A physical

Gwen was led to the nurses office.

"Wait here, someone will be with you shortly."

Gwen sat down in the nearest chair, hands in her lap and tapping one foot impatiently, feeling both nervous and excited. She began to shiver in the cool room, regretting not wearing a jacket despite the warm summer day.

It wasn't long before the door opened and an unfamiliar doctor walked in.

"Hello, Miss Stacy. My name is Doctor Olivia Octavius. Before we get down to business, I just need you to complete a quick physical."

"A...physical?" Gwen asked, blushing slightly. She hated undressing in front of her classmates, let alone a complete stranger.

"There's nothing to worry about. We just need to make sure our candidates are in tip top condition!" the doctor smiled. "Clothes off, Gwen, as quick as you can, please."

Bending over, Gwen untied her sneakers, her shaking hands struggling to loosen the laces. She eventually succeeded in pulling her feet out. Removing her socks, Gwen placed them neatly inside her shoes and gasped as her bare feet touched the cold floor.

Standing up, Gwen pulled her t-shirt over her head folding it carefully onto her chair, before reciprocating dropping her skirt and adding it to the small pile.

She hugged her sides instinctively as she padded to the centre of the room, unable to look the doctor in the eyes. Peter was supposed to be the first person to see her in her new, sexy, matching black underwear...not some random lady!

Doctor Octavius walked slowly around the shivering girl, poking her here, measuring her there.

"Something special planned tonight, Gwen?" Doctor Octavius asked, trying to relieve some of the tension in the room with conversation.

"W-what?" Gwen stammered.

"The underwear. It seems a tad fancy for a regular day at school."

"Oh, that." Gwen **** herself to laugh. "My boyfriend and I are...you know..."

"It's your first time, isn't it?" Doctor Octavius said. "I'm sure it will be very special."

Was she really that easy to read? Gwen thought, trying to ignore the fact that the doctor's hand was currently resting on her right breast.

"So what do you think of this Spiderman guy?" Doctor Octavius queried, pulling on Gwen's ear and tracing her cheekbones.

"Yeah...he's great, I guess..." Gwen mumbled, looking down at her bare toes.

"I wonder who he is..."

Gwen was suddenly aware that the doctor was now behind her and with full access to the catch of her bra strap.

"I don't know!" the words burst out of Gwen's mouth before she could stop them. "I mean...I don't really care who he is..."

Gwen sensed she had mispoken as Doctor Octavius fell silent, but only for a moment.

"You seem tense, Gwen. Drink this, it should help."

She held out a mug of steaming liquid, which Gwen grabbed with both hands and threw down her throat. Anything to calm her nerves was good.

"Can I put my clothes back...back...back on...n-" Gwen staggered, holding her head as the room swam in front of her. "W-what have you d-done to me?" she asked as the floor tilted and Gwen fell painfully into a filing cabinet.

Gwen fell to the floor, being to drift out of consciousness.

"Oh, Miss Stacy, you did this to yourself. Never accept a drink from a stranger. But to answer your question: no, I'm afraid not at the moment."

She leered over the stricken, half-naked girl.

"You do know who Spiderman is, and you will tell me..."

Gwen's eyelids were growing heavy. Lacking the strength to keep them open, Gwen allowed them to fall as she herself fell into the welcoming darkness and ****...