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"So, you only had a short time left, and the rest of your days were full, I take it?"
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>She nods.
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>You pinch the bridge of your nose, going over the situation.
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>Both of you are pretty unlucky, then.
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"Well, how's about we just get this over with, and try to pretend it never happened, okay?"
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>Yeah right.
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>You would have fapped to your experience with her from the other day about sixteen times by now if she didn't have a shitty, sore infested asshole.
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>Yes, you are a pervert of the highest degree, and you regret nothing.
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>She sighs with a bit of an annoyed look on her face.
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>"I guess that's all we can do."
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>You stand up.
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>"Welp, let's get on with it, then. Could you turn around?"
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>With a sigh of defeat, she gets to her hooves, and turns around.
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"Okay, I'm going to examine your mammary glands now. You're going to feel me move your tail, but only enough to get access to your breasts; then, I'll just feel around a bit."
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>Twilight swallows, then affirms your words.
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>You go to move her tail, but notice her body language.
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>She's still a bit tense and shaky.
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>Exasperatedly, you place a hand on her back, which humorously enough, keeps her from leaping through the ceiling.
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"It's going to be fine, just try to think happy thoughts, and I'll do the rest, okay?"
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>Nervously, the pony looks back at you, completely failing at hiding her uneasy emotions.
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>"Uh-huh..."
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>There's got to be a way to calm her down... You could always just go through it with her being near the verge of a mental breakdown the whole time, but that's just not you.
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>You can't stand seeing your friends like this.
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>Think, Anon...
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>...
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>An idea pops into your head.
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>You take the hand from her back, and raise it to behind her ear.
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>Twilight has always hinted at liking this, though she'd never admit it straight out.
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>At first, she tenses up, but to your relief, she comes back down and relaxes almost completely soon enough.
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>Normally, you'd never do anything like this to a patient, at risk of losing your job, but Twilight is a different case.
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>"I'm sorry, Anon... I just haven't been touched like that before. The last time I was here was the most I've ever experienced in that department."
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>You wear a gentle smile.
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"I understand. I get plenty of patients like this."
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>Actually, you never got anyone as bad as Twilight here.
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>Hell, even Fluttershy was less of a wreck than this bookpone during her first time visiting you.
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"So, are you ready?"
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>This time, Twilight's tone is more sure and relaxed.
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>"Yes, I am..."
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>For extra measures, you keep scratching behind her ears and petting her head as you reach between her two back legs.
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>You push a few fingers into her left breast, feeling around for anything out of the ordinary.
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>Your fingers continue along in a small circular pattern, going around the diameter of her left glands.
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>The process is finished when you pinch her nipple.
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>Twilight lets out a small grunt of surprise at this, but is ultimately calmed down by your other hand's work.
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>When you are sure everything checks out okay, you test the other one.
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>Same process as last time, feel around the surrounding area, pinch the nipple, and visually observe for anything unusual.
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>You bring your hands away.
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"Okay, that's it for that part, now it's time for the worst part."
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>"W-worst part?"
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>You've already turned to get out your next instrument.
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"Well, at least according to most mares I've talked to."
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>Calling it "the worst part" may not have been that great of an idea; most of them said it was the worst part, but still not terrible.
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>Words never were your strong suit, though you still like to think you have the best bedside manner.
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>By this time, your bookworm friend has turned back to observe what you are doing.
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>You turn back to Twilight, holding up an instrument that looks like a really long duck's bill.
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>A small bowl of warm water is in your other hand.
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>Her pupils shrink, and she stammers.
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>"A... A s-speculum..?"
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>Here we go again...
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"I'll be gentle, I promise. Now here, try to relax while I do this."
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>You approach once more, her worried eyes watching you the entire time.
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>"I-I read about this... I'm... I'm nervous..."
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>Neither of those statements are a surprise.
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>You set the speculum down in the water as you form a plan.
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>Will petting work again?
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>Only one way to find out.
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>You place your hand on her head again, and start to stroke down her neck.
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>She leans into your hand almost immediately.
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>When you are sure she is entranced enough, you clasp up her tail to keep it out of the way, then begin the examination of her outer genitals.
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>Her outer labia are fine, medium sized, with only a slightly darker shade of purple fur covering them.
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>Next, you spread them to gain access to her slightly deeper parts.
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>Surprisingly, you see a little bit of light reflect off of her inner labia.
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>Twilight is moist? That's a little odd, considering how close to a panic attack she was five minutes ago...
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>Could it be that the breast exam stimulated her a little?
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>Whatever, probably no big deal.
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>Everything looks fine in there, so all that leaves is her anus.
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>You place your index and middle finger on it, and spread it open enough just to check for anything out of the ordinary.
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>It's clean, and free of any sores or the like.
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>Nothing here, good.
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>You grab the speculum out of the water.
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"Okay, Twilight. I'm about to insert the speculum.
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>Though she is more relaxed than normal, you sense some tension in her response.
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>"Alright..."
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>Her eyes shut in anticipation.
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>Slowly, you press the spreading instrument into her vaginal entrance.
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>Twilight's breath hitches when she feels it's touch.
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"Is this too hot, or too cold?"
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>She replies hesitantly.
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>"I-It's fine..."
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>You add more pressure.
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>She whimpers as it slides in.
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>The squelching noises it makes as it makes her way down her canal doesn't help her nerves, either.
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>Sensing her relaxation wavering, you bring her a bit closer, doing your best to give her a hug while still in this position.
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"Shh shh shh... It'll be alright..."
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>The pony's breathing is shallow and quick.
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>You pause, waiting for her to regain composure.
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>She presses her face into the crook of your elbow; her voice is muffled when she speaks.
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>"Go on..."
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>With her permission, you slide it the rest of the way in, the start to open it.
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>You start with one click.
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>Then two.
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>Then three.
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>And so on, until she is completely opened.
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>By the second click, Twilight had begun gripping your arm with her front hoof.
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>It's like a vice grip, you can hardly move it.
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>A few tears fall from her clenched eyes onto your arm as you swab her uterus with a wooden spatula type tool.
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>Once you get the samples onto the respective lab slides, you get to work removing the speculum.
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>Even after it's out, Twilight keeps her death grip on your arm.
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>The last part of the exam is next, then this will all be over.
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>It took about three minutes to finally get detached from Twilight's iron grip.
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>You take the lubricant from your drawer, and squeeze a large amount onto your fingers.
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"Now, after that last part, this should be pretty simple, right?"
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>The mare looks at you, still maintaining a hint of uncertainty in her gaze.
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>"Yeah, I think so..."
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>Good, she's getting easier to work with now.
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>You sense something else in her gaze as you look into her eyes.
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>...
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>"You want me to keep doing what I've been doing..?"
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>For the first time in a while, a smile, though a bit sheepish, makes it's way onto her face.
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>"If it's of no trouble..."
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>You smile and chuckle.
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>"Alright."
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>Her tail is still pinned back, so you have no need to deal with that.
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>You stoke her mane as you begin to insert two of your fingers into her vagina.
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>It's easy to gain access this time around, she's a lot more relaxed.
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>Your fingers dance around her insides as you try to get the best angle to feel her inner organs.
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>Twilight begins to let out a few moans, and her face starts turning red as you do this.
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>You can't really get a good read on things without your other hand during this portion of the exam.
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>"Could you lie on your back, please?"
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>This time around, she actually does as she's asked with no fuss.
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>You put your fingers back in, and press down on her abdomen.
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>The mare's moans come back full force.
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"You doing okay, Twi?"
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>You subconsciously keep feeling around as you ask her this.
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>The moans increase in intensity, and you swear you feel something tap the hand that you have partially inside of Twilight right now.
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>You are about to stop and see just what the hell is going on, when you feel an influx of moisture pour over your gloved hand.
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>What the...
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>You look down and see Twilight's pelvic area shaking, and her clitoris winking out of it's hiding place.
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>She...
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>She was turned on by this.
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>And she came all over your hand.
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>This is definitely a first for you.
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>You look up, only to see a heavily blushing unicorn, with a look of utter horror on her face.
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>You have no words.
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>In your few short months of working here, you've had a few compliments thrown your way when you've had your fingers inside some of the local mares, but you've never fully gotten them off.
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>Well, until now, that is.
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>Though this is really not the time, you feel an almost overwhelming sense of pride at what you've managed to do by accident.
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>At the same time, however, you really aren't surprised.
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>While asking her the typical questions about her health at the beginning, the topic of sexual activity had been brought up.
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>When you asked if she had ever gotten it on with anyone, she simply shook her head.
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>The next few seconds go by with no words as you pull out your fingers and remove your gloves.
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>You can't avoid getting the mare juice all over your hands, there's just too much covering the one glove.
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>Unintentionally, you look up at Twilight's face.
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>She's covering up her face, chocking back sobs of humiliation.
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"Twilight, are you okay? Don't worry about it, I'm sure that plenty of ponies do this during their appointments."
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>You're pretty sure that it doesn't actually happen all that often.
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>That was really just a poor attempt to make her feel better.
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>"I-I just... Want t-to go home..."
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>You have no clue how to deal with this.
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>It might just be best to just go on with your business, and let her have some alone time once you're done.
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>After quickly tossing out the gloves and washing up your hands, you go over the checklist that you keep for yourself.
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>Something pretty shitty catches your eye.
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>Pretty literally, in fact.
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-Proctology Follow-up-
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>Fuck.
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>Sometimes, you think you take your job a bit too far, even if it is for the patient's own good.
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>So, traumatize your friend even more for her own good, or let her go for now?
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>Honestly, it wasn't too bad of a case, but you don't really know if it could come back again soon; especially seeing as you didn't tell her to change her diet.
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>Fuck it. White Knight doctor mode activate.
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>Even if she disowns you, at least she'll be okay.
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>Totally not being an anal probing pervert.
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>Even you don't know your intentions anymore.
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>Alright, here we go; let's go ruin a friendship!
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>You look at Twilight, laying on the table in shame.
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"I need to do a quick follow up on your exam from the other day to be sure you are recovering okay back there."
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>She half groans, half sobs.
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>"F-fine..."
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>Uh.
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>You might have broken her with that bi-manual exam.
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>Losing no time, you slip on a new pair of gloves, and lube up your fingers.
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"You ready?"
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>A wordless nod is your response.
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>You probe her anus with your fingers.
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>This time, they slip in with relative ease.
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>Twilight makes her typical grunts and moans as you palpate her rectum.
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>You add pressure to multiple sides of her inner walls, and don't find anything bad.
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>It looks like she's clean, and fully healed; at least for now.
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>Having finished your duty, you pull out, and dispose of your hand ware.
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"Well, that's all... Uhh... Here, you can wipe yourself off with these."
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>You hand her a box of tissues.
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>She takes one out with her magic, and wipes herself while still covering her face.
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>Trying to come out of your confusion, you keep talking.
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"You appear to be healthy, no problems as far as I can tell. The exam is over, and you are free to go."
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>A bright light fills the room as Twilight teleports away.
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>You peek outside the door to see a purple streak running down the hall and out the door.
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>The rest of the day goes by normally for the most part.
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>A few of the remaining co-workers asked just what the hell happened between you and Twilight in that room.
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>You never told them what really happened, out of respect for your friend's privacy.
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>Doctor-Patienr Confidentiality wouldn't allow you to, anyway.
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>As much as you don't want to, you feel that you should go talk to Twilight.
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>Since she's had some time to cool off, maybe you could settle any uneasy feelings between you and her.
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>You leave the office at around 8 PM, and start heading directly to Twilight's library.
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>As you round a corner of a house, you become aware of a faint violet glow coming from the direction of your destination.
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>Finding this a bit out of the ordinary, you pick up your pace.
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>Not too long later, you find yourself standing in front of the source of the light.
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>Surrounding Twilight's house is a large, magenta colored bubble.
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"What's this..?"
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>You walk up and press your hand into it.
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>Thankfully, it's just a solid mass, and not something like an electric fence.
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>Those things always gave you trouble back on earth.
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>What? You had places you needed to get to!
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>You knock on the barrier a few times as if it were a door.
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>Then you wait for a response.
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>It takes about half a minute before a small, purple lizard opens the front door and comes out to you.
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>This lizard's name is Spike.
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>You think it is, anyway. Half of the town could give less of a shit about the bastard.
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>"Oh, hey Anon! What's up?"
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>You take your hands off the magic shield and speak.
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"I was going to ask the same thing, actually. What's with the extra security?"
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>Spike crosses his arms.
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>"Twilight came running through the door crying earlier today after her appointment. She flew up the stairs, and made this barrier spell a few minutes later."
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>Well, you could have guessed that.
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>If what he says happened like it did, then he probably didn't get any info out of her that you could use.
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>"I'm really worried about her, Anon. She won't answer anything I ask, and just asks me to leave her alone. I know she goes to the same office you work at. Do you know what's wrong?"
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>You scratch the back of your head.
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>Should you tell him? He is kind of just a kid.
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>Ah screw it. You enjoy corrupting innocence.
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"Well, yeah, I do. Here's what happened..."
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>After giving him a quick rundown on how your exams work, you tell him exactly what happened to Twilight.
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>And now here he stands, bright red in the face, sweating bullets.
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"You uh... You alright?"
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>You say this while trying to hold back a grin.
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>"U-uh, yeah, just... just fine! Heh heh..."
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>Looking down further, you notice a bump forming just below his scaly belly, just between his legs.
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"Spike... You've got a little..."
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>You are rudely interrupted when he shouts.
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>"IT'S NOT LITTLE!"
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>And then he storms back into the house, slamming the door.
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>You are left out in the mild summer night trying not to laugh your ass off.
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>Nobody likes kids, anyway.
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>Well now, looks like someone's insecure about certain parts of their body.
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>He kind of reminds you of yourself when you were younger.
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>Who knows, you might be able to get along with him if you try to put some time in.
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>For now, though, you need to think of a way to catch Twilight.
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>You aren't busting through that shield any time soon.
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>Perhaps you can catch her tomorrow.
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>It's about time that you got some rest.
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>...
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>Four days have passed.
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>You still never got the chance to talk to Twilight again.
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>Fucking work schedule is strict, bro.
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>At least your damn clinic isn't understaffed anymore.
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>You're in the hallway, looking at the list that contains who you have to attend to next.
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>Let's see, you've already had Bon Bon, Big Macintosh, Bulk Biceps, and Berry Punch.
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>You didn't expect to see Berry back that soon.
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>The places that mare can get a beer bottle stuck in never ceases to amaze you.
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>Your eyes scroll further down the list.
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>A new name catches your eye.
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-Evening Twinkle, Room 2C, 3:00 PM-
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>Something about that name sounds familiar.
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>Having new patients always freshens up the workday.
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>This one also appears to be the next in your queue.
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>Wasting no more time, you head for the room that the nurse put this new patient in.
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>After your routine knock and entrance, you get to see what this new patient looks like.
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>A young unicorn mare with deep blue fur, and a mane with a slightly more purple tint to it is sitting on the table.
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>The aforementioned mane is tied up in the back, setting it into a ponytail.
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>You giggle internally.
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>Her cutie mark is that of an open book with a bookmark in the middle of it.
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>The colors really don't do it for you.
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>Hairstyle could be better, too.
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>5/10 might bang if drunk.
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>What? You always rate your new female patients!
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>Just a little tradition.
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"Hello there, Miss Twinkle, it's nice to meet you! How are you feeling today?"
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>You extend your hand for a hand/hoofshake.
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>The mare grips it with her hoof and you shake it.
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>You start pressing down a bit above your fingers, trying to feel for any abnormalities in her internal organs.
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>While doing this, you look back up at her face for any signs of discomfort.
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>A blush starts to fade into her face as you maneuver your hands around.
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>Ignoring her demeanor, you continue your job.
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"Do you feel any discomfort or tenderness when I do this?"
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>A deep breath, and then a reply comes from the mare.
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>"Nothing there..."
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>You twist your fingers.
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"And here?"
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>Another response, but this one sounds more like a sigh more than anything.
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>"Mmm-mmm..."
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>Next, you start feeling at her cervix.
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>Nothing out of the ordinary here, either.
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>You start retracting your fingers, when you suddenly get stopped by the feeling of resistance.
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>"I-I think I feel something t-there!"
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>Caught off guard, you start pressing your fingers in different directions, looking for the area you just touched.
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"Here?"
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>"No..."
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"What about here?"
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>"Not there..."
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"This spo-"
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>"YES, RIGHT THERE!"
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>This is weird, she's complaining about this spot, but you don't feel anything...
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>You press a little harder on the suspected area.
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>"Ooooh... right there..."
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>This might be a job for an ultrasound...
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>In one final attempt, you stroke and probe the area to be sure you haven't missed anything.
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>That's when the familiar sensation of fluid running down your gloved hand hits you.
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>Her vagina muscles tighten with three times the grip than they already had.
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>Out of panic and confusion, you try to pull your hand out to no avail.
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"What in the-"
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>Then she begins to glow.
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>Her fur starts emitting magic particles as the glow's intensity rises.
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>This isn't how you want to die.
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>Sure, you wanted to die in an explosion while covered in pussy, but not like this!
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>You have to close your eyes from how bright it is.
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>Is this it? Is this what it will be like to die?
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>Two fingers deep in some alien horse that you've never met?
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>You just stand there, eyes clenched shut, waiting for the end.
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>But it never comes.
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>By some miracle, the glow starts to die down, until you can open your eyes again.
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>You can't make out Evening's features until the glow is completely gone.
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>But something's off about her.
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>Her coat is purple.
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>So is her mane but it's slightly darker, and more blue.
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>It has a two slightly different shaded pink stripes running down to her bangs.
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>Where her cutie mark is, there is a pink and white starburst in place of the book that once adorned her flank.
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>You can't be fucking serious.
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"...Twilight?"
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