Nurse Sue

Bullies and jerks abound at your school. It’s nothing new for a geek like you. You’re used to it, but all the same, it’s not fun to deal with. Today, the cruelty is stepped up a notch, however, as you see a group of jocks walking your way. They’re a long time nemesis of yours and today apparently the leader of the group, Brock…something, is feeling particularly irritable and holding a baseball, tossing it casually in one hand.

“Hey guys,” he says to his group, “watch me hit a very small target.”

His arm whips and the ball sails straight between your legs. That would hurt anyways, but given your condition, it’s an instantly crippling blow. You go down in a roughly fetal position and hear the cruel and stupid laughter of the jocks…before hearing another voice.

“Brock Trent!” rings out the clear voice of the kind of short and impossibly busty Asian school nurse, “I saw that. Get yourself to the principal’s office and when she gets the note from me, I’ll be very surprised if you’re not expelled! As for you three others, go to your classes, now!”

“Come on,” says Brock as you lay there helpless, “there can’t have been much there to hurt. Why don’t you go ahead and examine what I got instead?”

“And sexual harassment,” says Nurse Sue, not missing a beat, “your third strike. Your coach will not be pleased, but you’ve earned this expulsion yourself. Go!”

You’re already beginning to recover as the jocks leave and Nurse Sue comes to you, helping you up, needing to squash her great soft knockers against you even to do so. Really, the ball didn’t hit you as hard as it could have, but you’ve found that just collapsing makes you too boring to beat up much, and that’s saved you from injury before. You’re lead into the nurse’s office and directly into the back where the beds are. You sit down.

“Thanks,” you say to Nurse Sue, “I owe you.”

“Nothing,” says she, sitting down across from you, “I’m just glad I got there when I did. Are you alright.”

“It, uh…looked worse than it was,” you say stoically, although Sue’s smirk tells you that she isn’t buying it.

“That baseball hit you right in your most sensitive area,” says Sue, “and I know you might be bashful about it, but I need you to let me examine it just to make sure.”

You swallow hard. You were afraid of this. Well, maybe the whole doctor/patient privilege extends to school nurses, but letting this incredibly sexy school nurse see…everything you’ve got makes you nervous as anything, especially since many of your secret fantasies involve something very much like what’s happening now. Still, Nurse Sue is not having any nonsense about this.

“Come on,” she almost barks, “stand up and drop ‘em. I’m a nurse, I’ve seen it all.”

Not likely, you think, but there’s no getting out of it. You stand and, as she told you, you drop ‘em. The revelation of your stupendous shlong is actually a little more dramatic than you’d meant it. Once the pants are down, it springs out in front of you like a very big offering and Sue cannot stop herself from gasping in shock. She recovers herself quickly, but she’s flushed across her cheeks. She glances with her cute little smirk up at you.

“Well, thank you for the compliment,” she says with a wink, “you seem to be…healthy. Do you want me to leave you alone to take care of that before I examine you?”

“Uh…how do I explain this?” you say, figuring that it has to come out some time, “It wouldn’t do much good. See…I…don’t go down…ever. The condition is rare…but there it is.”

“You mean…never?” asks Sue, now even more breathtaken, “You mean…theoretically, you could…use this again…and again…and again and never go down?”

Sue sounds incredibly too excited by this prospect and you’re getting even more nervous. The next thing you know, one of Sue’s small hands is gently handling you, gingerly tilting you this way and that to “examine” you. Your knees get a little weak and some of her touches feel very much like strokes.