Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 52241 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 261(@200wpm)___ 209(@250wpm)___ 174(@300wpm)
“Yes, yes—and the panties too.” Dr. Keller made an impatient motion.
“Really?” I felt so awkward getting completely naked in front of a stranger. I didn’t mind undressing in front of Jack—he’d seen my naked body last night, several times. Seen it and touched it—touched me. Just the memory made me feel hot and cold all over.
I had woken up naked in his arms that morning, but he had left the bed quickly and was acting all businesslike—as though he hadn’t rubbed against me and touched me and helped me come the night before. I wished so much he would be sweet and cuddle me again, but he seemed to be feeling guilty about what we had done together—even though, in my mind at least—all of it had been completely necessary.
“Really. You are getting undressed now, girl. Take the panties off!” Dr. Keller demanded, bringing me back to cold reality.
Slowly, I slipped off my white cotton panties and stood shivering in the middle of her exam room. There was an ancient skeleton in one corner which seemed to be grinning at me—I shivered and tried not to look at it, concentrating instead on the laminated plastic charts on the wall. Once showed the female reproductive system only it looked funny to me—strange in some way I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
“Yes, yes…very good. Very good…” Dr. Keller circled me, her sharp little eyes raking over my body. She had me lift my arms and hold up my breasts so she could see their undersides.
“These have gotten bigger recently, I think?” she asked, as she watched me lift the heavy globes, one by one.
“Yes, they have,” I said, surprised. “But…how did you know?”
“I have seen it often—yes, I have,” she said, nodding and clicking her tongue. “And your nipples—they are darker, yes?”
“Well…yes, I guess they are.” I frowned down at myself. I had noticed that my nipples were a much darker pink than usual, but I had attributed it to the way Jack had been sucking them so long and hard the night before, to prove there was no nectar in my breasts. Come to think of it, the areolas had grown too—they were wide bands of dark pink at the ends of my breasts.
“Yes, I thought as much. Spread your legs girl—let me see your thighs!”
Blushing, I did as she said. She put on a pair of spectacles and peered at me, but then she shook her head.
“Bah—I can see nothing like this. Come—up on the exam table you get!”
She gestured at the bulky exam table in the center of the room. It looked like something out of a gynecologist’s office—there was even a roll of crackly white paper to cover it and a pair of metal stirrups at the bottom. It bent in the middle so I would be halfway sitting up when I was on it.
I didn’t want to get on the table, naked as I was, but Jack put an arm around my shoulders and urged me gently.
“It’s all right, baby girl,” he murmured in my ear. “Dr. Keller takes care of all the girls around these parts—you’ll be okay.”
Feeling reassured by his soft words and gentle touch, I allowed him to help me onto the table and spread my legs, placing my feet in the stirrups.
“Very good—very good.” Dr. Keller nodded as she peered down at my pussy. I was afraid she was going to touch me, but she only looked with those sharp little eyes, nearly buried in webs of wrinkles.
“Do you see a Were Mark?” Jack asked her anxiously. “Like I said, I didn’t see one but—”
“What’s a Were Mark?” I asked, interrupting him. I was getting tired of everyone talking this strange lingo I didn’t understand!
“The Mark to prove if you are a Were, of course!” Dr. Keller snapped, which didn’t answer anything at all. “You say her mother was an Omega and her father was an Alpha?” she asked Jack.
He nodded.
“Yes—both of them came from long lines of Weres—very well established in the Pack. Her mother, Mellissa, was always worried that Madison here never got her Mark.”
“What does the Mark look like?” I asked, interjecting again. “Is it like the swirly blue tattoos you have on your arms, Jack?”
“Something like that.” He nodded. “It usually shows up when you’re ten or eleven, or even younger, Princess. But you don’t seem to have one anywhere.”
“I did, though,” I said, thinking of the strange, swirling blue tattoo I had seen on my inner thigh just after he had come to stay with me.
“What do you mean you did, girl?” Dr. Keller demanded. “Where was it?”
“Well…here.” I showed her, pointing to the spot on my inner thigh, just beside my pussy. “But it was only there for a minute. I felt a tingling and when I looked down, I saw it. But then it just…faded away.” I shrugged. “Is that important?”