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This story is an homage to a similar story I read years ago and I have never been able to find again. I don’t know the name of the author, the name of the story, or even what website I read it on. If anyone feels I am ripping off an existing story, you are correct. I loved the story and have tried to find it many times. Please feel free to comment or message me the original story or any similar stories you think I might be thinking of and I will try to give them proper credit.

[Edit: Hooked6 found the original story I was thinking of and shared it with me deeper in the thread. After reading this again I took a lot of the setup from this story and I'm glad I can give WaveyDavey credit. His story was never finished but I really enjoy what he wrote.

Check it out here: https://www.literotica.com/s/reporter-humiliated]

This is my own take on the situation the mystery author created. I don’t remember many details from the old story so I don’t know if my order of events is similar, but I hope there is room for both stories in this world. This story might be a little bloated and self-indulgent for some readers (coming in at around 23K words). I should probably start using an editor eventually. I try very hard to make the scenarios I create feel believable. I want them to feel like something that if the dice fell exactly right could actually happen in the real world. Since what happens is eventually so extreme, that takes a lot of build up. I’m not very good at getting to the action quickly. I think it’s pretty hot once it gets going, though.

Constructive criticism is welcome and appreciated. With that said, please enjoy this twisted fantasy of humiliation and exposure. I had a lot of fun writing it.

Jake Schaffer was a very ambitious man. He had spent years working his way up in the broadcast journalism industry. He had gotten the education in a respectable university, he had started at the bottom and slowly worked his way from behind a computer to in front of the camera. After a few more years he worked his way to nightly work behind the desk, and finally the coveted lead anchor position had opened up in his local city. East Hill City was a medium sized market, but nothing to scoff at. Most journalists would kill for a head anchor position in a market like this. His whole life plan had all been coming together so well, and he had worked so hard for it, until SHE showed up.

She walked in here flashing a little cleavage and a little leg, and in just 2 years she had taken the head anchor position over Jake. He was the co-anchor, and his smaller paycheck and second billing made it very clear who the star of the show was. The hot young redhead almost right out of college. Nancy Carson. It was her face in the commercials and on the billboards. Jake Schaffer was playing second fiddle just because she had a nice set of tits and knew how to flaunt them just enough to get what she wanted without looking like a slut.

Jake had spent years learning from the old anchor and worked his ass off every step of the way. The position was meant to be his. That’s why he had put this entire plan together. He hung up the phone with his friend, Dr. Steven Rainer. Everything was set and ready to go. It had not seemed possible at first, but somehow the plan came together. Things could certainly go wrong if Nancy didn’t act the way he anticipated, but he had already gotten further than he expected.

The hardest part of the entire plan had been getting approval from the city council, mayor, and state legislatures to actually air the entire procedure. Jake had called in more than a few favors. Once the approval finally came in it was just a matter of a massive marketing blitz, and now tomorrow was expected to have 2-3 times the highest ratings the network had ever pulled in. Who wouldn’t tune into such a spectacle, all done in the name of health and wellness.

Jake Schaffer adjusted his quickly rising member as he contemplated how things might go tomorrow evening. As much as he despised Nancy Carson, she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever met. He estimated she had D cup breasts, maybe even DD. Her natural red hair hung to her shoulders and seemed to glow like fire when under the camera lights. She only needed a touch of makeup here and there, her natural beauty would be suspected of makeup and airbrushing on camera. He wouldn’t believe she was that naturally gorgeous himself if he didn’t see her in the morning before getting done up for the news broadcast. Her legs were maybe his favorite part of her to look at. She liked to wear short skirts, and her legs had just a touch of muscle tone and were so smooth, not a blemish to be seen. It was hard to find a single flaw in her physical beauty. This planned debacle would be a pleasure to witness even if it wasn’t in the name of destroying his detested rival.

Well, she wouldn’t be his rival much longer. This was game, set, and match...



Nancy Carson straightened the white collar on her flawless silk blouse sticking out above her brand-new green blazer. She loved the way the blazer brought out her emerald eyes. Her long red hair framed her face perfectly, nearly as red as her painted lips curving into her famous smile. The same smile she could currently see on the huge billboard outside her office window for Channel 9 Nightly News.

Nancy still couldn’t believe it was HER face in all the ads. It was still sinking in that she was actually the HEAD ANCHOR on the biggest local news station in East Hill City! Hundreds of thousands of people tuned in every night to watch her tell them the news. It was a dream come true. She knew a lot of her colleagues were not happy that she had been fast tracked to her position. Her co-anchor most of all, who had been at the station for something like 15 years, while she had only been here for about 2 years, but that was his problem, not hers. If the network wanted Nancy as the face of their network that was up to them.

Looking at the time Nancy saw she needed to get to the meeting room. They were going over the final details of tonight's broadcast. This was expected to be the largest broadcast in the history of their network, and by a huge amount. Nancy shook her head in resentment as she thought about how stupid this whole thing was. Yes, they would bring in big numbers, but these were not the kinds of numbers a respectable news agency should be bringing in. They should be building a reputation as a reliable and trustworthy network, not going for cheap thrills.

Nancy entered the room, everyone else was already there. She took her seat, crossed her arms, and glared at Jake on the other side of the table. She was not going to complain today, everyone already knew she was against this broadcast, but it was way too late to change plans now. This was Jake’s pet project anyway, when the whole thing blew up in their faces she would remind everyone of that. As far as Nancy was concerned he was ending his own career with this shit-show.

The only people in the meeting were those who were going to be in the room tonight. Nancy, Jake Schaffer, Daniel Gorny (the show’s producer and their direct boss), Simon (The camera man), and Jake’s gross little nephew, Trevor, who was acting as an intern and “learning the ropes” from his Uncle. Apparently he would be handling any little basic tasks like fixing broken lighting, mics, minor makeup touch-ups. It never hurt to have an extra set of hands. Nancy didn’t think Trevor should be around for this (he was only 18 years old), but Jake has a lot of pull and influence in the network (for now). The only other people who would be present for tonight’s broadcast were the doctor and model who would be undergoing the check-up (or debasing herself, the way Nancy saw it).

Daniel was the top dog at their show. He signed the paychecks and got the final say in everything. He had been totally sold on Jake’s perverted idea from day one, and Nancy had no choice but to go along with it. She made her opinion on the entire sordid affair clear to him several times, but she was a professional. As the face of the network she had been advertising this special broadcast all week. The station had made a big deal about Women’s Health Week and this was the big finale. After almost 2 months of negotiations with local and state politicians, Daniel and Jake had gotten approval to air an entire women’s health check-up live on television. This was done in the name of preventative health and demystifying healthcare. Sure, it was sold to politicians that way, but she knew it was just an excuse to show a hot model in compromising positions and pull in viewer numbers.

Nancy had purposely avoided any details of the broadcast. She was contractually obligated to be present and would have to ask questions and interview the doctor, but outside of that she was washing her hands of the whole debacle. This was Jake’s show and she was fine with that. She pulled out her phone and browsed her social media accounts for the entire meeting.

Nancy Carson would come to regret ignoring the planning meetings for this broadcast more than she could possibly imagine.

Nancy Carson was not impressed with the dinky little Doctor’s Office they were setting up to broadcast from. They were a large and respected news organization, why were they working with what appeared to be a tiny little strip-mall Doctor with a single room and seemingly no nurses or staff? The reason became obvious as the crew set up the cameras and lighting. This Dr. Rainer was clearly Jake Schaffer’s friend. It made sense for this sketchy doctor to be friends with Jake. Nancy giggled to herself as she thought Jake probably got his roofies from this guy... Then she stopped giggling when she considered it might actually be true.

For the most part Nancy just browsed around on her phone. Her hair and makeup were done back at the studio. If any touch-ups were needed throughout the night she could do it herself, or gross little Trevor would do it. She didn’t expect to be on camera too much tonight, anyway. Jake was expected to handle the bulk of it. For some reason that ingrate seemed proud of himself for this travesty of a “news program”.

Checking the time she saw that the live broadcast was to begin in 20 minutes. Looking around she didn’t see the model yet and wondered if she would be here on time. It would be hilarious if she was a no-show and ruined Jake’s big night, but that would reflect poorly on the entire network. She noticed Daniel tapping his foot on the linoleum floor and checking his watch. She was clearly not the only one that had noticed time ticking down. Jake was repeatedly dialing phone numbers but no one was answering. Nancy just shrugged her shoulders and went back to browsing. This was not her problem.

Ten minutes later Nancy felt a nervous presence in front of her. She pulled her eyes up from her phone and saw her boss awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. Daniel was a chubby and awkward man, but he loved this network more than anything in his life. He was the first one in every morning and the last one to go home. He personally led every meeting and never asked anyone to do something he wasn’t willing to do himself. On top of having a lot of respect for him, Nancy was also grateful he had given her the lead anchor position.

“What’s up, Dan?” Nancy asked as she slipped her phone into her purse.

“We’re in trouble, Nance, big big trouble.”

She just watched him, saying nothing, what did he expect her to do about any of this? She told him not to have this ridiculous broadcast in the first place.

“Our model was supposed to be here almost an hour ago and no one can reach her. We’ve called, texted, emailed... Everything.”

“What can I do about it?”

Daniel stared everywhere in the room except at Nancy as he continued, “I really gambled on this report. I blew our budget for the next 3 months expecting a huge ROI. We’ve sold more ad space for tonight then we can ever possibly hope to pay back.” He looked deeply ashamed, “This could end the show forever. We might actually get shut down...”

Nancy’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. How could Daniel be so stupid? She had JUST gotten the lead anchor position less than a month ago! She had made it to the top! At her current career trajectory she could be a lead anchor on CNN or FOX News in a few more years. A screw-up like this could ruin her career for YEARS, if not FOREVER! She might never get another shot at the big desk!

“What the hell were you thinking, Daniel? We need to get this girl here NOW, or we need to get a new model here!” Nancy was on her feet, feeling the need to do something but having no idea where to begin. Checking her watch, she saw that they were meant to go live in 7 minutes.

“There isn’t time. It took an entire week to find the first model. Even if I could snap my fingers to have another model immediately agree, they couldn’t be here in the next 5 minutes. Hell, we would be lucky if they could be here in an hour. Not much we can do with a model 60 minutes late to a 90 minute broadcast!”

Nancy put her palm to her forehead to stop the room from spinning. She felt herself panicking and forced herself to slow down and take a breath. “So what do we do?”

Once again Daniel stared at the floor near Nancy’s feet, “We need you to do it, Nancy. You are literally our only choice. The only way to save the network...”

Her? Get some gross medical check-up on live television? It was true that no other women from the network were here, and even if they were, none of them have nearly as much to lose as Nancy does. What would be worse, a little embarrassment in front of her colleagues, or losing her dream job? How in depth was this stupid exam? She should have paid attention to the meetings…

No matter how she looked at it, she was having trouble seeing any way around it. She was trapped. Nancy felt her legs give out and fell to her knees. This could not possibly be happening...

Nancy didn’t think she could do this. She had agreed to change into the hospital gown while she “thought it over”. There was so little time before the broadcast started that if she agreed to do it after giving it some thought she wouldn’t have time to change into the gown. She would have to think and change at the same time. Checking her watch as she threw her blazer down and began unbuttoning her white silk blouse, she saw that they went live in 4 minutes. It would start with a brief introduction from Jake, so she probably had an additional 4 minutes after 9pm before she needed to be camera ready (if she agreed to do it).

This entire situation was so unbelievable. She had ignored all of their meetings on this broadcast and had not seen the marketing, so she knew almost no details about what was planned tonight. If she did this she was walking into a horribly humiliating situation completely blind.

She dropped her silk blouse on the floor, not having time to properly fold her clothes, and began fiddling with the zipper on her skirt.

This was network television, so they could only show so much. This would be embarrassing, but the only people that would actually see anything were the people in the room, right? The people in the room that she works with literally every single day of her life...

She kicked her skirt from her feet and lowered her pantyhose. She briefly stopped to look at herself in the mirror. A beautiful, 22 year old woman stood in her designer lingerie. Slightly curly red hair cascaded over her shoulders. Nervous looking emerald eyes stared back at her. Nancy shrugged off her D cup bra and took just a couple of seconds to appreciate the perkiness of youth still present in her breasts. She rubbed the bra lines from her skin and felt her nipples tighten up in the cool, sterile air. With only her dark green thong remaining on her body she grabbed the hospital gown and threw it on. She tied it as tight as she could, but it didn’t close all the way in the back, with a sigh she noticed her entire ass was on display in the slightly too small gown. It had been a mistake to wear a thong today, but she couldn’t allow panty lines to show in her skirt.

Before removing it she took one last look at her watch. 2 minutes to broadcast. She heard Daniel bang on the bathroom door and yell for her to hurry up. This would be horribly humiliating, Daniel would owe her such a huge bonus for this... But she couldn’t let the show fold just a month after getting the lead anchor position.

Nancy took a deep breath, tried to adjust the back of her gown one last time, and opened the bathroom door. She could do this!



Jake Shaffer let out an internal sigh of relief as he saw Nancy walking out of the bathroom in the hospital gown. His big gamble had paid off. He knew in the end Nancy would fill in for the model when she didn’t show up. Jake had never even hired a model in the first place, he faked the whole thing. Forcing Nancy into this position had been the plan all along.

Simon began counting down from five from behind the camera. The red light on the front of the camera lit up and Simon pointed at Jake as his queue to start. Jake flashed a completely genuine smile at the audience as he began speaking. He had never felt better, months of planning had led up to this very moment and he had just overcome what he thought would be the hardest part. The stuck up bitch had actually agreed to fill in as the patient.

“Good evening East Hill and welcome to this special broadcast. All week we have been discussing the importance of women’s health, and nothing is more important than proper preventative care. We come to you tonight with the goal of demystifying health care, and hopefully this will lead to some of you out there going out and getting a proper check up. It truly could save your life. Detecting something as monstrous as cancer as early as possible is very important, but there are an enormous amount of issues you might not even be aware your body has. Our very own anchor woman, Nancy Carson, believes so strongly in this message that she has personally volunteered to have her own full health check-up done for our special broadcast tonight, to show you that there is nothing to be afraid of. We are going to take you live into the office of East Hill’s own Doctor Steven Rainer, where you can see first hand that there is nothing to be scared or ashamed of when it comes to looking after your own health and well being. We will be on the scene to interview both Dr. Rainer and Miss Carson as the check-up continues, but for the most part we will act as a fly on the wall, leaving them to conduct a full, proper health check-up. Once again, I’m Jake Schaffer, and thank you for being here. After a quick word from our sponsors we will be back to begin the procedure.” Jake flashed his million dollar smile and waited for the signal that they had gone to commercial break.

Jake had a predatory smile on his face as he watched Nancy awkwardly speaking to Daniel and Dr. Rainer. She was so clearly uncomfortable in that silly little child’s size gown he had prepared for her. She had jumped in a chair to try to cover her ass as soon as she stepped out of the restroom. She had about 2 minutes to get ready to lose all of her dignity, although she likely didn’t know that yet. If the stupid girl had paid attention in their half a dozen meetings about tonight she would know there would be absolutely no censorship of tonight's broadcast. That was what had been so difficult to get approval for. In the name of a public health and education service they had the approval to show every detail of their model in full HD. Nancy Carson was about to show everything she had to an audience of hundreds of thousands of people, not even counting the millions that would later watch it online. It was going to be a brilliant night.

“Are you fully undressed beneath the gown?” Dr. Rainer was going down his final checklist with Nancy before they were on camera.

“Um, yes. I only have my panties on below this.” Nancy blushed and tried to speak low enough that the others would not hear.

Remaining nonchalant Dr. Rainer continued, “I’m afraid those will need to go for a thorough check-up. I would remove them now rather than do it while on camera.”

Nancy wanted to argue back, she was hoping that somehow they could skip any parts that might require her thong to be removed, but she could see the wisdom in his words. Removing her panties on live television was not worth keeping them on for an extra 10 minutes. With a nervous glance around she stood and quickly pulled her thong down from beneath her hospital gown. She grabbed them and quickly sat back down, hoping no one was able to see her naked bottom for those few seconds. Now she held her panties and awkwardly looked around not knowing what to do with them. Dan held his hand out waiting to take them, and with a sigh she wadded them up and put them in his hand. A fresh blush colored her cheeks and she averted her eyes. Dr Rainer continued speaking to her and she didn’t notice Dan subtly slip the thong into his jacket pocket.

“Very good, Miss Carson.” The doctor finally looked up from his clipboard and made eye contact. “Just try to relax, I do this every single day. Just answer my questions honestly, follow my instructions, and we will be done before you know it.”

Yeah, just let me relax while I’m nearly naked and about to be broadcast live to half the state...

“We’re live in one minute!” Simon announced to the room.

Dan placed a hand on Nancy’s shoulder meant to comfort her, but it just reminded her that all she wore was a flimsy hospital gown. He held a stack of documents in front of her and handed her a pen.

“Sorry we didn’t have time to go over this. You need to sign this release right now or we can’t show any of this.”

Sign the release? She had never even technically agreed to do this! After changing into the gown she had sort of just been rushed along and had never found the moment to refuse. Once she signed the paper there was no backing out...

“30 seconds!”

Nancy was out of time to think and it was already too late to back out. She quickly signed and dated the document. She tried to hand it back to Dan but he turned a few pages and she had to sign and date on two more lines. She heard him let out a relieved breath as he took the documents and quickly stepped out of the camera frame.

Nancy tried to swallow as she stared at the camera lens. She usually loved it. The camera was her reason for waking up in the morning. Being on that camera and reporting the news was her dream job. Right now it felt more like staring at a firing squad. She saw Simon begin to count down from five and the little red light came on next to the camera lens.

Holy shit… Holy shit I’m about to be on TV in this tiny gown and with no panties on!

Nancy’s mind when crazy and she began looking for her thong. She would take them off on camera if she had to! She just wanted the cover as long as she could have it! Where were they!?!?

Ignoring the camera completely, Dr. Rainer began speaking to Nancy as if this was a perfectly normal procedure. She gave up on finding her thong when his voice jerked her back to reality. She squeezed her thighs together as if her life depended on it. The lights behind the camera lens had never felt so blinding to Nancy. That little red light felt like the eyes of thousands of perverted men.

“Miss Carson?”

Nancy realized Dr Rainer had been speaking to her. She managed to pull her eyes away from the camera and look at him from her seat.

With complete calm Dr. Rainer repeated himself, “I asked if you could please answer a few questions for me before we begin.”

“Oh, uh... Y-yes, of course.” She needed to stop sweating so much, it would smear her makeup.

“Very good.” He looked down at his clipboard, only briefly looking at Nancy in between questions. “How old are you?”

“I am twenty-two.” Nancy was a little insecure about her young age, she knew she was probably a decade younger than just about anyone else who had made lead anchor. A subtle blush marked her cheeks.

“Have you been feeling well lately? Anything bothering you?”

“Just nerves.” She tried to crack a slight closed mouth smile, hoping her little joke could break the tension a bit. Dr. Rainer did not seem to understand it was a joke.

“I see, nerves can mean a few different things. Thank you for letting me know.” He made a note on his clipboard while Nancy slightly frowned. Before she could correct him he moved on, “Are you eating well and getting enough sleep.”

“I try to take good care of myself. I stay on a carefully controlled diet and try to get at least 6 hours of sleep per night.” She was quite proud of the way she took care of herself.

“You should really try to get at least 7 hours of sleep per night, lack of sleep can lead to a plethora of health issues.” He made another note on his clipboard and moved on. “Are you getting regular exercise?”

Nancy was getting a little annoyed with the doctor continuing to find little issues with her answers, “I exercise regularly. Four days a week I exercise for an hour before going into the office. I run 2 miles on my treadmill and do yoga.” She couldn’t help but slightly smirk towards the camera as she bragged. Let’s see him find an issue with that.

“Do you smoke or drink alcohol?”

Of course, no comment when she does something right. “I don’t smoke, I will have a glass of wine once or twice a week.”

“Only once or twice, make sure you are being truthful, Miss Carson.” This was the first time he stopped and made real eye contact with her.

Nancy felt like a little girl being scolded by her father. “W-well maybe a little more like four nights a week, I’ll h-have a glass or two I guess.” Why was she blushing? There is nothing wrong with having a some wine here and there. This doctor made her uncomfortable. Hell, everything about this entire situation made her uncomfortable.

Dr. Rainer began writing on his clipboard again, “So a couple of bottles of wine per week...”

That was the worst possible way anyone could possibly describe her drinking habits. She sounded like a lush!

“Are you sexually active, Miss Carson?”

Her eyes grew wide and her jaw almost literally dropped to her lap. Just like that? No warning, it was time to discuss her sex life on broadcast television? Nancy felt her adrenaline kick in, she began sweating again, and oddly, she felt her nipples perk up.

Suddenly, the camera pivoted away from her and she noticed Jake had his mic out. “Please take a short break, Doctor Rainer, while we go to a message from our sponsors. We will be right back with this special report on female health.”

Thank God, she had a moment to catch her breath before this got 10 times worse...

Daniel and Trevor were both in her face the moment commercials began. Trevor was dabbing at her forehead and cheeks with fresh makeup, trying to cover up her glossy sweat. Nancy did not fail to notice that he had a goofy smile on his face and his eyes were on her totally bare legs more than the face he was supposed to be touching up. He was a pervert just like his Uncle. Daniel was trying to give her instructions. He was a good producer, he always made sure she had everything she needed. He seemed almost as nervous as her at this crazy situation.

“How are you holding up, Nance?” Daniel seemed genuinely concerned. It was nice knowing someone was looking out for her.

Nancy told him the truth, “I’m mortified at this entire situation. I expect a massive bonus and an extra two weeks of vacation for this.”

Dan seemed to be crunching some numbers in his head for a moment, “We can make that happen, if you can calm yourself down. We really need you to loosen up. We’re trying to convince women to not be afraid to get a check-up, and you look like a deer about to get hit by a car.”

Nancy readjusted herself in the chair, uncrossing her left leg and crossing her right leg over it. Trevor looked like he was about to faint. Nancy was caught somewhere between indignation and agreeing with Dan. She wanted to be mad at his words, but it was hard to stand up for yourself when you were almost naked in front of your boss. It did not help that he was right. She needed to get her nerves under control.

“I know, I’ll try. It’s just that... This is all happening so fast and I didn’t have time to...”

“30 SECONDS!” Someone yelled from behind the camera.

Daniel patted her on the shoulder, “You’ll do great. We all have faith in you. Just pretend the camera isn’t even there, it’s just a normal doctor visit. Run of the mill. No big deal.”

Daniel gave what was meant to be a reassuring smile and a thumbs up as he moved back behind Simon and the camera. Nancy closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths as Dr. Rainer took the seat in front of her again.

“5, 4, 3...” The counting trailed off and the red light returned just as Nancy opened her eyes.

“We now return to our in progress health and wellness exam.” She heard Jake say and the camera swiveled back to facing Nancy head on.

Dr. Rainer began addressing his clipboard, “Now where did we leave off… Ah yes. Are you sexually active, Miss Carson?”

Right back to the same question as if the break never happened. All she could do was answer. Her face turned red as she responded, “At the moment I am single.”

The Doctor frowned, “That doesn’t really answer the question, when was the last time you had intercourse?”

Nancy gripped the sides of her gown hard enough for her knuckles to turn white as she tried to resist shouting that this was not appropriate to discuss on television.

“It-it’s b-been about two years I would s-say...” Nancy felt like she should explain that she was too busy with her job to find time to date, that was why she had broken up with her boyfriend two years back, he said she never had time for him.

“Have you been seen by a medical professional any time between then and now?”

“Umm... Not in any cap-capacity where th-that would be relevant.” She couldn’t believe she was saying this on live TV... She would never live this shame down.

“Do you ever masturbate, Miss Carson?”

She could have sworn he smirked just a bit when he asked that, just at the corner of his mouth. Nancy felt her nipples pucker and just a tiny twinge of heat in her belly. It was such a dirty question to ask, and she would have to answer with tens of thousands of perverts watching her, in this flimsy little gown and with no panties...

“S-s-sometimes... I do...” Nancy peeked at the camera for just a split second when answering and knew it was a mistake. She quickly averted her eyes to her own lap and intertwined fingers, hoping the ground would swallow her up. Her legs being utterly naked made it more awkward then calming to look at her lap. Normally there would be a knee length skirt and pair of pantyhose over all that bare skin.

“How often do you masturbate?”

“Is this imp-portant?”

“It is nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about, I promise you that everyone does it. I just need to know how often you do it for our appointment today.”

Nancy could not BELIEVE she had to say this. He had DEFINITELY smirked at her. It was not just in her head. “I do it maybe once a week, I guess.”

Dr. Rainer just watched her and wrote nothing on his clipboard. A few seconds went by before he spoke. “Are you being honest, Nancy?”

It’s like he could read her mind, this asshole fucking doctor! Nancy got herself off every single morning in her shower before work, and probably again most evenings. She was NOT going to say on television that she shlicked herself off multiple times a day!

“That would be very rare for a healthy woman in her sexual prime.” He continued waiting for her to speak.

“I guess I do it a bit more than that... Maybe once a... Uh... Once a day I guess.” It was official, Nancy Carson had reached maximum humiliation. Nothing could possibly top this.

“Patient masturbates 1+ times per day. That is very good, Nancy. Very good for you and shows a strong and healthy libido.”

Nancy hoped this was the last time anyone ever complimented her healthy libido. She just brushed non-existent wrinkles out of her gown and waited for whatever came next. The worst had to be over.

“Other than vaginal, what sorts of intercourse have you participated in?”

“What!?” Nancy couldn’t help it, she lost her cool a bit. What kind of question was that?

“Have you ever participated in anal or oral sexual intercourse, Miss Carson?”

“No I have never had any sexual intercourse with my... my anus!” Nancy almost whispered the last word. Could they even say this on broadcast TV? Were they bleeping this out right now?

“Please do not feel so defensive, Nancy. It is far more common than you think. I need to know these things for your check-up. Now what about oral. Have you given or received oral pleasure?”

Oral pleasure? Was that the medical term? Who was this doctor? “Yes I have uh.. B-both given and r-received o-oral... I guess. From my boyfriend at the time.” This was the worst... She could swear she heard someone behind the camera giggle. Probably that fucker Jake or his stupid nephew.

“Okay I think I now know everything I need to take a look at. Time to get to the actual check-up, Nancy. Thank you for being so forthcoming.”

Nancy just sat in stunned silence as the absurdity of this entire interaction raced around her brain. A few seconds later she heard Jake’s voice setting up another commercial break.

“After this short break we will be back with our special report ‘Demystifying Women’s Health’, and Nancy Carson will broadcast her real life health check-up.”

The camera light shut off and Nancy knew she had a couple of minutes to psych herself up for the rest of this shit-show. She didn’t know how they were going to do this without any of her privates being caught on camera, but it was humiliating knowing some of her coworkers might catch a glimpse of her breasts, or something worse... Certainly there would be privacy screens of some kind, but she would keep an eye out to make sure nobody was seeing anything they should not. She already had seen Trevor relentlessly checking out her legs. She would need to make sure that was ALL he saw.

During the commercial break Jake’s annoying nephew, Trevor, began patting her face with the makeup again. Hopefully he knew what he was doing. She knew she was sweating up a storm and it was probably destroying her makeup. He was grinning at her the whole time, making Nancy feel even more naked than she already did. She tried to focus on what Daniel was saying to her.

Daniel was trying to very gently let her know that she needed to do better, “Nancy you can’t get angry at the doctor like that, he’s just doing his job.”

Nancy knew it was going against the whole supposed purpose of this program to be difficult. The whole point was to make women go get a check-up, not scare them off. None of that made it any easier for her to humiliate herself like this. “The questions he’s asking are…”

“Are related to your reproductive and general health.” Daniel put both of his hands on her shoulders. She felt her flimsy hospital gown moving under his sweaty palms. “I know you didn’t want to do this and you really stepped up in our time of need. You’re doing great, just try to not scare women off from getting their own check-ups, yeah? Since you’re doing it, do it with that Nancy Carson professionalism I know you have in you.”

Nancy took a deep breath. Dan was right. Being angry with the doctor and overly shy would not help anything. “All right, Dan. I’ll calm down. This is just so awful.”

Nancy wanted to tell him this was all a mistake and she could not do it. She wanted to tell him she already struggled every day with imposter syndrome and this was making her feel like an embarrassed schoolgirl, rather than a professional. She wanted to tell him that she knew her young age and good looks made it hard for people in this industry to take her seriously, and all of this was going to multiply those issues. She wanted to tell him a lot of things… But she found herself feeling bashful and staying silent. None of this was like her.

“30 seconds!”

“I know it’s hard, but you’re the god damn youngest news anchor in the state. You’re a superstar and doing a hard job right now, a job only you can do. Think of this like covering any intense story. I believe in you, Kid.” Daniel began stepping back behind the camera and gave Nancy a thumbs up as they began counting down from 10. The light came on and Jake was back in the spotlight.

“Welcome back to this special report, where our very own anchor, Nancy Carson, is helping us to demystify women’s health care. Remember, ladies, it’s never too early to get a check-up. The earlier you can catch any potential health issues, the easier they will be to deal with. Now back to Nancy and Doctor Rainer.”

The camera swiveled back to Nancy and Dr. Rainer, who was messing with a scale up against the wall. She knew she would have to stand up soon. She had been dreading this moment.

“All right, Nancy, now we will get your height and weight. Please step up to the scale.”

Did this idiot forget that my gown doesn’t cover my ass?

Nancy slowly stood up and walked backwards towards the scale as the doctor moved the weights around and took some notes. It was one of those old school scales that has to be adjusted by hand.

“Go ahead and step up on the scale.”

Nancy tried to step backwards onto the scale, awkwardly avoiding flashing her naked backside at the cameras or her coworkers.

“Miss Carson, I need you to face the wall so we can get an accurate reading.”

Oh my god, could you please give me a break?

“Umm... M-my gown is wide open in the back.” Nancy tried to whisper under her breath to Doctor Rainer.

“Miss Carson, I can’t get an accurate reading like this. Please stop stalling and just face the wall. We are on a time limit here.”

No way... Was she actually going to have to show her naked butt to a room full of her male colleagues!?!? That idiot behind the camera better keep it recording above her waist.

Slowly Nancy forced herself to turn around and moon all the men she worked with every day. She clearly heard an audible gasp or two behind her and shut her eyes in humiliation. Somehow this had gotten even worse than the sexual interview. She tried to put her hands behind her back to cover as much of her butt as she could, but Doctor Rainer calmly grabbed her arms and pulled them back to her sides. Apparently it messed up the readings if she stood in the wrong position. Nancy would swear she could feel literal heat on her butt cheeks from how hard her coworkers were staring at her bared ass. The doctor seemed to be taking ages to adjust the scale. The men in the room were given at least a full minute to appreciate her once private butt cheeks. Cheeks she worked hard to give their perfect bubble shape. That hard work was NOT meant for these clowns to enjoy.

“115 pounds.” The doctor stated matter of factly. “Move over here so I can get your height.”

He didn’t have to tell everyone my weight like that...

Nancy followed him a few feet and was relieved to put her back to the wall this time and stop advertising her butt. Doctor Rainer quickly got her height and wrote it in his notes.

“Five feet three inches tall. Very healthy weight for your size. Very good.”

Nancy couldn’t help but blush at the validation, she really did work to stay healthy and in shape. She noticed the doctor pulling a measuring tape out of his desk.

“Step away from the wall so I can take your measurements.”

“My m-measurements? You need those too?” Nancy looked to Dan, who gave her a quick glare and motioned her towards the doctor.

The doctor just patiently waited, never saying a word. He was such an odd man. Something about him made Nancy very uncomfortable. She still had her back away from the camera, but without a wall to lean against it hung even wider in the back. Nancy noticed the side of her entire right leg was showing to the camera, and it would be clear she had no panties on if the camera was showing that far down. She tried to readjust but Doctor Rainer asked her to be still and began roughly wrapping the measuring tape around her chest. Nancy accidentally let out an audible gasp as her unfettered breasts were casually manipulated by the man. He seemed to be feeling for her nipples to make sure he had the measuring tape crossing her breasts at the exact tip. The gown was thin, so the moment he released her breasts they bounced back into their natural position and both of her hardened nipples were prominently poking the front of her gown. She prayed it went unnoticed, but she was not stupid enough to believe that was possible. She knew the effect her perky D-cups had on the men around her.

“34”, Said Doctor Rainer as he moved the tape down to Nancy’s waist. She felt him tightening the tape right at her navel. It pulled her gown in, tightening it against her chest, making her nipples even more prominent. It also pulled slightly higher on her legs. She knew she only had maybe 2 inches of material from her pussy to the bottom of her gown. Hopefully it did not pull high enough to show anything down there...

“24”, Announced the doctor as he released her waist and began moving the tape down to her hips. He pulled the gown open a bit as he removed the tape. Nancy panicked and caught the gown as it began to flop open. She felt a cold gust of air hit the side of her right breast as it nearly flew all the way open. She looked around to see if any of her coworkers had seen anything. Jake had a shit-eating grin on his face and Trevor was so red he looked like he might pass out. They had seen the side of her boob for sure. How humiliating… At least her nipples had remained covered.

Dr. Rainer finished measuring her hips as she had her internal panic attack from the partial breast exposure.

“34. Congratulations, Miss Carson, you have a perfect hourglass figure.” He smiled and jotted the measurements down in his notes.

Nancy shuddered from the rough handling from the doctor, her exposed skin, the airing out of her personal measurements, and the inappropriate compliment. She had no idea what to be upset about first, but before she had time to decide they were moving on to the next step.

Daniel had better literally kiss her feet when this was over.

Nancy was becoming less comfortable with this situation all the time, and she had been humiliated since the beginning. Doctor Rainer was motioning for her to sit on the side of the little medical bed, covered in that crackly, uncomfortable medical paper. She backed up to the bed, protecting her uncovered rear from everyone except the doctor himself, and hopped up. She couldn’t help but blush as her unrestricted breasts clearly bounced beneath her gown as she landed.

Nancy brushed down her hospital gown to give her something to do other than think about her embarrassment. Now that she was sitting on the elevated bed her gown was feeling much shorter. It did not even reach halfway to her knees, and with absolutely nothing underneath the gown she had to be very careful to keep her legs together. She thought she saw the camera lower by a few inches, but it was probably all in her imagination.

Doctor Rainer approached her with a small rubber hammer and sat on a low stool. His head was barely higher than her knees. She tried to subtly push her gown down another inch or two. There was just literally no material to stretch.

Dr. Rainer grabbed her left knee and pulled it about an inch away from her other leg, “You will need full movement of your legs to test you reflexes.”

It took all of Nancy’s willpower not to scream. She slapped her hands down into her lap hard enough to make it sound like she clapped. She said a silent prayer to herself that no one saw her bush, she didn’t think she could ever live down that level of humiliation. Oh God, the camera was literally directly in front of her, what if Simon could see her slit? No way her legs were far enough apart for that? Right? Why had she removed her thong?

“Nancy, I need you to really relax your muscles here. If you’re this tense I can’t check your reflexes.” Doctor Rainer was calmly staring at her as if nothing untoward was happening.

Through gritted teeth, that Doctor Rainer seemed completely unaware of, Nancy made a barely audible sound and forced her stomach and legs to relax. The doctor calmly tapped her knee with his small rubber mallet and her leg seemingly kicked up exactly as it should. He made a mark on his clipboard and then tapped her other knee. He made another note and looked satisfied. He stood and walked over to his desk. Nancy clamped her legs back together so hard she could have turned coal between her thighs into diamonds. She thanked God that awful test was over and once again said a silent prayer that her private parts were still private. She remained perched on the bed since she had not been given any other orders. A moment later the doctor returned with a thermometer.

“Let’s quickly take your temperature to make sure everything is well. Say ‘aahhhhhh’.”

Feeling childish but just wanting this to be over with Nancy opened her mouth and said ‘aahhhhhhh’. She was very aware of the camera lens looking like it was zooming in on her open mouth. She desperately hoped she didn’t have any coffee stains on her teeth. When the thermometer was placed under her tongue she was instructed to close her mouth and leave it there for one minute.

The camera turned back towards Jake where he announced another commercial break, “While we wait for Nancy’s temperature we are going to cut to a message from tonight’s sponsor. So as to not interrupt this important medical procedure further, this will be an extended commercial break, this will allow us to minimize further interruptions. Make sure you come back after these messages where we will continue to demystify women’s health and show you how easy it is to stay healthy and safe.”

The second the camera light turned off Daniel and Trevor were back in her face. Trevor was blotting concealer or something around her face (did this idiot kid even know how to use it?) and Daniel was all over her in a panic. Nancy wanted to listen to Daniel but Trevor was clearly staring at the obvious tents in her gown where her overactive nipples were trying to say hello. She wanted to slap him but there was no way to acknowledge this without humiliating herself. She would just have to let the pervert ogle her.

Daniel finally managed to get Nancy’s attention,“Nancy, we’re on a phone lock down here but I stepped outside to take a call from one of the major investors. They are very excited about this show but they are really concerned about how much resistance you are putting up. They want you to calm down and be a normal, pliable patient.”

Nancy took the thermometer out of her mouth and was gearing up to tell him exactly how she felt about being more “pliable” while this stupid doctor tried to flash her privates to the whole room, but before she could say a single word it was immediately shoved back into her mouth and her jaw was pushed closed. She had never been handled like that in her life! It angered her, but also made a sort of tingle appear in her belly. Something about being manhandled like that made her feel something she could not quite put her finger on.

“Nancy please do not take the thermometer out of your mouth until it is finished. I know this is a TV special for all of you but this is a real medical examination and you are in my office.” Doctor Rainer tussled her hair like she was 8 years old and walked away.

Daniel allowed the doctor to say his piece, and then continued after he walked away, “Nancy just keep it together, you’re doing great, just stop being difficult. Just go along with the doctor and let’s finish this up. Let us worry about the details of the show, try to forget the camera is even here. You’re just a woman getting a physical, yeah?”

That was so much easier said than done. This entire thing was so humiliating. Jake’s nephew was fixing her hair where the doctor had touched it.

Daniel continued, “The numbers coming in are insane, Nancy. We’re looking at ten times our normal nightly viewers and it’s still going up. This night will either make or break all of our careers. If it goes poorly we might all be out of a job tomorrow morning. Just, please, keep it together and just do what the doctor says without fighting back.” He gave her puppy dog eyes and all the help this man had given her throughout her career began running through her mind. He had hired her right out of school, helped her move through the ranks, given her advice and all the help he could along the way. She owed Daniel a lot.

Dan took her inability to respond due to having a thermometer under her tongue as agreement. But what choice did she really have? Everything relied on her letting this obnoxious doctor do whatever he wanted. Speaking of Dr. Rainer, he walked up to her and took the thermometer out of her mouth, writing a number down on his clipboard.

“I got the reading but put it back in your mouth right before we go live and I’ll just pretend I’m getting your temperature then”, he smirked and handed the thermometer back to Nancy.

He walked away again. Now she was even taking stage directions from this guy. This night could not possibly get any worse. But she had already thought that a couple of times... The thought that things could get even worse than they already had sent a cold sweat running down her back.

“We’re live in ten seconds!”

Nancy put the thermometer back under her tongue. She didn’t want to disobey the doctor.

With the camera running again, Doctor Rainer took the thermometer out of her mouth and pretended to read Nancy’s temperature. “You’re running a little warm. It’s probably nothing, but if I see any other concerning signs we’ll do another test to get a more accurate reading.”

Nancy was still sitting on the side of the elevated hospital bed with her feet dangling about a foot off the ground. She was wearing nothing but a thin and way too short hospital gown that didn’t close all the way in the back. She still could not believe she had shown her bare bottom to several of her coworkers. The only thing holding the gown closed in the back were two sets of strings tied together. There was one set of strings tied together at the back of her neck, and another right at her waste, keeping it from completely flying open in the back. From her butt-cheeks down there was nothing keeping it together, and because of that a small sliver of skin right where her butt met the bed had been on show since she sat down, making it very clear she had nothing on below the gown. She could not wait until this all ended so she could wear appropriate, professional clothing again. She anxiously awaited what Doctor Rainer had in store for her next while he wrote some notes on his clipboard.

Doctor Rainer moved and spoke so suddenly it made Nancy jump.

“Alright let’s take a listen to that heartbeat.” He said as he put the stethoscope into his ears and roughly began pushing the cold metal into her back. Nancy grunted at the unexpected cold metal as he pushed the stethoscope between her shoulder blades.

With no warning whatsoever Nancy felt her gown begin quickly falling forward. She squealed and caught the gown with less than an inch to spare before her nipples would have been exposed on live television. With it being so sudden there was no way they could have censored her nudity quickly enough! It was already beyond scandalous and unbelievably humiliating that so much of her breasts had just been exposed with no warning, she might have died on the spot if it had fallen any further. She pulled the gown up to her neck in the front and used all of her self control not to scream at the doctor. She was not sure her voice would have worked if she tried. Doctor Rainer never said a word or took any notice of her reaction. He just poked around and occasionally told her to take a deep breath.

All the men in the room were staring wide eyed, barely believing what they had just witnessed. A small part of them always suspected Nancy stuffed her bra or something. But almost her entire breasts had just popped out and they looked full and meaty. From behind the camera Simon tried to remain totally professional, but his mouth began salivating like one of Pavlov’s dogs. He subconsciously centered the camera on Nancy’s breasts, hoping for another similar accident.

Feeling like she might hyperventilate, Nancy followed Dr. Rainer’s instructions as best she could. She made eye contact with Daniel who was standing next to the camera and he was nearly freaking out and mouthing ‘CALM DOWN’ at her. How was she supposed to calm down when she had just come within an inch of flashing tens or hundreds of thousands of people?

“Your heartbeat is a bit erratic. Are you sure you are feeling okay?” Asked Dr. Rainer.

Nancy swallowed and tried to moisten her completely dry mouth to respond to the doctor. “Y-yes. I-I’m just a l-little nerv-nervous.”

“No reason to be nervous, Nancy. Try to calm yourself down while I keep listening here. Just keep taking deeeeeeeeep breaths. I’ll tell you when to stop. Lower this down a bit so I can listen to your chest.” He motioned at her gown and pushed it down a few inches.

Nancy locked eyes directly with the video camera before looking away, remembering her orders to pretend it was not there. She lowered the gown enough to show a bit of cleavage, she hoped to keep as much dignity as possible. Dr. Rainer pushed it down several more inches. The gown was not showing quite as much as it had when she almost dropped it, but that had lasted no more than one full second. Now she was being forced to show nearly as much and just hold it there for everyone to see. She would not be caught dead in a dress this low cut, the entire top half of her breasts were just hanging out for the whole state to see. To make matters worse, Dr. Rainer was standing well to the side, not blocking the camera at all, and he was taking his sweet time listening to her chest.

Simon zoomed the camera in bit by bit, trying not to be too obviously perverted in his camera work. The most gorgeous woman he had ever met, Nancy Fucking Carson, was showing almost her entire chest. He could almost convince himself a millimeter of ariola was peaking out above the top of her gown. Simon had always been a boob guy. Everything on Nancy looked top notch, but he would have given up an entire month of pay just to see that woman’s tits. He had never been so happy to be a cameraman.

“Bigger, deeper breaths, Nancy.” Ordered The Doctor.

Resigned to the humiliation Nancy began taking bigger breaths. Making her chest expand and contract with every new breath was really the icing on this humiliating cake. She noticed the men around the room were all paying rapt attention. Every eye in the room, with the exception of Doctor Rainer, who did not seem interested in the slightest, was laser focused on her tits. How would she ever face these men again? She had to work with them every damn day...

After what felt like an eternity, Dr. Rainer finally took a step away from Nancy and began writing on her chart again. “I am a little concerned about your elevated temperature and heart rate, we might need to come back to that. But for now I think we can move on.” Doctor Rainer smiled and looked at Nancy while she pulled her gown back up to her neck, “Next we will begin the cancer screening. Lay back on the bed for me.”

Nancy kicked her legs up on the foot of the bed and leaned into the elevated head of the bed. Her upper body was at about a 45 degree angle. Doctor Rainer turned a nearby light on and directed it at her chest. She began wondering how the cancer screening would work when everything suddenly went completely off the rails.

Nancy found herself freezing up, totally unable to move. Doctor Rainer dropped his clipboard on the counter and ripped the gown right out of Nancy’s hands and all the way down to her waist. Without a second to prepare herself she was completely topless on camera and in front of several men she worked with every single day. She would have prayed that they had time to get censor bars in place if she had been capable of any thought at all. Her brain had totally short circuited.

Doctor Rainer grabbed her hands which were still at her neck, where she had been holding the gown up, and lowered them to her sides. “Keep your hands at your sides and try to stay as still as possible while I check for lumps.”

Very slowly Nancy became aware of what was going on. It was like her own mind had shut down to protect her from the reality of what was happening.

“I will begin with a visual inspection.” Doctor Rainer adjusted the light to make sure that her breasts were well lit and the center of attention in the room. “I need to carefully make sure there is no worrisome discoloration or obvious lumps.”

Nancy began hyperventilating as she noticed the professional grade camera had been moved off of the tripod and was now being held on Simon’s shoulder. The camera had come in for close ups on her face and breasts. She had no idea what the point was of close-ups that would have to be censored, but even her camera man, Simon, getting such a close look was hard to accept. To her mounting horror her nipples had quickly puckered to their full length due to a mixture of the cooler air and a room full of coworkers staring at them. Nancy had always been slightly self conscious about the above average length of her nipples when excited, although her ex-boyfriend had always complimented them and would spend huge amount of time just pinching, twisting, and sucking on them. She immediately regretted thinking of that memory when it just made her nipples even harder.

“You have quite wonderful breasts, they appear to be real, I had assumed due to their size and lack of sag that they had been medically enhanced. Are they totally natural?” Doctor Rainer waited for a response as if this was the most natural conversation in the world.

Nancy tried to answer but she could not seem to get her voice to work. She saw the camera lens operating as if it was zooming in while pointed straight at her chest. After several attempts she managed to croak out a reply, “Y-y-yes. Th-they are na-natural.”

Her nerves were causing her to shiver and jitter around, giving the men in the room an even better show. Her large breasts jiggled and rippled with every move of her body. Due to her youth, her D-cup breasts pointed up proudly while she leaned back at a steep angle. Age had not yet begun to drag them down.

“You are a very fortunate woman. Breasts of this size are very rarely this perky. Enjoy it while you are young, it won’t last forever, haha.”

Wonderful, now he was joking. Telling jokes while her tits were being broadcast out to who knows how many people. The censors had better be on point or her life was over…

Simon was leaning in so close with the massive professional grade camera that Nancy that he might actually touch her nipple. She wished he would move back a couple of feet. This kind of attention paid so closely to such a private and sensitive part of her body was starting to feel a little too sexual. She had always liked it when her ex-boyfriend had just enjoyed the look of her body. She worked hard on her figure and was proud of it. She let him take pictures and video of her, and it was always amazing foreplay. This was starting to feel way too much like one of their old sex games. It was confusing her body.

The Doctor once again dragged her out of her day dream and back to the present, “My visual inspection is mostly complete. I see nothing that concerns me so far. Your color and complexion are good. No obvious bumps or deformities. However, I do need to see underneath your breasts before we can move on.”

Nancy could not help herself, she audibly squeaked in shock and outrage when Doctor Rainer grabbed each of her nipples between his index finger and thumb and lifted her breasts away from her chest. He pulled them just enough to stretch them a bit into a cone shape and shoot a jolt of both pleasure and pain straight to her pussy. He lowered his head and looked at the underside of her tits for 4 or 5 seconds and then just let go and allowed them to bounce back into their natural shape. Had Nancy not been so outraged and humiliated she would have heard a sharp intake of breath from more than one of her male colleagues. She hated the erotic show she was giving her coworkers but she had to rub her slightly sore nipples after that manhandling.

Doctor Rainer began writing on his clipboard once again. “Very good. You have passed the visual inspection. So far there are no indications of anything we should be concerned about. Next is the physical inspection.”

Nancy felt her heart drop as Dr. Rainer placed the clipboard back on the counter and began approaching her again.

It took every ounce of Jake’s willpower not to jump and scream in victory. He had pulled it off. The hot little piece of ass that had sauntered into his newsroom and stolen his dream job out from under him would never recover from this. She was currently showing off her (admittedly incredible) breasts on live broadcast television and about to get groped by a quack doctor. Even if she stormed out and quit right now it would be too late to save her dignity. The lead anchor position was as good as his. Now he could stop stressing and just enjoy the show.

Jake tore his eyes away from the show in front of him for a moment to check out the rest of the crew. Daniel looked like he was about to have a heart attack. He was rubbing the sweat from his forehead with an oddly shaped, tiny cloth. Was that a pair of panties? A thong? Jake had been concerned that Daniel might not allow this plan to go through, he had always been protective of Nancy. He hired her basically right out of college and seemed to think of her as a daughter. Based on the lecherous look in his eyes that might be changing tonight. Did he just sniff those panties?

Simon was working the camera. He was professional through and through, but right now he was sporting an obvious erection. He was good at his jobs and could be trusted to get every bit of Nancy’s slutty body documented forever in high definition. Although he was maybe getting a little too close to Nancy right now. Close ups of her tits were a good idea, but he would hopefully get plenty of her face in the shots as well so Nancy could never claim it was a body double.

Trevor took after his uncle. He was slyly making his own recording on his phone. Nancy was too caught up in the giant professional camera pointed at her nearly naked body to notice him and Jake taking their own personal pictures and videos. This would all be available on the internet, but it didn’t hurt to get your own behind the scenes souvenirs. Jake made a mental note to get a copy of Trevor’s stuff.

Jake adjusted the front of his pants where his straining cock needed some repositioning. Nancy really was a fine looking woman. He didn’t know if he was this turned on from his victory over his long time rival, or from the half naked girl, probably a bit of both, but he was looking forward to riding the rest of this out either way. If she was dumb enough to play out the rest of what he and Rainer had planned, they were just getting started.



Nancy cursed herself for her inaction as she felt Doctor Rainer’s warm hands roughly grasp her breasts. This was no gentle probe, she suddenly felt like she was back in high school being fondled by an overexcited and inexperienced boy on prom night. Dr. Rainer would squeeze both breasts a few times and then sort of lift and bounce them in his hands, as if weighing them. This did not feel good at all. She had very sensitive breasts, usually fondling them was the best way to get her in the mood. Right now Nancy felt nothing but deep, dark humiliation.

It was not until Nancy saw the camera coming in for a close-up on her breasts as they were bounced and squeezed that she started to feel her pussy begin to warm up.

Why is the camera making me feel that way? All those people watching me be man-handled like this on their TVs… How much can they see? How are they even censoring this properly in real time? Is it AI? How reliable is that? There is no way there aren’t at least some nipple slips peaking through with the way this crazy doctor is throwing my tits around.

At the thought of all of her viewers and fans at home seeing her nipples, Nancy felt the first full spasm in her pussy. She suddenly felt as if her body itself was betraying her. She could not think of anything more pathetic than getting turned on by being exposed against her will.

Doctor Rainer began twisting and pinching her nipples with far more force than Nancy was expecting and she squealed again.

“S-sorry…”, She apologized before she realized what she was doing.

Nancy had reached a whole new level of pathetic. She had just apologized to a man she barely knew because she made a noise when he began roughly handling her extremely hard and sensitive nipples. Her blush had covered her entire face and reached half-way down her chest. She thought she might actually catch on fire if she got any hotter.

“You have quite impressive nipples. During my inspection they have become very erect, and I rarely encounter nipples of this length. They must be nearly 2 inches long when fully hardened.”

Simon wasted no time getting a clear side-on shot of her breasts to capture the full extent of her elongated nipples. The nipples she had always been self conscious of and forced her to wear sturdy, thick bras. It took every ounce of Nancy’s self control to not slap Dr. Rainer’s hands away and cover herself. She had always had a bit of a submissive streak in the bedroom, and something about the way she was ordered to behave by her boss and the way this doctor just took any liberties he wanted with her fed into that sexual habit. She was finding it harder to resist or put up any sort of fight the longer this debacle went on.

“Everything is feeling great here Nancy. Your wonderful breasts appear to be pristine, I find nothing to be concerned of either visually or physically.” He gave each of Nancy’s breasts an unnecessary and inappropriate extra squeeze before releasing them. “However, I am noticing a few things leaving me slightly concerned about your general and cardiovascular health. Your breathing has become slightly erratic and I am concerned about your temperature. You seem to have gotten extremely hot. We will need a more reliable way of collecting your current temperature. Please turn around and get onto your hands and knees.”

Confused, humiliated, and barely following what was going on around her after the past 5 minutes of being groped on live television, Nancy allowed Dr. Rainer to manipulate her into the requested position. It was only after she was fully on her hands and knees on the elevated examination bed that she realized how much she was now exposing to the men in the room and the camera.