Nurses office [BOY]

Since the bulletin said Boys should first report to the nurses office, you head there.

It's not a long journey, and the route came by instinct since you had visited there a many times. It probably had something to do with the nurse.

She was cute AND _hot, _a deadly combination. Hired straight out of her nursing course, her qualifications as a catholic able to put band-aids on a scraped knee earned her the position of sole nurse. Going by Nurse Summers, she had once confided in you her real name: Scarlett. Both of her names fitted her appearance and personality perfectly. Her long blonde hair drapes over her shoulders, not far enough to conceal her lovely pert breasts. Just picturing her made you feel warm and happy inside.

"Hi John! What can I do for you?"

Her voice snaps you back to reality. realising that you hadn't been picturing her perfectly, she had in fact been standing in front of you. You had arrived at the nurse's office and apparently had been standing slack-jawed in the doorway.

"Oh hi! Uh..." You trail off, remembering what your reason for visiting was.

Her face lifts, as if she had remembered something. "Of course! How could I forget? It's that day isn't it? Gosh, I'm going to be busy today. Just recline on the bed and we'll get started!"

Reasonably confident she was referring to the Generatio creaturae program, you sit up on the bed and swing your legs up, resting back against the stack of pillows.

She turns to her computer to take some notes, before turning once again to you. You notice that her demeanor has changed subtly, as she gives you a different kind of look.

"Let's get started shall we?" she mentions in a sultry and smooth manner.

Wow, not only have her eyes changed, but her voice has changed as well! You think excitedly

"There's three things we have to get done today:" She begins.

"One, I have to clean you up" Her voice is disrupted by her reaching under her scrubs and tearing off a bra, throwing it to the floor. You gulp loudly as she takes a step towards you.

"Two, you have to get ready" She drops her hands to her sides, slipping her fingers under her waistband. She bends over, pulling her shorts down as she runs her hands down her legs. Stepping out of them once they reached the floor, you catch a glimpse of white, sating panties.

"And finally, three. You have to produce for me" She tugs on her shirt, pulling it down and revealing cleavage that you had dreamt about but never seen before.

"Let's get to it shall we?"