Bare Pet, The story of a lesbian girl - Part 2

Author: Girl_Les

The following story is based on my own life. You don't have to believe it, just read and enjoy it!

Special thanks to my proof-readers!

Chapter 10 - Playing dead

I tried to reach Christine on the number that she gave me, but only her voicemail replied. I left her a few messages because I was worried about my pussy since it was completely dead after three days. Besides this I had problems with the control of my bladder. At least I didn't have any problem with the piercing. It healed without the slightest problem. I was very nervous because with my dead sex I couldn't get off very often. I had a great time with my numb pussy after I got home, because it was a very curious feeling. It was like touching somebody else's body. I fisted myself and I felt my hand inside me and there was the nice stretching but the feeling wasn't complete somehow, but with this and with very intense nipple play I could reach a climax. I even tried anal stimulation but it didn't do anything for me. It was unpleasant and nothing more. Samantha was still trying to get it on with Michael, but they didn't have sex. She was still afraid of him, and I liked that. Maybe I am a bit cruel, but I was sure she deserved a better partner. I was thinking about what could I do to make him leave. The days passed and Christine called me at last: "I'm sorry, but I couldn't get here, so I only heard your message now!" "And?" I asked impatiently. "I told you that this is the side effect... Well actually this is the effect that we developed this for..." "But how long will it last?" I inquired restively "I can't take it for long!" "It will take about 6 weeks to..." "What?" I screamed into the phone. "Calm down. Nerve receptors and fibres are regenerating very slowly. The nerve cell is the only one which does not regenerate when damaged!" she explained in her cool way. "But you didn't damage my cells, did you?" "Certainly not!" stated Christine "It is rather complicated, but everything will be the same as before. Trust me! 6 weeks and you will start to feel something..." "Start to feel something?" I echoed her in a high pitched voice "Now tell me everything!" "There is not too much experience with this... OK. In my case after 40 days the feelings started to come back and 20 days more to achieve full sensitivity. I believe at your case it would be a bit more." "You tried this out before?" I raised the next question "Why do you think that it would be more with me?" "I used the alpha version and this was the gamma" she clarified slowly "With this there isn't any cell damage, but the increased electric activity damages the fibres. The fibres are regenerating from the cells, when there isn't any physical damage. And the longer the fibre the longer it takes to achieve full functionality. For these nerves it is between 6-8 weeks." "I can't believe you did this to me! Sometimes when I sneeze or laugh I even pee into my pants!" "I hope I can spare some time soon and we can meet! Good Bye!" I decided to go back to my place in my aunt's attic one week before the start of the fieldwork in the hospital. I didn't tell this to Samantha I wanted to surprise her. I put her present in a bag and I pedaled to the shop. I saw her through the window, but she didn't notice me. I sat down on a bench on the other side of the street and I waited for her impatiently. Wrath filled my mind when I saw Michael. He entered the shop and five minutes later they came out together. I didn't move and they didn't notice me. Tears got into my eyes. I went back home and I got my gear to make them sleep. I went to her place, but they weren't at home. I still hoped that she didn't lie to me. I put sleeping agent in the wine, vodka, coke, mineral and orange juice that was in the fridge. They arrived together in an hour. I went out on the balcony and hid under the table. I saw their legs as they wrestled on the couch. I peeked out to see more. They were kissing and petting. Then I almost cried out when I realized that Michael was about to pull down his pants. He got out his erect penis. It was mediocre, with thick curly, black fur all around its base. Samantha didn't have anything under her skirt and when she opened her legs her beautiful pussy offered itself. She had short, soft, blonde fur on her pubes. We had waxed her pubes more then 5 weeks ago. It was good to know that she didn't do it without me. Without any foreplay Michael penetrated my beloved. He pumped her about 2-3 minutes and then it was over. He kissed her and slowly turned on his side. He pulled his pants back up and kissed Samantha again. I didn't have a sexual relationship with a boy. I kissed and flirted with a few and that's all. I am not an experienced judge but I thought that it should be more then what I just saw. Samantha asked Michael for his choice of drink and then she came with a two glasses of wine and a mineral water. Michael drank a glass of water and both of them had a glass of wine. Michael turned on the TV and opened a bag of peanuts. Samantha sat next to him, cuddled up to him and started to kiss him on the face. Michael didn't react to her initiation. They both fell asleep right front of my eyes. I got inside and pulled my beloved away from that asshole. I gave her the N-mobilisine and pulled her over to the bathroom where I washed her pussy out. I was abominated by the thought that I might lick his semen out of her. I put Sam back on her bed and blindfolded her and put in the ear-plugs. I spread her lips and I started to spank her exposed pinkness. My hand hurt when I stopped it. Her pussy was red and swollen. I grabbed both of her lips with one hand and pulled on them. I tugged and stretched them in every direction, pulled them around in circles. Fury and disappointment drove me and gave me incredible force and stamina. I tortured her beautiful lips for very long. I had to pause to give Michael a dose from the sleeping agent. It was almost dawn and I wanted to fist fuck her before I left. This time it was even harder to slip in my hand then before. She was tighter and it hurt her more then before. I noticed now and even before that she was very well lubricated despite my brutality. I changed my hands a few times but after a full hour I could barely move my arms. She tried to move now and I had to finish. I gave her the injection, dressed her back up and pulled her back to the side of that dickhead. I replaced the drinks with sleeping agent from the fridge and collected my stuff. After I woke up I called Samantha in the shop but they told she was sick. I called her home but she didn't answer. I was worried about her. I didn't want to blow my cover to go to her, but I did at the end. I rang up but no answer. I went up and knocked on the door and then I opened the door. The flat was empty. I went back home and I called my mother's number. I knew that she was working but I wanted to hear if there was a message on the answering machine. She had called me and she said that she needed me. My heart gave a leap. It was so good to hear that. She gave me a number. When I called the number I shocked when they told me that it was the hospital's gynecology section. They told me that she had already left. I called her flat about twenty times before she picked up. When she heard my voice she broke out crying. "Please... Pet... Forgive me! Forgive me, please!" I hardly understood the words. "What's wrong?" I tried to ask her but I don't think she recognized the meaning of my question, she just cried. "When... Come... come to me... please! Pet! Please!" she sobbed. "I am coming!" My eyes got full of tears because I had hurt that girl very much. It didn't matter any more that she hurt me as well. My heart was full of love for her and I would never ever hurt her again. I pedaled like crazy, my mind wasn't paying attention to the traffic, and my sight was blurry since I had pulled down my glasses because of the tears that ran from my eyes. I heard the braking of a car and I saw it but it was too late. I pulled the handlebars to the side and I crashed into a parking car. I fell on the hood of the car and hit my head. I woke up in a hospital. At first I smiled because I was thinking on Christine, but there wasn't anybody in the room. I sat up and examined myself. I had a few bruises on my thighs and on my left hand but I had everything in place. My wounds were all sterilized with a red substance. I slipped off the bed and I realized my leg hurt a bit. I limped to the mirror and glanced at my image. I had a bandage on my head. "Hey you little girl!" a man entered into the room "Get back into that bed at once!" "But I am fine. I would like to leave!" I replied. "I'm Doctor Vale! Please sit back! Let me decide if you can leave or not!" he was very young for a doctor, he was tall, slender with light brown hair and glasses. He had a warm smile. "Certainly. I'm Petra. Nice to meet you!" I sat back on the bed. "Do you remember what happened to you?" he sat down on a chair and looked into my eyes. "I do. I crashed into a parking car, because I didn't stop at the sign." "You are extremely lucky! But I would like to make a few tests if you don't mind." "What if I mind? I am in a hurry!" I tried to peek at his watch "How long was I unconscious?" "Long enough." He replied with a mysterious smile. "More then an hour passed since the ambulance brought you in!" "I have to leave now!" I jumped up from the bed "I can come back if you insist..." "It's Doctor Vale" he reminded me about his authority. "Look doctor I was in a hurry because of an emergency!" "What kind of emergency?" he inquired. "Look! If I tell you everything her heart would break!" "You are a very smart little girl Petra, but I have my duty. I cannot let you out without proper diagnostics and I am only allowed to release you out to an adult relative or an accredited person in charge." He sounded very official. "Can I make a phone call?" "Yes. Who do you want to call?" he handed over his wireless device. "My sister" I replied while I dialed Samantha's number. She didn't answer. I tried it one more time but no luck. "She is in trouble. I have to go there." "We already discussed this!" he cocked his eyebrow. "Good. Ask me how many fingers 'do you see?' and the other things, otherwise you will never let me out of here!" "It's Doctor Vale, young lady!" He started the tests but he was obviously confused that I knew everything in advance. I had lived this a few months ago and we learned this in school as well. I didn't have any symptoms that indicated a concussion. And when I told him this deduction he knotted his eyebrows. "Can I leave now doctor Vale?" I tried to be serious "Certainly I can fill out the discharge papers, but my sister is in trouble and I would like to leave as soon as I can!" "Unfortunately I can not allow that. I told you an adult..." "I am over 18" I lied to him without hesitation "You can believe me!" "I believe my eyes more then your words. I think you are trying to fool me! You didn't have any ID with you and you look like 14 to me!" "No. Really! I'm almost 18! I beg you. I have to leave now!" "Can't you call any other relatives to pick you up?" "You don't understand! I don't have any relatives nearby!" "Only your sister?" "Yes. And she is in despair! I have to go!" I tried to look as pleading as I could. He cocked one eyebrow and shrugged. "Get your things!" He pointed to the wardrobe and left. I heard a voice behind the door and he came back almost instantly. "My shift is over. I'll give you a ride and we will come back with your sister to fill out those papers." I jumped up from the bed almost knocking him over. "You didn't pick up your things..." "No. I don't have anything. Let's just go!" I grabbed his hand and led him out. He smiled. In the elevator there were three other people. He leant to my ear and whispered: "Did you know that you are very determined for a 14 year old? " "Did I tell you that I am actually 17?" I whispered back. He made big eyes. He had a very comfortable car and I liked the way as he handled the big machine. He drove sporty but not too aggressive. I knew that I should pick him up for Samantha. We got there in five minutes. I tried to ring her from the entry phone but she didn't reply. The Doctor's face looked a little bit worried. When we knocked the door without answer, he shook his head. "Give me your credit card!" "What?" "Your credit card! I left my keys at home." "Is this really your sister's flat?" He asked when I tore the card from his hand. I managed to open the door in a couple of seconds. "Samantha!" I called out, I heard the water running and when I opened the bathroom's door thick steam covered the air at once. "Petra!" she jumped out from the bathtub into my arms. "What's happened?" "What happened to you?" she asked looking at my bondage and wounds. She sobbed in my neck. "I had a minor accident. But tell me what's wrong?" "Peeet..." she wept continuously "I am so sorry that I didn't listen to you! I never let you down again! Please forgive me!" I dropped a towel on her and led her to the living room. The good doctor had disappeared by that time. Samantha cried and cried and I held her sobbing body. I caressed her hair, I cleaned her tears from her face and my own since tears ran down on my cheeks as well. I gave her a glass of water and she eased her soul after a while. "I let him fuck me!" she told still sobbing "It was yesterday. We had a nice dinner and I invited him in for a drink. I didn't mind it. I wanted it as well, but it was... He didn't care about me. I had a few boyfriends before but this one was the worst. I didn't mind that as well. We could have a nice evening after all, but then he turned on the TV and it seemed that he didn't want to do anything more. I brought drinks to him and then he just fell asleep." "That's not that bad! Calm down my dear!" I kept her in my embrace. "When I fell asleep as well he did it again! He raped me! He was very brutal. He just wanted to hurt me!" she started to cry out again "The worst thing is that I... I... enjoyed... I enjoyed it! I came while he tortured me! I did!" "Come on, you little goose! It is completely all right! I enjoy pain as well!" I gave her a kiss on her cheek feeling her salty tears. "He seemed so nice... He denied everything. I don't know." "Maybe he is a lunatic." I suggested. "Will you tell me what happened exactly?" "I felt like I was dreaming" she started. She got back some control. "I couldn't hear or see anything and I couldn't move. I felt hits on my pussy. The beats concentrated exactly on my clit and lips, I would have screamed out if I could have." "How long did it last?" I started to get excited. "I can't tell" she sighed "Half an hour maybe. Then something got hold of my lips and they were stretched and pulled. This was pleasant at first despite the brute force. Later my lips hurt and it got all painful. This lasted very long. It could be even two hours..." "Two hours?" I cocked one of my eyebrows. "Isn't that an exaggeration?" "No!" she raised her voice "I really lost my feeling for time, but I'm telling you it took very long." "OK. No objection." I backed up, although she was more or less right with the estimated durations. "At the end something big fucked me! I had a feeling that it was a penis of an elephant, but I don't think that it can be so thick." She stared at me and waited for a response. "Maybe it was a thick dildo." I offered. "No it was more alive! It wasn't cold. It was something living..." "A fist?" I guessed. "Neay; a fist can't be it. I could never get such a big thing in me! That can't be!" she protested. "Four finger is my absolute maximum." "So you have tried it?" I grinned. "I bet you did as well!" "You want to bet?" I asked. She nodded and I smiled broadly "It isn't very nice to bet on something that you are sure of!" "I still don't wear panties even though we bet only for a month." she reminded me "It would be time for you to do the same!" "It would be a nice view to lie on that car unconscious and showing my bare pussy to the world..." "Tell me what happened to you!" she interrupted. "I was in a hurry and I crashed into a parking car, because I didn't stop at the stop sign." "It was because of me, wasn't it?" "No. Not at all! I was careless!" "Oh I love you so much!" she suddenly hugged me. "Hey what about the bet? I want you to be without underwear!" "OK" I told her and I pulled down my panties. "Uhh!" she blinked in surprise "But it's not just for now, is it?" "As long as you don't wear panties I will do the same. I promise. You don't have to win a bet for this. However if you want to bet..." "OK. You are a great girl!" she cried out; her eyes lit up as she smiled. From that day we were together almost continuously except her working hours. Our friendship got back on track. We had a great time together. I wanted to keep my rings secret at least for a while because I didn't have a plausible explanation for them, but I couldn't hide them for long. Right at that evening she noticed the jingle that my rings made when I moved since I didn't have my panties on. "What is that sound?" she asked. "What sound?" "Kind of tingling." "I didn't hear it." I told her. "At the moment I can't hear it either" When we prepared the table for dinner she held up one finger in the air and pointed to me. I stepped backwards with the plates in surprise and with that I jingled again. "It's you!" "Me?" I put down the plates on the table. I realized that it is the best to show it now. "You mean this?" I lift my skirt. "Woow!" her jaws dropped "When did you do that?" "At home... I was bored" "Did it hurt?" she inquired. "No. Not at all." "And how does it feel?" "Fine." How could I say that I had no idea. "It looks extraordinarily good!" she shrugged "You surprised me! I have never seen anything like that, but I have to tell you it turns me on somehow!" Maybe I should tell her that showing it turned me on as well. We had our dinner and she was telling me more about her times with Michael. We were lieing in bed late in the evening when she suddenly raised up. She lifted the blanket off me: "Can I see it?" "You mean my piercing?" "Sure!" she moved down and stared at my pubic area "Can I touch? I don't want to embarrass you, if you..." "Feel free to do whatever you want!" I opened up my legs a bit and sat up. I regretted my lack of feelings in that area because she carefully grabbed my ring. She pulled on a bit and looked at me: "Doesn't that hurt?" "No." I shrugged because I wasn't sure. She pulled on it stretching my lips more. "And how can you take it out?" "I don't want to. But I just have to pull open the ring a bit and then the little ball falls out." "I am sorry if I intimidated you with my behavior." She said when laid back to the pillow. "You didn't. I really don't mind. We are close friends after all." She made me so horny that I had to get off after she dozed off. I shoved my fist into my lifeless organ. I didn't have to move my hand at all because I didn't feel that. I felt only the stretching in my muscles around my vagina. To increase the sensation I supplemented my hand with four fingers of my other hand. This uaually did the job. However this time I slowly slid my thumb in as well. Feeling Sam next to me gave me an enormous turn on and with a sudden thrust my other hand's fingers passed the knuckle of my thumb and slid in. The sensation was very intense and painful even without my internal sensors. I even forgot to breathe because of the shock. As my body jerked when my hand entered my arms stretched and I realized that I couldn't move. I had both of my hands inserted from behind. I had to change position to be able to pull out my hand. When I pulled it out I experienced a flash of pain running through my body. I grabbed my nipple with my free hand and pulled and pinched it. My body reacted instantly and I had an orgasm. That was the best I had had in quite a while. The next day I called Christine to tell her Samantha's number. She wanted to see me so I called Sam in the shop and told her that I had to go to my father. I hadn't seen my father for years but this was a good excuse. Christine picked me up a few hours after my call and we went to her secret place. I told her everything about Sam. As we chatted I mentioned to her the jingling that betrayed my rings. "I have the perfect solution for that" she laughed. I got scared because her solution for my masturbation was to disable my pussy. "I hope it is not as radical as your famous desensibilization expedient." "Oh nothing like that! It would be only a small weight." She smiled and pulled down to stop at a petrol station. "Come with me! Let's eat a snack!" When we finished and got back into her car she noticed my bare pussy under the skirt. She reached for my skirt and lifted it to validate her observation. "Can you drive?" she asked. "No." "Want to try?" "Here?" my jaws dropped. "What about the police?" "What police? There are no police here." She nudged me "Yes or no?" "Yes." She stopped. We were on a third-rate road but occasionally there was some oncoming traffic. I slid into the driver's seat and followed her instructions. At first it was difficult to adjust the seat to my dwarfish height. She had a Nissan petrol with manual transmission. That kind of transmission is common in my country. We started and stopped about a dozen times. I began to learn how to operate the clutch and the accelerator. I had so much fun. Then she allowed me to drive faster and we drove ahead on the road towards her farm. Initially it was difficult even to go straight but a few kilometers later I wasn't that bad. Before the village I had to pull over and she took over the wheel. After we arrived in her house, we went into the basement. "How often did you use the cream what I gave to you?" she asked her next strange question. "About three times a day, as you suggested." We got to a short corridor with two doors. "There is not too much left." I added. I was taken aback when I glanced the equipment all around. It looked more like a medieval torture chamber. To support my estemation she put handcuffs on me after I dropped my dress and tied me to a cable that was hanging from the ceiling through pulleys. She hung two weights on my rings. My lips stretched out and got almost white from the extreme force. I felt the weight in my crotch. It was aching but it wasn't unbearable. "It is essential to use that cream continuously" she commented as she squatted down front of my stretched lips "They are very nice!" "What is that cream good for?" "There is oestrogen in it and a kind of synthetic poli-collageen which is still under development..." "I know there wasn't even a mouse who got it before me!" I inserted sarcastically. "Oestrogen will make your lips bigger and will keep them more elastic and sensitive while the other component helps to strengthen the skin. Without that the piercing hole stretches and you would end up with a huge hole in your delicate skin. The oestrogen will work only in the long run but the other stuff is already started to work on your lips." She ignored my comment, and pushed the weights to make them swinging "What do you feel?" "You know that exactly" I snapped angrily. "No I don't." she replied softly "It is your body. Anyway I never had piercings, I cannot compare the feeling. Unfortunately I am not in the position to wear piercings..." "Nothing. I feel nothing." I said those words very slowly to exaggerate their meaning. "Then let's try out something!" She went to the desk and started the computer that was on it. She opened a door and pulled out a bundle of cables. She dragged the cables to me and connected one of the cables to my ring with a clip. She walked back and started a program. "Would you like to burn out more nerves, or what?" "That's not my intention" she replied on a very calm voice "I would like to ask you to stop being so negative towards me!" Christine came back and picked up a cable from the bundle. She leant to my right nipple and slowly licked it and sucked it. That was very good and I really wanted to apologize but I concentrated on the feelings. She moved to my other nipple and gently sucked it. It didn't take very long for her to make me come. Suddenly I felt tingling electricity on my right nipple. I opened my eyes and watched as Christine pushed the end of the cable to my still wet breast right under my nipple. She moved the electrode around my nipple while sucking and chewing the other one. The sensation was very nice and completely new. Combined with her oral action I slowly started to come again. She adjusted her hand and now stimulated my nipple directly, lengthening my climax. I breathed heavily. She looked up with my nipple between her teeth and smiled. She inflicted some pain and then walked to the drawer. She brought two cables with crocodile clips on the end. She attached them to both of my nipples. It hurt as the little teeth dig into my only remaining erogenous zone. She connected the other end to two cables from the bundle. She went back to the computer and after a few keystrokes I felt the tingling sensation in my nipples. She came back to me, and stood behind me. She gently tilted my head and pushing my hair away she kissed my neck. She slowly moved her petting tongue around my neck. She covered my face and shoulders while she caressed my back with her fingertips. Then she grabbed my asscheeks and massaged them. Christine was very attentive and moved on my bottom with her mouth and later on my thighs and legs. She licked me all over, while the electricity excited my tits. It changed slightly, it got stronger and weaker. Sometimes it was more like a buzz and then it changed to small bursts. When one of these bursts got unusually strong and more painful I got off again. She probably sensed my tremble because she stopped the petting with a long kiss on my mouth. She walked to the computer and glanced back at me. I saw the change in her eyes. I knew she was about to torture me. She really changed settings and the electric burst became violent. I felt my muscles contract from the impulses. She removed the electrode from my right nipple and took it off from the ring at the same time. I watched as her features changed when she clamped the clip that she took from my ring to my nipple. The sensation was shocking. I lost my balance for a moment, but certainly the cable prevented me from falling to the ground. She put on gloves and grabbed the clips and holding them she shook my tits and pulled them up and forward and sideways as well. The pain worked as well and I came so wild that I lost total control and I hung by my hands when it was over. I got back to my feet and I was thankful when she removed the clips. She massaged my tortured nipples making me squirm. Christine let me free. She removed the weights and put them back to its place. She got out a small cylindrical shaped weight. She glanced at her watch and shook her head disappointedly. "I have to go without your services" she commented with a real regret in her tone. "Just call me!" I suggested. "I have my responsibilities. It is not too easy to steal time for us." she waved with her hand to follow her. I dressed up while she turned everything off. She ran up the stairs and in the very next second we were in her car. She gave me the little weight. I almost dropped it because it was incredibly heavy for its size. It was about 5-6 cm tall and approximately 3 cm in diameter. "It's very heavy!" "Yes it is made of iridium and it is one kilogram. I would like you to wear it on your right labium." "Isn't it too heavy for that?" I questioned her decision. "You just had 2 kg on each!" she grumbled "I would like to see how much would it change by the time we meet again." She added. "I see." I nodded "You know it is much better if I understand your motives." "Here is a new jar of that cream!" she opened the glove compartment and gave me the cream. "I hope that I see you next week." Meanwhile we got back to the town and she stopped at my aunt's house. I kissed her. She got turned on and we kissed long and passionately. She panted heavily and kissed me again. "You have a room there?" she whispered. "Yes." I sighed. I was as turned on as she. "Is it safe?" "Come and try it out!" I pulled her by the hand. We run up the stairs. I pulled her moist panties to the side and I tasted her dripping wet pussy. I didn't let her have time to regret her visit. After I licked up all the juices I concentrated my tongue on her pink bud. I lapped it and when I felt her body trembling I sucked on it. I retracted the skin around it and I rubbed it with my sucking mouth and licking tongue. I used my free hand to start tugging her lips and she came again instantly. She moaned loudly. I grabbed her labia and with them in my hand I penetrated her vagina. I pulled her lips inside the pussy. My fist slipped in slowly and I fucked her ferociously. I flipped her clit continuously and grabbed her erect nipples. I started to pull and pinch them while I felt her muscles tense around my fist. She arched her back as usual and her whole body shuddered for minutes while I kept up the stimulation on every front. Then Christine's body calmed down, her muscles relaxed and I stopped. We embraced each other I held her with one hand around her waist and the other from within her pussy. She clasped my neck, she dug her face into my hair. I knew that she fell asleep. It took a while before I was able to relax myself, since I got very much aroused from the sex with her. I woke up for the feeling that my hand was a bit torpid because Christine's sleeping frame was on it. My other hand was still inside her. I kissed her chest to wake her up. She stretched her clasped hands and leant backwards a bit. I raised my head to be able to kiss her waiting lips. "I'm afraid that you have to go!" I mentioned her tilting my head towards the dark window. "I love you my Bare Pet! Do it again, please! I want you to do it again!" We started to kiss and the mood raised again right away to the stars. She pushed her tits towards my head, her nipples asked for my mouth. I flicked her nipple quickly while I slowly moved my hand that was still in her pussy. Her body responded without any delay, her breath quickened and about five minutes later she was drifting in an orgasm again. I changed position and with that I pulled out my fist which still held her huge labia. I let them free, but just to be able to suck them into my eager mouth. I set my teeth at the base of her pendulous lips while my tongue darted on the soft skin. It filled my mouth completely. I saw that she did something like that with my lips but unfortunately I didn't feel that. What I felt were her hands that were playing heavily with my tits. I increased my suction and got a new grip with my teeth on her spongy skin. This time her clit stuck between my incisors as well and my tongue flicked it faster and more often while it played its crazy dance with her flaps. I grabbed both of her tits. I barely started to have fun with them when I sensed her new climax. I concentrated my flicks on her clit to achieve a deeper pleasure. I was obviously successful since Christine moaned louder and louder for about a minute and pushed my head away. Fortunately her pleasure pushed me over the top as well and I had a minor one too. For the love of variety this time she embraced my bottom and she held her face to my pubes. I knew she must sleep a bit. She was like that. I fell asleep myself after a while. When I woke up I found her head still resting on my bald pussy. I tried to get into a more comfortable position, but with this I woke her up. She kissed my pussy and then my belly. She got up and reached out her hand. She pulled me up and hugged and kissed me. Then we went into my bathroom. We both climbed into the bathtub sitting face to face. I switched the water to the showerhead and directed the stream at her pussy. She moaned softly and closed her eyes. I asked her to spread her lips wide. She did so without delay. It was a fantastic view as her labia stretched wide. I concentrated the stream on her reddish inside. She laid down her head to the side of the tube and enjoyed the feeling. After a while I started to finger her vagina. The hot water washed away her wetness, so it wasn't as slippery as usual. Slowly I worked in my four fingers. At this time she groaned continuously. When I thrust my fist inside she came violently. Christine was always very loud but this time she exceeded all of my expectations. Her body trembled and spasmed, she let her lips fall out of her hands as well. I pulled out my hand and I inserted the showerhead instead. She opened her eyes and cocked her eyebrows. The water was very hot and the little jets of water must have tickled her pussy. I grabbed her loose lips, stretched them wide and leaned down to be able to do oral on her exposed clit. At first she tried to push my head away, so I didn't lick it directly just around. I let one of her lips free and sucked it into my mouth. After a bit of lipsucking I massaged her clit with my tongue. She reacted positively and reached down to keep her lips open for me. I sucked, licked and bit her most sensitive part until she fainted at the end of a long lasting climax. "I didn't want to get so deeply involved with you!" Christine told me while she dressed up. "What do you mean?" I stretched naked on my bed. "The contrast between your innocent look and professionalism makes me crazy! I would like to make love to you day and night... Ohh damn!" she turned back from the mirror "I have to go! What should I tell to my husband?!" "I believe this is not the first time..." "You are wrong!" she flashed a coy smile. "I never lost control before you! This is the first time that I didn't plan beforehand what would happen. You are my Bare Pet! You little witch! I love you!" She reached out for my hand, pulled me up and kissed me. I put on a robe and we went down together to her car. She sat in it and kissed me again. Then she moved to my neck and shoulders with her soft mouth while her exploring fingers got my tits and started to play with them. By the time her eager mouth started to suck on my nipples I was in heaven and I came within a few minutes. "I have to leave now otherwise the dawn will find me in your arms!" she closed the door, but lowered the window "I am doomed!" She started the engine and left me there in opened robes staring after her diverging lights. I got shivered and pulled together the sides of my white robes. My aunt scared me because she was standing in the doorway and suddenly she burst out: "Leave my house at once you filthy bitch!" she jerked me towards the exit. "But aunt..." I tried to negotiate, but she was furious. "I don't want to see you again! I am sickened by you!" she pushed me out of the door "How should I tell this to your poor mother?" "She knows it" I lied "Can I get a few of my things?" "Disappear at once or I call the police..." "But I need my clothes at least!" I tried to got inside but she knocked me away. She was rather corpulent so I didn't have a chance. "You are sick!" she hissed and shut the door. I stood there in the chilly sunup in a thin robe and I knew that my life had changed for ever.

Part 11 -Hanging around

I was very happy that the first week was finally over on the pediatric ward. Not that I didn't like children but the head-nurse and most of the senior nurses made our lives miserable. We really did all the dirty jobs but we didn't learn anything about our would be profession. The rest of my field-work time was spent in the casualty department. The very first positive thing was Doctor Vale who greeted us with a warm smile when we got to the trauma ward. I had met with him before, to make everything clear regarding my short visit in the hospital after my accident. He still japed me whenever we ran into each other. He kept telling me that I looked 14. In trauma there was a different system for us students. They posted two of us to a nurse who was our tutor. We had to follow their schedule and did as they told us what to do. I was lucky because my supervisor was a nice woman called Victoria. She was very informal and she did everything together with us. I learned quite a lot from her. She was a bit melancholic. I never saw her smile during our first three days working together. Later I figured out that she had broken up recently with her husband. Nurse Victoria was a very attractive woman in her early thirties. She wore her chestnut hair in a fuzzy Cleopatra style. Her eyes were large, warm, and brown. She had a very pretty nose in her oval face giving her quiet an aristocratic expression. I loved her mouth. Her lover lip was thicker than the upper and somehow pouty. She was petite but not small. She had slim waist with nice round tits and a tight, sporty butt. I was attracted to her at once. My partner, Ashley was the star of our class. She was the best in everything. I liked her but had the feeling that she didn't like me, probably because I wasn't as dedicated as she was. Nevertheless we got along with each other pretty well. Ashley was a very tall, skinny girl. We looked very strange next to other. She had reddish hair, which she mostly wore in a ponytail. She had hazel eyes, and triangular shaped face. Her thin mouth sported a very light pink color, that matched with her pale skin and hazel eyes. After my aunt evicted me from her house I moved into Samantha's flat, but we agreed that it would only be temporary. Neither of us wanted to give up our independence. The only missing thing was money to get my own residence. Since my mother--after she discovered the reason my aunt put me out-- practically cut me off without a shilling. All of my income was the stipendium, and that was barely enough for food. After my third day was over in the trauma ward, I met Christine in the parking loot. Nurse Victoria had the morning shift and so I was able to leave at 1 o'clock. Christine greeted me with a hug and we kissed deeply and passionately right after I got into her car. I told her everything that happened during the past twelve days when she left me. She didn’t say anything but asked about the weight. "Did you wear it regularly?" "Well not when I was working. My uniform frock is way too short. I even broke my promise what I made to Sam and wore panties..." "I think I can help you getting some money. There are tests in the lab..." "Will they test drugs on me?" I interrupted her. "You can choose what risks you take. There are a lot more opportunities other than drugs. For instance there aren't any risks in the psychological tests." said Christine when we reached her secret house. "Let me measure your lips before I will lose my mind!" We went down into the basement where I dropped my clothes. Christine put on two identical weights on my rings then she measured every dimension of my labia. There was a noticeable difference in the length of them. She went to the computer and entered the data. I followed her and sat on her lap to see what she was doing. "What have you found?" I asked her scrutinizing the confusing tables and data. "How long did you wear it usually?" she asked instead of answering. "About 5 hours a day." I leaned close to her neck and kissed her. "Will you get the Noble Prize for stretching my labium?" "Not yet" she smiled and kissed me back gently on my mouth. "You gained 15 mm difference. Which is only temporary, but usually you can count with one-fifth of that to be permanent." "Very interesting" I teased her. I reached into her blouse for her tits and massaged them with a circular motion, "It’s not very nice to keep me here naked while you’re still dressed!" "I get your point!" She unbuttoned her blouse and I immediately latched onto her erect nipples. "Slow down!" She made me stand up while she quickly took off the rest of her clothes. She was dripping wet when I touched her floppy lips. We got down on the cold floor and I eagerly sucked her nipples while I crinkled her meaty pussy with my hand. She reciprocated by playing with my tits. She pulled and tugged them with her expert hands. When she started to concentrate on my nipples I felt the approaching wave of my climax. Since she had numbed my pussy, my only source of pleasure was playing with my tits and fisting my almost sensationless vagina. Living with this state had changed my body somehow. It was like loosing one sense organ and having the other senses getting better to compensate. I could easily get off playing with only my tits these last three weeks spent with a dead pussy. Now when I felt my nipples rolling between Christine's long fingers I exploded. When I had my orgasm, I lost control and I bit her nipple sharply. She squealed like a little pig and her body arched and she climaxed as well. We got back on our feet after regaining ourmposure. We kissed and she led me to a narrow bed or more exactly an examination table. She wanted to me to lie down, but I decided to do something kinky with her first. I hugged her and pulled her with me to the table while kissing. I opened the straps and when I managed to get atop of her, I pinned her wrists down with her arms stretched out straight above her head. Before she could mange to do anything, I put another strap around her waist. She was furious. She tried to free herself; she was squirmed and flounced herself. I secured both of her restraints making sure that she wasn't able to get out of them. She kicked wildly with her legs, while I was trying to secure her upper extremities. "Petra! You will regret this! I'm not into this kind of stuff!" she sounded serious. "Oh yes you are my dear!" I answered through clenched teeth while I managed to put on a loop onto her right ankle. There were chains with hooks on the ceiling and pulleys as well all around the room. I threaded a rope through a pulley that was coiled on a winch. I duplicated this preparation on the other side as well, then tied the ropes that I had looped onto her ankles to the cable. After a bit of experimenting with different switches, I found the right one. I turned on the winch that slowly pulled on the cables and neatly spread-eagled Christine leaving her with legs widely apart. To avoid leaving ugly marks with the ropes on her ankles I changed them to straps. It wasn't difficult anymore since she couldn't kick with her legs all over. I secured straps around her thighs right at her groin. Now she was completely still and couldn't move any more. She breathed heavily. I noticed that her juices made her crumpled lips shiny. A pulled a chair to the end of the bed and I sat down to adore her pussy. I ducked onto her moist organ and sucked it into my mouth. She moaned while her soft skin moved slowly in and out of my petting mouth. After a while of this I changed tactic. I sucked myself up onto her wonderful labia, and then I held them between my teeth and slowly pulled my head backward. I repeated this on and on until I realized that she was groaning continuously. Then when I sucked her lips in I bit them at the base while moved my jaws left and right. I felt her already stretched muscles tensed and she let out a loud sigh as she got over the top. I let her relaxing a bit while I got two more straps. This time I pulled her huge lips to her thigh and fixed it to a widely stretched position. I started to lick her exposed clit, at the beginning only slowly in circular motion hardly pressing my tongue to it. I increased pressure and then slowly the pace as well. I was not sure when she started to come, but after I noticed she kept coming continuously for minutes. She swooned as usual. I didn't let her any time; I inserted my fist into her vagina. I stood up to reach her tits and while I fucked her I chewed on her nipples. She moaned loudly with closed eyes and opened mouth. I felt some of her climaxes, but I didn't care more about her pleasure. I just enjoyed doing this with her. After a while I fucked her with both hands, making her screaming like hell. When I got back my composure I realized that I should make a pause. Christine wheezed with closed eyes. She was able to fall asleep in this position as well. I got a thin string and I tightly whipped around the base of the clit a few times. Christine's clit was about a size of a pea. She raised her head to see what I was doing with it. "You are a pervert Petra!" "Am I?" I smiled when I looked into her eyes. I noticed the playfulness in them. "It hurts!" she exclaimed. Her tiny organ got purple for the time I finished. I flicked it with my tongue "Shit! It hurts so good!" I got two another strings and I did the same thing with her nipples. I pinched and flicked them. Then I used a third string to tie the three bounded parts together. Her clit stretched upwards towards her downward stretching nipples. She was in pain as I plunked the string what kept her privates tied together. "I go up and make some sandwiches" I leaned to her while I whispered into her ear and kissed her on her neck. "You can't leave me like this!" She pleaded. I shrugged and I untied the ropes what kept her legs widely stretched. "I think I take a swim before I make those sandwiches!" "Don't be so mean to me! Petra you little sadistic bitch!" she shouted as I walked out of the room. I don't know why exactly I did this to her, but I enjoyed it. I really got into the swimming pool and I swam for a while. Later on I dried lying on the late afternoon sun until it went down. I prepared the sandwiches and I just wanted to go down when I got a glance on a candle. I took it with the matchbox what was next to it and went to see Christine. I plunked on the string making her cry out. I decided to fist her once more. I started with two fingers and as her pussy reacted with more lubrication I could slip my hand easily. Obviously she was in great pain because of her tied clit and nipples, but at the end she came. I licked up all of her juices, and then lit the candle. She let out a loud moan when the first drop of hot wax hit her bounded clit. I carefully covered her entire sex with wax. I let it cool out a bit and then I rubbed it off. I covered her nipples with the wax and again I removed it causing a lot of pain in her bounded and stretched nipples. I cut the string what stretched her nipples and clit towards each other. She let out a loud scream, and then I unfastened her hands, waist and thigh. I helped her sat up. She massaged her arms while stared down at her tied nipples. "That wasn't funny at all!" she looked up at me. "I will give you a massage after we eat." "Untie these first! My hands are too numb to be able to do it!" I removed the strings from her tortured body. It must hurt like hell as the blood flow started again. I noticed a teardrop in the corner of her eyes as she sat there with clenched teeth while I unreeled the strings. We got into a robe and ate the dinner. After that as I promised I oiled up her body and massaged it thoroughly. We had to go back, so we collected our clothes from the basement room. "Have you seen this?" Christine pointed to her bloodshot swollen nipples "What should I tell to my husband?" "I don't know," I shrugged "I bet you have some kind of a magic cream to quicken the healing..." "Come over here! Let me put on the weights! When was your period over?" "What weights? I have the weight in my bag..." I cocked my eyebrows "My period? It was just over 2 days ago. Why?" She opened the drawer and knelt down front of me and started to manipulate on my lips. I saw a strange clamp in her hand and some kind of an electric device. She had a sphere and a ring by hand. The sphere was about 8-10 cm in diameter. There was a flash when she finished, but I didn't get it what she did. She let it free when she was ready and my eyes widened when I felt its weight. I couldn't feel it on my lips but it was kind of uncomfortable sensation all around my groin as my whole skin stretched. "What do you want to achieve with this? A new world record in labia size?" I stared down at my extremely stretched pink skin "This is heavy!" "Yes. I agree. It is 2 kg. Don't worry your lips can handle this! I think you don't mind having large labia, do you? But don't forget to use the cream!" she handed over a new jar of the mysterious ointment, what according to her helped to avoid stretching the piercing hole. "You cannot remove this, like the other one!" "What?" as I sat in the car the weight bumped to the side of the seat "See? It is not possible to wear an anvil between your legs!" "It is not that big. Anyway you don't have a choice!" she started the car while I turned on the passenger light on my side and examined the weight. "What?!" I wondered "How did you put this on? It is made of one piece!" The weight and the ring what went through both of my labia looked like they were cast as one single object. I was not sure what kind of material was it. "It just looks like that, but the ring was separate. The ring is made of a special body-friendly material. I put it together a few minutes ago, but they will stay like that until I get back to you. I go for a vacation..." "I can hardly walk with this! What am I supposed to do in the swimming pool? I can't live with this! You cannot do this!" I protested desperately. "You gave your word that I can do whatever I want to do to you!" refering to the oath I made to get her in playing with Samantha. "If you wear a jean-skirt or some kind of skirt made of thick material in reasonable length, nobody would notice..." "And how am I supposed to walk? Sure they notice!" I was in despair "And what about Sam? We live together!" "It is the same story as my bloodshot clit and nipples!" she retorted with a shrug. We kept arguing until we got back to Sam's flat. I got out of her car feeling the inertia of the weight as I jumped out. It banged to my thigh and shot pain into my pubic region up to my guts. I walked up and down on the pavement to prove my right. Christine looked out of the car and spread out her hands. "You cannot walk with a watermelon between you legs!" I said to her when I stopped next to the car. "Well you’ll have to learn to!" she moved her hand around to show the empty streets "There’s nobody on the streets; you may walk a bit more..." I realized then that I really was going to have to learn how to move with this damn cannonball, otherwise I was doomed. So I walked to the next corner and back. Christine smiled at me and got out of the car. She stepped next to me from a few meters distance and commented every step. I slowly learned that instead of trying to keep my legs wide, I had to wear the ball so that it stayed in front of me, bouncing from thigh to thigh with each step. "You are really cute trying so hard to learn how to walk all over again!" Christine told me when she kissed me before she got back into her car. "I feel ridiculous, NOT cute!" I shot back angrily. "Here are the keys of the house!" she handed over her keys. "In case you want some privacy." Christine left and I stood there with my 2 kg problem between my legs. I had no idea what to do. First there was Sam. I slept naked and we often moved around in the flat unclad. The idea came suddenly and before I entered the flat I lifted my skirt and pushed the ball inside my pussy. It was huge. Most definitely bigger than my fist. Furthermore, I couldn’t feel the exact area, so I couldn't control my muscles to keep the sphere inside. I wasn't sure that I could do it anyway since it was too heavy. At first it slipped out, but then I pressed my thighs together and walked like I had to pee. Because she was in the habit of pulling the sheet off of me, I slept with the damn thing inside me for two weeks. The next day I was alone in the flat because Samantha was at work and Victoria had the night shift. I didn’t have to go to the hospital until the evening. I experimented with various ideas to deal with the weight, but the best thing I could do was to keep it jammed up my pussy. The problem was that I couldn't hold it inside, it kept slipping out and my panties couldn't hold the weight. At last I made a bandage. I put a belt on my waist and tied a broad cloth to the very middle of the belt on my back and threaded the textile between my legs to the front where I tied the other end to the belt. This was one heavy duty g-string. Finally, I was able to conceal my weighty secret. With this method the problem was that it kept the ball right into my entrance and after a few days I noticed that I dilated considerably. When my ball suspender wasn't tight enough it happened that a thoughtless movement allowed the ball to slip out and yank on my lips and guts. For the first few days my entire groin and lower abdomen was in uncomfort from the stretching. After a week or even better two, it began to be bearable and I felt only the slightest discomfort in my guts. At the end of the next week I started in the morning shift and Sam was still at home so I couldn't prepare my suspender at home. I didn't want to do it anyway since my vagina was in a bad condition from the huge ball. There wasn't any pain since my vagina was still numb but it was red and swollen. In point of fact it actually was inflamed. I decided to let the ball hang. But when I stepped out of the house after the first few steps on the street, I realized that I could not do it. It was impossible to work or do anything at all with the cannonball dangling between my legs. By the time I reached the hospital I had a plan in my mind. I didn't put on my uniform. I went directly to talk to Victoria. I told her that I would like to postpone the fieldwork because I had some problems within my family that I had to clear. Well actually that was true, because my mother did not want to talk to me anymore after she discovered my true nature. I decided to hide myself at Christine's hideout while she was away. Victoria showed great understanding and promised to support me as much as she could. I told her about my plan to work in the hospital in the nightshift during the last year of school. She escorted me to the head-nurse who agreed to postpone the second part of the practice but she told me that I needn’t anticipate much hope for the job. Victoria tried to comfort me as she accompanied me to the elevators. We agreed to talk on the phone the next week. I wrote a note to my beloved Samantha, it felt hard to lie to her. But it served the greater good of protecting her from a greater disappointment. The only money I had was what I got from my broken bike. We didn't get a stipend for the métier from the school, just some money from the hospital itself. We would receive that only after the fieldwork was over. Half of my money was already gone and there was still the train ticket to purchase. The train station was really far from the small village where Christine's house was located. There was a bus but I wanted to save the price of that ticket as well. I was still going to have to buy some food while I stayed there. It was very difficult to walk with the damn ball and tiresome. It was late in the afternoon when I reached the house. I had walked about 4 hours. My groin and guts was in agony and my lips looked like a stretched plastic bag. Fortunately there was plenty of food in her fridge. It lasted almost for a week. I bought only bread in the meantime. On the next week I barely had something to eat since I had eaten most of the food from the house. I had a bad experience with the pool. It took me a few strokes for getting comfortable with the extra weight. I was proud for my performance. It was more difficult to swim with the weight. I stayed naked all day. I let the ball to do the job that Christine planned. I enjoyed myself. I read, watched TV, swam, sun bathed and played a lot with my tits to keep myself satisfied. During the extreme week my pussy had dilated a lot. I couldn't believe how easily I could slip my fist inside me. Still, I couldn't get the thought out of my mind that maybe I had ruined myself. I took comfort in the idea that I could reclaim my tightness with some training after my senses came back. I had a nightmare that my pussy remained numb forever. That would be the worst thing that could happen to me. In the meantime I really enjoyed fisting myself. I even did it with both hands! During the second week of my exile, there was some bad weather. Despite the cold and the wind I went out for swimming and I was about to finish when I saw the gate open and an old car drove in. It was the gardener and the cleaning lady. I jumped out of the pool but I couldn't reach the house in time, so I got under the pinewood not far from the pool. It prickled badly as I slipped under the dripping branches. I lay there and watched as the gardener started to mow the grass. The cleaning lady who was probably his wife told him that the house was open. They discussed this while I was under the tree freezing from cold. The gardener did a very painstaking job with the grass. It started to rain when he was about to collect the small heaps of grass. I couldn't believe how long did they mooned along. At last they left but they locked the house! There I was standing in the cold rain, completely naked with a 2 kg ball attached to my labia minora, locked out from the house. I was desperate. I run back and forth around the house hoping to find some way to get inside. At last I realized that the small window to the basement was still open. It was a window what can be swung out and left a gap of 25-30 cm. I put my head inside and then my hands. I reached out to grab the pipe what was running under the ceiling and pulled myself inside. It was tricky to slowly work myself inside especially when my ass stuck. It was rather complicated but it slipped past with a tug of my arms. With the very same movement the ball caught at the corner of the frame. In that very moment when my body was hanging between the window and the pipe I was sure that I was about to lose my lips. I couldn't move and I felt my hands loosing their grip and my muscles could not held any more. I don’t know how long I struggled there but it was way too long. Desperately I tried to reach back with one of my hand to free the ball. My other hand couldn't hold me any more and I lost my grip on the pipe. I banged to the wall but fortunately the ball got free and I fall head down to the floor. When I got back to my feet I looked down and I realized that the sphere wasn't there anymore. I almost fainted because I thought that it torn off my lips, but then I saw the ring dangling on my tortured skin. What had happened? The ring had separated from the ball! Now I could see that the ring was not closed, it had a visible gap on it. I went to the room where Christine put the thing onto me and I used the pliers that she used to open up the ring to remove it. I took a hot bath and then I fall asleep. My body was covered with bruises and scrapes when I checked myself in the mirror on the next day. I had lost one or two kilos because the lack of food and all of the swimming with the weight. My lips were huge. They dangled between my legs with each movement. I had almost nonexistent labia majora and the pink sheets of skin what were my minora protruded at least 5 cm from my body. I found the view very arousing and I got wet instantly. My hands moved down to my sides. They caressed my body avoiding the painful spots. My nipples poked out waiting for the touch of my hand. I caressed myself while looking at the show in the mirror. I massaged my tits and I was thinking on Victoria. It was strange because usually I fantasized about Samantha but now it was the maroon haired nurse who moved in my mind. I slipped my hand between my floppy lips. It was like touching somebody else's pussy since there wasn't any sensation from the area. I used my other hand to massage my tits. I squeezed and finally grabbed my nipple. I rolled it a few times between my thumb and index while I pulled it away from my body. I watched as I slipped four fingers into my hole. I moved my thumb under my palm to prepare my hand for full penetration. I felt a distant stretching sensation somewhere deep in my muscles as my knuckles passed my entrance. I started to tug on my nipple and soon the climax occupied my mind for a while. I didn't stop. I fisted myself like crazy. It was good to have better access to my entrance without the ever dangling ball. I enjoyed watching my image in the mirror. My juice was dripping on the floor making a small puddle under me. I couldn't tell how the dim stretching sensation remained after I last all of my sensations but it was there and it made me felt good. I pulled on my nipple harder. It was like made of rubber. My perfectly shaped breast looked like a long-drawn-out cone as it followed my nipple. I made circles with it and came real good while adoring my image. "Having fun?" a voice came from behind. I span around on my heel to meet Christine's gaze. "You scared me!" I complained. "What happened to you?" she walked me around a few times. "I had an accident..." "And you removed the weight," she added. "Let me explain..." then my stomach made a noise and I changed the sentence "...over a lunch!" I was about to dress but Christine had other idea. She started to kiss me from behind and I was on the bed soon. She licked my body all over. She got me very, very excited, and when she slowly sucked in my nipple I was in heaven again. I got off two more times while she petted my tits. "Who needs that pussy anyway when it can be so good playing on those pretty nipples?!" She was holding my labia in her hand and pulled far, far away from my body. "I can tell that you wore some pretty heavy weights on these darlings!" "Everybody can tell that!" I commented seeing my lips stretched to extreme length. "Now let's go to have a meal, and you can tell me about it!" she threw my dress on the bed next to me and gestured with her head towards the door. I ate a lot while I told her everything. She was a pervert because when I mentioned that I quit wearing the ball inside my pussy because I got looser. She rubbed some butter on her hand and shoved her fist into my pussy under the table in the busy restaurant. I noticed the wild light in her eyes as she felt me around her hand. She fisted me for a few minutes and then she licked her hand clean. She pinched my nipple through the dress and she whispered into my ear that we had to go to the toilet at once because she wanted to see it. We did. She slipped her hand in me as soon as the door closed behind her. She moved her fist in and out with ease. She did all this with increasing pace at the end she used her hands. I pulled and tugged my nipples and I came while moaning loudly for minutes. I almost fall into the toilet when the long wave of orgasm subsided. We were not in synchrony because she kept fisting me for a while. We left the restaurant and got back to her place. "I understand you need the money. I think there is one great experiment just right for you." She mentioned on the way home. "What kind of experiment?" "Well actually there is an experiment which is quite interesting. It is a bit on the sci-fi side. It is an experiment for the space research. It's run in our lab with five candidates, from different age groups." "What do I have to do? And how much would I get?" I asked her. "There were very successful test series with primates. It is about hibernation..." "I read about it. You want me to freeze me in for years?" "No it is not like that. There were a couple of side effects and one of it was a remarkable regeneration of the cells. You can say it is getting back in time." "What? They got younger from the hibernation?" "Yes. A few months meant years for some of the cells with certain special conditions." She smiled at me and she couldn't stop talking. She explained the whole theory. "I will show you a few things when we get in the lab." She said at the end of her monologue. I nodded and my head was spinning from the information what I just heard. Basically they will cool down the body for certain periods and apply different hormones during the low temperature phase. They claim that certain cells rejuvenate from this treatment. Christine explained me how is it possible but I hardly understood it. "I believe it must be dangerous if they pay so much!" I commented. "There is a great risk being cooled down. It is very common that death occurs under the low temperature period or when they warm back the body..." she looked serious "There are people who are good candidates for hibernation. It is a kind of personal insensitivity. I studied publications about tests how they can tell about this..." Christine looked into my eyes and a shadow passed through her features "I've failed. I am not a good candidate." "So you want me to do the test?" "Yes. There is only 0.1% of the population is a so-called suitable candidate. This would be a great opportunity for you!" "To die?" I asked sarcastically. "There is another test for you. It runs in our lab but it is done for the cosmetic research department. It is about body hair removal..." she added. "How much do I get for it?" I cut into her sentence. "We should ask, but I would say you can rent a room from that for a couple of months at least." "I'm in." then I got an other thought and I added a question "And what about my age?" "Usually we have regular volunteers, mostly from the university and when they are on record we don't bother to check the ID again" she replied. "I will put you in the computer and there you go!" She hummed and hawed as she examined the ball and ring. She determined that it was the adhesive that had given way. She made a phone call and soon we were on our way to the laboratory. She put me in the computer and then she showed me where I would have go. A middle-aged woman told me a few things and I had to fill out a form. Then they directed me to an examination room where I had to wait a few minutes. Soon a nurse entered and told me to undress. She said she needed to take some pubic hair for the examination. I flashed her my bare pubes. Her eyes widened and she shrugged her shoulders. She told me to let it grow at least 3 days and come back then. In the other department Christine helped me to fill out a form for the psychological profile to qualify me for the hibernation test. They took blood samples and two doctors examined me thoroughly. When I was through Christine drove me back to the station. In the afternoon I was already with Samantha in the swimming pool. Even without the weight and the rings my elongated lips and furless pussy were the subject of some curious glances in the locker room. Samantha was shy and she covered herself with a towel. "Is it just my imagination or are your lips really getting bigger?" she asked me as we were coming out of the shower. "Don't start this again!" I warned her. "You promised me once that you wouldn't bring up this subject again!" "All right, but they are so floppy and..." "Sam!" I interrupted her. "Just look at yourself!" and with that I whipped off her towel. I got a close view on her sexy pussy with the very short pubic hair. I grabbed one end of the wet towel and I flogged her on her bum. "Hey! Stop that..." she jumped up as the towel hit her again. She caught the other end of the towel and tried to pull it away from me but I didn't let it so our naked bodies bounced to each other. To keep our balance we hugged each other for a moment. It was only a fraction of a second until our naked bodies pushed to each other, but I was in heaven. I watched her eyes and saw them spark with passion. A tiny sign that, maybe, someday she could be mine. We giggled but there was something in the air. Something had changed. As we walked back home I mentioned to her about the experiment for the hair removal and the hibernation as well. I told her to join, because it would be more fun if we can go there together. She said something about being shy, so she declined. On the next day Samantha asked me to meet her at the shop because she wanted me to help her wax her pubes. I enjoyed immensely hustling on her pussy. I got so turned on from this that I almost had a spontaneous orgasm. I felt my juices on the inner sides of my thighs. I poured a huge amount of lotion into my hand and slowly spread it on her irritated, red skin when she was clipped and smooth. I rubbed the cream slowly onto her mons. I didn't avoid her crumpled lips or her slit. I let my hand slip a few times close to her clit, but without touching it directly. I noticed that her head bucked backwards and her breath got deeper. I was sure that she was too excited to be able to stop me, but then the phone rung and the spell was broken. We didn't speak about this incident. We both considered it was something that had happened at a unique moment. I thought about this occasion a lot. What could I have done? What could I do more? Samantha hadn’t changes. This was bad and good all at once. It was good because it meant she was not angry with me in any way. It was bad because she had not indicated that it was something what she wanted. I noticed a tingling sensation in my crotch and when I spoke with Christine she told me that it was the sign of regeneration. It was the faintest light at the end of a very long tunnel. When I talked to Victoria on the phone she told me great news because she managed to get me a job for nightshifts and for the weekends. I got back to the hospital to finish my field experience. When I met with Victoria in the ready room she looked into my eyes and put her hand onto my shoulder. "We have to talk!" She gestured towards the chair and sat behind her the desk. "Maybe I can get you a job for the nightshift, but I have to ask a few things. Don't take this to your heart," she looked down and examined her nails "I just asked things because you will be my responsibility." "It's all right." I assured her. "I saw you about a week ago just before you left us with a girl…” "Really?" I didn't know what occasion she was referring to. "Yes. Down in the parking..." she seemed to be hesitating whether she could ask me more or not. "You mean my sister?" I blushed. My face got in flames within a second. "I don't think that she was your sister..." she cocked one eyebrow. It was a point-blank accusation. "If it was so obvious, why do you ask?" I snapped at her. "I wanted to hear it from you!" her eyes shone up as she talked. She was waiting for my response and the silence started to last too long. "Well what should I tell you?" I asked on a hoarse tone. "The truth" she said dryly. "I have a strange relationship with Christine. We experienced lesbian sex with each other." I confessed with a sight. My face couldn't be any redder. "Was it just sex, or you are really in love with her?" Victoria was very curious. "No." I shook my head "It is just sex. At least from my side." I added. "Do you do it for money?" "No!" I cried out "Hell, no!" I jumped up and started to walk up and down in the small room. "You don't have to overreact this!" She grabbed my hand and pulled me back into the chair. "Sit down and relax!" "I am not a whore!" I interrupted her angrily. "Sorry my dear!" she tried to calm me down "I thought you might have financial problems..." "How do you know, that?" then I tried to correct myself "I mean why do you think so?" "Why? It is not very common for a seventeen year old to ask for a job in the nightshift next to school." "Even that, doesn't mean that I have sex for money!" I pointed again. "It would be a logical step..." she muttered between her teeth. "You are not an ordinary seventeen years old." "Will you please stop it!" I snapped at her "I didn't do it for money." "Then why do you do it?" "For joy!" I responded simply. "I think you went too far with this topic." "Please show some respect!" she got up and stopped at the door "Don't forget that I am your boss! Now come with me!" She escorted me to the bureau where they gave me the papers that I had to fill out for thejob. Victoria left me there without a word. I couldn't even say thank you to her. I went to the laboratory when I had visible stubble on my pussy. I had to wait before I met with the same nurse in an examination room who had sent me home before. She plucked 12 pieces of hair with a clip from my pubes. She put it in a test-tube. Then she gently put on some thick grease on my groin. She used a regular hairdryer to blow hot air onto the area. She kept asking me whether it was hot. It was hot, but not uncomfortably. The exposed sensitive parts were too numb to feel any heat. I think she noticed that I had an extreme toleration for pain, but she didn't ask about it. The session with the hairdryer took about 30 minutes. I was instructed to take a shower. The grease with the fur became like sand from the heat and it was easy to wash it down. I got very smooth. They gave me an appointment to come back on the next week. My smooth hairlessness lasted about 3 days. It was really good. Christine asked me to meet her. She said it is very important. We drove to the city and went to the University. On the Electro-physics department we got into the auditorium with at least two dozens of other people. The presentation was about some kinds of electromagnetic devices, but I didn't have a clue why did she took me there. They showed some tests too. They attached the small instrument to a weight what was on a scale and weighted 10 kg. The device was about the size of a bean. Then they attached the bigger device to a mount that they put above the weight. The bigger device was about the size of a matchbox. When they switched on the device the scale showed as the weight was lifted. When they removed the little part from the iron weight. With the same settings the scale only showed 1 kg less. I didn't see the point because electromagnetism wasn't a new thing. Maybe the small size...I didn't understand as well why it didn't magnetize the iron the same way as an electromagnet should. The small cylindrical device that was attached to the weight had a battery inside and some circuits. At the end of the presentation Christine got to one of the lecturers. She gave her a few papers and he gave her three small boxes. "Why we were here?" I asked her in the car. "I wanted these little toys!" she answered with a big smile. "Now we get some shoes for you!" "For what?" I just didn't understand her. "You said you want white clogs for the hospital work," she replied. We bought a pretty pair of white clogs. Some of the nurses had clogs and it was good for me because of the extra height what it gave me. By my surprise Christine didn't give it to me. "Tell me why these electromagnets were so special?" I asked her on the way home. "A normal electromagnet is just like a magnet, but this one here works differently. It magnetizes the other pole very strongly. It has a capacitor and with some smart circuitry it creates a pulsated magnetic field. The point is that both of the devices must be in the very same frequency. With this trick it doesn't need high voltage. It consumes less electricity and it can be run by a battery," she explained. "I like that you’re so smart!" I said. When we stopped she threw the bag with my clogs to the back of the car. "You can have it when you come to the lab. You will come on the next week, won't you?" She told when she dropped me off at Samantha's flat. It was very hot that afternoon and we decided to go to the lake after Sam finished at the shop. Being late in the afternoon and a working day the lake wasn't crowded. The few people who were there had big eyes when we got out of the water in our see-through bikinis. The sun was already on the horizon, but it was a very warm evening. After a dinner we got back to the deserted strand. It was completely dark, with thousands of stars shining above us. "Let's get naked and take a swim!" I suggested. "Naked?" Samantha echoed with doubt in her voice. "I don't know..." "I know." I jumped up and reached for her hand to pull her up. I helped her out of her clothes and I got out off my dress as well in no time. "What if somebody would steal or clothes?" she asked and broke my dash with a pull on my hand. "God!" I sighed "Then I’ll put them in the car." "And where will you put the key?" "I’ll hide it around the car," I shrugged and moved with the clothes in my hands to where we had left the car. "Don't leave me here!" It was exciting to walk naked up and back from the car. We swam quite a lot. There were small platforms standing in the deep water probably for the anglers. We climbed up on one of them. It was so nice and warm that we didn't even feel cold when we were laying there wet. We stared at the stars and I put my head onto her shoulder and crossed my arm over her naked frame my hand resting on her belly. We didn't talk nor move. It was absolutely peaceful. I slowly moved my hand a few centimeters down and stopped. The tips of my fingers rested on her furless mons. I didn't move for a while then I turned my hand inside out and with my bent back fingers I slowly caressed her body towards her neck. I moved my hand to her face and drew my index around her chin. I circled my finger around her neck then I outlined every inch on her face with my exploring fingers. I began at her mouth and finished at her left ear. Suddenly I felt her hand move behind me and pull my head towards her. Our mouths touched. I felt the softness of her lips on mine. She parted her lips and my tongue slowly touched hers. I tasted her. I wanted her. My body trembled in excitement. It was one of the most sensational kisses in my life. I slowly discovered her soft feminine tongue. I licked her tender mouth; I sucked gently on her supple lips. The whole world was left behind. I felt only her loving mouth and tongue. This was a kiss of true love and passion. We cuddled into an embrace. My face buried between her neck and shoulder. We held each other in an eternal clasp. None of us wanted to break the spell. I felt the warmth of her body. I heard her fast breathing. I sensed her pulse. I smelt her skin. I tasted her mouth in mine. And I knew that she was mine. I knew that she felt the same overwhelming love what filled my entire being. I couldn't tell how long this lasted. It was Nirvana. It was hard to move, and not just because of the soreness in our bodies that the long peaceful embrace caused. It was a pain to break this miracle. We both raised our heads and kissed again, slowly and passionately, tasting and feeling each other like no one before. I realized that her erect nipples pushed to me as we broke our kiss. I held her neck with one arm and bent her head backwards to get access to her delicate neck. My tongue played with increasing fierceness around her soft skin. I raised my head and I caressed her face with my outspread fingers, while my mouth moved along her collarbone to her side. I dug my finger into her fair hair. It was already dry. I lowered her slowly down on the crude boards of the platform. I caressed her from head to toes with my spread out fingers. I let only my fingertips touch her. She bent her body in an erotic arch, her skin shivering, her nipples hard and erect. I touched them occasionally as I moved my hands. After a few more strokes I moved my hands to her sides and drew circles on her soft tits with my fingernails. The circles got smaller and smaller. Finally I circled around her large protruding nipples. Testing them as I drew a finger or thumb over them, barely touching her skin. Suddenly she grabbed my wrists and held my hands to her soft orbs. I grabbed them, closing and pulling my fingers together to enslave her nipples in my grasp. I held her erect buttons between all my fingers and thumb, pulling them away from her body. I pulled them as hard as I dared before I let them out. Then I put my palms back on her chest and grabbed her divvy nipples again. I kept repeating this for a while. After a while I didn't let out her nipples but I made circles around them while kissing my beautiful lover. Her breath was heavy and I knew that I could make her come. I bent down to her breast and while I didn't stopped circling with the other nipple I started to suck on her nipple. I was surprised when I felt her muscles spasm. There was a trembling run through her body as intense as an epilepsy spasm. She gave out a low groan and then gasped. She pulled my head onto her body, holding me there in a strong clasp until the small quivers of pleasure subsided. As if this wasn't be enough she started to sob. Tears ran down on her cheeks and she embraced me like I was a teddy bear. "It's all right" she whispered on a hoarse tone "It happens sometimes... I can't control it! I do this after an orgasm..." Her sobbing abated and we laid there again in a peaceful cuddle. We both fall asleep. We were startled out of our sleep as we rolled off from the small platform into the water. After the first shock we swam around a bit to make ourselves warm up and then we got out since it was already dawn.

Part 12 - Free spirit

Somehow Samantha couldn't digest what happened between us. She didn't want to talk about it. She just wanted to forget the whole thing. Two days after that night she broke her silence at the breakfast table. "I am sorry Petra but I want you to move out!" her voice flattened and her eyes were moist from tears. "I understand your confusion" I replied "Tell me why. Do you regret what happened between us? Wasn't it good?" "It was the best ever sexual experience. I never had an orgasm without direct stimulating my clit before. You know you are very mature, but still too young..." "I don't want to hear that shit!" I interrupted her. "You are right it... it... is m... me," she stammered "I... I just can do that. It is just not right. I am scared that I actually enjoyed it! I am really desperate. What if... I don't want to become a lesbian! It is not normal to be in love with a girl... I love you like I never loved anyone before." "You won't become a lesbian because you love me..." "Ahhh! Petra..." she snapped "You are too naive. It is forbidden! We mustn't do this! It is not right..." "Why not?" I whispered in a hoarse tone. "It is like that. Our culture, our socialization, our nature, our education, our ethics,( our beliefs, everything says it is completely wrong!" her tears were running down on her cheeks. "It is your everything not mine. There isn't anything wrong with our love." My eyes also filled with tears as I understood that I was about to loose her for ever "Our love is just... it is different! But it's pure and nice. I don't want to lose you!" I jumped up and knelt down next to her. I put my head into her lap and let my sorrow get over my mind. She cried as well and caressed my head. After a while I got up and sat onto her lap and put my head onto her shoulder. I drew a line with my index from her eye to the corner of her mouth. I made her lips wet using her tears and smeared it on her mouth. She closed her eyes and let out a long sigh. I kissed her on the corner of her mouth. It was more like a peck. She reacted instantly. Samantha opened her eyes and held my head with both of her hands. She stared at me. She was beautiful as her long eyelashes stuck together from the tears. "We cannot do this..." She whispered. "One last time! Let me love you... please!" I begged her. Her eyes closed in surrender. I started to kiss her moist lips. Our tongues circled in a perfect rhythm. I massaged her neat breasts through the t-shirt that she wore. I felt her erect nipples. "Please Petra!" she tried to push me away "Don't do it please!" "Shhhh!" I put my index on her mouth "Close your eyes, and let your body decide!" I slipped one hand between her legs. She wore only a t-shirt and her bare mons was a free prey for my wandering hand. She kept her legs closed, but since I was already sitting on her lap, she couldn't cross her legs. I ran my fingers over her smooth skin while massaging her tits with my other hand. I continuously kissed her delicate neck as she bucked her head back. "You are the devil..." She sighed."You make me crazy!" I lifted her t-shirt and sucked one of her nipples into my eager mouth. Samantha moaned in pleasure. She couldn't resist any more. Her legs opened and she pushed my hand to her already dripping wet pussy. I massaged her juices all over her furless sex, and then I opened my fingers in a V shape closing her large protruding labia between the middle and ring finger. I went on with the massaging but this time her lips stretched and pulled with every movement of my hand. I slipped down from her lap and knelt between her legs and started to suck on her lips, as I reached up to play with her tits a bit more. I slipped my tongue between her meaty lips to lap on her bud. It didn't take more then a dozen flicks to make her orgasm. Her body reacted the same way as I had experienced on the lake. The intense spasms and the incredible trembling lasted for minutes. I almost choked between her clasping legs. Then came the cry exactly as on the lake. I put a few things together and I left with a tote bag. I went to the hospital for the nightshift. It was only 3 days left from my field-work period. I went to the ready room to see nurse Viktoria. She told me what to do. When I was ready I got back to the ready room but it was empty. I had just sat down when the bell rang. The ambulance got in with two new patients from an accident. There was an old doctor named Novak on duty and since Viktoria or the other nurse didn't show up I had to assist him. He was usually very nice, but now he was angry because there was supposed to be one more doctor, three nurses and a hospital orderly as well. The hospital orderly showed up after we were through with the worst part. The doctor sent him for the others. The other doctor and the nurse came in after a few more minutes. They both seemed to have some private entertainment together. The old doctor sent me to get properly dressed in readiness to assist with an operation. He told the hospital orderly to make the other operating room ready for the younger doctor. He also asked for the third doctor who was in readiness at home. It was obvious that both of the casualties had to be operated on. I was very nervous. I had spent some time in the operating theater before, but I usually just watched or assisted in minor preparations. This time I assisted during the whole procedure for the doctor. The anaesthetist was running between the two op-rooms. It was a long operation, but I made it through. When we came out there was already the whole staff running around. I bumped into Viktoria who had a black eye and her right cheek was red and swollen. Her mouth was rived. She tried to smile at me. She was obviously dizzy since she was leant against the wall for support. "What... what happened to you?" I asked her. "I met with my husband..." she fall her eyes to the floor "This is the usual way for him to argue." "This girl is a treasure!" blasted the old doctor from the other end of the corridor when he saw us. He came closer to examine Viktoria's face "I consider this as an excuse as to why you were not here when needed." He took out a flashlight from his pocket and examined Viktoria's eyes. "Now I fully understand why you stood up for this young lady. She is far better now than some of your other colleagues after hundreds of operations. Get your boss some ice!" he grabbed me on the shoulder. I went to the fridge and got out a cooling balloon and brought it to Viktoria who was already in the ready room. She put it on her face and pressed my hand encouragingly. "The doctor needs you in the examining room!" her voice was broken and weak. I went to the examining room. There was already a patient on the examining table. He had a nasty cut on the arm. The doctor instructed me to make the preparation for preparing a suture. The man stared me eagerly and the doctor noticed it. "We have the youngest and prettiest nurse on the whole Earth" he said while he started to close the wound. "Beside she is not only the youngest, but the best of all..." My face was in flames. It was new to me to hear compliments in front of others. Meanwhile the morning shift had arrived. It was doctor Vale who entered to greet us. "Hello Philip!" he waved to his colleague and smiled at me and I was already prepared for one of his jokes about my young appearance "I am always telling you that I am against child work, but I heard you even made her work in the op!" "I must tell you she hardly reached the operating table but she could raise the dead with a single glance" he laughed at his own joke. "I finish this suture and then all is yours." Doctor Vale nodded and stepped out. When doctor Novak was ready he pointed to the wound. "Please make a pretty bandage for the gentleman, and your last task is to take home your boss! Don't leave her alone, call over a relative or a friend to her!" I accompanied Viktoria home. I took my bag with me as well. I asked her if there was anybody I could call who would come and look after her, but she just shook her head. Then I decided that the best for both of us was that I stay with her. She fell asleep but she woke up and vomited. I took her to the bathroom and helped her to undress. When I took off her blouse and bra I was surprised how soft her tits were. They were a very nice natural shape but a little bit saggy. She had long, protruding, red nipples. She had a few blue spots on her side as well. It wasn't necessary to remove her knickers so her pussy remained a secret. I was tired as well and we were both sleeping until early in the morning. We ate a breakfast together. She was better except for her blood shot face and black eye. "Was it Novak's idea that you stay with me?" she asked. "Not directly, he just told me not to leave you unattended." "That was very nice of you to stay with me" she smiled. "I heard you stood up for me as well!" I replied. "Listen I gotta go now..." "Where do you go?" she asked before I could finish my sentence. "I have an appointment. A kind of work in a laboratory." I replied with a coy smile. "Well I am just too scared..." she winced "He told me that he will watch me." "What is this all about?" I raised the obvious question. "You know this was my mother's house and he wants a cut from it, but I refused" she shrugged "Now I am in terror. I am afraid to go out alone..." she winced again when she tried to smile at me. "Don't be. I will stay with you, if you don't mind..." I said. "Will you?" she seemed happy for the idea. "Well I have to go to move my things over here..." I smiled at her. "Let's get back to the hospital for my car, and I'll give you a ride to that laboratory work. After that we can pick up your things!" In the lab it was the same nurse again. She plucked out a dozen pieces of hair. She wasn't very communicative on other occasions but now she was more open. "You get an extra treatment this time. Please lay down on your back comfortable" It was a normal examination table but with stirrups on the sides and the head part was slightly lower then the leg-part. I put my legs in the stirrups as she instructed. There was a large lamp above the table, similar to the one what we used in the operation theatre. It was made of a shiny metal. I could see what se was doing without glancing down. Not like I could see anything without raising my head. I saw she applied the same grease as before. She grabbed my lips and pulled them out and held them like that for the whole time until she put on the greasy substance. She didn't do this before. "I don't want to mess up your lips" she commented. "You have quite large flaps. My god they are huge!" I shrugged. I didn't know what I was supposed to say. She picked up the hairdryer and turned it on. Meanwhile she didn't let my lips free. I felt the heat of the hot air. Especially on my thighs and ass. When I told this to her she put cloths on the areas. I felt the heat through the thick layer of grease, but it didn't burn, it was just simply pleasant. I noticed in the mirroring image on the lamp that my lips were flaming red. As my nerves started to regenerate, strong impulses provided a prickly sensation. "Is it still comfortable?" she asked with a wry smile. "Yes, it's ok" I was thinking about telling her to stop, but I found it exciting to know that she was about to toast my lips. I saw that she let one of my lips free and pulled the other to the side to expose the inside of my pussy. I couldn't see it but she probably noticed the puddle in my entrance. I saw that she moved the dryer closer to my pussy. She did this for a few more minutes before she turned off the hairdryer. "You are not particularly sensitive down there" she commented when she told me to go to the shower. "No. I took part in a test where they made it insensible." "Oh my! The poor girl!" she made wide eyes. "Please come back on Tuesday whenever it suits you!" she added. It was only 5 days this time. "It is only temporary... They claim." I added. My lips were still hot when I touched them under the shower. They were ruby red. I used cold water to cool it down. Then with my furless pussy I got over to Christine. She knitted her eyebrows when she saw my flaming red lips. I told her why they looked like that. "I heard rumors that she does strange things sometimes." Said Christine nodding. "I do strange things too!" She laughed and she put in my rings with two small weights on each ring. "Well do you recognize them?" "No." I shook my head. "They are the test devices from the Electro-physical Institute, adjusted for your needs. It is in a waterproof housing." She helped me to get up "Let me see you!" "They are not heavy." I stated. "Sure not." She smiled and opened the box with my clogs "OK. Put it on!" I did but I didn't see or feel any difference. She opened a plastic box with batteries inside. She gave it to me and provided a can with the usual cream. She started to explain the things. "It is programmed to surprise you. Is there any more sensation coming back?" she briefly paused to listen to my answer "Replace the batteries daily. The bigger one is for the device inside your clogs and the small ones for the little weights. Don't disappoint me by cheating! It should start at any moment. Take care with them because you are testing government property worth about as much as my car." Just as she finished her lecture I suddenly felt a tug on my lips. It was an incredible sight as my lips stretched downwards of their own accord. I felt the effect on my clogs as well. Just for curiosity I lifted my leg to the side making my lips stretch and pull in the direction of my shoes. I unfastened the buckle that fastened above my heel. I twisted my foot upward and the shoe flew off of my foot, but before it hit the other pole what was dangled on my stretched labia, it suddenly fell back to the ground. My labium smacked back in its normal state. "What was that?" I asked Christine. "A kind of safety device. To prevent the circuitry from overloading." She leant on the desk "When it gets too close or too far from the other pole it turns off." "They are just too good to be true. How long can I have them?" the possibilities of this little device, excited me. "We shall see!" "I must go now. Viktoria is waiting outside for me. Is there any news about the results of the hibernation project?" I put on my dress. "No. Not yet." It was obvious that I was without panties. As I put on my other shoe, the device got back to life and with a wild pull it sent a prickly sensation into my crotch. We stopped at Samantha's flat. I still had my keys so I grabbed my suitcase and I was back in Viktoria's car in no time. We had the nightshift again so we ate dinner before we went to the hospital. The little device made quite an exercise with my lips. Sometimes it stretched so hard that I had to squat down to turn it off. When it pulled with full force and I squatted down it turned off instantly since my lips were so badly stretched that otherwise the two poles would meet. This was particularly useful because the dangling parts would otherwise stick out from under the hospital frock. I stood in front of the mirror when I was alone to see if an unguarded move would reveal my secret. I had two nurses frocks that reached below the knees and one which was right above the knee. This shorter one may show something when I sit with open legs and the weights would pull forward towards my knees. There was a minor threat when I had to change for an operation, but I solved this by putting my pants on first, before taking off my frock. I tried to keep contact with Samantha. We agreed to go to a cinema with Viktoria together. Samantha behaved a bit hostile with Viktoria. I didn't see why, just when I talked about this with Christine. She told me that Samantha was jealous. We went together for an excursion to the hills. We really enjoyed ourselves. At last I got some money for the field-work. I offered some to Viktoria as my share of the household expenses. She didn't accept, because she told me the reason that I was there, was for her safety and comfort. Viktoria was so afraid of her husband, that she bought an electro-shock stun baton for herself and even for me as well. It was like a spray can with a button and two short wires on the top. The button had a safety switch on the side. Viktoria drove me to the lab on the following Tuesday. At first I visited Christine. She gave me new batteries and we discussed everything. I told her that I could feel the strong stimulation. It is a blunt feeling mixed with some torpidity. She did some testing that ended in a long fisting session. I could usually only achieve an orgasm with nipple stimulation, but my torpid feelings made it easier. I played with her floppy pussylips and finally made her come by rubbing on her clit. I went to the other lab where I had to wait until the other person who was in finished. A sluttish looking student sat next to me. She stared me a few times then she introduced herself. "Are your parents allowed that you take part in the tests?" she asked. "My parents? I didn't ask them," I shrugged. "Why do you ask?" "I thought they must be asked if you are under 18," she explained. "But I am not." "Ohh I am sorry!" she blushed "What test do you take?" "Body-hair removal" I replied "And you?" "Me too!" she nodded curtly "Did anybody notice the missing strip?" "What strip?" I wondered. "They remove the hair from the pubes on a two centimeter wide strip. It looks kind of strange." She laughed like a horse. "Ahh, that strip." I made a wry smile. "They do it completely, on mine!" "Completely? No kidding?" she looked around and then back at me "Gee! It must look strange! I... I never seen a naked cunny... Will you... or will you... Would you show it to me?" "Well... That's quite a wish" I got embarrassed "Normally I don't show myself around, not especially my private parts..." "I am just curious. You must look like a child with your bare cunny..." The previous volunteer who was a man just came out. I was surprised. I never thought about it that even a male could apply for this test as well. I got up and before I entered the room I shot back a glance to the sluttish looking student and nodded to her. Her horse like smile extended on her plain face. When the nurse saw me she got to the examination table what was stood in a corner. Obviously she didn't use it for the other candidates. I was sure that most of them didn't have to take off a thing. I got out off my dress which was my only clothing and lay down onto the table. She adjusted the tilt of the thing in an extreme position. I almost started to slide off head first. I had to hold myself with my hands. "Should I take out my jewelry?" I asked her. "No." she closed her mouth in a tight line "It could prove useful." She muttered almost inaudiblly most likely to herself "No wonder you have this bed-sheet size labia..." She did something but I had no idea what exactly because this time the lamp only gave a way too distorted image. She plucked a dozen or so hairs and put them in the test-tube. She stepped to my head and held up the tube. "I'll be right back. I have to take it down for analyzing before I start the treatment." As she left I pulled myself up to see what she done. She got a gauze and with that she had tied my lips to the stirrups to stretch them wide apart. It was obviously not part of the process. I laid back and I tested myself. I didn't hold myself with my hands anymore and I felt uncomfortable as I started to slip down and my lips stretched enormously. It shot some small blunt pain and tickling to my nerves. I was very excited by the time she got back. She was not alone; an older woman was by her side. She didn't say a word to me. They were whispering. I was not able to understand them. It seemed that they were both shocked about the size of my lips. The nurse applied the grease and she started the hairdryer. She put cloths on the areas not covered with the grease. At first she dried the grease as she was supposed to and then she concentrated on my wide open cunt and extremely stretched lips. I could picture it as the hairdryer tried to illiminate my increasing wetness. I felt the pain from the heat as it spread throughout my entire organ. It was so intense that even with my limited sensitivity it was almost unendurable. I came right before she decided to end the torture. She leveled out the table and untied my lips. I had to wait a minute before I was able to get up. The other woman was not there. I got into the shower and tried to cool down my overheated skin while I washed down the sand like substance from my bare pussy. My white skin was in great contrast with the flaming red pussy lips. Before I exited the shower I pushed my lips up into my vagina, because I didn't want to show them to the nosy girl who waited outside. She was still sitting there and when she saw me the same grin appeared on her face. I looked around in the waiting room and without a word I lifted my dress to flash my bare pussy. I let her stare a few seconds before I moved on. "I think I skip the waiting next time" stated Viktoria as we drove back to the town. "It was way too long this time." "I am sorry!" "You don't have to be, I am the one who wanted to bring you here." She protested. We were talking about the upcoming trial. She was very nervous that she has to meet with her husband. I suggested a dinner in a restaurant and some wine to oppress her nervousness. We were both a bit dizzy when we got home. The trial went fine they got divorced and Viktoria seemed more relaxed afterwards. This was the first day that we were on different shifts. She had the afternoon shift and I had the nightshift as usual. Doctor Vale was one of the physicians in attendance I assisted him with the replacement of a luxation. He kept bantering my young looks. After the hospital orderly accompanied the patient out of the therapy room the doctor turned around a chair and sat on it. "Tell me something about yourself!" he said unexpectedly. "I have a sister for whom I'd like to find a nice fella!" I replied without delay "Are you interested?" "Well... Oh my God! You surprised me! What should I say..." he was obviously embarrassed "I am not that kind of easy going guy. I just can't do it like that." He snapped a finger to show it. "When I first saw you that was my first idea to introduce you to Samantha..." "Well that's very nice but why didn't you think on yourself?" he gesticulated with his hands towards me. "You keep telling me that I am too young..." "But you always surprise everybody how mature you are!" he retorted. "You look young but you are really a go-ahead girl!" "Will you join us for a movie on the day after tomorrow?" "You choose the film I buy the tickets!" he replied with a grin. I had a free night next day and I got my gear packed and visited Samantha. I told her about the movie tomorrow. It went very easy with the sleeping agent. I told her that I just wanted my hairbrush. While she went to get it I put the sleeping agent in her drink that she left there before I arrived. I saw the cupidity in her eyes. When she escorted me to the door I touched her hand. "I miss you so much!" I told her in an almost whispering tone. "You have to be strong..." she said. I noticed a tear in the corner of her eyes before she shut the door. I went down and waited fifteen minutes before I went to a phone booth and called her. She didn't answer so I got back to find her laying on the bed with a newspaper in her hand. She was sleeping. I injected the N-mobilizine and I adored her beautiful body while I was waiting for the effect. I opened up her pussy and started to draw circles around her clit. When I was sure that she was awake I pinched the throbbing pink piece of pleasure. I held it firmly between my thumb and index finger. I moved it around, pulled and tugged it until I felt her climax. It was different since her muscles were crippled, but it was obvious from the way she breathed. I got her lips stretched widely open while I attacked her still erect clit with my mouth. I sucked on it and later I started to chew it. This time I didn't realize when she had her pleasure but I saw tears running down under the blindfold. On previous occasions when I didn't know about her curious way of after climax crying I thought that she was in pain. Now I knew that she had her orgasm. I grabbed her pussy lips in my hand and I made quick circles with her pinky skin . I pulled and stretched as hard as I could. The N-mobilizine started to fade away in her system, as I noticed small tremors in some of her muscles. I got the sleeping agent in a syringe and I injected it deep inside her vagina's wall, so as not to leave noticeable needle marks. I cleaned up everything, including her pussy, and left her apartment. The movie started at 7 and I was satisfied with the way they talked to each other. Samantha wasn't hostile and the doctor was at his usual good humor, so we had a very nice time while we were waiting for the film to start. In the cinema they put me in the middle what I didn't like, but it was OK considering that it was their first time. The film was running for about twenty minutes when Samantha caught my hand as I reached out for the popcorn. She pushed it between her legs. I felt the wetness on her furless pussy and I made big eyes. "Do it!" she whispered "I beg you! I missed your touch so much!" I started to rub her pussy, then I concentrated on her clit and before I really could warm up she had the spasm and the quiver. "Is she all right?" asked doctor Vale, because he noticed Samantha's judder. "Yes. She is just moved by the film..." I lied. "It wasn't touching at all," came the reply. "It seemed for a moment that she has a petit mal!" Just to underpin my statement she started to sob. Vale looked confused, but he dropped the topic. Samantha didn't let my hand free she held is during the whole evening. After the film I got to go to the hospital. They both accompanied me and then they stayed together, hopefully Vale escorted her home or gave her a ride. I was so curious that I called Sam after I had some time. "What happened?" I asked her on the phone. "We walked a bit and then he saw me." "Do you like him?" I asked. "I am itching for you! I can't live without you! I love you so much..." I heard her voice pitch and then she continued "What should I do? I can not allow this. I mustn't do this." "Don't do anything" I replied to her "Just let me love you! For me it isn't forbidden. I am a free spirit, my ethic is flexible..." "When will I see you?" she asked suddenly. "I will finish at 6'o clock I will go there" I put down the receiver. The night was busy and I couldn't get any sleep, but at six I run to Samantha like I had wings on my clogs. Well it sometimes really felt like wings as the small device pulled on my lips and the same force moved my feet upwards. Samantha jumped onto me when I entered the flat. She kissed with such a ferocity that I almost choked. She pulled me to the bed and pulled me onto her naked body. She pulled my head on her waiting pussy. I started to suck her oversized lips while my hands wandered to her tits. I grabbed her nipples. I knew that she didn't want any tenderness she wanted it as hard as it went. I pulled her nipples moving them in big circles, she moaned and cried. I sucked in her lips and I bit them at the base. I chew on her pussy wildly. I don't know if it was her nipples or the bites on her lips what pushed her over the edge but she suddenly thrilled. I didn't stop and she didn't want me to stop. I licked her inside and out and when the trembling was over I grabbed her hands and made her to grab and hold her lips stretched wide open. I thrusted three fingers inside and after a bit of fucking I added a forth. She bucked her head and moaned like a wild cat. Her hole didn't feel loose enough for me to try a fist, so I just kept fucking her with four fingers, while my thumb massaged her clit. I moved my head to her tits and I held a nipple between my incisors while I pulled my head away. My free hand moved to her clit I crushed it between my fingers making her cum for minutes. After her spasms subsided she cried and laughed at the same time. Her body slacked. We relaxed in each other's embrace and I dozed on her pretty body until she had to leave because of her work.