Lauren's Unexpected Discovery

By Frank Auling

Lauren, a beautiful but very shy young woman discovers, quite by accident, that her tendency to become easily embarrassed while being examined by a doctor can also cause her to feel extremely sexy. Gradually she becomes fascinated with MedFet and with the doctor's help enters a world of sexual fulfillment.
The story is not entirely concerned with medical fetish though. Bondage and erotic tickling is involved also but there is no SM. Her very cute feet also play an important role in the story, running through the entire narrative. The book gradually becomes a literal love story but never loses it's eroticism in the process.
This book should have wide appeal to anyone, male or female, with an interest in Medfet, bondage involving no S/M, erotic tickling and foot fetish but it also has a strong romantic element. There is a psychological component also as Lauren tries to understand the seeming dichotomy between her embarrassment and her sexuality. The romantic component is real and has a softening effect on the more explicitly sexual parts, although there is plenty of pure, naked eroticism!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Frank Auling
• Release date: Aug 8, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476453828

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Lauren's Unexpected Discovery

A woman's journey into erotic fantasy, sexual awakening and true love

Frank Auling

author of

A Special Group

and

A Special Group 2 – Overload

Smashwords Edition

Copyright 2012 Frank Auling

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual locations, events or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Table of Contents

I – The Interview

II – The Examination

III – The Request

IV – The Second Appointment

V – The Encounter

VI – Fantasy

VII – Interlude

VIII – Love Story

IX – Epilogue

I

The Interview

This looks like the place, Lauren thought as she approached a driveway off to the right that wound down a rather steep hill and then disappeared. She was answering an ad that had appeared in the local newspaper and also in her college newspaper.

Female models wanted. Must be attractive with a good figure and be between 19 and 30. No experience required. $1,000 per session. 135 Canyon Drive. Apply in person.

She felt that she qualified. She was now twenty, had a nice body and a pretty face and had never had any trouble attracting boys. It was unclear just what type of modeling it would be but she'd done a small amount of modeling for photos by a couple of amateurs enrolled in the photography department at school and she thought it had gone pretty well. She'd posed mostly for portraits, but once she'd been required to wear a bikini and she'd felt extremely self-conscious – practically naked. The thing that attracted her to this ad was of course the money. She was trying to put herself through college by working part time and by taking advantage of a partial scholarship, so the idea of making a thousand dollars for a job was greatly appealing.

I wonder what type of modeling they want, she thought as she continued down the driveway and came to what looked like a very posh Spanish villa type of house. The driveway circled around to the rear and there she found a small parking lot just large enough for maybe four or five cars. A large ornamental wooden door and two closed windows were all that greeted her. As she got out of her car and approached she saw, attached to the door, a plaque reading: OFFICE.

Well, here goes nothing, she thought as she turned the large door knob and entered. She suddenly realized that she was quite nervous. The unknown always frightened her a bit and the thought of modeling, she being simply an amateur at it, served only to heighten her anxiety. Oh please, no bikinis, she thought. But there was all that money...

The room was furnished in a traditional office style with a couch, a table with a few magazines on it and an aquarium containing tropical fish. In one corner there was a doorway leading down a hallway. A few black & white photographs hung on the walls. She wandered about a bit looking at them. Nice! she thought. There were landscapes and portraits – very well done by the photographer. Her nervousness eased a little when she realized that it was probably a photo modeling job she was applying for and she had done that before. She found it odd that there was an aquarium there. She suddenly remembered reading an article about the fact that watching fish swim seemed to calm people and that aquariums were often found in doctor's waiting rooms for that purpose. Lauren hated going to the doctor, being at her core a rather shy and introverted girl, and even though she had nothing to be embarrassed about concerning her body the thought of undressing for doctors of either sex had always caused considerable anxiety for her and she tried to avoid it whenever possible. I'm glad this isn't a doctor's office, she sighed to herself.

After a few minutes of just sitting there nervously thumbing through a magazine and occasionally glancing at the fish – the effect wasn't working – she finally got up and was about to see if she could let someone know she was there, when suddenly a woman came in from down the hallway. She was an attractive woman probably in her forties and well dressed in casual business attire.

Are you here about the ad? she asked.

Oh, yes I am.

Well, come this way please.

She followed the woman down the hall and into a small office.

Have a seat please. I'm Amanda and I'll be doing your interview. She spoke in a friendly manner but somehow it seemed rather authoritarian.

There followed the usual basics – name, age, etcetera, which Amanda duly wrote down. During a pause, Lauren, being still curious as to what exactly the job was to be, asked, Just what am I applying for – what kind of modeling?

We'll be getting to that shortly dear, said Amanda. But first a bit more information about you. Your height, weight and measurements please.

My goodness, how forward is that, thought Lauren. But then she just assumed that there must be certain criteria for the models so, clearing her throat, which by now had a lump in it: I'm five feet four inches, weigh one hundred twenty-six pounds...and, well I'm not sure of all my measurements exactly. I don't believe I've ever been asked.

Your bra size then? asked Amanda.

Um...34-B or 34-C. I have trouble getting a bra to fit just right unless I shop at one of the finer stores where they fit you and I can't usually afford that and I'm somewhat shy about strangers seeing my breasts anyway.

I see, that's interesting, said Amanda, seeming to find that amusing and writing something down. "Any tattoos, body piercings or scars?''

No.

Good. Well, I can see that you're nice and trim and shapely from what I can tell so I think you'll probably qualify.

Qualify for what?

We'll get to that momentarily. How are your feet?

My feet?

Yes, your feet. Do you care for them well?...actually, may I see them please?

Oh, is this a foot modeling job? asked Lauren.

Not exactly, but I need to see them. Would you remove your shoes please.

Lauren was starting to become more than a bit nervous about all this but then she remembered the money and decided that baring her feet wouldn't be so bad, so off came her shoes. Actually she'd always cared for her feet pretty well anyway, getting pedicures and using buffing stones and lotions on her well shaped peds, and she'd been told by at least one boyfriend that she had sexy feet.

Amanda got up to take a closer look at them. Hold them up for me. Yes, fine – and now if you'd just turn and kneel in the chair and show me your soles.

Lauren complied. She suddenly felt naked even though this woman was only inspecting her bare feet!

They're just fine. You may put your shoes back on now, Amanda said as she walked back around her desk and sat down.

Okay Lauren, here's the deal. Now hear me out until I explain everything to you before coming to any conclusion. The man I work for is very wealthy, very kind and is a complete gentleman. But he does have what some people would call a fetish or a kink. He likes to play doctor. We have a complete and very authentic examining room here on the premises and from time to time we advertise for young women to come in so he can examine them.

Lauren had already passed the point of being totally shocked and more than a bit embarrassed at the prospect she was imagining: her being examined by a fake doctor because it turned him on!

So this is what the...

Amanda cut her off in mid sentence. "I asked you to hear me out before coming to a decision. What is involved is that you make an appointment for the play exam, come in dressed just as you would to go to any doctor and then submit to his fantasy. You will definitely not be harmed in any way – no sticking you with needles, giving you an enema or any thing of that sort. He only wants to get you naked – yes, you will be completely naked – and he will perform a thorough and detailed head to toe physical examination on you using many of the standard medical procedures, some of which may be drawn out longer than you're accustomed to and he may do some non-standard things to you as well depending on his wishes. No pain will be involved at all and nothing will be done to you that would cause any harm. Basically you could say he'll be using you for a sex toy in order to act out his own fantasy.

There will be no actual sex. All the sex will be in his head. If he gets unbearably aroused during your examination, and I think he will, then he'll relieve his sexual tension with me after you've gone – it's one of my fringe benefits! Think of it as a harmless fantasy of a very sexy man who has the means to carry it off. Who knows, you might get sexually aroused too – it has happened that way a few times. I gather from our interview and some of the things you've said about being rather shy that you will be embarrassed. This is even better. He loves for his patients to be shy and embarrassed – it excites him even more. Actually, you're blushing now I see so I know he'll just love examining you.

Lauren started to say something, clearing her throat, but Amanda interrupted her again.

"Oh, there will be no humiliation. Humiliation happens when someone causes you to feel inferior, telling you that you're not pretty or that you're worthless or stupid. Well that certainly doesn't apply to you, and besides, he would never do that – he loves and respects women too much and it's just not in his nature. But you'll be extremely self-conscious of being naked and of being examined. You'll be embarrassed all right, because you tend to do that easily, but it will be a healthy, natural, innocent embarrassment – a sexy embarrassment. You might end up liking it. Think of it this way Lauren. It's like going to the doctor for a physical, only a physical that doesn't involve any blood tests or any unpleasant things like that, and then the doctor pays you – and quite well to be sure!

You'll have to sign a form stating that you are doing this voluntarily and that you are of legal age to avoid any possible legal action later...and you'll be paid in cash right away. What do you think? Can you do this for us?

Lauren was almost speechless. The lump in her throat was now gigantic and she wondered if she could even speak. Um...er...I....Well, I...

"This is not what you were expecting I'm sure, but mull over it a while if you like before you decide. Oh, I almost forgot. You need to schedule your appointment at the best time of the month