Check on Supgergirl

You decide to head down to the med bay to see if there is any update on Supergirl's condition. When you get there, you find Supergirl lying asleep on a bed under solar lamps.

"It's to help recharge her powers faster." One of the doctors had come up behind you while you were looking into the room. You turn to see an attractive 40-something brunette dressed in a lab coat. Her badge identifies her as Dr. Katari. "She'll be fine by morning, but apparently your little ordeal was quite draining."

"Yes. Yes it was..."

"Actually I'm glad you stopped by. I was getting ready to call you down. Even though you appear unscathed, given what happened with Supergirl, we need to do a proper workup, just to be safe. So please step into the next room and disrobe." She gestures toward an open door to your right.

"Is that really necessary? I feel fine. And anyway if anything was going to happen, wouldn't it have already happened by now?"

"Yes I'm sure you're perfectly healthy, but procedures are procedures, so we'll make this as quick and painless as possible. Now in you go." She gives you a push into the empty room. "I'll give you a moment to get ready." She closes the door behind you, leaving you alone in the exam room.

You already feel like you're in hot water after this first mission, so you decide not to ruffle any feathers and just go along with the doctor's orders without further argument. You remove your clothes, but there doesn't appear to be a medical gown or towel or anything to cover yourself. You start looking in the drawers in the cabinet, but there's nothing useful.

"Oh my!" You jump, startled by the doctor's return. "I'm sorry. I thought you would be covered up by now."

"There don't appear to be any gowns left in this room." You consider trying to cover up, but hey, if you've got it, flaunt it, so you put your hands on your hips and turn to face the doctor. "But if this is going to be quick, then let's just get it over with."

Dr. Katari's cheeks grow a little red as she looks over your nude form, her vision settling at your crotch. As if sensing the attention, your cock springs to life and begins to swell. "Yes well then, go ahead and uh hop up on the table. Please." She proceeds to run the full gambit of vitals and basic tests, occasionally 'accidentally' brushing against your hardening cock, which only makes it harder. After finishing taking a blood sample, she pulls out a small plastic container. "Ok we're all done except for the specimen sample."

"The what now? Do you need me to pee in the cup?" You're wondering why she has such a big grin on her face.

"Oh no not that kind of specimen. Given the sexual nature of the toxin you were exposed to, we're going to need to get a sperm sample from you."

"Come again?"

"Yes that's the idea. Now, you can jack yourself off, but I think we'll both enjoy it more if I lend you a hand." She wraps her hand around your cock. "Now lay back and relax."

Well who are you to disobey a doctor's orders? She starts slowly rubbing her hand up and down the length of your dick, lingering at the tip. Her pace increases before she pauses and rummages around a drawer. "Hmm no lube. Ah well." She bends down and runs her tongue slowly from the base of your cock up to the tip, flicking over the head a few times when she reaches the top. "Mmm that's a good start," she says as she gets a taste of your precum. Then she takes your cock fully into her mouth, and starts bobbing up and down while doing something with her tongue you can't quite describe, but wow does it feel good. The pleasure is quickly building, but this is one doctor's visit you could stand to have last a bit longer.