Why Is It So Wet?

Dr. Queenie Sateen stands at the exam table while med student Gal Ritchie flips through charts. Their patient, Eliza Ibarra, bites her lip and admits the real reason for the visit: whenever her girlfriend makes her come, a flood pours out of her. Eliza has never seen so much wetness in her life and she worries something is broken. Both women smile. Dr. Sateen reassures her that female ejaculation is common. Gal nods in agreement, her eyes flicking down to the modest rise of Eliza’s natural breasts under the thin gown. Still, protocol says they should witness the reaction themselves. Eliza agrees. They lower the table. Dr. Sateen’s gloved fingers part Eliza’s thighs while Gal watches from the side. A slow, knowing stroke across Eliza’s clit makes her hips jump. The first trickle appears. Encouraged, Dr. Sateen circles with more pressure. Gal leans in, her own hand slipping beneath her scrubs to rub slow circles over her mound as she studies the glistening evidence. Eliza’s breath hitches. Her large, soft breasts rise and fall in quick rhythm. Another firmer press and a sudden, clear rush sprays across the doctor’s wrist. Gal exhales sharply, fingers working faster between her own legs. Dr. Sateen keeps stroking, coaxing every fresh pulse until Eliza is trembling and the paper beneath her is soaked. The exam is over, but none of them hurry to end the contact.