This choice: alright, but I'll need your complete cooperation"- • Go Back...Chapter #7Experimental procedure by: We Smile   Alright, but I'll need your complete cooperation. Carrying on by myself will take too much time, and for the sake of my safety I would like your help."- You answered to her request, still nervous about this course. Even though she seems supportive, the risks implied are a major source of demoralization. Still, if she can feel you while not knowing of your presence, there's nothing to fear if she knows you're there right?
-"Fine by me doctor. Just tell me what to do and I'll help you with that."- Sandra's booming response echoes on you. She sounded pretty sure of what was to come, so there's your assurance of her cooperation.
You begin to explain her involvement -"OK Sandra, first I'll need you to turn on and set the lights on your seat, then put me on your tongue along with this small brush over here."- where you point to a brush that's at least twice your size, but still light enough for you to carry it with two hands. -"Since this is a first time, I'll only do a bit of cleaning, along with a routine examination, so don't worry about drills or the like. Still, I expect you to keep your mouth open during the whole time. If you have to close it, at least don't keep it that way for too long. And for everything you hold dear if you have to swallow at least put me out in advance. I'm a dentist, not a pill. When I'm over I will let you know by exiting your lips. And remember: breathe trough your nose, don't talk, and no sudden movements."- you conclude your explanation.
-"As I said Mr. Smith, you have nothing to worry about. In fact, I think we both are going to enjoy this."- Sandy said, as she started to turn the lights hanging low above the seat and focusing them on one spot. To some extent, she was right, she was clearly looking forward to it, and you were starting to get excited over the prospect of having a different perspective of your job, of going personally into her mouth and give her proper care of it; even the risks of a mishap sound exciting, so as long as they don't actually kill you.
-"All set doctor."- Sandra said, taking you from the table with one hand. She laid herself down in the reclined table, and as she rested her head under the gleaming lights, she took you forwards to your newest work station. She had laid her head so you could still stand while working, though with a bit of incline towards her neck. As she held you just outside her crimson tinted lips, she opened her mouth, her sweetened warm breath assailing you immediately, so you could get a proper first glance.
Above you, behind her upper lip, lie her upper row of teeth, with each one hanging not too high above you, so it will be easy to clean and inspect them without too much trouble. The front row is mostly clean, though it has some yellow spots; while the farther ones, at least from here, look a bit grimy. Below them was her bumpy tongue you had become an acquaintance earlier, now extended above her bottom lip and teeth, expecting your arrival. Even when she didn't get to eat her lollipop, Sandra's tongue was a shade too red to be her usual clear pink, she must have had another candy before entering your office. As with her upper row, her bottom teeth were mostly clean on the front, while the back ones had a thin layer of filth on them. -Could she at least brush herself before coming? It would save time to us both.- you sigh. Beyond the reddish tongue, you can see the point where her mouth ends and her throat begins, with her round uvula hanging above the hole, swaying slightly with every breath she took, the place where you shouldn't be getting anywhere near.
Taking your first step onto her tongue, you almost slipped on it. Getting to transverse this muscle is a little tricky, but nothing that can't be done. You get to the center of her mouth when you see an object coming in from outside. The narrow brush is delivered by Sandra's hand next to you, almost pushing you backwards. You grab it with your two hands and start rubbing out the excess filth on Sandra's teeth, starting on the front rows.
*Scrub* *Scrub* You clean her rows of teeth up and down, up and down, until you are finally over with the front row. You rub the excess gunk on her tongue, which makes it undulate under your feet, making you lean on the brush for stability. However, you notice an increase in humidity on her tongue, accompanied by an increase in its inclination. You start feeling like you're sliding.. towards her throat!
-"Sandra, help!"- You scream, holding tight to your brush as you feel like you will become part of the "eaten doctors" demographic. You close your eyes and scream as you're about to pass her expanded tonsils when there's a sudden jerk and a grip holds you firmly by your sides. You dare not to open your eyes, lest the last sight of your life be that one of you going down her esophagus.
...For some reason, the long fall to her stomach felt quite brief, and not as agonizing as you imagined it would be. Indeed, so far you only felt tight on your torso, and not as wet as it should be. You open your eyes expecting to see blackness, only to see that you're suspended in the air, still clinging to your brush, with Sandra's gaping maw in front of you as her tongue retracts all the remaining saliva to her throat, where her tonsils follow as she swallows.
Confused, you heard Sandra's voice boom in front of you. -"Like that?"- she says, rising you so you're making eye contact. -"See doctor? You weren't in any danger, I just wanted to tease you a bit! You should have seen yourself!."- she let out a chuckle, while you shouted out an H-bomb worth of curses to her, not caring that she couldn't even hear them. -"Right.. Sorry, next time I'll take you out in advance."- she apologizes, wiping a little tear of joy in her eye and putting you back in her mouth.
-Some joke...*Rant*- you let out an incomprehensible monologue about how her prank almost made you have a stroke. You resumed into cleaning her mouth, silently wishing you were doing so with a scalpel, hurrying up your pace so you can be done with it and start the examination before she decides to pull something like that again.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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