He may be a monster, but he took his work very seriously when he wasn't using it to his advantage. He spied several students who had skipped their designated exams. He glared to her file and was forced to take drastic measures. Making a plea to the principle he was granted full control of the situation.

His order was simple to have a security guard to escort the women to the clinic, in handcuffs if need be. The guard had left to find the young woman and fulfill his duty, while the doctor had reclined in his seat and waited, planning on how to rectify her lack of initiative.

Miko, meanwhile, was enjoying a nice little cup of frozen dairy treats in the cafeteria, several in fact, which often brought puzzlement to the custodians as to where she fits all of that ice cream. Halfway through her 6th serving of choco coffee delight, a large burly man came along side her table demanding that she come with her to the doctors office.

The short girl wasnt very fond of the doctors office, or any medical institution, for that matter, all that delving into the functions of mortal flesh and such, quite annoying in her opinion, and unnecessary since she has been living for millenia without the aid of medical science. At first she just tried to ignore him, continuing to devour her frozen treat. Then the man brought out a letter from school administration explicitly stating that Mikoyan Gurevich, student currently enrolled under the SHS educational system, proceed immediately to the office of Doctor Epsis for a thorough physical exam.

Miko snorted at this letter, telling the guard that she will go tommorow after classes, but the guard would not be swayed. With a quick apology, the guard suddenly grabbed Miko and lifted her off the chair, not an especially hard feat considering her stature, though the pink haired fugitive did not give him an easy time in restraining her either. The guard was at his wits end, and decided to use the permission granted to him by SHS administration.

Handcuffs~

The next few minutes of the struggle quickly came to an end, with a rather disgruntled student being escorted out of the cafeteria, arms cuffed behind her with the guard keeping a firm grip on his captive as they boarded the local transportation towards the medical arts building, where she was led into the good doctors office, still fuming.

"Is this really neccessary?" she asks the physician as the guard exits the room and closes the door behind him, leaving Miko still locked, just in case she tries anything rash. "I feel perfectly fine, doctor, im sure this is going a bit too far for some numbers on a chart..."

He looked up to her for a moment and said nothing as he was reading a chart or something of that nature. "Yes, you're the only problem I have it seems." He said quietly. "You are even 2 years behind on your checkups." He added. "Something like this cannot be excused." He said as he laid it down.

"here on this island we take the health of our students quite seriously." He said as he stood up and moved closer to her. "So we must take drastic measures if need be!" He said in a commanding voice. "You must take these check ups. What if you had some disease? and the whole island is infected?!" He warned.

"Now, sit!" he pointed to a small examination table that was covered with a sheet.

Disease...

It wasnt like she had the black plague or anything....

Though she does remember giving it a little help.... but thats another story...

Grumbling under her breath, Miko heads toward the examination table, a plate of steel and bolts covered by meager padding and a linen sheet, state of the art indeed. With the aid of a nearby stool, Miko climbs atop the contraption, laying her petite bottom down on the linen covered surface while she tries to fiddle with the cuffs, telekinetically picking at the mechanism inside and trying to unlock the ratchet that kept the cuffs closed. It was a mean feat in her state, and even harder to do since she cant see what she is trying to manipulate. Her tinkering is rewarded when she feels a piece of metal snap, but a quick test shows this wasnt the ratchet.

Oops.

"Uhmm... you wouldnt happen to have the keys to these, would you? Theyre a bit uncomfortable....."

He watched her as she padded over to the seat he pointed out, and thought that his little sermon was a bit over the top and blown out of proportion of course, but he was irritated at her disregard of the school's calls for her to take the damned physical. He sighed heavily as he returned to do a bit of work on his charts. Finally finished when she asked he stood and walked over to her. "I do not, but I can open them.. what was that clicking noise?" He asked as he began to open her shirt so he could do his 'work'. His mind turning now as a monster. His hand traced down the flesh of the mischievous (and for him, unknowingly older woman).

"Nothing, just.. uh.. testing these things..." She replies, deliberately shaking the cuffs so that they rattle in an effort to hide her silent tinkering. "So are you some sort of would-be thief who can open locks without keys?" came her query at his response of having no key, and judging by his physique, he probably couldn't force a paper clip apart. Idly she sat there as the doctor began the much delayed physical Miko had been trying to avoid, his hands traveling up her blouse and unbuttoning the blouse which covered her tiny physique. One by one the buttons do part until her upper garment is opened, the fabric sliding down her shoulders, exposing her cotton brassiere.

Normally, undressing a girl while she is being held in handcuffs would count as either kinky sex or rape, but under the guise of a 'compulsory' medical exam, Miko was less than enthused.

She did not have many in the way of physical assets, save maybe for the plump bottom that rested on the seat, but the rest was just to her liking, as it attracted little attention. Now the doctors hands softly slid down her exposed torso, feeling much more like he was examining the goods rather than checking her vitals.

"Is that standard procedure, Doctor?"

"A Thief, or someone with an interesting hobby." He replied with a smile. He finished lightly when when he saw that the cuffs had fallen away. "Now I must ask. "So are you some sort of would-be thief who can open locks without keys?" He was a bit of a mimic when it came to voices and had hers down after practicing in his head. The sight of the tall doctor using a little woman's voice was quite odd indeed.

He reached around his neck and placed a stethoscope in his ears and held the probe. "I suppose not, but what is nowadays?" He asked in his own voice. "Well, now you can undress yourself...skivvies please.." He said as he sat back and sat down and waited patiently.

How did he do that?

Humans and their little tricks. No matter, at least she was free. Miko rubbed her wrists to relieve the chaffing those metal circles hand inflicted on her tender skin, obviously ignoring the order the doctor had given. The doctor simply waited, and waited, and since there was no end in sight, Miko decided that it was better to get this over with quickly. If she was lucky, she could make it back to the cafeteria before they ran out of Strawberry Vanilla Supreme.

With the blouse already undone, she simply finished the task by taking it off her person and folding it semi-neatly before placing it unto the table. Next came her shoes, but these were simple slip ons, so nothing much to bother with there. Lastly, the skirt, her hands moving to one side of her waist, one clutching the fabric while the other pulling the zip that held the skirt tight up on waist. The now loosened garment fell to the floor with a flutter before it was picked up, folded, and put along side the blouse.

Now Miko was clad only in her pink bra, panties and socks, each garment adorned with a bat-shaped piece of cloth on the cloth between the cups, the middle of the waist band respectively, and on each ankle respectively. Her skin would be the envy of many women, as it had no blemishes whatsoever, only the purple marks on her face adorning her otherwise flawless skin. Miko wasnt at all shy about strutting around in her undies.... shes done much worse.... She stood there, arms behind her back, feet together, her face cheery yet her voice carried a rather accusing tone.

"I bet you really enjoy this part of the exam, dont you doctor?"

He looked over occasionally and then stopped to stare at the childish logo on her matching set of undergarments. He then smiled and looked down a bit to see the bat on her socks. He chuckled as he looked up to her and nodded a bit. "I do sometimes.." He replied honestly. "But I am human, and am a man at the same time." He added. "Nice choice of underwear by the way.." He said as he stood up. "And it looks like you don't mind showing any." He noted looking to her once again.

"Thanks for complying this time.." He said as he placed the cold metal probe on the stethoscope to his hand and warmed it for a moment, then placed it to her chest, right over her hear. "Quiet please.." He said quietly.

A heart..

She forgot she had one of those. To the doctors ears, it would sound pretty much like a normal heart, very normal, you could probably play a piano to its beat. On and on the probing went, but Miko couldnt resist screwing this up a bit.

Firstly, she does a little rocking on her feet, causing the doctors to constantly shift his tool into the proper position. A stern warning stops her ,but not for long.

"So does everything sound alright down there?" she blurts out in an effort to ruin the doctors zen.