About as well as you expect, but at least there's good news.

Your mother returns before your physical with Dr. White and waits in the room next to you on the couch. She's wearing a white sundress with matching pumps and red lipstick for a classic look. She wraps an arm around you and allows you to lay your head against her breast as you wait, a position that makes you feel comfortable and at ease. The familiar scent of her perfume almost lulls you to sleep and you start awake when you hear a knock and the door opens. Dr. White walks in, wearing her white coat over a blue shirt with a black skirt. Dark pantyhose cover her shapely legs ending in her glossy flats which click on the tile floor.

"Afternoon!" She says with a smile looking at your mother, she turns to you and leans down putting her hands on her knees. "Ready for your physical cutie?" Your mother releases you from her embrace and you stand, nodding your head. Dr. White directs you to the bed and begins to take your blood pressure and temperature. She checks your eyes with the light and then your ears. She grabs a small hammer and checks your reflexes which seem normal. After scribbling something on your chart, she has you stand and walk across the room and back. "Looks like you're recovering very well cutie, thankfully there was no spinal damage from your fall. Now lie down on the bed while I check your wee wee." She starts to put on latex gloves with a snap as she says this. You blush again but you know your mother expects you to follow directions so you lay down and allow her to lift your gown. You squirm and groan as she gives each testicle a little squeeze, running her fingers over your balls checking for abnormalities. "Oh I know it's a little uncomfortable cutie, almost done." She moves to your shaft which is growing harder by the second without the catheter to irritate your erection. You blush and look down apologetically at Dr. White. "Oh it's ok cutie, it's a normal reaction to stimulation. It just means you're a big boy." She draws a finger along the underside of your shaft, teasing you and making your dick twitch in response. "Well I say 'big.'" She says with a grin looking at your mother. "He is a little underdeveloped."

"Yes. He takes after his father." Your mother chuckles in reply.

"Well everything's working as normal cutie." She gives your balls a final squeeze. "Now roll over little guy, I'm gonna check your tooshie." Your eyes go wide as she retrieves a small bottle and squeezes what you assume is lube onto her gloved hand. You look at your mother who gazes back at you expectantly. You blush once more and turn on your side, exposing your rear to Dr. White. You gasp when you feel her finger touch your puckered asshole. "Just try to relax cutie, it's gonna feel a little tight in there." Her finger pushes past your sphincter and you arch your back in discomfort, squeezing your muscles tightly around her invading digit. "Relax for me Quinn." You scrunch your face up and do your best to cooperate as you try not to think about your mother sitting ten feet away while you have your asshole penetrated. Her voice disrupts your attempt.

"You're doing great sweetie." You groan in response. Dr. White begins moving her finger deeper, increasing your discomfort significantly. Without warning you feel her slip her first finger almost all the way out, making you moan once more. You give a painful grunt and look back at her with shock as you feel another finger attempting to push into your tight anus. She smiles at you reassuringly.

"Just need to loosen up your little tooshie a little so I can check your prostate." You arch your back once again as she works two fingers into you. You feel full and stretched but your dick is reacting to the sensation. You feel yourself leaking precum, becoming even harder as she invades your ass. You shut your eyes and try to go to your happy place until the humiliating procedure is through. You let out a lewd moan and have to cover your mouth when she finds your prostate. "Oop there it is." She says condescendingly. You feel shocks of pleasure like you've never felt before flowing through you as she rubs her fingers back and forth. She increases her tempo a little, moving her fingers in and out of your ass, practically finger fucking you. You squirm and groan.

"Don't fuss sweetie." Your muscles tense up as you try desperately to stay still at your mother's command while Dr. White continues to finger your virgin asshole. The waves of pleasure are becoming more intense as she continues, combining with the mortification you feel knowing your mother is seeing you like this. Your humiliating arousal reaches a peak and you let out another lewd groan as you cum, harder than you thought you ever could. Dr. White's eyes go wide as she notices the little puddle of white goo you shoot onto the sheets.

"Ooo did you get a little excited cutie pie?" She removes her fingers from your ass causing you to let out a little sigh at the final stimulation. You go even redder as she removes her gloves. "I'll have a nurse come in to change the sheets right away. You're very responsive back their little guy." She chuckles cheerfully as she begins scribbling more on your chart. You lay there, trying to turn invisible. After a moment she signals you to roll over with a hand on your shoulder. You comply, trying to avoid the wet spot on the thin hospital bed as you sit up. Your ass feels a little sore, and after being filled you feel weirdly empty. She reaches into her pocket and takes out yet another cherry lollipop, removing the plastic covering and handing it to you. "Such a good boy!" She says as you take the candy and begin dutifully sucking it. The cherry flavor is familiar at this point and calms you. Dr. White turns to your mother. "Everything seems a-ok. His coordination is good, no apparent long term damage from the head trauma other than a little amnesia about his outburst, and..." She turns to you with a teasing look. "he's very responsive to stimulation." Your mother and Dr. White both chuckle at you as you continue to sit and suck this latest lollipop. You feel your stress fading and your mind quiets as you wrap your tongue around the red bulb.

"When do you think he can come home?" Your mother asks Dr. White.

"Should be ok tomorrow. We'll of course want to follow up in a week or so but everything points to a full recovery." She turns to you and reaches out, pinching your cheek. "You're a lucky little boy." She giggles as you blush once more and gathers herself to leave. Once she departs your mother turns to you.

"That's great honey! You get to come home tomorrow! We'll have dinner to celebrate. What do you think?"

"That sounds great mommy." You reply, still sucking. Your mother smiles and walks over to the bedside. She pulls you into a hug, once again pushing the side of your face into her substantial cleavage.

"Mmm you're such a good boy, I hope we can put all this ugliness behind us."

"Yes mommy."

"You excited to see Dr. Knight again on Monday? Have you thought about what you're going to say?" You hesitate for a moment but you're compelled to tell her what she wants to hear.

"Yes mommy, I'm really sorry I hurt Morgan." She releases you and smiles down at you. She ruffles your hair before speaking again.

"Good boy, I'm going to grab something to eat. I'll need to go home again tonight, I have some errands to run, do you think you'll be okay all alone for one night?" You nod, trying not to think she's going to be spending the night getting railed by Chris as she likely spent most of the day.

"Yes mommy, I'll be good." She grins and chuckles a little as she hugs you again.

"Aww that's my big strong boy." She breaks the embrace and goes to the cantina to eat an early dinner. After she returns you do your best to respond to her small talk as if she didn't just watch Dr. White **** you. As the evening approaches she departs and you're left alone with your thoughts. You're extremely uncomfortable with the thought of her dating Chris but this feeling clashes with your desire to see her happy. You try to distract yourself from your conflict with hospital TV until you finally fall asleep, exhausted from the embarrassments of the day.