Chapter 2 - Questionable Ethics
A week later, Kate stood in the doctor's room nervously in her hospital gown,
her eyes roaming over the cabinets filled with gleaming steel implements of
unknown usage. Julie stepped out from behind the changing screen, fiddling with
the thin pale green garment.
"This is way too small," she groaned, still trying to close the gown over her
naked bottom. She sighed, giving up; the gown was simply too small to cover her
entire body. What a way to spend my birthday, she thought sadly.
The door opened to allow in a young woman carrying a clipboard. She looked down
at it, absently brushing back her shoulder-length blonde hair. Her tight, white
uniform made her instantly recognisable as a nurse.
"Kate, you're first," said the Nurse with a half-hearted smile. "Hop up on a
table and the Doctor will be with you shortly." Kate glanced to Julie nervously,
but complied, lifting herself onto one of the gynaecologist's tables. The gown
rode up, giving Julie a glimpse of her friends' privates before she hurriedly
pulled it back down.
The Nurse began collecting things from the glass cabinets above the sink against
left wall. Kate looked around the room. In one corner there was a tiled area,
where a shower handle hung from the wall by a silver hose, with several
different coloured taps below it. On either side there were silver handles to
hold on to. A thick silver grate covered a drain underneath the shower to catch
the water. Beside the shower, sticking slightly out of the floor was a long and
narrow trough down the middle with water in it, like a bidet. Pads were along
the sides so the user could squat over it without hurting their thighs. Whoever
had to use either device would have no privacy, and Kate had a feeling she would
be experiencing them first-hand.
The Doctor entered the room just then, locking the door behind him.
"Hello girls," he said absently, taking the clipboard from the Nurse and
glancing over it. "Oh, more dirty little girls from the orphanage," he muttered,
putting down the clipboard and turning to the nurse. "They need showers so use
the green soap on these two, and then start their enemas. Give them two of the
usual, and then call me." He paused whilst the Nurse nodded. "Oh, don't forget
to check their temperatures before their enema."
The Nurse nodded again, waiting until the door closed behind the doctor before
turning to the two suddenly very shy girls.
"OK then... Julie, you can go first since you're standing up." Julie heard Kate
sigh in relief. "Drop the gown and go stand by the shower," she instructed, and
then began sliding her arms into red elbow-length rubber gloves.
Julie undid the gown she had spent so much time arranging so it didn't display
her body to the world and let it drop to the ground, exposing her pale skin to
the fluorescent lights. Her full breasts stuck out from her chest, almost
defiant of gravity. Dark areolae surrounded small, pink nipples that hardened
quickly in the cold air. Her small hips flowed into long legs that surrounded
and highlighted the dark V of her pubic hair.
Shivering, she walked over to the shower, her bare feet slapping against the
tiles, one hand covering her naked breasts protectively.
The Nurse was now dressed in thin red rubber pants with attached boots, a rubber
coat which had the gloves pulled over the arms, and her hair held up in a
hairnet.
Julies' eyes widened in fear at the clothing the woman was now wearing. Just
what was in this soap?
"Turn around and face the wall," the Nurses commanded, any trace of kindness
gone from her voice. Hesitantly Julie turned away, nervous about turning her
back on the woman for some reason.
The Nurse stood beside Julie and took the shower handle, turning on the first
tap. Julie expected acid or something else dangerous, but it was simply hot
water.
She stood unhappily as the Nurse ran the water over her naked body.
"Hands on the handles and spread your legs," the Nurse commanded again.
Blushing, Julie leaned forward and assumed the humiliating position, exposing
her behind and genitals to the woman, who began washing her down with warm
water.
The Nurse then turned the tap off and twisted the one below. The handle
sputtered before emitting a foul smelling dark-green liquid that made Julie want
to gag.
"Stand still," the Nurse told her, and began covering Julie with the liquid. It
was cool on her skin at first, then her skin began to itch; an unpleasant warm
sensation spreading as the liquid covered her. Her throat itched every time she
breathed in, and left a sharp taste in her mouth.
The nurse rubbed her gloved hand deeply in between Julies' butt cheeks, making
her squirm in discomfort as the liquid touched her sensitive hole.
"Ah, that hurts," Julie complained, blinking tears from her eyes that weren't
all from the noxious smell.
"Quiet! You need a good cleaning, you dirty little orphanage slut," the Nurse
spat, raising the handle to Julies' face and making her squeal in pain.
"Hands down," she commanded and washed down Julies' hands.
Thankfully the tap was turned off, but only for the nurse to begin scrubbing
Julie's raw skin with a cloth that felt like a steel brush against her sensitive
skin. The nurse ran the cloth roughly between Julies' legs, making her shriek in
brief agony. Her hands dropped protectively to cover herself and were batted
away by the Nurse.
Finally the torture ended, and the tap was switched back to water. Julie sighed
happily as the Nurse washed the awful liquid off.
But it wasn't over yet. The Nurse slid a hairnet over Julies' head, capturing
her long hair and began coating her rosy red skin with a thick liquid that
tingled soothingly.
"Hands on the handles again," she was told, and had her underarms washed.
The nurse began hosing it off Julies' now bright pink skin, holding the gently
flowing water over the girl's pussy. As Julie watched in stunned silence, her
pubic hair fell away from her skin, swirling around her feet before disappearing
forever down the drain.
The Nurse towelled her dry like a child in silence and then slid off the gloves,
depositing them in a bin.
"Hop up on the table, Julie," the nurse instructed.
Julie slowly walked over, running her hands over her completely hairless skin in
wonder. Her entire body felt cleaner than ever before; she didn't think that her
skin had ever been quite the same colour.
Julie climbed up onto the table and waited, arms self-consciously covering her
denuded labia. The nurse began filling a big enema bag with water. Julie and
Kate had no idea what an enema was, and both watched the Nurse with trepidation.
"Feet up in the stirrups," the Nurse called, adding something from a bottle to
the half-full bag and giving it a thorough shaking before hanging it from an IV
pole, tube dangling free in the air. Julie shakily slid back on the leather seat
and lifted her naked feet up into the steel cups in front of her, blushing at
the exposure.
The Nurse tightened Velcro straps around her ankles then moved the stirrups
apart and up, spreading the humiliated girl wide and forcing her to lie back on
the leather padding. The tendons in her legs strained in the unnatural position
painfully.
The Nurse picked up a thick glass thermometer and dipped it fatter end into a
jar of jelly. "Just relax," she said, bending down to insert the glass tube in
the horrified girl's behind.
"Hey!" Julie exclaimed, sitting up uncomfortably. "Can't I just use a normal
thermometer?"
"No, you may not," the Nurse snapped in annoyance, rubbing the tip around
Julies' pink orifice to lubricate it. "This is the most accurate way of getting
a reading. Now be quiet and let me do my job, girl. We're very busy and don't
have time to explain everything." The Nurse then slid the thermometer in with a
quiet slurp.
Julie squealed as the cold glass probe slid into her body, her face warming
again with shame. Kate watched nervously, eyes wide in fascination and fear.
Then the Nurse turned to Kate.
"OK, gown off and in the shower," she ordered the startled girl, her voice
strong and commanding. Nervously she slid off the table and reached behind to
undo the Velcro, face warming.
The Nurse had put on a fresh set of gloves and stood waiting as the gown dropped
to the ground. Kate's skin showed a dirty pink under the fluorescent lights;
neither girl had had a shower for several days since the bathroom facilities
were currently being upgraded, and as a result her skin wasn't particularly
clean.
The Nurse ushered the scared teen underneath the handle and began washing her
down with the water.
Kate stood quivering, hands on the handles and legs spread.
The Nurse put the handle down and returned to Julie. The thermometer was plucked
out from the pink-faced girl with a slurp and the temperature noted down. Then
she took the strange nozzle in one hand and deftly slid the tip into Julies'
rectum.
"Hey, what are you doing!?" Julie protested, violet eyes looking down over her
breasts at the woman leaning down between her legs.
"I'm giving you your enema, now be quiet and sit still, or I will be forced to
restrain you." Julies' eyes widened at the sudden anger in the woman's voice,
and wondered why she was so nasty. Then all thought was banished as the intruder
in her behind began growing in size.
She bit her bottom lip to stop her question from escaping, as the nozzle grew
even larger until she was sure it could never come out.
The Nurse twisted the valve with one gloved hand, releasing the water. A
pleasant warm feeling made itself known in her behind, and she relaxed slightly.
This wasn't too bad, she thought. She preferred this to the shower. At least
that horrible woman wasn't touching her.
The Nurse returned to the quivering Kate and began hosing her down with the foul
smelling liquid, making Kate squeal in discomfort. The Nurse regularly told the
poor girl to be quiet but to no avail.
Julie began feeling a growing pressure in her belly, as well as a strange
sensation. Suddenly her stomach cramped, making her squeeze her face in pain.
The liquid tickled inside her now, and Julie was willing to bet that the bottle
that had been added to the enema was the same foul liquid she had been bathed in
earlier.
A cold sweat broke out across her naked skin as another cramp hit seemingly
straight afterwards, although several minutes had passed, and still the bag
continued to drain into her protesting bowels. She was breathing heavily as it
ended. She now knew the reason for the expanding nozzle; she would never be able
to keep it in normally.
She never noticed that the bag gurgled empty, or that Kate had finished her
cleaning ordeal and was led over to the table by an unexplainably angry nurse.
"You are a very badly behaved girl, you little whores from the orphanage have no
self control," she berated the crying teenager, pushing her back down onto the
waiting table.
Kates' arms were lifted above her head by the Nurse, and quickly secured in
padded leather cuffs on opposite sides of the table. Kate shrieked in surprise,
yanking disbelievingly against the cuffs. Straps locked her ankles into the
stirrups. Then a white, round ball with straps hanging from either side was
produced from underneath the table.
Kates' eyes widened in horror, and she began crying hysterically. The Nurse,
muttering underneath her breath, slid the gag into place with practiced ease and
buckled it shut. An extra strap underneath the girls' breasts secured her to the
padded table tightly.
Satisfied her patient wasn't going anywhere, the Nurse brightened considerably
and in a short space of time had a thermometer in the crying girl's anus and had
removed her rubber clothing, returning to the pristine white uniform.
She turned to the seemingly dozing Julie, whose entire world had contracted to
the intruder lodged in her butt. The Nurse lowered and unstrapped her legs,
rousing the girl, and led the shaky Julie over to the low trough. With a gentle
pressure on Julies' back she lowered the girl down onto her knees, legs spread
over the trough facing the wall, the tip of the nozzle with attached tube
protruding from her spread buttocks.
Julie leant forwards under insistence from the Nurse, squashing her breasts
against the padded bar that was placed to support her. She suddenly realised, as
the Nurse began deflating the nozzle, that this position put the entire room in
prime viewing position for her expulsion.
"Can I turn around please!?" Julie pleaded to the Nurse over her shoulder,
purple eyes wide with dread.
"Silence!" she demanded, and yanked the tube from Julie's behind, causing a
torrent of fetid water to burst forth from her body.
Julie cried in shame as her body took over, expelling air, shit and water in a
series of powerful cramps that left her gasping. Thankfully the Nurse left to
check Kates' temperature and begin her enema, but she returned straight away to
supervise Julies' humiliation.
Julies' entire focus was on the removal of every drop of liquid from her anus.
She could feel the Nurses' dispassionate gaze on her back, watching as the last
of the liquid escaped. When she was satisfied Julie was finished, the Nurse
wiped Julie dry with paper towel which served to further humiliate the poor
girl.
Once Julie was lying down and receiving her larger second enema, the Nurse freed
Kate to expel.
She led the humiliated Kate over to the trough by one arm, pushing her down to
squat on it facing the wall. Kate was mortified as the enema nozzle was pulled
from her behind, releasing the foul liquid from it's confinement in her body.
Her face was bright red with tears running down her cheeks as she voided herself
in full view of the Nurse and Julie, making loud splashes and farting noises.
Once the Nurse was satisfied she was empty, she let Kate stand up, and turned to
glance at Julie. Seizing the opportunity, Kate gave a squeal and dived for the
door. The Nurse stood calmly, watching as Kate reached the door and began
fumbling with the handle with her cuffed hands. It took several frantic moments
before Kate realised that the door was locked. She turned to glance at the
Nurse, her eyes wild, before she collapsed to the floor, burying her face in her
hands and sobbing in defeat.
"Silly girl," the Nurse scolded. "People pay good money to have exactly this
treatment, and you little sluts are getting it for free. You should be grateful,
but instead you resist."
She strode over to the girl slumped against the door and lifted her by one
shoulder, pulling her none too gently to the table and strapping her down again.
Once the nozzle was firmly embedded in her behind once again, the Nurse unlocked
the door and walked out, leaving the door slightly open. Both girls watched in
horror as people walked past, ignorant of the feast of female flesh that lay
just through the door.
She returned two long minutes later, trailing the Doctor and a young red-head
that Julie recognised from the orphanage, carrying her clothes in her arms. The
girls' blue eyes widened when she saw the two teens, one tightly bound, before
passing a knowing glance at them and blushing furiously, smoothing the hospital
gown over her nudity as she looked away.
Julie tried to recall the girl's name whilst the Doctor fussed around in a
cabinet, not giving the slightest indication he had noticed his two patients.
After several moments he produced a syringe.
"Bend over and touch your toes," he told the poor girl, who reluctantly bent
forwards, allowing the gown to ride up over her tight buttocks, exposing her
strangely red behind to the girls, depilated mound nestled unhappily between her
tightly closed legs.
The Doctor shortly emptied the syringe' contents into her right cheek, making
the girl whimper in pain.
He slapped her cheek with one hand, making her yelp in surprise.
"OK, you can get dressed now." Red faced, she nodded and quickly disappeared
behind the changing screen.
Julies' enema had drained several minutes ago, so she waited quietly to be
released, her stomach churning painfully. The Nurse detached the tube after what
seemed an eternity and released her legs. She followed Julie as the teen waddled
uncomfortably over to the trough, squatting down without further encouragement.
The nozzle deflated with a hiss.
"Mm-mm," Julie moaned in appreciation as the pressure inside her was released.
Just then, the girl emerged from behind the curtain to gape at the squatting
Julie in horror and fascination.
Julie blushed in shame and turned to stare at the tiles, her entire body
warming.
"Unless you would like another punishment miss, I suggest you leave now," the
Doctor said in a low tone. The girl jumped; her face filling with horror.
Hastily she dashed from the room, slamming the door behind her.
Chuckling to himself, he bent over Kate, flashing a light in her eyes. Defiantly
she tried to shut them, but the Doctor easily pulled back her eyelids with
gloved fingers.
"Now Kate, have you ever had any strange discharge from your nipples?" the
Doctor queried Kate, as he began gently feeling her breasts. Kate glanced
nervously at the Nurse, before shaking her head.
Finishing his probing, he began feeling underneath her raised arms before
feeling her neck.
The Nurse directed Julie to the table and began her final enema whilst the
Doctor examined Kate.
Kate moaned unhappily at him, the enema filling her colon was becoming
unbearable.
"Patience, I haven't forgotten," he reassured her tersely, noting that Kate was
biting heavily on the gag, muscles rippling in her cheeks. He finished listening
to her heart then signalled the Nurse he was ready. Instead of releasing Kate,
she pulled a bedpan out from underneath the table and slid out a steel grate
from underneath Kate for it to sit on.
Kate moaned in abject humiliation as the nozzle was removed and she voided her
bowels into the steel tray. The Doctor raised an eyebrow at this.
"She tried to escape," the Nurse explained casually. The Doctor sniffed in
approval.
The Nurse took the tray away with a barely-disguised look of satisfaction as the
Doctor slid a speculum into Kate's unprotected vagina, opening it uncomfortably
wide and peering around with the light.
After several embarrassing questions and a lot of poking in both orifices, the
speculum was withdrawn.
The Doctor filled another syringe and injected it into Kates' defenceless
behind, before announcing her free to go.
Not bothering to hide her disappointment the Nurse unstrapped Kate and removed
her gag. Quickly Kate ran off to dress, crying in shame, leaving Julie
momentarily alone with the two adults.
The Doctor began feeling her breasts, asking the same questions he asked Kate.
She blushed at some of them, but tried to answer truthfully.
He picked up a clean speculum and with practiced ease lubricated it and slid it
into her moist sex, opening her wide. She felt a prickle inside as he took a
sample to be examined. He then began feeling her glands, squeezing and poking
her uncomfortably.
Satisfied, he then pulled back the skin on her clit, exposing her moist bud to
the cool air. Happy with what he saw, he released her clit and allowed her to
get up to expel the enema.
She waddled over to the humiliating trough and crouched over it as the nurse
deflated the nozzle.
Julie soon found herself on the table once again, with the Doctors fingers
uncomfortably in her anus. Another finger slid in, and he began feeling around
inside her. Thankfully this didn't last long, and with a gentle jerk he withdrew
and pulled off the gloves.
Lastly, he filled a syringe and injected it into her butt, making her wince in
pain as the liquid entered her body.
"All done," he announced. "Hurry up and get dressed, we have other patients to
attend to."
Julie slid off the table just as Kate returned from behind the screen. Kate
waited impatiently as she dressed, and together they left hurriedly.
"The shorter one will be perfect," the Doctor remarked as he leant lazily
against the table that had earlier restrained Kate. The Nurse nodded in
agreement.
"I don't know about the one with the Purple eyes though," the Nurse said,
cleaning the instruments absently. "There's something different about her." The
Doctor muttered thoughtfully.
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Thanks to RedEva for proof-reading this story and poking me when I don't write
fast enough.
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