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The nude Panther Caruso walked into the cave and he couldn't believe the sight... a beautiful, naked woman in a sparkling crystal cave inviting him to come in... He froze and felt very warm and tight...
Panther's eyes popped open. He was clearly in bed in his colorful, neat, Ikea-like quarters, not some crystal cave. What was that? Aw, not again. Panther realized that he had a wet dream. Phooey! He rose out of bed and, as he threw his soiled underwear in the hamper, dreaded the doctor's appointment. Panther didn't feel a need to see a doctor for a physical examination, but Wolf wanted to make sure his members were in tip-top shape. That was understandable since the governments and rival organizations wanted Star Wolf gone, and the members needed all of the stamina and strength possible to escape.
Panther put on a pair of red briefs; it wasn't his favorite kind of underpants, but he didn't have any thongs left. Then he put on a pair of khaki trousers, a black belt, and a crisp white golf shirt. Finally he found his documents labeled "Ramón Espinoza." Star Wolf was a criminal organization, so Panther had to do see various family doctors, dermatologists, psychiatrists, dentists, and other physicians under false names. Panther heard his mobile phone alarm ring; it was the alarm clock. Well, he had to wake up anyway. After turning off the cell phone alarm he looked down at Leon Powalski sleeping in the other bed; that lucky bastard is going to sleep in. Panther noticed the harness that Leon wore over his sheets to prepare for the landing in Macbeth. Wolf knew a guy who was glad to harbor criminals for a fee; then Panther would go to the doctor using his false name. This was 6:00 in the morning, so Panther had plenty of time to get breakfast and go over his plans before his apartment.
In the waiting room Panther tapped his fingers as he heard crying babies and sick people coughing and wheezing. The factories made people's breathing complicated, and many of the people had severe cases of lung disease. Panther knew he couldn't stay in that city for long, or else it would ruin his impeccable health. He also hated how he was late. He arrived in the inconspicuous ghetto clinic at about 1:00 PM, but it was already 4:00 PM. How much longer would he wait? Suddenly the fifty-something cheetah receptionist, wearing a blue vest and blue trousers, cried "Mister Espinoza!" Panther didn't respond. "Mister Espinoza!" the woman repeated. Panther realized that was his cue and followed the woman to the examination room. Panther was usually good with juggling his aliases. The woman lead Panther into the room. If a word could describe it, "Plain" would be the best. The plain beige examining counter with the white sheet, the white tile floor, and the sprinkled while ceiling were dull. Panther sat down as the nurse took his blood pressure. Then after the normal readout came Panther took off his brown loafers, exposing his red socks, and stood on the body weight measuring device; a cool 72 kilograms. "Ramón's" perfect health surprised the nurse, who was used to seeing sickly, dying patients. After she measured his height, the nurse said, "The doctor will see you shortly. Please take off everything except your underpants and socks."
Panther asked, "Do you have a medical gown?"
"No, sir. We are out of them at the moment." Panther sighed as he unbuttoned his golf shirt. "Oh, don't undress in front of me; you do that for the doctor!" the nurse cried.
"Well, aren't you leaving?" the irritated Panther asked.
"Yes - Just wait until I close the door." The nurse then shut the door. What was the point of that? Then the nurse opened the door again. "Oh, and turn off your mobile phone." Then the door closed again. Panther sighed as he laid his shirt and his trousers on the desk next to his wallet, stocked with his fake "Ramón Espinoza" identification, and his turned off his mobile phone. Panther then sat on the examining table in his red briefs and socks, as he held a mechanics magazine. By the time he reached the last page after thoroughly reading every article, the doctor still wasn't there. What bureaucratic nonsense is happening this time.
Suddenly, the door opened. Wearing a white coat, a stethoscope, a pair of green trousers, puckering red lips, and a pair of thin glasses was... the woman from the dream last night! Panther stared in awe as the woman stared at the muscle-laden "Ramón Espinoza," clad in his skivvies. Panther quickly achieved an erection, which the doctor could see forming in his shorts. But she chose not to address it. Something inside the doctor tingled; she usually saw very skinny and very sick men. What was this healthy young man doing in this clinic?
The doctor stuttered, "Uh, hi. I'm Dr. Laura Schlessinger, and I am your doctor today." If Panther was a resident of our Earth's United States, he would have laughed at that name, as it was the same as that of the American radio host. But to him the name Laura was, seductive, not humorous. That lucky guy got a girl doctor... a girl doctor with cone-shaped breasts and a thin body.
Panther introduced, "And I am Ramón Espinoza." The doctor felt her tingling sense increase as she noted the Spanish accent, the strapping muscles, and the name "Ramón." Something in her wanted to experience this patient. To her Panther was an oasis in a desert of black lung old men and crying babies who would grow up to be thugs.
"Please get back on the scale, Mr. Espinoza," Dr. Schlessinger coolly ordered. She figured that it would be impossible to go out with patients; the clinic forbids doctors from having sexual intercourse with patients while they were in their offices. Dr. Schlessinger figured that rule would be easy to follow; she had no interest in having sex with the pregnant women, malnourished children, incontinent elderly people, and incapacitated workers she saw every day. But Ramón's stunning body was a curve ball in that plan.
Then Panther said, "Please call me Ramón." Those words echoed in the doctor's mind as she adjusted the scale. She noticed Ramón's average-sized buttocks - they weren't as large as Fox's, but they still caused Dr. Schlessinger to feel light-headed inside. The reading of the weight and height confirmed what the nurse did.
She then said, "Please sit on the table... Ramón." She paused before saying "Ramón," the magic name. She walked to him up-close and stared into his eyes. She asked, "So, what brings you here?"
"Well, I moved here and got a job."
"How on earth could you find a job in this dismal economic environment?"
"Oh, my father's friend hired me." Dr. Schlessinger figured that there was some corruption involved in the few elites in this area. Nepotism was practiced so often that it didn't faze her.
"Are you married?" she asked.
"No, Doctor. I am single. And you?" Single. Dr. Schlessinger smiled for a moment before realizing that she needed to do her job.
"Anyway, breathe slowly," as she placed her stethoscope on his chest, listening to his breathing. Panther felt annoyed, but he decided to play along. Perfect! It sounded a little hurried, but she could tell Panther had a "sausage in his pocket," so she expected the heart rate to be a bit higher. Then she ordered, "breathe in and out as I put this on your chest." The inhaling and exhaling sounded very romantic and Spanish. Dr. Schlessinger wished she could record it on a CD and play it. She then got out her examining light. "Keep your eyes open," she ordered as she placed the light in his eyes. The eyes seemed to sparkle as Panther struggled to keep them open. Then she moved it to his nose as she held Panther's chin. She saw some mucus, but it wasn't much. Then she moved the light and said, "Open your mouth. Stick your tongue out. Say 'Aaah.'"
Panther said, "Aaahhh!" as Dr. Schlessinger looked inside his mouth. It smelled relatively nice, as Panther was careful to brush his teeth after every meal. No dental caries existed in Panther's mouth.
After Panther's mouth closed, Dr. Schlessinger said, "By the way, I may as well be single."
"May as well be?" Panther asked.
"My husband is a vegetable."
"I am very sorry to hear that," Panther said. He kind of wanted the doctor to like him, but he also felt genuinely sorry for her.
After the brief interruption the doctor announced, "Anyway, lay down for me." Lay down. Panther stretched his limbs as the doctor felt his chest. Those rippling muscles made Dr. Schlessinger's nipples go erect; she loved muscular men and couldn't believe she was examining one. Her hands stopped shy of the waistband of "Ramón"'s underpants. She really wanted to have sex with him, and he wanted to have sex with her, but both of them were holding back. Panther did not want to alienate the doctor, and Dr. Schlessinger didn't want to alienate the patient. She then ordered, "Stand back up." Panther sat on the bed as Dr. Schlessinger produced a red rubber hammer. Tap. Tap. Panther's legs responded smoothly. She then felt Panther's legs and examined his wrist. Every part of the physical examination was going great. Panther's body was perfect.
Normally Laura Schlessinger would ask the man to stand up, lower his underpants and allow her to examine his testicles and anus. But this time she wanted a slight change of procedure. First she slipped Panther's left sock off of the foot and rubbed the bare foot, before putting the sock back on. She did the same for the right sock. Then she sweetly ordered, "Ramón, please lay back down and cough when I tell you to." As Panther rested his head he noticed the doctor didn't have her gloves on as she slowly removed his red briefs, exposing his penis. She then placed her fingers on his first testicle. "Look to the left," she ordered as Panther coughed. "Look to the right," she ordered as Panther coughed. "Now lay on your side," Dr. Schlessinger asked. She then lifted Panther's tail and saw his buttocks. "Now lay on your back," she ordered. Knowing that he was totally healthy, Dr. Schlessinger decided to take the ultimate risk. As Panther put his underpants back on, she swooped down and planted a French kiss. Panther reciprocated with his tongue for a moment. Scared of herself, Dr. Schlessinger darted away; her lipstick remained on Panther's lips.
Panther merely licked his lips and announced, "You like me."
"Yes, I do," Dr. Schlessinger replied.
"Well, you want to do me? Countless other women have."
"How many?" Dr. Schlessinger asked.
"Oh, I get one maybe every week," Panther said. He added, "I get tested and I have had nothing so far." It would be risky to have sex with Panther, but Dr. Schlessinger was so desperate that she may as well take the risk.
"Do you use condoms?" Dr. Schlessinger asked.
"Yes... I just wish I had some," Panther sighed.
"Good. In that case, I want to do you, Ramón. By the way, please call me 'Laura,'" the doctor announced. The name Laura zoomed through panther's mind as he lifted his fingers. Laura opened her cabinet and revealed a box of Latex condoms labeled "Athenian." The doctor placed the condoms on the counter and then pulled out her maroon purse. She took out various gels, lubrication jelly, several dildos, and a butt plug. She secretly kept these items in her purse for whenever she found a guy who wanted to have sex with her; little did she know that it would happen in the doctor's office. The doctor then put her glasses on the table. Panther placed his fingers on his crotch and began to rub it as Laura handed a condom to Panther. "You want me to keep them on?" Panther asked.
"Your what?" she asked.
"My underpants," he answered.
This wasn't the crystal palace that Panther expected. And the doctor was not naked yet. But this was his dream come true.
NOTE: Remember that Panther is calling himself "Ramón Espinoza" and the doctor thinks that is his real name. Please do not have Panther call himself by his real name, nor have the doctor call him by his real name (Unless/until it gets to a point where Panther reveals his real name) - Also keep in mind there is no conventional bed, so the floor or the examining table may feel different. Also don't forget to (from now on) refer to the Doctor as "Laura."
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