The Girl in the Mirror (Part 1) (Englisch) - Sexgeschichten

The Girl in the Mirror (Part 1) (Englisch)

... model." He smiled at the others and then said, "Quite a chilly walk out here, I bet."

Standing with slightly open legs in front of these male doctors, fiddling with the strap of her backpack, Tami at first didn't know how to react. After a second she grinned and said, "Yeah. . . !" which made everyone laugh. These seemed like good guys.

Dr. Harridance looked to one of the other doctors, a Dr. Abu Jamal from his name tag, a short, nervous looking man who also had dark skin and a mustache. They exchanged some quiet words in a weird foreign language which Tami could hardly even guess at. Pakistani? Swahili? Dr. Abu Jamal looked briefly at Tami's face, then glanced down at her breasts, her pussy, her bare feet. Tami felt a little less at ease in front of this guy. Dr. Harridance said, "It's your show, Dab."

In a minute Tami found herself being escorted down the hallway with Dr. Abu Jamal in front and Dr. Harridance behind. Though they were friendly she couldn't help but feel like a nude prisoner being taken to jail. She was sure that Harridance was fixing his gaze on the muscles of her bare buns as they moved. Well, what guy wouldn't look? she told herself.

The hall was chilly and after a while Tami had to hug herself. Her nipples felt especially cold as they stood out, firm and stiff. As the two men and the naked girl continued down the long hallway Tami cupped and rubbed her breasts in her hands to warm them. They went through a door and up an even chillier ...

... staircase. On the next floor they entered what looked like a big empty laboratory which was cold just by the way it looked. Everything was metal and white porcelain and spotlessly clean and brightly lit. Tami knew somehow that something unpleasant lay ahead and tried to steel herself for whatever it might be.

The two doctors, comfortable in their abundant clothing, seemed oblivious to what effect the cold air would have on a naked girl. Perhaps they thought that Tami, having walked around naked in the winter, was used to it. To an extent they were right. Any other girl, stripped and forced to walk around in this place, would be shivering by now. But for the perpetully naked Tami there was discomfort but no shivering. She stood upright in front of one of the tables as the doctors positioned a couple of high lab chairs.

They sat down and looked at her. "Please sit on the table," Dr. Abu Jamal said in his tight, high voice, motioning to the metal table behind Tami. Tami knew the cold metal table would feel like ice to her bare butt and braced herself. She sat facing them, a little slouched, her bare feet crossed, her hands clutching the edge of the table.

"We're very glad you could help us in our teaching and research, Miss Smithers," Dr. Abu Jamal said in his stiff, polite way. "When we got the agreement you signed we were very excited, because it has been impossible to get a model who had the necessary lack of inhibition."

"Yes, let me add to that," said Dr. Harridance in ...