embarrassed and exposed. As the nurse finished taking his clothes, she gave him a wink.

Derrick nodded slowly, feeling a sense of unease wash over him. He couldn't shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong. He watched the nurse as she took each item and carefully folded them into a pile on the desk.

The nurse turned to the doctor, her arms full of Derrick's clothes, and said, "Right, I'll get going.”

The doctor gave a curt nod to the nurse. He turned back to Derrick, who desperately clutched his junk, “Won't be much longer now” He said.

What the hell now?

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