"Come on, Baby! Its time to play doctor!"
'Oh no!' You think to yourself, groaning with dread at what's to come.
Meanwhile, she clutches you firmly against her massive body, all but squeezing the life out of you. She then carries you in the house. You groan yet again as she climbs the stairs; being on the second floor will make escape that much harder. She finally reaches her room, and drops you down on the bed with a thud.
"Now, you stay there, like a good boy, Dolly! Dr Molly will be in for your check up in just a moment!"
Looking at how high you are, and still feeling the sting in your bottom, you dare not try to get up or now. The girl goes into the closet and comes back a few moments later, wearing a white lab coat, and carrying a clip board.
"Ok, Baby! Dont worry, Dr Molly is going to take good care of you!"
You are of course, filled with worry, though, as she approaches you.
"First thing's first," she says, reaching in her coat, and pulling out a thermometer, "lets start with taking your temperature." She walks over to you, grabbing you and slinging you over her lap. You gasp with surprise as she yanks down your briefs, leaving you bare naked. Next, you feel the embarrassing, uncomfortable sensation of the thermometer being slid up your butt.
"There, there," she says, patting your bare butt, as she holds you against her, "just a few more moments,"
Finally, she takes it out. "Uh oh!" She cries, "looks like baby has a little temperature! I am afraid doctor is going to have to give Baby a shot!"
You quickly begin squirming in fear, struggling to escape her grasp, but you feel a sudden slap on your bare bottom. "Your Mommy warned me you might give Doctor some toruble! Well you hold still and be good for Doctor, Molly, or else!"
Forcing yourself to relax, you lie over her lap for a few minutes before feeling a sharp stab in your butt! You cant help letting out a shout of pain. In response, she shoves a pacifier in your mouth. "There, there! Thats a good boy! Being so brave for your shot! Now, lets look in Baby's ears!"
This next part is still embarrassing, but much better than the last part. After checking your ears, she pulls put your pacifier and replaces it with a tongue depressor!
After a moment, she removes the offending implement , and declares that it is now time to clean Baby's teeth!
Sitting naked upon her lap, groan with frustration, as she begins putting you through the steps of picking at your teeth with painful tools. Next comes the cleaning: strange tasting foam fills your mouth, nearly causing you to choke. She scrubs your teeth with no amount of gentleness before finishing up with a spray bottle of water. Lastly, she replaces the pacifier in your mouth.
"Good baby!" She says, hugging you against her, and squeezing the life out of you, once more, "Baby's all healthy and got clean teeth! Now, its time for Mommy and Baby to...."
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