I had just negotiated a new contract with the company I work for and part of the package was a new life insurance policy. Instead of paying more income tax on a pay rise I accepted the insurance policy.

Of course this meant that I had to attend the mandatory medical examination and duly I received notice that I had an appointment a few days later with Dr. S. Wosilenski, the insurance company's doctor.

The day of the examination arrived and I arrived on time for my 4.00 pm appointment. I was warmly welcomed by a pretty and efficient receptionist, Erica, who helped me fill in the necessary forms. She informed me that Dr.Wosilenski was running a little late but that I wouldn't have long to wait.

I was leafing through a magazine when a door opened and a female voice said,
"Come in Mr. Appleby, I'll see you now."

It had not occurred to me that the doctor could be female and I was entranced by the lovely looking lady speaking to me. I guessed that the doctor was in her mid thirties and, as far as I could judge, a very nice figure was hiding under the white coat.

The doctor spoke again as I moved towards her room, "Erica, you can go now, Mr. Appleby is my last patient, just lock the door behind you please, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thanks doctor," Erica said, "Goodnight Mr. Appleby, goodnight doctor."

The doctor and I said goodnight to Erica and we went into her office.

She held out her hand saying, "Welcome Mr. Appleby, I'm Dr, Wosilenski but please call me Sonia, my surname is such a mouthful."

"Thank you doctor, I mean Sonia, and please call me Michael."

Sonia sat at her desk reading through the forms I had filled in. I could see her slim legs through the desk and had trouble keeping my eyes raised.

"Hmmmm, this insurance policy calls for a full medical examination Michael, I hope you're not in any rush?" Sonia smiled at me. "I prefer to take my time with these, that's why I have them at the end of the day."

"No that's fine", I replied, "I'm in no hurry."

"You're not nervous about being examined by a lady doctor I hope?"

"Well actually I am a little," I replied, "I don't know why but........."

"Just relax Michael and put yourself in my hands and everything will be fine, now if you will just go through that door into the examination room I will join you in a few minutes. Please take off all your clothes except your undies. You will see a glass beaker on the bench, could you please supply a urine sample."

I did as directed and moved into the examination room. There were two areas; one was blanked off with a pull around curtain. The other had an examination table, a chair, a bench with drawers, an eye chart, weight scales and a coat rack. I didn't look behind the curtains, just removed my clothes and hung them on the coat rack. Dressed now only in my underpants I managed to supply the necessary sample and then sat on the examination table and waited for Sonia.

I didn't have long to wait as Sonia soon arrived and began the examination. She was extremely thorough and very professional. She looked down my throat and into my eyes and ears. My blood pressure was taken as well as a blood sample to be sent to Pathology. She tested my reflexes, listened with her stethoscope to my chest and back, weighed me and tested my eyes with the chart.

Sonia chatted away as the examination progressed, explaining some of the procedures and generally making me feel at ease.

"Now Michael, there are only two more items I have to check," Sonia said with a twinkle in her eye. "I have to examine your prostate gland and your testicles, too ensure that there is no cancer. Do you know what that entails?"

"I've got a pretty good idea Sonia," I said with a wry smile on my face.

"Good," Sonia smiled again, then moved to the curtain which she moved back revealing a medical chair with stirrups. "If you will please remove your underpants and sit in the chair I can proceed with the examination."

"Isn't that chair for ladies' gynecological examinations?" I asked, a little shocked at having to expose myself so much.

"Yes that's right Michael, but it is also excellent for prostate examination."
Sonia explained and again that lovely smile. "Come on now, don't be shy, I am a qualified doctor you know!"

I shrugged my shoulders and grinned back at her, removed my underpants and sat down on the cool leather seat. Sonia assisted me to place my legs in the stirrups and then adjusted the stirrups so that my legs were wide apart. Sonia instructed me to lean back in the chair, which she then tilted back so my back was flat and nearly parallel with the floor. My cock, ball and anus were now completely exposed and open for Sonia's examination.

My head was just high enough to see Sonia pull up the chair, sit down right in front of my open crotch and pull on medical latex gloves. Again she flashed that smile at me before gently grasping my cock and holding it up away from my balls.

As Sonia gently fondled my balls, feeling and checking for any cancerous lumps, she laughed and said, "Michael would you rather have a male doctor or me check your testicles for cancer?"

I was lost for an answer because my cock jerked as she spoke; her fondling was feeling rather nice. Now Sonia had one of my balls in each hand and continued to gently squeeze and feel for any lumps. The thought ran through my mind that perhaps Sonia was taking longer than necessary with this procedure, but I dismissed it as a flight of fantasy.

Sonia's gentle examination of my testes had resulted in a flow of blood into my cock; I was getting an erection!

Sonia chuckled as she watched my cock become partly erect, "Looks like there's nothing wrong with your natural function Michael, please don't be embarrassed, this happens sometimes."

Much to my relief as Sonia spoke she let go of my testicles and I forced myself to think about things non-sexual.

"There is no sign of cancer in your testicles Michael, that is really good, make sure you examine yourself regularly won't you?"

"I sure will Doc, I make sure I do it weekly in the shower' I replied. I was a little worried about the next part of my examination and it must have shown in my voice.

"I guess you know what the next procedure is about Michael," Sonia said in that soothing voice, "Just relax, it won't take long. Has anyone ever examined your prostate before?"

"No, never Sonia," I tried to make a joke, "I guess you could say that when it comes to this I'm a virgin!"

"Very funny Michael," Sonia smiled at me again as she applied some lubricant from a tube to the middle finger of her right hand. "Well, you won't be a virgin much longer!"

Sonia's left hand held my balls and cock out of the way and I felt her lubricated finger probing at my anus. My sphincter muscle automatically tightly closed.

"Just relax Michael, the more you relax the less it will hurt."

I tried to do as Sonia asked and again the finger probed at my opening. I consciously relaxed and her finger slid into the opening.

"Ah, that's better Michael, I'll do this slowly so it doesn't hurt too much."

I felt Sonia's finger slowly twist and work it's way up my rectum causing a strange sensation I had never felt before. Sonia's probing finger was now fully inside and she twisted her hand so that the fingertip could feel my prostate gland.

I groaned, as there was some pain, Sonia said nothing and continued her examination. I realized that my cock was once again getting hard and once again I groaned.

"So this procedure is having the inevitable effect Michael!" Sonia almost sounded triumphant. "Don't be embarrassed, a prostate massage always has effect on a normal male. Some prostitutes and massage therapists do this for their clients you know!"

Sonia finger continued to probe, again I silently wondered once again if she was taking longer than necessary? My cock was now fully erect and my face was flushed.

"Well I'm pleased to report that your prostate feels absolutely normal," Sonia said, without withdrawing her finger. "The examination is now complete and you appear to be very healthy."

After she spoke Sonia partly withdrew her finger and then pushed it all the way in again. Gently she started to frig my arsehole with her finger!

"You seem to be enjoying this Michael," Sonia chuckled again as her finger moved in and out, "Whatever happens now is just between you and me, nobody else ever needs to know, you seem to be enjoying this, do you want me to keep going?"

I realized that Sonia was correct, I was enjoying the sensations that she was creating. A moan of pleasure gave Sonia my answer and her finger returned to the prostate massage.

Sonia stood up without withdrawing her finger, and as I watched, she slowly unbuttoned the front of her white coat, revealing two beautiful breasts partly covered by a small lace bra.

"I think you and I can have a lot of fun tonight Michael," Sonia said as her finger continued to move around my arse, "Do you want to stay?"

"I'd love to Sonia," I panted, "As long as I can swap positions with you later!"

Sonia nodded her agreement as she lowered her mouth around my cock and started to suck. I was in heaven, I was being sucked and fucked at the same time! Although my arse hole was painful the feelings of pleasure far outweighed the pain.

Sonia continued to suck until I could hold on no longer. I erupted, pumping my sperm into her mouth. Sonia swallowed and continued to suck, keeping my cock in her mouth until it grew limp. Her finger finally gave my arse hole some rest as it was removed with a soft 'plop'.

"Oh Michael, that was fantastic," Sonia said licking her lips and removing the gloves, moving around the chair and standing beside me. I watched as she removed her white coat revealing her lace bra and panties.

"I took my dress off while you were undressing," Sonia explained. "I was hoping that something like this would happen the minute I saw you."

Sonia quickly continued before I could answer. "Do you trust me Michael? I think you do. I want you to put yourself in my hands for a while longer. I love being in charge and later you can control me, I love to be spanked you know! You enjoyed that arse fucking didn't you? I want to do a bit more, will you let me?"

It was all happening so quickly all I could do was nod in agreement. Sonia grinned and kissed me passionately, then reached behind her and took a roll of sticky medical tape and a pair of scissors from a shelf. Before I could react she quickly taped my wrists to the arms of the chair. Sonia then stood back and removed her bra and panties, she looked good enough to eat and I silently vowed to do that later. She then moved around to the front of the chair and taped my
legs to the stirrups! I couldn't move and was entirely at her mercy.

Sonia smiled at me as she stood between my legs and gently stroked my cock. "Don't panic Michael, my aim is to have fun and give pleasure, OK?"

Again I nodded as I watched Sonia put on a new pair of gloves and sit once again on the chair. She applied some more lubricant and probed once again at my arse hole, her finger slipped in easily. No prostate massage this time, just the in and out movement as she frigged me once again. After a short time Sonia removed her finger and I felt a cold metallic object pushing against my hole.

"What's that Sonia?" I was worried and sounded it. "What are you going to do?"

Sonia held up a thin silver vibrator! "I'm going to fuck you with this Michael, just relax and you'll enjoy it!"

"No Sonia, please don't, it will hurt like hell."

"You're in no position to argue Michael," Sonia spoke firmly as she smoothed lubricant over the vibrator, "I'm going to do it so be quiet! Be thankful I'm using a thin vibrator and not the one I use on myself!"

I could see there was no use in protesting so I resolved to do my best to relax. But enjoy? I didn't think so at that moment.

Once again I felt the vibrator pushing at the entrance of my arse and I made myself relax. To my surprise I felt it slide in fairly easily, the lubricant helping as the vibrator filled my arse hole. I could hear Sonia breathing heavily as she switched the vibrator on to 'low'. It buzzed quietly as Sonia moved it gently in and out. There was some pain but it gave way to pleasure as the metal cylinder stretched my flesh. Sonia gasped and I looked down to see my cock once again stiffening. Sweat was glowing on me as Sonia increased the revolutions of the vibrator as she continued to move in and out.

"Oh God Sonia," I cried, "I don't what's happening to me but it feels great, make me come please."

My cock was once rock hard as Sonia stood and blew me a kiss. Finally as my climax drew near she withdrew the vibrator and wrapped her breasts firmly around my cock! She moved up and down using her boobs as a tunnel and it wasn't long before I came all over her chest.

Sonia still stood between my legs as my orgasm subsided. "That was fantastic Michael, did it hurt you much?"

"It did hurt a bit at first," I panted, "But I must admit that when I got used to it I enjoyed it, though I suppose that was obvious to you."

"You took it so well Michael, I must give you a reward." Sonia went to a drawer and removed a sealed plastic bag. She sat once again in front of my now non-virginal arse hole. "These are special disinfecting wiping clothes," she said as she opened the packet. "They have a special germ killing ingredient. They are used during bowel surgery to lessen the chances of infection"

I felt Sonia cleaning my arsehole clean with the wipes. She pushed a finger-covered wipe up my rectum, took it out, threw it away and repeated the process with three more wipes.

Sonia looked at me again and said, "There now you arse is squeaky clean and I can give you your reward. I love doing this Michael."

Sonia poked out her tongue and bent down, licking her way down the inside of my
thighs.

She had seen to that. They entered the bedroom. Michelle began to remove Peta’s Lycra pants while at the same time started to take off her shirt and slip out of the skirt she’d been wearing. Another part of the wish had been to give Michelle six arms, one for each breast. That part also allowed her to wear clothes—they just seemed to fit on her—and to not have people think she looked "strange". If they were stopped in public—which happened at least once or twice when they went out—Michelle explained she had been born this way, and people accepted it. For her part, Peta loved Michelle’s appearance. As did others. Michelle had become a model, and after people realized she wasn’t some photo-alteration, she couldn’t keep up with the requests that came in. Between her shoots—and a very lucrative web-based site, which averaged about 600,000 hits a day—and the money Peta brought in from contests and endorsements, they were considerably more well off than they’d been before. Michelle was almost naked, her hand now moving slowly over her breasts as she gazed up. When Michelle had first suggested this "change," Peta had first thought, "No way. Too weird" But that lasted but a second. If people don’t believe there was anything wrong with the way they looked, then they wouldn’t. Besides . . . Peta had never told Michelle this, but when she first said, "I want to have six arms," something in her when ahhhhh. While Michael had fantasies about girls with big breasts, Peta had fantasies about her with more than one set of arms and breasts. She had thought on more than one occasion it was funny how that had worked out. Peta squatted all the way down so she could be face-to-face with Michelle, and let her play with her breasts. Peta was a giant to her lover; if she didn’t wear heels, Michelle only came up to her waist. "Feel hungry?" she asked after kissing her. 
"Hum . . . famished." One set of hands caressed Peta’s breasts, another fondled her nipples. 
Peta stood up and spread her legs. Michelle moved in and began gently sucking her clitoris while she also fingered Peta’s vagina and anus. Michelle liked doing it this way, eating out "her lovely giant" while she stood. Peta’s large hands cupped the back of Michelle’s head, softly pushing her deeper as Peta moaned loudly. For the millionth time Peta wondered why Michelle had insisted that the last part of the wish consisted of her having to eat Peta’s pussy twice a day for the rest of her life. She had almost told her to remove that declaration, but then saw the look in her eyes and realized it was something she wanted—no, had to do. Once early one she’d stayed out longer than she’d expected, and when she came home she’d found Michelle very, very hungry. It didn’t matter that she’d filled up on food—the one nourishment she needed was her lover’s pussy, and Michelle knocked Peta to the ground and orally licked her. Since that time they’d both seen to it that Michelle never missed a meal. 
Peta had once asked, "What happens if I’m not here any more," and Michelle had smiled and told her, "Then I’ll starve to death." It was that simple. Peta could feel an orgasm coming on. They were as big as their owner, and the current Ms. Olympia had been know to bend bars in two when she was cuming. Although she’d never done anything to hurt Michelle. 
She knew she never would. She figured her six-titted wonder had decided to attached herself to Peta because she’d been guilty about springing that wish on her. Or perhaps she’d been afraid Peta would leave her. Or . . .. who knew? Peta pushed against the ceiling as she came, hollowing as she did, gushing all over Michelle’s face. And the answer came back to Peta the same as it always did: 
Who cares? 
My little lover sure knows now to make a girl feel nice. 

The End