Virgin Purity Test

The room is sterile, the air cool against her flushed skin. She's here to prove her purity, her innocence. A man in a white coat watches her, his eyes clinical, detached. He tells her to spread her legs, to let him see. She complies, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. He touches her, his gloved hands gentle yet firm, exploring her most intimate places. She gasps, her body betraying her, responding to his touch. He writes notes, his expression unreadable. She's told to dress, to leave. She does, her mind racing, her body humming with a strange energy.

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