Leslie Hart (Nurse Smothers)

You're still reeling from the extra punishment Sadie just put you through when you hear a sweet voice say, "Oh my, are you alright?" You look up to see a blond woman, wearing a traditional nurse's outfit, staring at you with tender concern. Just as she notices your tiny, weary body, you can't help but notice her body, and it's smoking hot. Her uniform is clearly too small for her extremely curvy body. The edge of her skirt reaches just below the curve of her big, round ass, and her top, unable to fully contain her massive bosom, is unbuttoned enough to show off her abundant cleavage. Still lying on the bench, you silently gawp at the medical angel hurriedly approaching you, her eyes filled with compassion and pity while her body bounces with every step. Upon reaching you, she looks you over once more and says, "Oh you poor thing. You must be the new wrestler Miss Hizuki told me about. I take it your first match didn't go too well, did it, sweetie?"

You manage to sit your weary body up and say, "Uh no, not really, Miss...?

"Oh, silly me: Forgot to introduce myself! I'm Nurse Leslie," she says cheerfully. "I'm in charge of the clinic here, so I take care of any of our wrestlers that get hurt," she continues. "I occasionally make rounds in the locker rooms after a match, to see if there's anyone who needs me to give them a quick looksie after their match." Leslie bends over, giving you a closer look at her smiling face as well as her bouncy cleavage. "I just wasn't expecting to find a cute little thing like you today. Oooh, I'm gonna have so much fun taking care of you," she sings. You blush, both at her comment and the sight of her gorgeous face and distracting cleavage, but, despite how sincere Leslie seems, something has got you worried.

Normally, you'd be the last to complain if a hot nurse wants to take care of you, but she's giving off the same vibes you got from Sadie as well as Miss Hizuki, the damned woman who got you in this mess. You think she may have stolen a few glances at the firm tent you've still been pitching ever since Sadie teased you then left, but you can't quite tell, especially since you've been doing the same with her amazing cleavage. Regardless, for your own safety, you think you should try and steer clear of this woman. "Uh, thanks for offering, Nurse Leslie, but I think I'm fine, really. I just need some time to rest."

Leslie refuses to take no for an answer. "Nonsense. You clearly need some TLC, and, with me taking care of you, you'll be feeling better in no time. Now come here." Her caregiver switch flipped, Leslie sits on the bench next to you, resting your weary head on her large, pillowy thigh as she contemplates her next move. "Hmm, now what would be the best treatment method for you?"

You give a large gulp, as all you can see above your head is the awe-inspiring sight of Leslie's tremendous breasts gently swaying in her clingy, white outfit. The distracting sight makes it hard for you to think, but this precarious position with such an extremely-endowed woman is already giving you flashbacks to your match with Sadie, making you even more nervous. You're still to weak to get up and move, so you try talking things out with Leslie again. "Really, Nurse Leslie, I'm fine. You don't need to go through all this troub--"

Your pleas are silenced by Leslie crossing her legs in a quick but sexy motion, gently raising her leg enough to bury your head against the underside of her vast breast. "Shush. Good patients must be quiet when the nurse is taking care of them," she scolds.

Freaking out from suddenly getting smothered, you yell and demand that Leslie let you go, but, practically **** on Leslie's bosom, your muffled yells only amount to pleasant ticking vibrations against her.

Trapping you in her clutches, Leslie takes a hand and gently traces your chest with her feminine fingers, making you squirm against her more. "Keep being naughty, little boy, and I'll have to keep showing you why they call me Nurse Smothers here," she says in an authoritative but sexy tone. She's like a wet nurse sternly reprimanding a naughty child while still coddling him, knowing full well what it is that's keeping her in charge. Leslie smirks when she eyes your still-hard erection in your shorts, now throbbing from her stimulation. She loves how easily she's gotten a rise out of her newest patient. "Now, what to do with you?"