Reposting the first three chapters of part 2.
Part 2 - Chapter 1 - Special Care
Head pounding and chest on fire, Jaime awoke to the smell of
disinfectant and the rhythmic beeping of a heart rate monitor.
"What happened?" Jaime said.
His clothes had been replaced by a paper gown that allowed a not so
unpleasant breeze to flow up his legs. An attempt to rub his throbbing
forehead was thwarted by the IV stuck in his arm. A curtain was drawn
around the bed preventing any view of the world beyond.
Memories formed. The party, Gwen, Stacy, Mike, Maria. One after the
other, a quick succession of images each replaced in an instant by the
next. Some were good, some were wonderful, and some were painful.
Justin had put him here. So upset about the scene he had walked in on,
Jaime had not noticed a drunken Justin following him outside and
sucker punching him in the back of the head.
Fists clenched and nostrils flared as he thought of Justin and Mike.
It was hard to decide who he hated more in that moment. Justin was a
typical jock, caring about no one but himself and preying on the weak
and naive. There was little surprise that he would retaliate for the
humiliation he had endured that day, and a part of Jaime understood
that.
The betrayal by Mike was even worse. Physical pain pales in comparison
to emotional despair. They had only been friends for a day, but in
that day a bond had formed. Mike knew that Jaime was going to that
party to see Maria and that he was interested in her. Yet the moment
Jaime leaves he whips out his monster and enthralls her with it,
making her forget about Jaime and anything else. Even with the recent
unexplainable enhancements, Jaime knew he was nowhere near as large as
Mike and that there was no point in pursuing Maria now.
The only mysteries were how he ended up in a hospital and, more
importantly, who had saved him? Before he could dwell on the subject
the curtain was pulled back. The nurse, or possibly candy striper from
how young she looked, jumped at the site of Jaime.
"You're awake." She said. "I have to go get the doctor."
The girl hurried from the room before Jaime could ask a single
question. He watched her ass bounce as she ran out of sight. When an
ass still looks good in a hospital uniform it has to be magnificent.
She returned with a doctor, Dr. Rodgers, who asked Jaime questions
about his injury. The doctor became impatient when all Jaime could
remember was getting hit hard in the head and kicked in the ribs.
"It's very important that you tell us everything, no matter how
embarassing." Dr. Rodgers said.
"I don't know what you want from me. I told you everything I know." Jaime said.
"Were you taking any drugs or drink alcohol last night?" Rodgers probed.
"No drugs. Alcohol, but none within an hour of being attacked." Jaime
admitted, Rodgers didn't seem to believe him but he gave up his
questioning.
"Alright, your CAT scan and MRI showed no internal damage. You got
lucky this time, but let it be a warning about the perils of partying.
Your ribs aren't broken, just bruised. We'd like you to stay for one
more night just in case. We'll discharge you tomorrow if there is no
change. The nurses couldnt get into your phone to find an emergency
contact number, so call someone who can pick you up tomorrow. I swear
you kids think you're invincible." Dr. Rodgers turned to the nurse.
"Check on the other boy, Katie, and let me know immediately when he
wakes up."
"Yes, doctor." Katie said.
Jaime noticed for the first time that he was sharing the room with
someone else. The curtain was, as his own had been, preventing him
from seeing who was laying there.
The doctor left, but Katie remained behind. This time we was able to
assess more than just her butt. Her brown hair was pulled back in a
pony tail. No makeup or jewelry was noticeable, but she was still easy
on the eyes. Hazle eyes, a kind smile, and brilliant white teeth
contributed to a naturally beautiful face that didn't require
altering.
"Can I get you anything?" Katie asked.
"Got any morphine?" Jaime said.
"We have it, but I don't think your injuries qualify. I could probably
get you some Motrin." She offered.
"I was just kidding. I'm used to pain. I did a lot of kickboxing last
year." Jaime told her.
"Must not be very good at it." She said, placing a hand under his
right eye. The surge of pain at her touch told him it was bruised.
"I was attacked from behind. You're way younger prettier than the
nurse I had a few years ago when I had my tonsils out." Jaime said.
"Well, I'm not technically a nurse yet. Pennbrook supplies the local
hospitals with interns from their nursing program. We can't perform
any procedures without supervision, but we can still look in on
patients." Katie explained.
"That's cool. I'm sure everyone's satisfied when you're taking care of
them." Jaime said.
"Where are my pants?"
A chill caused Jaime to shift the conversation to his missing clothes.
Even if he was going to be getting out soon, he wanted out of his
paper covering and into something comfortable.
"We had to cut them off of you last night. Pants, shirt, even
underwear." Katie said, her hand caressing his arm. "It's rare that I
get such a treat working here. Usually, the only naked men I see are
over 60 and getting a catheter put in." Katie laughed.
"Like what you saw?" Jaime asked, his newfound boldness seemed to be a
byproduct of the recent changes to his body.
"It was certainly more impressive than the other guy you came in
with." Katie admitted.
The praise caused an involuntary arousal. There were no blankets on
top of him to conceal his growing erection. Katie didn't blink, her
eyes fixated on him, as the paper gown rose like a circus tent.
Without saying a word she walked over to the door, shut it, returned
to Jaime's side, and drew the curtain around the bed.
"What are you doing?" Jaime asked.
"I wouldn't want you to be embarassed if anyone walked in on you in
such a state." She said, her gaze still locked on Jaime's crotch.
"That looks painful. Those gowns aren't exactly roomy. You can take it
off if it would make you more comfortable. I could go if you're shy."
Katie wanted to see it. Jaime felt a little awkward, and also excited.
Even with the curtains drawn, someone could walk in and discover them
any moment. It wouldn't be his problem, but he didn't want to see
Katie get in trouble. His excitement got the best of him.
"I'm not shy at all. Plus you saw it already, so what's there to
hide?" Jaime hiked up his gown, having some trouble getting it over
his rock hard erection. It sprung free with violent force. Katie was
leaning in so close it nearly slapped her across the face. There was
no growth since the previous night. Jaime was both relieved and a
little saddened by that. He didn't want it to grow forever, but a
little bigger wouldnt be bad.
"Wow." Katie said, mouth wide open, seemingly unable to say anything else.
"You just going to look at it all day?" Jaime said. He felt like a
dick egging her on, but he could tell what she wanted and the faster
it went the less chance of being caught.
Katie accepted his invitation without delay, taking his monster in her
tiny hands. It looked even more impressive to Jaime in her grasp than
in his own. She stroked him a few times, her face coming closer with
each motion. Tongue and lips caressed his head and shaft.
"Oh...my turn for wow." Jaime said.
More of his dick disappeared into Katie's mouth every second. It
seemed she wouldn't settle for less than every inch down her throat.
Unable to take the last few inches, she pumped the bottom of his cock
while bobbing up and down on as much of it as she could.
The feeling was intense and wonderful, a brief respite from the
terrible pain of his bruised ribs and head. It was clear Katie was no
stranger to servicing a man. He came in her mouth, not bothering to
warn her.
Where else could it go but down her throat?
An answer was given in short order. Katie gagged as he shot his load
into her mouth, and cum began running out of her nostrils. Jaime could
help but laugh at the sight, and caught himself wondering briefly if
she made a habit of blowing patients.
She turned to leave as he pulled his gown back down over his sticky,
softening penis.
"My shift is almost over, but I'll be back on grave shift tonight."
Katie looked back and winked.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Jaime said.
"What's that?" Katie asked.
"The other patient. You're supposed to check on him." Jaime said.
"Oh right. I almost forgot." She said.
You did forget.
Eyes unwavering as Katie pulled back the curtains on the bed, Jaime
was stunned to see that Justin lay motionless in the bed not three
feet from him.
Part 2 - Chapter 1 - Special Care
Head pounding and chest on fire, Jaime awoke to the smell of
disinfectant and the rhythmic beeping of a heart rate monitor.
"What happened?" Jaime said.
His clothes had been replaced by a paper gown that allowed a not so
unpleasant breeze to flow up his legs. An attempt to rub his throbbing
forehead was thwarted by the IV stuck in his arm. A curtain was drawn
around the bed preventing any view of the world beyond.
Memories formed. The party, Gwen, Stacy, Mike, Maria. One after the
other, a quick succession of images each replaced in an instant by the
next. Some were good, some were wonderful, and some were painful.
Justin had put him here. So upset about the scene he had walked in on,
Jaime had not noticed a drunken Justin following him outside and
sucker punching him in the back of the head.
Fists clenched and nostrils flared as he thought of Justin and Mike.
It was hard to decide who he hated more in that moment. Justin was a
typical jock, caring about no one but himself and preying on the weak
and naive. There was little surprise that he would retaliate for the
humiliation he had endured that day, and a part of Jaime understood
that.
The betrayal by Mike was even worse. Physical pain pales in comparison
to emotional despair. They had only been friends for a day, but in
that day a bond had formed. Mike knew that Jaime was going to that
party to see Maria and that he was interested in her. Yet the moment
Jaime leaves he whips out his monster and enthralls her with it,
making her forget about Jaime and anything else. Even with the recent
unexplainable enhancements, Jaime knew he was nowhere near as large as
Mike and that there was no point in pursuing Maria now.
The only mysteries were how he ended up in a hospital and, more
importantly, who had saved him? Before he could dwell on the subject
the curtain was pulled back. The nurse, or possibly candy striper from
how young she looked, jumped at the site of Jaime.
"You're awake." She said. "I have to go get the doctor."
The girl hurried from the room before Jaime could ask a single
question. He watched her ass bounce as she ran out of sight. When an
ass still looks good in a hospital uniform it has to be magnificent.
She returned with a doctor, Dr. Rodgers, who asked Jaime questions
about his injury. The doctor became impatient when all Jaime could
remember was getting hit hard in the head and kicked in the ribs.
"It's very important that you tell us everything, no matter how
embarassing." Dr. Rodgers said.
"I don't know what you want from me. I told you everything I know." Jaime said.
"Were you taking any drugs or drink alcohol last night?" Rodgers probed.
"No drugs. Alcohol, but none within an hour of being attacked." Jaime
admitted, Rodgers didn't seem to believe him but he gave up his
questioning.
"Alright, your CAT scan and MRI showed no internal damage. You got
lucky this time, but let it be a warning about the perils of partying.
Your ribs aren't broken, just bruised. We'd like you to stay for one
more night just in case. We'll discharge you tomorrow if there is no
change. The nurses couldnt get into your phone to find an emergency
contact number, so call someone who can pick you up tomorrow. I swear
you kids think you're invincible." Dr. Rodgers turned to the nurse.
"Check on the other boy, Katie, and let me know immediately when he
wakes up."
"Yes, doctor." Katie said.
Jaime noticed for the first time that he was sharing the room with
someone else. The curtain was, as his own had been, preventing him
from seeing who was laying there.
The doctor left, but Katie remained behind. This time we was able to
assess more than just her butt. Her brown hair was pulled back in a
pony tail. No makeup or jewelry was noticeable, but she was still easy
on the eyes. Hazle eyes, a kind smile, and brilliant white teeth
contributed to a naturally beautiful face that didn't require
altering.
"Can I get you anything?" Katie asked.
"Got any morphine?" Jaime said.
"We have it, but I don't think your injuries qualify. I could probably
get you some Motrin." She offered.
"I was just kidding. I'm used to pain. I did a lot of kickboxing last
year." Jaime told her.
"Must not be very good at it." She said, placing a hand under his
right eye. The surge of pain at her touch told him it was bruised.
"I was attacked from behind. You're way younger prettier than the
nurse I had a few years ago when I had my tonsils out." Jaime said.
"Well, I'm not technically a nurse yet. Pennbrook supplies the local
hospitals with interns from their nursing program. We can't perform
any procedures without supervision, but we can still look in on
patients." Katie explained.
"That's cool. I'm sure everyone's satisfied when you're taking care of
them." Jaime said.
"Where are my pants?"
A chill caused Jaime to shift the conversation to his missing clothes.
Even if he was going to be getting out soon, he wanted out of his
paper covering and into something comfortable.
"We had to cut them off of you last night. Pants, shirt, even
underwear." Katie said, her hand caressing his arm. "It's rare that I
get such a treat working here. Usually, the only naked men I see are
over 60 and getting a catheter put in." Katie laughed.
"Like what you saw?" Jaime asked, his newfound boldness seemed to be a
byproduct of the recent changes to his body.
"It was certainly more impressive than the other guy you came in
with." Katie admitted.
The praise caused an involuntary arousal. There were no blankets on
top of him to conceal his growing erection. Katie didn't blink, her
eyes fixated on him, as the paper gown rose like a circus tent.
Without saying a word she walked over to the door, shut it, returned
to Jaime's side, and drew the curtain around the bed.
"What are you doing?" Jaime asked.
"I wouldn't want you to be embarassed if anyone walked in on you in
such a state." She said, her gaze still locked on Jaime's crotch.
"That looks painful. Those gowns aren't exactly roomy. You can take it
off if it would make you more comfortable. I could go if you're shy."
Katie wanted to see it. Jaime felt a little awkward, and also excited.
Even with the curtains drawn, someone could walk in and discover them
any moment. It wouldn't be his problem, but he didn't want to see
Katie get in trouble. His excitement got the best of him.
"I'm not shy at all. Plus you saw it already, so what's there to
hide?" Jaime hiked up his gown, having some trouble getting it over
his rock hard erection. It sprung free with violent force. Katie was
leaning in so close it nearly slapped her across the face. There was
no growth since the previous night. Jaime was both relieved and a
little saddened by that. He didn't want it to grow forever, but a
little bigger wouldnt be bad.
"Wow." Katie said, mouth wide open, seemingly unable to say anything else.
"You just going to look at it all day?" Jaime said. He felt like a
dick egging her on, but he could tell what she wanted and the faster
it went the less chance of being caught.
Katie accepted his invitation without delay, taking his monster in her
tiny hands. It looked even more impressive to Jaime in her grasp than
in his own. She stroked him a few times, her face coming closer with
each motion. Tongue and lips caressed his head and shaft.
"Oh...my turn for wow." Jaime said.
More of his dick disappeared into Katie's mouth every second. It
seemed she wouldn't settle for less than every inch down her throat.
Unable to take the last few inches, she pumped the bottom of his cock
while bobbing up and down on as much of it as she could.
The feeling was intense and wonderful, a brief respite from the
terrible pain of his bruised ribs and head. It was clear Katie was no
stranger to servicing a man. He came in her mouth, not bothering to
warn her.
Where else could it go but down her throat?
An answer was given in short order. Katie gagged as he shot his load
into her mouth, and cum began running out of her nostrils. Jaime could
help but laugh at the sight, and caught himself wondering briefly if
she made a habit of blowing patients.
She turned to leave as he pulled his gown back down over his sticky,
softening penis.
"My shift is almost over, but I'll be back on grave shift tonight."
Katie looked back and winked.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Jaime said.
"What's that?" Katie asked.
"The other patient. You're supposed to check on him." Jaime said.
"Oh right. I almost forgot." She said.
You did forget.
Eyes unwavering as Katie pulled back the curtains on the bed, Jaime
was stunned to see that Justin lay motionless in the bed not three
feet from him.