Strange Happenings, Part 1

The walk to The M.R.I. Diagnostics Room always creeped Aaron out even with his Mother walking beside him with her hand comfortingly on his shoulder. He felt like a **** row inmate stretching his legs for the last time before they strapped him into Ole Sparky for his last ride. To steady his nerves and to keep from thinking about that cylindrical metal coffin, Aaron counted the seconds it took him upon leaving The Exam Room to walk to the door of the M.R.I. Room, It was exactly 900 Seconds (15 Minutes) just like always.

Aaron took a deep breath and braced himself as Dr. Kelsey opened The Door and then with a small nudge from his Mother Aaron entered the eerily lit room and he saw in the center The Scanner. The door closed with a click and Aaron slowly made his way across the room to the huge electronic apparatus and he pulled off his gown and placed it on a nearby table before sitting down on the sliding platform. Dr. Kelsey stood close, her hand grazing Aaron's thigh. The I.V. was nearly drained so before conducting the scan Dr. Kelsey attached Electrodes (small, flat, sticky sensor patches) to Aaron's forehead, arms, torso, and legs. Aaron's heart skipped a beat as the lovely Dr. Kelsey's warm teasing hands glided across his chest and lingered a little too long on his thighs.

Aaron was more nervous now than he had been in Principal Jefferies office when Cyndi was jerking him off, Partly because they were about to begin the scanning process and partly because every few seconds Dr. Kelsey would look down at his crotch like she was trying to will it into hardness. Aaron was exhausted but he could feel his cock jerk slightly each time she looked at him with those lust-filled eyes of hers but luckily all the stimulation he'd already received and after ejaculating so much another erection so soon wasn't likely or at least a full erection. Aaron could feel his cock trying to get hard again and he silently cursed his teenage libido.

"Relax Aaron.," Dr. Kelsey said soothingly as she pushed Aaron back onto the sliding platform and removed the I.V. line from his arm. Aaron did as he was told and tried to relax but it was so difficult especially when he felt like he was being entombed.

The Fertility and Reproductive Health Wing of All Souls Memorial Hospital...

(12 Minutes Later)

At the receptions desk for the Fertility Wing a beautiful and unbelievably stacked blonde nurse greeted a beleaguered looking man, "Sign in here please."

The tall but slim and relatively plain man signed the clipboard where the nurse indicated and handed it back to her, "Good. Now Do you have an appointment Mr....?"

"Sims.... Gregory Sims and no I don't. I had an appointment for yesterday but I had to miss it on account of work.," Mr. Sims said obviously very nervous about what he was here to do.

"Then please take a number and you will be called when it is your time.," The Nurse said absentmindedly gesturing to a small machine from which protruded a small numbered piece of paper. Mr. Sims took a number, looked at it and then turned to take a seat and wait.

"Thank You.," Mr. Sims heard the Nurse as he headed to the nearest seat.

Inside the scanning apparatus Aaron felt like The World was closing in on him, it was difficult to breathe and the brightly illuminated interior of the machine was painful even with his eyes closed because of his light sensitivity but as he did every time he had to undergo one of these uncomfortable scans he just tried to remember that they were necessary to make sure there were no relapses and that he remained healthy. He had alot of things he wanted to do namely get his own company off the ground, take his little Sister Monica somewhere special for her upcoming birthday and take his Girlfriend Zoe to The End of The Year Dance. Thinking about all the wonderful things he could do and had done that he couldn't before gave him the strength to bear the dread that was welling up inside him as the machine hummed loudly between scanning cycles.

"Mr. Sims!," Nurse Shane called out causing Gregory Sims to jump in surprise.

"We've just had a cancellation. Could you come here please?"

Mr. Sims headed to the receptions desk and the sensual and inviting Nurse Shane.

"Alright Mr. Sims you've passed all your screenings and we've got the preliminary paperwork out of the way. I just need to ask you some questions then if you qualify you can make a sperm deposit. Is that understood Sir?"

"Fire away."

"Now be honest and tell the truth because if you don't the test will and you won't get paid. So first off, Have you done any **** in the past 36 hours and that includes Marijuana?"

"No."

"Good. Next, Have you had sex or masturbated in the last 24 hours?"

"I Wish! I Mean NO!"

"Okay, Good! Now all we need is a sample. Please follow me, Sir.," Nurse Shane said as she stepped out from behind her desk pushing a cart in front of her with an assortment of pornographic material and toys on it's shelves. Mr. Sims couldn't take his eyes off of the cute Nurse's fantastic ass in her short and incredibly tight outfit as he followed her down the hall and past a series of numbered rooms not far from the desk where she was stationed. Nurse Shane stopped at a room marked "Specimen Extraction Room 7."

Taking a couple of binders from the cart and a specimen cup, Nurse Shane handed Mr. Sims the items and said, "I think you'll find everything you'll need in these binders and here's a specimen cup for your sample."

Mr. Sims looked at the large cup, "I don't have to fill all of this do I Nurse."

Nurse Shane cocked an eyebrow and looked at Mr. Sims harshly for a moment then stated, "No, Sir You do not but I would appreciate it if you would return the cup to me at the front desk when you are through."

"Will Do!," Mr. Sims said in a nervous but otherwise chipper tone as he entered the room, closing the door behind him and setting about his task.

Aaron had been in The Enhanced M.R.I. Scanning Apparatus for 10 minutes now and while he was still feeling anxious he was handling it alot better than he usually did. Aaron just laid there as still as he possibly could with his eyes closed taking one deep breath after another in through his nose and out through his mouth. Dr. Kelsey, Nurse Goodess, and Aaron's Mother were in The Diagnostics Room next door watching the process. The Computer Bank responsible for processing the results of the various analyses contained over a dozen screens, each showing a different area of interest as Aaron laid in the stiflingly confined space.

"That's interesting.," Dr. Kelsey said after studying the readouts for several seconds.

Cyndi was already worried about her Son's safety (Nearly masturbating him to **** not withstanding) and to hear the beautiful Doctor sitting in front of where she was standing looking at a bunch of highly technical readouts that she had no hope of understanding without 12 years of training saying "That's Interesting," was only pulling her further down into the abyss of despair and dread that she was struggling against at the moment. Cyndi was disturbingly calm on the outside but inside she was screaming so loud that it was a wonder that everything made of glass on the entire floor didn't just disintegrate.

Cyndi tried to maintain her apparent outward calm but there was still a slight note of apprehension and worry in her voice as she spoke, "AND What is so interesting Doctor if I may ask?"

Sensing Cyndi's aggressive and worried tone Dr. Kelsey motioned for Cyndi to take a seat between her and Nurse Goodess instead of just pacing back and forth behind her or looking over her shoulder like she had been doing for the past 12 minutes Dr. Kelsey spoke up, "Now I know you're worried and for good reason, Your Son has been through an arduous ordeal and you're concerned... Justly concerned about the possibility of a relapse which is understandable."

Cyndi placed her hand on Dr. Kelsey's knee and looked into her eyes, "Thank You Dr. Kelsey, We're so lucky to have a Doctor as kind and caring as you.," Cyndi and Dr. Kelsey continued to gaze deeply into each others eyes for several seconds then they kissed, long and passionately. The heat radiating from the two Women was beginning to affect Nurse Goodess which would have been apparent to anyone by the way she was rubbing her thighs together or the way her hands were roaming all over her bountiful, barely contained bosom as she watched Cyndi and Dr. Kelsey kiss like two long absent lovers finally reunited.

After a minute of passionate French kissing and lurid groping the two Women were **** to pull away from one another due to the loud beeping and rapid flashing of the monitors on the console where they were sitting. Nurse Goodess was leaned back in her chair with a glazed look in her eyes as one hand absently groped one of her tremendous melons and the other languidly teased her sensitive clit.

Dr. Kelsey was Typing feverishly at one of the console's many keyboards. Cyndi spared Nurse Goodess a brief glance and a playful smirk before turning to see what was happening.

"What's Wrong? Is Something Wrong With My Aaron?," Cyndi exclaimed seeing all the readings and scans flashing by.

Dr. Kelsey was calm and she spoke confidently, "Everything is okay Cyndi. A few of his readings are a little above his established baseline which is why the computer went into such a flurry of activity. It's programmed to send an alert if anything is out of the norm."

"Oh Thank God!," Aaron's Mother leaned back in her chair relieved that nothing was wrong.

"His brainwaves are a little erratic and his heart rate is elevated but that is probably due to his aversion to the scanning apparatus. Nothing to worry about. Perfectly normal especially given everything he's been through."

It made sense given Aaron felt like every trip to the hospital was like going to his own funeral only while he was still alive so it was only natural that he would be anxious. Hell Anyone Would Be.

"Oh Fuck! FUCK FUCK This is Hard! Ah!," Mr. Sims could be heard grunting down the hall and the three men waiting to see the Doctor could hear Mr. Sims apparently struggling with his "Assigned Task."

"Aaaaah! J-J-Je-OOH! Come On! ALMOST THERE!"

The men in the waiting room were trying desperately not to laugh but not having much success as they looked at each other and pumped their hands in the air in imitation of masturbation and laughed until they couldn't breathe or see for the tears in their eyes. It was pretty funny... I mean the guy was grunting and snorting like a rutting pig for the last 10-15 minutes and so loud that half the hospital could probably hear him.

"AH! AH! AH! Bitch, Come On! AAaaaah! AAaaaah!"

Nurse Shane was becoming concerned as the grunting noises she was hearing from Room 7 only kept getting louder and more ****.

"AAaaaah! GO! GO! GO! FUCK!," Nurse Shane heard from behind the extraction room door as she approached. The Men in the waiting area were seriously coming unglued as you can imagine listening to what sounded like someone trying to shove a Cadillac through a keyhole with nothing but their bare hands.

"Is everything okay in there, Mr. Sims?," Nurse Shane gently knocked on the door as the Men in the waiting area watched to see what was going to happen next.

"Aaaah! Aaah!," Nurse Shane heard as she put her ear to the door.

Nurse Shane was even more concerned now, "Mr. Sims?"

The door opened and Nurse Shane pulled back quickly from the door to see a very haggard and sweat drenched Mr. Sims who appeared surprised to see the Nurse, "Oh... Nurse! Nurse, I tried everything..." The Men in the waiting area were literally on the edge of their seats watching the exchange between Mr. Sims and Nurse Shane.

"...But I just couldn't do it.," As a Nurse in The Fertility Clinic, Nurse Shane had seen her share of impotence but she still found it laughable.

"I tried my left hand... and I tried my right hand.," Mr. Sims was frantic as he showed Nurse Shane his left hand followed by his right then he held up both hands, "I even tried both hands but I got nothing." Mr. Sims was very disturbed as he crossed his arms and leaned back against the doorjamb still breathing hard from a combination of his exertions and all the talking he'd just done.

"There is no need to be embarrassed, Mr. Sims. I see Men all the time who are suffering from Erectile Dysfunction.," Nurse Shane tried to comfort the upset Mr. Sims but as Mr. Sims stood against the door an odd play of emotion rapidly crossed his face before he started yelling, "You Mean Impotence, RIGHT? WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?! I AM NOT IMPOTENT!" Then Mr. Sims reached for the specimen cup on the sink and he said, "I Couldn't Get The Top Off!"

After hearing all that the guys were rolling on the ground hyperventilating they were laughing so hard.