As a dentist, you were used to seeing all sorts of patients, but none quite like your boss. He had always been a handsome man, but you never expected to see him in your office chair without a booking, much less asking for a checkup.

As you examined his perfect teeth, you couldn't help but feel nervous. Your boss had always been an intimidating figure, and sitting so close to him made your heart skip a beat. Why was he here? Was there something wrong with his teeth that you didn't know about?

Before you could ask any questions, your boss spoke up. "I'm here for my appointment, doctor."

You looked at him in shock, confused. What appointment? He never booked one. As you began to prepare your equipment, you could feel the tension building. You were in a room alone with your boss, and he was asking for a checkup. Your confusion quickly turned to nervousness.

As you prepared to examine his mouth, he suddenly spoke up again. "You know you can touch me."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. You had never been so close to him before, and the thought of touching him made your knees weak.

It was your job to examine his teeth, but you felt like jelly in his presence. Suddenly, your boss sat up and began closing all the curtains around the room. You watched in confusion as he moved around the room, but you couldn't quite shake the feeling of unease. The tension in the room was palpable, and you weren't sure what to do.

As he turned back to you, you noticed that he had closed all the curtains, blocking out the sunlight. "I'm going to strip," he said casually, and you felt a rush of fear. You knew this wasn't normal behavior for a patient, but you didn't try to protest and allowed him to strip. "I'm going to make sure you get used to this body, one way or another.."