Medical Counsel [FemNurse GTS]

“Are you sure you want to try this? It’s a very experimental drug Mr. Nakai,”

I can’t take my eyes off the nurse’s cherry red lips when she talks, despite the fact that she’s trying to warn me of possible death due to these new pills. I don’t much care honestly, I’m tired of remembering to swallow a dozen meds a day to live, and not being able to run or enjoy things like horror movies anymore. I nod at her, watching her panty-hose clad legs change position to smooth out her skirt as she begins to stand. She picks the orange cylinder up, knocking two pills out with a twitch of her wrist and hands them to me.

“If you’re going to start using these I’m going to be present for the first administration,” she declares, offering me the two pills.

I roll my eyes as I nod, doubtful that these pills will give me anything to really worry about. Taking the pills I stretch my legs as she retrieves a small paper cup filled with cold water for me. I watch as she walks, taking in the view of her perky tush and hips swaying with each clack of her heels on the tile. She’s amazingly youthful looking, despite being almost thirty, and I find my throat growing dry as she leans over to flip the nozzle on the water cooler. Her rear is on almost full display, the skirt riding up to show off the garter belt that keep her stockings (not pantyhose apparently) in place, and I feel my pants tighten at the thought of taking her from behind right now.

These thought are, of course, washed away immediately when she pivots on her heel to saunter back toward me.

“Here you go, drink ‘em down,” she quips with a smile, handing me the paper cone.

Losing myself in those ocean blue eyes, I numbly take the drink and pop the pills into my mouth, and shoot back the entire cup in one gulp. Surprisingly the pills go down easier than others, and I can’t even feel them reach my stomach like the other pills I’ve taken.  Though something does feel a bit off about these, and I’m surprised when my view changes from the nurse to the ceiling, and then fades to black.

“Oh wow, I didn’t expect this…”

I rub my eyes as I shake the sleepiness from me, stretching my arms as I yawn afterword, and I’m treated with the familiar sight of the cei- Wait.

Something is wrong here… when did the ceiling get that far away?

From my position now it looks as if the ceiling has retracted, distancing itself by almost six feet from me, and I quickly snap my head around to get a look at my surroundings.

E-Everything is huge!!

Oh God, oh God, oh God, I start to hyperventilate as I take in my now huge surroundings, until a voice snaps me back to reality.

“Mr. Nakai? Are you awake?”

S-S-She’s HUGE!

The nurse leans over me, eying me with a grin and I gulp as she gets closer and closer, eventually resting her chin on the examination table to be level with me.

“What’s going on!?!” I almost shriek, waving my arms frantically at the STILL SMILING woman.

She chuckles at me, knocking me onto my ass with a poke of her finger, and I realize that I’m stark naked.

Oh hell can this get any wo- YEP!

As I start to recollect myself the nurse shifts her position and places her elbows on the padded table, cradling her face in her hands. Accidentally, or perhaps intentionally, she has also granted me a perfect look down her blouse, and my now freed cock quickly hardens at the sight of her tanned cleavage.  This of course, earns a giggle since my once proud erection is now a mere shadow of the size it would be had I not been shrunk to this size.

“Mr. Nakai it seems that I forgot to mention a potential side effect of these pills,” she states as she picks me up with one hand, carrying me across the room in her palm.

“In some severe cases these pills cause the instantaneous shrinkage of a person’s body, sometimes to a fatal degree,” with that she sets me down in the sink, turning the water on, and drenching me in a lukewarm deluge.

I would ponder what in the literal fuck she’s thinking, but the water knocks me off my feet and I’m quickly swimming in the stuff as she laughs at my misfortune. She watches me swim, casually putting a hand in the water to make these large waves that push me under, and I’m wondering if she’s planning on drowning me so she can hide my body.

Fortunately she’s not, and after a few seconds of playing she scoops me out again to set me on the counter next to the sink. Immediately I’m hit by the cold of the sterile office, and I wrap my arms around myself as I shiver violently. Clicking her tongue, she lets out this “awwww” and picks me up as if I’m a lost puppy in the rain.

“I guess you need to be dried off,” she smiles, and I shudder for a second fearing the worst, only to have the situation go the complete opposite direction.

With a wicked grin she drops me down her blouse, my now tiny body being caught in her ample bosom. From here I slide down a bit too far, the ‘bath’ from a minute ago sending me into this ocean of titflesh that I’m quickly submerged in, and I’m thankful of that her bra clasps in the front when my foot catches on said clasp, allowing me a bit of balance in-between the squishy prison I’m confined in. I strain a bit to push the tanned walls away so I can breathe and think, wondering how the hell I’m supposed to get out of here, when I notice the lacy ruffles lining the cups of the bra.

Gripping handfuls of flesh, I start to scoot my way onto the bra cups, and I begin to inch my way across her bra as she starts to breathe a bit harder, chest swelling and threatening to dislodge me. The entire scene reminds me of a climber scaling the side of a mountain, except this mountain is made of flesh, and I have no safety lines to catch me should I fall. A sudden jarring up down motion causes me to clench her breast meat even harder as she, I assume, sits down.

The sudden motion also causes me to lose my footing, and a foot slips under the cup only to find purchase on a hard nub. I now realize this nub is her nipple, and that it’s as hard as a diamond. The sudden realization of this reminds me that I’m not scaling a cliff, but that I’m currently rubbing against one of the exact things I rub off to each night.

Hit by a surge of lust, my erection pushes itself up against my stomach, and I begin to grind against her breast. I honestly can’t stop myself; gripping as hard as I can I begin the thrust away, pre-cum dripping out of my thick head as I furiously attempt to mate with the lump of flesh in from of me. I barely notice, due to being focused on blowing my load that the owner of this tit is moaning quietly above me. Of course even a loud moan is noticeable in my current state, and it reminds me that the warden of this jiggly prison is enjoying the attention I’m giving her.

Spurred onward, I let myself slide into the bra cup, using the stiff nipple as a handhold, and place to get air. Of course I could barely care about that, as my mouth strains to fit the pink nub inside to suckle on as I grind even faster against her. As my pace increases so does her moans, and I’m treated to the first female orgasm of my life as she convulses with pleasure.

The vibration of her convulsing paired with the sound of her moaning in orgasmic pleasure causes my own orgasm to his, several spurts of sticky white cum drenching both the underside of her breast and my own chest. Quickly after my peak passes I realize that I’m still miniature, and return to my great escape.

Slipping out of the cup, I feel her breathing increase again as I slide up the cup to the strap on the side. Using what little muscle I have I pull myself up and out of her blouse, relishing the lungful of cool air as I catch a look of her seductive look. I get a mere second of freedom before her hand snatches me up again, bringing me to her lips as she gives me a flurry of light pecks.

“Oh. My. God. That. Was. So. Good. I. Can’t. Believe. It,” she punctuates each word with a kiss, and after a few seconds of said pecking she drops me into the pocket of her lab coat.

Attempting to balance myself in the jumbled mess of pens and lollipops, I’m again jostled onto my ass as she starts trotting off, making her way out of the office murmuring something about a new vibrator.

God I don’t know if I hate my life or love it.