How should you dress, or more importantly undress, when undergoing a medical or, more to the point, a gynecological examination? I remember when I left college I went for an interview with a multinational company.

After a morning of psychological papers and tests to ensure we knew basically what was needed to do the job effectively we were sent off to the canteen for lunch with the promise that we would be told the results of our initial interview before two o'clock. I was handed an envelope telling me that I had passed the initial interview and that getting the job was subject to a medical examination which would be conducted that afternoon in the company medical centre upstairs.

Now I had presented myself for the interview in a very nice suit which my parents had bought me and I had no chance to change before the medical examination. Bra', French knickers, full length petticoat, stockings held up by a suspender belt - well what else would you wear under baggy knickers - tights?, skirt , blouse, a nice jacket and high heeled shoes completed the outfit. I rolled up at the doctors feeling very smart as I sat down opposite the doctor and he quizzed me about my medical history, periods and even my sex life, before my eyes, throat and ears were checked. Then came the dreaded words, ‘Would you go behind the screen and undress, please?'

Much as I might liked to have said ‘No' I went behind the screen. Now why you have to go behind a screen to undress when you are going to appear naked when you emerge I am not quite sure, but I did as ordered.

Shoes first, obviously. Then the jacket which I hung on the back of the chair. The skirt followed, just a button to undo and a zip to slip down before wriggling it off over my hips. My petticoat followed over my head and then I unclipped the catches of my stockings and slid them off before unclipping the suspender belt and extracting it from my knickers. By this time the doctor was clearly wondering if I had escaped and sent the nurse to check on me. She peered round the screen as I stood in my bra' and pants and told me to hurry up.

‘I'm ready', I protested.

‘Take off your bra and pants as well, dear,' she said as I tried to walk past her back into the examination room. Now at school although we had had to remove our bras' for a quick check that we had grown breasts we had never had to remove our pants. As she ducked out again I unclipped my bra and shrugged it off before finally easing my fingers into the waist of my kickers and stepping out of them to finally to stand naked behind the screen. I took a deep breath and tottered in a very naked and very embarrassed condition back into the examination room.

The nurse weighed me and checked my height and the doctor had me walk naked the length of the room and back. I then had to ‘stand up straight' with my hands by my sides and then to stretch out my arms to the side and then to the front before being told to stand on tip toe with my arms out straight again. I was then ordered to turn round, and go through the same motions again. Finally I had to stand with my back to the doctor, my feet a pace apart and then to touch the floor with my fingertips. Realizing what a good view I was giving him as I looked at him between my legs I blushed and stood up again very rapidly only to be told ‘not to stand up until told to do so.'

He ran his stethoscope over my chest and back and I dutifully breathed in and out deeply for him. He then told me to sit on a rather curiously shaped chair. Now I had had smear tests before but these had been carried out by a nurse at my doctors surgery and she had a flat couch as an examination table and I was able to keep all my clothes except my pants on and look at the ceiling whilst I was checked with a stick inserted into my vagina as I pulled my knees upwards. No lifting my ankles up onto stirrups there.

‘First time you have had a full gynecological examination is it ?' asked the doctor as I climbed onto the examination couch which had a very - very - short seat and two bars sticking out the front which made climbing on in a graceful manner very difficult. Much as I was aware that he was going to peer at my most intimate parts I did not want to give him a preview!

‘Er .......yes.' I replied wriggling to try to get comfortable on the couch. heaving myself up onto what appeared to be a very inadequate seat with my legs dangling over the edge.

It all started relatively innocently as I put my hands behind my head and he checked my breasts. He ran his fingertips round my nipples which perked up alarmingly, the equivalent of an erection in men, I suppose, before moving outwards and round under my arms smoothing and squeezing as he did so.

‘Now put your feet on the supports, please,' he ordered waving at the two protrusions which I now realized had little cross pieces on them. I raised my feet, parted my legs to put my feet on the supports. Tentatively I put a foot onto each and found that they spread my legs in a very undignified manner. This was nothing like school medicals where a hand was slid down the front of my knickers and simply pressed against my tummy, not even sliding down far enough to reach the slit between my legs. I managed to keep my knees together when I first put my feet on the supports but was sharply ordered to slide down the couch until my bottom was level with the edge and to open my legs as widely as possible. This provided an uninterrupted view of my most intimate area from pubis to anus.

The doctor moved to the foot of the couch and gave me a very thorough looking at. Instinctively I tried to bring my knees together again only to be sharply told to keep them as far open as possible - again. Worse was to come as my - until that time - very private area was spread open by the doctor's fingers and a plastic gadget used to pull it down and further open before it was carefully scrutinized. Not satisfied with looking at the outside another gadget which I later learnt was called a speculum was slid inside of me as I could see only too clearly as I was sitting rather than lying on the couch. By this time I was learning to keep my legs open and I changed to carefully examining the plaster on the ceiling rather than watching things being pushed inside of me, I could feel their chill without looking. The speculum opened and spread my vagina to an unprecedented extent even beating my most well endowed of lovers. I felt a stick moving about inside of me, ‘Just a smear test.' After removing the speculum he proceeded to insert two of his fingers firmly in its place and press on my tummy to complete the check.

‘That's fine,' said the doctor.

I was released from being impaled on either the speculum or his fingers and rushed to get off the couch only to be told to turn round and kneel on it with my bum in the air. Dutifully I did so, glad that my flaming red cheeks could not be seen as I examined the pattern on the couch leather.

‘I am just going to insert an endoscope into your vagina,' said the doctor in a very matter of fact manner, ‘It won't hurt, just relax.'

I felt the length of wide plastic cable with a light on its end being worked into my already stretched vagina and, by glancing backwards past my spread legs, saw the picture of my internal decorations in all their glory. At long last it was drawn out and again I thought myself free, but no. ‘Just an anal examination to go,' said the doctor as he slid a lubricated finger of his rubber gloved hand well into my back passage and felt around inside. Finally I was told to get down and that I could get dressed. ‘Have I passed?' I asked anxiously.

‘Everything is just fine as I would expect in a woman of your age. Once I have the results of the smear test I will inform the Company and they will get in touch with you. Good luck in the job and I expect to see you again as a Company employee.'

Gratefully I arrayed myself in my interview gear, once again being chased by the nurse to hurry up and scuttled out of the door.

I got the job.

hildabert@hotmail.com

Doctor Fisher's Secret

Part 1 the Informative Years

This is the story of Doctor Clayton Fisher a well-known gynecologist in a large Mid-Western city. The story starts in ninth grade. He was a very smart young man, but he did not play sports as he had two left feet and no coordination. Clay was a skinny kid about five foot seven inches tall. He was average looking and a very shy person.

The week before school started Claudia Miller moved in next door in their middle class neighborhood. She was a pretty young lady with brown hair and a nice budding young figure. You could see she was going to be stunning when she was older. She was a shy young lady, embarrassed because she had a very hard time in the last school she was attending, the girls picked on her because of her low marks.

When they were standing at the school bus stop is when they officially met. It was Clay who got up the nerve to say hello first. Claudia blushed asking if he lived in the house in back of hers. He gave her an affirmative answer. Nothing else was said after they exchanged names. They had to sit together on the bus as it was filled and only double seats were left.

When the first quarter report cards came out Clayton had all ‘A's and Claudia was flunking. The school councilor for Claudia was the same councilor as Clayton had. She called them both into the office and paired them up for studying. It worked out wonderfully; any time Claudia had a problem she could go next door to Clayton's house for help. They became close friends. Claudia's final marks for the year were in the ‘B-‘ average area, the best marks she received in her school career. She was very happy and Clayton felt good that he was helping someone and having the admiration of Claudia.

Becoming friends during the school year and neighbors it was natural that they spent most of their free time together. Clayton had a pool in his yard and invited Claudia over to swim on many occasions. They both had summer jobs, but they did have a good time swimming in the pool on their days off.

"What do you want to do when you get out of school?" Claudia asked

"I think I am going to be a doctor." said Clay.

"I should have known that is why you're working at the hospital." smiled Claudia.

"What are you going to do?" asked Clay

"I would like to be in a large corporation. I am going to take business in college." she said.

It was a lazy July afternoon and they were lying by the pool. When Claudia looked at Clayton and thanked him for helping her through school she asked if there was any way that she could repay him for his help. He looked at her and just blushed.

"What can I help you with, you have something on your mind," she said.

"W-well I want to be a doctor. I would like to examine you?" He blurted out blushing before he lost his nerve.

Looking at him in shock she didn't say anything for about five minutes. Then making a decision she said. "You did help me quite a bit. I will let you examine my breasts if you promise not to tell anyone and not to try any funny stuff with me."

Claudia got up and walked into the changing area. Clay followed her in, trying to hide his erection. She kept her back to him and untied the strings to the top of her swimsuit. Dropping it to her hand she turned and looked at Clay with a red face. He walked up to her and just admired her breasts; they were not large but just right for her frame. He reached up and tentatively touched her nipple, it got very hard immediately. This embarrassed her and gave Clay an erection that hurt, he was so hard. He respected her wishes and after about 15 minutes she put her top back on and they went back to the pool. They did this many times over the next few weeks. Each time it became easier for Claudia to remove her top in front of Clay. During each exam Claudia could feel her vaginal area become moist. The last time was the most exciting to her. Clay was really learning how to examine breasts. She had to go into the pool house rest room to check because she was so wet that she thought she peed her pants.

When she came out of the pool house Clay asked "When can I give you a complete physical?" Blushing profusely.

"I will think about it and let you know." She said looking away from him in embarrassment.

It was a humid overcast day at the end of August when Claudia went over to Clay's house and knocked on the door to his rec room. Clay opened the door to find Claudia in a pretty short dress that had buttons all the way down the front. She walked into the room and sat down on the couch. Clay was sitting at the desk and turned around to face her. She was shifting in the chair and blushing.

Finally looking at him like a scared doe, she asked. "Will you help me through the next school year?"

"Why of course I will? What made you ask ?"

"Well I just wanted to make sure before I do this." She said blushing as she reached under her dress and hooked both thumbs on the side of her panties and slid them down her thighs and to the ground.

She picked up her panties and carried them in her hand to the desk. Claudia got up onto the desk as Clay turned in the chair to face her. Keeping her knees together she put one foot on each side of the arms of the chair that Clay was sitting on. She looked at Clay with a tear in her eye and was very confused about what she was doing. Claudia would be showing her friend her most intimate treasure. She opened her legs wide for Clay to see her most intimate being. His eyes were wide with excitement.

"You are beautiful Claudia." He said with reverence in his voice. She was in the most vulnerable position a woman can be in and she was trusting him to be gentle with her. Clay tentatively reached up to touch the exterior of her vaginal area. He observed a generous amount of black pubic air around her vaginal opening and almost completely around her anus. The hair obscured her clitoris and her vaginal opening. Clay could tell where her vaginal opening was because the hair round it was wet with her moisture. He very carefully inserted his finger into her virginal opening. Clay had his finger into her to about his first joint on his finger when he felt it stop against something. It was her hymen he was touching and she started to squirm a little. Clay had a large wet spot on his shorts and Claudia was creating a wet spot on the desktop. He opened her up more and he could see her hymen protecting the vaginal passage. Up to the top of her vaginal opening he found her clitoris. He gently pulled back the hood which caused her to moan and lay back on her elbows spreading herself so Clay would have easier access to her most sensitive areas. He rubbed her clit making it harder and eliciting more moans from her. The wetness was pouring out of her. Clay was amazed how wet she had become from the very little manipulation he did on her clitoris. She screamed and shut her legs on his fingers causing him great pain and surprise. Good thing his parents are not home or they would have been down in the rec room to see who was being murdered.

Claudia lay exhausted on the desk her legs spread wide and breathing heavily. That was the first orgasm she had ever had, but it felt so good she was going to want more. Getting off the desk Clay had to grab her as she almost fell down, her legs were like rubber. She when back to the couch and sat down not bothering to put her panties on. Clay turned on the TV and they watched some shows and Clay reached between Claudia's legs and rested his fingers in the juncture of her thighs. Claudia laid her hand in his lap and could feel his manhood at it full glory. She rubbed it through his pants, afraid to ask him to take it out for her.

By the end of their Junior year they had progressed to oral sex. It got so that Claudia was so used to being naked in front of Clay and he never tried to force himself on her that she was almost always naked in his rec room when his parents were not home. They would come home after school and Claudia would strip naked, walk over to Clay, tell him she needed help with one of her homework assignments remove his penis from his pants and give him a blow job. This went on until they both turned 18.

After the first few weeks of Clay checking Claudia's vagina she came over one day after school and took off her top and her slacks but left on her panties.

"I can't let you check me today as my period came this morning." She told Clay in an embarrassed tone.

Looking at her in thoughtful silence it took him about 5 minutes to get up the courage to say his next sentence. "Can I examine you currently with you period?" He said not meeting her eye contact as he was embarrassed to admit he was fascinated by a woman's menstrual flow.

"I am kind of messy during the first day I flow heavily. You sure you want to examine me now?" She asked in amazement that she always feels unclean when she has her period and Clay wanted to see this.

She sat on the couch looking at TV for another few minutes trying to understand why Clay wanted to subject himself to her soiled vaginal opening. She looked at him and said. "If you really want to do this you better get something I can sit on." Smiling at him she could not say no to him. He as been so good to her and she was beginning to really like him, almost love him. Grinning from ear to ear he came back with a towel. They had a little over two hours to check Claudia and wash the towel. While Clay was putting the towel on the desk Claudia, came over and removed her panties.

She got onto the desk and Clay pulled the chair in front of her. She put her legs on the chair arms spreading herself for him. Clay could see a string hanging out of her vagina, she told him to pull on the string. The tampon came out toe hard to begin with Clay really had to pull on it. He stopped when he looked at Claudia's face as he thought he was hurting her. She told him to give it steady pressure and it would come out. Claudia was right, the tampon came out and was red with her flow. He took his fingers and opened her vagina; the interior was red with her flow and he pushed his finger into her until he felt her hymen. He took about 5 minutes to satisfy his curiosity. He let her off the desk and she retrieved one of her tampons. She handed it to him so he could insert it for her. Claudia went back to the desk and opened herself up guiding the insertion of the tampon with her hand on Clay's. With that complete they cleaned up. Claudia did not bother to put on her panties.

It was the spring of their last year of high school that Claudia asked Clay to go with her to the planned parenthood clinic so she could get birth control pills. He reluctantly agreed to go with her as she was embarrassed and afraid to go there alone. After school on the appointed day they arrived at the clinic. Claudia went up to the young receptionist and whispered to her. "Can my boyfriend come in with me to the exam room? He is going to be a doctor."

"Yes he can go in with you. Can you fill out this form please for me?" she asked Claudia.

Claudia filled out the form with Clay looking over her shoulder. She was embarrassed by some of the questions. Clay helped her with others. It was an enlightening experience for both of them. Claudia realized that she would have to go through a similar exam many times over the course of her lifetime. She brought the form to the receptionist who told her that she would be called in a few minutes.

It felt like hours to the two young people, but in fact is was only a few minutes before Claudia was called to the desk by a nurse. They both followed her to an exam room. The nurse took Claudia's vitals and then told her to undress completely and wait for the doctor. She did so while talking to Clay, he seemed more concerned about her nudity than she did. Claudia got on the exam table and put her feet in the stirrups to wait for the doctor. She coached Clay to come between her legs to check her vaginal area. That is where he was when the doctor came in. This surprised the doctor. He did the breast exam on her as Clay mentally took notes. The doctor got a plastic speculum and inserted it in her. She told the doctor to let Clay have a look at her cervix. Clay watched with fascinated attention at each move the doctor made and his bedside manner. She was naked and spread open for many people that came in and out of the room while being she was examined. She asked the doctor if she could have the speculum that he used on her? The doctor looked at her in surprise, but gave it to her.

Finishing that part of the exam the doctor had her walk naked to the other end of the back area in a semi-private hall to the scales. Clay was amazed that she did not show any embarrassment at all being exposed to these strangers. On her way back to the exam room she met another young lady being ushered into the exam room next to her. The doctor wrote out her prescription for birth control pills and gave her a free 2 months supply.

In order to graduate from high school the pupils had to finish a report on one of the sciences or some part of it. They were divided up into pairs to do the finals. Clay and Claudia were going to do theirs together. Clay came across articles on hypnotism that really interested him. Claudia went along with him as he would do most of the work for her anyway. They got started on the final report by the time they had the report ready to turn in Clay was ready to try his hand at hypnotism of subjects.

"Can I try to hypnotize you Claudia?" said Clay sheepishly.

"Well, I guess so if you like." She said without even waiting for him to finish his sentence.

He proceeded to try to hypnotize her. It took him over a week to finally put her under. To find out if it really worked he gave her a word that he will say that would put her under his spell. They were out in the early spring sunshine. Claudia was very free in the confines of the rec room but she would never go nude in his back yard as it was not very private.

"Light time," Clay said, then looked over at Claudia. She was sitting by the pool and immediately went to sleep.

"It is time for a bath Claudia," said Clay.

Claudia immediately removed her bathing suit. She got into the pool and pretended to wash herself. Clay watched amused as she was in the pool. Looking at the time they had to watch out as their parents where going to be home in the next 15 minutes.

"Light time," Clay said again and Claudia started to scream as she was naked in the pool.

"What happened? How come I am naked out here ?" she asked confused since she had never been naked outside. Covering herself with her hands the best she could, she ran to the bath house. She came out about 5 minutes later. She was upset with Clay and told him so.

They turned in the final report they got an ‘A' on it and Clay showed his talent for hypnotizing people to the class.

It was the night of the prom. Claudia looked beautiful in her light blue sequence gown and Clay looked great in his tux. Their parents hired a limo for them. They danced until the bands stopped. That night Claudia had a wonderful time. The limo picked them up and they went to the after prom party. Clay and Claudia found an empty room, it was some kind of apartment. They closed the door and Claudia removed her gown hanging it up on a hanger. Likewise Clay removed his Tux and hung it up. They laid on the bed exploring each other and kissing. She whispered in his ear that she wanted him to be the first to penetrate her womenhood. Claudia removed the rest of her clothes and Clay followed.

They laid on their sides facing each other. She reached down and took his manhood and placed it up by the entrance to her vagina. Claudia rolled on her back and Clay rolled on top of her, being careful to keep his weight on his knees and elbows. Claudia was kissing Clay, she reached between them and guided Clay's penis into her vagina. He slowly pushed in her, the feeling for both of them could not be described. Clay felt the obstruction in her vagina, he put more pressure on her hymen. She could feel it tearing. Claudia let out a scream as he penetrated her for the first time. He slowly pumped in her and she was beginning to meet his strokes. They gradually increased their speed until the both were going very fast. Before they knew it they were both over the edge. They had intercourse about 3 times more before morning. Claudia and Clay were very sore the next morning, but happy.

The spent a wonderful summer, but in September they went to different colleges on separate coasts. Claudia and Clay wrote letters to each other in steadily decreasing frequency.

Part 2 College Days

After saying good-by to Claudia, Clay's parents took him to college. It was a 12-hour trip to the northeast area of the USA. They stayed overnight with him helping him get his room set up. They left in mid afternoon for the ride back. Clay was left to meet a whole new set of friends at his college. He was missing Claudia already, but they became distant friends as the college year progressed. Claudia's parents moved out of town before Clay went home for the first summer vacation and he lost touch with her after the first year.

There were 3 other young men that moved into the townhouse with him. Fortunately they were more outgoing than Clay, although less academically inclined. They realized that Clay would be very helpful to them in the coming year. At one of the weekend parties, Clay let it slip that he could hypnotize people. The guys around him did not believe him, so he told them to bring a lady over. Phil brought a girl named Vicky who was willing to be hypnotized.

Looking around for a place to hypnotize Vicky they went to a small room used for meetings. She was a good subject and he had her hypnotized in a few minutes. The word that was used to put her under was 'cat dog'. They both came out and she did not believe that he hypnotized her. She was talking to Phil laughing that she did not get hypnotized. They all went back to the small meeting room, to test out Clay's first subject.

"Cat Dog," said Clay and Vicky went to sleep.

"When I wake you will be in your bedroom all alone, getting ready for bed," said Clay as he snapped his fingers.

Immediately Vicky started to yawn and stretch. She started to remove her dress and top. Folding all her clothes she started to remove her bra and panties. Vicky went over to a table and laid down on it. She had her legs slightly spread so the guys could see her vaginal lips. Her breasts were large and she had light brown trimmed pubic hair. Clay told her to get up since it was morning and get dressed for school. She went back to her clothes and put them back on.

"Cat dog." Said Clay

Vicky came out of the trance laughing. "See I told you that you couldn't hypnotize me."

They all joined in laughing as they said. "Yah, he is a fraud isn't he," as they winked at him behind Vicky's back.

They hypnotized many girls over the next year. One particular incident stands out. Alexis was a very outspoken feminist. She was a man-hater who was in the Art class that Clay was in. The class was looking for nude female models, so Clay got Alexis alone and told her he would like to hypnotize her.

She laughingly agreed saying. "I've been to hypnotists before and I was too strong willed to be hypnotized."

Well Clay did hypnotize her, imprinting a hypnotic suggestion that she would put her name on the list to model nude. She went right out to the board and put her name on the list. The following day the professor called her to the desk and told her she would model for the class the following week. She agreed.

The following week Alexis did not know why she was modeling nude for the class, as she was very shy. Going into the Studio she went to the rest rooms removed all her clothes and came out nude to greet the class. They started the class with her in some standing poses, and then went to some more erotic poses. She was asked to sit on a lounge chair and put her legs over the arms of the chair, spreading herself open to all the students in the room. She amazed herself by doing it. She was the most relaxed she has been in many months and the most exposed she has ever been in her life. At the end of the class all the students and the professor complemented her on her modeling. She was very pleased with herself in spite of the fact that she did not know why she had done it. Clay gave her the hypnotic suggestion that every time she took all her clothes off in front of men she would feel really relaxed. Alexis had to go up to men to ask permission to remove her clothes in front of them and would be relieved of all her tension when they said yes.

When Phil invited her to study with them in their townhouse he was surprised when she asked. "Can I remove my clothes?"

Regaining his composure he said. "By all means, whatever is comfortable for you."

Phil was always inviting Alexis up to study after that day and the first thing she did was ask the guys if she could get comfortable. They never said no to her. She became one of their favorite ladies and she became more liked by everyone that met her after her meeting with Clay.

During that time Clay was in premed courses. The exams were not very exciting, in fact they were very boring and not very educational. Clay went to the Professor with his complaint. The professor told him to find a Medical Teaching Associate (MTA) who was willing to let a group of pre-med students examine them.

Coming up with the idea of experimenting with hypnotism and getting his professor to go along with it Clay made posters and asked all the pretty ladies he met if they would like to volunteer. Many refused, but a few came to the classroom that the group of pre- med students met in to start the experiment. He brought all them into the back room and hypnotized them, giving them post hypnotic suggestions to put their names on a list that was on the bulletin board tbecome MTA's for the pre-med students and to suggest they would feel less stressed around men if they were nude. The girls would have to ask the men's permission to strip naked.

Snapping his fingers Clay brought them out of their hypnotic trance. The girls all started to laugh and talk among themselves. "I thought he was going to hypnotize us. Did he hypnotize anyone?" They asked among themselves. They all said, "NO" and thought he was not a very good hypnotist.

As the young ladies walked out of the back room they spotted the notice for MTA's on the bulletin board. Without knowing why they all put their names on the list. The girls talked to each other about this and were very confused. They were going to be embarrassed and humiliated, but they all wanted to do it.

The first girl on the list was Sally. The professor called her saying. "Are you Sally?"

She said. "Yes."

"I am Professor Samson. I teach the premed course you're name was on the list for MTA's. Do you know what that is?" asked the Professor.

"No really," she said.

The professor explained what that was then asked. "Do you still want to it ?"

"Yes," was the only thing that would come out of her mouth. Sally was going to be humiliated and embarrassed the next day. She did not want to do it, but she could only say yes. Sally could not figure out why she had to do this. It concerned her all night. She got to sleep just when the alarm went off. Getting out of bed she went to the bathroom and took a shower. Blushing, she trimmed her pubic hair. Knowing that she would have to remove her clothes today she dressed very simply in a dress, panties and shoes.

By 8 am she was ready to go, but dreading the coming ordeal she would have to endure later. Sally got to the classroom just as the professor arrived. He showed her where the dressing room was and told her that she needed to be ready by 9:30. It was about quarter to nine already. She was feeling very stressed, so she disrobed and found that it relieved her tension, she was very calm. At 9 am she walked into the classroom asking the Professor questions about the coming class while her subconscious screamed : "You're naked."

For a moment Sally became embarrassed when the laborers from the College Building and Grounds department came in with the exam table. They stopped in their tracks when they saw Sally. The young men engaged her in conversation after they set up the table until the professor told them that they weren't needed anymore.

The class started to assemble. Each person who entered the room, Sally went up to and introduced herself. The class consisted of all young men, she was mentally humiliated, but some force beyond her control was making her expose herself like this. Her mind screamed, "This is not me. I am a modest person." All eyes were on her as she mingled with the students in a very relaxed state as if she were fully clothed.

The professor called the class to order and instructed Sally to get on the exam table. She complied immediately being helped onto the table by one of the students in the front row. As the table was facing the class she was sitting between the stirrups. Sally looked at all the students and could not keep her legs together as much as she tried, wanting to keep her vaginal area a mystery as long as she could. She followed all the students gaze and found they were looking at her exposed genitals. This brought color to her face, surfacing from her subconscious and a feeling of contentment to her being.

As the professor explained to the class the ground rules for the coming session, Sally had the overwhelming urge to lay back on the exam table and get comfortable. She did just that, putting her feet in the stirrups and spreading them open for the surprised group in front of her. The professor noticing that the whole groups' expression changed, stopped his monolog and turned around to stare at the most amazing site. This beautiful brown haired lady was already laid out in all her glory without even being told to assume the exam position. He was having a very difficult time keeping his mind on the class work.

"Seeing that Sally is ready to begin the examination, let's start with the breast exam. Please stand and get around the exam table so we can begin. I will show you how to proceed with the breast exam and one person on each side of Sally will do the exam two at a time," said the Professor.

Getting up from their chairs, 14 young men congregated around Sally. Her subconscious mind was feeling the humiliation and embarrassment of having her young body exposed in this way, but she was feeling very relaxed about being consciously naked. Each man performed the breast exam on her under the watchful eye of the Professor, who corrected a few of the students who did not perform the exam properly, also putting a time limit on each student's exam so it wouldn't last an hour.

"Lets take a 15 minute break, be back at quarter to 11," aaid the Professor

A few of the students helped Sally off the exam table. She walked with the students to a break area that had large windows looking out into a very busy hall. Sally's subconscious mind told her to put something on, but she could not go over to her clothes and put something on, she felt more comfortable naked. All the students gathered around Sally engaging her in conversation. She was very comfortable with the young men.

At 10:45 all the students were back in place, eager to get to the next part of Sally's exam, her pelvic. She was helped onto the exam table again by a couple of the students. They helped her put her legs in the stirrups. This gave her a feeling of peace to be spread out for all the students to see. The professor started his explanation of the pelvic exam. He put on a pair of exam gloves and told everyone to don a pair of gloves also. The professor put one hand on Sally's abdomen and inserted his middle finger in her vagina while explaining the exam.

"Apparently she is so wet no KY will be needed," the professor thought to himself stopping his narrative abruptly.

After he regained his composure he said. "You will all take a turn examining Sally."

Everyone tried to be the first in line. The professor had to stop them and had them get in line from front left to right. Each student took a turn examining Sally, the professor had to call time on a few of them as they were taking too long examining her. She did not mind the exam at all, it was giving her the feeling of being adored. Sally could see the reverence in their eyes as they took in the beauty of her exposed femininity. She was in the pelvic exam position for at least 1 hour.

After the last student examined Sally she was helped off the table and escorted to the locker room and told that she could get dressed. She regretted having to put on clothes and all the students regretted it as well. Clay gave the word he used for Sally to come out of her hypnotic trance after she finished dressing. All the students expressed their gratitude for her help in the hypnotic experiment they performed today.

"What do you mean, it didn't work on me. I told you I couldn't be hypnotized." She laughed as she walked out of the class room shaking her head at the ridiculous thought.

There we about 10 female students that Clay had sign up for the exam. They took each girl in turn. The girls all acted approximately the way Sally did having her exam. Clay gave all the girls the hypnotic suggestion that they were less stressed when nude in front of men. He told all the girls to tell their girl friends about the study group. Clay had all the girls ask permission to get to get undressed and he told them they were happy to be examined by the group.

As each of the ten girls were examined by the pre-med class they told many of their friends about the wonderful experience they had with the premed student doing the hypnotism research. There were a few women to begin with signing up and as more girls were examined by the premed students, they had more applications to become study subjects.

Clay and the other students had to set up interviews for them. As many of the pre-med students that could attend were there for each interview. The interviews were always held on a Saturday morning at the premed classroom. An interview would be scheduled when they had at least 5 applicants. Each applicant signed a waiver and model release. Then one of the premed students explained the program to them. Some were hesitant to try but after the more persuasive pre-med students finished their pitch the girls were ready for the next step. Clay brought them into the back room and hypnotized them.

After he put them in an hypnotic trance and give them their word, Clay told the ladies. "You are going to have an overwhelming urge to remove your clothes. It is ok to do this if your granted permission from the pre-med students when you are called up in front for the last part of the interview. All will feel very relaxed when you are naked in front of men. All the ladies waiting for the final part of the interview will be very nervous unless you are naked as soon as you remove your cloths they will be a peace that comes to you."

He snapped his fingers and they were all laughing at him that he did not hypnotize them. As the ladies walked out of the back room to sit down to await the final part of the interview they were talking among themselves and becoming increasingly nervous.

Amy, a pretty brunette asked the girl next to her. "Do you feel stressed?"

"Yes, I feel the only thing that will relieve my stress is to be naked."

"That is the way I feel also," said Amy blushing

"I feel that way also," chimed the other three girls at the same time.

After about a half hour of discussions between the pre-med students as they kept their eyes on the ladies waiting to be interviewed. When they determined that the girls were stressed enough they called their first Lady.

"Amy could you come up here please," said Scott, one of the students.

Getting up from her chair and blushing she looked back at the girls. She did not what to say this but there was not other way. "Do you mind if I remove my clothes for this interview?" Amy aske, dumfounded as to why she would do this. She removed her blouse, slacks, shoes, and socks. Amy stopped there, hoping that she would feel less stressed. It did not work, so taking a deep breath she removed her bra and panties it was like there was a heavy weight lifted off her shoulders. She walked up to the pre- med students and went through the interview very easily. Amy went back to her seat, but the feeling of freedom and peace was so great that she sat down completely naked. She could not cross her legs she had to keep them spread to feel the peace.

"Amy you stripped naked, why don't you get dressed presently? The interview is complete," said all the girls to Amy.

"I feel so peaceful right now that I hate to feel the way I did before I removed my clothes," said Amy, trying to put into words her feelings as she blushed at being the only one naked in the room to this point.

The next girl called up to the front to continue with her interview felt the same overwhelming urge to remove all her clothes. "Can I do the interview naked like Amy did?" asked the young lady to no one in particular.

"Sure, whatever makes you comfortable," said the pre-med students smiling at her almost in unison.

She removed all her clothes and felt the tension leave her body. An indescribable calm came over her. "This is the best I have felt in the last three years of college. I would have never dreamed I could feel this good and be this naked," she thought to herself.

Seeing the transformation that came over the girl in the front of the room, the remaining girls that were dressed started to remove their clothes also. As each of the girls removed the last piece of clothing you could see their transformation also to very peaceful calm being. All the young ladies were amazed and the young men were proud of Clay.

Though out their first four years of college the group managed to keep the experiments in hypnotism secret. All the girls did not tell because they thought that everything they were doing was in their dreams. That is what Clay told them is was. The professor did not say anything because he was having the time of his life with this experiment.

All the students congratulated Clay for his prowess in the science of hypnotism. Clay taught all the pre-med students how to perform hypnotism and the professor also. He was becoming bored with the experiments. Having a secret desire to try to hypnotize someone who does not know they are being hypnotized, he decided to concentrate on trying to hypnotize women without them knowing it. Presently he was hypnotizing the ladies that signed up for the experiment. It took until his senior year to accomplish the hypnotism of unknowing subjects and it was very tricky also as to not ruin his career in medicine.

By Ajtoeknee@aol.com

I go to a woman gynecologist, of course. I just changed insurance plans at work, though, and even though she had come recommended to me, I had never met her. The nurse called my name and I went back to the office.

She weighed me and took my blood pressure and then left a paper cover for my breasts and a paper blanket for over my abdomen. She told me to get undressed and put them on, then wait for the doctor on the table.

As I lay there, the tears were about to come. It was so humiliating and so upsetting for me. I had never felt more naked as I did there, trying to keep the paper jacket over my breasts. I just sat up, waiting for her knock at the door. Then it came.

She walked in to the examining room and introduced herself, Dr. Keely Staves. She could tell I was upset, but told me not to worry, that she would be very careful with me and she would always let me know what she was doing. She was really pretty, wearing her lab coat and with her chestnut brown hair tucked up in to a French twist. Her breasts were pushing at the front of the labcoat. I love big breasts, probably because mine are relatively small. But hers were marvelously round and full and I could see the outline of the nipple against the white fabric.

"Alright, Ginny, I want you to lay back. I'm going to examine your breasts." I was panting and extremely nervous, but I lay back trying to keep the jacket covering me. My eyes were squenched tight as she put her hands on my chest and carefully spread apart the front of the jacket. I felt her cool hand press firmly on the outer edges of my breast.

She moved her hand over it, pressing on it, exploring it. I opened my eyes - I had never been able to open my eyes during an exam - and met hers. She was smiling down at me in this tender way that totally disarmed me. She held my nipple between two fingers and pinched at it slightly. "Is that okay?" she asked.

I just nodded. She moved to the other one and placed both of her hands around my breast. She was holding it in her hand, squeezing on it, feeling deep in to it. It really felt good - like I said, I have a breast fetish. When she got to the nipple, again, she pinched it between two fingers - just enough to let me know she was there. I realized I may have been getting excited.

"Okay, everything there feels real good, so I'm going to listen to your heartbeat. Would you sit up please?" I sat up and she slid the whole jacket off of me, so I was sitting there with just the blanket over my lap. She just smiled at me in this way that made me not question anything. She moved the stethoscope all over my upper back, the whole time keeping her other hand spread between my breasts in front. It was starting to feel vaguely erotic to me and when I turned to look at her, I was right level with her lovely breasts. The nipples were definitely protruding - I knew mine were.

"Heart sounds good, now I'm afraid you're going to have to lay down." But I wasn't scared, I wanted to do exactly as she told me, I wanted her to touch me more. It had never been like this, nothing had. I lay back while she watched, my entire torso and most of my hips exposed to her. She placed both of her hands on my belly and looked right in to my eyes. "Are you okay, Ginny?" She asked, rubbing my soft belly very softly. "Yes, I'm fine, quite comfortable, Thank you."

"Okay, then, I'm going to proceed with the exam. You need to move down to the end of the table and fit your heels in to the stirrups," she said. These words usually strike terror in my heart, but I moved easily, without hesitation. Once my heels reached the stirrups, I laid back down but my knees were pushed tightly together.

"Now relax, dear," she said, "I'm going to spread your legs, okay?"

All I could do was nod, I felt blood rush to my pussy and a warm feeling spread. She was under the blanket covering my abdomen, I could feel her breath on my pussy. "I see you like to keep yourself shaved," she said.

I squirmed. "Yeah," I hesitated, "But I was trying to let it grow out so you wouldn't be so surprised," I apologized.

She placed her hand on my belly. "Don't worry about it, I love a shaved pussy." I was shocked at her use of the word, but I just laughed nervously and let her continue.

She spread my lips apart with just one finger. I could feel her arranging them splayed separate, so the inner parts were displayed openly. She moved the lamp to illuminate the whole thing. I thought I heard her give a small moan. "Is everything....okay?" I asked. Suddenly, she walked around the table to my head and got down to my level.

"I'm going to tell you the truth, Ginny," she said, "I know you've always associated sex with your gynecologist visits," I looked up at her, stunned and confused, but she continued, "and I want to satisfy your curiosity today. Is that going to be okay with you?" she asked.

I was totally stunned, I couldn't speak. "H-how did you know that?"

"I can tell by the way you act in here, the way you respond to my touch. I was curious myself, til I got to take everything home," She smiled, making it feel like a private joke. "I'm a doctor, I know what an aroused vagina looks like, and you have one. So let's take this slow. If you want me to stop, tell me. Okay?"

"Okay," I smiled at her. She leaned over and kissed me on the lips, licking mine, one hand under my head, pushing my tongue onto hers, into her mouth. She kissed my neck, and caressed my breasts hungrily, still with a penetrating exam type touch. I knew without a doubt that my pussy was dripping. "I'm going to take off the blanket, is that okay with you?" she asked.

"Yes, please," I said, I would do anything she wanted.

She sat back down on the stool, in front of my exposed pussy. "I'm going to insert the speculum now," she said, "I think you love having your pussy spread, and I'm going to do it for you. You just tell me when you've had enough, okay, honey?"

"Yes," I was so excited, I could barely speak the word. I felt her rub some lubricant all over my pussy and inside. She was holding my lips open with one hand and introducing the tip of the speculum in to my vagina with the other. She pushed it completely in and I gasped. I love the feeling of being filled and penetrated and now I was about to hyperventilate. She sensed my deep breathing and told me to relax. She rubbed my inner thighs, leaving the speculum unopened and in my pussy. She rubbed my belly and stroked my abdomen until my breathing slowed a little. Then she started to open the speculum.

At first it was barely noticeable, like a finger penetrating me. But then it started to spread my pussy walls. I clenched my fists. "Oh, that's nice, that's so nice," I told her.

"Good, now relax and let me examine you," she said. She was still opening it up in small increments, more and more. The pressure was building up and I could start to feel a yearning deep in my cunt for penetration. "Lets leave it here for a few moments, okay?" she asked.

I nodded. The feeling was exquisite. She moved the light to shine directly on my open pussy. I was so sensitive, I could feel the heat. She started to rub my clit with the pad of her thumb. I was in ecstasy. She kept a close eye on my face to see how I was reacting. "You're taking it so nice," she said, "Your pussy is so lovely all spread open like this, wanna see?" she asked me.

"Yes!" I exclaimed, almost screaming it. She went to a cabinet and took out a mirror. She set it in a stand on the floor and positioned it so I could see from way up on the table. "Isn't it beautiful?" she asked.

I nodded slowly. I was transfixed by the sight. Then, she got up on the table with me, like we were going to do sixty-nine, and started to lick my clit in long, lapping, slow strokes. "Oh, oh, oh, oh God..." nothing had ever felt so erotic, so absolutely beautiful. I loved seeing her lick my pussy, I loved seeing her finger me through the speculum. Just as I was about to come, she stopped. She kissed me again, deeply and sensually, like before. "I don't want you to come before the bi-manual part of the exam," she smiled.

"Okay," I agreed.

She withdrew the speculum slowly so that I was excited by the fact that she was doing it. She knew exactly what I wanted, everything I had fantasized about in my most secret fantasy. It was wonderful. Then, quite abruptly, she slid two fingers in to my vagina.

"Oh, yes," I moaned.

She smiled at me affectionately. "Yes, my love, let me touch you. Let me examine you. It's okay, relax, love."

I had to yield to her. She placed one hand on my abdomen and pressed down while she pressed up with her fingers inside me. She moved them all around, stroking the inside of my pussy. She moved her top hand down to my clit and pinched it, let it slide out of her fingers, then pinched it again. I was going to come in seconds. She took her thumb and laid the pad square on to my clit, pressed down just a little, then rubbed. She penetrated deeper with her fingers in my clit and deeper still as she felt me start to come. I was moaning wildly, trying to reach for her, coming all over her fingers. "Yes, let it out, keep going, you can keep it going, honey," she cheered on my orgasm.

When she took out her fingers, they were dripping with my juices. She smiled at me and came close to me on the table. She unbuttoned the first few buttons on her lab coat and held my head in her warm breasts. I licked at them weakly, put my arm around her waist and pulled her close to me. I was born again, it was so beautiful.

"I want you to come back to see me in one month. I will need to do an anal exam," She said, changing her manner to completely business like. "And next time, you should be shaved. You may get dressed now, the nurse will check you out."

And she left the room. I got dressed and made my next appointment. That was the first time I'd even left the gynecologist's office with a smile on my face.