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Synopsis: Freyna and Hailey are embarrassingly ordered to complete their mandatory gynecological exams.

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Alpha, the Commander of Albion's forces, shook his head.

\"Every Descendant has to have a weekly medical exam\" he repeated. \"Including me. It's the regulations from Command.\"

The gorgeous raven haired woman in front of him scrunched her face in annoyance. Freyna was one of Albion’s Descendants, an elite team of soldiers genetically enhanced by ancient technology. Like all Descendants, she was in peak physical form, and her combat suit left little of her shapely body to the imagination.

\"Come on Commander, it's different for the guys and you know it. For us women, it’s so much more...invasive.\" Freyna blushed a little, looking worried.

\"I’m sorry, but the way Arche can adversely affect Descendants’ bodies, it's critical a complete exam is done weekly. It's a regulation I happen to agree with. For women, that includes a gynecology internal. It's just the way it is.\"

\"But we do it every week! It’s so excessive, nothing’s changed!\" Freyna blushed a little bit more, remembering her last examination. \"Can’t I skip it this time?\"

\"No. And I need you to do it today, I have a mission I want you on tomorrow and you need to be designated fit for duty. Report to the Medical Center, Freyna. That’s an order.\"

Standing in front of the Medical Center, Freyna thought of the Commander's words. She knew she wasn't the only Descendant to hate these exams. A few hours prior, she had seen her friend Hailey enter the Medical Center with a tear rolling down her cheek. But regulations were regulations, and Descendants didn’t often have the liberty of choice.

Looking resigned, Freyna took a step forward and pushed the door open.

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Freyna squirmed a little in the gyno chair, once again in the increasingly familiar position of on her back in a medical setting. The tidy gray-haired doctor, some top military doctor in the Medical Corps, tightened the velcro straps around her ankles to the foot stirrups, splaying her legs apart.

\"Just relax, Freyna. How many times have we done this now? You’ll be out of here before you know it.\" The old doctor smiled at her, an odd glint in his expression as his eyes raked over her nearly naked form. They focused a moment on her substantial ass, barely squeezed into her fishnets, then her bared breasts. There was a clear military chain of command, and inside this building the doctor outranked even Commander Alpha.

\"Yes Sir.\" she muttered, averting her eyes. “You really don’t need to restrain me…”

“It’s necessary. I know some of my instruments can be cold or uncomfortable and you squirming or wiggling like last time won’t do. This is delicate work.”

Chastised, Freyna kept her eyes downcast. She felt indignant at his condescending tone but he was in charge.

Freyna hated these exams. She hated too they didn't even give her a gown or anything to cover herself. After the generic physical, they would just order her to strip down and start probing and prodding. It was so cold and callous. Notably, she was allowed to retain from her suit only the fishnet stockings that covered her legs and ass. A rosy hue spread across her cheeks as the doctor's gaze reluctantly moved away from her breasts to focus on the apex between her thighs, not hidden at all by the fishnets.

There was no shortage of beautiful women in the Descendant Corps (something to do with how the Ancient’s Arche interacted with their genes), but Freyna had always been one of the doctor's personal favorites.

Especially when she was strapped down and vulnerable.

Taking a pair of surgical scissors, the doctor made a few quick snips in her fishnets, cutting a hole for access to her womanhood. \"This way you can retain some modesty\" he told her seriously, as if being allowed to wear only see through fishnets was some kind of charitable favor he gave her. Too embarrassed to respond, and aware of the futility of it anyway, she nodded tightly.

The sensuously shaped girl’s hot pussy practically steamed in the freezing cold exam room air, her fleshy labia seeming to pout as they hid her private inner pink from view.

He would fix that shortly. But first...

The doctor retrieved a video camera mounted on a tripod from the closet, and with Freyna staring and quivering he positioned it between her legs. Her eyes watered in humiliation but she said nothing as he pointed it squarely between her thighs at her bared pussy mound. It would do no good. She had argued last time with him about it, and had been thoroughly rebuked.

“Doctor! You can’t be serious -”

“It’s for our records of your exam and, more importantly, to be used as a training video for medical students.” He had interrupted her. “Descendants have a unique biology and there’s scant educational materials on them.”

When she had tried to protest, he pulled rank on her and ordered her to drop it. And so here she was, every week having the most private and personal details of her anatomy recorded for public viewing. And she couldn’t do anything about it.

Freyna quietly fumed, close to open tears and looking thoroughly distressed.

“Please…” she whispered quietly, but he acted like he didn’t hear her. He set the camera to record and began the exam.

With hands covered in black latex gloves, the doctor gently reached out and ran his fingers over the sensitive groove of her slit. Freyna tensed.

\"Any pain or unusual developments in this area?\" the doctor asked nonchalantly as his fingers opened, spreading her lips apart and revealing a sliver of pink flesh. Freyna shuddered, flushing in embarrassment.

\"No Doctor. Everything has been f-fine.\" She squirmed a little as the doctor leaned in closer, looking at the parted flesh below his fingers. He glanced at her clit, her tiny little urethra, her delicate inner lips. The barest hint of a smile shadowed his face.

\"Arche can be very hard for the body to process, and complications can show up in unexpected places. Especially for you, Freyna, since your Arche allows you to manipulate biological toxins.\" The doctor removed his hand, her pussy lips snapping shut again gently. When he picked up the gleaming steel speculum off the tray, Freyna shuddered, eyeing it warily.

\"I’ll need to take a look inside, naturally. Just breathe and relax.\" He began to liberally smear a jelly-like lubricant on the device.

Freyna still eyed the speculum with trepidation. The speculum looked bigger than last time. She opened her mouth to ask about it, but before she could say a word the doctor's gloved hand parted her labia and the newly greased-up monster was jammed between her legs.

\"A-ah!\" She gasped as the cold speculum slid abruptly halfway up her tight little tunnel, her lips gripping it in a tight hug. Why did he always do that?!

\"Good girl. Just relax.\" The doctor said soothingly while he pushed it slowly deeper and Freyna's hips squirmed. He had indeed been using slightly bigger speculums on her with every visit, but she didn't need to know that. He was looking forward to seeing how wide her could pry her delicate little cunt apart this time.

Especially since she had unknowingly ‘graduated’ standard sizes, and today’s was the first of his set of customized, extra large devices. His cock stirred in anticipation.

With the closed speculum fully seated up her tender love nook, the doctor twisted it back and forth a little to wiggle in the last few millimeters. Freyna's thighs quivered. \"a-ah! It's so cold doctor!\" She wanted to complain at how deep it was (it felt longer!), but was too mortified to do so. She grit her teeth as the end of the blades scraped along her cervix.

\"Shh. I’m going to open it now. We’ll take it slow.\"

Freyna sucked in a ragged breath as the doctor began to turn the wingnut. The cold, long jaws of the speculum began to pry apart, pushing the walls of her sensitive cunt apart. With each turn, her most private of places widened, baring more and more of her sensitive pink to the old doctor's lecherous gaze.

The first few centimeters were uncomfortable, but tolerable. But as the doctor continued to crank the speculum, widening her straining tunnel further, Freyna quickly found herself nearly hyperventilating.

\"Ow!! S-sir, it - ouch! - that h-hurts! How much wider does it - ngh! - need to be?\"

The doctor soothingly rubbed her inner thigh with one hand while the other cranked the speculum’s adjustment screw again. Her ass wiggled and her thighs twitched, her lips parting in a ragged gasp.

\"NgH! Ohh! G-god...!\"

With her delicate pussy stretched and straining desperately, the lewd hole nearly wide enough for the doctor to fit four fingers without touching the sides, the doctor stopped widening the speculum. Freyna trembled, biting her index finger to stifle a groan. Her ankle restraints kept her legs spread.

Taking his penlight, he shined it deeply into the very core of her femininity, peering at and evaluating the taut sexflesh. Her face flushed scarlet, and she swore she could physically feel his gaze as it caressed her feminine core. A tiny clear drop of liquid ran from the lewd hole and down her meaty fishnet-covered asscheek.

And every detail was being recorded on the camera, to be reviewed by countless medical students.

\"Is...is it o-okay doctor?\" she stammered out. \"Do I look healthy?\" She was anxious to finish, her pussy really was naturally tighter than most women, so this sort of thing was really intense for her.

The doctor appeared to look thoughtful. \"The coloration is good, and you appear to be dilating acceptably. However I’m having trouble seeing the cervix properly.” He lied smoothly. “Breathe out and relax for me.\"

He cranked the wingnut with his hand, and the speculum forcibly widened another few millimeters. Freyna desperately bit her index finger to stifle her moan of pain at the intense strain in her cunt, her eyes squeezing shut. He of course could see her cervix just fine, but it was fun making this whore squirm.

\"Mmgggh!! Ohhh….\"

\"There it is, I can see it better now.\" the doctor almost cooed, pleased with himself and loving his job. He made notes on his tablet, leaving her pussy splayed open and on display. \"Cervix appears toned and in good coloration.\" He takes out a long swab and swabs around the tiny hole to her womb, collecting the sample and putting it in a plastic bag.

\"How about hygiene, do you douche regularly? Things could be a bit cleaner down here\" he lied.

With tears of humiliation threatening to spill past her eyes, Freyna nodded. \"Y-yes doctor. I do…\" She whispered, mortified. She could feel her blush on her face spread.

\"Well just make sure you’re thorough, okay?\" He looked down at his tablet, then back into her gaping pink hole. \"Next I want to check your muscle tone done there. I want you to squeeze down as hard as you can, for 5 seconds. 5 reps please.\"

Freyna gulped. She hated this part. She remembered the speculum, though it didn’t look it, was an electronic device and interfaced with the doctor's tablet. It would give the doctor a readout of how much pressure she was applying with her squeezing pussy. Gritting her teeth, she bore down on the speculum.

The throbbing stretched ache in her loins immediately grew worse as she forced her already overtaxed pussy muscles to constrict uselessly around the cold steel.

\"Ngh!\" she grunted. On the doctor's tablet, 42 mmHG of pressure registered - a completely healthy figure for a young woman. Of course, she didn't need to know that. He made sure the tablet wasn’t in view of the camera.

He feigned concern, like he always did in this part of her weekly gyno exam. \"Still a bit weak, Freyna.\" She grunted as she strained to squeeze her pussy around the device, then she relaxed for 2 seconds and squeezed again.

\"Have you been doing the Kegel exercises I prescribed to you every day?\"

Freyna nodded. \"Y-yes. Ngh!\" she moaned, as she squeezed again, recalling how at night she would squeeze and tighten up her pussy in her bed, the wanton hole trying to grip the cock that wasn’t there. She was positive she could squeeze down harder for the doctor if her pussy muscles weren't so tautly overextended from the dreadful stretch of the speculum.

The doctor made some notes on the tablet, watching the pressure readout rise and fall as she struggled. \"Again. Really bear down hard for me.\" His eyes glinted in amusement as she squeezed again. 44 mmHG, then 37 mmHG as her cunt tired. Still perfectly normal. He screwed up his face in mock concern.

\"The numbers are even worse than last week\" he said to her shaking his head. This was actually true – though there was no health issues, the larger speculum he used on her today made it harder for her to squeeze down as effectively as last week. \"I had hoped you would be improving, but your pelvic muscle tone is actually getting weaker. I cannot approve your gynecology results and designate you fit for duty until we get to the bottom of it.\"

Freyna felt the pit in her stomach drop. She was afraid of being taken off her missions as a Descendant because of something like this.

\"Doctor, please, don't take me off active duty for this! Isn't there anything we can do??\" She desperately tried to squeeze down harder on the speculum, to boost her numbers, her hands balling into little fists as she struggled. Her legs tried to close, but her strapped down feet meant that only her knees bowed inward slightly. The tablet briefly read 46 mmHG of cuntal pressure, then fell again to 35 mmHG. Her pussy was tired.

\"Please Doctor! You have to help me! I can\"t be taken off active duty!\" her eyes watered and she looked desperate. The doctor appeared to ponder her words.

\"Well,\" he said reluctantly. “I can see this is important to you. I have an experimental therapeutical device that might be able to help you increase those numbers. Depending on how you respond to it, we might be able to get you back on active duty after a few days of therapy. However...it’s not the most comfortable of methods.”

Freyna bit her lip. Comfortable? This whole damn exam was uncomfortable for her. She looked resolute. “Please Doctor. Anything you can do, please!”

He sighed but nodded. “Very well. I’ll be right back with the device, and you can try again.”

Without explanation, he reached down and turned the little wingnut two full turns, widening the gaped out cunt several more millimeters, making Freyna’s eyes bulge at the unexpected ghastly increase in pressure. He turned and left the room, leaving the beautiful woman to cope with the feelings in her achingly stretched and throbbing snatch.

In the hall, he diverted towards a different closed door. He’d return with his little ‘aid’ for Freyna’s poor tight little pussy in a moment. First he wanted check how his nurse was progressing with Hailey, another Descendant that came in today.

As he got closer to the door, he could hear a woman’s voice begging faintly.

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“OWW, ow, oww!! P-Please! It’s squeezing too hard!!! OW!!!”

When the doctor opened the door to the frigid exam room, his ears were greeted to the welcome sound of Hailey, one of the bustiest Descendants in Albion, undergoing her mandatory weekly mammogram.

At least, they were normally weekly for most Descendants. After seeing her breathtaking bust swaying and jiggling in its naked glory, the doctor quickly had her previous breast scans edited to show some micro-calcifications and submitted his recommendations to Command that he monitor her ‘critical’ situation much more closely.

Now Hailey had the dubious honor of being the only Descendant on base to have intensive mammograms every two days. He watched her back as she faced away from the door, in the grasp of the machine.

“Gah!! You’re killing me!” The woman moaned, as the Doctor’s nurse adjusted some settings on the machine and the heavy steel plates inched slightly closer together. The pancaked heavy mams flattened further, spilling over the edges of the plates. Considering how the bases of her heavy tits had been tightly tied with medical grade rubber tubing (supposedly for better scan results), the internal pressure in her bloated tits must be immense.

The doctor watched quietly from the door, not wanting to interrupt his nurse as she worked. The woman smiled pleasantly at Hailey.

“You’re doing great honey. Just a few more minutes.” Per the doctor’s orders, she had been slightly increasing the force applied by the hydraulic piston with each visit. By default it had been already set to give every woman an achingly harder than normal squish, but in Hailey’s case, her lewd womanly orbs were getting absolutely mauled and crushed.

In order to better help his patient, the doctor had highly specialized mammography equipment for her. The nurse punched a few buttons, and the plates suddenly crackled with electric power.

Ostensibly, passing a current through the breasts allow the machine to better measure breast density and detect abnormalities.

Tears rolled down Hailey’s cheeks and her knuckles turned white as she clutched uselessly at the steel plates crushing and now electrifying her busty boobs. They inched slightly closer and sparked blue, and the blubbering woman’s breath hitched loudly.

“Nnnnggaaaaaaa!!!!”

The doctor gave a silent nod of approval to his nurse, and quietly left the room. He knew the fat-breasted whore, and her mams, were in good hands.

Besides, he could not get Freyna’s steaming hot pussy out of his mind. He would not be distracted.

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