Explosive Decompression p2

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    Thanks for all the great comments so far.

    Writing is a great pleasure to me and I hope the next part is as well accepted. Any comments or suggestions for plot development will be warmly received.

    Thanks for all the great comments so far.

    Writing is a great pleasure to me and I hope the next part is as well accepted. Any comments or suggestions for plot development will be warmly received.

    Danny.


    Explosive Decompression- Sams recovery.


    “Come in”…
    Gillian stepped through the doorway into Dr Wetherington’s office. She had been waiting patiently outside the NASA medical departmental heads office for over 30 minutes already and was relieved to finally get the chance to talk to him.

    “Ah, Gillian! So glad to see you.”. Dr Wetherington stood up from his desk and walked over to the door, his hand outstretched.
    “Michael, thanks for seeing me at short notice”, Gillian replied, taking his hand and shaking.
    “Not at all. I’m only sorry its been so long since the incident. I read your report with interest.”
    A moment of silence, perhaps uncomfortable.
    “Yes. Well, I wanted to get straight to the point. How is Sam? Its been over 3 weeks and no one has seen him other than his family and the medical team at the secure unit in Washington.”
    “Don’t worry Gillian. Sam is well. He’s stronger every day and will soon be released. Its just the sensitive nature of his injuries, that’s all. We’ve been locked down from the media point of view and need to limit access.”
    “I understand that, but Dawn has been beside herself with worry. Me as well.”
    “Dawn? Well, she was piloting the craft, but why should she be more worried than anyone else?” he asked.
    “Dawn asked me to come and speak to you. She wanted to see him” she replied.
    “I see.”
    “Well, its difficult. She wanted to keep their relationship quiet for obvious reasons. Now she feels she’s been kept out of the loop.”
    “OK. Gillian, I’ll see what I can do but I can’t promise anything”. Dr Wetherington sat back on his luxurious leather desk chair, looking tired and old. “You know I’m retiring soon. Perhaps I can get Mr Collins’ team to allow access to the both of you later this week.”
    Gillian relaxed. She knew she could count on Michael. They had been friends for years. “Thanks Michael. Let me know. You’ve got my number.”
    “Yes.”
    Gillian turned to leave.
    “Gillian.”, he said, “You know people are asking questions about the whole programme. Try to keep things to yourself.”
    “OK Michael. Thank you again.”
    With that, she turned and left the room.


    In Washington, the secure NASA medical unit was under armed guard 24 hours a day and 7 days a week. Part of the MEDSTAR group it had a private wing underground and helicopter pad that served both the local population and accepted transfers from stabilised patients from around the World, via the main airport and occasionally directly from NASA in Florida. Sam had been transferred there directly from the emergency team incident site and all his treatment had been carried out by the specialist teams available there.

    Sam opened his eyes again. He hadn’t expected to see what he had seen the first time he had. Two pairs of eyes looked down at him. Blurred but just about able to make out a young female face and an older male one. He had passed out again just afterwards but this was his second attempt at staying conscious. His head was heavy and his senses dulled. For a horrible moment he realised that he couldn’t feel anything below his waist.
    “Mr Harrison. Its good to see you awake. I’m Dan and I work with Mr Collins, your surgeon.”, said the male voice. “You need to know a couple of things straight away. Don’t worry, you are numb below the waist for a reason. You have an epidural in keeping you pain free. Secondly, you are alive, well and recovering in Washington.”
    Sam closed his eyes. His head was swimming. So many questions. The events of the last few weeks were hazy images in his memory. Paramedical teams treating him in Florida. Being carried on a stretcher to a helicopter. Lurching around as it flew. Oxygen masks being pressed into his face. Needles in his arms. Pain like he had never experienced before. Blessed relief as his lost consciousness. Now this, awake and comfortable, lying in a white sheeted and warm bed in Washington.

    “I’ll leave you with Sarah. She’s got to change all your dressings and check your wounds. Everything is going fine. Mr Collins is coming in to talk to you soon. You’ve been kept sedated for the last few weeks but its time for you to wake up fully and get up and about now.”
    Sam shuffled in his bed. “Can you sit me up a little please?”
    “Sure.”, said Dan. He reached over to a little switch on the side of the bed. “Just press this for up, this for down. The switch on the bracelet around your right wrist is the epidural control. It can give you a booster injection if you feel pain. Don’t be afraid to use it if you need it.”
    Sam sat himself up a little. The bed rose slowly into a more comfortable position. His head swam more, but his eyesight was clearing now. “Thank you.”
    “No problem. I’ll see you later. With Mr Collins.”
    Dan left the room. The door clicked behind him quietly, locking into place. Sam noticed the touchpad circuit on the wall. Must be one of the secure rooms he thought to himself.
    He looked over to the nurse from earlier. She was busy preparing the tray of swabs and creams for his dressings change and had her back to him for a minute. Tall, shapely and brunette from behind. He tried not to think about it. Then he wondered what dressings needed changing? He assumed it was something with his legs, numb from the waist down he guessed he had been injured there perhaps. His memory of the events of the test flight were sketchy at best. He looked down and saw a square tent of supports under the sheets. Keeping the weight of the sheets off his legs maybe, had he been burnt he wondered.
    “Hello Mr Harrison. I’m Sarah. I’ve been looking after for you for the last few weeks. I’m just going to change your dressings. Is that ok?”
    “Yeah, sure. Go ahead.”

    Sarah lifted the sheets away from the frame, and dropped the edge down over his knees leaving him exposed from the waist down. A large pile of dressings sat over his groin and thighs, his legs laying wide apart on the bed. As she removed the dressing pads Sam wondered where the hell she was heading until the last few swabs came off and he almost jumped out of the bed.
    “Jesus Christ!” he shouted.
    Sarah jumped visibly and dropped some of her dressings.
    “Sorry did that hurt?” she asked.
    Sam lay back again, breathing fast. His head span even faster. He hadn’t believed what he had just seen.
    “No. No. Its ok.”, he replied. “I just hadn’t seen under my dressings until now.”
    “Oh. Right. OK.”, said Sarah. “I’m sorry, it must be a shock. I thought the doctors had told you everything.”
    “I don’t remember anything. I guess I’ve been too drugged up most of the time.”
    “Well. OK. I’m just going to bathe this area with water and then cover you with this cream before replacing the dressings.”, she said, showing him the tube of cream in her hand.
    “What is it?”, Sam asked. The slab of inflamed, swollen tissue between his legs looked like the stump of a limb, mutilated and partially amputated. He couldn’t work it out.
    “Well. This is your… erm… penis. I guess.”, she replied. She looked a little uncomfortable, a little embarrassed.
    “That? But that thing is ridiculous. It looks like a giant salami sausage.”, replied Sam.
    The nurse looked down at his swollen organ and back at Sam. “Its definitely your penis Mr Harrison. I’ve been replacing these dressings for three weeks now and it looks a lot better than it did at the start.”
    “What? Why? I don’t understand!”, said Sam, laying back in the bed and closing his eyes. He felt frustrated and powerless. Unable to remember what had happened or why he was there.
     
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    “Well. They had to operate on you quite a few times”, she said. “They had to do skin grafts and repair a lot of damaged tissue but they managed to save your penis completely.”
    Sam looked down. He hadn’t seen anything like it before and doubted he would do again. “But its huge. The damn thing looks three times bigger than it was before. Is the swelling going to go away?”.
    Sarah paused for a moment and put her things down. “Mr Harrison. Your penis was badly damaged in the incident on board the test flight. For some reason you suffered a decompression related injury just to your penis and scrotum. You almost lost them completely but the plastic surgeons and urology specialists here were able to operate over the last few weeks to repair the damaged tissue and cover the areas of skin damage with grafts. The swelling has gone away. There is still some healing but you are maybe a few days away from going home. Once you’ve had physiotherapy you could be out by this weekend.”
    Sam struggled to take it all in. “This weekend?”, he asked, “What day is it today?”

    “Its Tuesday.”, Sarah replied.
    Sam thought for a moment. “Sarah.”, he said, “Can you do something for me?” he asked.
    “What?”
    “Can you find out if Dawn or Gillian can come and see me?”
    Sarah smiled. “Don’t worry, your friends are coming to see you tomorrow.”
    “Thank you.”, said Sam.
    “Maybe it would be better to talk to them about things?”, said Sarah. She carried on with her dressings change. Once all the dressings were off she looked over to Sam.
    “See, “, she said, “It’s healing really well.”
    Sam looked down, seeing his penis fully exposed for the first time. It looked like a large tube curled over his balls and laid on the bed of soft dressing pads over the bed sheets. A patchwork of inflamed skin covered it in places, like a quilt with new sections sewn in. A catheter tube stretched out from the tip and connected to a bag further along the bed. His cock seemed disconnected, like a numb arm when laid on overnight. He tried to shift position but his legs were also heavy and immovable. His balls were looked grotesquely swollen and large as well, like two grapefruit attached to his groin.
    “Yeah. I guess so.”, said Sam.
    Sarah started massaging the cream into the skin. Carefully covering it with a thick layer before covering it back up with the swabs and dressing pads. Sam noticed her face showed a faint smile as she did so.
    “Sarah.”
    “Yes, Mr Harrison?”, she replied, turning to look at him.
    “Hold it up for me please.”
    “I’m sorry?”, she said, looking a little confused.
    “My penis, hold it up. I want to look at it.”, he said.
    “Ermm. Ok.”. Sarah put her things down and replaced her gloves. She gently held Sams penis at the end and lifted it up, almost to the vertical. “Like this?” she asked.
    Sam looked down. The end of his penis filled her hand and the rest hung from her grasp like a thick fleshy hose. It looked huge. “How long is it Sarah?” he asked.
    “I…I don’t know.”, she stammered.
    “How long is it?”, he asked again.
    “I’m not sure. Why?”, she asked, placing it back down on the bed between his legs. She looked uncomfortable and started going red in the face.
    “You know don’t you.”, said Sam. He was actually almost enjoying this. He was beginning to feel better, more awake and coming to terms with his new predicament. And what a predicament! “Sarah. Tell me.”, he demanded.
    “Well. Some of the girls here wanted to know.”, she replied shyly. “I measured it one day as a dare. We had a kind of sweepstake going. They’ve all heard about you. They’ve all heard what happened.”. She turned to look at his cock again.
    “Well? So what were the measurements Sarah?” he asked.
    Sarah bit her lower lip a little. “Almost 10 inches long and about 2 inches wide. I put the tape measure around it too and it came to just over 7 and a half around. I can’t believe I just told you that!”, she said, letting out a little giggle. “You won’t tell anyone will you? Please?”.
    Sam laughed. For the first time since the faint memory of the last few weeks he was laughing. A laugh of relief and partly a laugh of fear. “No, I won’t tell anyone.”, he said.
    Sarah smiled. She finished the dressings and covered him back up. “There, all done!” she said.
    “Thank you Sarah. I just don’t know what to do. I feel so frustrated here lying in bed helpless and everything.”. He looked down. At the sheets again, remembering what he had seen there and thinking for a moment... “Sorry, is that 10 inches when its soft?”, he asked.
    “Ermm, yeah. I guess so. Well, I only measured it a couple of days ago. It hasn’t changed since then and it hasn’t been hard ever. “, she laughed. “I couldn’t imagine what it would be like hard although quite a few of the nurses here have wondered!”.
    Sam couldn’t believe it. “Have you wondered as well Sarah?”, he asked her.
    Sarah paused for a moment. She turned to look behind her, in case anyone else was in the room. She leaned in closer and spoke to him, her eyes on him fiercely, a little fire in her gaze. “Sam, I’ve been treating your wounds and changing your dressings almost every day on my day shift for almost three weeks. Every day I looked at you and wondered what you were like before and stand here amazed at what you have between your legs now. Its got to be the biggest cock I’ve ever seen, hard or otherwise and I sure hope it works properly when you get better.”. She lifted her hand and stroked the side of his face. “Its beautiful and I would love to see it in better circumstances again some time gorgeous.”. She smiled at him sweetly, then turned away and tidied up her things, leaving the room without looking back.
    Sam lay there. He guessed she wouldn’t be coming back again today. Numb, in more ways than one he tried to recall the events of the last few weeks but failed. Everything was a complete blur from the time he had been working in the cargo pod of the Intrepid during the test flight. He vaguely remembered the alarms, the sounds of panic over his radio, the pain… He hoped Dawn would come and see him soon. He hoped she could answer more of his questions.

    He also couldn’t get the sight of his hugely enlarged penis out of his head either. What the hell had happened?


    To be continued…
     
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    really like this story.please continue.
     
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    Yes, please more. I ran across this story while trying to entertain myself at the hair salon. And have been patiently waiting for part 2. I haven't read anything in a while that has captured my interest as this has. Please keep writing.
     
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