Hospital Whorehouse

The nights at St. Mary's were usually quiet, even in the ED where Mark worked. It was a huge hospital, well known for their cutting edge cancer research and neuro treatment. For this reason they usually had older patients, well into their 60, but every now and then they got younger patients. Tonight was different though, something felt... Off. But Mark couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He sat at his desk charting on one of his patients, the fluorescent lights buzzing incessantly like cicadas during the summer. It was starting to give him a headache. Didn't help he worked night shift.

The patient he was charting on was in unlucky room 13. Healthcare workers were superstitious like that, and so every nurse dreaded the nights they were assigned 13. Mark smiled to himself as he recalled one time where he had a patient with C-Diff in that room. It wasn't so funny then when that person projectile shat across the room, but looking back now it was definitely amusing.

Mark was typing away when his one room's call light went off. He groaned to himself, this man was a weirdo. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but something was off about him. Maybe it was the thinning grey hair that was slicked back and the stained wife beater he wore, or fact that he was an overweight oldie that seemed to leer at all the female nurses. He didn't know or care to find out. He had come in for "penis pain," which, if you worked healthcare at all, you'd know that was a somewhat common thing to come in for. Didn't matter to Mark, he didn't like him.

The light continued to flash and an a loud audible ding chimed in time with it. Gabbie, the nurse who had an assignment right next to his got up and stretched. She was quite the smoke show, well actually, a lot of the nurses here were smoke shows. However, he had a soft spot for Gabbie. She wasn't very tall, had gorgeous jet black hair, was a slim build, but an ass the die for. He didn't blame 13 for gawking at her when they brought him back. Mark would've too.

Gabbie sighed as she came out of her stretch. "I'll get it. I need to walk around and do something or else I'm gonna fall asleep." He smiled at that. He didn't blame her, the nights could drag on if it was slow (which it usually was).

Gabbie walked over and opened the door, greeting the patient and asking how she could help. She gently closed the door behind her and disappeared into the room. Mark went back to charting away, getting all his vitals down and seeing what the doc had preordered. As he went over the chart he heard a bang on the door that rattled the wall. Then another, and another, and another.

Mark stood up and walked over to the room. He knocked on the door and immediately it cracked open. Gabbie poked her head out, but something seemed off. Her hair was messy, and was it being pulled back? "Hey, whuuuuu... What do you... Uuuhhn... need?" Something was ringing alarm bells at Mark, but his mind wasn't connecting the dots. He saw the patient directly behind her, completely naked, smiling like a retard. He heard clapping noises and Gabbie seemed to bouncing back and forth.

Whatever, his mind thought. The patient needs to be naked to get a full assessment. And Gabbie might just need to go pee or something. Doing the potty dance. His hunch seemed true as she yelped in front of him and pissed all over the floor. Her legs shook and her eyes crossed. Damn, she must've really needed to go. He looked at the patient again, but was something different? He seemed to be speaking, but he couldn't hear anything. Oh well, crazy old bastard.

"No I just heard the door and wanted to check you were all good." Gabbie stood there, barely. She was holding onto the door and door frame for stability. Her legs obviously weak and her scrubs pulled down to her knees.

"Oh yee-ah. I'm ffffine. More than fine." Something plopped onto the ground. A white creamy glob of something fell out from between her legs and right into her panties. Maybe she has an infection and had some discharge? Again his mind jumping to the most rational conclusion.

"Well okay, let me know if you need any help in there." The door instantly shut in his face. He stood there for a moment. What had he just witnessed? He tried to recall, but for some reason the conversation seemed distant. Gabbie had to use the restroom, but the patient had needs that were required to be addressed? Yeah, sounds about right. He sat down at his desk and charted that the patient had used the restroom. Because that was what happened, right? Yeah.

Mark finished up charging then slumped back into his chair. He pulled out his phone and started scrolling TikTok. With only one patient, he had caught up on all he had to do. As he was doomscrolling the doctor walked up. Doctor Angela White. She was a beautiful busty bombshell. Aussie too, meaning she had that foreign accent that just added to her sexiness.

"Hey Mark, how's room 13 doing?" He quickly stashed his phone in his pocket and stood up.

"He's doing good. Gabbie is currently in there helping him out." He replied. He could smell her perfume, which you weren't really supposed to have in the hospital. Not that he was complaining.

"Good, I'm gonna go in and see if he needs pain meds and get to know him. Let him know we'll get some basic labs to start hopefully getting a better picture of what's going on."

"Sounds good doc." They both approached the door. Mark reached out and opened the door.

Sitting on the bed, her knees tucked under her, perfectly still, and perfectly naked, was Gabbie. The patient was peeing into her mouth. The smell was potent, very acidic, and the only sound was Gabbie gulping as fast as she could. She coughed, spraying piss all over the place.

"Oh..." Doctor White said in shock. The man turned around and smirked at her. "Getting a urine sample Gabbie?" Doctor White immediately walked up to the computer and badged in. 13 turned around and sat on the bed, his fully erect cock sticking out towards Doctor White.

That dick is tiny. Like maybe an inch and a half long. Mark thought. "Oh my God. That is huge." White said. Huh? Something isn't right here. Marks mind suddenly felt like it was splitting.

The man looked at Mark, an evil smile upon his face. Mark realized that nothing was out of the ordinary. The man was just giving Gabbie a urine sample. Nothing more, nothing less. Mark pulled out his phone and then suddenly he was at his desk. He rubbed his eyes and charted that the patient was being helped to the bathroom. Once he was done he slumped back into his chair again.

He pulled out his phone and realized he was in the camera app. He could see there was a new video. He clicked on it and saw Doctor White, mouth open, as the patient came in her mouth.

Gabbie was frozen completely naked in the background. Her small tits soaked in some sort of liquid, and her mouth and eyes wide open like she was shocked at something. She just stared off into nothing as White gurgled on cum. I have this video to help assess the patient. The thought smashed into his mind like a sledgehammer. Mark dismissed the video and went back to work, charting a semen sample by Doctor White. Is that something we did here? Must be if White was collecting one.

He was bored again so Mark pulled out his phone. A different video pulled up this time...

Hmm, okay. He charted Doctor White performing an oral swab. Tonight was moving slowly, but he was okay with that. More time to read his book. Mark put down his phone, replacing it with the novel he was slowly trudging through.