Sure You’re a Real Doctor?
Sure You're a Real Doctor?
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This is a kinky commission in the "Anyone Wanna See?" range and it was sponsored by Taras and
master1988 who provided characters to take onto the roles in this story! I hope you will all have an interesting time reading about these misadventures, and I look forward to your feedback!
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Lex glanced at the clock on the wall and let out a bored rumble. The lanky black wolf had been seated on the uncomfortable plastic chair for over 20 minutes now in the waiting room that smelled weird, and was deserted except for himself. He'd rather been anywhere else, really, hanging out with his friends, gaming, anything, but whoever had scheduled his mandatory health check up had been a shit and made him come to the health clinic at six pm. He wasn't even sure why it was open that late anymore, since they'd been told that in the case of a medical emergency they should go to the local hospital outside the campus.
Worst thing was that the wolf couldn't even ask anyone. The reception was a glass box and its sliding window had been closed already when he came in through the still open door, and there was nobody there to be seen. Lex was sure that he'd even seen the cleaner leave, earlier, while he sat and tried to pass the time.
The big black arm moved over the number 5 on the clockface.
25 minutes late. The white wolf decided that he'd wait for five more minutes and then he'd leave and curse the whole place to hell.
A rustle caused his ears to perk. Afterwards, a door opened nearby and a canine head poked out.
"Next!" the dog in the doorway barked out.
Lex was pretty sure that meant him, and hence the tall wolf stood up.
"I think that's me," he said. "There's literally nobody else here."
The dog squinted and flicked an ear, before nodding.
"That's right, come on in!"
The dog pushed the door open. Now Lex could see him properly - a Doberman, wearing green scrubs and looking sternly at the newcomer. He looked quite young, almost surprisingly so for the wolf.
He kept the door open with one paw while Lex meandered over.
"Okay, cool," Lex said.
"Step in."
The room was not different to any of the doctor's offices he had visited before. There was a desk, a cabinet for medical equipment, the wolf thought, a few instruments, and a table covered in the kind of disposable paper strip for hygiene that Lex was familiar with. The same smell of disinfectant he'd smelled in the corridor and the waiting room followed him inside as well.
The Doberman closed the door behind them and looked at the wolf.
"You are Lex, correct?"
"Yes, I am," the black wolf said.
"I looked at your file," the Doberman nodded towards a dark computer screen sitting on a desk on the other side of the room. "Undress. I will start by taking some measurements."
Lex found that somewhat sudden, being told to take off his clothes like that. Usually the doctors made at least some questions before he'd have to get stripped for poking and prodding. But what did he know, the wolf thought. The Doberman was the doctor.
"Okay," Lex said.
"Just put them down to the chair," the Doberman pointed it out, by the desk.
"Sure...ah...okay."
The Doberman moved away. Lex wondered if he wanted to give him space to do his stuff. The dog seemed to have something to do with an equipment caft on the other side of the room.
Lex took off his shoes, jeans and his hoodie. He didn't fold the clothes but simply dropped them to the chair. A clatter of metal perked his ears. The Doberman saw him looking over.
"It is nothing," the dog's voice was curt. "Get down to your underwear and sit on the examination couch."
"Alright," Lex answered.
The black wolf took off his T-shirt. He hoped he didn't smell too ripe after a day out at the campus. It only took him a couple of steps to get over to the exam couch and to flop himself down.
The Doberman turned around. He had put on black gloves and now flexed his paws.
"We take student health very seriously here," the dog said.
"Uh, okay?" Lex didn't know what else to reply to this.
The Doberman picked up a hammer with a triangular plastic head.
"I have to check your reflexes."
The dog poked at Lex's knees and elbows and made them jerk on their own accord.
"Hmmm."
"Everything alright?" Lex asked curiously.
"Hmmm," answered the Doberman. "Stand up and face the door. Back straight."
Lex landed back onto his footpaws and lifted his head up high. The Doberman moved quietly behind him.
Paws landed onto his shoulders and squeezed quite firmly, pulling back on them.
"What's this?" Lex asked curiously.
"Posture check," the dog rumbled behind him.
The paws moved down to his sides and grabbed at the wolf's fur and skin there. Then the gloved poked at Lex's ribs. He almost yelped at the ticklish, somewhat uncomfortable sensation.
"Bend over, fingers to toes, and raise your tail," the Doberman ordered. "Need to check for spinal curvature."
Lex felt the insides of his ears warm up a little at being told to assume such a position. He felt exposed in the eyes of the stranger, in the posture that exposed his butt quite clearly while he tried his best to bend over. He could hear his back creak and crack.
"Hold it," the dog rumbled.
Briefly, Lex felt like he was about to topple over, and he clenched his fingers around his newly bare ankles in an attempt to stabilise himself. It felt awkward, especially with the Doberman's fingers poking at his back, towards the waistband of his boxers.
"Keep breathing steadily."
Lex's tail swung nervously.
One of the Doberman's paws grabbed onto the base of the wolf's tail. Lex began to look over his shoulder to see what was going on.
"Do not move!" the Doberman snapped.
The wolf's ears flattened.
"Keep looking down," the Doberman ordered. "You need to stay still!"
"W-what's happening?" Lex mumbled.
"I am checking your spine!"
The Doberman placed two fingers onto the very nape of Lex's neck and drew then along the pearl chain of the black wolf's spinal column. The sensation was odd, and almost made the wolf whimper with surprise. The tug on his tail still felt uncomfortable.
"Hmmm."
Lex did not find the Doberman's vocal habit reassuring in the least.
Finally, his tail was let go of.
"Stand up, put your arms out to your sides, and close your eyes."
Lex was glad to be standing upright again. Being there with his eyes closed made him feel disoriented, but he found it not too uncomfortable.
"Yes. Take off your underwear now."
Lex looked at the Doberman curiously.
"Uh...right?"
"Off!" the dog barked.
Lex blushed when he removed his boxers. He felt self conscious, standing there that naked.
"Lie down on the bed, on your back. I have to palpate your liver."
Lex didn't know what 'palpate' meant, but who was he to question the Doc? He settled onto the rustly surface of the examination couch and waited, with his tail swishing a little with his nerves.
"Keep breathing."
Lex didn't really like what the Doberman did. He pressed his gloved palm flat over the wolf's abdomen and pressed quite hard. Lex wasn't sure what the dog could feel doing just that, but he seemed thoughtful again.
"Hmm..."
"All okay?"
"Probably," the dog said. "Testicular exam next."
Lex's tail bounced with surprise. Its nervous movements only intensified when the strangly rubbery paws gripped his junk.
"Ow."
"Stay still!"
The hold of those fingers tugging and rolling his balls was quite firm. It didn't exactly hurt, but Lex didn't find it very pleasant either.
"Feels alright. When was the last time you had an ejaculation?"
Lex's ears felt hotter than ever.
"Uh...really?"
The Doberman squeezed on his balls, still in one of his gloved paws.
"I asked you a question, didn't I?" his ears flattened.
Lex gave a hasty nod.
"Sorry. It was yesterday...uh...last night," he added.
"Hmmm."
The Doberman sniffed the air. Lex wondered if the dog was sampling it for the smell of cum. That idea made Lex feel even more embarrassed about the poking and prodding on his genitals. It also got worse, too, with the fingerpads taking a hold of his sheath now and pulling it back quite suddenly.
"Ow!"
Unaroused or not, it was a sensitive piece of skin and fur and Lex didn't like the feel of the fingers tugging on the skin, in and out.
"Hmm...average..." the Doberman muttered.
"A-average?"
The Doberman smirked.
"Nevermind," he said as he let go of the wolf's sheath. "Just lay still now. I'll have to adjust the bed."
Lex wondered what was going to happen then. The Doberman turned some sort of a crank on the foot end of the examination couch, and caused some sort of contraption to swing up from a resting position, from pointing down to pointing up. They were the kind of foot rests that Lex had seen on television sometimes.
"Lift your legs up here. Come closer to the end of the table."
"Uh...yeah?"
The Doberman didn't wait for him. Instead he grabbed Lex's feet and pulled the wolf down, so that the paper cover of the table got somewhat folded under his back when he was tugged down towards the end of the table. The dog pushed his feet up to the footrests that forced Lex's legs apart. It was a very strange sensation for Lex who watched this with a frown.
"I'll have to make sure you stay still for the exam."
The Doberman manipulated the foot rests and snapped some sort of elastic, Velcroed bands around Lex's ankles. The dog's tail swished worriedly against the edge of the table.
"What's that?"
"I told you!" the Doberman grunted. "Just stay still and this won't take a moment!"
"O-kay....is this gonna take long?" Lex asked. "Whatever this is."
"As long as it takes," said the Doberman who now sauntered across the room.
The dog stopped by an equipment cart in one corner of the room and pushed it over to the exam couch. Lex could see a variety of instruments on top of it, the kind he didn't know what they were for, but he did not like the look of them.
"What are you going to do...uh...doctor?" Lex asked.
The Doberman picked up a blue and white colored tube and uncapped it before squirting some clear substance from it onto his paw.
"I need to do a rectal exam to check your prostate," the Doberman said.
Lex's eyes widened.
"My prostate!" he yelped.
"It's standard procedure for all male patients," the dog said, "to rule out any problems with your prostate."
"I...I don't think I have any problems down there!" Lex commented nervously.
The Doberman rubbed his gloved fingers together. The slippery noise sounded worrisome for Lex, imagining what the doctor might do now.
"Just keep still and this won't hurt," the Doberman said.
He moved to the foot of the bed and Lex felt a brief poking before the slippery stuff was rubbed right onto his tailhole. He could feel his muscles clench at the sudden touch.
"Wow...uh..."
The Doberman poked and prodded briefly before he withdrew his fingers.
"A moment."
The Doberman stepped away from him and walked over to a door marked "EQUIPMENT STERILIZATION", which he opened and exited the room. That left Lex lying on the examination couch, concerned and wondering just what was going to happen to him.
The doctor returned after a moment. Now he wore a strange black rubber apron and a new pair of gloves, long almost to the elbow and made of black, shiny material. Lex could smell it, heavy, industrial, and odd to him.
"W-why are you dressed up like that?" Lex mumbled.
"For hygiene purposes," said the Doberman. "This can get messy."
"Messy?" Lex yelped.
The Doberman picked up the lube and squirted what looked like a huge glob onto one of his gloved paws. To Lex it looked like he was about to spread it over his entire paw. He almost whimpered at the sight.
"W-why are you doing that?"
"I need to lubricate this," the Doberman clicked his tongue.
He picked up a bizarre-looking stainless steel contraption from the equipment cart by the examination bed. It appeared to have a handle of sorts, and shiny double blades that the Doberman began to lather with the lubricant in his palm.
"What is that thing?" Lex whimpered.
"Something to make this a lot easier," the Doberman rumbled.
Lex wasn't convinced. The device looked dangerous and unusual to him.
"Is that really necessary?" the black wolf asked.
"Doctor's orders," the Doberman smirked.
"I don't know if I need this, uh, Doc - "
The Doberman let out a deep snort.
"And how do you think you are qualified to make that decision?" the dog growled. "I'm just going by the book here, you know!"
Lex's legs moved on the stirrups and made them rattle. He couldn't really move away, though, with his ankles secured onto them.
"I still don't know...uh..."
"Medicine is serious business," said the Doberman, whom now brandished the strange instrument in his paws.
It felt cold, wet, and incredibly intrusive when the scowling doctor placed it against LEx's anus. The tip was very blunt and quite narrow, and made a splurt when it pressed onto the lubricated flesh of the black wolf's unexpectant hole.
"That's...ah..." Lex's toes curled.
"I would advise you to relax or this is going to be..." the dog commented as he pushed the speculum against the black wolf's pucker, "...uncomfortable!"
"Umph!" Lex yelped.
The Doberman's rubbered paws twisted and churned the speculum in an effort to drive the copiously lubricated stainless steel monster into the unsuspecting wolf's vulnerable ass. The slimy lube made it easier, but by no means a breeze for the dog to force the instrument through the panting and yipping wolf's fleshy gates.
"That's not very...comfy!" Lex grumbled.
The Doberman flashed his teeth.
"Hush..."
Lex wasn't sure just how much of the terribly cold thing was inside him, but he knew it felt weird. The Doberman's muzzle was twisted in a concentrated scowl while he looked at what he was doing, down between the wolf's spread legs.
"Uh D-doctor..."
"Time to crank this thing open."
The black wolf couldn't tell what the Doberman was doing exactly, but he heard a quiet clink of metal and the pressure in his violated ass began to grow.
"Ow!"
"I need to visualize your rectum properly," the Doberman declared off-paw. "Stay still!"
"Ouch!" Lex yipped.
The jaws of the speculum inched apart with the turning of a screw. The Doberman's scowl slowly became a smirk. Lex didn't see that. He'd clenched his eyes shut, hoping that not seeing anything would somehow make it all more tolerable.
"There we go..." declared the Doberman.
The rubber-wearing dog crouched down so that he could take a good look at the wolf's yawning anus. Amidst the steely blades of the speculum he could see the stretched pink interior of the wolf's unusually dilated asshole and what laid within. He could see the wolf's insides coil up and clench, still instinctively trying to fight the odd intrusion of the medical instrument in his ass.
"Now I'm going to milk your prostate to ensure it is functioning properly."
"M-milk?" Lex yelped.
The Doberman thrust his rubber-gloved index finger into the wolf's stretched ass. He rubbed past the steel blade of the speculum and then sunk his pad against the soft, spongy flesh of the lupine's rectum. Lex bit his teeth together at the weird sensation.
"UH!"
"Should be...riiiight here..."
The dog found the spot and pressed down hard. Lex almost barked out. A strange sensation shot down all the way from his asshole to his balls and to the base of his dick, still in his sheath. His tailhole tried to clench shut but failed to do so due to the spread speculum inside his ass.
"Awuugh..."
The Doberman curled his fingers as he drove them onto the spot again and again. Lex's cock twitched inside his sheath, not really growing hard but still in the throes of this strange treatment. The wolf's paws became fists and he kept his teeth together.
"Hh-how much l-longer?" Lex stuttered while his prostate was mauled by the repeated prodding.
The Doberman grabbed his sheath and pulled it down to expose the pink tip of the wolf's dick.
"Until I'll see the results..." the Doberman snorted.
"Owww - "
Lex's legs writhed against the stirrups while his ass took a strange plundering from the Doberman's fingers. It wasn't pleasant at all, and borderline painful, not to mention incredibly embarrassing, being poked in such a manner.
"How m-much - "
The Doberman squeezed the wolf's dormant penis between his fingers and tugged. A glob of clear liquid was expressed out of the wolf's piss slit and onto his gloved paw.
"Well there we go..."
He gave another tug on the wolf's penis and then let go before lifiting the paw up for inspection. Lex, breathless as he was, watched how the Doberman inspected the drop of fluid upon his fingers. The dog sniffed it briefly, and then to Lex's surprise, licked it up.
"Hmm..."
"W-why did you do that?" Lex asked.
"Testing it, of course," said the dog.
Lex's tail flopped against the edge of the exam couch.
"You're done," the Doberman declared rather abruptly.
"Done?" Lex asked.
The Doberman unscrewed the speculum only cursorily before he plopped it out of the wolf's ass.
"OW!"
The doctor snapped the leg ties off.
"Get down and put your clothes on, you can go," the Doberman growled.
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Ryker whistled cheerfully while he enjoyed the afterglow of the examination. The Doberman grinned, as he watched the rustled paper covering the examination table. The stirrups and the speculum were a nasty reminder of his earlier activities, and the boner in his pants almost made the rubber apron tent up.
"I better check up on my other patient..." Ryker murmured aloud.
He opened the door into the second room by the office, and turned on the lights.
"HMHPHPHP!"
Slumped in a corner sat the figure in a dirty white coat, though for now with his legs and paws tied with sturdy leather bindings. A rubber hood covered his entire head and an open muzzle gag meant that he could do very little besides breathing and drooling.
"Well, hello, there, Doctor..." the Doberman smirked as he looked at the true owner of the doctor's office next door, "I hope you have been doing well here..."
Ryker licked his lips.
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