This story is a work of fiction, it takes certain liberties that most rational people probably wouldn’t. I hope you all enjoy some pregnant fetish oriented kink.
What can I say, I was young and naïve, I guess in a lot of ways I still am. Let me start at the beginning and tell you pretty much the WHOLE story.
My name is Nadia. That seems simple enough right. This story begins when I was barely eighteen, pretty convenient huh. I had been seeing a boy at my school, and we had recently begun being intimate. He was my first boyfriend and he took my virginity. Not being sexually active, and having a pretty regular period, I wasn’t on the pill. Needless to say about a month after we began having sex I was late.
He stayed with me for exactly a week. As soon as that test came up positive he was gone. I had to go find a doctor. I was still seeing my pediatrician for crying out loud! My first stop was my pediatrician Dr. Aaron. I was rarely sick, so he was just basically someone I felt comfortable with. That’s the only reason I hadn’t moved on to a real doctor. He gave me the number of a large obstetrician’s office in the same building. He even made a phone call and they agreed to see me right away.
Dr. Aaron is in his mid forties, I was one of his first patients. He still looks young with light brown hair and a clean shaven smile.
My pediatrician made a special trip with me to introduce me. Up the elevator we went. I remember when the doors opened I realized they had the whole floor because the elevator opened into the waiting room. There were two other women waiting both in the later stages of pregnancy, both with big bulging bellies. Dr. Aaron walked me to the window where a young secretary smiled.
“You must be Nadia.” She said warmly. I nodded meekly. I was scared and twirling my hair in my fingers, it’s black and fairly short. “Dr. Aaron would you mind bringing Nadia into the third room on your right and getting her settled, she seems a bit nervous.” The secretary added.
“Certainly.” Dr. Aaron said. “C’mon Nadia right this way.” He led me through an open doorway into a long hall. The third door on the right was an open room. Aside from the medical looking exam table it looked quite nice. There was a gown draped over the bottom of the examination table. “You should put this on Nadia, I’m sure a doctor will be with you soon.” Dr. Aaron said and closed the door.
Doctor Aaron hadn’t seen me naked in years at least. I couldn’t remember him ever seeing me totally naked, maybe when I was an infant. Still though there was a calmness and surety to what he had recommended.
I unzipped the side of my little pink skirt. Beneath it I wore purple thong panties. Dr. Aaron watched with a kind of calm indifference. I handed him the skirt when he held out his hand and he folded it neatly in half and set it on the counter. Next I tugged my panties down. My dark black pubic hair sprang out as I lowered the waistband finally tugging them off the end of my feet. Dr. Aaron set them too on the counter behind him. I stood up and began unbuttoning my blouse suddenly shy to be standing in front of him and facing him. I turned around my face flushing and continued until I could shrug the blouse off. Now all that was left was my bra. It was sheer and my dark brown nipples although tiny pointed fiercely into it. I unclasped it and reached back handing my last article of clothing to Dr. Aaron. I then reached for the gown and found it gone. I turned nervously to see if Dr. Aaron had it and he pointed behind me. It had fallen on the floor!
I turned and bent over to pick it up likely showing Dr. Aaron everything between my legs. I felt my breasts sway from my chest, they were always C-cups, but lately had felt VERY heavy! I put the gown on and Dr. Aaron helped me tie it. Then he waited until a doctor could see me. A nurse came in and took all my vitals. When it came time for a temperature she had me lay on my stomach on the table, I was confused but climbed up.
A moment later she lifted and spread the gown exposing my bum to her and Dr. Aaron.
“Nadia, the first few times you come in we’ll be taking your temperature rectally, we find it gives us a more accurate reading during the first two trimesters.” With that said the nurse pulled my bum cheeks apart and inserted a slimy feeling thermometer into my rectum. It was thin and didn’t meet any resistance, but it still felt strange. “Dr. Aaron see that that stays in for at least five minutes, if it starts to slide out, just nudge it back in.” The Nurse said. My cheeks had to be scarlet, not that Dr. Aaron could see my FACE!
After a few seconds I could feel the slick piece of glass slipping up out of me. Dr. Aaron reached down and gently nudged it back in. I could feel it wanting to slide out, evidently Dr. Aaron could too, because he pushed it back down and held it there, his hand on my bum was warm as he patiently held the narrow strip of humiliation embedded in my bottom. Minutes went by, occasionally it felt as though Dr. Aaron spun the little thermometer slightly, but I’m sure that was just me.
Finally the nurse returned. She slid the thermometer out and recorded my temperature helping me to a sitting position.