One Shot Smut

Obgyne

Trigger Warning: Some parts of this story contain content related to rape and violence. Reader discretion is advised. Please take care of your well-being and only proceed if you feel comfortable. If at any point you find the content too overwhelming, I encourage you to prioritize your mental and emotional health and stop reading.

Lucy

"What's stopping you from getting checked? You've mentioned that you haven't had your period for weeks, right? What if you have a serious condition?"

I just shook my head at my best friend. Actually, I already have a check-up scheduled for this week; I just forgot to tell her. I'm not sexually active, so I doubt that I'm pregnant. It's been three years since I last had sex, with my ex, who I guess is now a successful man. I never got the chance to check on him, or maybe I never wanted to associate with him again. Maybe he's married or no longer in the country. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious about him.

"Do you want me to go with you to your check-up later?"

"You're worrying too much about me. Come on, give me a kiss if you will be this clingy."

She just rolled her eyes at me and gestured for me to leave.

I drove for almost two hours just for this check-up because it's a bit far. I read some reviews, and they were all positive, which convinced me, although there are also clinics closer to where I live. When I entered the clinic, I was greeted by a comfortable atmosphere, and there weren't many people. I calmed my pounding heart and waited patiently. Since I was on time for my appointment, I was immediately called into the room. When I sat down, I saw the silhouette of a tall man in a white coat. I swallowed a lump in my throat. Why has no one mentioned in the reviews that the doctor is a man? I just shrug off the little panic that started to blossom.

"Good morning, Lucy. I haven't heard from you in a long time. Why are you here today?"

And I failed because it was my ex, the one who took my innocence. He looks so masculine; I can still see glimpses of his muscles under his clothes, way bigger compared to when we were together.

"It's been almost 2-3 months since I last had my menstruation. I'm worried because this has never happened before, since I am getting my period regularly"

His eyebrows furrowed; he seemed more concerned than I was. There was a long pause before he continued to speak.

"Are you sexually active?"

I shook my head. His face lit up, or maybe I was just imagining things. He still looks like a puppy, and I want to pet him.

"When was the last time you had sex?"

I blushed, losing my ability to speak. Surely he doesn't remember, right? Or I could lie. But I'm here to get checked.

"It was 3 years ago."

I saw a smirk on his face before he showed me the bed where I could lie down. There was a curtain serving as a barrier from the waist down.

"Change into this gown so I can start examining you—and don't bother wearing your underwear."