1. Pre-Discharge Discharge


    Date: 3/17/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: PervyStoryteller, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    Nurse Helen said in her dispassionate voice, as Nurse Sophie took the reading. My eyes fell on the clock above the wall-mounted TV screen. It was showing a quarter past one. That was odd. Then it occurred to me that there was no noise from outside. Even through the door I could usually hear all the sounds of the hospital, except at night, when there was an eerie hush, as now. I didn’t want to question this openly. When you’re in hospital you get used to just doing as you’re told, safe in the knowledge that the professionals know best. “That clock must be wrong,” I said. Nurse Helen gave a strange little smile. There was still some ridiculous programme on the TV. She grabbed the remote control and turned it off. “Don’t worry about that,” she said. “We’ll see to it later.” “Blood-pressure’s perfect,” Nurse Sophie said, over the rip of Velcro. “Grand,” Nurse Helen said. Then to me, “Now if you’d just pull your trousers down.” I was still on top of the blanket, so all I had to do was lift my buttocks and pull the regulation garment down. I’d done this so often by now that I was completely inured to the potential embarrassment. Nurse Helen bent over, taking a good look as she held my limp penis between two latex fingers, using the other hand to inspect my scrotum. “How does that feel?” she asked. It was an odd way to put it. Normally it was a more specific question, pertaining to the soreness or otherwise of my testicles. “It feels fine,” I replied, shrugging as I did so, perhaps ...
    frowning a little. “The thing is,” Nurse Helen said, maintaining her hold on me, “that we’re a little concerned about the lack of a reaction.” “A reaction?” I said. “A reaction,” Nurse Helen repeated dispassionately, removing her hands to stand up straight. “Nurse Sophie!” The brunette moved to the foot of the bed, standing with her back to me. Strangely, I could have sworn she was fiddling with the front of her uniform, but that couldn’t be it. But then the dowdy dress dropped to the floor and I realised that it was. Even stranger, she was wearing the full complement of black stockings and suspenders, silky black knickers and bra. She even wiggled her bum a little. There was a large tattoo of some mythological beast on her back. I had to be dreaming, I decided, or failing that… “What kind of drugs have you got me on?” I murmured, thinking that they must have hooked me up to some hallucinogen earlier. “Still no reaction,” Nurse Helen said. “That’s not good.” “What?” I said, as Nurse Sophie turned. You’d never have been able to guess at the marvellous shape of her breasts beneath her uniform. Held in place by semi-transparent black cups, they were as full and round and enticing as any I’d ever seen. Nurse Helen moved round to stand behind Nurse Sophie. I watched, still in disbelief as the full, round breasts became exposed, nipples swelling slightly as Sophie gave me the kind of smile nurses only give in pornographic films when they’re not really nurses. Everything was a haze ...
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