Incest/Taboo Cultivating Lilly

Mrs. Vatspalt had coached her as they drove. "Birth control actually helps reduce your menstrual flow, Lilly. He will ask you about this during the examination."

To the doctor, Lilly said, "Yes, it's embarrassing when I'm at school. Sometimes the other girls make fun of me because I have to change my tampon in the locker room before PE."

He made some notes in the chart. "Okay, I'm going to take a few more pictures now." He stood between Lilly's knees and aimed the camera at her sex. She continued looking at the ceiling as he captured the images. "Lilly, please spread your labia with your fingers."

"Okay." Watching the camera, she slid her hands between her thighs and dug her fingers between the folds of her special place to flay her lower lips open.

The doctor said, "That's perfect. Please hold them open while I take these photos." She listened to the little mechanical clicks and then he rolled the video camera between her thighs. Satisfied, he finally said, "Thank you Lilly, you may remove your fingers. I'm going to begin the physical examination of your vagina now."

Another first happened: A man touched her special place. He pressed his fingers into the mounded hillox of her smooth mons in different places. "The mons presents as plumped and soft to the touch, which is normal." And then the doctor went lower, lightly tracing the ridges of her pussy. Lilly liked the feeling. He continued lazily running his fingers over her contours and after a few minutes she felt the warm moisture leak from between her lips. That dampness, always welcomed with her arousal, however, was now embarrassing. How could she be turned on by such a thing as a medical examination of her special place? Lilly tried to close her knees but the straps held her in place. Her cheeks went pink.

"It's perfectly normal to become sexually aroused, I am trying to gauge your arousal by massaging your vagina in this way," he said. "The vagina is meant to be touched and penetrated and stretched." She thought back to Daddy's comments and grinned up at Momma.

Doctor Malstrom's tone was even and conversational as his gentle probing continued; never taking his eyes off her fitta. "It's a nerve center and pleasure is derived from those nerves being stimulated."

Momma nodded and said, "It happens to me and the girls, too. It's okay to enjoy it, Lilly. Now, just try and relax." She chuckled, "After all, Dr. Malstrom knows what he's doing."

"Okay." Lilly looked at the camera in the ceiling and thought of shaving Erik's kuk and balls.

Next, Doctor Malstrom took hold of her lower lips and bent close, pulling them apart. "There are no lesions or other labial malformations on the outer labia majora. They are pink and healthy." He burrowed further, roughly tugging at the smaller inner lips and she grimaced. "The labia minora also appear healthy." He rolled the cart closer and said, "Lilly, next I'm going to apply a pair of small clamps to your inner labia. The clamps have rubber tips so you will feel a little pressure but I won't hurt you. I'm going to tape the clamps to your thighs. I'm spreading your labia to expose your clitoris."

"Okay." She continued to stare at the ceiling, trying to appear calm as the doctor manipulated her special place. The clamps didn't pinch. The only discomfort came when their cold handles were taped to her thighs. "Lilly, your hymen is no longer intact. Are you sexually active?"

She shook her head. "No."

"How was it torn?"

"Gymnastics."

"I see. That's very normal for girls who participate in athletic activities that stretch the vagina."

He made more notes. "Do you masturbate?"

Her cheeks burned and she closed her eyes. "Yes."

"Excellent. That's completely normal and healthy behavior. When did you start?

"A few months ago."

"How often?"

Her cheeks felt like they were on fire. Mrs. Vatspalt said, "It's okay, Lilly. These questions help the doctor understand his patient."

"Probably once a day. Sometimes more, sometimes less."

"Did you masturbate prior to your visit here today?"

Lilly gulped. Could he somehow tell what she'd done in the shower? "Yes."

"Okay. Do you only stimulate your clitoris or do you penetrate yourself?"

"Both."

"That's good. And aside from your fingers, do you stimulate yourself with other objects?"

"Yes."

"And what would those be?"

Lilly was mortified but she knew there was no escaping the admission. "My hairbrush and an electric toothbrush." She had returned the screwdriver to her father's tool chest shortly after her mother brought home the toothbrush; the dental instrument's handle was just as thick and the swirling bristles on her clit were more pleasurable. She was also worried about her father noticing the missing tool.

"That's also normal, Lilly, for someone your age. As long as they are clean, I encourage you to keep using them. Anything else?"

Lilly said nothing and after a moment, Momma said, "Lilly..."

Lilly gulped. "And a wine bottle."

"Okay. That's nothing to be embarrassed about, Lilly, and completely normal." He made some notes. "I actually recommend to patients who have recently started penetrating themselves that they experiment with larger objects. The vaginal opening, even after the hymen is torn, is small. Stretching it will ease the discomfort of your first experience of penile penetration," he said. "It's not uncommon for girls to also use vegetables. Many of my patients use a cucumber or zucchini." He chuckled. "I actually don't know the difference." Holding up the camera, he said, "I'm going to take more pictures of your vagina."

He bent and placed the lens close to her special place. Lilly didn't say anything as the electronic clicks buzzed. She thought back to a recent trip to the grocery store when her mother had asked her to select a cucumber from the produce area. Although far larger than any penis she'd seen, as she hefted in her hand, she considered what it might feel like to penetrate herself with it.

"Next, I'm going to administer a labial blood flow test. Aside from exposing your clitoris, the clamps peel your inner labia open, exposing the softest, most sensitive tissue deeper inside your vagina. This area is what I'm going to focus on next," the doctor said, "Proper blood flow increases vaginal sensation and pleasure."

"Okay." She had no idea what he was talking about.

He held up what looked like a small spatula. It was flat, but with rounded edges. "I'm going to use this instrument to lightly slap each inner labial lip."

Lilly was worried. "Is it going to hurt?"

He said, "If everything is working normally, you will feel a slight sting. But I will go quickly, okay?"

Lilly only nodded and closed her eyes. "You're doing great, honey," said Momma.

Doctor Malstrom positioned a video camera between her thighs and went to the left side first, slapping the exposed tissue five times in quick succession. Lilly tried to swivel her hips away. It wasn't exactly painful but it wasn't pleasant either. "Oh!"

He gazed at her special place and made some notes. "Okay, now the right side." And before Lilly could prepare herself the instrument landed flatly against the other lip five more times.

"Ow! Ow! Owwww!"

Momma cooed, "That's all sweetie. He's finished. You did wonderfully." She stared intently at Lilly's special place.

Doctor Malstrom pressed his finger to her fluffed lower lips while taking more pictures. "Absolutely normal, Lilly. They have flushed and engorged, just as they should." He patted her foot. "You may feel increased pressure on your labia because of the clamps. This is normal."

"That kind of hurt," she said.

"Sorry, Lilly," said Momma. "I don't really enjoy that part either."

"Next, I am going to administer a clitoral stimulation procedure to gauge your climax responses."

"Um, okay."

"I'm going to attach a special piece of tape to your clitoris. It has an electrode inside of it that will administer a small current of electricity."

Doctor Malstrom set about his task and when he pushed the tape to her blossom, Lilly asked, "Is it going to hurt?" Electrical shocks to her clit didn't sound enjoyable.

"Not at all," he said. It's a very low current." He pulled one of the video cameras next to the table, extended the arm and aimed the lens at her face.

"The device is designed to make you have an orgasm," Momma said. "It feels tingly." She was smiling.

He said, "That's a good way to describe it, Anna." He looked at Lilly. "All I'm going to do is turn this little knob. I want you to take deep breaths and relax. Just let your body respond naturally. Just try and forget that we are here."

"Okay."

"There are handles on the side of the table," he said as he rolled another video camera next to her special place. "You are welcome to use them at any time."

"Okay."

"Here we go," he said. After a moment, he asked, "Do you feel anything?"

"No."

He nodded. "Very few patients feel the lowest level, especially those who are masturbating or have already torn the hymen. Here is level two."

It felt just as Mrs. Vatspalt said it would. It wasn't unpleasant, but it was very focused. "I feel that," she said.

"Good, I'm going to leave it here for a few minutes."

Time seemed to slip away. The machine made a low humming noise each time an electrical charge was administered. After only a few minutes, the first small ripples of an orgasm began to flow. Unaware, Lilly began to pivot her hips, her eyes closed and she tilted her head up. She thought of Uncle Lars laying her across the table in the yacht and spreading her legs.

"Now level three. There is noticeable vaginal flow, Lilly. That's as it should be."

There was a jump in stimulation and Lilly sucked in her tummy. She looked between her thighs. "Oh!"

"Just relax," he said. "Put your head back and take deep breaths." Lilly did as he suggested, her eyes focused on the camera lens in the ceiling. The doctor said, "Okay, I'm going to leave it here for a few minutes. Relax your body."

The sensation was intense and direct, not like her toothbrush at all, which she typically moved around her sex. It was similar to the feeling she experienced when her foot fell asleep, only on a much smaller and more sensitive part of her body. The concentric circles were moving faster from her center. She felt the first beads of sweat on her forehead. Her tummy occasionally convulsed and her thighs tightened, rattling the stirrups. In her mind, she saw Uncle Lars pressing the tip of his beautiful dick to her pussy.

"Let's try level four."

Lilly yipped and involuntarily tried to close her knees; the stirrups clanked. "Oomph."

Doctor Malstrom made notes in his charts. "You're doing great, Lilly. Let's leave it at this level for a moment."

Lilly didn't answer. She huffed. Waves of pleasure were emitting from her button. Writhing atop the table, the stirrups clattered and she heard the sounds she made when she came. Uncle Lars was driving into her now, his strong body on top of hers. She wrapped her thighs around his thrusting hips and Doctor Malstrom said he was going to set the machine to the next level.

The moment that happened, Lilly sat up and grabbed the handles, her knuckles white. "Oh, God!" She yelped and threw her head back as wave after wave broke across her sex. It was the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced. She was sweating freely now, her skin shiny under the harsh medical lights. Her breasts heaved and she absently grabbed one, pinching and twisting her nipple as she came. "Jesus!" she said in a tight whisper.

"You're beautiful when you climax, Lilly," said Momma. She was looking between Lilly's thighs; her smile radiant. "You're doing wonderfully. Just let it take over your body."

"I'm going to let it run on this level for a few minutes," he said.

Lilly fell back onto the examination table, nodding, her hair a wet, auburn nest across her face and neck. She took hold of both breasts and squeezed when another eruption came. "Ah, God! I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming." Tremblers racked her frame as she climaxed; her thighs and breasts quivered violently. And then she went limp, sucking in great gulps of air then expelling them in huffs. Tears welled and tumbled down her cheeks.

He turned off the machine; her body vibrating with small quakes as she came down. She lay there, panting and gasping, one hand squeezing her breast, the other grasping the paper bed cover, which was covered in the jelly he'd applied to her tits.

"The vagina responds normally and positively to stimulation. The labia have opened and flushed." Running his fingers over her sex, he then dipped them deeply inside, which was the first time in her life a man had penetrated her special place. Lilly spasmed at his touch. Holding his hand to the light, his gloved fingers gleamed with her essence. "There is an abundance of vaginal secretion present, which is normal at your age," he said. Then he surprised her.

The doctor touched his tongue to his glistening fingers then slowly licked them; as if he were a connoisseur. Lilly found his actions incredibly arousing. He smiled and said, "Your self assessment was correct, Lilly. Your vaginal discharge looks and tastes as it should. As he jotted in the chart, he spoke, "The first climax arrived in four minutes, thirty three seconds. The second at seven minutes, seventeen seconds." He looked up at Lilly. "You did wonderfully, young lady."

Lilly smiled and nodded and wiped her hair from her face, smearing the jelly across her forehead. She felt like a warm, slimy animal. It was gross but at that moment she didn't care.

He said, "I'm going to set it to cycle through the levels randomly for the next five minutes."

Lilly shook her head, her eyes wide. "No!" came out in a choked whisper. Her special place was numb and tingling all at once. "I don't think I can." She felt completely spent.

Momma was soothing. "I think you can, honey. Let's try."

Lilly shook her head. She was nervous. The feeling of achieving the highest peak of pleasure, that moment of absolute and total abandon, was intoxicating. But her clit felt like an exposed nerve. Looking at one of the screens, it stood erect beneath the opaque medical tape; a small lump rising between her rivened labia, a pink kernel that stood tall against her peeled lower lips. She didn't know it could engorge like that and she stared at it with her mouth slightly open. The intensity was too much. She looked plaintively at Momma. "Please, no." Limp strands of sweat-soaked hair hung around her face. "My, my pussy. My clit..."

Momma frowned. "Lilly, you know how I feel about using the proper language."

"Sorry, Momma." She composed herself. "My clitoris. It's too much on my clitoris." She was pleading. "It's numb and I...I just can't."

The woman stroked her hair. "Yes you can, honey. I believe in you. Let's try one more time."

Lilly stared up at Cassy's mother and pleaded, "But I don't want to, Momma."

Momma only smiled at her. "Will you try it? For me?"

Lilly could see the pride in the woman's face.

"But.."

"Shush, now baby. You can do this. I'm right here with you." She took Lilly's hand in hers.

The doctor said, "It is not necessary to continue, Lilly, other than to establish your ability to achieve another climax. It is your decision."

Lilly looked back to Momma, who said, "Sweetheart, I want you to try."

She had learned so much from the Vatspalts. They had built her up into a self-confident young woman and her desire to make them happy was overwhelming. She owed it to them, and especially to Momma, who had helped her along the way so many times over the last few months. The woman had awakened her sexually and Lilly had loved every minute of the journey. Finding her resolve, Lilly nodded her head slowly. Licking her lips, she lay back on the table and stared at the dark bubble lens in the ceiling. "I'm ready, doctor."

Lilly's moans and yelps and howls came and went as the machine shot her center with bolts of pleasure. Her back arched uncontrollably when the machine hit its highest levels. Her breasts heaved and her toes curled and the tendons in her arms went tight as she held onto the handles. She didn't care that she screamed when her special place felt like white fire or whispered obscenities when the machine cycled down. She felt disconnected and unhinged; uncaring of retaining any composure or self-respect. On some very base level, it was liberating; she didn't know this version of herself existed and its discovery was exhilarating.

When she exploded, it was bone jarring and came with no warning. She had peed before leaving her house this morning, but her bladder released uncontrollably and a small dribble of urine, combined with her feminine lubricant, bubbled from her lower mouth. It was humiliating and joyous at the same time. She laughed and cried and shuttered and said she was sorry for making a mess on the doctor's table. She felt like a baby that had no control of herself. The room smelled of her piss.

Doctor Malstrom and Momma were understanding and supportive.

"It's okay, honey. It happens to me too. It's nothing to be ashamed of."

The doctor said, "At that level of release, Lilly, it's common to urinate. Please don't worry about it."

Her body was drained. "No more," she said. "Oh God, please no more." She sobbed and smiled and grimaced and begged. "I, I can't."

Dr. Malstrom flicked the switch and made a note in his chart. "We can usually coax another climax, especially with younger patients. That last one arrived at twelve minutes, forty-three seconds." He smiled at her, clearly pleased. "You did wonderfully, Lilly." He was scribbling in her chart and as he passed by, Lilly could see his erection pressed to the scrubs. A large dark spot covered the tip of his cock, which was on display as the saturated fabric he'd turned transparent. He wasn't at all concerned or self-conscious about it and she caught Momma looking at it with hunger in her eyes.

Setting her chart down, he approached the table and began turning some knobs on the stirrups. His cock pushed heavily against the pad until it slid up and over it; pointing directly at her special place as he worked. He was long enough that it almost grazed her lower lips. On one of the monitors, she watched it move with his body; rolling and sliding in her piss, it left a trail of his extract smeared across the black vinyl. He then adjusted the stirrups, positioning them further back so that Lilly's knees pressed tightly to her breasts. Standing next to her now, his beastly cock only inches from her face, Dr. Malstrom said, "Lilly, I adjusted the stirrups to better expose your anus. This next set of procedures continues to focus on your vagina while also penetrating your anus. I'm going to start by taking some photos, then I'll conduct a bimanual examination. Do you know what that is?"

She shook her head. She made no attempt to look him in the eye. His cock had her full attention.

Momma spoke and what she said was shocking. "Doctor, I see that Lilly can't take her eyes from your penis."

"Momma!" Lilly nearly yelled. Would the embarrassment and humiliation of this morning ever end? Momma didn't have to say every damn thing on her mind, did she?

Momma only waved a hand at her dismissively. The doctor looked at his sheathed cock. The scrubs were fully saturated and it poked straight out from his body. Pivoting his hips, it landed upon the table next to his patient's face; stout and unyeilding. "It's okay, Lilly," he said. "I am not embarrassed to admit that your examination is arousing. You're an incredibly beautiful young woman."

"Doctor Malstrom becomes aroused when he examines me and the girls, too," said Momma. "As we've discussed many times before, Lilly, arousal is perfectly normal and is to be celebrated."

"Yes, Momma." She was transfixed.

"Doctor, I wonder if you'd be so kind as to lower your pants so that Lilly can see it better."

Lilly was shaking her head but never averted her gaze from the man's impressive dick. Doctor Malstrom didn't say anything. The room went quiet, filled with the gentle hiss of the air conditioning.

He finally spoke. "Would you like to see it, Lilly? I'm not embarrassed to show you."

Her pussy was drooling again, despite the rigors of the forced orgasms; despite peeing herself. She did want to see it. She wanted to see it badly. "Yes." She muttered it almost inaudibly.

The doctor looked at her for a moment, nodded slightly, and untied the scrubs. Pulling the waistband down, the length of his kuk seemed to go forever. When it was finally freed, it sprang upward with force and several drops of thick pre-cum spattered Lilly's face. When it landed on the table, it did so with an audible thud.

"My, God," she said. It was beautiful and terrifying at once.

"Lilly," Momma said, "I want you to take him in your mouth."

Lilly didn't say anything when the doctor stepped closer to the table, his cock inching toward her face. The head was dark purble and was nearly the size of a small plumb. A creamy drop poked out from the tip and it was hot against her lips when he pressed it to her mouth.

She started to open her mouth. "That's my good girl," Momma said.

Lilly closed her lips and kissed the monster's head, pulling its white drool into her mouth. The doctor spasmed and his cock jumped. It startled her and Lilly was suddenly aware that this was all wrong. He was her doctor. He was not someone she knew at all. He wasn't Uncle Lars or Erik or even Daddy. And yet her words spoke the truth. What had come over her?

Pressing her lips closed, she turned her head up, facing the black dome over the table. She had never felt more confused. "I...I can't," she said, although she discovered she was squeezing one breast and fingering herself at the same time. Her special place was sqishy and hot and she took her hand away in embarassment.

She lay there shaking her head and it wasn't until she heard the slurping sounds that she returned her gaze to Doctor Malstrom and Momma. She was shocked at what she saw.

Momma was down on her knees. The doctor had hold of the back of her head and was fucking Momma's face. Momma was gagging on his cock but she managed to swallow him whole. They ignored her completely and as she watched, her fingers once again found purchase in her drenched pussy. Daddy's face flashed across her mind's eye and she quickly pushed the thought away. She didn't want him to distract her from the show.

The doctor was moving more quickly now, thrusting hard enough that Momma's petite frame was rocked back and forth. Her breasts had slid from behind her loose-fitting top and jiggled with each push. She had taken hold of the doctor's hips; hanging on as he pounded his monstrous dick down her throat.

Lilly heard her coming sounds. She was mashing two fingers to her clit, rubbing it hard despite the sensitivity. Doctor Malstrom must have heard her over Momma's strained gags and gurgles because he looked at her at that moment. Pulling Momma hard against his stomach, he grunted and Momma's eyes went big. Lilly saw the woman working her throat; swallowing the doctor's sperm, and at that moment she came like a thunderclap. Her body bucked on the table and the doctor released Momma so they could both watch.

"Oh, God!" Lilly was crying. She'd just watched Momma do something with this man and she suddendly felt a wave of guilt for enjoying it so much. "What did you do, Momma?" Pulling her fingers from her special place, she put them to her mouth, smearing her juices over her lips, she said, "What did I do?"

Momma stood and came to her side, not bothing to tuck her breasts away. She brushed Lilly's hair away and smiled at her sweetly. As if nothing had happened, Momma said, "The doctor was explaining what a bimanual examination is."

He smiled and pulled his pants up. He was as relaxed as Momma about what had just taken place. "It's nothing to be concerned with but it can feel a bit invasive, especially the first time."

Lilly was completely thrown off. She didn't know what to make of anything. She simply asked, "What are you going to do?"

"It's simple and only takes a few minutes, five at the most," he said. "I'm going to insert two fingers into your vagina and at the same time insert a third finger into your anus." Lilly swallowed. That got her attention. Seeing the concern in her expression, he said, "It will help if you follow my breathing instructions." As he spoke, he dipped his gloved hand into a jar of lubricant and spread it over his fingers. Taking position between her bound legs, he asked, "Are you ready?"

Lilly gulped again and finally nodded.

"Okay, take a deep breath."

She felt his fingers gently press to her openings. "Exhale completely, very quickly...now."

He pushed forward with force. Lilly grunted and exhaled and with it came a high-pitched whine as his fingers pressed pass both openings and inside her body.

"That's great, Lilly, you're doing great," he said. "I'm nearly all the way in. Relax, and don't pinch your anus closed. Big breath in....and now, exhale." He pushed further and Lilly mewed. "I'm in, Lilly, you can relax."

Her special place handled the intrusion with ease. Her bottom, however, felt stretched and tight and she was worried she would fart as he began wiggling his fingers. She stopped worrying about what Momma and Doctor Malstrom had done and prayed she didn't shit on his finger. "I'm going to press on your tummy and your mons." He pressed in different places until he found his fingers. The experience was odd. She could feel his fingers inside her body. They seemed to be touching each other which was surprising. She assumed that her organs created a kind of thick layer. But under his probing hands, she felt paper-thin.

It was as if he read her mind. "The wall between a woman's vaginal canal and the rectum is quite thin. This is normal but the sensation a new patient often experiences with this procedure is often surprising and intense. You will experience the same sensation during double penetration," he said.

Lilly said nothing. Words had escaped her. The more he wiggled his fingers, the more aroused she became. She heard her special place making the little slurpy sounds and watched the screen over the doctor's shoulders. "Okay, Lilly, you're doing great. "Now I'm just going to move my fingers in and out. Just relax and keep taking deep breaths."

She nodded and rested her head. Squinting her eyes shut, she said, "I'm ready." The grunts and huffs she made as he thrust couldn't be helped.

Momma had taken to standing next to the doctor, watching the man work. She stroked Lilly's leg. "You're doing great, honey. Deep breaths, deep breaths. Focus on relaxing your bottom."

As the doctor pistoned his fingers, he asked, "Do you feel any pain?"

Lilly shook her head. "No."

"Here?"

"No."

"Okay, I'm going to keep sliding in and out. If you feel any discomfort, please let me know."

Once the doctor settled into a rhythm, Lilly also settled, a soft moan or grunt sometimes following a particularly deep thrust. Her bottom did relax and once she was able to do this, she discovered the procedure incredibly pleasurable. "Okay, I'm going to keep this rhythm for several minutes. If you feel any discomfort, let me know."

Lilly hummed her understanding, her lips upturned in a pleased grin. He stayed away from her clit, which she appreciated, but as he moved, her special place filled with liquid warmth that leaked between the cheeks of her bottom and the slickness was pushed up into her asshole by his finger. Lilly moaned, pivoting her hips upward for deeper penetration.

"That's good, Lilly," he said. "It's normal to enjoy the simultaneous penetration of your vagina and anus." She hummed again. He was correct, it was enjoyable. "Let's just do this for a few more minutes and please let me know if you experience any discomfort."

Lilly said, "Okay," and imagined Robby and Erik fucking her at the same time. She closed her eyes and grabbed the bars on the side of the exam table.

"That's nice, isn't it, sweetheart," Momma asked

"Yes." Then the room went quiet save for Lilly's soft grunts and moans as the doctor's procedure continued. The waves were building and the doctor took her to a supremely satisfying orgasm. She didn't bounce around the table as she had when the clitoral stimulator found her breaking point. This time, her body went sinewy and she writhed across the vinyl mat of the exam table. She ran her hands over her oiled breasts and down between her thighs, taking the doctor's in hers and pushing him deeper. When she came, serenity seemed to ooze from every muscle in her body. A deep, contented sigh was all she expelled.

Slowing down, he said, "I'm going to remove my fingers. Exhale now." His fingers slid out and Lilly sighed. He tossed his gloves into a trash can and jotted some more notes. "I felt no lumps or anything out of sorts, Lilly."

"Okay."

"We are just about finished," he said. "The next procedure will involve two instruments, a speculum and an anoscope. Do you know what these are?"

She shook her head.

Doctor Malstrom held up a duck-billed instrument that was about eight inches long. Its metal gleamed in the light. "This is called a Pederson speculum. I'm going to insert it into your vagina and open the blades."

"A Pederson speculum?" asked Momma. "I've never known it had a formal name."

Dr. Malstrom nodded and said, "There are several sizes, depending on the sexual experience of the patient and the length of her vaginal opening. They were developed by three different gynecologists, and are named after those doctors." He stepped to a drawer and pulled out two more of the instruments. Holding up the largest, he said, "This is a Graves speculum. I use this during my examination of your vagina, Anna, and with Louise as well. You both have a history of sexual experience involving multiple penile penetration and large-format foreign-object insertions. Your vaginas are well-stretched and if I used a smaller device, it wouldn't open you or your eldest daughter enough for me to conduct a proper visual examination or your vaginal canal or cervix." He considered the instrument for a moment. "Depending on how Cassy presents at her next appointment, I may begin using this on her as well."

Momma raised her eyebrows. "I guess I've learned something today!"

The doctor held up the smaller device. "This is the Huffman speculum and I use this on patients who are not yet sexually active or present with an intact hymen. Some cultures and religions believe an intact hymen is an important sign of virginity and should remain untorn until penile penetration. The blades are narrower to better accommodate the smaller opening and won't prematurely tear the hymen." Stepping back to the table, he held up the instrument he was intending to use on Lilly. She could see it was thicker and longer than the Huffman device.

"Even though Lilly isn't sexually active, and by that I mean men are not yet penetrating her vagina with their penises, her hymen is torn and she's masturbating regularly with the use of foreign objects. However, it's apparent by my initial examination of her vagina that her use of them is still only cursory and exploratory. Her vaginal opening hasn't been stretched very much." He pulled the handle and the blades separated. Lilly eyed the speculum and swallowed. It would open her wider than she'd ever dared try with her beloved bottle.

"This speculum is sized so as not to cause too much discomfort, but will open Lilly wide enough for me to see her vaginal walls and cervix." He looked at Lilly's special place and continued. "As you penetrate yourself more deeply - especially with the wine bottle - the stretching and lengthening of your vaginal opening will increase naturally. When you do eventually become sexually active, men with thicker penises will also lengthen your opening." He smiled at her. "All of which is part of the normal maturation process a young woman goes through in terms of her developing sexual experience. Lilly, does that all make sense?"

"Yes, sir." His tone was even and matter-of-fact, like Mr. and Mrs. Vatspalt when it came to talking about sex, which made it easier to discuss. She noted the doctor referred to her as a "young woman" and this made her feel good; as if his examination of her body was causing the shedding of her old life.

Nodding, he next picked up a tube-shaped instrument that looked like a funnel. It was clear plastic and longer than the speculum. "This is the anoscope. With the speculum in place and fully open, I'm going to insert this into your rectum. As it goes deeper, it will widen the opening of your anus." He applied lubricant to both instruments. "Now, Lilly, these will penetrate you further than the length of my fingers. And they are obviously wider. So, similar to the bimanual procedure, this will go easier if you follow my breathing instructions. Are you ready?"

She rested her head against the table and closed her eyes. "Yes, sir."

"Deep breath in. Hold it. As I push the speculum in, exhale slowly."

She felt the cold blades against her lips. "And exhale...now."

"Oh!"

Turning the instrument, he said, "Good, Lilly. Now, another breath as I open the blades."

Staring up at the camera in the ceiling, she groaned as the device forcefully stretched open her special place. She was thankful she hadn't come to see Dr. Malstrom before the Vatspalts had taught her the benefits of rigorous bottle work.
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