Examination

“Just lie down here, cutie. Let’s take a closer look at you!”

Mike sheepishly climbs onto the examination table. Kyrie had him undress to his underwear for this, and while he didn’t mind her eyes on him, he was definitely feeling a bit exposed in the brightly lit room. The dark-skinned alien’s enthusiasm didn’t help either. She clearly was enjoying this, despite insisting that it was a simple examination.

As he lays down, she gives him a wink. “Next time we get you laid down like this you won’t be the only one undressing, I promise. Now, let’s take a look, shall we?”

It’s just the two of them in the room, although Alicia told him that they were being recorded. Kyrie stands over him, her eyes still wandering over his nearly naked form. Beginning at his feet, she runs her fingers over his skin, gently at first. The smile never leaves her face as she seemed to be massaging her way up his legs, her strong fingers digging in slightly at the joints in a not unpleasant fashion.

As she moves, she speaks to him. “Your skin is quite soft, just like mine and Alicia’s. And it seems quite sensitive as well…”

As she says that, her fingertips trail you the inside of his thighs. Mike takes a shivering breath, goosebumps rising from her delicate touch. He can feel an erection growing as her hands move higher and higher, and a glance shows that her eyes are locked on the growing bulge in his underwear.

Finally, she looks back to his face, grinning. “Well, definitely sensitive. And it appears there’s plenty to examine in a more private way as well. I can see why Alicia was smiling!”

Mike blushes, shifting slightly on the table. “Sorry, it’s just…”

She cuts him off. “No, don’t apologize, cutie! I’ll admit, I’m playing it up a little!”

She gently pats the bulge in his underwear. “I’ll get you alone later and we can play with this…but for now let’s finish looking at you!”

As she runs her hands over his torso, Mike’s eyes are drawn to her generous cleavage. The dark purple skin of her breasts quivers as she moves, and she seems to be intentionally leaning over to give him an eyeful. Her hands glide over his skin and up his neck, tracing his chin and over his cheeks. Her eyes, a pale golden color, examine his features with a mixture of interest and desire.

Finally, she stands straight. “Flirting aside, you seem physically almost identical to Alicia and Liam, aside from cosmetic differences. Would you let me take a fluid sample?”

Mike blinks, confused. “You mean blood, correct?”

Kyrie grins. “For now, yes. The rest we can gather another time…”

Chuckling at the innuendo, Mike nods. “Of course, you can take some blood.”

Kyrie smiles, touching a hidden control panel under the table. A robotic arm swings up from below, taking hold of his arm, and he flinches into surprise. Kyrie rests a hand on his thigh. “Relax, it’s automated. The scanner detects your blood vessel and draws the blood.”

As she speaks, there’s a pinch as a second arm completes the procedure. Mike relaxes, accepting that it's harmless. Once finished, Kyrie takes the small vial from the machine. Smiling, she nods. “You can dress now, we’re done.”

Mike gives her a surprised look. “That’s it?”

She nods again. “While I was examining you, the table was scanning you. If I’m honest, I didn’t need to touch you, that was more for both of our entertainment…”

Mike chuckles. “I feel like that’s a little weird, Kyrie.”

She winks. “Don't worry, you can do a very thorough examination on me later!”

Mike laughs as he dresses. “I’ll hold you to that.”

Kyrie grins.