His mother called.

Mrs. Carter whispered to him. “Your being pulled out of class.”

“Why?”

“A dentist appointment. Your mother is waiting for you and the front desk.”

“Aw,” Nate groaned. He completely forgot that was today. He was looking forward to spending this day at school, but it couldn’t be helped. He gathered up his belongings and wales back the way he came, disappointed that he wasted his time going to class in the first place.

When he reached the front office, he decided to not retrieve his clothes from his counselor, and instead went strait to the main office. If he was going to be interrupted, he was going to make the best of it.

“Nate! What happened?” said his mother.

Nate mind controlled the receptionist.

“I lost my clothes.”

“What? How?” she turned around. “What kind of school is this?”

“Sorry M’am, but we don’t have anything in the lost and found.”

“So my boy was just left to attend his classes nude?”

“Mom, we don’t have time for this.”

“Nate, I…”

“No. Mom, we don’t have time for this.” He emphasized this last part both verbally and mentally.

“Fine,” she said, then turned to the lady behind the desk, “but I’ll be back.”

They walked out of the front doors together .

“The least you could do is cover yourself with your backpack,” said his mother.

“Why? Everyone else already saw me naked.”

“How long were you like this for?”

“Most of the day,” he lied, but in his head he also savored the thought of it being true.

The urgency he pressed on her mind was still there, so she insisted that that had no time to stop at home for him to change.

‘Perfect,’ Nate thought, as he rode in the passenger seat with his backpack in his lap.

One long, awkward, mostly silent car ride later they pulled into the parking lot and walked in the front door. He took a seat in the corner against the wall where the receptionist’s window was, just out of sight, while his mother checked him in. Unfortunately, there wasn’t anyone else in the waiting room.

A woman in scrubs walked out and called his name, startled when she saw him. He convinced her to hold her objections until they got to the room. As he passed the receptionist window he was not seen as she was turned around looking through some files. Him and his dentist’s assistant walked back to the room with the chair and equipment.

“So,” she said. He didn’t even let her finish. He had had this conversation so many times through various scenarios he got himself into.

“I have a medical condition,” he said. “An allergy to most fabric. This is temporary until I can get an outfit I can wear. I had a doctors note. My mother gave it to the lady at the front desk.”

“Okay,” the assistant said. It didn’t take much effort to make her believe it. It made sense. It was ridiculous, but so was the situation. After all, he did walk in here, past his mother, past the lady at the desk. So she assumed she could believe his story. She told him to take a seat.

“It won’t irritate your condition, will it?”

“It’ll be fine.”

“Okay.”

She clipped the bib around his neck, now the only think he was wearing, then laid him back in the chair.

She poked and prodded his mouth, checking for anything immediately wrong. While she did he looked up at her blue eyes. Most of her features were hidden under the face mask, but she looked very pretty. He felt himself getting hard. It didn’t help that the horizontal orientation and the lack of anything it do was making him sleepy. He had gotten erections before at the dentist, but with nothing to hide it his member shot strait up and strong. He could see she noticed, but didn’t say anything. He thought about that gloved hand reaching down and stroking him, all apart of he procedure of course. But by the time his mind returned to reality she was done.

After she had finished cleaning his teeth she left to get the dentist himself, and older man whom Nate didn’t care for. He knew that for his health he shouldn’t skip it, but he didn’t find being naked in front of his dentist to be very arousing, and he didn’t have any clothes to change into.