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Sarah’s Bad Day
Sarah let the warm water cascade down onto her deliciously, as she positioned herself directly below the shower head. A long moaning sigh released the tension in her chest that had built up from the chill air in the locker room as she undressed. The torrent drenched her long brown hair and ran in warm rivulets down her slender and trembling body.
Slowly, her legs and arms stopped shivering and she reached for her bottle of shower gel and began to work up a lather. All about her, the female members of her class were doing the same, chattering as they did so.
?So gym is cancelled today??
?I think its some sort of medical thing today?
?Its something to do with the permission slips from yesterday??
?What’s with the Ambulance, and that big limo outside though??
?Maybe they’ll be a demonstration?
?But what has this got to do with us taking a shower??
Under the cover of the suds, Sarah’s fingers circled the areole of her puffy nipples in turn, and slipped her hand between her thighs to rub her pussy. A warm feeling of well-being filled her, and it was with reluctance that she resumed the task of washing as the last of her camouflage was washed away.
Abruptly, the jet of water ceased, and a cacophony of outraged squeals erupted as the cold air resumed its attack on the girl’s wet and exposed skin. They quickly surged out into the locker room and were shocked to discover that the towels that should have been waiting for them had been replaced by a half dozen large and unsympathetic looking women in nurses uniforms who stood in a broad semi circle around the shower exit. Ms Flinn - the Phys Ed teacher addressed the shivering teens, in the voice that she used when she was about to send someone to the Principal’s office.
?You will all now move though to the gym hall for examination, you will have your towels after this has been completed. All your lockers have been secured and I don’t want to hear any arguments from any of you. The windows have all been covered up, so don’t worry about any of the boys seeing you.?
To their left, the nurses - or whoever they were - carefully moved aside to create space for the girls to walk through to the Gym hall. After a moment of being glared at by Ms Flinn, reluctant huddled teens scuttled past the women, with hands cupping their breasts and pussys in a self-conscious and trembling mass of naked goose bumped flesh. The hall echoed as the nurses followed them in, and Ms Flinn beamed approvingly at their cooperation.
?Now line up quickly on the halfway line of the basketball court, and we’ll this finished and you all warmed up before you know it.?
Seeing little alternative, the twelve girls slink into position, their shoulders hunched and breasts with nipples as hard as bullets wobbling as they shivered in the freezing air.
?Goodness, Just look at this posture! Heads up, shoulders back and hands by your sides. No one is leaving until everyone has completed their examination, and I don’t care how long this takes.?
Sarah jumped as the door to the hall opened, concern that it would be a man quickly replaced by bafflement as three figures entered the room. One was a nurse pushing a wheelchair, alongside walked a primly dressed but attractive woman who looked like an expensive lawyer out of a TV show. She looked old to Sarah, but in truth could have been no older than 35. In the wheelchair was a blonde girl in a thick towling robe, who’s head hung limply to one side. As the curious trio approached, Sarah could see the girl was clearly unwell - plastic tubes connected both blood and saline drips to her arm, and her skin was deathly pale despite what should have been a healthy tan not unlike her own. It seemed to take all her strength to look at each girl in turn as she was wheeled past them, reaching the end of the line the girl weakly raised a single finger to point at Sarah and whispered a few words into the ear of the lady who crouched down to hear.
Sarah felt a cold chill run down her spine, though whether it was from trepidation or the icy stream of water trickling from her hair and down her legs she couldn’t truly say. The line of girls shifted uneasily from leg to leg as the strangers conversed in hushed tones with Ms Flinn.
?Girls, thank you for your cooperation, you can go and get warm now. Sarah, we need an extra moment of your time, stay here now.?
Hurriedly her classmates scampered across the hall to the welcome sanctuary of the locker room, and Sarah long to be with them as the nurses drew in close around her. Ms Flinn followed them across, closing and locking the door behind her.
It hadn’t seemed so bad when everyone else was naked too, but now she could feel their impassive eyes on her body. The centre of attention in a most unwelcome way she felt more naked than she ever had in her life, and her hands cupped protectively over her lightly furred mound as she wilted under their stares. At the Lawyer-Ladies’ instruction they parted and she turned to meet the older woman’s appraising scrutiny.
?Please turn around, uh, Sarah?
Intimidated by the older woman, Sarah shuffling complies and completes her rotation in time to catch Lawyer-Lady exchanging a momentary glance with the Pale girl in the wheelchair, who gives an almost imperceptible nod.
?Lift her.?
It took a moment for Sarah to realise Lawyer-Lady was addressing not her, but the nurses who surrounded her. In that split second strong hands grasp her arms firmly whilst another clamped down over her mouth and she felt a sharp sting and pressure in her arm. They’re drugging me! came the horrific realisation, and with a sudden hysterical panic Sarah kicked out at her captures. Vision swimming, she could struggle for only a few brief seconds before the sensation of a warm, soft blanket surrounding her body robbed her of any strength to resist them. Lifted up off her feet, Sarah felt her legs stretched out as she was presented for a closer inspection. Her cheeks flushed hot with humiliation as the petals of her labia were spread to display her virginity to these two strangers. The lawyer-Lady reached out and slid a digit inside the rim of her vagina, then presented it to the girl in the wheel chair who craned her head forward to suck it into her mouth. Savouring the flavour, a broad smile brightened her pallid face. It was the last thing Sarah saw before the darkening tunnel closed around her and she was claimed by unconsciousness.
Strange dreams haunted Sarah’s sleep.
She dreamt of a long ride on soft leather seats, with the girl reclining next to her whispering how much she loved her, thanked her and would treasure the gift forever. The girl’s abdomen and hips were tightly bound in thick bandages though which were blossoming red and bloody flowers. The Lawyer-lady knelt on the floor, naked save for a dog collar and leash, and at the Girls instruction she sank her head between Sarah’s thighs and licked her pussy. All the while the pale girl whispered of her love to Sarah and rested her head on Sarah’s shoulder.
Then she dreamt of her parents, in new designer clothes. They told her how proud they were of her, for helping someone. She was lying on her back, and moving though quiet, white corridors with a peculiar smell. They held her hands and Sarah felt very safe. When they finally stopped, a man in blue scrubs placed a mask over her face. Her vision began to swim again, and for a moment Sarah thought she saw a tall man in a suit hand her gleeful parent a thick wad of cash. A gentle brush stroked her finger-tips, and she turned to see the Pale girl lying next to her on a gurney. Despite the identical gasmask, she could see the shining smile in her eyes.
Blackness again.
A sensation of cold is the first thing that creeps into Sarah’s awareness. There is talking here also, a man’s voice, and a girl’s too. Her eye’s hurt in the glare of the harsh white light that is coming through her closed eyelids, so she keeps them scrunched tight for the moment as she struggles toward conciousness. Distantly, she is aware something is very wrong.
?ow?.ow, yes all them are just fine, cut it out.?
?It appears the procedure is a complete success, Ashley has full control and sensation in all areas. There is no sign of any bleeding and the skin and muscle knitting agents have already completed the healing process in just these few hours.?
?Superb Doctor, that’s even quicker than last time. Is it safe for me to try her out??
What Sarah presumes is the doctor’s voice gives a little chuckle. ?Absolutely, I’ll leave you two to get reacquainted.?
Sarah’s tummy hurts, and raising her hand to shield herself from the cruel light she forces her eyelids to open. Across the room is the Pale girl, except she’s no longer pale but full of healthy, rosy colour. Naked, she lies atop the covers of a hospital bed and a sliver haired man leans down across her with one small nipple sucked into his mouth and his hands languorously stroking her smooth legs.
Sarah looks down, and immediately wishes she hadn’t. Unlike the Pale girl, she is not in a hospital bed, but rather dumped into a large plastic tray. Below her navel, there is simply nothing but a ragged flap of flesh and a mess of torn intestine and blood spilling out into the bottom of the tray. Here and there are forceps clamped around the arteries that should be deep inside her, and a low whining fills the air that Sarah belated realises is coming from herself. Beside her is a second tray that contains tattered, blood soaked rages and the abdomen, hips and legs of a girl. For a second she thinks they are hers, but no; these have deep stab wounds into the stomach and thighs, and the cunt has been entirely torn out and stuffed with gauze and bandages.
?She’s awake!? cries Pale girl, who quickly pushes away the Silver haired man and leaps off the bed. Dashing across the room she absurdly seizes Sarah’s face and kissing it violently. ?thank you, thank you thank you!? She paces back a step and proudly displays her tummy to Sarah . ?look! You can barley see the line at all.?
Sure enough, there is a faint line of scar tissue just below the navel, across the other wise flawless stomach.
?But, that’s mine! I need that!?
?Well I needed it too, so my daddy bought it!? the silver haired man approaches the Pale girl from behind, wrapping his arm around her, one hand goes to a small and perky breast, the other to her stolen cunt and lewdly hunts out the clitoris. ?I’m Ashley by the way, and URGGGH, its hardly my fault if your parents decide to sell it.?
Ashley leans over and grinds her ass- no! Sarah’s ass- into her father crotch. Her lips draw close and a pink tongue flicks across Sarah’s mouth. Deft fingers find nipples even as Sarah tries to wretch her mouth away from Ashley’s. The Zipper sounds incredibly loud of the soft grunts of the incestuous couple, and Ashley starts jerking forward as she receives her fathers cock, burying her face is Sarah’s soft cleavage and smothering her wails of pain as she is deflowered. Again.
Sarah raises her head and finds her tear filled gaze met head on by Ashley’s father, staring her straight in the eye. He mouths words silently to her ?GOOD?CUNT? as he pounds furiously into his daughter. Soon he’s grunting his climax, before stepping away and tucking his penis into his trousers.
?Finish up here quickly Ashley, I’ll be in the lobby.? Still panting into Sarah’s breasts Ashley slowly lifts her head after he’s gone.
?God, the first time is always the best huh? Oops, Sorry! Didn’t mean to rub it in? Ashley gives her a cheeky wink as she walks to a small cabinet next to the bed and starts removing her clothes.
?Why are you doing this?? is all that Sarah can manage to gasp out, she realises she‘s feeling weaker and weaker.. With her tight fitting top on, Ashley quickly pulls up a short skirt around her waist and gestures toward the other tray.
?Daddy hates it when I get pregnant, he gets really mad. By the time he was finished I definitely needed a new pussy, and that’s where you come in.? Removing a very sharp looking knife from her small bag Ashley reaches over and takes hold of Sarah’s left nipple. ?Anyway, these are far too good to waste.? with a vigorous sawing motion Sarah’s breast is sliced away. A little of the pain manages to seep though all the painkillers and she whimpers as the right one follows it. Ashley has some little polythene baggies out of her handbag and is soon wrapping them up for later, with these treasure safely tucked away she plants an efficient kiss on Sarah’s forehead.
?Well, it was nice meeting you anyway? plunging her hand into the bloody mess of entrails, there’s a metallic click as one of the forceps is removed. With a friendly wave, Ashley steps back and tosses them in the bin on the other side of the room. ?Best leave you to it?Bye!?
Sitting in her tray, Sarah tries to work out what to do next.
End.
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