Author's Note

[Milking] [NSFW] [Medical]
Characters: [Pipsqueak] [OC]
By Daxn

[NSFW] Check by Daxn

Pipsqueak’s legs trembled as he shifted on the doctor's office chair. The experience of going all alone was distressing, if not harrowing, unto itself, but the idea that he had come there to receive, in his father's words, a "complete check-up" added an extra layer of worry to it all.

What will happen? Oh, Celestia, what will happen? he thought as he looked down at the floor at his dangling hooves while the doctor was busy noting something on what looked like a notebook, drool running from his mouth.

"So, first time for you at this kind of visit, right?" he said while he scribbled down something with his forehooves, his voice unnervingly deep. Pipsqueak simply nodded silently as he started to look around him.

"Very well then... guess I'll have to put you through all the tests. But, first, let me have a look at your..." he paused, licking his lips with a loud slurp while he stared at Pipsqueak’s now-hidden crotch, “goodie down there.”

Pipsqueak gulped again, and he instinctively covered his trousers’ crotch with his hooves and cowered a little.

What does he want? he thought and looked up at the doctor who let out small chuckles at regular intervals.

“After… mmm… that, I’ll check you up, inch by inch. and, if you're a good boy, I’ll give you a treat… my lollipop even…” he said, putting down the pen, getting up on his rear hooves, and prompting Pipsqueak to do the same.

A lollipop as a treat? Odd… I thought they stopped giving those out as rewards for medical visits, Pipsqueak thought as he followed the doctor to the opposite side of the room.

"Sooo..." he said unsurely, while the doctor walked towards a red door at the opposite side from where he had been sitting, "what now?"

"Follow me, and you'll know," he said as he opened the door and gestured for Pipsqueak to walk inside the room. Keeping his head down and shaking a little, Pipsqueak complied.

At the threshold, Pipsqueak saw, on his left, attached to the wall, a long, tall, metallic structure, a narrow entrance in the middle with two small metal doors enclosing each side of the walk-in cavity. The doctor pushed Pipsqueak forward, making him stumble a little and almost crash against the machine's metal wall.

"Sorry, I’m… too excited," the doctor whispered before he went to a semi-hidden console on the side. A few seconds later, between the two halves of the machine, doors in the corridor opened up, sliding into their sockets in the walls.

Uhmm... guess I gotta go in, Pipsqueak thought, and he walked into the corridor.

"Get insi--oh, you're already in. Turn left and sit on the chair you find inside the chamber, then, my boy." The doctor spoke from what Pipsqueak assumed to be an interphone, which did little to mask the added sultry depth of the doctor’s voice meanwhile.

Pipsqueak did as instructed, walking forward until he found an aperture on his left, indicated by two light-green lights and signs of the presence of two sliding doors.

Guess that's the way, he thought, walking down the short corridor until he reached the chamber previously mentioned. It was square-shaped, and there was a seat whose style resembled a mix between a stretcher, a dentist's chair, and a sofa chair. Pipsqueak also noticed a veritable variety of tubes and hooks just above the aforementioned seat which unnerved him somewhat.

“Now... sit down, I'll take care of everything else from here," the doctor said, once again from the interphone all of a sudden, making Pipsqueak jump back, startled, and almost hit the metal wall behind him.

“A-alright…” Pipsqueak muttered before walking carefully towards the seat and sitting on it, waiting for the doctor to make his move.

A few seconds after he sat down, Pipsqueak noticed that, from the ceiling, a long tube dropped down, hitting near his crotch and making Pipsqueak jump from his seat and curl up a little.

"Now... move away your fur and reveal your sheath. Let it breathe until I tell you, then… set the tube over your sheath. It'll all be automatic." Another loud slurp came from the interphone.

My sheath? But why?! Then again… I have to do it. Pipsqueak thought as he moved away his fur to reveal his speckled, light brown sheath and ballsack.

“Now… put tube on sheath.”

With his left forehoof, Pipsqueak grabbed the tube that had dropped down, and, before putting it over his sheath, he decided to give it a closer inspection. He saw a light pink, lip-like rubber contraption, with a black, extendable rubber over the rest of the tube, which was connected to the ceiling by a long, transparent straw.

Hopefully that won't cut off my wee-wee... he worried with a wince and a shudder, while he set the tube over his sheath.

Around a minute later, Pipsqueak felt something clicking above his head, and the contraption over his sheath started slowly to go up and down, making a sucking motion, and something that looked like a black, plastic plate put itself over his testicles.

Pipsqueak tensed as he felt his penis being sucked, his balls vibrating, and the tip of his dick passing through the rubber entrance of the tube.

I feel really tingly... he thought as he squirmed and his penis basically filled the tube's entire space in the span of seconds. What is happening to me?

Pipsqueak watched his penis carefully, as if something catastrophic might happen to him real soon. Which it did, because, as he felt a weak electrical current passing through his testicles, he saw some drops of a white-gray liquid coming out of his penis.

"Ouch!" he yelped, bending inwards and moaning as he felt pain first, shortly followed by intense pleasure as he watched the white liquid coming from his shaft to go up the straw attached to the pumping tube.

"Uh-huh-eh!" Pipsqueak twitched around on the seat while his penis continued to be pumped by the machine. Drop after drop of sperm was extracted, slowly but surely, and, soon, the machine shut itself off slowly, following the slow retreat of Pipsqueak's penis into its sheath.

This was better than I expected, Pipsqueak thought, panting and sweating a little.

With a grunt, the interphone came to life again. His voice made it obvious he was aroused and excited at the same time, sounding something akin to wind passing through a cave deep under the earth. "Very well, detach yourself. Next lovely stop: an endoscopy... anal one, by the way… I love those."