The New Coach Chapter 28 (Scott's PoV)

Scott’s PoV:

I didn’t know how many hours I was **** in the darkness. I slowly opened my eyes as I regained my consciousness. My memories of what happened seemed to be blurrier than before. I could still remember the doctor giving me an injection of antibiotics as she claimed. And then I felt dizzy and hot. I called the nurse. Two nurses came to my room. There was something about their appearances, but it was where my memories started to be blurry. I couldn’t remember clearly how they look. What I could remember was they had a pretty hot body that filled their skimpy nurse clothing. No, that couldn’t be right. No way the hospital would let them wear that kind of clothing. I felt doubtful of my memories. The nurse was saying something to me, but I couldn’t remember any of their talk. I tried harder to recall our talk, but I could only remember a few words. Mommy and cock. Why did I suddenly think of my mother and my cock? Yeah, I had the hot for my mom. But no way did I talk about that with the nurse.

Check your cock, dummy. I realized that whatever we talked about. It might be related to my cock. I then noticed that I had soiled my pants with my jizz. I pulled down my pants and saw my cock. Maybe because it was limp now, but I felt it was smaller than usual. I did hope that was just my feeling. I tried to stimulate it by stroking my cock a few time to see whether it just my feeling or my cock got smaller.

The door to my room then opened in such an unfortunate moment before I could pull up my pants. Aunt Gail walked in and gasped. She looked tired and had some complicated expression on her face.

“I’m sorry.” I said to Aunt Gail as I pulled my pants.

She was not impressed with what I did. “Did you just try to masturbate in the hospital room, Scott?”

“No…I don’t…” I denied.

She looked at me for a minute; she stared at the soiled spot on my pants and then back staring at my face. “Tell me the truth.”

“Please believe me, I’m not trying to masturbate. I was just checking my cock! I think my cock getting smaller so I want to check how big my cock when I get a boner.” I tried to explain to her.

She gave me a disappointed look and then let out a sigh.

“You will be discharged tomorrow morning. The doctor already gave the green light. You should be fine to resume medication with outpatient treatment.”

_Tomorrow morning…_Her words made me recall I didn’t know how long I passed out. “Aunt Gail, what time is it right now?”

“It’s 8 in the evening. What about it?” Aunt Gail answered.

“It’s 8 in the evening already? No way! Don’t you mean 8 in the morning?”

“I am not in the mood for joking, Scott. See for yourself.” Aunt Gail walked toward the window and opened the curtain.

It was already dark outside. This meant I was already **** for almost 12 hours. What the hell happened before I fell ****?

“Aunt, could you help me check the list of visitors, nurses, and doctors that came to my room today?’

“Why?”

“It might be hard for you to believe, but I have been **** for almost 12 hours since Dr. Cordelia gave me my medication. That wasn’t normal, right? Maybe someone tried to put me in such a deep sleep so they could take advantage of me. So, please help me check.”

Aunt Gail was in deep thought for a moment. “Fine, I will check it for you.”

“Thank you, Auntie.”

Aunt Gail then moved to my side and proceeded to remove the IV drip from my wrist. “I should only take this off tomorrow morning according to the procedure, but Cordelia wanted me to remove it from you tonight. With how you found yourself **** for 12 hours, it is indeed a little suspicious.”

After she finished removing the IV drips. Aunt Gail gave me another warning, “It’s better to stay in the room, but it’s fine if you want to get some fresh air a bit, but no leaving the hospital grounds, and you need to get back to this room later. Don’t make things hard for me. Do you understand?”

I nodded.

“Oh right, your mom brought you some spare clothes, they are in the wardrobe, you should change those nasty, soiled pants of yours,” Aunt Gail said before she left the room.

I checked the wardrobe as my aunt suggested. I was speechless and horrified. There were a few of my casual clothing, but there’s none man brief in there but several cute women’s panties, the panties I brought before when I went out with her and Raven. There was also a cute polkadot dress, and a long blonde wig.

Has mom really been freed from her brainwash or this isn’t done by mom? Doubt filled my mind when I looked at the clothes in the wardrobe. Somehow, my focus was taken by those panties, dress, and wig. They were calling me like a green goblin mask.

No, I wasn’t a sissy. I had been freed from Darel’s mind control. But why…Not only did I start to doubt my mom, I started to doubt myself too. I felt like I would start going crazy if this continued.

I quickly took a spare t-shirt and pants then closed the wardrobe before I got tempted to put one of these cute, silly, girly panties on.

It was almost midnight when I felt my stomach growl. The second floor hallway was almost empty. At the nurse station, I didn’t see my aunt, but there was another nurse manning the station alone. If my memories serve me right, the nurse's name is Victoria. My aunt spoke well of her, but when I looked at nurse Victoria, she didn’t seem to be the type that my aunt would like to befriend. The nurse looked vain, she was busy fixing her makeup with a pocket mirror in one hand and lipstick in the other hand. She had huge golden hoop earrings decorating her ears. Her uniform had their top three buttons unbuttoned to show her ample cleavage. What a bimbo.

“Excuse me, can you tell me where I could buy some food at this time inside the hospital?” I tried to ask the platinum-haired nurse but she didn’t give me any glance at all as if I didn’t exist and she could hear me.

“Excuse me…” I tried to call her a few times.

Finally, she gave me a bit of her attention. She looked at me with disdain. “What?”

“Can you tell me where I could buy some food at this time inside the hospital?”

“First floor. Just go right after the stairs, go straight until you meet a dead end, and you will find your food.” She answered, and then went back to making sure she had perfect makeup again.

I went down the stairs, following her instructions I turned right and went straight, I reached the dead end but I didn’t find any place that sold any food, instead I stumbled into the warehouse. At least it was a warehouse, not a morgue.

I stopped in my tracks, I seemed to hear something coming from deep inside the warehouse. Women’s voice. I already felt a goosebump all over my body. I was about to exit the room, and I heard another voice. A moan. It wasn’t a ghost. It came from someone. My fear changed into curiosity and I started to walk toward the voice source.

I almost gasped when I saw who was behind the moan, but I managed to cover my mouth before I let out my voice. I then hid behind the shelves. I saw my mom and aunt Gail. Both were in their underwear, mom with her lacy underwear and pantyhose, aunt Gail in her plain cotton underwear. My mom was standing straight, and Aunt Gail was on her knees.

“Anna, please forgive me, please let me make up for being a bitch to you all this time, just let me taste it once more. I need it.” Aunt Gail said with glassy eyes.

“So, how do you plan on making up for your behavior to me?”

“I promise to respect your actions.”

“Just that? What a useless resolution. I don’t need your respect.”

“No, I mean, let me worship and obey you. I will live to make you happy in every way I can imagine, and I will never get tired of serving you. I will be your humble, happy bully **** on your beck and call. I will spend the rest of my life showing you my gratitude and my adoration for you without a single complaint.”

Aunt Gail’s face was bright red as she continued “All that I have is yours, just let me lay beneath the soles of your beautiful feet.”

My mom chuckled. “No longer so self-righteous aren’t you? Your side of genetics is really full of pathetic weak worms, I regret marrying your irresponsible brother so much.”

“Yes, yes, my side of the family is pathetic. I am sorry that you need to marry my weak brother.”

My mom lifted her right foot and put them down on Aunt Gail’s face. She exerted some **** so aunt Gail fell on her back. My mother was standing over my aunt, her feet pressing over her face. But aunt Gail didn’t resist. I could see that she was licking my mom’s pantyhose clad sole. My mom rubbed her feet several times on aunt Gail’s nose to imprint her scent to aunt gail’s olfactory.

I saw aunt Gail’s hip bucking and she started to leak some juice. She was wet from having feet pressed on her face.

My mom finally lifted her feet off aunt Gail’s face.

“No!” Aunt Gail yelled.

“Do you mean to put my feet down on her face again.”

“Y-yes.” My aunt stuttered in response.

“Say that you love me.” My mom ordered

"I love you," my aunt said with a trembling voice.

"Louder, say like you mean it. Beg me!"

"I love you, Anna. Please, please put your feet on my face again."

My mom guffawed. "Oh, Gail. You're so cute when you're pathetic. But unfortunately, I can’t reciprocate your love. You're not my type. I feel like I got scammed. Only you feel the pleasure from me rubbing my feet on your face. What’s for me? Ah, I know."

My mom turned around and presented her ass to aunt Gail. “Rim my asshole with your tongue.”

Aunt Gail finally showed some hesitation, and my mom noticed this.

“So much for all the talk of submission. It seems you still need another few sessions before you could be a perfect nasty toy.” My mom walked to the other corner of the room and picked a tablet phone that laid on top of a desk.

My mom showed the tablet’s screen to aunt Gail. I watched how aunt Gail’s jaw slackened and her eyes became dull. I knew it very well. Whatever my mom showed to Aunt Gail was hypnotizing her.

I turned back, trying to escape the place, but then from the other side, I saw Hannah come approaching me. She was the help I needed.

“Agent Hannah, why are you here?” I asked her in a whisper.

She smiled. “To show you this.” It was too late for me to realize that Hannah brought the same tablet as my mom. She showed the screen to me. A spiral filled screen. It was another subliminal screen. I tried to resist it. I had been exposed to subliminal several times, and regained my consciousness a few times. I can resist this. But my confidence was quickly shattered, I felt my thoughts destroyed and I can only see the spiral in my mind.

Hannah smirked. “Not even me managed to resist this subliminal when I was caught off-guard.”

“Agent Bitch, is that you?” My mom asked.

“Yeah, it’s me, look at the rat I found peeping at you two. Rat, come out.” Hannah ordered.

I walked out from behind the shelves.

“So, what should we do with this rat?” Hannah asked my mom.

“Well, I want to punish him for peeping at me, but making him blind was against the master's wishes. He wanted this worm to witness everything being taken from him. So, let’s do this instead…”

To be continued.

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