The heat in my face flames into an inferno.Instinctively, I cross my arms, covering my apparently diminutive size.
“No need for all that,” he grumbles.“They’re adequate enough.Finish.”
The need to flee races through my limbs as I slide off my pants and plain cotton underwear.
“On the surface, her labia minora look symmetrical and are a pale pink.Will compare the color when flushed with arousal.Mons pubis appears soft and pliable.Will see when testing.Turn.”
I do my best to ignore everything around me as I turn toward the shower to show off my naked backside.
“Spread your legs and lean forward until your palms rest against the glass of the shower.”
Again, I obey him, keeping my thoughts hovering on the surface.Any deeper, and I’ll not be able to control myself.It’s hard enough to not just run away now and figure out some other way to get the money.
“Labia majora spreads nicely, allowing a lovely visual of the labia minora.No current arousal.Will determine if it’s a result of nerves or a faulty system.Do you own a prettier pair of panties?”
Keeping my hands against the glass, I swallow down the bite of humiliation and turn to look at him.Thankfully, his expression is passive, as if I’m just one more omega in a lineup.Nothing special.Forgettable.Honestly, in this case, I want nothing more than him to not think of me at all once I’m gone.
“This is all I have.Basic cotton.”
Nodding, he picks up that stupid recorder again.“Will need a wardrobe for this omega.She seems lacking in this department.That is all.You may shower.”
Without giving him a chance to change his mind, I step in and watch in amazement as the door closes on its own behind me.Panic roots me to the spot as I look at the two through the glass, but they seem to pay me no mind.Their heads bow down toward each other as they look over papers and screens.
Confusion furrows my brows as I turn to the showerhead and look for knobs so I can just get this over with, but find nothing.It’s just smooth tile and the chrome showerhead.A few more moments go by before I go to ask them how to turn it on when a torrent of warm water cascades over me, pelting my skin.
My soft shriek draws their gaze, but only for a moment before they go back to whatever it is they’re doing.I long to make sense of this technology, to ask them how I’m going to soap down or shampoo, but the water changes, shifting to stream out from the tile as well as coming from above.
The warm jets massage and soothe me, increasing in temperature until it’s at the perfect heat to soothe me and drive the chill from my bones.Steam fills the small cubicle, hiding me from any prying eyes and giving me the illusion of privacy.
I long to slide to the floor and lie there, soaking in the heat, which is so different from the tepid showers I usually take at home.If anything, this moment of relief makes everything worth it.
Since no one told me how long I have in here, I close my eyes and drink in every minute of bliss, shoring it away for the inevitability of when it ends.Tears gather at my eyes, and in the solitude, in the cloak of steam-induced invisibility, I finally let them fall.It all pours out of me and swirls down the drain with the water, flushing my shame away so no one else has to see it.No one else has to know.
This shower shouldn’t break me, but it’s the antithesis of my current life—hot, nearly scalding water in place of lukewarm swill that keeps the bills lower, a bit of massage to soothe my worn, tired, and sore muscles, and a free moment to myself where I can just be, just exist.
All too soon, the water slows to a trickle and hot air blows in, drying me to perfection.When the doors open, the two look back up at me, their eyes taking in every inch as if they already own it, own me.
“Ahhh, that’s much better,” the Alpha grumbles.“Come over to the table so we can begin.”
For a moment, my legs refuse to move as I stand there, staring at the white, spotless gurney.Is it too late to run?Is it too late to say no?The stern face on the Alpha tells me I certainly am.I’m sure if I were to quit now, he’ll view it as a personal affront to his time.The nurse, on the other hand, gives away nothing.Her face is a stone edifice of boredom as I finally make my way over.
With a rapid flurry of movement, the Alpha wraps his fingers around my waist and hoists me up onto the table.“Don’t fight us, and this will go far quicker.”
But even as the words leave his mouth, they strap me down, rendering me unable to move.Even if I want to fight them, I can’t.Lifting my wrist, I test the tightness of my bonds, bringing a smile to the Alpha’s lips.
“Feisty.You will do well with our Alphas.Nurse, if you please.”
She goes down to the foot of the table, her heels clicking with every purposeful step.With a quick flick of her hands, she brings up the stirrups so familiar to me from every OBGYN appointment I’ve ever had since about sixteen.Only now, it’s a man gripping my hips and urging me down as he straps me in further into place.
Hunching down, he peers between my legs, staring at my anatomy so hard that, even though I can’t fully see him, I can feel the intensity.Before I can even brace for it, he slides a thick finger inside and holds it there.Granted, this part isn’t new, but usually it’s a female doing this, and her digits are far smaller, far less likely to trigger an arousing effect.
He slides it out, only to add another and slide them both in, stuffing me so impossibly full.A slight squeak slips from my lips, so light, so very soft, I think he doesn’t hear it.His lopsided grin as he lifts his head from between my legs tells me everything I need to know.
“Don’t feel as if you need to hold back on my account,” he chuckles as he pumps his fingers in and out of me.“I want to see the effect my touch has on you.”
“I- are you the Alpha I need to satisfy, then?”I wheeze as heat swirls through my body.“I was told this was an examination.”
“Trust me, you cannot satisfy me.Not in the slightest.I am here to do a job and nothing more.I’m here to test your arousal and make sure you’re more than able to handle an Alpha and his knot.As it is, you’re a bit tighter than I’d like.You’re not a virgin, are you?Your form said you’ve been fucked and knotted.”
