Wishful Thinking/A Visit To The Nurse's Office
From Create Your Own Story
"Umm, shall we continue?" Mrs. Taylor asks.
"By all means," Levins replies, "I believe you were going to take me to the library?"
"Right." But every step Mrs. Taylor takes is a step closer to an orgasm she can not control. She stops mid-step and slows her pace.
"Mrs. Taylor, I'm beginning to think you're delaying me on purpose!" Levins announces.
Levins walks up to Taylor and takes her by the arm. He gingerly guides Taylor forward, forcing her to pick up her pace. It doesn't take long before she is on her knees feeling the impact of an orgasm wash over her. "OOohh... " She shivers in Levins arms.
"Ah...uh... Mrs. Taylor, you don't appear to be well..." Levins finally admits, "Perhaps we should visit the school nurse as our first stop instead."
"Um... no... I'm fine... I... NNnngh..." Despite the fact that she just came, she is quickly aroused again thanks to another wish you make to your genie. "Maybe there is... nngh... something wrong with me..." Sweat is beading down her forehead now.
The two make their way to the nurse's office as you and Amina follow. You can't help but notice the puddle left on the ground as you pass.
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"What seems to be the problem?" asks Nurse Jenson as Taylor and Levins walk into the office.
"The principal appears to be down with something," Levins states.
"Let me see... oh!" Jenson immediately notices the juices gushing down Taylor's legs. "When did this happen?"
"From what I can tell, shortly after I arrived," Levins answers.
"Well, it doesn't appear to be blood..." Jenson dabs a bit on her finger to feel and smell, "Hmm... how do you feel, Trish?"
"She's not well, that's why we came here!" Levins replies.
"With all due respect, sir, I was addressing Mrs. Taylor." Jenson responds.
"It's strange, Abby, I don't feel sick... just.... well... (whisper) aroused," Trish tells the nurse.
"Hmm... I'm going to have to take a look." Abby turns to Mr. Levins, "Uh... we'll need some privacy, sir."
"Of course, of course," Levins says, only somewhat annoyed. He steps behind the sheet partition to let the lady do her job.
The nurse undoes Taylor's skirt. "Hey, didn't you wear this for..."
"I know... it's a long, embarrassing story..." Taylor replies.
"Wow... I didn't think you for the type, Trish!" Abby says, commenting on Taylor's choice of undergarment. She gets the principal on the examining stirrups and pulls down the silk black panties. With the panties off, the vibrating egg comes out with a wet pop. It vibrates as if it has a life of its own, on the floor, "Well here's your problem!"
"Yeah... about that... hehe..." The nurse picks it up and shuts it off, blushing. She continues her investigation with Mrs. Taylor's legs spread on the stirrups.
"Wait... there's another one..." Abby says, examining further. Out from her anus, Abby finds the butt plug.
"Now that one... I... don't know where that came from!" Trish says, shocked.
"...Riiight... Okay, is this some kind of practical joke or something, Trish?" Nurse Jenson inspects Principal Taylor's orifices further, but no more devices can be found.
"MmmmMmmm.... Oh... Ohhh..." Taylor moans as the nurse's finger probes dig deeper. Suddenly the principal ejaculates her female juices, spraying Jenson. "Oh! Sorry! It's like I don't have any control..."
"Sensitive too..." Abby says.
"This is an outrage!" Mr. Levins shouts. The ladies turn to find him in full view of what they are up to. Taylor tries to hide her private parts with her discarded skirt. "I am here on important board duty and here you are playing with the school nurse! I've already told you once that my time is important and you're wasting it with these indecent acts!"
"Mr. Levins!" Jenson demands. "I am treating a patient with a very sensitive problem and you go barging in here, with no regard for a person's privacy! Have you ever even heard of the word?!"
"Treating a patient? It looks more like you two lesbians are in the middle of a sex session!" Levins replies, indignantly. "The board will hear of this, believe you me!"
"Sir, I am no lesbian!" Jenson responds. "And if the board hears of any of this, it'll be your lack of tact and respect for others! You'd be lucky if we didn't sue you for libel!"
"Ahem"
Everyone turns to find a student at the door.
"Uh... I uh... have a scratch on my elbow... I... band-aid?" he mutters.
"On the shelf, Peter," Abby sighs.
The student quietly finds the band-aid as the staff members watch. He exits as quickly as possible, "Hey, Mrs. T!" he says before leaving. Mrs. Taylor covers her face in shame.
