Check Up (Nurse Genderswap)

Idea by: Anon
Story Mod by: Thanatos (http://pastebin.com/EkTLwEgn)

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I stand outside the door to the office for a long time. I'm still in my running clothes and the sweat is drying on my skin, making me feel very uncomfortable, but I don't move. I just stare at the green door blankly for a very long time, glaring at the name plate in black and white on it at eye level.

Head Nurse.

I breathe a shaky sigh and gird myself. I know I have to do this, but every day is starting to become a real trial, getting more and more frustrating. I need to exercise for my heart, but the running and jogging is nowhere near as difficult as what comes afterwards, what I have to go through when I leave the track.

I've been missing a lot of morning classes and Mutou wants to know why.

God, I can't tell him!

I realize that I need these checkups to stave off a possible heart attack after a lot of physical exertion, but does it have to be so frustrating as well?

I lift my fist, shaking, and knock three times.

A voice from inside chimes in a lilting tone.

“Come in~!”

I open the door, tightly gripping the handle as it swings open.
I look inside, still standing in the doorway. As always, there's only one person in the office and she turns slowly around in a swiveling chair, hose clad legs crossed high with a clipboard on her lap, a pair of high heels on her feet, one of them lazily hanging off the tips of her toes, bouncing to an unheard tempo.

She always makes sure we're alone

“Oh, Mr. Nakai! I was worried. You're late! I was getting lonely.....“

I wave meekly. “Hey. Hey, Nurse.”

The dark haired woman smiles, a tiny dimple on her cheeks as she pushes a few locks of her hair behind her ears, tiny diamonds glittering on each one. She uncrosses, then re-crosses her long legs as she shifts position, setting the clipboard down on the desk.

I can't believe the school let's a faculty member wear a skirt that short.

“Silly bug~, come in! Are you ready for your physical? It's time for me to examine you!“

I meekly step inside, hands at my back.

“Shut the door,” she orders me with a wink.

I do as she commands and she murmurs in agreement. Nurse stands from the chair, walking towards me, her heels clicking on the linoleum floor of the office as she hums to herself, her long white coat fluttering behind her.
“Go behind the screen and strip down. I'll see to you in just a minute,“ she says, tapping me lightly on the nose in a playful manner.

Again, I do as she wants, stepping behind the privacy screen and taking my shirt off slowly, trying not to choke or make too much noise.

Eventually she joins me and blinks when she sees my running shorts. “I'll need you to strip down to your undergarments.“

“Is that really necessary?”

She smiles at me and her nose scrunches up cutely. “Who's the medical professional here, you or me~?”

I groan. “You.”
"That's right! Now be a good boy and do as I say or I'll have to think of some way to punish you for not obeying."

I do as she says.

I can feel her eyes crawl up and down me. “Wow, you're bigger than I expected~! Such a handsome young man! All that exercise has done you wonders!“

She takes a stethoscope from around her slim shoulders which she then puts in her ears. Then she picks up the tiny circle of metal and huffs on it slowly to warm the device up, her breath coming out in long, low moans.

I gulp.

She presses it to my back in several places, one hand on my shoulder, every so often moving in what may be a rubbing motion. Eventually she seems satisfied by what she hears and moves her arm around me, draping it over my shoulder and against my chest, practically hugging me, the other hand still resting on my back.

My eyes starts to roll back into my head and heart beat fast when her perfume snakes it's way into my nostrils and her chest presses against my bare shoulder blades.

“Are you all right? No murmurs or pain?”
I lurch to attention, my wandering mind betraying me.
“N-no. Nothing like that.”
“How have you been keeping up with your jogging? Emi says you've been doing very well, that you've been pushing yourself hard.“

“I'm doing fine. It's getting easier.”
“That's good~,” she says, moving her hand and the stethoscope across my chest, her lingering fingers tickling as they pass. “Exertion is good for the heart. I may have to come down to the track and watch the two of you sweat together!“

I nod a little hesitantly.

"Just don't let Emi push you to do something you're not comfortable with. That girl can be a little too adventurous for her own good." She giggles right in my ear. "She gets that from her Mother."

She unfurls herself from around me and pats the examining table next to her for me to sit. I do so and she pulls a chair up, sitting down in front of my legs, leaning forward and resting her elbows on each of my knees.

“Have you been keeping up with your medication,” she says, looking up at me, cupping her cheeks in her hands.
“I, uh, I've been trying to. It's a littler hard getting into the habit.“

She smiles and puts a finger under her chin. “A little hard, huh? You forgot to take your pills? Am I going to have to hand-feed them to you from now on~?“

I shake my head vigorously. “No! No, you don't have to do that! I'll keep up with them, I promise!“

She smiles and winks at me. “That's good! That's really good! Remember to take your pills. I know you may sometimes neglect them or want to spit them out, but believe me, it's always better to tough it out and just swallow.“

I can feel my cheeks starting to burn.

She looks worried. “You look a little red. Are you running a fever?” She puts a hand on my forehead, the other cupping my cheek.

“No...I feel fine....,” I stammer with a sigh.

She smiles that grin of hers, all perfect teeth, smoldering eyes and dimples. “That's good! I'd get in a lot of trouble if you got something as silly as a fever! You'd be bedridden and I'd have to visit you every day in your room!“

She looks in thought. “Though I could keep you here with me all the time. That way I could get to you whenever I needed.“

“I'll be fine!” I squeak. “No problems! No problems at all!”

She giggles at my tone. “Well, all right, if you say so.”

She continues my physical, every moment a new test of control for me. I can't think of a time where she doesn't have at least one hand on my bare skin, checking me, testing, examining. Somehow even when she draws blood it become unbearable.

I dread the phrase, "Turn your head and cough, silly bug~!"

Eventually the nightmare is over and she says, with a disappointed tone, that I can put my clothes back on. I do so as quickly as possible.

She takes from a cup on the counter two brightly colored pieces of candy. “Now that we've done a good job,” she says, “I think we deserve a lollipop.“

She inserts it into her mouth at the same time she sticks one in mine.

I groan in pain.

"You're a very healthy and vigorous young man, Mr. Nakai. Nonetheless, I'd like you to try and show up earlier tomorrow,” she tells me before I can dash outside. “I'd like to do some...extra tests during our time together,“ she lifts an eyebrow and plays at the tiny stick coming from between her lips.

“Like...like what?” I say, my tone muffled by the candy.

“Oh, nothing,” she shrugs casually. “I just want to do a full examination. You should have at least one a year. Don't worry, I'll make it fun!“

I nod, gritting my teeth. “I may be a little busy the next few days. I might take a break from jogging.“

She winks and wags the lollipop at me, a hand on her hip. “Don't become a slacker, silly bug~! Even though it's dangerous for you to cause your heart so much stress, I'm glad you've started exercising! Make sure to visit here regularly, I'd love to see your progress....“

I nod hesitantly. “Y-yes, Nurse. I promise.”

She winks again and blows a candy coated kiss from the tips of her fingers. “Buh-bye~," she says with a curl of her hand.

I make my escape as fast as I can through Yamaku, past the school building and into the dorms, making sure no one sees me.
These running shorts don't hide crap.
Screw classes.
I make it to my door when Kenji pops out. “Hey man, what's up?”
“Leave me alone!” I scream at him, slamming the door behind me.

I lean against the inside of the door, panting.
“Nurse?” I hear him yell from the other side.

I groan in frustration, my shorts tight. “...yes.”
“Shame that you let her do that to you! The feminists already have their hooks in ya' man! Oh well. Man's gotta' do, what a man's gotta do! Have fun, I guess.” Kenji says before I hear him walk away, leaving me alone to take care of business.

I groan in dismay.
I think I'm going to skip running for a few days.