Olivia in Vulmonia Ch. 06

Olivia was led back to the examination table. She was instructed to lie down, and her ankles were placed back into the stirrups. Dr. Miloza didn't bother to adjust the incline. Laying with her upper body angled downward, Olivia began to protest, "I don't want to be shaved! I don't want to do the lecture class!"

"Olivia," Dr. Miloza said as he plugged an electric shaver into an outlet, "You want your clothes back, don't you?"

"Yes, of course I want my clothes back! What does that have to do with anything?"

"Well, if you allow us to use your body during the lecture, then we'll give you your clothes back. You do something to help us. And we'll help you! It's ... what do you call it in America? ... 'tit,'" he said, giving her right breast a little squeeze, "'for tat?'" He laughed at his own joke as he pinched her nipple.

Olivia was unimpressed with his play on words. "I agreed to the demonstration for the five of you. Not an entire lecture class," she argued.

"Olivia, what difference does it make if it's five men who see you naked or ... fifty-five?" he shrugged as he handed the shaver to Mr. Yavlov.

"Fifty-five!" Olivia practically screeched.

"Well, I don't know exactly how many students there will be. It's Dr. Carolia's class, not mine," Dr. Miloza said apathetically.

Mr. Yavlov sat down on a rolling stool and wheeled over to the foot of the exam table.

"I didn't want to agree to the lecture class," Olivia said, frustrated. "I only said 'yes' because Dr. Carolia was pressing on my stomach and I needed to go to the bathroom!"

Mr. Yavlov switched on the shaver and started to bring it towards Olivia's snatch.

"Olivia," Dr. Miloza said with a heavy sigh, "I don't know how it works in America. But here in Vulmonia, people say what they mean and they mean what they say. If you didn't want to do the lecture class, then you never should have agreed."

"Well, I'm saying it now! I'm not doing it!"

"Olivia, it's too late. Dr. Carolia is a very busy man and an extremely important man. He's probably already made arrangements for the examination equipment to be sent over to the lecture hall. So you see, there's no backing out now." And then with a smile he added, "Besides, given your behavior so far, you'll most likely enjoy it."

"No I won't," Olivia shouted defensively. "How could you say such a thing? I will not enjo... Ooooooooooh!" Olivia couldn't help but moan from the vibrations as the shaver made contact with her engorged outer lips. "Ahhhhhhh!" she sighed as Mr. Yavlov ran the shaver back and forth over her pubic mound directly above her clitoris.

Dr. Miloza raised his eyebrows. "You were saying?"

Mr. Yavlov took his time; meticulously removing Olivia's pubic hair. When he was finally finished shaving Olivia, Dr. Miloza sat down between Olivia's thighs to make sure Mr. Yavlov had removed all traces of hair. As the doctor ran his fingers over Olivia's now hairless pussy, she tried her best not to make any sounds. However, as his fingers grazed her clit, she couldn't help but let out a noticeable, "Mmmmm ..."

"Well done, Mr. Yavlov," he said as his fingers stroked her labia majora. "Very thorough. Dr. Carolia will be pleased." He gave her pubic mound a lighthearted spank. Olivia winced and blushed. "Now then, let's get ready to go over to the university's medical school."

"I have to go outside?" Olivia asked, shocked. "Like this?"

"Of course not, don't be silly. We have very strict laws about that sort of thing here in Vulmonia. Absolutely no public nudity. We'll get you a hospital gown to wear," he reassured her.

"What about my clothes?" Olivia asked desperately.

"I told you, you'll get them back after we demonstrate the colonoscopy for Dr. Carolia's lecture class. But a hospital gown should do for now. I'll send one of the boys to go get one for you. Mr. Smurdir, would you be so kind?" The student nodded and exited the room.

Olivia heaved a sigh of relief at the idea of finally being able to cover up her body. She began to pull her legs out of the stirrups.

"What are you doing, Olivia?" Dr. Miloza asked.

"Well ... I'm getting down from the table," she replied, bewildered.

"I think it's best if you remain in that position," he told her.

"But what ever for?"

"Patient safety," he said giving no further explanation.

Olivia exhaled in frustration and put her ankles back in the stirrups. While they waited for Mr. Smurdir's return, the four men did absolutely nothing to hide the fact that they were openly talking about - and staring at - her exposed bald cunt. She could feel the air in the room on her newly shaved pussy. She shivered.

Mr. Smurdir returned about ten minutes later with a gown draped over his forearm. Olivia was finally allowed up and out of the stirrups. The student handed the gown over to her. She held it up and briefly examined the garment. "Why is it so small?"

"The only gown I could find was from the pediatric ward," Mr. Smurdir shrugged. "There were no other clean gowns available."

"Why don't you try it on," Dr. Miloza suggested. "I'm sure it's probably bigger than it looks."

Olivia slipped her arms into the sleeves with the opening of the gown at the front. She tried to pull the fabric over her breasts. But there was absolutely no possible way that the two sides of the gown were going to meet over top of her big plump tits. Her nipples were barely covered. The center portion of her chest and abdomen were exposed. And her twat was totally bare. The doctor and his students could hardly contain their laughter over Olivia's comical appearance.

"I can't wear this!" she cried, exasperated.

"Why don't you try turning it around," Dr. Miloza said, chuckling.

She took off the gown and then put it on with the opening at the back. This time her boobs were covered, even though her nipples prominently poked through the thin fabric. Her crotch was covered, barely. However, when she raised her arms above shoulder level, the gown lifted up and exposed her shaved pussy lips. And her rump was completely bare.

"I need a bigger gown!" Olivia whined.

"Olivia, Mr. Smurdir went to alot trouble to get you that gown. And your bad attitude is deeply disrespectful," Dr. Miloza berated her. "You American girls; you're so entitled. Here in Vulmonia we say 'thank you' when someone goes out of their way to do something for us. You should be ashamed of yourself." And with that, the stern doctor gave her a good hard slap, right on her naked backside.

"Ow!" Olivia yelped.

"Now, do you have something to say to Mr. Smurdir?"

"Sorry," Olivia said grudgingly. "Thank you," she spat out between clenched teeth.

Mr. Smurdir clucked his tongue. "That didn't sound very sincere to me," the young man said, disapprovingly.

"Olivia, give Mr. Smurdir a proper apology and a genuine thank you," Dr. Miloza ordered.

Olivia was quietly seething with rage. She could feel her face turning red with anger. She wanted to scream. But she bit her tongue, inhaled deeply and said, "I am so sorry for my disrespectful attitude, Mr. Smurdir. Please forgive me. Thank you so much for finding me something to wear." As she spoke, she couldn't bring herself to look at his smug, smirking face.

"I forgive you," he said, "And you're welcome." Then he looked her up and down. "It is a nice gown, isn't it?"

"Yes," Olivia's hands were clenched into fists, "It is."

"Turn around," the student commanded.

Olivia didn't move.

"Olivia," Dr. Miloza said in a warning tone.

Olivia shuddered with disgust as she slowly began to rotate for the viewing pleasure of the five leering men. They all grinned as her ample posterior came into view. "That's what you call in American a "full moon," isn't it?" Mr. Yavlov snickered.

As she finished one full turn, Mr. Smurdir remarked, "It is a very nice looking gown indeed." Then he cocked his head to the side and said thoughtfully, "But to be honest, I think I preferred it the other way."

"What?" Olivia squawked.

"I liked it better with the opening at the front," he said nonchalantly.

"But ..." Olivia was at a loss for words. These people were suppose to be medical professionals. How could they do this to her?

"Mr. Smurdir's right, Olivia. Turn the gown back around," the doctor instructed her.

"Why?" Olivia cried.

"It just looks better that way," the student said with a shrug. The four other men enthusiastically agreed.

"No," Olivia asserted, "Never!"

"I guess somebody doesn't want her clothes back," Dr. Miloza replied.

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Ten minutes later, Olivia and the five men were exiting the front doors of the hospital. There was a light breeze blowing that tickled Olivia's bare pussy.

She looked up angrily at Dr. Miloza. "I thought you said that public nudity was against the law in Vulmonia," she challenged.

"Well ... you're not technically naked," Dr. Miloza said, referring to the child-sized gown. "You are wearing something." He glanced down at her hairless cunt and couldn't help but smile.

Olivia used one hand to try and keep the gown in place over her nipples. Her other hand cupped her privates as she silently prayed that she wouldn't be seen by too many people. It was evening time now and, fortunately for Olivia, it was getting dark. However, as they walked through the university campus, whenever they walked under a streetlamp, there was no mistaking the fact that Olivia's attire bordered on obscene. A number of students who passed by couldn't help but stop and stare.

When they finally entered the building containing the lecture theater, Dr. Carolia approached them out in the hallway. He shook Dr. Miloza's hand, and thanked him in Vulmonian for helping him out with the evening's lecture. Then he turned to Olivia and said, "That's certainly a daring outfit you have on. You American girls!" He laughed shaking his head.

Before she had a chance to respond, he handed her a glass of water and instructed her to drink the entire thing. As Olivia gulped it down, she noticed it tasted a little funny. After she finished drinking it, he said, "That just contained a mild sedative. Something to help you through the colonoscopy."

"What," she exclaimed, eyes wide. "You just gave me drugs?" She started to panic. Was the drug going to knock her unconscious? Who knows what they would do to her then?

"Calm down, it's just a sedative. It's something to help you relax. Trust me, you'll need it to get through the colonoscopy," Dr. Carolia said as he took her by the arm and led her into the lecture theater.

Olivia looked around at the class of first year medical students. There must have been close to a hundred people gathered in the lecture hall. And with only men becoming doctors in Vulmonia, of course almost all of the faces that stared back at her were male.

"Usually there are only about fifty students in this lecture class. But when word got out that we were going to be demonstrating on an American girl, well ... I guess a few extra students decided to join this evening's class." Dr. Carolia smiled at her. Olivia did not smile back. She was beginning to feel sick.

Dr. Carolia led her up on stage and had her stand right next to the lecture podium. The students in the audience began whispering to each other excitedly about the arrival of the scantily clad American girl. Olivia tried her best, using one hand, to close the minuscule gown over her big tits. Her other hand remained clamped over her vulva. Dr. Carolia stood behind the podium and shuffled through his lecture notes for a few moments. Then he looked over at Olivia and said, "Could you please stand at attention?"

"What?" Olivia timidly asked, her heart thumping in her chest.

"You are standing in front of Vulmonia's future doctors. We are about to begin a formal lecture class in a place of higher learning. I would appreciate it if you would conduct yourself with some sense of decorum."

Olivia stared back at him, wide eyed but silent. She could barely breath.

Dr. Carolia sighed in frustration, "Don't hunch your shoulders. Stand up straight. And stop fidgeting. It looks ill-mannered. Put your hands down at your sides."

Olivia couldn't move at first. She was horrified by Dr. Carolia's instructions. Standing the way Dr. Carolia wanted her to would cause her to expose herself to a lecture theater full of students.

But then a very strange thing began to happen. She started to feel relaxed. Very relaxed. She became lightheaded and everything seemed a bit foggy. She knew the whole situation should have been making her nervous beyond belief. But soon her heart rate decreased and her breathing slowed down as did her thought process. As the sedative kicked in, Olivia became extremely calm. Any and all tension left her body.

Dr. Carolia did not have to repeat his instructions again. Olivia's arms languidly dropped to her sides. The students immediately began murmuring to each other as Olivia's pussy came into view. It was still red and tender from having been recently shaved.

She could feel someone grab her gown from behind. She lethargically turned her head to look over her shoulder. Mr. Kaldoff was standing behind her. He smiled at her as he slid the gown off of her shoulders, down her arms, and away from her body, leaving her completely nude. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she could vaguely hear the talking between the students in the lecture hall getting louder. She should have been completely humiliated by the situation. But for some reason, as her brain grew more and more groggy, she couldn't muster up the energy to care.

Then she noticed someone crouching in front of her. It was Mr. Vlangar. He was holding something in his hands. It was a camera. And he was pointing it right at her. Then he gestured to something above and behind her. Olivia sluggishly turned her head to look. It was a large projection screen mounted up on the wall behind the lecture stage. And there she was, in all her naked glory. Olivia's fully nude body was being projected up up on the big screen so that even the students in the very back row knew exactly what she looked like.

"Since there are so many students in attendance this evening," Dr. Carolia explained, "We thought it only fair to give everyone an equally good view. It's not fair to only let the students in the front rows have all the fun."

The image of Olivia began getting bigger as Mr. Vlangar zoomed in. Before long, the only image up on the screen was Olivia's smooth cunt nestled between her plush thighs. It was really only her pubic mound and pudendal cleft that were visible, since she stood with her legs tightly together.

"Stand with your legs shoulder width apart," commanded Dr. Carolia. Normally Olivia would have refused. She knew she should be refusing. But in her drugged up state, she complied without objection.

With her legs further apart, the dark pink folds of her labia minora peeked out from between the larger outer lips. As Olivia watched the image of her naked vulva up on the screen, she could feel the blood beginning to flow to the place between her legs. As her inner lips started to become more engorged, they became more and more visible and started to spread apart. They looked shiny and wet. Her clitoral hood began to retract, exposing the head of her clit. The entire lecture theater was buzzing with sounds of surprise and amusement.

Dr. Carolia hushed his students. Then turning to Olivia he said, "I'm glad to see you're enjoying yourself so far. Now that the students have gotten a good look at what we're working with, let's get on with the colonoscopy, shall we?"

Mr. Yavlov led Olivia over to an exam table that had been set up on the stage. Olivia was instructed to lie on her side with her back to the audience. She was told to bring her knees up toward her chest.

Mr. Smudir set up one of the lecture theater's microphones near the head of the exam table. That way if Dr. Carolia, or anyone else, asked her a question, all of the students in the lecture hall could hear her answer.

Dr. Miloza put on some latex gloves and slipped two fingers into Olivia's twat. She sleepily sighed, "Mmmmmm ..." Her sounds of arousal could be heard throughout the entire lecture hall. Muffled laughter could be heard from some of the students in the audience. Gathering up as much of her natural lubricant as he could, he began inserting his fingers into her asshole. "Oh!" she said at the unexpected touch.

"Dr. Miloza is just beginning with a digital exam," Dr. Carolia explained from the lecture podium. Then he asked, "Do you like having your anus played with?"

"Ah ... mmmm ... I never thought I'd enjoy that sort of thing," she said dazedly, "But it actually feels nice in a weird way." The students began giggling at her admission.

What am I doing, she thought. I shouldn't be saying these sorts of things out loud. But the sedative made it impossible for her to censor herself.

As Dr. Miloza began stretching out her ass with his fingers, she let out a slight groan of discomfort. "Just relax," Dr. Carolia said into his microphone from the podium. "It's certainly certainly not the first time you've had something up your ass today." As Olivia could hear the laughter from the students, she knew Dr. Carolia was making extremely inappropriate remarks. But she simply did not have the presence of mind to fight back.

As Dr. Miloza lubed up the tiny colonoscopy camera, Dr. Carolia narrated for the students in Vulmonian. He considered delivering the lecture in English. Pretty much all of the students in attendance were fluent in English. English proficiency was one of Nulmara University's requirements. And he knew it would benefit Olivia to know what exactly was happening to her during the procedure as it was happening.

But then, on the other hand, he thought, how much more interesting would it be if he left it all as a surprise for her. And besides, with the sedative he gave her, she wouldn't remember anything afterward anyway.

Olivia's shocked high pitched squeal could be heard echoing throughout the lecture theater as Dr. Miloza suddenly pushed the camera into ass. Dr. Miloza and Dr. Carolia looked at each other and ginned as the students in the audience chortled.

"Why ..." Olivia struggled to put words together, "Why ... didn't you ... warn me?"

"Well, what would be the fun in that?" said Dr. Carolia unapologetically.

The image from the minute internal camera was projected up on the screen. There were Olivia's insides for all the students to see. The procedure took about twenty-five minutes. She occasionally grunted and groaned as Mr. Miloza guided and manipulated the camera through her bowls. Every once in a while, she could hear the crowd of students behind her break out into laughter. Probably at some joke Dr. Carolia was making at her expense. She knew what he was doing was unprofessional and wrong. But she was too sedated to be angry.

When the dreaded procedure was finally over, she was rolled onto her back. At last, she thought, this ordeal is over with. As she laid there with her eyes closed, slowly inhaling and exhaling, she heard Dr. Carolia's voice. "Olivia, there is just one more thing ..."

This should have worried Olivia, but her drug addled mind wasn't processing information fast enough. "Yessss?" Olivia sluggishly responded.

"Well, since you're already here, and this is a class focusing on internal female anatomy, I was wondering if you would consent to an ultrasound?" he inquired casually.

Olivia had to think for a minute. What was he asking her? An ultrasound? Wasn't that one of those scans that pregnant women had to do with the probe that goes over the stomach? An ultrasound wouldn't be nearly as bad as the things she had already endured. Of course she didn't really want to do it. But the effects of the sedative were too strong; she wasn't able to refuse. "Um ... okay?" she replied with uncertainty.