Chapter 5

Hows her twat?

Not great

Diane was carried to the nurse by the gym teacher/history teacher. A misogynist trump supporter whom she fought with constantly. Not exactly the person she wanted holding her in his arms sobbing like a child holding her vagina desperately. To his credit he wasnt even being an asshole, he was genuinely concerned for the girl. Tho in his mind, her dignity was completely shattered beyond repair. Her cunt might heal but her image of her never would. When he thought of diane he would always think of the girl who cried in his arms about her pussy hurting. He brought her into the nurses office, the nurse, a 55 yr old black lady who never talked to diane jumped up in alarm. “She got hit in the groin, bad.” He said emphasizing the word bad in a way that got her attention. He lowered her onto a cot and took a step back. “I got it l, step outside so she can have some resemblance of privacy.” She said to the male teacher. He left but not before getting a glimpse of Dianes pink panties with a bow in the middle. He also saw a gigantic wet spot in the front. Did she pee herself?

After he left, the nurse gently lowered dianes panties. “Shhh… its ok baby…” she said gently to diane. Diane turned her head and cried and cried. The nurse removed dianes soiled underwear and placed them in a bin. She then shined a light on dianes most private, precious place and winced im sympathy. Dianes labia and clit were bright red, her vagina already had a bruise on it. Her clit wasnt damaged horribly but it was bleeding a little bit. Honestly, the girl could not have kicked diane any better. It was directly into the heart of her womanhood. “Oh…oh no…. no no no!!!” Diane wailed in humiliation as she finished peeing, all over the cot. She had virtually no controll of her bladder. “Shh baby its ok, dont squeeze down there itll hurt it.” She said tenderly. Diane closed her eyes and finished her demoralizing business. She grabbed the nurses hand and wept like a child as she finished. “My pussy!!! She broke it!!!” She wailed. “I know baby… its not broken, I promise.” She said. Diane just cried and cried. The nurse held her hand and patted her head.