My fellow Arthenians,
I've got my schedule officially worked out, and I should be able to return to uploading at a regular interval starting in July. I recognize that July is quite far away as it stands, and with the Oompa Loompa running America, we might not make it that long without being aggressively bombed to shit in a thermonuclear war. Because of this, I figured I'd let you guys know what's going on, and that I might as well crank out something short.
Sorry if it isn't up to snuff, as I did it between study sessions.
The doctor's mouth was open, but nothing was coming out of it except for a slow but steady flow of air as he breathed. Light a heavy blanket, the awkwardness that seemed to follow Jay around everywhere he went began settling over the examination room, and it was nearly strangling the Pokémon nurse. That was one response he hadn't anticipated getting out of her, and it added to the list of reasons why Jay was unqualified to treat this girl in front of him: He had never treated one of her kind before, she was clearly a Growlithe which he had never treated before, and Jay had no field experience with any animals in heat, much less ones that were part human. It wasn't that it made him uncomfortable to think about, but whenever a Pokémon would come in and they were clearly in heat, the male nurse would generally defer to another of the staff, typically his sister.
Amber fidgeted on the exam table, which returned Jay from the trance that he had entered. He still didn't know what to say, but he had to say something. He had already made this more painful an experience than it had to be. He wouldn't want to further this discomfort for her. "In heat," he repeated, still looking straight at her face but not seeing anything. Instead, he was looking through her, trying to decide what he should do with this new information. As a professional, he told himself, he should defer this patient because he was attracted to her and such an attraction invited less than professional exchanges. As a student of medicine (and a guy who had never seen a human-or mostly human- girl naked before), he was curious.
"And has... this, happened before?" He was gradually sliding back into the swing of things. The initial shock was gone and done with, and he had begun to think logically again. He knew what would be done were she one hundred percent Growlithe, but it was the fifty percent human that was stopping him from following protocol. "I know that Growlithes reach sexual maturity upon entering adolescence and begin their heat cycle accordingly. Is that the same with you, Amber, or is this the first time?"
Amber looked like she was beginning to regret coming in. She was beginning to sweat, potentially due to the heavy clothes that she was wearing, but the present situation couldn't have been helping, Jay figured. The combination of the two variables were certainly making her face light up, though. "This is the first time as far as I know," she said quietly, looking down and beginning to twiddle her thumbs together in her lap. It was evident that this wasn't exactly her most desired topic of discussion. "I mean... obviously I've been... you know, /aroused/ before, but this is different. My whole body feels sensitive, and I can't stop having lewd thoughts about everyone that I see." Her eyes flicked up to the nurse attending to her and then back down.
Nurse Jay cleared his throat and attempted to also clear the knowledge that she was likely having similar thoughts about him from his mind, and he stood up. "That's perfectly natural, Amber. It's nature's way of, let's say, gently suggesting to you that it is a good time to mate. It's a primal thing that unfortunately your species-" it felt weird, to say 'your species,' and somehow offensive "has yet to evolve away." The nurse was beginning to search the cabinets and countertop for anything he might need for the examination. He couldn't really think of anything, but he wanted to give her some indication that he knew what he was doing. He reached for the box of disposable rubber gloves, pulled a left and right out, and tugged them on. They made an audible snap as he turned to face her.
Amber was eyeing him nervously. Whatever was on the agenda for him to do, she did not approve of. It was easily visible by the look in her eye. The antro girl slowly folded her arms over her chest, nodding absently to what he had said. The fact that he had put on gloves told her that he intended to touch her. She had told herself before she came in that she was not going to be taken advantage of by some creepy doctor. She had already run through the scenarios of some guy feeling her up a little more than necessary, and her concomitant blast of fire scorching their face.
But as she looked up and into his eyes, she didn't see a creepy doctor. She saw a somewhat nervous young nurse who wanted to do what he could to make her feel better. She was convinced that he only wanted to help her. Sure, he didn't seem to know entirely what he was doing, but then again neither did she, and he was nice, friendly. It was the care that she would have expected to get if she wasn't half of anything and instead was just one whole person or one whole Pokémon.
"I think that you might be right based on what you've told me so far and what I've seen, Amber. I'm actually pretty sure you're just in heat, at which point we won't have to worry about there being anything wrong with you. That being said, for me to find out, it's going to be a little uncomfortable and a little awkward for you, I'm not going to lie. I'm going to have to look at and touch you in your private areas so I can be sure of my diagnosis. If that's too much for you and you're not okay with that, I understand and I can just discharge you now." He paused, giving her a small smile as he sat back down on the wheelie chair. "I know it's a little unnerving because we're different genders and different species, but I can assure you I will be strictly professional, and will avoid being invasive whenever possible. It's-"
"Just get it over with," she abruptly spat, cutting him off entirely. She looked a little upset, probably because she was already embarrassing and his 'professional' attitude was only making things worse. She had her head turned to the side and away from him, and the blush that had colored her cheeks previously had flared up again. That being said, she still uncrossed her arms from her chest, placing them on either side of her legs. "I know you're just trying to help, Nurse Jay, but you're really making things worse."
Jay blinked. "Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't..." he looked up to catch a glare from her. "Right. I'll just get on with the exam, then." He raised his hands toward the hem of her sweatshirt, then paused. "If you're uncomfortable at any point in time let me know and I'll stop," he said quickly. A frown crossed his features as he remembered something that he had noticed when he was listening to her breathing. "Are you, um... wearing anything underneath any of that?" He gestured vaguely to her sweatshirt and sweatpants. She definitely didn't have a shirt on, but he hadn't really considered whether or not she would have a bra, or even if she was wearing panties for that matter. Wait, why was he thinking about her panties? He shook his head.
Amber's ear twitched at the question. Her hands opened and closed on the edge of the table, her fingers drumming down against it one by one. "Well, it would be way too hot if I wore anything underneath this. I have everything covered, so I thought it would make the most sense if I just wore this." She looked down and at the Nurse, her head tilting to the side. Why was he concerned with her attire? Was it going to get in the way somehow? She couldn't imagine how it would. He was just uncomfortable with the idea of her naked body, she decided. It made sense; he appeared to be a few years younger than him, and he was speaking with the awkward, fumbling rhetoric of someone who- did he have a crush on her? The thought made her cheeks hotter. Hell, it made her entire body feel warmer. She tore her eyes away from him again.
"Uh, oh, okay. I just thought that I'd ask. Ordinarily I'd have you take off your sweatshirt, but I guess you should probably leave it on." He laughed awkwardly, and alone. Looking up he saw that she was ignoring him. 'Fantastic,' the nurse thought to himself. 'Now she's offended. Good job, you buffoon.'
Jay Joy took a deep breath, and then silently exhaled it. "I'm going to touch you now," he declared so that she wouldn't be surprised by it, and he went for the hem of her sweatshirt. Slipping both of his hands underneath the fabric, he could feel that her fur varied in thickness and length depending on where it was on her body, even through the thin blue rubber of his gloves. "There are a few telltale signs that will let me know if you're in heat or not. You've already affirmed a few of these, when you told me of the sexual thoughts you've been having, as well as the sensitivity. I'm going to assume that your breasts have felt especially tender lately?"
Amber looked back at him as he talked to her, listening carefully with ears perked completely upright with attentiveness. Had her...? "Not that I have noticed, no, but I haven't really checked, Nurse Jay." She was watching him closely, waiting for him to do something stupid so that she could burn his pretty face right off. Even as the thought crossed her mind, though, she immediately felt bad. She had grown to hate humans in this region rather quickly, but passing that prejudice off to a polite, dutiful nurse probably wasn't very becoming of her.
"Okay. I'm just going to gently touch your chest," he said slowly and deliberately, and cautiously raised his hands up along the fur that covered her stomach. He glanced up to the anthro's face and saw her looking down at his hands and biting her lip. She was uncomfortable, clearly, but that was to be expected. She didn't seem especially distressed, though, so he continued. Jay felt his hands brush against the underside of her bust and he pulled them away, pulling outward slightly on the hoodie she wore so he didn't have to grope her to position himself where he could appropriately preform the examination. A small frown found its way onto Jay's cheeks as he considered how much better it would be if he could see what he was doing. She probably had great tits- he slapped himself mentally. 'Get ahold of yourself, pervert,' he scolded silently.
With one more peek to make sure that she still wasn't protesting, he slowly moved his hands in and toward her body, his fingertips ever so gently depressing the tissue on her chest, which elicited a sharp inhale from the girl. He was a little surprised by what he noticed once he touched her: the hoodie had been preventing him from getting a good indication, and the fire-type was deceptively busty.
He gingerly kneaded her breasts, using as little force as he could. Because he was being so careful, it actually made him jump to hear a distressed whimper come from her, and he immediately let go of her, reflexively pulling his hands back and out of her hoodie. He held them slightly in the air to either side of his body in an instinctive gesture of his innocence, looking up to her. "Is that a yes on the tenderness, then?" he joked, trying to keep the mood light, and trying to drown out the deafening pounding in his chest with laughter.
"Y-yes," she responded somewhat indignantly. Her hands had left the table and she now folded her arms over her chest again. "Very tender," she concluded, looking down at him again and searching his eyes. He could have just asked her to check, and yet he apparently insisted on doing it for himself. She was no doctor, nor was she a nurse, but she was pretty sure that there was no benefit in having him preform that particular test as opposed to her. Maybe she was wrong about him. Maybe he /was/ just trying to feel her up. Her eyes narrowed.
Nurse Jay could feel the tension in the air increasing. There were sparks flying from her eyes while she stared at him. Her expression was barely past neutral, a little uncomfortable if anything, but there was something threatening in her gaze that nearly made him shiver. "Have your nipples been hard for a while as well? Or is that just a response to me touching you?"
Amber was noticeably thrown by that, and her expression as well as her mind blanked. It was a logical question for him to ask, and yet somehow it still caught her off guard. "Ummm... that's been the case off and on for a while, yes. It's happened sometimes out of nowhere and for no reason, and past that just any time that something touches them."
Jay nodded silently. "I figured as much. Do you touch yourself often?" Amber's mouth actually opened in shock, horrified that he had the nerve to ask such a question. Her core body temperature abruptly spiked, potentially because she was preparing to belch fire, and potentially because she had never been so embarrassed in her entire life. "For sexual release," the nurse clarified, "masturbation." Somewhere in Jay's eyes there was a smile. Was he supposed to ask these kinds of questions? Of course he was. Did that mean that he didn't find it entertaining to see how adorable and flustered she was getting as a result? Not a chance.
Amber's ear flicked twice. "I am a lady," she asserted in an offended tone. "I don't do such disturbing things." She stared back down at him but her glare was met only with an amused expression. He obviously wasn't buying it. She continued to glare for a few extra seconds before turning her head to the side. "Fine. A few times a week." She could physically /feel/ the followup question coming. "Every other day."
"Alright, fair enough." Jay allowed himself a grin. He figured that she had caught onto what he was going, and the fact that she hadn't singed his hair, broken any of his limbs, or put holes in his body told him that to some degree she didn't mind. Admittedly it had all devolved into a little less medical examination and a little more flirting, but there was nothing wrong with that... right?
"There's just two more things that I'd like to check, and then we can start thinking about what I can do for you to get you back to normal," he said in a somewhat upbeat tone. He patted his knees and stood, walking around to the long side of the table and gesturing to it. The Growlithe anthro had been watching him the entire time. "I just need you to get on your hands and knees for me, and I'm going to have to ask you to pull your pants down."
Amber's eyebrows raised. This was clearly some kind of joke, and in no way was she amused. If he honestly expected her to blindly comply with what was obviously some boneheaded, feeble, half-baked plan to satisfy his teenage lust and curiosity, he had another thing coming. "Right," she said, rolling her eyes. "And then you're gonna whip out your cock and smack in the face with it."
If he wasn't so surprised by her retort, he would have been more embarrassed. He still was embarrassed, yes, but not to the appropriate degree. "What..." Jay blinked a few times. "Why would I ever do that? That's fucking stupid," he argued. It took him a second realize what he had said, and then he backtracked. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. I hope I didn't offend you."
Amber's head tilted. What was he possibly apologizing for? Was he actually that concerned with the fact that he had just cussed in front of her? Her head tilted the other way. Were they allowed to do that? Probably not. It made sense that he would be remorseful then, she supposed. "It's fine. I just accused you of planning to put your dick in my face. It's my fault." The anthro watched his facial expression. He was blushing a little. So she had embarrassed him? She'd feel bad if he didn't look so damn attractive with red on his cheeks. "I'll get on the table," she murmured, and slowly turned and climbed up on it. "Why do I have to pull my pants down, though?"
Jay was still recovering from the sudden accusation, so he was a little slow to respond. "It's easier for me to show you than to explain." He stepped forward and toward the table. "I'm going to pull your pants down a little in the back. I'm not going to look at your, uh, private parts, and I'm not going to touch anything." Their eyes were locked together. She was still somewhat convinced that he was going to do something inappropriate, and he could tell. He was determined to prove otherwise.
"Fine," she said flippantly, giving a shrug and turning her head to face forward. "But if this isn't the most degrading test I've ever taken, I don't know what is." Amber closed her eyes as she felt one hand on either side of her hips, taking a deep breath and preparing for the worst. The waistband of her sweatpants was slowly pulled down in the back, exposing a good portion of her butt until the thick, fluffy tail that matched the pattern of her fur sprung loose behind her. Her eyes opened again and she found his face, expecting to see the young doctor ogling her hind end, but instead his eyes were locked with hers. It was honestly a little unnerving how focused he was on her face, but it was better than if he was eye raping her. The waistband was pulled down another inch or two.
"This is going to be the easiest test you've ever done," the nurse informed her with a smile. "All you've got to do is just stay still and look pretty. And might I say, you're doing a wonderful job of that so far," he said with a grin. Amber just shook her head, fighting off a smile. Damn if this guy wasn't awkward. Sweet, sure, but really fucking awkward.
Nurse Jay grabbed the hem of her sweatshirt with his dominant right hand, pulling it up slightly to reveal some of the orange striped for on her lower back. "I don't know if I've mentioned this yet but your coat is gorgeous, by the way. You must take very good care of it." Amber smiled a little and murmured a brief thank you. "Okay, here goes nothing," the nurse said, and he quickly pulled the glove off of his right hand.
Amber looked questioningly to the medical professional, but didn't say anything. Instead, she was silent, one ear twitching as the nurse's now bare hand was placed on her lower back. Her head tilted in curiosity, and then she felt his nails digging gently into the skin under her fur, scratching just above the base of her tail. It felt surprisingly good, and she subconsciously raised her hips up and against his hands. Her tail had been wagging slowly in a dormant state, but now it was still, and held to the side as though by some unseen force.
{Author's note: I swear this is a real thing. I looked it up.}
Abruptly, the sensation stopped as Jay pulled his hand away. "Alright, that's the extent of the test. Your tail moved to the side." Amber blinked. "I told you it would be easy," he reminded her with a small laugh. Amber only stared for a second and then decided she would join in on the laugh as well. Her tail swished happily from side to side. Some of the tension in the air had been defused, even, which was welcomed by both parties.
Amber reached behind her and pulled her sweatpants back up, carefully tucking her tail into the waistband and stuffing it down her right pant leg. "Don't they make, like, special clothes for... people like you?" Jay was eyeing her butt and the backs of her legs. "Y'know, like with a hole for your tail? I can't imagine that that would be comfortable," he explained with a small shrug.
Amber looked back behind her and then back at the nurse. "Well, usually I just go naked." A pause to allow for the shocked stupor, and then: "I'm kidding. Stop visualizing me naked." She gave him a grin, and he soon found it contagious. "In all seriousness, in my own region, yes I would wear clothes like that. Here, though...? It's worth the discomfort to avoid drawing attention to myself." Slow nods of understanding.
"Well. Anyhow, I think that about wraps things up here," Jay said as he pulled his other glove off, tossing it in the trash where the other had found itself. "As far as I can tell, the only thing that's wrong with you is that you are in fact in heat. My advice t-"
"What about the last test?"
"What?" Jay frowned.
"You said that there were three tests," Amber reminded him, lifting three fingers to signify this fact. "You've only done two of them. Are you trying to short sell me here? Am I just not worth your time?" She folded her arms over her chest again, pouting. She was clearly just joking, but Jay took her seriously just in case.
"No, no, that's not it at all. The other tests were conclusive, they told me all I could need to know. I was hoping to avoid having to do something more invasive if at all possible, and it didn't end up being needed. You're free to go." Nurse Jay made his way over to the sink and washed his hands. He hadn't touched anything without gloves on, but it was habit. Needed to stay clean and germ free.
Amber's ears perked. "Okay, well I don't feel as though my care was satisfactory. You didn't do everything in your power to confirm your diagnosis." Amber watched the attractive young man wash his hands. Why was that such an erotic display to her all of a sudden? Was she going mentally insane? "I demand that you preform the final test." She wasn't entirely sure what it would be, but he kept looking between her legs, and if nothing was done about the heat being generated from between them she was sure to sweat to death.
Jay snorted a laugh. "What are you, some kind of medical lawyer?" Weak, Jay. Weak. "There's nothing in the nurses' handbook that would suggest that there is any reason that I would preform the final test. It's incredibly invasive and is used as a last resort method if nothing else is conclusive. I could determine easily that you're in heat, Amber." He turned around to face her, also folding his arms over his chest to match her. He was clearly flustered. "It would be unprofessional of me to touch your lady parts without a valid reason. That's what the last test is: determination of the level of physical sexual arousal."
"So do it."