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Lola swung her feet and nervously chewed on one of her blonde french braids as she sat in the waiting room of her local pediatricians office. Lola, a young girl of 8, had been having some problems with bedwetting lately, and despite her insistence otherwise, her mother had dragged her to the doctors for an examination.
Lola hated the doctors. They always smelled weird and chemically and they poked her with cold equipment. She hated it, hated it, hated it! When she was a grown up she would never go the doctors, not ever, even if her foot was falling off and her stomach was exploded out, she wouldn't, no wa-
“Lola Jones?”
Gosh darn it. Lola slowly followed behind her mom through the creepy steel doors of the office. They weren't actually creepy or made of steel, but Lola liked to be dramatic.
Her mom sighed at Lola's intentionally slow pace and aggressively pulled her down the hallway and into one of the rooms. Lola chewed her pigtail even more intensely, anxiety building as her mother pushed through the door and-
“Hi there Lola! How are you doing today friend? I like your pigtails!” A pleasant looking brunette woman greeted her at the door. She had square glasses, her hair was in a pony tail and she wore pink sparkly scrubs. She looked about 40 but gave off an inviting aura.
“Mrphh mrpp mphh mrr.” Lola mumbled incoherently as she chewed on her pigtails.
“Lola stop that!” Her mom gently bat Lola on the head. “How many times have I told you to keep your hair out of your mouth, now say hello to the nice doctor and say it properly!”
“H-hi.” Lola squeaked out shyly. She was now playing with the strings of her slightly over sized hoodie, debating if it was worth being yelled at again if she put the strings in her mouth.
“It's ok to step on in! I don't bite!” The woman smiled gently. She seemed nice enough, but Lola was still nervous. Looks meant nothing in this cruel world, there were plenty of doctors that bit children, or so she had read about in horror books.
She begrudgingly shuffled in, once again, purposefully moving as slowly as possible. Lola's mother groaned in annoyance.
Lola stared down at her feet, nervously chewing at her hoodie strings after she had finally arrived in the office, a full minute of shuffling later.
“Hey, Lola, look at me kiddo.” The doctor, she had bent down and was now at eye level with Lola. Lola slowly looked up, eyes preemptively watering just in case the doctor told her she had cancer or Hashimotos or some other scary disease she saw on a tv show.
“I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm just here to check and make sure you're doing ok, and if I find any problem, any problem at all, I'm here to fix it and make you all better got it?”
Lola nodded, slightly comforted that she didn't have cancer, for now.
“Now I want you to stand on that scale by the table, to see how big and tall you've gotten since your last visit. Then I want you to hop on to that table over there, and I'm gonna check you over real fast. Now just a quick warning, I'm gonna have to touch you a little bit, but this is just to make sure your body is in tip top shape, got it?”
Lola nodded again, spat out one of her hoodie strings headed over to the scale. The doctor said she was four feet tall and 54 pounds, which probably meant that she was fat.
She shuffled over to the examination table and climbed on with great difficulty.
The doctor helped, and Lola noticed her hand spent a great deal of time on her bottom, but she dismissed it. She looked down on it, it was decorated with colorful pink hippos and rainbow balloons. She wondered how many kids had previously died on it.
“Im gonna put this little cuff on your arm, it's gonna squeeze real tight and it might pinch just a little but it is only to see if your heart is working ok. You're a big strong girl though, so I know you can handle it.”
Lola was not big, or strong, but she held her breath and toughed it out as the blood pressure cuff squeezed seemingly all the blood out her arm.
“Now I'm gonna get your temperature.”
Lola gagged dramatically and pretended to choke on the thermometer probe.
The doctor lady then held up her stethoscope and indicated for Lola to lift up her hoodie.
“Now take a deep breath in, hold for 4, now out.”
The doctor moved her stethoscope away and stared intensely at Lola's chest, an unreadable look starting to cloud her eyes.
“Umm, am I ok?”
The doctor seemed to snap out of it, cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she quickly glanced at Lola’s mom, who was scrolling on her phone in the corner.
“Yes, yes, of course, you can put your hoodie down now.
Lola pulled it down quickly and looked nervously at the clock at the wall. The stress of the doctors was starting to get unbearable, how long had she been here anyways? It felt like hours.
“Now I'm gonna give your knee a little bonk.” The nurse pulled out a giant hammer and Lola screamed dramatically as the doctor brutally smashed her kneecap. Her knee bounced slightly. Lola's mother looked up in concern then sighed in frustration and went back to texting.
“Ok Lola, everything looks good, your heart is working good, your lungs are good, your reflexes are great! But your main issue was with your bed wetting correct?”
“My mom's issue or whatever, I can just put a blanket over it.”
“Right, so when did this start?”
“Two months ago.” Lola's mother chimed in.
“Do you have any idea what caused it?”
Lola began to open her mouth but was promptly cut off by her annoying mother.
“None whatsoever, she hasn't wet the bed in years but randomly started again, she says she doesn't know either.”
“Any recent stress or injury?”
Lola once again began to speak, but was once again cut off.
“Not that I know off.”
“Alright, thank you. This is very important information Mrs. Jones, but I will have to ask Lola some private questions and do a more thorough examination. I'm afraid you have to step out for a couple minutes, just so Lola feels comfortable.”
“No problem.” Lola's mother put her phone in her purse and stepped out of the room, moving five times faster than what Lola had taken to enter in the first place.
Lola winced as she heard the door shut behind her, now the doctor would bite her for sure!
“Now Lola.” The doctor gave her a warm smile and placed a hand on Lola's shoulder. “It's just us two in her, whatever you tell me, I swear it wont leave the room. I know that things at school can be rough, and your getting close to that age were bodies starting changing, is there anything important you feel the need to share, if only with me?”
Lola pouted and folded her arms.
The doctor paused and seemed to think. “Lola, if you tell me whats wrong, the sooner we can get this issue sorted out, and the sooner your mom will leave you alone.”
Lola looked up, curious. She hadn't even thought of that.
“Umm, well, two months ago I watched this really scary documentary.”
“Mmmhmm.”
“About this fish that crawled up a guys wee wee-”
“Go on.”
“And now I'm worried, real worried doc, what if when I sit down, and it's all dark cause it's nighttime, a fish swims up my pee and lives inside me?”
“Sweetheart.” The doctor looked slightly amused, though she was trying to hide it. Her hand was still on our shoulder, now caressing her. “Theres nothing swimming in your toilet, and I mean nothing, those kinds of fish, and yes I know the ones your talking about, I watch those scary documentaries too, only live in the Amazon. We live in Minnesota, America. Besides, you don't even have a wee wee, which would make it much harder even if you did live in the Amazon.”
“But-”
“Sweetie, if you're really that concerned, I can double check for you and make sure that there is nothing hiding in there ok?”
“Umm ok.”
Lola stared at the doctor. The doctor stared back at her. They stared at each other for a good, awkward couple of seconds.
“Lola, I'm gonna need you to take off your pants and undies for this ok?”
Lola swallowed nervously, nodded her head, and slowly slipped her shorts, tights, and day of the week panties. Today was Saturday.
Lola's face flushed, she felt incredibly awkward, and…something else. She had never shown her private parts to anyone but her mom, and that was only when she was a real little kid getting her diaper changed. This felt…different.
“I'm gonna need you to spread your legs a little so I can get a really good look at you and make sure there's no fishes. And don't worry, I'll go in depth, can't have any fishes swimming around our patients now can we?” The doctor grinned at Lola, looking a little too eager.
Lola took note of the fact that she used the word “fishes” plural. She also took note of the fact that she wore no gloves.
The doctor noticed her staring at her gloveless hands. “Ahh gloves, us doctors don't usually wear them for fish checks like these, the smell of the nitrile might scare the fish even farther up your pee hole, if it's there of course.”
Lola nodded, that made sense to her.
“Now I'm gonna start touching ok? Don't be scared, this is just normal procedure for when we have to take a good look at a patient.”
Lola nodded again, she wondered if her head would fall if she nodded it too much.
She suddenly squealed as she felt the doctor's hands caress her outer folds.
“No hair yet huh? That's good, that's very good.” Then, without any hesitation whatsoever, she spread apart Lola's lower lips.
Lola could feel the older woman's breath against her clit as she leaned in closer. It tickled, but in a funny way, a really funny way. For some reason she felt really sensitive down there. She had never felt like that before. She wondered why the doctor was breathing so heavily, she almost seemed to be panting.
The doctor narrowed her eyes in concentration, took one single finger, and slowly prodded her clit. Lola gasped each time. Now her privates were feeling really sensitive.
She still wasn't sure what this sensation was, but she kind of wanted more of it. She lifted up the front of her hoodie and spread her legs a little bit to give the doctor easier access.
The doctor noticed this and smiled. Then she did something strange, she gave the little bean in between Lola's pussy a flick. Lola whimpered and felt her clit throb.
She could almost feel it growing bigger. But that was weird right, there was no way? Only boys wee wees grew, she must have been imagining it.
There was something else strange going on, she felt wet, like really wet. She wondered if she had peed herself. She peered down closely at the strange wet substance that seemed to be oozing out her pussy.
The doctor also took notice, scooped up some of the transparent nectar between her two fingers, and slowly examined it.
“I don't see any fish in here.” She gave it a quick smell. “Doesn't smell like fish, very good Lola.” To Lola's utmost shock, the doctor even stuck her tongue out and gave it a lick. “It tastes very good too, nothing like a stinky Amazonian fish, but I must continue checking to make absolutely sure.”
The doctor's hand crept towards her clit again. Lola whimpered as the doctor gently rubbed the tip in circles with a single finger.
“Don't take this the wrong way Lola, and I mean this from a purely professional standpoint, but you have very, very, pretty looking pretty looking private parts. Your clit, this bean part that I'm touching, not only looks very good, but also seems to be in perfect working order, as I can tell by your face.”
Lola blushed and covered her face with the bottom of her hoodie. She then gasped and uncovered as she felt something wet and warm rubbing her little bean-clit?
“Shhh shhh shh, it's ok sweetheart, I'm just giving you a standard clean, we do this to all her patients after an examination.”
Lola knew it was a standard medical procedure, but she wondered why the doctor was focusing so intensely on her clit and clit alone. The wipes were so wet and warm and soft against her sensitive little bean, she almost imagined it was what a tongue would feel like against her privates. What would a tongue feel like against her privates? If it felt anything as overwhelmingly pleasurable as this, she hoped the doctor would clean her that way next
The doctor wiped up and down Lola's clit gently with the warm wipes. Lola moaned and rocked her hips up and down in tandem, spreading her legs as wide as she could on the table and arching her hips up as she watched the doctor thoroughly clean her clitoris from top to bottom, then top to bottom again.
The doctor smiled deviously, stared directly into Lola's eyes, pinched her engorged clit gently between her thumb and her index finger, and started stroking Lola’s sensitive bud vigorously up and down.
Lola moaned even harder, an unusual, warm feeling building in her lower tummy. Her privates felt so warm, so warm, and the wipes where so soft and good feeling against her clit. She felt pressure building in her privates and her tummy felt tight like something was gonna come out. She wasn't sure how much longer she could hump her little pussy into her doctors fingers before she had an accident.
“Lola, are you feeling ok? I'm almost done cleaning you alright, just a couple more seconds.”
Lola couldn't answer, there were too many overwhelming feelings, all concentrated on her highly sensitive privates. The intense stare of the doctors into her eyes, her neutral, professional expression as she furiously stroked the eight year old's clit up and down in her adult woman fingers. The tickly good feeling was building up, Lola felt like she was going to go potty all over the woman's face. She didn't know what to do, so she covered her face again with the bottom of her hoodie and aggressively thrust her swollen, sensitive clit into the woman's fingers.
Then.
Lola gasped. It felt heavenly. It was like a dam had burst and all the pressure had been relieved at once. Her hips lifted fully off of the table as her clitoris throbbed in rapid succession. She squirted directly onto the doctor's face, absolutely coating her glasses and getting on her lips and lower face covered in little girl squirt.
The doctor watched her carefully as Lola calmed down from her orgasm, or, as Lola would call it, “that really good tingly feeling.”
The doctor took off her glasses and rubbed the squirt off on her scrubs, then she simply licked the remaining squirt juice off her lower lips.
“Is there any left on my face sweetie pie?”
Lola just panted and stared up at her.
“Alright Lola, I'm all done inspecting the outside of your privates. Lets just get you cleaned up for now, I think you may be a day time wetter as well. After this I will talk to your mom so we can get you another appointment booked and inspect the inside of your privates as well. I fear we are all out of time for today and I have other patients. You did very good during your examination though, and for that I'm giving you a lollipop.”
Lola squirmed happily as the doctor finished cleaning up her privates, wiped down the table, and gave her a cherry lollipop. Lola still felt a funny achey feeling in her lower tummy and privates though, and her undies felt wet shortly after putting them on, but at least she knew that maybe, just maybe, visits to the doctor weren't so bad after all. They could even feel good, really good.