A Nurse's Inspection

Naomi Terada looked up as Ren Amamiya entered her office. The transfer student was surprisingly innocuous looking for an aspiring yakuza.

He was tall and lean, but not particularly muscular. Tousled black hair, glasses perched on an unassuming, almost feminine face. A bookish sort of boy, he reminded her of how her younger brother used to look.

"Well alright. You must be Ren Amamiya. Go ahead and take off your clothes, please."

He glanced back at the open door to the hallway, "Take off my clothes?! What? I don't have any weapons! You can just pat me down if need be but this is crazy!"

Naomi glared at the boy, "You're a joker, huh? Spare me. From everything I've heard you are on thin ice and can't afford to mess around. Now strip!"

He looked disoriented for a moment, his brow furrowing and she thought he might have some sort of headache that was contributing to his surliness. Naomi could relate.

Finally, he glared back at her, "I'm not stripping for you! And what's the point of a physical inspection anyway? This is getting ridiculous."

"My, you certainly have guts." Naomi commented, now finally seeing his true delinquent nature in those smouldering eyes through those black frames.

She turned away from him and looked back at her laptop. No sense in indulging in the boy's confrontational nature, "If you want to be a citizen at this school then I suggest you obey the laws of our little 'kingdom'."

It had just been a little play on words, but her emphasis on them seemed to almost physically affect Ren as he blinked and looked away with each one.

"I don't care one way or the other, but I imagine the consequences for you Amamiya-san, are a bit more serious than the average student…"

She wasn't looking but she sensed more than heard the boy wince. He probably really did have a migraine and she would give him some aspirin at the end of this fun little incident.

"Fine." He muttered finally, "Sure, not like I mind showing it off..."

She watched him head for the door and start to close it and she snapped quickly, "Leave that open."

It would be highly inappropriate for her to be doing this privately after all.

"Seriously?" He queried, turning back to her before half leaning out the door pointing, "There's an open door to a full class across the way."

Now her own headache was flaring, "Your point?"

He gave her a look she'd seen a million times before from smart-aleck know it all students.

"Look. Can I get a second opinion here? How do I know you aren't some crazy person?"

She stared at him and tried to silently communicate the full **** of her, 'I am so done with this' feeling before resolutely turning her attention back to the excel spreadsheet open on her screen.

Naomi was gratified to hear the rustling sound of clothes coming off a few moments later.

Since taking this job, she'd seen far more than her fair share of male genitalia. The thrill as they say was thoroughly gone. So she pointedly kept entering her data for a bit before finally bringing up Ren Amamiya's currently blank statistics page.

Picking up her clipboard, she turned in her rolling chair to regard the eighteen-year old transfer student who was now topless and undoing the fly of his pants. He was not particularly muscled but he had a good form, no excess fat at all. Good posture, shoulders back. He'd probably become a little Adonis under Kamoshida-sama's intense training regimen should he be so lucky to be selected.

Naomi couldn't help but pay attention as he started to drop his pants. It was clear Ren had quite the high opinion of himself. She was looking forward to knowing his true measure.

Her eyes latched onto the black fuzz of his pubic hair as he chose to drop both his pants and underwear at the same time. The first inch of Ren's dick came into view immediately arresting in its girth.

Then came another.

Then another.

And another...

It was like a magic trick as the pants fell down, still more wrist-thick shaft was revealed.

Where the vast majority of the male students and indeed her husband too had a few inches of penis lying tucked up amongst their balls when flaccid, Ren had a full-sized, no, a super-sized schlong dangling before a curtain-like, no less impressively sized scrotum.

Finally, the glans appeared, purplish and shiny, it jutted menacingly wider than the shaft, already much larger than her husband's ever got. It honestly looked like what she'd idly fantasized Kamoshida-sama must have had.

Ren bent down and stepped out of his pants and underwear, sending his incredible endowment swinging around. It slapped against his thighs as he straightened.

"Oh, my," Naomi breathed out softly and her heart rate increased slightly. She'd never seen anything like it, the clipboard falling from her limp hand as she stared in shock.

His... everything hung halfway to his knees.

There was no hiding the fact that he was enormously endowed.

"Uh… ah! I'm sorry! I wasn't expecting-" she flushed with both embarrassment and unwilling arousal as she fought to regain her mental footing.

There was a smug smirk in Ren's tone, "-my large size? You're the one that asked for it, nurse-san..."

"It's Naomi." She found herself giving him just her first name breathlessly as she leaned down in her seat, scrambling to pick up her clipboard blindly as she stared at the gently pulsing dick hovering in front of her face, "but... yes, I wasn't. Not a boy your age…"

"Heh. Okay then. What now?"

Naomi gathered her wits and shook her head, forcing herself to focus on her work as she reached for her measuring tape and got to her feet.

Still flustered, she took solace in the long familiar routine of student inspection, giving Ren commands as she charted his body's dimensions. She got his height, the width of his shoulders, and waist as well as his arm span.

She checked his heart rate, blood pressure, and temperature; recording it all. All throughout she did her best to be quick and efficient, maintaining her composure even as she was intensely aware of the presence of Ren's massive member, her own private parts reacting very strongly to it.

Then, of course, it was finally time for the main event. Penis size was an indicator of virility, of excess testosterone, factors that would contribute to athletic strength. Certainly Kamoshida-sama was hung like a horse. Not that Naomi had seen it but the Olympic stud had his pick of the female students naturally, and the rumors were rampant.

She knelt before Ren, extremely conscious of the juicy pencil-thick vein winding down the top of the lengthy flaccid shaft.
Holding the tape measure pressed to the light fuzz of his pubic bone, she ran the strip down the length of his penis and read the number right at the very top of the boy's plump cockhead. "Oh my, nine and a half inches long and not even erect!"
The testicles came next and Naomi gingerly took the big shaft into her hand, lifting the hot heavy flesh out of the way before telling him to hold it for her.

“This is so fucked up.” murmured Ren as he did as instructed, the fire of lust perfectly evident in both his eyes and voice as Namoi did her best not to respond to the intense eroticism of the situation.

His balls hung low between his thighs, clearly burdened under their own weight, a massive smooth hairless scrotum. Their sheer size should have been farcical, so bloated beyond the capacity of normal anatomy that they looked ready to explode. But there was no denying that they were impressively proportioned, a pair of enormous orbs suspended comfortably from his groin, each of them a full handful of meaty flesh. Somehow the mere sight of which, reached down deep into her womb and made her squirm with womanly desire.

She quickly wrapped the tape measure around his glands in three different orientations, her eyes widening as she read the number and quickly added it to the sheet on the clipboard: eleven and a half inches, a far cry from the near universal five to six inches of the male population of Shujin.

"So... Why exactly does the school need to know the size of my balls?" Asked Ren, rather less resistant now that he had a woman handling his genitals.

"Because it's vital information," Naomi said calmly and authoritatively as she took the opportunity to fondle the hefty danglers. "A strong healthy pair of testicles is indicative of physical fitness and athletic prowess. The testicles produce testosterone and that hormone is responsible for the development of the penis, the muscle-building process. Puberty is a crucial time in a boy's life, and this information will help us select the best athletes for the academy's volleyball team."

"What the- who gives a shit about volleyball? I don't even-" exclaimed Ren feelingly, "I mean- if it was baseball or football-maybe it makes sense. But volleyball is a stupid fucking American sport.”

"It is a very popular sport among the youth of Japan," Naomi said coolly. "A highly competitive and prestigious pastime. You would take pride in being selected for the team, rather than complaining about it."

"Yeah, yeah, sure," Ren replied sarcastically.

Naomi ignored his words, and regarded the enormous shaft before her, "Now if you would stimulate your... member, I need to acquire an erect measurement."

He sighed heavily, "Seriously? I'm not doing that. I'm only going along with this bullshit because I don't want to get expelled. If you want me hard, do it yourself, lady."

Naomi Terada relented with only a brief glare up at the willful boy, taking his big enviable member into her hands and tugging forcefully.

She’d been the point person for inspecting the entire student body. Only a few months ago, classes had been suspended so that the entire faculty could assist in the official physical examination of every student in the gym. The vast majority of the male students had been able to achieve immediate erections thanks to either the prospect of a female authority figure touching their privates or the titillating view of their female peers being inspected nearby. A minority, however, had needed ‘help’ in expressing themselves fully.

The task of pumping a number of meager penises had been a base chore for many of the female teachers and staff that day. Naomi had been one of those women, but she felt an unseemly shiver of excitement run down her spine as she took this boy's thick ponderous shaft into her hands and began to stroke.

The absurdly big penis quickly began to jelq, blood coaxing towards that gorgeous glans. She marveled at its growing mass and stiffness. Like no penis she’d ever felt before. It began to lift towards the ceiling, pointing past her face which was, to her mortification, fixed in a slack jawed expression as she stared at the bulging veins along the thick piece of meat mere inches from her lips. It belched startlingly gunky precum down the shaft and over her fingers.

Naomi didn't care; she wasn't there to enjoy the sight of Ren's erection. She was there to gather data on the transfer student's athletic prowess. The fact that the boy had a nasty, enormous, throbbing beast of cock that looked impossibly huge was of no concern of hers.

She laid out the measuring tape atop the massive alabaster shaft, holding it taut, then began to measure, her eyes trained on the number above the obscenely swollen head. Its bulbous purple tip protruded above the rest of the fleshy pole like some sort of grotesque mushroom cap.

"Thirteen inches," she said softly. "This- is absurd..."

Naomi had never seen anything like it before. She'd heard stories of men with members as large as ten inches, but to have one this size was absolutely ludicrous.

“Okaaay. Are we done now?” said Ren irritably, though his tone suggested otherwise. His dick twitched again as he spoke, and Naomi wondered how he could even concentrate with so much blood directed to this organ.

“No. Next is collecting a semen sample.”

As expected, that smoothed over his objection instantly, though the ornery boy still feelingly threw his hands up in the air and uttered, “And why by the Kami, is that needed?!”

"Because Amamiya-san," Naomi said firmly, continuing to pump his heavy tool, "We're here today to determine whether or not you possess the stamina and virility required to make our prestigious volleyball team."

“Ah… yes, volleyball, of course…” he murmured, his sarcasm evident. But despite his annoyance at being **** into this humiliating ordeal, he did not try to stop her work. Instead he watched intently as she continued to manipulate his penis, stroking it faster than ever before.

It was perfectly clear that Ren was no virgin. As a delinquent with this kind of weapon, she had little doubt he had little trouble separating slutty girls and gullible ones both from their panties. Even certain adult women would probably spread their legs for him in many easily accomplished scenarios. But it was his stubborn stamina that truly told the tale. The other students had been minute-men all, the only resistance being those who had trouble achieving hard erections in the first place.

However, Ren showed no signs of flagging whatsoever. On the contrary, he seemed to be getting harder with each stroke of her hand—and Naomi found herself wondering just what exactly lay beneath his smooth exterior.

"...You really are quite impressive," she whispered admiringly.

"Well... thanks?" Ren muttered sarcastically, though he seemed pleased nonetheless.

Sensing his closeness, Naomi picked up the glass measuring cup she’d brought from home for just this purpose.
“Please hold the cup at the tip of your penis, and be prepared to collect the sample.

Just as soon as he grudgingly obeyed, she abruptly switched tactics and voraciously masturbated his prick with both hands.

The instant change in sensation was successful as the teenager began shooting his load into the glass.

Ren groaned out loud as his hot jets of cum jetted forth, splashing against the sides of the measuring cup. His orgasm was just as excessive as the rest of him, sperm spurting and splashing against the side of the container, slowly filling it up.
When he finally finished ejaculating, Naomi removed her fingers from his softening member and gingerly set her full measuring cup of Ren’s cum on her desk.

Ren gasped post climax, his body trembling slightly as he tried desperately to catch his breath.

The acerbic school nurse was no longer paying him any attention as she stood at the desk, pouring his own seed from the measuring cup into a vial.

Utterly bewildered by this whole insane situation, he quickly snatched up his discarded clothing.

To his surprise there was a girl sitting patiently in one of the chairs beside the door to the nurse's office. She wore glasses and looked very mature compared to most of the girls at Shujin. Her long brown hair fell loosely around her shoulders and she stared impassively at Ren as he hastily dressed.

When the hell had she showed up? Had she witnessed all that?! And if so, how was she taking it so casually?
Terada-san had finished up her ministrations regarding his jizz. She then pulled open a drawer and his eyes widened as he saw the contents. Clear plastic, shiny metal, synthetic colors devices…

He was pulling up his boxer-briefs when the nurse turned to him with a silvery cage sculpted into the shape of a small flaccid penis.

Ren stared at the humiliating piece of bondage equipment as the nurse held it before his penis and clearly realized how undersized it appeared next to his massive penis.

“This won’t fit and it is the largest size.” she sighed heavily, “I suppose I’m done with you. You’ll need to report back to me in one week once I’ve acquired a properly sized chastity device.”

Sealing up his pants, Ren pulled his shirt over his head. He rushed out of the nurse's office, his thoughts racing. Something very strange was going on in this place.

If he didn't know better he'd swear someone was playing mind games on him! What could possibly explain this bizarre turn of events?