Raven sat in the waiting room with her knees bouncing nervously. She had always dreaded doctor's appointments, but this one was different. Her usual doctor was out sick, and the replacement was a foreign woman with piercing blue eyes and a stern demeanor. She kept shooting Raven judgmental glares, making her feel even more self-conscious.

"Miss Devonport?" The woman called out, motioning for Raven to follow her.

Raven hesitantly followed the doctor into the exam room, her mind racing with all the worst-case scenarios. She stood there awkwardly as the doctor began checking her vitals, trying to ignore the sensation of her cold fingers on her skin.

"I'm going to need you to undress from the waist down," the doctor instructed, her accent thickening.

Raven hesitated, feeling her face flush in embarrassment. "Do I really have to?"

"Yes, it's standard procedure," the doctor snapped impatiently.

Reluctantly, Raven complied and laid down on the examination table, trying to focus on anything other than the invasive procedure she was about to undergo. But as the doctor began touching her in ways that no one ever had before, she couldn't help but feel a strange sense of arousal creep over her. She tried to fight it, but her body was betraying her.

"Fuck," Raven groaned involuntarily, her eyes rolling back in her head.