The Locker Room Physicals

The Locker Room Physicals 1

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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The Locker room Physicals. Part One.

Due to excessive absences from school aged teenagers. Supposedly an out brake of influenza, and other illnesses. The County Health Department, decided that it was time for them to step in. And access the health and wellness of the current student body.

Every teenager from the ninth through the twelfth grade. Would be required a physical exam. Free of charge, which was a relief to many parents. With the sky rocketing cost of health care.

The examinations would be performed during the students Physical Education time. So it would not interfere with all there other studies.

The required physicals got a mixed reaction from the students. Some that didn’t have medical insurance, didn’t mind it. Hopefully seeing a medical professional, would head off any medical needs. That might be found, during the exam.

Others were resentful of the invasion of there privacy. The thought of standing around in just your underwear among your classmates. Then baring it all, in front of them. While a complete stranger, pokes, prods and fondles you. Was horrifying.

But as stated before. It was required. The girls would be all examined on Monday and Tuesday. The boys on Wednesday and Thursday. They were expected to be there. And no excuses would be tolerated.

Monday morning.

Everyone reported to school on time. All except for Misty Jones. Who was at home, putting on a good act for her mother. Not feeling well, due to a migraine headache, or so she claimed. Which was so bad that it made her sick to her stomach. Behind the privacy of the bathroom door. Misty made herself vomit. To make her mother believe her.

After her mother left for work. Misty was on the phone, texting her best friend Shirley.

“ Hey girl. I’m playing sick today and tomorrow. Lol. “
Misty said in her text.

“ I’ll be you, you’ll be sorry. “
Shirley replied.

“ Let me know how it goes. Embarrassing I’m sure it will be. Lol. “

Shirley didn’t respond back. Angered that her best friend abandoned her, on such a humiliating day. They had been best friends, since the first grade. And went through everything together.

Later that morning.

Shirley reported to the gym, along with all the other girls, in her class. All were dressed in there usual attractive and trendy street cloths. Shirley took a selfie of herself. And sent it to Misty.

“ It’s almost time. “
She text with the picture.
Dressed in a pink Izod golf shirt. And snug fitting Guess jeans. Along with a pair of classy white pumps.

“ It’s all fixing to come off!...Did you wear clean underwear?...Lol. “

Again Shirley was angered by her friend. Turning off her phone, and putting it in her purse.

A loud whistle blew.

“ Everyone line up! “
Mrs. Brown yells.

In the center of the gym. They all stood side by side at attention. With there toes on the line painted along the gym floor.

As Mrs. Brown called role. A nurse practitioner, from the health department. Walked along, looking each girl over. From head to toe. A nervous chill went through them all. As she sized each one of them up.

Mrs. Brown continued to call role.

“ Misty Jones. “ She yells out.
Nothing but silence.

“ Misty Jones. “ She yells again, louder. She then looks around the gym. Seeing the nurse practitioner, looking back at her. She makes a note beside Misty’s name, and continues to call out, the other girls names.

After role call.

“ Okay girls. You all know your going to be examined. In the locker room, you will undress! You will be allowed to keep your bras, panties and socks. Until your exam. There will be no funny business!...Your best behavior will be expected. Now line up single file. “

The girls all lined up.

“ Tighten up the line! “ The nurse practitioner yells.
Nervously the dressed group of girls got closer.

“ Toe to heel! “ She yells.
Shirley gently placed the toes of her white pumps, against the heel of the sneakers of the girl in front of her. She then felt a kick, from the girl behind her. Against the 4 inch heels, she was wearing.

All were starting to sweat. Definitely they didn’t like there safe personnel space invaded.

“ What is this?...The military? “
A girl spoke out.
Mrs. Brown rushed to her, getting right in her face.

“ Shut your pie hole!...You don’t speak until your spoken to! “

The girls were getting there first taste of shock theater. Never before had they been talked to, in that way.

“ Chin Up!...Chest out!...Suck in that fat gut! “
She scolds Monica, who was obviously the most obese one in the crowd. And who also started to cry.

“ Now to the locker room! “

It was a somber and dreadful walk. Like a group of convicts, making there final walk to there executions. Not another word was spoken. Only the occasional squeak of sneakers on the hard wood floor. Or the clicking of high heels.

Rebecca Roberts was the first to reach the locker room. She gave the nurse practitioner, who was standing at the door a snobby look. The nurse looks her over again. As she wore her boyfriends Letter mans jacket. She glanced down her body, at her jeans and gray leather crunch boots.

Rebecca was a snob. And spoiled by her rich family. With gorgeous good looks, with long blonde hair. Rebecca had the best of everything. Along with the better than everyone else, attitude that goes with it.

The nurse looked forward to seeing a girl like her, stripped of everything, for all to see.

They all stepped inside the grungy locker room. Going there own ways, to there lockers.

But the nurse had it in for Rebecca. She watched her intensely, as she opened her locker. Placing her purse inside it, followed by the Letter mans jacket.
She slowly unbuttoned her thin blue blouse. She then unfastened her jeans.

From a distance, the nurse saw the jeans fall slightly. Exposing a peek of her black panties.

“ Rebecca Roberts. “ The nurse called out.

Everyone stopped to look at Rebecca and the nurse.
Rebecca glanced over her shoulder, toward the nurse.

“ You get to be first!...Take it all off! “

A sense of dread fell over the teenager. Why her? She asked herself.

Monica the chubby girl. Had the locker below, but next to Rebecca. She looks up at the popular embarrassed teen, that had just been called out.

To hear her sigh. She watched her as she stood, with her blouse open. Rebecca reached and unhooked the white bra, that held her large breasts perfectly.

Monica couldn’t help but stare and marvel at Rebecca’s breasts. Wishing so bad that her body, looked like hers.
Rebecca looks down, to see Monica staring at her.

“ What are you looking at? “ Rebecca says out loud, drawing everyone’s attention toward Monica.

Monica’s jaw dropped. She was shocked. And didn’t know what to say. While everyone stopped to stare.

“ Sit down!...Shut Up!...And take your boots and socks off! “ The nurse barked.

Rebecca reluctantly did as she was told. Everyone turned to watch the pretty girl as she pulled her boots off. Her white slouch socks followed. Exposing her soft delicate bare feet. With red painted toenails. She stood to put her boots away. And continued to strip.

Once naked, she turned toward the nurse. Who pointed toward the showers and toilets. Where a exam table was sitting, complete with stirrups.

“ Stand here and wait. “ Mrs. Brown said.

Nervous, scared and humiliated. Rebecca stood there, on the cold tiled floor. Soaking in her surroundings. There was no petition for privacy. The door of the stall, where the toilet was, had been removed. On the Wall was a height chart. And on the counter was a box of latex gloves, along with a tube of lube.

While Rebecca stood there waiting. On another isle of lockers. Shirley was out of her top, but still in her bra. Her friend Becky watched as Shirley placed her white pumps inside her locker. She glanced at her nude nylon clad feet. While taking off a knee length denim skirt. Becky stood there just in her pantyhose and bra.
Watching while Shirley unfastened her jeans.

“ You didn’t wear any panties? “
Shirley whispered to Becky.

Becky had a dumb founded look. As she noticed the white cotton panties Shirley was wearing.

“ I was hoping you had hose on to. “
Becky quietly said. Watching as Shirley lowered her jeans. Noticing her nylons only came to below her knees.

She glanced around the room. They all had panties on except Rebecca.

“ You may as well take those off. “ Shirley said, smiling at Becky.

Becky glanced around again. Most everyone was minding there own business. She then sighs.

“ I guess I better get it over with. “
Hooking her thumbs into the waste band of her hose. She peels them down and off. Standing nude from the waste down, and only in her bra. She puts the pantyhose in to her locker. Then takes out a pair of jogging shorts, and starts to put them on.

“ What are you doing? “
Mrs. Brown abruptly asks her. seeing her step in, and pull the shorts up. Everyone else stopped to look.

“ I didn’t wear panties today! “
Becky said embarrassed.

“ Well that’s just tough!...Take those off! “

Becky bites her lower lip, and obeys the order.

One by one, the girls all line up. As Rebecca was told to step forward. While her height was being checked. Mrs. Brown picked up a camera, and took her picture.

“ What are you doing? “
Rebecca screams, appalled at the thought of a nude picture getting out of her.

“ Don’t worry!...It’s just for our records. “
Mrs. Brown tried to assure her.

She then heard her weight of 115 pounds, announced by the nurse. To all the other girls.

A cold chill goes through Monica. And a few of the other bigger than average girls.

Fat shaming was a technique that the health department was trying out, to get them all to eat right and exercise more.

But that was just the beginning for Rebecca’s humiliating exam. She was then handed a small cup.

“ Fill it up to the line. “
The obnoxious nurse said, she points to the toilet.

“ But I don’t have to pee! “
Rebecca argues.

“ Than we will all wait until you do. “
The nurse informed her.

Rebecca takes the cup, and sits on the toilet, holding it to her crotch.
Little by little. A slow stream of urine was collected, in to the cup.
With gloved hands, the nurse takes the cup of warm pee. From the embarrassed teenager.
Mrs. Brown hands her a sanitary wipe, so she can clean herself. Rebecca was then allowed to wash her hands.

As the nurse sealed and labeled the cup of urine. A loud shriek was heard from the back. Followed by gasps, as the girls desperately tried to cover themselves.

Coach Thomas comes in to observe. All were shocked and humiliated by the presence of this middle aged man coming in, while they were in such a vulnerable state.

“ Quiet down girls!..Y’all ain’t got nothing he ain’t seen before! “
Mrs. Brown says to them.
Which did nothing to calm any of there nerves.

Rebecca was then told to bend at the waste, and touch her toes. The nurse examines her spine. Ruling out scoliosis.
She was then told to sit on the table. As all her vitals were checked. With a fresh pair of gloves, the nurse starts examining her, from the head down.
Her ears, nose, throat, were all checked.

Followed by her heart and lungs. Then her reflexes. Followed by her leg strength. The nurse placed her hands around Rebecca’s soft bare foot. Then instructed her to press against them. She repeated the task, with the other.

“ Now lay back. I’m going to check your breasts. “

Rebecca put her hands behind her head, while the nurse gently prodded her breasts, with her fingers.

“ Are you doing monthly breast exams? “ She asked.

“ Yes “ Rebecca said quietly.
As the nurse moved closer to her nipples. Feeling her wide sensitive areola. Her nipples became erect. And were obviously noticed by all looking on. Especially Coach Thomas. Who Rebecca refused to make eye contact with.

After both breasts were thoroughly checked. She moved to Rebecca’s abdomen. Pressing firmly for any abnormalities.
The stirrups were then pulled out, from the end of the table.
Rebecca gulped.

“ Place your feet in the stirrups! “
The nurse said coldly, with no emotion.
Rebecca felt like nothing, but a piece of meet to her. As she placed her bare feet in to the cold stainless steel stirrups.

Barring it all to the Coach and all the other girls. As they all looked at her vagina. With a little patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair above it.
Rebecca watched as the nurse lubed her fingers. Wanting so bad for this to be over.
Three of her cold lubed fingers, were shoved inside of her.
Rebecca let’s out a grunt.

“ Can’t you be gentle?...My doctor never does it like that! “
Rebecca complained.
The nurse ignores her, probing her. While again, pressing her abdomen.

“ When was your last period? “

“ Two weeks ago. “
Rebecca mumbles.

“ Are you sexually active? “

Rebecca’s face turned beet red.

“ Can’t you tell? “
Rebecca shoots back, knowing that the nurse notices her human has been broke.

“ Okay...How long have you been sexually active? “
The nurse pressed her.

“ I don’t know! “
Rebecca grumbles.

“ What do you mean?...You don’t know? “
The nurse yells at her.

Tears start to run down Rebecca’s pretty face, streaking her makeup.

“ My sex life is none of your God Damn businesses! “
Rebecca yelled back at her.

“ Watch that mouth young lady! “
Coach Thomas scolds her.

“ The public health is my concern!..Does your mother know your sexually active? “

A loud gasp was heard from all the other girls.
Rebecca refused to answer. Mrs. Brown then made a note, and put it in her file. To have a conference with Rebecca’s mother, about her sexuality.

“ All most done. Roll over! “
Rebecca crying and weeping, knew what was coming. With her face in to the thin pillow she wept. As the nurse probed her rectum. With two fingers.
After what felt like an eternity. The nurse pulls her fingers, from Rebecca’s tight rectum. The gloves are taken off, and trashed.

“ You can go now! “
Rebecca leaps from the table, and runs past the other girls, hysterically crying. She quietly gets dressed. And leaves school. Unable to handle the humiliating experience. She walks home.

“ Okay next! “ The nurse says looking at the next girl in line.

(End of File)