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Misato studied the crumpled letter in her hand again, an expression of annoyance forming on her face.
"Annual check of bodily and reproductive health for female NERV officials" the plain title said. She sighed. She could think of thousands of better ways to spend her friday evening. 20:30 PM - what an odd time for a medical check.
Misato's day had already been long and tiring. This stupid exam didn't fit her at all. She continued brooding on the subject while making her way down into the vast belly of the NERV headquarters. The appointment room was not known to her, but it must be somewhere in the science department of the operation.
She finally arrived at a dimly lit hallway in the medical wing. At the end of it light from the crack of a slightly opened door illuminated the corridor. This must be the room. She wanted to enter, but then stopped and knocked at the already opened door. A familiar voice answered.
"Please come in, Misato."
"Doctor Akagi?" Misato uttered in surprise as she entered the room.
The examination room was rather small and seemed to only contain the most important utensils and furniture. She saw several cupboards, an exam table, a privacy screen and a desk, where Ritsuko Akagi was sitting. With a smile on her face she gestured her to sit down on the free chair.
"I know we barely saw each other during the last months, but you can still call me Ritsuko. I'm glad you made it. I was afraid you wouldn't show up at all" Ritsuko spoke with a friendly voice, but Misato heard a slightly scolding undertone. She looked at the clock on the wall - almost 10 minutes late.
"Ritsuko, listen. I had a really stressful day. I really tried to make it in time, but didn't manage. Let's bring this quickly over ourselves...why, of all people, are you sitting here with me?"
"Well, I was tasked to take care on everyone's health inside the EVA program, and that includes you as well, Misato." Ritsuko gifted her a soft smile and crossed her legs. She was wearing a short skirt and a vest casually underneath her lab coat.
"We start with a few questions about your wellbeing. Then we will continue with a physical exam. Tell me, are you feeling well at the moment or is there anything bugging you?" Ritsuko reached for a clipboard.
Misato rolled her eyes. "I'm fine, except for this mandatory exam stealing my precious after-work time. Will this consultation even kept confidential?"
Ritsuko gave her an apologetic look. "I fear it is not" she admitted and looked down on the sheet again.
"Now...are you pregnant?"
Misato bursted out laughing. “Bahhahaha...no?"
"Are you sure about it? Are you taking birth control?"
"Oh come on, Ritsuko...honestly what's all this about?"
"Mind what you say next or I might have to let you pee into a cup right on the spot." Ritsuko's voice sounded more serious now.
Misato gave her a bewildered look. "Of cause I am on birth control." she gruntled.
Ritsuko made some notes on her clipboard. "So...are you still seeing Kaji?"
"No, he went back to Germany a few weeks ago - wait, that can't be a real question from your questionaire??" Misato answered defensively.
"Actually not, I'm just curious." Ritsuko gave her a sweet smile. "... - so you don't engage in any sexual activities at the moment?"
"Ritsuko, please!" Misato hissed.
"Well, that's an official question from the form." Ritsuko turnt the clipboard around and tapped a paragraph with her pen.
"I can't believe this is real...no, at the moment I don't...and I don't miss anything by the way." Misato added confidently.
"Hmm...what about masturbation? Do you pleasure yourself?" she looked at her inquiringly, keeping a completely neutral expression while Misato felt her face turning deeper shades of red.
"Ehh..." Misato knew that lying was futile at this point. "yeah, sometimes I do...I mean, who doesn't?".
She looked awkwardly down on her hands as she heard Ritsuko's pencil scratch over the paper. She couldn't believe that this info will now end up in a file on her in the vastness of NERV's archives.
"Good, then let us start with the physical exam. Please sit down on the table over there.
Misato sighed in relief and followed order. Ritsuko came back at her with a stethoscope around her neck. She gave her an encouraging smile while lifting her shirt. She slid the instrument's head underneath and moved it over her chest to listen to her lungs and heart. After what felt like an eternity she finally lift the cold metal from Misato's skin and scribbled more notes on her notepad.
Then they repeated the process on Misato's back. Ritsuko told her to breathe in and out and Misato did as told, albeit without much enthusiasm.
After Ritsuko was done auscultating her, she took Misato's blood pressure and obtained a blood sample. This was all nothing new to Misato, but it was still weird to have it done by her estranged former best friend.
Then she asked her to step onto the scale. That was a sensitive subject for Misato. Since she had finished her military training she had gained a few pounds and she wasn't happy about it. Additionally they had this quiet competition back in college around their weight and Misato remembers painfully that she bragged more than once about her slim figure in front of Ritsuko. Now this felt like karma is finally getting back at her. She stepped on the platform and tried to not look at the numbers while Ritsuko adjusted the weight gauge. There was an awkward silence.
Ritsuko sensed her discomfort. "That's a perfectly healthy weight, Misato. I would worry if it was much less." she reassured.
Misato heard no mockery in Ritsuko's voice and knew it was truly meant in kindness. Still she didn't like the idea of her weight getting tracked and documented by NERV officials.
Something made Misato believe that the exam was finished. While Ritsuko was still taking notes in her files Misato already reached for her key card and moved towards the door.
"I'm sorry, we are not yet done." Ritsuko finished her writing and stood up. She went over to the privacy screen that parted the room and moved it aside. Misato took a few minutes to comprehend what was about to happen to her.
"Oh no, Ritsuko. We won't do this."
"I'm sorry dear, but this part of the examination is mandatory for all female employees involved in the EVA project."
"You can't do this to me. I'm your commanding officer." Misato stammered, a helpless attempt to avoid everything that would follow.
Ritsuko shrugged her shoulders. "Only during military operations. Medical supervision is part of the science department." She sat down on a stool next to the gynecological chair she just revealed.
Misato noticed all necessary tools already aligned neatly on a tray next to her.
"I can't force you, Misato. But please be aware that refusal will have consequences, maybe even suspension until you agree to the procedure."
"Well, that's basically forcing me."
"You can change into a gown behind the screen over there if it makes you comfortable. Please undress completely your waist down."
Ritsuko turnt her eyes from Misato and and put on a pair of latex gloves. The sound sent shivers down Misato's back.
"Fine." Misato snapped, trying to maintain her bold tone.
Under no circumstances did she want to look shy in front of Ritsuko. So she dropped off her track pants alongside her underwear just where she stood. Ritsuko looked up again and gestured towards the chair, a soft smile on her face. Misato felt her cheeks turning red. She averted the other woman's gaze and scurried towards the chair.
"I can't believe we need to do this now. I will put this to complaint at the officials." she mumbled angrily.
Ritsuko ignored her. They were both aware this was only meaningless babbling. At NERV you never question anything.
"Now cut the chatting and hop on the chair. Put your knees on the supports please."
Misato succumbed to her fate and followed the instructions. She sat down and spread her legs reluctantly. Ritsuko moved between her knees. She adjusted the leg rests, moving them further apart and beckoning her to scoot a little closer to her, forcing Misato's thighs even further apart until her groin was perfectly exposed underneath the medical light.
Misato was overwhelmed by embarrassment. She looked down at Ritsuko who was now dangerously close to her pelvis and took a first look at her exposed outer parts.
"Ugh, can't you sedate me for this or something?"
Ritsuko shot her a puzzled glance over her glasses. "Sedation is not necessary. This shouldn't cause you any pain. If anything hurts, you need to tell me."
"That's...that's not what I meant." Misato crossed her arms around her chest and gave Ritsuko a look that was both stubborn and pleading. But the other woman has already shifted her full attention on different matters.
"We will start with a digital exam. I'm sure you're already familiar with this?"
She hasn't even finished her sentence when Misato already sensed a finger on her sex. The finger was joined by another one, and then another one, and then both of Ritsuko's hands were down there...doing something. Misato felt her body stiffen. Nothing about this felt right. She felt her outer labia being pulled apart gently, and then being held open by two spreaded fingers, while Ritsukos other hand continued to palpate the folds and creases between them.
Misato went quiet and stared at the ceiling, trying to comprehend what the hell was happening here. She flinched when Ritsuko touched her clitoris. She sensed how the sensitive tip was held between two of Ritsuko's fingers, gently tugged on and moved this and that way. For a short moment it caused a little tingling sensation in her stomach.
Then she felt the fingers wander further towards her hole. Her entrance was spread open by thumb and index finger, while the other hand continued to inspect it, circling it's rim and then gently dipping a finger into it, testing its wetness. Misato braced herself for getting penetrated any next moment, but instead Ritsuko let go of her.
"By the way, you are allowed to breathe, Misato" she said with a soft laugh as she withdrew her hands.
Misato took a deep breath. She really didn't noticed that she had been holding her breath all the time. Ritsuko studied the glistening moisture on her glove and, to Misato's horror, brought it up to her nose. Misato died internally from humiliation but tried to hide it from the other woman.
"Maybe you also wanna taste it when you're already at it." she hissed.
Ritsuko gave her an odd look. "That won't be necessary. Many infectious diseases are early recognizable by a change in smell and texture of your discharge. But you are doing fine." Ritsuko smiled at Misato, then her expression became more serious again.
"I didn't expect you to be so tense. There is no need to be afraid."
"I'm not. I just had a long day and...I'm very tired and worn out and..." Misato explained in an annoyed tone, but Ritsuko cut her off.
"Oh, don't make things up, Misato. Your pulse just became faster with every second...you know, I can feel it right here.". Ritsuko laid her hands on Misato's legs and pressed her thumbs onto the inner side of her thighs. And indeed, Misato could feel her own blood pulsating against the pressure.
"Please, try to relax a bit for me. There is nothing to be ashamed of. You look like every young healthy woman down here. No need to feel weird about it." Ritsuko smiled at her again but didn't let Misato any time to reply.
"We will continue now. I need to insert two fingers into your vagina to check for any abnormal changes on its inner lining and your cervix." She reached for a bottle of lube and opened it with a pop.
"...is it okay, Misato? It's unusual for you to go quiet..." Ritsuko asked innocently and woke Misato up from her defensive freeze.
"Yes! Of cause I'm quiet. I'm busy thinking about how much this new administrative bullshit measure is pissing me off right now. And also I am...ohhh!"
Misato exhaled sharply when Ritsuko's fingers, slippery and cold with lube, pushed against her entrance, and, with minimal resistance, slipped inside.
"Look, and just like that I'm already inside you. Wasn't too awful, right?" Ritsuko spoke in a reassuring tone while sinking her fingers deeper into Misato's vaginal cavity.
For a short moment Misato froze at the sudden intrusion. She fought with the urge to yank her legs out of the supports, maybe giving Ritsuko a nice kick to keep her away from her body while doing so.
"What did you want to say, Misato? You didn't finish your sentence."
"I...I Ehm...". The question pulled her away from her thoughts, she looked down at Ritsuko, who, much to her embarrassment, looked right back at her face while having her fingers buried inside her.
"Uhh, could you please stop looking at me like this while doing...this stuff?" Misato complained and closed her eyes again, only to discover that it intensified the odd sensation of being scientifically fingered.
"I'm sorry Misato. You need to know that this is a routine for me. I have been working with human subjects my whole career...and since you are my friend I was trying to...you know...make the procedure feel more human."
"Hah!" A hoarse chuckle escaped Misato's lips. "No offense, Ritsuko, but if there is one thing that you're really, really incapable of, then it's making anything feeling human to anybody." She opened her eyes again only to discover that she was still staring at her.
"Now can we just proceed with this so it's over quick?"
Ritsuko smiled mildly and nodded. Misato felt the stretch of her fingers moving inside her, palpating her insides for any pathological changes.
"How does this feel?" Ritsuko asked and Misato felt her fingers pushing against a certain point."
"Uhh, to be honest it makes me feel like I'm about to piss on this goddamn chair."
"Good, that's a common sensation. Looks like we found your g-spot." Ritsuko proclaimed and smiled triumphantly. "The tissue between your urethra and vagina is very thin here. That causes this feeling, especially if your bladder is full. It's arousing for some women."
"Well, for me it's not." Misato said and crossed her arms while trying to ignore the strange sensation in her guts.
Ritsuko's fingers moved deeper into her. Misato clearly felt the stretch they were causing. Then a sharp jab went through her pelvis. "Ouch! Ritsuko..." she cried out and shifted on the chair. Ritsuko laid her free hand onto her stomach.
"Shh, stay nice and still for me." she commanded. "I need to feel your cervix. That might cause a little sting."
"You don't say!" Misato replied angrily but kept still for the rest of the exam just as she had been ordered. Ritsuko slipped her other hand underneath Misato's shirt and pressed down gently on her abdomen. She felt for her ovaries and uterus while her other hand continued to palpate her from the inside.
"Good girl." she said finally, half joking half serious. And then, much to Misato's relief, removed her fingers from her.
Misato's sighed when the intrusive sensation finally ended. She didn't wait for Ritsuko's instruction and swang her legs out of the stirrups and wrapped her arms defensively around her knees while Ritsuko took of her gloves and took all kind of notes on her pad. Then she donned a new pair and reached for the tools tray. Misato felt her heart sinking.
"Aren't we done yet? I think you saw everything that's to see down there." Misato's voice dropped to a low tone.
"Not yet", she replied and turnt around to face Misato again, "we need to take some samples from you. That means you need to put your feet back into the stirrups."
Ritsukos lips formed an apologetic smile. Between her gloved hands she held a large, mean looking metal device, which Misato recognized immediately.
"No way you put that thing into me! I refuse this part of the exam!" Misato cried out and hugged her legs even tighter.
"Listen Misato, it's really important we take these samples so they can be checked for any malignant changes. If you refuse you might get pulled from the EVA project ... or NERV might make sure they get what they need this way or another." she added in a dark tone.
A shudder ran down Misato's spine. She knew that Ritsuko was right. In the end NERV always gets what they need. Misato sighed deeply and gave in. She told herself it was better to get it over quickly now with Ritsuko, in private. Reluctantly, she put her feet back onto the supports and laid back, her arms still crossed in defiance.
"I really hope you didn't use that torture device on Asuka or Rei." Misato mumbled.
"No, your's actually a bit larger, but I'm sure you can handle it"
Misato looked at her in shock and Ritsuko backed down.
"Of cause I don't use this on them. It's only to be used after your first sexual intercourse, which I'm sure was already quite a while ago in your case."
She winked at Misato's disgruntled expression and started to lube the metallic device.
"I'm sure you're already familiar with this so I don't need to tell you, but I will now look inside your vagina with this speculum. It will feel cold at first and you might experience some pressure, but no pain. Please let me know if anything hurts."
"Ugh..." Misato let out an unpleasant sigh when the cold metal tip made contact with her entrance.
Firmly Ritsuko nudged the device past her opening, then letting it slide deeper inside until it's full length sat firmly in Misato's vaginal cavity. The feeling was still strange. The metal was hard and unrelenting as she let her muscles contract against it.
"Don't they make these things out of plastic these days?"
"They do, but I like the older ones better. More robust and easier to keep sterile."
"Oh, how great for you." Misato responded sharply.
Ritsuko didn't hear her sarcasm, or she ignored it. "Please let me know when you experience any pain. You will feel some pressure now, but your body should be perfectly capable to handle it."
Misato felt the device expanding inside her, it's blades spreading her open slowly as Ritsuko turnt the screw. At First it only felt weird. She suddenly felt the warmth of the light on her insides. But then the uncomfortable sensation of pressure the device was causing her took over.
"Ugh, Ritsuko..." she grunted through gritted teeth, but the other woman had already stopped.
"Don't worry, this won't take long.“ Ritsuko gave her knee a comforting stroke, then she shifted her whole attention back on Misato's exposed sex.
This time Misato kept her eyes closed while Ritsuko continued to take all kinds of samples from her. She sensed the soft brush of tissue inside her, rubbing at her skin, close to her entrance first and then deeper inside her. Inbetween she heard the quiet click of test tubes being sealed, ready to be examined for whoever knows. To Misato this felt even more violating than the speculum or Ritsuko's fingers inside her.
After what felt like an eternity to Misato, Ritsuko finally stopped. She took her time to carefully label each individual sample before turning her attention back to her.
"That's it. You did very well at last. Let's free you from this thing." she said cheerfully.
Misato only gasped weakly as the speculum was removed from her hole, leaving behind a weird, empty feeling. Ritsuko reached for paper towels and attempted to wipe the excess lube between her legs but Misato snatched them from her hand.
"Let me do it." she hissed, her cheeks still flushed bright red.
Ritsuko smiled and, much to Misato's relief, finally withdrew her hands. Misato pulled her legs out of the stirrups and climbed out of the horrible chair. She turnt her back on Ritsuko for the small illusion of privacy and wiped the slimy substance that has started to leak between her folds. Then she collected her clothes from the floor and quickly pulled her pants back on before facing Ritsuko again.
She was sitting at her desk by now, Misato's test samples and documents in front of her. She was adding some last notes on her file.
"You're done for today, Misato. I've got what I needed and you successfully made it through your first exam, although it took some convincing." she added jokingly.
Misato tried to keep her composure, but now tears welled up in her eyes. "My first?"
Ritsuko put on a serious expression again. "Yes, your first. Of course we need to repeat this from time to time...oh, and I skipped your recto-vaginal inspection today since I thought you wouldn't let me anyway, but we need to catch that up on our next appointment..."
Ritsuko stood up and nudged Misato gently towards the door.
"...but no need to worry about it now. You will receive a note in time. Have a nice evening, Misato."
She gave her an encouraging pat on the back and left Misato on the hallway, where she remained unable to move for a couple more moments.