Though the thought of playing doctor makes you a little uneasy, you reason that the 5-year-old boy will probably be much more harmless than the girl, several years older than him.
You reacive a pleasant surprise, as one of the helpers, a hot, 16-year-old, named Stacy, accompanies the two of you.
"I'll be your nurse, doctor Mark!"
She says, as the excited little boy leads you by the hand.
"Here Mark, lay the patient on the table here and undress him, while I go get your doctors coat and supplies."
You then find yourself being lifted lifted up onto a table that is taller than your head, but still rather low for this child.
"Go ahead and start undressing him, Doctor."
"Ok," he replies, cheerfully.
He then reaches for the safety pins on the bottom of your shirt, and although you don't like the idea of undressing in front of a 5-year-old, you also don't want him to hurt himself, so you quickly reach down to undo the pins yourself.
"I'll get those," you tell him. After you remove the safety pins, you let him remove your shirt the rest of the way. While he is undressing you, he starts making small talk, like a doctor.
"So, how are you today, sir?"
You are kinda of shocked at his suddenly talking to you like this, during this awkard situation.
"Um,... ok, I guess."
"I see, I see," he says, nodding his head.
"Any pain, or discomfort?"
"No..." You mumble. By now, he has your shirt off, and then begins reaching down for your diaper.
"Let's just get these diapers off," he says, but you quickly grab his hand.(even though it's bigger than your own)
"Hold on now, I think we should leave that on!" You say. But he jerks your hand away, and looks at your sternly.
"Be quiet! I am the doctor, and you have to do what I say!"
But, you still try to argue.
"Look, Mark, let's just wait till Stacy gets back.."
"No! You be quite and be a good patient!" He says to you. You just roll your eyes, begining to get frustrated that there seems to be no way to reason with this kid. Right about that time though, Stacy returns. She is now wearing a pair of long, rubber gloves, a white apron, that ends right at the bottom of her short shorts, and a surgeons mask. There is something extra sexy about this look on her.
"What seems to be the problem?" she says, through her mask.
"The patient won't be quiet and do what I say!" Wines Mark.
Stacy then looks down at you, with a stern look.
"Well, I have just the thing, to help baby patients be quiet!" she says, before pulling out a pacifier, and shoving it in your mouth.
"Now then, you leave that in there until we're done playing doctor, or need a remind you that your contract includes corporal punishment?"
You shake your head, fearfully.
"Good!" She replies, cheerfully.
"Now then. Doctor, here is your coat and stethiscope. While you put those on, I will finish getting the patient ready."
He complies. You are now speechless to resist as the gorgeous teen, dressed as a nurse turns to you and reaches for your diaper, letting it fall down, leaving you naked.
"Alright, Sweety. Now, sit down for us." You gladly comply.
By now, the "Doctor" is dressed, and he returns to you.
"Ok, Doctor, let's check the patient's heart beat."
"Ok" The little boy then puts his stethiscope on his ears, and Stacy then helps him position the other end on your chest. You sit there, uneasily, as he listens to your heart.
"Hmmm," he says, "It's a little fast."
"Really?" says Stacy, glancing at you with evil eyes. "Well then, I think we may need to take his temperature."
Your heart sinks, because you have a pretty good idea what she has in mind. Still, trying to stay optimistic though, you open your mouth, and say "AH"
However, Stacy quickly jerks the pacifier out of your hand, and shoves it right back in your mouth, giggling at you.
"Sorry, Hun. We have to take it in the other end. Come here, now." She then picks you up, carrying you over to a chair nearby, and laying you naked across her beautiful thighs.
"Now then, I'll hold the patient still, while you get him ready. Just dip your finger in the jar of vaseline, there, and then stick it in his bottom hole.
Mark gladly obeys, and soon his little finger is being thrust right up your bottom, while you are left squirming over Stacy's lap.
"Very good!" She praises him. "Now, just slip the thermometer right into his bottom."
Soon, you feel him pressing the glass tube right up your bottom hole, and you suck ever harder on your pacifier. He leaves it there for several moments, before taking it out and looking at it for awhile.
Finally, he looks at the "nurse" and says, "It looks ok, to me."
"Well, just to be sure, let's give the patient a shot. You now redouble your efforts to escape, but Stacy has you pinned down firmly on her lap.
"Hold still now!" She scolds, giving your bare bottom a quick, firm SWAT! You calm down a little, then.
Then, still holding you with one hand, she reaches over and then grabs the shot needle out of the doctor bag, and hands it to Mark.
"Now, just press it firmly into his bottom. Riiigght... here." she says, poking your butt on the spot. Then, as you suck harder and harder on your pacifier, she cooes and hums softly to you, while gently rubbing your back and the other side of your butt. Soon, you start to feel very relaxed, and almost forget about the shot until all of a sudden...
"MMMMPHED!" You cry into your pacifier, feeling the sharp sting in your bottom. A tear rolls down from your eye.
"Very good doctor!" says Stacy. "You were a good boy, too!" she says, rubbing your bottom. "Now then, let's get your clothes back on you."
She then helps you back onto the table, and after another gnerous helping of baby powder, wraps you back up into your diaper, ceiling you up again.
Just then, Miss Susan calls everyone to gather around, because it's
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