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Eli nervously jitters in place while he waits to be called in from the waiting room. He's been pushing off going to a gyn for years. The thought of having to go to a women's health center to get a check up freaks him out so much as a trans guy. He's partially scared of getting misgendered or discriminated against at a place like this. But the real reason he put off seeing a doctor for so long is that he has never had anything inside him and is terrified of the internal exam. Eli's endocrinologist managed to convince him to finally make his first gyn appointment. He hates being here, but he knows he needs to get over it.
"Eli." Eli is snapped back into reality from his anxious spiral when he hears his named called by the nurse. He quietly follows her to the room while staring at the floor. The nurse doesn't comment on the fact that he's a guy, which is reassuring to him. But he also looks fairly androgynous still, so maybe the nurse hasn't even realized he's a guy. She leaves him alone in the examination room, telling him the doctor will be in shortly.
The doctor comes in after a few tantalizingly slow minutes. He is a middle aged man wearing light blue scrubs. Eli would have preferred a women doctor, but this doctor was the only one available last minute.
Before saying anything, the doctor just stares at Eli for a moment. Eli shifts uncomfortably on the table as he is scrutinized. Eli can just tell from that look that the doctor is trying to figure out what his gender is just by his appearance. Once the doctor composes himself, he introduces himself. "You must be Eli. I am Dr. Miller. Please strip everything off, then sit back on the table." He sternly orders.
Eli blanches. He wasn't expecting to be forced to strip before he even got to talk with the doctor. "Do I get something to change into?"He nervously asks. Eli has never been to a gyn before, but assumed there would be something to preserve his modesty. Doctor's office are a professional place, it's not like the dirty videos he's watched where the patient is completely naked and at the mercy of the doctor.
"No." Dr. Miller says, sounding impatient. "I need full access to you during the exam, anything on your body will get in the way."
Eli's lip slightly quivers. He doesn't want to be completely naked in front of a stranger, but it seems he doesn't really have much choice. He slowly pulls of his sweatpants and t-shirt. The doctor gives him an impatient look when Eli hesitates to continue stripping. Eli feels his tdick twitch as soon as the cold air hits it.
"Everything off." Dr. Miller says again, pointing at Eli's binder. Eli pulls his binder over his head. As soon as his small tits are completely visible he gets the urge to try to cover himself up. But the way Eli is forced to sit on the examination table leaves him completely exposed.
Dr Miller's stare burns into Eli's skin. His eyes linger on his cunt and breasts. He jots down a few notes before saying anything else.
"What do we have here?" Dr. Miller mumbles as he gets a good at Eli's bare cunt. Before Eli can get a chance to speak or explain his body, Dr. Miller reaches out to grab his tdick. Eli yelps and jolts back when the doctor's rough fingers rub and pull at his little cock. "Relax. I am just looking. I will need to do a closer examination after we finish the intake questions." A small whimper of fear and arousal is pulled out of Eli as the doctor continues to stroke his tdick. He feels his tdick twitch and start to get hard from the touches. A tingling sensation spreads through his cunt, one very similar to when he gets horny from taking his testosterone. "This is very strange indeed."
"Let's begin with the intake questions," Dr. Miller says while looking Eli right in the eyes as he continues to stroke him. "This is your first time at a gyn office, correct?"
"Yeah." Eli nervously says, with his voice cracking a bit.
"Hmmm." The doctor jots that down, "Very irresponsible. Young ladies are supposed to come in every year once they turn 18 to get their pussies checked."
A pang of anxiety runs through Eli. He really hoped he could get through the appointment without getting misgendered. "I am a guy." He says. The pain of being misgendered completely distracted Eli from the doctor's unprofessionalism.
"Right," The doctor says very unsurely. An awkward moment of silence hangs between the two of them. "Are you on any medications or hormones?"
"I take testosterone." Dr. Miller makes a weird face as he writes.
"Are you on birth control?" He asks.
"No." Eli says without elaborating.
Dr. Miller cracks a small smile, clearly pleased with his answer. "Have you ever been fucked?" He asks with a completely straight face.
"What?" Eli sputters out. He can't believe the doctor would ask him something so crass. "I've I've never with anyone."
"Masturbation?"
"Yeah, but only fingers and externally. I don't like having anything inside me." Eli says feeling embarrassed. He knows he needs to be honest with his doctors, but this conversation is making him extremely uncomfortable. Is this what a normal gyn visit is like?
"Right. So now we can start the physical check up and fertility treatment." Dr. Miller says.
"Fertility treatment?" Eli screeches in fear. "Wait, no. I'm just here for a check up. You got the wrong person."
"It's the office's protocol. If a confused girl comes in the office with obvious signs of gender delusion like binding breasts, using a masculine name, taking testosterone, abnormal clitoral growth, we are required to give her fertility treatments to help her fix her body." Dr. Miller explains.
Panic flares through Eli's body. There has been so many red flags during this visit that he stupidly ignored. His first instinct is to bolt out of the room, even though he is still fully nude. He hops off the table, trying to rush for the door.
The doctor tightly grips onto Eli's arm before he can get far. "NURSE!" He screams into the hallway. The nurse from before comes rushing in. "The patient isn't cooperating." She grabs him and picks him up like he is weightless. Eli squirms and kicks at her, but she is much stronger. She pulls out four pairs of handcuffs. His hands are pinned back and handcuffed to the table, while his legs are spread in the stirrups then cuffed so he can't kick.
"You need to relax and listen to the doctor," The nurse warns Eli in a harsh tone. "If you don't behave we'll be forced to give you a mild sedative."
Eli's eyes fill with tears as he shakes his head. Being forcefully chained to the table is bed enough, he doesn't need to be drugged on top of that. A jolt of fear runs through Eli when the nurse leaves. He realizes that he is now completely at the mercy of the transphobic doctor. He desperately wants to close his legs, but the stirrups leave his cunt and ass completely exposed to the doctor.
"We'll start with a physical exam." Dr. Miller puts on a pair of latex gloves before he begins. He pulls his stool closer to the table and starts to closely examine his body.
Eli shudders when the cold gloves touch his small breasts. His fingers knead across his breast, checking for any lumps or abnormalities. He pinches Eli's nipples and slowly rubs them until Eli starts to quietly moan. "Your breast are very small," He observes as he cups Eli's tits in his heads and squeezes them. "It's good you have not mutilated your chest yet with surgery. We can easily fix the size." Eli shakes his head and shudders. He absolutely hates his chest. The only good thing was he could easily hide his tits under a binder. He was just binding his time until he could get top surgery. The thought of his tits getting bigger is his worse nightmare. If the first thing about Eli people notice are his tits he would just cry.
Dr. Miller massages his tits for far longer than he has to. Every second of it is pure agony for Eli. Embarrassingly, every time his fingers stroke his nipples, Eli gets a bit more wet and aroused. He has never had anyone play wit his nipples before. He had no clue he was this sensitive.
Eli sighs in relief when Dr. Miller finally stops fondling his breasts. His relief ends as soon as Dr. Miller pulls his attention back to his tdick. His fingers explore every inch of his tdick. Eli tries to keep himself from moaning as Dr. Miller strokes and pokes at his tdick.
"The effects of testosterone are horrible on the female body. But the enlarged clitoris is lovely. It's so sensitive, isn't it? Every nerve on your horny little clit is much more in tune to pleasure. Anyone who takes testosterone must be a slut that is desperate to make their clit more noticeable." It's not an enlarged clit, it's my cock! Eli wants to scream, but he's scared if he resists the nurse will actually drug him.
"I need to make sure your clitoris still properly works." Eli's eyes widen in fear as Dr. Miller strokes his little cock between two fingers. He squeezes his eyes shut as they well up with tears. Small whimpers and moans spill from his mouth as pleasure tingles through his cunt. Dr. Miller jerks him off until he is gasping with pleasure. An intense feeling runs up Eli's spine as his vision flashes white. His entire cunt twitches in sync with his heartbeat as he pants. This is not how he wanted to experience his first orgasm. It felt amazing yet horrible at the same time. Dr. Miller only furthers his humiliation by continuing to play with his tdick as he writes down more notes. "Good. Even with testosterone, your clit still acts normal."
His fingers push apart Eli's wets folds and he examines his pussy. Dr. Miller pours a bit of lube on his fingers, shoving two inside Eli with any warning.
"Ahh!" Eli screams as he is stretched open, "Please stop." He begs with tears streaming down his cheeks. His cunt clenches down on the doctor's fingers.
He ignores Eli's screams and cries as he strokes the inside of his pussy. His large fingers scissor apart, making sure to check every crevasse. The feeling of having something inside his pussy is so strange. So unwelcome. Eli would give anything to make it stop. Dr. Miller slowly pushing his fingers in and out, testing his poor hole.
"You have a very pretty pussy. Let's get a look inside it." The doctor purrs at him as he pulls his fingers out. A shudder runs through Eli. He hates how the doctor is talking about his privates like he isn't there. After the doctor's words sink in, Eli freezes. A look inside? Was the doctor's two fingers not a got enough internal exam?
As Eli gets stuck in his head imagining how horrible the actual exam will be, he feels a cold piece of metal pushing against his hole. He gasps in pain and horror as the speculum is push all the way in his pussy in one go. It burns so much. Dr. Miller opens it and locks it in place to let it his cunt be gaped open. Eli sucks in a harsh breath and cries. The cold metal feels horrible. He is stretched way further than is necessary. Dr. Miller probes around his gaped cunt, getting a good long look at it. Even after the doctor finishes looking at his pretty pussy, he leaves Eli wide open. Eli's cunt uncomfortable spasms and clenches down on the speculum. Tears run down his face. His cunt feels so sore already.
Dr. Miller sticks his hand in Eli's gaped cunt and feels around. He touches every inch of his sensitive walls. A weird sensation runs through him when he feels the doctors fingers brush against his cervix. It's the first time anything has ever touched him there. It feels too imitate for the doctor to be able to touch so deeply inside him. He presses against his full bladder, checking to make sure it is healthy. Eli's stomach lurches. The pressure on his bladder makes him feel like he will piss himself. If the doctor keeps touching him like that, he might actually lose control of his bladder.
Luckily the doctor removes his hand before Eli can completely embarrass himself by peeing on the examination table. Even though his hand is no longer inside Eli, he doesn't make any move to remove the speculum splitting him open. Instead of taking the speculum out, the doctor grabs a small plastic tube.
Eli fearfully watches as Dr. Miller spreads his pussy open with one hand. With the hand, he lines up the small tube to the entrance of his urethra. A gasp of shock and pain slips out when the doctor pushes the tube in. A burning sensation spreads through his entire urethra as the tube is worked in. Eli has never imagined ever having something inserted in that hole. Anxious spreads through him when he fells the end of the tube press into his bladder. Dr. Miller gently pushes on Eli's bladder until it starts to spasm from the pressure. Humiliation rushes through Eli's entire body when he feels his bladder start to empty. Dr. Miller strokes his bladder until he completely empties it in the small cup the doctor is holding. Eli can't help but start hysterically crying. The mixture of the humiliation and the pain is too much to handle.
Eli wants to die. How can he possibly live after this? At least it can't get worse, he thinks. At least he really hopes it can't get worse. He squeezes his eyes shut, trying to ignore the pain when he feels the doctor slowly pulling the tube out. Before the tube can fully leave his body, Dr. Miller harshly shoves it back in. Eli screams out in pain. It burns. It burns so bad. His urethra and entire cunt feels like someone is holding a lit match to it. Every second the tube is pushed in and out is complete agony. His small urethra was never meant to be used like this. Just like another hole that needs to be filled and fucked. Tears stream down his face as incoherent squeaks leave his mouth. By the time Dr. Miller pulls the tube out, Eli thinks he might puke or pass out. He's in so much pain that he didn't even realize the speculum was pulled out. The doctor gives him a few minutes to calm down before continuing.
As soon as Eli somewhat calms down, he feels something wide and cold shoved into his stretched pussy. He nervously looks down to see a sonogram wand sticking out of him. Dr. Miller slowly moves it in circles to image his cunt. Once he gets a clear image, he begins to fuck the wand in and out.
"Ah! Ah, fuck!" Eli gasps out as the wand is quickly thrust in and out of him. His wet pussy makes obscene noises as it gets fucked for the first time.
"Such a perfect pussy. You take the wand so well, just imagine how you would take a real cock?" Dr. Miller says with a smile. He takes pleasure in watching Eli try to stop himself from moaning. "Do you really think a guy could get it's pussy fucked like this? This is clearly the pussy of a slutty girl." Eli starts to sob. I'm a guy! I'm a guy. He internally screams, but all that comes out is moans. Dr. Miller repeatedly rams the wand into his g-spot and against his cervix until Eli starts to shake. With a gasp, Eli cums on the doctor's hands. His cunt twitches and draws the wand in deeper as he takes a heavy breath.
Dr. Miller leaves the wand deep in his pussy as he gives him a devious smile. Eli sobs as he feels the wand move every time he breathes. "You're a perfect candidate for our feminizing fertility treatment," he says with a grin. Eli shakes his head no and cries. He can't handle anymore. Everything hurts and he feels so humiliated. He's a guy. He's not supposed to look feminine or be fertile. Everything about that just feels wrong. Eli shakes in fear knowing his body is about to never be the same again.