Improper Exams

Forbidden Mint was stomping her hooves on the tiled floor before the kitchen's table, making a noise that resonated all through the house.

“I don't wanna! I don't wanna go!” she whined as she shook her head and swished her grapefruit orange curly mane around, whipping her tail at the same time “I don't wanna go to the doc!”

“But Minty, it's really important,” her mom, Garlic Sprout, said as she sat on the chair on the opposite side of the table, an empty cup of coffee and a small pile of red apple peels in front of her

“But he's scary and a meanie and he does hurty things to me!” she said in a shrill tone “I don't wanna go!”

“He's just trying to keep you healthy and strong sweetie, nothing wrong with that.” she said as leaned on the table.

“I'm not sick, why go?” Forbidden began to stomp again as she repeated “No! No! No go!”

“So, 'no' to being a big filly?” Garlic said suddenly after some that she remained silent as Forbidden kept on throwing a tantrum “Because going to the doctor without whining is what big fillies do and then they always get candy at the end. You do want to be a big filly, right?”

These words, like a well-placed lure, attracted Forbidden's attention, who stopped her stamping and now-raspy-voiced screaming to instead look up at her mother with her light blue eyes, saying “Yeah.”

“Then you must go to the doctor with me, otherwise you'll never be a big filly.” Garlic said with a tiny little smirk Forbidden couldn't really understand “You'll always remain little and be with your mummy forever, do you want that? Mummy would really, really like that!”

“Really mummy?” she said, tilting her head sideways”I'll never be a grown-up if I don't go to the doctor?”

“Of course! Why would mummy ever lie to you?” her voice was sing-songy and, to Forbidden, a little weird overall. As such, her little mind struggled to understand what was going on, and, after some thinking, she discarded that possibility that her mum was angry at her, so she was left only with her being happy. But, at the same time, part of her had a though, one that had never occurred to her: that her mother was lying right in her face. However it soon gave up in her attempts to tell whether she was lying or not: she decided to trust her word like she always did, and assume she was just happy.

“Uh... I don't wanna that. I wanna be a big filly, it's better.” Forbidden looked down at the floor. She then gulped, at the thought of what Garlic was going to say: her hopes of her saying it was all just a joke were very low.

“Alrighty, then let's go!” she said while jumping off the chair and trotted away towards the door. Forbidden Mint, feeling let down, let out a high-pitched defeated whine as she turned around and followed her mother's footsteps with her mint green ears lowered and her head hanging down.

After a long walk down unbusy streets and a couple of narrow alleys, Garlic stopped walking before a door. Forbidden stayed right behind her, looking at her hoof knocking on the pristine white door with a scribbled golden plaque nailed on it.

“I hope the doc isn't here.” she whispered to herself, only to see the shiny doorknob lower itself and the door open inwards to reveal a blue mare with a dark gray mane topped by the unmistakable white cap with a green cross on it.

“Ah, madam Sprout. Come in, the doctor will see your daughter soon.” she said. Garlic nodded and turned around to Forbidden.

“C'mon sweetie, let's go.” she whispered gently. Forbidden whimpered and frowned, as she very slowly climbed up the two small grey stone steps her mother had overcame in a single step into the waiting room, which had two lines of green seats places at opposite sides of the room, with a single light red door in the middle with four piles of magazines in each corner of the room, with the two piles next to the door looking newer than the one close to the entrance.

Forbidden Mint immediately turned to the pile of magazines on her left.

“No Forbidden, the doctor will be real soon, you can’t play right now. C’mon, sit down right here.”

Forbidden sighed and, with her head bowed, she walked towards Garlic’s seat. As soon as she set her hoof on an empty seat, however, the door creaked open, allowing a mare with a sleeping baby colt on her back to get out and for the mare that opened the door on the street to peek her head out.

“Next one forward!” she chirped. Garlic Sprout got up and walked towards the door, while Forbidden Mint was still climbing the seat and sitting down.

Garlic looked at Forbidden Mint with a smile and then quickly turned her head back towards the corridor in front of her, which made Forbidden realize that her plan to delay the doctor’s visit had been folded, so she sighed and jumped down to follow her mum into the doctor’s office while letting out out a small high-pitched whine.

After going down a corridor that was a bit dark, Forbidden Mint finally had set hoof in the doctor’s office, but to her it didn’t look like a doctor’s office at all: the walls were white when close to the ceiling and light blue when closer to the floor, much unlike the bright yellow and orange walls she was used to see. There were no toys nor plushies to be seen anywhere either, only a very light green curtain shield– almost hiding a strange contraption that looked like a bed of torture to her– on the left. Meanwhile, on the other side, there was a rolling tray, with a big black-and-yellow box, what looked like wads of cotton, a weird-looking metal stick, plus needles and a very weird, spoon-like object, all atop of that tray.

“Oooh… what’s that mommy?” she asked, pointing at the tray and the instruments on it. Her question went ignored, however, as Garlic was too busy waving her hoof at somepony.

“Good day Madam Garlic, is your daughter ready for her exams?” a gruff male voice spoke all of the sudden, making Forbidden gasp as she turned around to see who did just speak. She saw an unicorn stallion wearing a white-greenish coat– his mane dark grey, shorty and messy with a long beard that was united with his moustaches to match, his eyes were blue and the fur was of a weird colour between green and light blue– towering next to her mom as he pointed a little stack of papers with one of his hooves.

“Oh, she's is a little skittish about them, but that's normal for a filly her age.” she said to the pony in a white coat, before turning around to Forbidden “But I'm sure she'll be a good big filly and behave. Is that right, Minty?”

Her smile was wide, but her eyes were frowning, which Forbidden recognized as a order, so she nodded.

“I'll be good...” she muttered with her ears folded as she hesitantly turned around towards the doctor, before forcing herself to look up into his eyes, her lips trembling “but will you hurt me?”

The doctor loudly but briefly laughed.

“Of course not! I wouldn't be a doctor if I did!” he said while catching his breath “Now, maybe what I'll do soon will feel a little uncomfy, but don't worry, it doesn't hurt or anything like that.”

Not really reassured by the doctor's words, Forbidden gulped and weakly nodded, as she turned towards her mom.

“Alright then. I will give my little filly her privacy now,” Garlic said as she turned around towards the door “Call me when all's done with!”

“I will, Madam Garlic.” the doctor said with a nod as she left the room and closed the door behind her with a sound that felt ominous to Forbidden.

“Well then, what are we waiting for? Let's go take a look at you.” he said while he walked towards the bed-like thing. Forbidden walked towards it in silence and, as soon as she was at its base, the doctor lifted her up with his magic and turned her around on her back, which made her squeak.

“Let's start with the simple stuff,” he said while he laid her down on the thing's soft paper-covered seatback “when you go to the little fillies' room, does your pee hurts?”

“N-no, only before I have to go. Is it bad?”

“That's perfectly normal, nothing bad about it.” he said while stepping away towards the rolling tray and gripping on the handle with his mouth to pull it, a Forbidden looked around her with her heart beating really fast and her instinct telling her to run while her little brain told her to lay there and not make mommy mad.

“Now let's get ourselves covered...” he murmured as he used his mouth to pull the curtain-screen around in a circle containing him, the rolling tray (and its instruments) and Forbidden Mint “And here we go. Now, next question, do you ever play with yourself?”

Forbidden timidly tilted her head on the left. She was trying to think of what it could mean, but she was drawing blanks and that made her sweat, feeling sure that there was an answer and that she didn't know it. As such, she silently stared at him with her front hooves twtching for what felt like an eternity.

“Do you touch yourself down there?” he asked while he briefly averted his head to chuckle, much to her confusion. She didn't know how to answer to that question, so she tilted her head some more and frowned.

“Well, I'll just assume you don't.” the doctor shrugged as he then grabbed one of Forbidden's rear hooves “now I'll block your back hoofies in a certain position, so don't be scared.”

Forbidden Mint didn't dare to protest, as the doctor pulled out two hoofrests– with two black ties each dangling by their sides– from below the bed-like object she was laying on and placed her hooves on them, thus spreading her legs widely in a way that made her blush and caused her tail twitch a little, as it reminded her of the times she was still in diapers (not too long ago admittedly) and she had to be changed, with cold air blowing on her kitty and all other icky sensations. Then he placed the restrains in the buckles and fastened the tie on her lower limbs with a few determined pulls made with his mouth– they were tight so that, when Forbidden tried to wiggle her rear hooves, they barely moved.

“Alright, are you ready?” the doctor asked and Forbidden Mint meekly nodded.

“Let's start then!” the doctor turned around, took the spoon-like object from the tray and then licked it all over, leaving behind a couple of saliva trails coming from his mouth as he moved it closer and closer to Forbidden's privates. She looked on, confusion and curiosity over what was happening overtaking her fear for the doctor, watching as the object got closer and closer to her, until its saliva-warmed prongs barely entered inside her, making her squeak loudly at the sensation.

“W-what's happening?” she asked, just as the object was delicately pushed insider her. She froze completely, staring the doctor, biting her lip, her heart stopping for a moment as she blushed. Deep in her hearth, she felt that she should have tried to pull it out and run while calling for mom to fix it and comfort her, but she also felt that the object that was pushing inside of her wasn't all that bad– unlike shots, it wasn't painful, for one– and she felt her own body enveloping the thing as if it was trying to eat it.

“W-what's going on?” she said, unable to stop looking at the doctor pushing that thing inside of her.

“I'm just using this speculum to keep your little kitty nice and open,” he said, as he started to fiddle with it, squirming and squeaking as she felt the speculum expand in size inside of her “so that I can take a look inside, before I start rubbing those cotton swabs in.”

The doctor then lowered his head and closed one eyes, looking down her little hole. Forbidden felt a tingle in her spine and something resembling embarrassment as she realized what he was doing, but she couldn't quite understand why she felt nor why he was doing it in the first place.

“It looks pretty healthy so far: pink, fresh and with no hymen. Now let's take a sample outta you.” the doctor said, while picking up the odd metal stick and placing a cotton wad on its tip, lowering his head and closing one eye again, but this time using one of his hooves to move the stick inside Forbidden's privates. The stick, unlike the speculum, was cold– except its tip, which felt fluffy and soft like a blanket thanks to the cotton placed onto it– and when it glanced against her sensitive walls, she shivered and winced, whining softly as the cavity's muscles uncomfortably contracted to push it out, as if they had any choice or chance to do so. All it did was making the soft squishy innards feel the cold more often and, in turn, causing Forbidden to squirm and again and again.

“Almost done with this!” the doctor said as soon as he noticed her shifting around “Stay still just a little longer, it's gonna get deep inside you, I'll wiggle around, then I'll pull out real quick, okay?”

Before Forbidden could say anything about it– or indeed understand anything of what he had said– she experienced a strange sensation inside her, as the stick stopped moving and the cotton seemingly had reached another place inside her entirely, one that felt quite uncomfortable to get into, let alone stuff with something. Not understanding what happened or why she was feeling pain and discomfort like that, Forbidden whimpered “ouch” and wiggled around in place, biting her lip to fight that feeling off in order to keep being still. However, soon after, the doctor started to move the stick around and that, for some reasons, felt much better, almost like a massage done very deeply inside her, one that felt quite pleasant as it rubbed the inside of that part of her privates she couldn't see, and that caused her to freeze, staring at the curtain in front of her as if she had noticed something interesting, before slowly coming to terms with the feeling and giggling a little. Suddenly, the doctor briefly stopped circling and then he gave a strong pull to the stick: when it left, Forbidden jolted up and moaned, stars briefly appearing in her eyes as a strange tingling, good-feeling, sensation spread from her cavity to all of her body, freezing her in place as she let it be... but it was over in a blink of an eye.

“It really funny, can we do it again please?” Forbidden folded her ears and looked up at him with widened eyes, his heart beating a little faster at the thought of what could happen if she refused.

“Sorry, little one, we can't do it again” the doctor said while setting the cotton ball inside what looked like a really thin and small glass before covering that glass with a plastic cork “but, if you liked that, I'm sure you'll like even more what I'm going to do next.”

Forbidden Mint pouted and resisted the temptation to cross her hooves and whine like she usually did: after all, she didn't want to know what the doctor could do to her if she threw a tantrum or acted up, nor she wanted to get grounded by her mom once it was all over.

The doctor opened up a hatch of the black-and-yellow box and pulled out a red cable and a blue one, respectively ending with a thick needle and some kind of small metal clothespin. He took the blue one in his hoof and started poking around her privates, until he opened up the clothespin and snapped it close on a tiny red bubble-like protuberance– one that Forbidden had not noticed until then– that when closed upon caused her to yelp and jolt up as a sensation similar to the weird one she felt before came back and intermixed with a stinging but very brief pain that made her rear legs jerk around in a vain attempt to kick.

“Uhuh, sorry, maybe I did this a little too roughly… dhould’ve clamped your clit more slowly.” he whispered, before shrugging and using his hooves to slowly bring the cavity back at its original size “but whatever, let’s get the speculum out, prepare the machine to stimulate your clitty and labia and when we’ll be ready.”

She huffed and weakly giggled as she felt the speculum that was inside her getting smaller and her tender vag going back to its natural state ever-so-slowly, thus giving her some sort of sense of relief that spread from her lower parts all over her lower body, and ticklish sensation hit her when the instrument was rapidly pulled out of her delicate entrance and set back on the tray.

The doctor started to press buttons and turn manoples around, which made green and yellow lights appear on the box as a slight cracking sound to come from the needle. The doctor grinned widely for reasons Forbidden didn’t quite understand and in a way she could only define as devious yet feeling not malicious towards her. Soon after, he took the cable in his hooves and slowly moved it to the opposite end of what she assumed was what the doctor called "labia", which felt slightly warm and a little odd to have there, lying around like that.

“Alright, first of all, let’s see how do you react to a single shock. Gonna pull in one… two…” then the doctor turned a switch and before she could even ask (or indeed, say) anything, a strong shock of electricity hit her lower parts with such an intensity that she loudly yelped and jolted up, her entire lower body twitching as sharp notes of pain intermixed with high notes of enjoyment to create a feeling that got her to roll her eyes and to moan loudly, while her cavity rapidly spasmed open and close on the rod, in turn creating a buzzing, ticklish feeling in her sensitive insides– which would’ve made her giggle, had it not been for everything else– and making her squirm around in the useless attempt to distribute the feeling all over her body, trying to do that well past the point the shock had been administered.

The doctor chuckled as he turned the machine off.

“Looks like you like this already…” he said to Forbidden as she rapidly blinked, before she her head and locks around.

“Weird, I felt like when I pull a sweater off, but... more fun?” she smiled widely after a deep sigh needed to recover from the sensation she had just experienced oh-so-strongly. Her privates were feeling wet, as if she was sweating down there “I felt tickles inside me, I liked the tickles inside me!”

The doctor let out another chuckle as he meddled with the yellow-and-black machine’s switches and buttons, then he grabbed the blue cable in his hoof and used his other hoof to turn a switch: as soon as he did that, the electricity started to go through Forbidden’s clit, but, this time, it was much weaker, coming and going in a pattern that caused it to twitch and Forbidden to blush slightly and lightly fold her ears while giggling and trying to cover her mouth with her two front hooves, sensing the same feeling she experienced when the stick was rubbed against her cavity, but strong and somehow better, and, yet, new for reasons unknown to her, making her lower body squirm in the restrains and her upper body to twitch around.

Then the doctor set the blue cable inside her and then quickly fiddled with the machine again.

Forbidden Mint felt her brain escape from her skull as she let out a loud shriek and froze in place for a really short time. The tickling sensation was back once again, but stronger this time, with the two electrical cables stimulating her body’s most sensitive parts in a way that made her lower body lightly twitch.

“M-more! More! Please more tickles inside me!” she said between her soft laugh and her occasional squeal.

“Wish granted!” the doctor moved a manople around. The shocks got more intense and the pattern went faster, which made Forbidden feel her cavity squeeze down to fully envelope the rod and her clit to beat beneath the clothespin, until she could clearly feel the rod resting inside her vag, the tickling slowly changing into a warm rubbing-like sensation as the walls closed down onto it. Her laughter got louder and her squeals much more frequent, her upper body was outright twitching at every jolt of electricity that hit her, her face got red for some reasons and her ears folded back and forth like wings being flapped by a bird.

“E-even more! More! More!” she shrieked loudly, not even afraid of having i taken away for rudeness… not that she had to worry, for now the electricity became a strong continuous current streaming right in her private parts and making them pulse like mad. She trashed her front hooves around– sometimes even clapping them in her blissful state– seeing stars in her field of vision and hearing the electricity’s buzz mix with her own high-pitched sounds to create a self-sustaining harmonious melody coming inside her full-folded ears resting against her tomato-red face. She started to heavily pant like when she ran on the playground– but at such a pace that would’ve made her lungs hurt, had it not been for the sea of strange pleasure she was drowning in right there– and to sweat somewhat, her laugh slowly replaced by high-pitched giggles she never thought she could do, all while a miniature thunderstorm ravaged her lower parts that started to get humid and drip with some kind of liquid she hoped wasn’t pee..

Suddenly Forbidden felt pressure build up inside her. As a result, she stopped to laugh to instead start moaning and, instinctively, try to reach for her lower parts to no avail, her rear hooves twitching harder and harder in the restrains. The doctor let out an outright laugh as he fiddled one last time with the machine.

Forbidden’s vision went blank, her body ceasing to feel anything else but pure, unadulterated enjoyment that matched noone of her previous life experiences. She remained in a haze that seemingly never had to end.. until it did, going down pleasure’s roller-coaster as fast as a speeding bullet, prompting a squirt of a clear liquid to come out of her lower parts. The doctor quickly turned the machine off, thus turning off the current and making all stimulation cease.

With her senses suddenly left deprived of such a strong stimulation, her vision started to turn foggy and her ears rang, yawning as she felt her body go limp and her eyes close…

A headache later, Forbidden Mint babbled as she groggily raised her head, fluttering her eyes open. She noticed that she was back into her room at home, and that something warm was filling up her lower parts.

“The visit is done… already?” she muttered to herself, as she tried to sit up, a sticky feeling going around her lower parts. Looking down to it, she saw a white-ish liquid oozing out of her. Perking up her ears, she touched it: it felt sticky and warm. She felt a little repulsed but, at the same time, attracted by it. After some thinking, she give it a lick: it tasted somewhat salty, with accents of what tasted like cherry. Thus, she started grab it out of her vag like a bear eating honey.

“Can’t wait wait to tell mommy about this yummy cream!”