8 comments/ 95172 views/ 23 favorites Cody's First Internal Exam By: DoctorSpeculate Hal chose a diner near the motel for breakfast that morning. It was after an awkward sunrise dance in which he got up to shower and then kept his eyes averted from Cody, first while tiptoeing back from the shower with a towel around his ample self, and then while Cody got up, carefully guarding the hem of her night shirt. Hal knew if he stole any glances he was sure to see something, and he didn't want his penis hardening when he wasn't dressed. Hal was a trucker in his 40s, and as a rule, he never picked up hitchhikers. But this hitchhiker had made him jake break one hot summer morning, on the western edge of Lincoln, Nebraska. She was a young, blonde, blue-eyed girl carrying a satchel and wearing a grey, flippy-flared, remarkably short miniskirt with very bare legs. She also wore a white buttoned blouse tied up under her chest with the sleeves rolled up. Her hair was in a pony tail. "Hello," she had said with a sweet voice, "I want to go Los Angeles. Are you going west very far?" Against his better judgement Hal let her into the cab where he learned her name was Cody, that she was 18, and she was indeed running away from home. Except that at 18, she wasn't technically a runaway. Cody had slipped off her heels into her bare feet and quietly drove Hal half-mad with desire at the sight of her perfect bare legs and her teasingly short skirt. Their conversation was sporadic but Cody seemed relaxed and happy to be driven ever westward from where she'd mysteriously come. Now, the next morning, Hal dressed while she showered. She dressed in the bathroom with the door closed. Hal imagined her slipping on the flimsy blouse with no bra, and sliding her tiny, short, mini skirt up her bare thighs. He desperately wanted relieve the tension building in his penis but didn't dare with her so close. It didn't help him to see her step out of the bathroom in her bare feet, freshly showered, and wearing her little miniskirt and blouse. She tied up her blouse under her breasts. The two of them stepped out into the parking lot as the sun was topping the horizon and headed off across the blacktop, past lines of rigs (many already idling) towards the diner. The fierce winds that buffeted Rawlins so often were serendipitously calm, and Cody was able to manage the fluttering hem of her mini skirt against the gentle breeze as they walked. In the diner, Cody ordered a breakfast bigger than most truckers typically ordered. After the server had left, Cody slipped off her heels into her bare feet again. "You must not like those heels," said Hal. Cody shrugged. She was quiet, which Hal realized had been bothering him since they'd left their room. "Not much for shoes," she said quietly, and stirred her coffee round and round while staring out the window. "What's wrong?" asked Hal. And he hoped it wasn't him. "I need an exam," she said. "Huh?" "I need to see a doctor." Hal stared at her, uncertain of what to say. She looked down, embarrassed. "Okay," he said after a long pause. "Are you sick? Is there something you haven't told me?" He wondered whether he was about to learn the real reason she had been hitchhiking on a highway in the middle of nowhere. His stomach sank. "No, no," she said quickly. "Well, at least I don't think so." "I don't understand," he said. Cody spoke rapidly. "My doctor said I needed to book an exam with her to check for something. She didn't think I had it, but she wanted to be certain. Oh, and I need the exam to be able to get birth control pills. Which I want now. Because I'm 18 now." "What exam do you need?" he asked. "An internal exam. A pelvic exam." There was an awkward silence. "What in the world is that?" he asked. "I'm not sure. I've never had one. And I wasn't going to say anything, but now that I've spent a day with you I think I can. Because I didn't want to do it alone. I want someone there with me." There was a longer, more awkward silence. Cody kept her eyes averted. "You mean me?" he asked hesitantly. Cody paused. "Yah." Hal paused. "Why me?" "Because I like you. You're really sweet. You're like an uncle. I can tell." Hal was immediately thankful that she hadn't noticed how many painful erections Cody had been giving him during the past 24 hours. Their server placed a bowl of oatmeal in front of Hal and a platter heaped with pancakes, sausage and eggs in front of Cody. "Here y'go!" she chirped. The silence continued after the server left and both stared at their breakfasts, fiddling with cutlery. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I so shouldn't have asked you this," said Cody quickly. "Just forget it. I'll be cool." "No, no, no, no," said Hal hurriedly. "I can do this for you. Honest. I'm just... I didn't expect this." "I know, I'm sorry. You really don't have to. We can just keep driving. Omigosh I'm so embarrassed now." Hal reached out and placed his hand boldly on her forearm. "Hey, hey now. This sounds kinda important. Like, it sounds serious. I don't mind helping." "It's a test for cervical cancer," she said. "Well and the routine stuff." Hal kept his hand on her forearm, but froze. "Oh wow," he breathed. "For real? Cancer?" "Well, I don't know if it's for real. It was just like... my doctor said she saw something in my blood test and she just wanted to make sure. I was going to do the exam. Right then. But I'm a chickenshit. She talked about putting something in me, and I asked if I could wait. I'm a total chickenshit. But I've been thinking about it, and I just want to make sure. And I decided last night I could do it - if you come with me." Hal squelched an insistent voice somewhere in the back of his head. He didn't want to hear what it had to say. For example, he didn't want to hear it ask him why an 18 year-old girl he'd just met was entrusting him with helping her through what sounded like a very personal exam. Instead, he heard himself say, "Okay. Okay, let's do this then. Why don't we find a place before we leave Rawlins, just to get this done?" Cody perked right up. "Okay!" she said. And started into her pancakes. Hal nodded slowly. "Okay," he said, almost to himself. And to himself said, "What am I getting myself into?" It wasn't until Hal found himself parking on the side of the road across from a walk-in women's clinic (because the rig wouldn't fit in the tiny parking lot) that he realized he was getting into something heavy. The rig already made for a scene by itself, with its giant sleeper cab and hissing air brakes echoing in the morning Wyoming breeze. The clinic had just opened for the day, so the wait for Cody wasn't very long. But Hal was in for a questioning. First because Cody didn't have insurance, and second because Hal's Georgia identification clearly showed he wasn't a blood relative of Cody, who had New York identification. The receptionist eyed him with small-town suspicion. She had already given Cody the once-over when she saw her very short mini skirt, bare legs and flimsy, tied-up blouse. "Are you a relative?" she asked. "No..." he said quietly, as his face turned red. "Boyfriend...?" she asked, with a menacing edge of iciness. She'd glanced at the birthdates on their drivers licences and was doing the math. Hal's face started to flush. "Um-" he began. "I'm 18," Cody cut in suddenly and sharply. "I'm legal in this state. I'm an adult. Do you want my business or not?" The receptionist stared at her. They stared at each other. "Fine," the receptionist finally said. "How do want to pay for this?" "How much is it?" asked Cody. "For the full pelvic exam it's $400," she answered crisply. It dawned on Hal that Cody either was using him, or had no sense to think ahead about these things. Or both. It was obvious he was the only one who could pay. The voice in the back of his head started muttering again. He fought with the voice while pulling out his wallet. "She might have cervical cancer, she might have cervical cancer," he said to himself, over and over. He felt Cody's hand snake around his arm and squeeze. "Thank you," she whispered. They both sat in the waiting room while another women entered the clinic, checked in with the receptionist and sat down near them. She looked to be in her mid-thirties and studiously ignored them while flipping through a magazine. They waited five minutes before a nurse came out and called for Cody. Cody stood up and pulled at Hal. Hal got up, feeling oafish. He also suddenly had butterflies in his stomach, as though he were ten years old again and about to jump off the high diving board in primary school. "He can wait out here," the nurse said. "He's coming in," said Cody flatly. The affair was awkward, particularly with the nurse asking a long list of personal questions of Cody, including sexual history, medical history, and female things that Hal just didn't understand. Cody then related to her what her doctor had found and why she needed a test. The nurse took it all down and left the room. Hal was relieved when they were finally alone. Cody sat on the exam table. Hal sat across from her on an uncomfortable chair. His eyes were level with her bare thighs so he glanced elsewhere to avoid the temptation of trying to look up her skirt. He looked around at the cabinets, the tiled floor, the stainless steel fixtures, and the exam table stirrups. He was unsettled to see the stirrups. The clatter of Cody's heels hitting the floor startled him. She had worked them off her feet and dabbled her pointed, bare toes, drawing circles in the air. She yawned. Their eyes met in the silence. "I yawn when I'm nervous," she said. Hal nodded sympathetically and smiled. "Are you nervous?" he asked. "I'm really, really nervous," she said. "I'm right here," Hal said, without conviction. She smiled. The gynecologist strode in. "Hello," he said, extending his hand. He looked to be about Hal's age, maybe older. "I'm Doctor Leonard." Cody took his hand and shook it hesitantly. He then turned to Hal and shook his. He seemed completely at ease with Hal's presence. "I was just looking at the nurse's here and yes, we can can check this out no problem," he said cheerily as he scrubbed his hands at the sink. He turned back to the table and looked her over. "You didn't put on the gown the nurse left for you?" Cody shook her head. "Nope," she said. "Hate those." "Okay, well then I guess if I could just have you slip your panties off from underneath your skirt. And I see you've removed your shoes, so that's great - if you could also just put your bare feet up in the stirrups, please." "Hal...?" Cody called. She looked anxiously at him, her eyes wide. "Come stand behind me?" Hal's heart began to pound. He stood up on wobbly legs and came over to the exam table to stand behind her head. She looked up at him, standing above her and reached back a hand, which he took. He also realized why she wanted him to stand there. He wouldn't be able to get an eyeful of what she was about to expose. Cody swung her bare legs up onto the table, pointed her dainty, bare toes and placed them gingerly in the stirrups. This caused Cody's long, smooth, bare legs to be separated. Wide. "Oh," said Doctor Leonard, with mild surprise and bemusement as he looked between her thighs. "You're not wearing any panties?" Cody didn't say anything. The pause that followed was awkward. No one said a word. Hal developed a raging hard-on as the realization sank in that Cody hadn't actually been wearing anything underneath her short little miniskirt. Doctor Leonard shrugged and pulled over a wheeled tray of horrible looking devices and pulled on latex gloves. "Alright, then, let's have a look," he said, stepping in between her thighs at the end of the exam table. He reached out and began to gently probe Cody's vulva and lips with his gloved fingers. Hal felt Cody shudder. She glanced up at him and he tried to smile reassuringly. He still held her hand and gave it a squeeze. "Is this your first pelvic exam?" Doctor Leonard asked. Cody nodded. So did Hal. Doctor Leonard glanced at him curiously. "I don't know what this is," mumbled Hal apologetically. "You've never heard of this before?" he asked Hal. Hal shook his head and shrugged. Doctor Leonard looked back to Cody. "And this is completely new to you?" Cody nodded nervously. "I know why I need it, but I don't know how it goes," she said. The doctor nodded. "Well, it's quite routine," he said reassuringly. He paused a moment, as though thinking. Then suddenly peeled off his gloves, tossing them aside. He moved across the room and pulled a small video camera and tripod from a cupboard. "Because of the nature of the exam I'd like to document this for medical purposes," he said. Cody and Hal exchanged worried glances. "It's okay," Doctor Leonard said reassuringly, "you're completely anonymous in this. I do a lot of training and this would really help." "I don't know..." began Hal. It struck him as very odd. "It's okay," Cody said quickly and nervously, "whatever you think is best." Doctor Leonard smiled and Hal shrugged weakly. The doctor positioned the camera at some length from Cody, ensuring it was aimed between her legs but capturing her full body. He stepped in close and placed his now-bare fingers back between Cody's thighs. Cody swallowed audibly as she felt the skin of his uncovered fingers rubbing her clitoris slowly in circles, and then moved downward. The doctor continued probing, gently parting her lips, pulling at them, and running a thumb down to the pucker of Cody's exposed anus. "Looks all good, so far," he said. His finger slowly traced around Cody's clitoris again, gently rubbing it. "You have very prominent labia minora," he remarked. "I know," she whispered. "They really hang down far. Is that normal?" "It's quite normal," he said, "it's quite preferable." He circled his thumb around Cody's anus, popping it open and shut. Cody gasped. The doctor paused, and then wiggled his thumb a little bit into Cody's anus. She screwed up her face. "How old are you again, Cody?" he asked. He wiggled his thumb in and out of the pucker of her anus. "Just... turned... eighteen..." she said and grunted as he pushed into her anus again with his thumb. "Eighteen. Okay, well I'm just going to check inside you to make sure everything feels normal." Cody glanced back upward at Hal with her mouth open. "It's okay," he whispered, "I'm right here." "This is where the 'performance' begins," Doctor Leonard said to himself. He then pushed an index finger up into Cody's vagina. Cody squeaked and squeezed Hal's hand. Her back rose off the table. The doctor probed, pushing in another finger. Cody gritted her teeth, then pressed her lips together. "Mmh...! mmh...!" she went, making little noises of pain as he probed. Her hand squeezed Hal's. Hal was in shock, watching the doctor push up into her. One particular movement made her body jerk, and her back arch up again. "Unh!" she squeaked loudly. "Just relax, just relax," said the doctor. "Unh!" she answered. The doctor pulled his fingers back, paused, and then pushed in again. Cody gritted her teeth and swallowed audibly. The doctor met Hal's glance and smiled reassuringly with a quick nod. Then he pushed into Cody again. Cody squeaked. He began repeating the movement, pushing up inside her firmly while Hal watched, transfixed. With each thrust, Cody bucked her hips and made tiny "unh-unh" noises from the back of her throat. Doctor Leonard watched her face as he worked in and out of her. "Good girl, Cody, good girl," he whispered, continuing to thrust in and out of her. Cody's whimpering was joined by the sound of soft, wet smacking. The smacking grew louder as he thrust. Hal watched, mesmerized and dumfounded. A scent began to fill the air between the three of them. The scent drifted up from the source of the wet smacking sound. Cody could smell herself. Hal could smell Cody's scent, too. They all could smell her. Doctor Leonard pushed his thumb back into Cody's anus and kept it in while continuing to thrust her. Cody arched upward and her eyes bulged. "Unh, st- stop you're pushing into my poo!" "Hang in there, Cody, that's a good girl. You're doing great," he said. Cody's scent grew stronger. "Puh, puh, please, st, st, stop," Cody managed to grunt, each syllable matching each inward thrust. The doctor kept staring at her face. His eyes flickered. He slowed down and stopped. "Okay. Okay. I'm done this part," he said, slipping his fingers out of her. They were slick; coated with her juice. His thumb was soiled. Cody's body relaxed and her hips came back down to the table. "Oh Jesus," she gasped, clutching Hal's hand. "Oh Jesus." Doctor Leonard brushed his wet fingers against the inside of Cody's thigh, leaving glistening streaks of her juice on her soft skin. He quickly washed his hands at the sink before returning to Cody and reaching for the speculum. Cody's eyes widened as he brought the instrument down between her thighs. "Oh god!" she breathed and Hal felt her shake. "Don't worry," said the doctor. "This is perfectly routine. Just relax and I'll be quick. This is where I check your cervix to make sure everything's okay. I'm going to insert this inside you, so just relax." With that the doctor took one hand and parted the lips of Cody's pussy and began to push the speculum up into her with the other. Cody sucked in her breath loudly. Her other hand flew up and grabbed Hal's free hand. Both her hands squeezed his hands, hard. Cody silently, quietly began to arch her back. Her feet arched too, and her toes pointed hard, pressing against the stirrups and lifting the heels of her feet up. She tilted her head back, and her mouth opened as the speculum pushed up into her completely. Her mouth stayed open in silent shock as it violated her deeper and deeper. That was when Doctor Leonard parted the speculum's bills and began to stretch her open. Cody's mouth closed. Then opened again. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her hands crushed Hal's. An eerie hush descended on the room. Cody began making tiny, special noises from her throat. Noises that she had never made before. Special, intimate, private noises. "Aa-aa" she croaked. "Just relax, just relax," answered the doctor. Silence. "Aaa-" "Relax..." Silence. "Aa-aa" "Oh Princess!" whispered Hal. Silence. "Aa-" Silence. "Aa-" Tears began to trickle down her cheeks. Out in the waiting room, the receptionist and the lone woman could hear Cody's special noises faintly from the down the hall. The noises drifted into the waiting room. They both stopped what they were doing and sat quietly, looking down at the floor. Neither moved, nor looked at each other as they listened to what was being done to Cody. "Aa- aaa-" they heard faintly. The receptionist winced. "Aaa- aa- a-" The reception clenched her hand into a fist and pressed it to her lips. "I wish Doctor Leonard wouldn't use such large speculums with the young ones," she finally whispered. The woman took her purse and quickly left the clinic without a word. Back in the exam room, Cody had reached her limit. "St- stop- aa-" "aa-" "Okay, okay, hold on let me close the bills for a moment. Let's give you a short break here," replied the doctor. He clicked the bills shut but left the speculum in Cody. She turned her head to the side, panting, and clutching Hal's hands. She whimpered. "It's... stretching me... too wide," she sniffled, wiping away her tears. Hal, stricken and shaking, tried to make soothing sounds and massaged her fingers. "Is this really necessary?" he asked Doctor Leonard. The doctor nodded gravely in response. Cody's First Internal Exam "Alright, ready?" said Doctor Leonard. "We really do need to get that swab and make sure you're okay. Try your very best to relax inside and I'll be as quick as I can. Now take a deep breath." The Wyoming sun shone down from a cobalt morning sky over Rawlins, setting the scrub brush aglow, and inspiring a light, summer breeze. The flags at a nearby gas station ruffled lazily and the cottonwoods gently rattled. The air smelled faintly of sage and diesel from the Lincoln Highway. A father and son strolled leisurely down the street while the occasional pickup truck hummed by. A small airplane drifted up into the air from the nearby municipal airport with a soporific drone. It was as tranquil a morning as Rawlins, Wyoming could have. "Aa-aa!" Cody's back was fully arched up off the exam table. Tears streamed down her cheeks. Her dirty, bare feet arched hard, and her bare toes pointed, quivering. Her tear-filled eyes were fixed at the ceiling, as if she were in a trance. "Aa-" Her whitened, trembling knuckles and fingers intertwined with Hal's, gripping and regripping. "Aa-aa-" Doctor Leonard mercifully clicked the bills shut again. "All done!" he said. "Hold still while I take the speculum out." He eased the speculum out of Cody. She grunted and squeezed her eyes shut. It popped out with long, sticky tendrils trailing from its tip. The tendrils glistened like a spiderweb with morning dew. "Unh!" She rolled over onto her side and curled up in a ball. "There, there, that wasn't so bad, was it?" said Doctor Leonard. He turned to Hal. "We'll let you know about any abnormal results from the swab. But everything looked fine to me! You're good to go whenever you're ready, Cody." Cody didn't reply as he strode out of the room. Hal was left with her as she made little noises. Cody lay for another half a minute before pulling herself upright and yanking her mini skirt down. "Daddy?" she said in a small voice. "Yes sweetheart?" "Carry me back to the truck. I don't think I can walk right now." Hal hesitated. "Daddy?" Her tiny voice startled him to action. "Come here sweetheart," he said, reaching down and scooping her up in his broad arms. She was surprisingly light. One arm supported her upper back, and the other went underneath her knees. Cody crossed her ankles and pointed her toes as Hal carried her out to the waiting room. She half-heartedly pinned her miniskirt against her thighs with her free hand and pushed her face into his shoulder so she wouldn't have to look at the receptionist. The nurse caught them as Hal walked through the waiting room. "Her shoes, sir!" she called. Hal turned and stuck out two fingers for the nurse, who hung the heels on them. "Give her some Tylenol if she's very sore, and if there's any prolonged pain or unusual bleeding, get it checked out right away." Hal nodded mutely. "And we can reach you at the number you gave me?" called the receptionist. "My cell?" he answered. "Yeah." He very much hoped they wouldn't call. All he wanted to do was get out of there. Hal carried Cody in his arms back to the truck. Once at the passenger side door, he gently set her down. Cody stood in her bare feet on the pavement, hugging herself, while Hal unlocked and opened the door. "Do you think you can climb up, Princess?" "Not sure," she mumbled. Without asking, Hal placed his large, strong hands on Cody's tiny waist from behind and lifted her up level with the cab's steps. Cody grabbed the handle on the side of the truck and stepped into the cab. Hal could see right up under her mini skirt and looked at her bare bum and glistening vulva. Cody didn't bother to check her skirt's hem. Hal walked around to the driver side and climbed in. Cody had crawled into the sleeping berth behind the front seats and pulled a blanket over her. "Princess...?" he whispered. "It's okay," she said faintly. "Just drive where you were driving. I'll rest." Hal drove.