Commission for Startide. Contains a lot of things I normally don't write about, but he loved it. :)
"The doctor will see you now," the receptionist announced, "Please go to the third building on the left." Startide groaned as he stood up and walked across the lot, into a converted warehouse. There was only one macro-friendly doctor's office in town, and while the anthropomorphic orca hated doctors, he'd had a stomachache for almost three weeks that just wouldn't go away. Thankfully, this facility specialized in alternative medicine as well and he'd requested such treatment; traditional medicine scared him. The hundred-foot-tall cetacean opened the creaking, metal warehouse door and stepped inside the building, closing the door behind him.
Inside the examination room, things were simple, but clean. The fixtures were all macro-scale, presumably to allow the equally-giant doctors to easily treat patients. A sink was along one wall with two large wooden cabinets next to it, one on each side, the glass doors showing the various medical supplies within. There weren't any of the traditional medical charts on the walls; posters weren't practical in that size, so the walls were just left as bare, corrugated metal. For an examination table, an old flatbed trailer had been covered in a cushioned tarp; while it wasn't enough to hold the orca's entire body, it still came closer than most things. He lied down on the "table" and looked up at the ceiling, glancing through the skylights to watch the clouds. There was a mirror near the table that allowed him to look at his reflection, in which he saw his rubbery skin, his flesh black except for his white underbelly, and the long, fluked tail that he draped off beside him.
While he waited for the doctor, Startide tried to figure out what sort of treatment he would need. He'd heard of the various herbal treatments that could be used to treat stomach ailments, although he doubted they could provide enough herbs to treat someone large as he was; it would take an entire garden to cause even the slightest effect. He thought about acupuncture, and cringed at the idea; the orca was not fond of needles, no matter how they were being used. That concern made him increasingly nervous, but he was snapped out of his thoughts by a soft, alto voice saying, "Thanks for coming in, Mr. Startide. My name is Shira, and I'll be helping you today. What seems to be the trouble?"
Startide looked around for the doctor, but he didn't see anyone else in the room. He was certainly expecting something out of the ordinary when he came here, but he wasn't expecting the doctor to fly in through a peephole in the door. It took him a few moments to realize that the small dragon flying toward him was the doctor he'd come to see, and he stared in disbelief. The dragoness was barely six inches tall, if that, and hir iridescent scales made it impossible to miss hir presence. The sunlight gleaming in made hir scales shimmer with color, even as tiny as shi was. Shi had a fin atop hir head, which matched hir rainbow-colored wings perfectly. Shi was carrying his medical chart by rolling it up and holding it in hir long tail; the paper was larger than hir body. Shi was also stark naked, revealing every one of hir scales to the orca's prying eyes, and the tiny doctor was far from modest about hir body. Startide shook off his shock and stuttered, "I'm sorry for staring. I just wasn't expecting... this."
"Oh, don't worry about it," Shira chirped, smiling at hir patient, "It happens all the time, even with repeat visitors. Anyway, what brings you here to my office?"
Startide tried to remain serious even though he didn't understand how such a small dragon could possibly help. "I've had a stomachache for the last three weeks," he explained, putting a hand on his stomach and groaning in pain, "It's really bad after I eat and when I'm trying to get to sleep."
"Alright, I think I can help with that," Shira said confidently. "Before we get started, if you think you even might need to use the bathroom in the next two hours please use it now, particularly if you feel you'll have a bowel movement. I wouldn't want to encounter any difficulties or interruptions while trying to examine you." The orca nodded and stepped out of the examination room to the bathroom in the next building. He was surprised to find that the fixtures in the bathroom were appropriate size as well; it was usually impossible to find civilized fixtures for someone large as he was. He took care of his needs and washed himself thoroughly afterwards to avoid soiling the facilities and to save him any potential embarrassment.
As Startide returned to the examination room, Shira was waiting on a window ledge, sunning hirself. "Are you ready to begin, Startide?" shi asked, "This will be completely painless, as long as you relax."
"Uh, yeah, I guess.." Startide responded hesitantly. He was having second thoughts about this visit, and Shira still hadn't described how shi was going to treat his problems.
"Alright. In that case, I want you to swallow me, like I'm a pill or your favorite candy," Shira calmly explained.
"What?" Startide exclaimed, shocked by the suggestion.
"Now, now, calm down," Shira said, stopping the cetacean before he became too agitated. "I've done this dozens of times before. I specialize in energy medicine and healing magic, but my abilities work best when I have physical contact with the injury that I'm attempting to repair. I'm just going to slide through your digestive system and repair anything I see that doesn't look or feel right. I won't be digested - my scales are far too tough for that - and I have more than enough energy to see within you. This is perfectly safe for both of us. I promise.
"Are you ready?" The doctor asked, waiting patiently for Startide's response. "If you're still willing to go through with this, then set me on your tongue so I can get a look around the inside of your mouth and adjust to the temperature of your body before I move deeper. If you're not, then just let me know and I'll let another doctor come in and assist you. I can understand your decision either way; it's entirely up to you." The dragoness then went quiet and allowed Startide to make his decision. Shi had already informed him of all the options, so it was solely the macro's decision. Several moments later, the orca picked up the dragoness between his right forefinger and thumb and held hir in front of his open mouth. He paused another moment before gently resting hir upon his tongue.
Shira went perfectly still as Startide moved hir into his open mouth, then took a rather long look around. Shi observed that his teeth were slightly yellowed and noticed a small cavity in one of his back teeth, but that was a dentist's specialty, not hirs. While shi could heal, shi couldn't rebuild something that needed to be completely replaced. Shira then looked up at the roof of the cetacean's maw, seeing the hard, pink palate arching above hir, ridged with the bones supporting it. Those ridges gave way to the soft palate and the uvula, which hung heavily above the entrance to the orca's throat. It was a smooth surface, glistening lightly with saliva, and perfectly healthy.
"Things look good in here!" Shira said. Hir voice seemed to resonate into the orca's mind, more felt than heard, though shi quickly explained what shi was doing. "I'll be telepathically speaking to you throughout the procedure," shi projected, "You'll know exactly what is going on and where I am at all times. I promise that I'll let you know immediately if I find anything that looks troublesome. Now, if you're ready, take a gulp and send me on down. Feel free to get a cup of water if that will make you more comfortable. I know you're nervous, but the sooner we can start this the sooner it will be over and you can go home, feeling better."
Startide was still hesitant, but this sounded a lot better than anything else that could possibly be done for him. He decided to get this over quickly and tilted his muzzle back, looking toward the ceiling and filling his muzzle with light. Shira tumbled toward the orca's throat and found hirself pressed against the firm muscles there. Those muscles remained tightly closed beneath the dragoness as the orca pressed his tongue to the roof of his maw, getting ready to swallow. Even after doing this procedure hundreds of times this part still made Shira nervous; shi had no idea what shi was getting into and couldn't get back out for hours. Shi had to hide that fear for hir patients, though; if shi showed any fear than the people shi was serving would become even more anxious, and part of hir job was to keep them calm as possible.
Hir thoughts were interrupted by the echoing sound of Startide's swallow. There was a brief moment of uncomfortable suction before Shira was pulled into the orca's throat, sliding into his esophagus. The smooth muscles gripped around hir tiny body, steadily working hir toward his stomach, where shi expected to need some time. Still, even on the way down shi started to look around to see if there were any telltale signs of damage from acid reflux or a similar condition. Shi hummed to hirself as shi created the light shi needed, letting it collect on hir wings and using them to direct the light. The throat was pink, soft, and showed no signs of damage. Everything so far seemed to be just fine, and Shira relaxed as the orca's body pulled hir lower. Shi kept an eye out for anything, but shi was confident that shi needed to do nothing more until shi reached Startide's stomach.
It took a few minutes before Shira went that far, but shi soon felt a tightness beneath hir that signaled the end of hir trip downward. Shi slid hir tail through the cardiac sphincter, trying to help to open it before shi entered, since it was always an uncomfortably tight fit. Thankfully, it opened readily and shi fell inside the stomach, bouncing against the mucus covered surface. Since Startide hadn't eaten recently, his stomach was in its smallest state, though that still was enough to hold more than 230 liters of fluid. Its volume was roughly that of a small refrigerator, but even that was quite large compared to the tiny dragoness that stood inside.
As Shira took a moment to catch hir breath, shi smelled something a bit out of the ordinary. The scent of stomach acid still lingered even though he wasn't actively digesting anything but another scent caught hir attention. Something... "Metallic? There shouldn't be metal in here.." shi said to hirself as shi looked for the source. "Hey, have you been eating a lot of iron lately?" Shira asked the orca, "It smells like... wait, hold on..." Hir voice trailed off as something caught the light, shining exceptionally bright in the otherwise soft glow of the stomach.
Shira went to take a look and found an old bucket. Its handle had snapped in half and pierced the side of the cetacean's stomach. Apparently the discomfort from eating was caused by digesting food grinding against it, causing the metal to scratch and scrape against already injured skin. "Never mind , I found it... you swallowed a bucket? What the heck made you do that?" shi said, more amused than annoyed.
"Well, there was this really cute trainer at the water park, feeding the dolphins," Startide answered, chuckling nervously, "And I was hungry. I guess she didn't drop the bucket before I ate her. Oh well."
"That hunger is going to get you in trouble one of these days..." Shira projected, silently thankful shi hadn't encountered any other remains of that poor person. "Try not to eat strangers. You never know when something like this is going to happen. I'm going to pull it out now. You may feel a brief pain as I do." Shi knew that it was going to hurt like hell for a few seconds, but it would pass quickly. Shi grabbed the bucket and tugged, using a burst of energy to pull it free.
Startide whined in pain as the bucket came free, but Shira immediately began to heal the damage. "I'm repairing it now. You'll feel a brief surge of warmth as your stomach heals itself." Shi came up and placed one paw over one of the gashes the metal had left behind and allowed a soothing wave of energy to close it and restore it to its original good health. Shi did the same with the hole from the other half of the handle, quietly humming to keep hir mind and energy focused. Satisfied that there were no more injuries, shi moved back to check hir work and smiled. Shi couldn't even tell where the injury had been; there wasn't even a scar or a reddish mark on the slimy surface.
Now that hir original task was done, Shira tried to think of the best way of exiting the orca's body. "Now, there are two ways that I can get out of here," the doctor explained, "You could either try to induce vomiting, though that's usually messy and unpleasant for both of us. Alternatively, I could work my way through your intestines and climb out the anus. Since I'm a good swimmer, it would only take me another half an hour or so and I could check for any other potential problems while I'm in there. You probably won't have any issues, especially given your young age, but it never hurts to check. Which would you prefer?"
The mere thought of trying to vomit made Startide uneasy and he quickly responded, "Just go on through. I don't want you to miss something."
"Alright, then," Shira replied, "I'm going to pass through your pyloric sphincter now and enter your small intestine. It might feel a little strange when I do, but that will pass momentarily." Shira took the same approach to getting into the intestine as shi took with hir entrance to the stomach. Shi slid hir tail in first to get the muscles to relax and allow hir entry. Once they relaxed, shi slid in one foot, then the other, slowly wiggling hir way through the sphincter. Shira folded hir wings tightly against hir back to slide them into the opening, then opened them to quickly pull the rest of hir body along before it closed again. Startide only felt it as a brief moment of nausea, but it passed before he felt any more unpleasant urges, just as Shira had promised.
Once inside the small intestine, Shira swam with the flow of fluids through the orca. Shi let his body carry hir along, freeing hir to examine the surfaces all around hir. Shi spun around as shi swam, carefully eying the villi around hir body. Even at hir relatively tiny size shi could barely see the tiny structures lining the edges of the intestine, but they seemed healthy as shi expected. The doctor tried hir best to avoid brushing against the villi; shi didn't want to disrupt the normal digestive process any more than shi had to. Despite hir efforts, a wave of fluid occasionally made hir bump against them. Hir body tingled as they absorbed a tiny portion of the material of hir scales, though shi would never miss the microscopic quantities that were taken.
Shi hummed to hirself as shi swam through the orca's passages. The small intestine was only 1'7" in diameter - less than three times larger than the six-inch-high dragoness - but at over three hundred feet long it was still a lengthy swim. Peristalsis created a slow current that pushed hir along, making hir trip even easier as shi continued to look around. "You're in remarkably good health down here," shi remarked, projecting that to the orca, "Whatever you are doing, it's keeping you in great shape. Just don't eat any more people and you won't need another doctor's visit for a long time to come."
Though it felt like shi was swimming a mile, it took Shira only half an hour to swim through the intestine and give it a through examination. Shi didn't see anything wrong, however, and shi soon found hirself at the entrance of the orca's large intestine. "I hate this part," Shira grumbled and sighed to hirself, but shi knew that it had to be done to finish the examination. Shi quickly slid through the sphincter and moved into the large intestine.
In hir experience, Shira had found that water-dwelling creatures tended to have the cleanest digestive tracks and Startide was not an exception. The cetacean's body tended to absorb a lot of extra water, which helped keep his body clean. Shira moved steadily, but quickly, keeping an eye out for anything that looked to be unhealthy. Since the large intestine was dry, Shira had to walk along, but shi kept a good pace. The large intestine was 4'2" in diameter - more than large enough for the doctor to stand upright inside with the upper surface far above hir head - but only a little over 500 feet long, making it just a two minute walk. The drops within the large intestine were easy for Shira to navigate; the dragoness just flared hir wings and circled downward. It became steadily drier as the dragoness moved lower, but since Startide had already used the toilet, shi ran into no obstructions.
Shira quickly completed hir trip through the orca's large intestine and started the process of exiting his body. "Alright, I've arrived at your colon," the doctor said, "I'm going to start climbing out. Please try to relax as much as possible, as it will make this much easier for both of us." Startide said nothing as he relaxed, making the muscles loosen enough for Shira to slide through. Though the anus was the tightest part, the giant's orifice easily allowed the small dragoness to exit and shi landed beneath the orca on the examination table. "Okay, I'm out," shi said, "Could you please pick me up and take me to the sink across the room? I need to wash off now that the examination is complete."
"Sure," Startide answered. The orca stood up and looked back at the dragoness, before carefully picking hir up between two fingers and walking across the room to the sink. He noticed there was a fine mesh above the drain to keep anything from falling through, including a small dragoness. It was the perfect size for a macro to wash hands, or for a micro-sized doctor to take a shower.
Though the orca was very clean, there were still a lot of unpleasant fluids inside his digestive system and Shira wanted to remove all of them from hir scales. "Could you please turn on warm water for me?" the tiny dragoness asked. "Then I can take care of anything else you want me to examine."
As soon as the water was on, Shira began rinsing off the assorted digestive fluids that had accumulated on hir scales. Shi elected not to use soap; warm water was enough to rinse hir body clean and soap could irritate hir other patients later in the day. Startide watched quietly as the small doctor quickly cleaned hir scales, which glistened with water and natural iridescence. He was amazed that such a small creature could survive his digestive system, and come out without even a scratch.
When shi finished washing hirself, the doctor flew out of the sink and hovered before Startide's snout, where shi could be seen and heard more easily. "While you're here, Startide, is there anything else you want me to examine? Any other medical concerns that you think warrant my attention?"
The doctor's offer made Startide think for several moments. He grinned a bit as he came up with an idea but quickly regained his composure as he explained to Shira, "Well, I've had a bit of pain when I cum. Can you see if something's wrong in there?" To punctuate his sentence, he used one paw to pull his cock out of his maleslit and pointed it right at the small dragoness. It was so large and close that shi could see just inside the glistening tip, and the fifty megaton penis seemed just to beckon for hir to enter.
Shira noticed the grin Startide gave but didn't acknowledge it; shi didn't want to embarrass a patient, and shi couldn't be absolutely certain that he wasn't simply inventing a symptom to get hir to slide into his penis. "In that case," Shira said after a brief hesitation, "We'll have to recreate the conditions that lead to the pain. Please give yourself an erection so I can move inside to examine."
That was an easy request for Startide to oblige; he was aroused just thinking about having a tiny dragon sliding into his shaft even if it was for "medical" reasons. His tapered length was half-hard even before he started stroking himself, and needed only a few moments to stroke himself to a full erection. Startide leaned forward and spread his cockslit open using one paw, making it easier for the small doctor to climb inside.
Despite the size difference, it was still a tight fit for Shira to climb into the orca's urethra. Shi had to crawl in on all fours just to work hir way inside and the slick walls clung to hir scales. Once inside the giant penis it was much easier for hir to squirm inside; the smooth surfaces were very well lubricated and hir smooth scales offered little friction. As shi moved through the organ, shi looked around to make sure that nothing was inflamed or irritated on the urethral walls, though everything seemed to be in perfect health. The contractions that sent pre upward made it slightly more difficult for the dragoness to descend within the organ, but Shira swam quickly to the base of the penis and tried to climb through the sphincter that led to the orca's prostate.
Startide moaned as the dragoness crawled through into the prostate, stimulating him in ways a larger creature couldn't. Shira's efforts were not intended to arouse, but shi was in a very sensitive organ and even the smallest movements sent pleasure through the orca's body. Shi started hir examination quickly once shi was inside, before arousal made it too difficult for the cetacean to contain himself. Shi looked carefully at the smooth surfaces around hir, searching for even the slightest sign of inflammation, irritation, or any other injury that would explain the orca's symptoms. "I don't see anything out of the ordinary here, Startide," the doctor explained. "Are you sure that any pain is coming from this region?"
"I'm sure," Startide said, struggling to keep a level tone of voice as he teased his length with a paw. His erection throbbed heavily in his paw, and Shira could feel every heartbeat through the penis.
"In that case, I'll need you to masturbate to climax so I can see if anything is out of the ordinary when you achieve orgasm." Shira's medical order was something Startide wanted to hear and the cetacean needed no further instruction. He quickly stroked himself with a paw, letting out low squeaks of pleasure. The sudden movement knocked the small dragoness over, and shi had to brace hirself against the inner walls of his body to avoid injury. Shi could clearly see the fluids pouring through the tubes and flowing into the orca's shaft. The volume of pre steadily increased as his arousal built. On a few occasions, shi had to hold hir breath for a moment as a particularly large spurt washed over hir body, soaking hir completely in his fluids. Shi tasted it, checking its flavor to see if it tasted out of the ordinary; a bad diet could explain some sexual problems. Shira was becoming increasingly suspicious of the alleged condition, but shi let the orca finish before passing judgment.
Squealing with pleasure, Startide climaxed in a few short minutes. Shira observed the seed flow in around hir and held hir breath. It was exceptionally difficult to see if anything was out of the ordinary in the brief moment before shi was forced out with the rest of his orgasm, but even the trained doctor saw no signs of a problem. The dragoness was forced into the stream of Startide's semen with the next contraction of his muscles and shi prepared hirself to be shot out with the thick fluid. Shi folded hir wings tightly to hir back before shi was forcefully ejected from the giant's body. The orca had leaned back, and shi bounced against his stomach before sliding up to his chest and stopping in a small puddle of seed.
"I didn't see anything out of the ordinary," Shira said as shi tried to free hirself from the thick fluids, "Are you sure you were having a problem?" The doctor glared at the orca, obviously unamused.
"Er... no. I made it up" Startide admitted, blushing sheepishly, "But it's good to know everything works down there."
"That still takes away time that I could have spent with a patient with a real problem, though," Shira said, annoyed but calm, "If you simply wanted kinky sex you could have easily arranged for that from one of the various establishments around town. Thankfully you were my last appointment before lunch today so I don't have anything else for another hour or so."
"Sorry..."
"Oh, relax," Shira said, trying to calm the orca, "At least this time you didn't cause a problem except for making my lunch break shorter than I'd have liked. Now can you help me out of this mess so I can wash off again and get lunch?"
Startide reached down and pulled the dragoness from the puddle of white, then walked back to the sink and turned the water on again. Shira quickly rinsed off the seed, then flew out and perched on the edge of the sink. Shi fluttered hir wings and flicked hir tail to get a few stray drops of water off, but let most of hir scales dry naturally. "Normally I'd recommend a follow-up appointment just to be safe," Shira said, "But I think you'll be perfectly fine. Although," Shira lowered hir voice and motioned for the orca to lean in closer, "If you're interested in that kind of sex, there's a club down on Wright Street that caters to those interests. You know, the one by the Interstate?" Startide nodded, stunned. "Just go down there and tell them I sent you. I think you'll have a good time. Anyway, if that's all, then go on home and have a good day. Just don't eat any more people. Really, the nutritional value of a human is terrible."
Startide nodded again, still shocked by the doctor's recommendation for a nightclub. He turned around and walked out, heading to his home. He thought about how it felt to have a small dragon squirming about within his shaft, and felt his maleslit firming at the thought alone. He hadn't made any plans for the evening before his doctor's appointment, but he smiled as he decided to give that club a try...
