No.

Lucy was officially freaking out. Her breathing became erratic as she struggled to break free from the restraints. "I... I didn't agree to this! Let me out! NOW!" The voice, however, disagreed. "Ms. Wallace, there is nothing to be concerned about. You already agreed to this physical exam in the contract you signed. Since you do not seem to be able to calm yourself, allow me to help you relax."

Lucy continued struggling. The restraints weren't painful, but were incredibly effective. They had definitely been specifically tailored by the calibration process to hold her in place. "What is going on? What is this? What..." Lucy was silenced by a mild stinging pain in her wrists, concealed by the restraints. "What was that?"

"Ms. Wallace, please calm down. You've been injected with a sedative, to make yourself enjoy the process more. Relax..."

Having been injected by this mystery sedative in both of her arms, Lucy rapidly felt a reaction to the **** as it coursed through her bloodstream. She began to feel lightheaded and disconnected from her predicament. It was a floaty, disembodied sensation. "No, this isn't... I can't... I don't like this feeling..." The table started feeling very comfortable, and her breathing began to slow to a more normal pace. Her mind calmed, and her anxiety gradually melted away. Why had she become so worked up in the first place? This internship had been exactly what she wanted, it was all coming together. A simple physical exam was a small price to pay for a springboard to a successful career.

"Ms. Wallace, how are you feeling? The sedative should have taken effect by now. The exam will begin." The lights in the room began to dim. A panel opened in the ceiling directly above the examination table, and a device moved into position several feet above Lucy. She saw a red light focusing on her, like a laser pointer. With her faculties quickly diminishing due to the sedative, Lucy was surprisingly entertained by the light. Her reservations dissipating, she voiced her opinion aloud. "Wow, that looks... fascinating. This might be... kinda cool!" Lucy's speech sounded subdued, and was beginning to slur. She felt like she was in a dream.

The red beam had apparently finished calibration. It instantaneously split out into a grid, fit to the table perfectly, and moved slowly down Lucy's body. The table itself apparently also had the same capabilities, as a grid of bright red lasers also manifested from below the growingly-complacent exam subject. Lucy watched as the red lasers moved down her body, traversing the contours of her body. To Lucy, the lasers felt like they gave off a warm, sensational feeling, but she couldn't tell if it was just in her altered mind or a real side effect. From her vantage point, she became fascinated watching row after row from the grid passing by her breasts, the real-or-imagined heat cascading over her nipples. The sensation lightly but definitively triggered her arousal, and she giggled as her nipples hardened in response. "This is really... something crazy..." was all Lucy could manage to express as the unintended laser show continued.

"Body mapping and blood sample collection complete. Biological analysis will be conducted from the data retrieved. In the meantime, physical testing will be conducted." Lucy couldn't follow the words. The sedative had taken full effect. She was in another world; A haze of comfort and complacency enveloped her. She hadn't even noticed the needles hidden in the restraints collecting a blood sample, adding to her lightheaded state. Everything seemed fascinating and entertaining. She felt so comfortable; Any previous concerns and stress triggered by this experience thus far had been washed away. "I want to see more... where'd my laser show go... my nipples looked so yummy..."

"Arousal testing commencing." Two extensions came up from each side of the table, pressing against Lucy's temples. A segment of metal sheets spread from each extension, meeting directly in the center above her head, forming what looked like some kind of poorly-fitting helmet. She once again giggled at the new sensation, her head covered by the equipment, too spaced out to consider the purpose. "What's this thing? I bet I look silly..."

"Oh!" Lucy felt a weak vibration coming from the table. It started at her neck, vibrating and gently massaging an isolated part of her body. "That feels nice..." The vibration changed targets every few seconds. Lower back, heels, forearm. On and on, the localized vibrations emanating from the table randomly changed targets on her exposed body. Finally, one target hit Lucy in a special place on her inner left buttock. "OH!" The vibration so close to her womanhood caught her off guard, and she expressed it audibly "Oh, don't move... leave it there..." But automated system wasn't looking for audible feedback; it got all the data it needed from the "helmet" that was busily analyzing Lucy's brain. It moved on in its mission, moving the vibration back to another location on her back.

"No... no, please put it back!" Lucy could feel her arousal growing, her inhibitions all but gone due to the lingering effects of the sedative. After targeting several inconsequential body parts, the vibrations finally moved to directly below the sweet spot, her quickly-moistening pussy. "OHHHHHHH...!" Lucy let out a drawn-out moan. "Nevermind, leave it here, pleeeease..." But once again, the machine was not listening. The vibrations changed positions, again and again. She was in no state to keep track of how many different places had been chosen, but she began to yearn for any vibrations near her cunt with great anticipation. The automated process did seem to be "learning" however, as the vibrations seemed to be localizing around the spot she desired more and more often.

Finally, the machine seemed to have targeted her dripping slit exclusively. "Yes yes yes... please, don't move. Please stay... I need... I need to..." the addled girl attempted to make a bargain with the machine that couldn't care less (or at all) to her begging. Now that the vibrations had localized, the intensity began to ramp up. "Ohh... oh shit!" The normally-reserved girl had no concerns for her language at this point, her foggy mind running purely on instinct and pleasure. She could feel the moisture from her slit dripping down her ass, forming a small pool on the table. "I need more... I need it to be... stronger..."

Fortunately for Lucy, this time her yearnings lined up with the intentions of the machine. Due to the position of her restraint, she couldn't even see down to the tufts of groomed hair above her growing dampness, her vision blocked by her heaving breasts. That didn't matter anyway, as she had her eyes closed, preferring the spacy, vague sensation of floating delivered to her via the sedative that was still blocking any inklings of sober judgement. The vibrations began to get even stronger, more localized, but what Lucy couldn't see was that the table was changing shape. A protrusion slowly emerged beneath her sopping cunt from the otherwise normal-looking table, a seemingly otherworldly technology that would have fascinated Lucy if she had the capacity to consider it. To her distant mind, she only knew the vibrating sensation was increasing to meet her lusty needs. "Ohhhhhhh god damnit! Yes, right there. It's... it's amazing..." Her groans and speech continued as the growing phallic-shape morphed closer and closer to her needy slit. Lucy savored the unintentionally-teasing device, but yearned for more. She finally realized in a deep recess of her mind that the table was pressing up into her, but never for a split second considered how, only craving for it to fill her aching pussy.

The phallus manifested from the table morphed its way into her cunt, sensually torturing the girl. The vibrations were an amazing tease, but she wanted to be completely filled. She needed the fullness of a cock in her. In a recently-rare moment of clarity, she thought to the vibrator her friend Nicole had bought her as a joke for her last birthday, that she kept in her bedside drawer, and used more frequently than she would ever admit. She didn't know if she'd ever be able to use it again after this experience. This was too much an improvement. The vibrating extension of the table continued for what seemed an eternity, making its way deeper and deeper into her gushing pussy. She relished the feeling of fullness, her sexual craving having been realized. "Fuuuuuck... I'm so close...! Fuck me, please! Fuck!" Lucy was completely unaware that the device knew exactly how close she was. It was purposefully edging her, collecting data from her brain, analyzing the fluids leaking from her sopping hole, mechanically deciding what to do next. Her lack of this knowledge was irrelevant to the girl, as she relished in the tortuous persistence of the vibrator filling her up. It was the very definition of sweet agony. Her fingers clutched the edge of the table, holding on tight to a ride she simultaneously wanted to end and continue forever.