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Our Nurse Ch. 1 and 2
🕑 Added 2022-02-11 18:00:06 +0000 UTCChapter 1
After years of battling depression, I had finally snapped. With enough Tylenol to kill an elephant in my stomach, the doctors said it was a miracle I was still alive. I still remembered opening my eyes to a doctor's hands.
"Adam, Adam! Are you there?"
Those were the worst words I had ever heard. Was I there? Unfortunately, now, that answer was yes. I was most certainly alive. And here was this son of a bitch slapping me in the face, like a cold shower, telling me I had failed. If a person can't even kill themselves, what could they possibly hope to do right? My parents were behind him, both in tears. Well this was not where I pictured myself after last night. Frankly, I hadn't pictured myself anywhere after last night, per the note I had written.
After months of deliberation, it was agreed that I would now spend my days in a psychiatric ward. I was a danger to myself, and I couldn't be trusted around sharp or pill shaped items. Hearing that certainly didn't help things much. I tried to tell them I wouldn't do it again, but I honestly didn't completely believe that myself. This was the last strike. It was off to the crazy house for me. I guess it was time to get good at chess.
Green Gables was the name. It didn't look like a place for crazies on the outside. The cobblestone walls and overgrown trees were almost inviting. A tall door stood at the top of a short staircase like the entrance to a castle. A man in a white lab coat led me up to the door and stuck his key in the slot. He turned to me and smiled. "You're going to love it here. Don't think of this as the end, think of it as the beginning."
I shrugged. He turned back to the door, his smug smile still plastered on his face. He turned the key and the doors swung open. This was definitely a state of the art facility. At least in terms of aesthetics, the floors were bathed in marble and a beautiful glisten, and the walls were as white as the clouds in a bright summer sky. Nurses were scurrying about in perfect white uniforms behind desks with wide screen monitors.
We continued to the dormitories. Here I would find my room mates. This is where the insane people were housed, insane people like me. I peeked into some of the rooms as we passed them. There were two beds that were practically cots, one on either side of the room. There was a dresser next to each one. Otherwise, the rooms were completely empty. There was a person sitting in one, a skinny girl looking at the floor. She looked quite miserable. Even seeing how glorious the facilities were here, we were people with problems, and not even living in Heaven could make some of us happy. I was hoping I would find a way to enjoy these luxuries.
We made it to a door marked 111. The man knocked on the door and waited for a moment.
"You can come in bro!"
He turned to me. "Rick is a funny character. He is pretty smart and has a good sense of humor. I have a feeling you two will be getting along great." He pushed the door open. I saw Rick, a blonde haired, thin kid who was probably a little bit taller than me. He had a big smile on his face.
"Is this my new roommate?"
"Yes it is," the man in the white coat said.
"Boss! It's so boring in here; it's going to be awesome having a roommate! This is gonna be just like college, just less tests and homework and more partying!" He cheered. He seemed very excited to see me.
"Well I'm all about partying," I replied, trying to keep the excitement going.
He smiled at me warmly. The man in the white coat turned to me. "I'm going to send the nurse in for you so you can get acquainted. You two play nice okay?" We each nodded. He left the room, and I do say in a very trustworthy manner. I was surprised by how respectfully he treated us, considering our potential mental states.
"I'm Rick," he said.
"Adam."
"So what are you in for?" Rick asked me.
"Suicide attempt. You?"
"Same. I think you're going to find that that's how most of us ended up here." He came close to my face. "This place may look like a dream come true, but it's far from it. There is a quiet Hell here. You'll wish you could escape in a few weeks. You're a child in the hands of the nurses here, especially ours. Her name is Candy, and she's a cow. She's big and fat, and she keeps us weak. Nobody here can stand up to her. And so we sit here, day after day, while she manhandles us and keeps us in line. You'll never feel like a man with her around." He pulled back and glanced at the door. "I think she's coming. Go to your bed, quick."
I moved back to my side of the room and put down my stuff. I was unsure of what to think of Rick's warning. Sure, he was a probably a bit off, but I would be living here, so was he right about the nurse who would be taking care of me? I had always had a problem with authority, and nurses, I felt, would be my new enemy. But that's a crazy way to look at it. Then again, I was officially a crazy person, and was in no position to judge those around me, or even myself, with any sense of sanity. I would just have to try my best to cooperate and feel things out.
There was a knock on the door. "Am I ok to come in?"
"Yes Candy," Rick said, obediently.
The door opened, and a large woman entered. I guess Rick was at least partially right. She was huge. She must have been almost six feet tall and somewhere around 300 pounds. To be fair though, she carried a lot of that weight in her chest and her ass. Her top wasn't exactly low cut, but from what little skin I could see, she was holding some serious breasts in there. Her bottom half was also quite wide. Her chest bounced up and down with every step she took, as did her curly blonde hair. She had piercing blue eyes, and a name tag labeled Candy.
"Hi sweetie, my name is Candy. I'm the nurse for this floor. What's your name?"
She had a very sweet voice. "I'm... Adam."
She leaned forward, displaying a mountain of cleavage. Her large breasts were now threatening to explode out of her top. I had to be careful to not get caught staring, but it was really quite distracting. I tried to shake myself loose. "Ok, hi Adam. I'm going to fill out this form with you okay? Will you help me?"
I could sense some babying in her tone. I wasn't sure how I felt about it, except that maybe Rick was right. "Of course, I can answer anything."
"Thank you," she said, smiling. She pulled out a clip board. "I need your height, weight, allergies, and anything else you want me to know about you."
"I'm 5'6", 135 pounds, no allergies, and I'm pretty simple."
Candy scribbled all that down. "Okay, I like a simple boy. Is there anything I can get you before I go?"
I shook my head.
"Okay, well I'll notate all of this in my computer. I'll be seeing you soon cutie!" she said as she turned to leave. Her ass was huge. Whether I wanted to or not, I knew I would be seeing a lot of her.
Chapter 2
My first day had been a nice, relaxing change of pace. Green Gables was one of the nicest places I had ever seen. The facility was one of the nicest places I had ever seen. I was beginning to think those Tylenol pills had worked and I wound up in heaven. My room mate, Rick, seemed like a cool enough guy, and we appeared to have a lot in common, including reasons for being here. The surroundings had pulled me in, to the point where I was optimistic about the future, for the first time in my life.
The next morning, when I woke up, I got dressed and headed to the cafe for breakfast. The smell of breakfast wafting through the air warmed my nostrils as when I opened the door. I had always been a fan of my mother's cooking, but the delectable foods in my immediate vicinity could easily serve as a close second. French toast, pancakes, biscuits, everything was there, like a buffet in my dreams. We were so lucky to be here, where so many clearly cared for our happiness. I only wondered if people got sick of such treatment; I would certainly meet some new people today.
I grabbed a little bit of everything and found a seat. I was apparently early, and there were not a whole lot of people in here yet. It was probably for the better; I was going to town on all of this amazing food and I probably looked like some kind of food obsessed monster. I heard the door swing open and I saw a girl enter the cafeteria. She was skinny, with brown hair. She looked a bit snooty, and she only grabbed one french toast. Her eyes met mine, and, after filling up a cup with water, she made her way to my table.
"Can I sit here?"
I looked up at her. She was a very pretty girl. "Of course. I'm Adam."
She sat down, sliding her tray on the table. "I'm Stephanie. You must be new here. I haven't seen you here before."
"Yeah, I just showed up yesterday. I absolutely love it here! It's such a nice place."
She scoffed. "This place is miserable. The staff is full of idiots, the food is garbage, and our nurse is a cow."
"You mean Candy? She seemed really nice. I mean I only just met her and all but-"
"Ugh, she's the worst. She's always forcing me to eat and telling me I need to gain weight. These people don't realize I'm happy with being thin. I'd rather be skinny than be a big titted cow like Candy. I swear each one of those things is bigger than a basketball. They probably have their own magnetic pull."
I could sense some hostility in her voice. There was some kind of hatred boiling in her seemingly cold heart. Piecing the clues together, I assumed she suffered from some kind of eating disorder. I always felt I was unqualified to guess at what they were. There were the usuals: anorexia, bulimia, over eating. However, I understood that I was a dumb kid that knew nothing, so I shouldn't be diagnosing others.
"That sucks," I said, trying to sound sympathetic but not attacking anyone. "I guess I'd have to get to know these people better. You look perfectly fine to me, it seems weird that they would try to force you to eat."
"See, you get it!" she said, now worked up into a frenzy. "Look, I have some classes, so I gotta run. We gotta hang out sometime. Tomorrow?"
"I can't imagine I have anything booked for that day, so sounds great," I said, chuckling. She smiled at me and walked away, her little frame going with her.
The rest of my day was fun. I was introduced to some of the other patients in a few different classes. I wasn't forced to reveal my problems yet, but I was starting to feel like that didn't even matter. We were all there with our issues, and nothing was going to hide that we were imperfects. At least Green Gables was set up to welcome us in such a supportive way. The day was just more positive reinforcement, a statement of how much better of a place I was in.
I had turned in for the day, refreshed and in a really good mood. Rick and I talked briefly. He mentioned that Candy was coming in later to give him a massage and read him a story. He laughed when he said it. I was starting to get the impression that he was not totally on the up and up, but it was entertaining enough that I wasn't too worried about it.
I got under the blankets and waited. The door opened shortly there after and Candy walked in. I pretended to be asleep.
"Hey Ricky," I heard Candy say. She sat down on a stool she brought in. I opened my eyes and looked at her from behind. Her butt was huge, her big cheeks each hanging wide off of either side of the stool. Her skirt was straining to contain it.
"Hi mommy," I heard him say. Well that was weird. I could see his face from the side of her big ass. He gave me a wink. He moaned loudly as she gave him a back massage. "Be gentle with me mommy."
After about twenty minutes, she was apparently done. "Ricky, are you ready for your story?"
"Yes, mommy, can you hold me while you read it to me?"
She gave a chuckle and a sigh. "Okay dear." She scooped him up and cradled him like a baby. My eyes grew wide watching her turn in a 90 degree angle. She didn't even break a swear. Rick rested on her lap, her large right breast hovering precariously over his head. There was no way they could see each others faces. She was wearing her white nurse uniform again, but I will say that there was more cleavage than last time. Stephanie may have been right, her boobs were gigantic. Quite frankly, I wouldn't have been surprised if they did work like a tractor beam. I will admit they had some kind of pull on my eyes. I was a male, flesh and blood, and most of that blood was rushing to one of my lower extremities. Ricky reached up and touched her right breast (covered of course).
When she was done with the book, she held him a little longer. He tried climbing up her bosom a little further, and she helped him up, resting his head on her boob. "I need you to go to sleep now Ricky, okay?"
"Yes mommy," he said.
She laid him down on the bed and pulled his blanket over him. "Good night." And she walked away, or at least out of my view from inside the blanket. I closed my eyes, getting ready to go to sleep, when I heard my name. "Adam."
My eyes opened. There in front of me were Candy's boobs, bulging in her tight white blouse. Gravity was trying to pull them to the floor, it seemed. I had the sudden urge to jump in and make camp, but I resisted. "Yeah," I said, pretending to be tired.
"Mind coming with me?" she asked in her sweet voice.
"Sure, want me to-"
With that, she lifted me up, pulling me out of my blankets in the process. Her strength was incredible. In the blink of an eye, I was hanging over her shoulder. "I know you were awake. I think we need to have a little chat, little boy."
"Umm, yes ma'am."
"Good." She marched out of the room and closed the door behind her. I had no idea what was going on.
Comments
Taxman72
Slow start but a teasing end. Can't wait for more
james rick
Would love to see a part 3
