My First... Doctor Visit

Morning comes once again, calling me to roll from my covers and slide feet first off the bed. I wipe the sleepiness from my eyes as I take a seat at my vanity. Last night I put some curlers in my hair. I wanted to see if I could make my hair have a little something instead of just being flat. I found the curlers in Marcia’s room and thought “Hey, girl friends let girl friends borrow stuff. Or, at least they do on TV.”

I remove the curlers and I’m disappointed to not see much of a difference. A little more wave, but for now I’m still slick and straight haired Sophia. Maybe they just need more than a night’s worth of use? Shrug, I might ask Tikki about it. She would be the one to know if anyone does.

I fix a little bit of bed-head on the top of my head, then I just do a slight base of foundation and eyeliner, nothing crazy. Once I’m feeling presentable I change out of my pajamas and into a jumper skirt. I really should have done this in the opposite order, now there is a smudge of foundation on my white blouse at the neckline. How annoying.

I take my morning pill from the pill bottle, I’ll leave the secret stash alone in case I ever do truly need it. I exit my room and confirm there is no note attached to my door canceling the morning meeting. Now confident that it is happening, I make my way down the hall and enter into the elevator heading down to the meeting room.

When I get there I only see Gretchen standing in the corner smoking and Tikki seated in a chair looking over at me as I enter. I wave my greeting, she smiles and tells me good morning. It feels like barely anyone is here, and yet the only one missing for today’s meeting is Clarice in reality. I give Marcia a thought, hoping wherever she is she’s doing alright.

The sound of the elevator alerts us Clarice must be arriving. I take my seat, and await her arrival so we can begin the meeting. Tikki and I exchange a glance as we’re both taken aback by what sounds like heels clicking against the floor as someone walks? Who is that if it isn’t Clarice?

Both of us are staring at the hallway waiting to see who has arrived. The clicking gets closer and closer until a black haired girl enters into the room. I almost guessed that it must be a replacement for Marcia before I noticed a green puppet on her right hand. Somehow despite what my eyes were telling me this was Clarice!?

The clicking was indeed the sound of small heels, or rather ankle boots. Clarice had cut her hair, and based on how it looked I would have to imagine she did it herself? It was…messy? Uneven for sure. Her eyes were still somehow covered. The cuts seemed very uneven as they curved inward with the longest thickest bits between her eyes and getting less dense as you moved outward. Her lips had..bright red lipstick. It was smudged, severely. Like she had wiped her mouth with her arm and just not noticed what she had done. This was the first time I’d seen her not in something baggy like a hoodie, she was actually wearing some sort of crop top that was slightly too big so it hung off her shoulder. She was wearing tight jean short shorts as well, it was almost frightening.

“Clarice!?” Tikki cried, letting her own surprise slip out.

“I know right!?” King said in a cheerful tone. “She’s smoking right!? Fine little thing now!”

“KING!” Tikki shrieked, upset at King’s adjectives to describe Clarice.

“How..How do I look?” Clarice asked in a shy tone. With her hair shortened you could really see how bright her blushing was.

I held up a “YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL!” This seemed to make Clarice’s messy lipstick less visible as her whole face turned an even brighter red.

“How about this lovely hair, huh?” King egged on, “Who said a puppet with no fingers can’t use scissors!”

“I DO!” Tikki cried. “Please Clarice, come to me next time! I would adore cutting your hair for you! Don’t let King butcher it again like this!”

“So you- don’t like it..?” Clarice looked down as her color returned to her.

“NO NO NO! Of course I like it!” Tikki back pedaled. “It’s just I think- no, I know I can do better than King! We could really find a good hairstyle for you and even maybe help you out on learning to apply makeup better!”

“Oh.” Clarice nodded while sounding disappointed. King pet her on the head, “Don’t listen to her, she’s just jealous I got to do it and not her. They both think you look outstanding!”

Clarice looked up at King with her eyes, and gave him a warm smile that I wish had been pointed towards me.

“Are we ready to stop the chit chat ladies?” Gretchen groaned.

Everyone turned their attention back to Gretchen, the first meeting since we lost Marcia began.

Gretchen began recounting the results of our last mission. Listing how many ounces of our special little chemical they were able to collect from that brown Spawn. She then went on to tell us that not only that area had been informed about who their heroes were, but it had also been sent back to Marrowsville’s local news bragging about their new heroes' newest victory. We were told that in the area of Marcia’s disappearance from the team they had decided to declare her missing in action while saving someone. I was glad they left enough room for a return if she ever did, she also told us this really helped our popularity numbers. Orders of our single poster had tripled as people ordered what they assumed would be the only piece of merchandise to feature the fallen hero Marcia.

With the increase in merch sales that also meant we were all getting some spending money for our rooms. That got me really excited until Miss Gretchen told us our share would only be about $36 each. Still, there were things I could do with that. Heck, maybe in a week or two if I save I could afford a new outfit.

And finally we came to the topic of what today would look like. “We are going to have some people coming from the Lab Building coming down to see us.”

We all turned to one another exchanging glances as Gretchen continued. “They'll be performing some checkups on all of you, can't be too careful after the other day's affairs and such.”

A check up? And someone from the Lab Building as well? I can't help being suspicious of everyone and everything that relates to MGI and their alleged incoming decision to abandon us. I mean doesn't a health check up sound like the exact sort of thing you'd wanna do when you're thinking of breaking up a project!? Checking your stock and deciding what you're going to throw away and what you're going to keep!

What if I really am deemed not worth keeping around!? I mean I'm freaking cute! Yes mute and not the right gal for a toy tie in, but that shouldn't exclude me from every possible form of marketing!?

“That’s about it, anything else you gotta say girls?” Gretchen looked around at us. No one spoke up so she climbed up to her feet. “Then that concludes today's meeting. Go ahead and return to your rooms, I’ll come grab you all one by one once the medical personnel are ready for you.”

Gretchen as usual took off to smoke somewhere, leaving us to disperse on our own. Unlike usual we actually all did take the same elevator up to the dorm floor, I found that nice. I sort of wanted to see if either of them wanted to do something together today, but I was too scared to ask. Probably better if we all just standby waiting for today’s main event.

I returned into my room to wait to be called on. I pulled out the ordering tablet and lay on my bed as I scrolled through things I could buy. There were some many cute outfit choices, and all of them were so very much outside my price range. I really couldn’t afford anything honestly. If I could just save up for a month or so maybe then, but they might just get rid of me before then!

I kept scrolling, until I stumbled on something that caught my eye. Some Sign Language flashcards for only $5. I did want to learn some sign language, although I’m not sure if flashcards are the easiest way to do so. Video so I can watch the facial inflections as well as the hand movements in motion would probably help much more. I wasn’t gonna buy them, but it did remind me that I really wanted to learn how to sign.

I tried to see if the tablet would let me reach any video platform, but it seemed locked into this shopping program. I looked up “sign language” and found some VHS tapes I could buy, but I don’t have a VCR or a TV. Maybe one of the others would let me use theirs? Heck, Marcia had both, maybe I should just sneak into her room and use it whenever I wanna watch something. I look at the listings, there are nine volumes available, each on their own tape costing $30. Really rough for someone with my lack of funds. I could buy a single tape, but then I’d be broke. Why must I have so little money!

I kick my legs on the edge of my bed, things just never seem to work themselves out for me. I feel a wave of disappointment flood over me. I try to brush it aside, but something in my chest doesn’t seem to want to let go. I’m beginning to try to cheer myself up when a knock comes at my door. They’re earlier than I expected.

I open the door and obviously it's Miss Gretchen waiting on the other side. “Come along kid.” She leads me off back into the elevator, taking me down to a floor I hadn’t visited yet.

When we step off of the elevator I can see it resembles the boring plain medical type of floors I saw at the Lab Building. We walked down a long hall before turning a corner and coming to a door at the end of the hall. As we approached it I wondered if this floorplan mirrored the floor deep below us, and if D’Claire-na would be directly below us a few floors down?

Miss Gretchen opened the door for me, “Right in here, just take a seat on the chair and the examiner will come in just a minute.” She motioned me towards a stool on wheels situated just off a little from the center of the room.

I did as I was told, taking a seat on top of it, adjusting my skirt to have it not bunch up. The door closed as Miss Gretchen disappeared back down the hall. The room was fairly empty besides some cabinets around a desk and chair.

I looked around the room while I waited, not really sure what else to do. I let my bag fall off my side onto the floor, then reached down to lean it against my chair. I was about to start thinking about digging in the cabinets when the door opened again and a man in a lab coat entered inside. “Good afternoon Sophia.” He greeted me as he took a seat in the other chair at the desk.

His voice sounded familiar, but I just couldn’t place it. He looked over some notes on a clipboard he had brought in with himself. “Okay let’s get started.” He nodded and turned to face me, “Go ahead and strip for me.”

I was taken aback by his request, I gave a questioning expressive glance as I tried to make sure I had heard him right. He seemed to notice my hesitation, trying to relieve me he said, “Little hesitate in front of a stranger? I can understand that, but have no fear.” He gave me a toothy grin, “ I've known you since you were a newborn, well, newborn girl that is.” He straightened his posture, “My name is Doctor Trev, I was present at your birth. So see? Not strangers, you can strip in front of an old friend can’t you?”

I could place that I knew his voice from when I had first awoken from my cocoon, but really I mostly remember him leaving and Doctor Mac taking over. I instinctively leaned back from him, my hands gripping on my sides as they crossed in front of me hugging my stomach.

Doctor Trev leaned forward, reaching out and touching my cheek, “There’s nothing to be afraid of, I’m a doctor. Plus, I’ve already seen you naked before, nothing I haven’t seen before!” He actually chuckled to my discomfort.

I don’t think it is weird for doctors to see you naked, but… I don’t know, something just felt off. Maybe if we worked up to it, but he right out the gate wants me naked? I just feel like something isn’t right, I don’t like it.

“Sophia~” He called in a singsong way. “Please cooperate, we don’t want to have to tell our friend Gretchen that you were anything other than a good girl, now do we?”

I don’t want to get in trouble. If they really are going to get rid of us, just abandon the whole project and leave us to become Spawn, then I really can’t afford to not be seen as someone worth keeping around. I get up and begin to slide my jumper skirt straps from my shoulders.

“That’s very good Sophia. Let’s take all of it off. No need to fold it nicely, you can put it all right back on when we are finished.”

My skirt drops to the ground, I step out of it and begin messing with the buttons on my blouse as I stand in just my underwear. Each button undone I can feel my legs feel more shaky. “Be brave be brave be brave-” I murmured in my mind. I get to the final bottom button and pop it loose, then reach for the hem of the blouse and pull my blouse off over my head exposing my bra.

“What a nice color.” Doctor Trev comments. I don’t look up at him, I stare downward at myself, trying to keep myself from even tearing up.

I slid my underwear off, and placed them on top of my skirt next to the blouse. I don’t look to see where Doctor Trev is looking, I don’t want to know if he is looking directly at me. I reach behind me and fidget slightly with the bra strap undoing it, and it folds off me as I lower in onto the pile. I look up at him now standing in this room completely naked, I feel so exposed.

He grins with a chuckle, “How about those socks as well? I recall I said all of it.”

I nod, slipping off my flats and pulling my socks off my legs. My feet are now touching the cold marble floor of the room, it brings a chill across me.

“Wonderful!” Doctor Trev smiles, “See, not so bad, nothing scary happened at all!” He turned away and began opening the cabinets looking in them for something. I sit back down onto the stool, moving my clothes on to my bag on the floor.

“Ah, here it is!” Doctor Trev announced removing a black box from one of the higher cabinets. He then began messing with it on the desk, while I waited feeling the coldness of the room. I really just want to put my clothes on.

He then removes a long rod from a cabinet and places it to his side. It splits into three parts becoming a standing tripod, that black box then coming off his desk and screwing onto it. Doctor Trev gets up from setting whatever it is up and comes over to me. “Okay Sophia, we’re gonna take some pictures, so I just gotta repose you just a bit, okay?” He doesn’t wait for me to nod before he is placing his hands on my arms moving them. He places them onto my leg, one hand over the other. “Cross your legs for me would you?” He asks. I do as told.

“Wonderful, now let’s relax those shoulders.” He says as he is placing his hands on my shoulders pressing down on them. “And of course we need a cute head tilt ever so slightly.” He moved my head tilting it for me.

“Perfect!” He clapped. He moved back over to the black box which he said was a camera. It didn’t look like a camera, maybe it is just an old type. “Looking great! Hold that!” He said as he leaned over behind the camera.

After taking a few he got back up. “Let’s turn you!” He grabbed onto me and turned me as the stool swiveled. “Great!” He returned to the camera and took some more.

This continued a few more times as he turned me and repositioned me. Each time he placed his hand on me I wanted to ask him to just tell me what to do, but I held it together.

Finally, he said, “Okay we are all done here!” and I sighed a sigh of relief. I stood up and was about to begin putting my clothes back on when he stopped me, “Now hold on just one more minute.” I stopped and turned back to him.

He rolled his chair over to me looking up at me. “You did such a good job today Sophia, I want you to know MGI and I are very proud of you.” I went to lean over to grab my whiteboard to say thanks but he caught my hand as I reached down. “No need, I think I understand you well enough to know you want to say thanks and happy to help.” I stood back up giving him another nod.

“That’s great.” He smiled. “But gosh, after such good work you really should get a reward don’t you think?”

I shook my head, waving my hands to say it was fine and I was just doing my job and was ready to leave now. “Come now, let’s not be modest when we aren’t modest!” He eyed my still naked body. That made me very uncomfortable, I really need to leave now.

“I bet it was tough adjusting to this new life of yours, that was awful tough of you to handle. Has anyone told you how good of a job you are doing?” I shook my head no.

“Well Sophia, you’re doing a wonderful job. You’ve become quite the beautiful young woman.” He smiled. I felt so gross it was hard for me to smile back at him.

“I think someone who did so well today and is doing such a good job at work must receive some sort of reward, so I’ll just have to give you something. Close your eyes.”

Those last three words hit me like a train. My eyes widened in a way he clearly noticed. His smile became more toothy again, “It’s okay, just close your eyes.” I backed away, then stopped myself. This was all some sort of sick test by MGI, it has to be. He won’t do anything, I just have to endure a little more.

I close my eyes. I can hear Doctor Trev get up from his chair. I listen as every step makes an audible sound as he walks past me and stops right behind me. Suddenly his fingers are on the sides of my mouth, and he pulls them downward, opening my mouth. I’m entering a shaky state where none of this feels real anymore. I feel him place something small onto my tongue, pushing it inward and closing my mouth. He leaned me back and made me swallow it. He then takes multiple quick steps backward back towards his chair. “All done! Eyes open away!”

I open my eyes and he is back on his chair. I feel funny as he begins talking again. I can’t really understand every word he says anymore. Something about that being a special pill for special times? Whatever that means. And then he tells me something about his girlfriend I think? He said “girlfriend” a lot. At some point I must have fallen asleep or passed out? One moment I’m in front of him, the next suddenly I'm back in my room lying sideways across my bed.

My head still feels a little funny. It takes me a few moments to collect myself enough to sit up and move my covers aside. I’m still naked. I spot my clothes nicely folded on the floor beside the bed.

Groggy and confused I get up and begin putting my clothes back on. After pulling my bra on I notice I can’t find my underwear. I turn all the clothes over, digging around, but they aren’t there.

What happened?