Giantesssammie - Dr Tiny helps Sammie cure her stomach ache

Giantesssammie - Dr Tiny helps Sammie cure her stomach ache

Sammie, a petite, curvy woman with a rack of perky D-cup breasts and a round, jiggly bottom, stood outside the doctor's office, clutching her abdomen with one hand and fidgeting nervously with the other. A sharp stabbing pain had taken hold of her insides, keeping her awake all night long. She'd managed to grab the last available appointment at the clinic, hoping against hope that someone could help her get rid of this infernal stomach ache.
As she hesitated outside the door, debating whether to go in or not, she heard a soft clearing of a throat behind her. Turning around, she found herself staring into a pair of four-inch tall, doll-like eyes belonging to none other than Dr. Tiny himself – a tiny man known for his ability to shrink people down to miniature size, and one of the few practitioners who still practiced such an ancient art in modern times.
Though surprised, Sammie shrugged it off, deciding that being examined by a tiny man wasn't any weirder than having a real doctor poke around inside her. With a reluctant nod, she followed the diminutive doctor into his office, wondering what unusual treatments he had in store for her.
The room was small but cozy, decked out with medical instruments that seemed larger than the doctor himself. A large examination table dominated the room, its surface cool and smooth under Sammie's hand as she stepped onto it.
Dr. Tiny, who had taken up position on a high stool near her head, watched as Sammie lay down and gently propped herself up with pillows. Suddenly, he spoke, his voice booming loudly in the small space.
"Alright, Sammie," he said, "I'm going to need you to take off your clothes."
Sammie blinked in surprise, but her curiosity got the better of her. To be examined naked by a tiny man...she found the idea strangely arousing. Slowly, she began to undress, carefully folding her clothes and setting them aside. As she did so, her mind wandered to all the ways she could use this opportunity...
Dr. Tiny, meanwhile, had been busy preparing for the examination. He carefully unwrapped an endoscope and some other medical instruments that seemed more suited to a dollhouse than a human body, smiling to himself with anticipation.
"Lie back and relax, Sammie," he said softly, his voice resonating in the small room. "I'm going to take a look inside you."
With those words, he began his examination. First, he introduced the endoscope into her ass, the miniature camera capturing her every movement on a small screen. The thought of being watched like this sent shivers down her spine, and she found herself moistening with excitement.
Next, he slid the endoscope down her throat, the cold metal probe brushing against her sensitive areas as he inserted it deeper into her body. Sammie gasped as she felt a strange sensation spreading through her stomach, but before she could question him, he retracted the probe and moved on to the next phase of the examination.
As he worked, Dr. Tiny communicated with Sammie, describing what he was seeing on the screen and explaining the treatments he planned to give her. Gradually, she found herself growing accustomed to his presence, her curiosity overshadowing any sense of discomfort or embarrassment she might have felt before.
Finally, after what seemed like hours (though in reality it had only been a few minutes), Dr. Tiny finished his examination and sat back on his stool, smiling warmly at Sammie.
"Well, Sammie," he said, his voice sounding oddly reassuring in the quiet room, "it looks like you're going to be just fine. This little stomach ache of yours should be nothing more than a bad memory after I'm done with you."
He paused, his eyes twinkling with mischief, and added, "But first..."