A Trip to the Hospital
Disclaimer: All characters and events are fictional, and any similarity to real people and events is purely coincidental. This is a work of erotic fiction intended to be read by people over 18 years of age (or 21 in some areas) where reading erotic fiction is legal. Story and all characters © Kardas Fox.
A Trip to the Hospital October 7, 2008
Harsh white light and the steady beep of an EKG greeted Spencer as he awoke. The tall fox's eyes fluttered open, everything was white and fuzzy until his eyes adjusted to the lights...and then everything was white and fuzzy. He took a look at his surroundings; white sheets, white walls, white ceiling, white everything. He was wearing a pale green gown of some thin yet incredibly itchy fabric.
With some difficulty, he untied the back of the gown and removed it, tossing it in the floor. As one sleeve came off, he felt a sudden sting in his right arm and looked down. A dislodged IV tube...from the smell, Spencer guessed he had been put into the comforting embrace of Morpheus. Muttering curses under his breath, he replaced the tube. Now clad in only boxer shorts, he adjusted the sterile white sheet on top of him in case someone walked in. Fatigue came out of nowhere and hit hard, he slipped back into unconsciousness without a fight.
The fox awoke a few hours later, again feeling blinded by the light. As he squinted and looked around the room, he noticed his hat on a table by the window. Without thinking, he tried to get up, only to groan out in pain and fall back on the bed as the lower half of his left leg erupted in agony.
"Good, you're awake," came a soft voice from the other side of the room. The nurse, a gorgeous white mouse, made her way over to the table, her long blonde hair swaying with every step. She picked up the hat, then approached the bed and put it on Spencer's head. "That's what you wanted, right? You were always wearing that thing..."
"Yeah, thanks. What happened to me? Why am I here?"
"A truck backed over you in a parking lot. Shattered tibia, minor internal bruising, fractured ass..."
"Is the driver at least going to pay my medical bills?"
"Yes, but his insurance is going to cover most of it." She smirked. "It was your truck."
"I remember now...the brakes were acting up this morning so I was going to have them checked out. I guess they finally gave way after I got out..."
"This morning? It was two days ago, you've been out for a while."
"Two days? Shit..." Spencer laid a hand over his forehead. "Is there something you can do about these lights? They're giving me a headache..." The mouse nurse smiled and nodded, then turned out the lights for him. The harsh white glare was gone, and only the gentle golden glow of sunset lit the room. "Thanks, you're a nice lady..."
She looked at him strangely, then came a lot closer and looked him right in the eye. "You don't remember me, do you? I guess I can't really blame you, we only went to school together for two years..."
Spencer looked her over a bit more closely, then his eyes widened. "Beth? Beth Reyton?"
"That's right! I knew I left an impression on you!" She sat on the edge of the bed, her perfect rump perched on the rail in an impressive balancing act. Her slender form beckoned, and Spencer's eyes had a hard time staying on her face. "So what were you doing on this side of town? I thought there was a brake place closer to your house?"
"I just moved a couple of weeks ago, haven't gotten to know the new neighbors yet. I never saw you again after you graduated, I thought you went out of state?"
"I did, for a while. I went to a medical school up north, but I came back here to work. It's nice seeing other places, but I think I'll always have an attachment to the town I grew up in. What have you been doing since school? Last time I saw you, you were a horny sophomore."
"It's hard not to be around you. I've been working retail here and there, odd jobs on the side. It's the sort of slump I don't mind settling into, I'm not really the ambitious college type."
Beth giggled. "I don't think you're going to impress a lot of women like that. Being a cashier just isn't the same kind of floozy magnet as owning a solid gold ferrari."
"I don't do it to impress people, I do it because it makes me happy. Isn't that why you got into nursing?"
"Of course. Getting to see people naked is a nice bonus, though." She noticed something in the corner of her eye and turned to look, her sapphire blue eyes going wide. "Well, I see someone else remembers me too!"
Spencer looked down and gasped. He hadn't felt himself get hard, but there was quite a tent in the sheet. "I'm sorry, I didn't even realize..."
"Oh don't apologize foxy, I take it as a compliment. You poor thing...so pumped full of chemicals you don't even know how long you've been asleep, and now you're all hard and needy because hottie nurse is teasing you?" She whipped the sheet back and pulled his boxers down until they were just above the cast on his lower left leg.
"Wait...what are you..."
"My job is to make you feel better. Just relax and go with it. Besides, have you forgotten how things worked in high school? I own you, and I want to play with my fox."
Beth lowered her head and licked a bead of tangy precum from the tip of Spencer's cock. She watched him shiver in response, then took his foxhood into her mouth and started to suck. The fox watched the mouse's head bob on his member, her golden hair bouncing softly with her motions. Beth used her thumb and index finger to massage the base of his shaft as her tongue explored the thick pink organ. He couldn't help but moan and writhe in response to the stimulation, under her complete control.
Beth suddenly stopped and pulled away from his prize, leaving it covered in saliva. The mouse hiked her skirt up, exposing a scandalous black thong which was quickly removed. She climbed into the bed with him and positioned herself over the head of his throbbing dick, her pink lips moist and puffy with need. Beth caressed the tip of Spencer's foxhood with her outer folds, just watching him squirm to her teasing before she finally sat down on his lap, taking his full length in one go.
Spencer moaned and tried to buck his hips. "Damn...you're as tight as ever!"
"Don't move. You're hurt, just lie back and let me do all the work." Beth's hands rest on Spencer's chest for support. She slid herself up his shaft until only the head remained inside, then sat on it again. The lewd sound of their wet sexes getting re-acquainted filled the room.
Spencer's eyes shifted from Beth's lovely blue eyes, to her bouncing breasts, to the splayed pink lips wrapped around his thick fox dick. He placed his hands on her slender hips, feeling her soft silky fur and the movement of muscle underneath as she rode him hard.
The mouse's pussy drooled all over his thick piece as she bounced in his lap, her sweet nectar easily coating his foxhood and pooling on his sac. Spencer's head lolled to the side and he started to pant, but she only rode him faster, her lips curled in a dominant smirk.
"You look so cute when you're getting fucked. I'll be seeing a lot of that expression after you recover...when I make you my bitch all over again."
"I'm not as easy as I used to be," he warned in between moans. "You'll have to work for it this time!"
"I wouldn't have it any other way." With that, she squeezed harder on his shaft and sped up.
Spencer tensed up, his shaft pulsing inside her and his balls drawing close. He tried to lift her hips off of him, but she continued to ride. "Beth...I'm gonna..."
"I know. It's okay Foxy, let it out. My heat is nowhere close, I'm safe."
It wasn't much longer until he cried out in bliss, and when she felt the first spurt of warmth into her depths she sat all the way down on him and let him squirt her full. Beth kept her tunnel clenched tightly around him, feeling every spurt of thick fox juice. Spencer's knot was pressed flush to her labia and fully swollen; she would learn to take it again, but on another day. She reached down and rubbed her clit energetically, soon squeaking cutely and adding to the wet mess in Spencer's fur with a gush of fragrant mousette nectar.
After allowing Spencer a few seconds of rest, Beth pulled off of his softening shaft. His knot had been huge just seconds ago, but without a tight grip it rapidly shrank. A mixture of their fluids dribbled out of her muff, leaving a trail across his belly and chest as she repositioned herself over his face. Without a word, he started licking her folds, cleaning the cummy mess from her well-used mousehole.
She smacked his hat off of his head and grabbed a fistfull of brown hair, then started to hump his face. His tongue darted inside her, collecting more of the mess he left inside her before he moved on to her clit. He pressed his tongue against her stiff little nub firmly and worked it back and forth then up and down.
Beth shuddered and ground her cunny into his muzzle harder, she felt herself getting close again already. "You've gotten better at this..." He didn't respond, he just kept torturing her stiff clitty. She began to tense up, and just before that blissful moment, his tongue withdrew and he flicked her clit with a fingertip. "Aagh you bastard!" She squeaked in a mixture of pleasure and pain, it was the last little push she needed to cum, despite the jolt of pain that came with it.
Spencer caressed her abused clit with his tongue, soothing it with his warmth and making her body twitch from the oversensitivity. He then moved on to lick up all of the excess juice she'd made. After resting a little, Beth crawled off of the bed and put her underwear back on. She straightened her skirt out, then grabbed some paper towels and cleaned up part of the mess in Spencer's fur before it had a chance to dry. She pulled his boxers back up and replaced the sheet.
"I'll come back when my shift is over. When I do, I'll do something you've always wanted me to do. That one thing I never did for you in high school. Then tomorrow, after I take care of your morning wood I'll give you a sponge bath to get the rest of the juice out of your fur."
He watched her leave, part of him not believing anything that had just happened. If not for the aroma of sex in the air and the strands of short white fur between his fingers, he would have thought it all a pleasant dream.
Later that night, Beth returned to find Spencer already asleep. She slipped into the bathroom with her duffel bag and quickly changed out of her uniform. She left her thong on, but removed her bra. The slim mouse slipped into a loose t shirt and jeans. She didn't like sleeping in pants, but she'd get in a lot less trouble that way if she got caught.
Beth crawled into bed with Spencer as cautiously as possible, staying above the sheet. He groaned and looked at her with bleary eyes, she kissed his nose. "Go back to sleep Foxy, it's just me. The night nurse isn't very attentive, so we shouldn't be disturbed as long as you don't hit the call button."
"What time is it?"
"Just past ten o'clock. My shift just ended, and I think we could both use a cuddle."
She pressed in close, wrapping her arms around him gently and resting her head on his chest. He put an arm around her and craned his neck a little to kiss the top of her head. "Goodnight Beth....and thank you."
"Goodnight, Spencer." She pressed tight against him, and the two of them slowly drifted off together.