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"Did you have any other questions or concerns you'd like to discuss today?" the doctor asked.

Madison shifted nervously. She did have a concern, though she wasn't sure she wanted to discuss it. Then again, doctors, especially gynecologists, had to be used to awkward and embarrassing questions. If she didn't ask now, she'd be stuck spending the next year trying to work up the courage to ask at next year's visit.

"I don't think my body gets aroused right," she blurted out before she could change her mind. She felt her face heat up.

"What do you mean?" Dr. Thomas said, his voice neutral.

"Well, I--when I'm--you know--" Madison said. "I don't think my--I don't think I get wet enough down there. And I feel like--shouldn't my muscles relax? So that, you know--to let, a, uhm..." Madison trailed off, hoping the doctor would provide the word, but instead, he waited patiently for her patient to continue. "To let, uh...a penis in." Madison could feel her face grow even hotter.

Dr. Thomas nodded. "It sounds like it could be vaginismus, though I didn't notice anything during the exam," he said. "Why don't you lean back, and I'll take another look."

Madison complied, placing her feet back in the stirrups. Dr. Thomas poked a gloved finger into her vagina. "I'm not seeing anything abnormal," he said. "It might help if I were to see your body's physical reaction to sexual arousal in real time."

Madison's mind screeched to a halt. What...?

"All that would entail would be to initiate sexual arousal here in the exam room. We could do it right now if you'd like."

"Um..." Madison said, her mind still stuck on the human equivalent of a computer's blue screen.

"That way, I would be able to see first-hand what it is you're talking about, compare your body's reactions to what is considered normal for your age and demographic, and provide interventions and treatment options to help move your body's reactions towards that norm as needed," the doctor continued. "You said you're a virgin?"

Madison managed a nod.

"Then this is the best time to do it. The last thing you want to do is begin intimacy with a partner only to find it painful or even impossible."

"Ok," Madison squeaked. She didn't think she would be able to force herself to come back just to get horny in the doctor's office. Actually, she wasn't sure that she would be able to force herself to come back at all. But since she was here already, she might as well get it over with.

"Just relax." Dr. Thomas offered a wry smile. "I know this isn't the sexiest position, but we've made it work before. What is it that you normally do to inspire arousal?"

"Uh..." Madison stammered.

"You seem nervous," Dr. Thomas said. "Don't worry; that's totally normal. I can give you something for it."

Madison heard herself say, "Ok." Her head was spinning. Everything was moving so fast.

Dr. Thomas got up and soon returned with a pill in a paper cup in one hand and a plastic cup of water in the other. Madison propped herself up on her elbows to swallow them both.

"Now just lie back and relax. Think about whatever it is you think about when you wish to become aroused."

Madison stared up at the ceiling and tried to pretend she was in her bed at home as she tried to think sexy thoughts. It was difficult to focus without porn or smut to look at, especially knowing that Dr. Thomas was right there, watching her pussy. But she tried her best. The quicker she got herself worked up, the quicker she'd be out of there.

As the minutes ticked by, Madison felt herself relax. The anxiety and embarrassment melted away, and her limbs felt nice and loose. It became easier to turn her thoughts toward sexy things, like dicks and tits and pussies and asses and strong, muscular chests and--

"I'm beginning to see some lubrication," Dr. Thomas murmured. He ran a gloved finger along the side of Madison's vaginal opening, and Madison nearly jumped out of her skin. But...it felt...good.

Madison kept thinking about sexy bodies. Strong arms lifting her up to take her away somewhere to be ravished. Sex on the beach in an exotic location, hidden between the sand dunes.

"Very good," the doctor said, prodding at her opening again. "I'm seeing some engorgement and swelling." He glanced up towards Madison's chest. "As well as nipple hardening."

Surprised, Madison looked down. The outline of her nipples was shockingly visible through the thin hospital gown she wore. Something in the back of her mind told her that she should be embarrassed, but that something was drowned out by the the sea of relaxation she was floating in, telling her that everything was fine and there was nothing to worry about.

Dr. Thomas began poking around Madison's vulva, and thoughts of naked bodies and her own nipples disappeared into a slick cloud of arousal.

"How are you feeling?" Dr. Thomas asked, his voice remaining detached and neutral.

"I--nnnnng--mmmmm--" Madison said.

"Very good," Dr. Thomas said. "I'm seeing a very typical arousal response--" His finger skated over Madison's clitoris, and the ensuing moan drowned out his next few words. "--and see what happens."

By now, whatever medicine the doctor had given her had taken full effect, and boy, was it effective. It was like someone had reached into her brain and wiped away all of the feelings of embarrassment and self-consciousness society had instilled in her regarding nakedness and her body and replaced them with feelings of serenity and pure, distilled bliss.

The doctor's finger made its way through the arousal leaking out of Madison's pussy and probed some more before wiggling its way into her hole.

"Fuck," Madison moaned. The gooey pleasure swamping her brain was the only thing stopping her from begging the doctor to start thrusting.

Luckily, she didn't have to beg. The doctor began to slowly thrust his finger in and out of Madison's wet, needy pussy all on his own. "Everything still appears within the range of normal," the doctor said. "Tell me, is this a typical example of your experiences with arousal?"

The heel of Dr. Thomas' gloved hand bumped into Madison's clit and she gasped.

“Well?” the doctor said. “Is it?”

Madison forgot the question entirely as the doctor added a second finger, his palm now bumping against Madison's clit with every thrust. Her eyes slipped shut in pleasure. "Oh, yes, please, yes!" Her hips began to rock involuntarily in time to the doctor's thrusts, and her breathing grew erratic as the pleasure increased.

But just as she was about to cum, the doctor removed his hand.

"Wha--?" Madison whimpered, confused. What was going on? Why had the nice man stopped?

"Everything appears to be normal," he said, wiping his hand on a paper towel. "I'm not seeing any sign of vaginismus."

Madison's syrup-slow thoughts struggled to follow.

"Of course, there's always the possibility that a larger object is needed to reveal symptoms," the doctor continued. He seemed to leave streaks of light and color behind him as he stood up and pushed back his lab coat, much like in a photograph where the shutter had been left open too long. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his fly, revealing his rock-hard cock.

Madison whimpered in need, her lust drowning out the teensy tiny voice is the back of her head insisting that something funny was going on.

Dr. Thomas stepped between Madison's legs, and she felt the tip of his dick probing at her soaking cunt. She moaned as he slowly pushed it in.

"No," he said thoughtfully as he bottomed out. "I'm not feeling any evidence of vaginismus."

Madison moaned again as he began to pull out, trying and failing to search through her dulled, drugged-out mind for the words to beg him to keep fucking her. But it turned out she didn't need them, because soon, he was thrusting right back in.

Out...and in...out...and in...Dr. Thomas kept his thrusts slow and steady, making sure he was really paying attention to his patient's responses.

"Are you feeling any pain?" he asked.

"Nn-no...nno pain," Madison slurred. "Just...gooood."

"Excellent," Dr. Thomas said. Madison couldn't figure out how he could keep his composure through all of this. Then again, Madison wasn't in much of a state to figure anything out.

Soon, the doctor began to speed up. "How are you feeling now?" he asked, his voice finally beginning to waver.

"I—nnnghh—s’good!" Madison slurred.

"Yes?" the doctor asked. "You feel good?"

"Yes!" Madison moaned.

"Are you getting close to climax?"

"Yes!" Madison moaned. "So c-close!" She wished her feet weren't stuck in those stupid stirrups so she could wrap her legs around the doctor's waist and pull him close.

The doctor leaned over her and squeezed her tit. Madison squealed.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes! P-please—!"

The doctor sped up even faster, his heavy balls slapping against Madison's ass. The pleasure kept building and building in Madison's groin. Time seemed to stop as she teetered over the edge of climax, and then all at once, the dam broke, her orgasm washing over her whole body from the top of her head to the tips of her toes, making her head spin and her muscles quake. The doctor's thrusts slowed to a stop and he pulled out of her with a wet 'plop.'

"Very good," he said, making no move to put his still-hard dick back into his pants.

Madison smiled dizzily at the praise.

"I didn't see any evidence of vaginismus or any other sexual-related disruption," Dr. Thomas said. He sat down at his computer and began to type, his cock jutting lewdly out at his keyboard.

Madison caught her breath while the doctor wrote his note. Her head was still spinning and she wasn't quite sure where she was, but she did know that she felt fantastic.

Finally, the doctor stopped typing and turned back to her. "Is there anything else I can do for you today?"

"Um..." Madison said. Her brain groped blindly for words, but it wasn't really finding any. But the sight of his cock, well...she couldn't stop thinking about how it had felt inside her, and she kind of wanted to feel it in there again.

"Of course," the doctor said. "Let me help you out of those stirrups." He stepped between Madison's legs, and the next thing she knew, his wet, hard cock had sunk right back into her sopping pussy. She couldn't help but moan in pleasure and need.

Dr. Thomas let Madison warm his cock while he removed her feet from the stirrups as promised. Her legs dangled loosely off the exam table.

"Have you ever tried doggy-style?" he asked.

Madison just looked up at him in a daze.

Dr. Thomas chuckled. "Of course you haven't. You're a virgin."

He leaned forward and hit a lever on the side of the exam table, and the table flattened out. He lifted Madison and turned her over until she was on her stomach and then manipulated her arms and legs until she was in position. Unfortunately, his dick had slid out of her pussy as soon as he began to flip her, but it kept poking her in the cunt as he adjusted her, so it wasn't all bad.

A dopey smile spread over Madison's face as the doctor entered her from behind. He didn't waste any time going slow this time around, quickly getting up to speed. Madison's pert tits jiggled and swayed from the force of his thrusts. She moaned as his balls slapped against her clit every time he rammed into her. Her arms soon gave out underneath her, sending her face-first into the exam table, but the doctor didn't so much as slow down. It wasn't long before Madison was on the brink of another orgasm, but before she could get over the edge, the doctor pulled out and shot his load all over her back in the gap of her hospital gown.

Then he reached around and rubbed her clit hard and fast until her hips were bucking clumsily, searching for additional friction that wasn't there. But his fingers were enough, and soon she was cumming all over them, making another puddle on the exam table.

Madison slumped forward in exhaustion as Dr. Thomas first cleaned himself up, then her. Then he helped her back into her clothes (and if he copped a feel while he did so...well, she was too out of it to notice, so did it really matter?) and helped her over to the nurses' station.

"Can you keep an eye on her for about half an hour or so? I had to give her something for the exam, and it seems to have hit her a little harder than intended. Once it's worn off a bit, make sure she gets on the bus safely."

The nurses agreed, and sometime later, Madison found herself back home, her pussy sated, with vague memories of a gynecologist appointment that read like a sex dream.