Random Life Event
Just something random which I decided to write based on something I encountered. Hope you enjoy it and I do not mean any offense to anyone.
Warning: This story contains nudity.
It was a morning like any other, cold and dry. I open my eyes, looking at the bare ceiling that is my room and turn to my right. Looking out the window, I see that it is still dark, the sun still asleep. I groan and kick away my covers.
"Shit", I exclaim, shivering. I reach for the AC remote and quickly turn it off.
I walk out into the living room, turning on the lights. Doing my morning stretches, I warm up a little, feeling the warmth radiate through my body.
Before going to take a shower, I turn on the coffee maker. I stand under the flowing warm water, my extremities waking up and becoming their normal red. Drying off after the invigorating shower, I put on my uniform.
I pour myself a cup of coffee, black as usual. Sitting down in front of the TV, I wait for the call that is my friend. As punctual as always, he calls at precisely 6 am. I turn off the TV, quickly wash my cup and make my way down.
Getting into his car, "Morning." He replies me in kind.
The drive to work, roads empty and the lights accompanying the darkness. By the time we arrive, the sun has just awoken, its rays just piercing the clouds. We both get out and clock in at the modest location.
"Looks like we have a handful today."
He's right. Looking at the lobby, I count 5 couples with their child in paws. However, one fur stood out the most.
"Hey Greg, adult today", I pat his shoulder, whispering, as I get behind the counter. He looks at the male and nods in agreement.
The doctor, just in his 30's, comes in not long after us. He makes his way to his office after exchanging some pleasantries with the parents.
At precisely 8 am, I disappear to change into my scrubs and make my way into the preparation room as Greg calls on the parents to register.
It's automatic for me by now. Greet the parents and then take the child in hand, place him on the warm quilt on the cold metallic table. You could always see the glint in the kid's eyes, full of wonder and happiness, not knowing what is going to happen in the next 20 minutes.
"Is he going to be alright? Is the procedure going to hurt? Do I need to be with him?"
These are the normal questions that I take every day and I assure the parents that their son is in good hands.
The hours seems like nothing to me as parent after parent come in, bringing in their child for the procedure. I liken it to breathing, automated and without thinking.
Then, the young male walks in. I smile at him.
"Morning sir. To the bed please. I'm afraid you're a little big for the normal prep area." I joke, trying to reduce his anxiety.
He smiles weakly and sits on the bed. I can tell that he was nervous, his hands clasped together and his legs shaking a little.
"Please disrobe sir."
I open the top cabinet and take out a gown, with a hole for which the penis to fit through. Turning around to face him once more, I'm faced with a fit gentleman with an uncut manhood befitting such a fur.
I smile and help him into the gown, struggling with the hole which is a little small for the thick shaft.
I point to the bed and smile. "Please lie down sir."
He lies down and I get to work, shaving off some of the hair that's in the way.
"So, I'm guessing military?" I ask him. He looks at me surprised.
"How did you know?"
"Lucky guess. I hope that you're not being pressured into doing this."
He nods and gets a little angry.
"Yes, I know what I'm doing. Can you nut jobs cool it? I've gotten enough flak from others and I don't need it from you."
It's my turn to look surprised.
"Sorry. It's rare that we get adults in so I do get a little chatty."
He relaxes a little but I can tell that he is still tense.
"Okay sir, I'm going to jab you with this here needle." I hold up a syringe with a needle for him to see. He nods and clenches his paws. I clean the area with rubbing alcohol and very gently, pierce the skin and inject the liquid.
"You're the biggest that we've received here," I try to divert his mind away.
"Well, considering mainly children, yeah" he giggles nervously.
"Oh, I mean it. We do occasionally get adults like yourself but most are just average."
He smiles and I can see that he is relaxing. I squeeze his paw and smile.
"Don't worry. You're in good hands. It'll be over before you even know it."
He gets transferred onto another bed and I wave goodbye to him as he disappears into the operating room.
"Another soul to the butcher."