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Chapter 3 by Arko Arko

What's the process here?

Older Male Doctor Calls Him

"Derrick Hansted?"

The doctor, a middle-aged man with a stern expression, stood in the doorway beconing him over. Derrick took a deep breath and got up to follow the doctor.

Derrick followed the older man down a long corridor to a door. “Come in,” the doctor said, leading the way into his examination room. “You can sit there,” the doctor said, pointing to a chair. Derrick sat down, feeling his heart rate increase with each passing moment.

That was his cue to head into the exam room. "So you're here to get the all clear for the mandatory training?"

Derrick nodded in nervous agreement.

“Okay, now you can strip down.” he instructed as he closed the door.

Derrick hesitated for a moment before reluctantly beginning to undress. The room suddenly felt colder and Derrick's nerves intensified. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself as he began to undress. He slowly started to unbutton his shirt, feeling self-conscious under the doctor's watchful gaze. He couldn't help but feel self-conscious as he removed each article of clothing. The doctor seemed unfazed, continuing to scribble notes on his clipboard as Derrick took off his jeans.

After a few moments, Derrick was down to his underwear. He stood there, shifting his weight nervously. The doctor looked up at him for a moment before saying, “I won't be a second, just need to jot down some notes.”

Derrick nodded, feeling exposed and in his underwear. He couldn't help but wonder what the doctor was writing down about him. Was he judging him based on his appearance? His weight? His body hair? Derrick's mind raced with insecurity as he waited for the doctor to finish. He tried to remind himself that he was there for a mandatory medical, and that his appearance didn't define him. But the anxiety persisted, and he couldn't wait to put his clothes back on and leave the exam room. He took a deep breath and tried to relax as the doctor continued to write notes. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor finally put down his pen and said, “Okay, let's get started.”

Underwear?

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