THE HYGIENE PROBLEM - Chapter 6
Just then Juan was startled by a knock at the door. Nurse Thompson, still standing beside the boy, casually walked over to the door and opened it. A blonde girl stood there, about 15 or 16 years old, her hand pressed against her forehead.
“Oh, hi Nurse Thompson, I have a terrible migraine. Can you help me?” she asked in a whiny voice.
“Sure, hold on a second,” the nurse replied, leaving the door open as he walked back into the room. Juan stood there, naked and crying, his world crumbling around him. He barely registered the nurse rummaging through his cabinets, his mind too foggy with shame to process much else.
The girl at the door peeked in, her eyes widening as she caught sight of the naked boy. A giggle escaped her lips, and Juan's heart sank even further. He was so lost in his own humiliation that he didn't even think to cover himself. It was as if his body had given up, surrendering to this cruel fate.
The girl turned and whispered to an unseen person, motioning with her hand.
“What's taking so long?” another voice chimed in from behind the first girl. A second head popped into view, a young brunette.
Her jaw dropped. “Oh my god!” she exclaimed, laughing. “That is so small. That is SO small!” Both girls started to giggle uncontrollably, whispering to each other.
Juan's entire body burned with shame. He wanted to disappear, to melt into the floor and never be seen again, and yet he couldn't look away from the girls, maintaining eye contact the entire time, his face an awful grimace. The nurse, finally finding what he was looking for, walked back to the door and handed the first girl a couple of pills.
“Thank you Nurse Thompson!” she said happily.
Her friend smiled a big smile, revealing her braces, and cheerfully waved at Juan. “Bye, thanks for the show!”
“We’re sorry about your penis!” the first girl added as they turned, excitedly laughing and chattering to each other.
Sofia, giggling, waved goodbye to the girls.
Nurse Thompson closed the door. He returned to Juan, acting as if nothing had happened.
“Sorry for the interruption, folks. Where were we?” he asked, his tone casual and unconcerned.
Juan stood there, his body trembling, his eyes filled with fresh tears. He felt like a sideshow attraction, a spectacle for others to gawk at and laugh about. The nurse's nonchalance only added to his misery. How could anyone be so cruel, so indifferent to his suffering?
And yet, somehow, things could still get worse.
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Like how no one seems to care that Juan is standing there naked while those girls simply walk in asking for some medication.
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THE HYGIENE PROBLEM - Chapter 7
THE HYGEINE PROBLEM - CHAPTER 7
"Oh right… ok, now it's his turn to try,” the nurse said. “I want him to pull back the foreskin, just like I showed him."
The boy nearly passed out. Now he would be made to touch himself!? In front of his family!?
“Aw maaaaan,” he whined as he started sobbing again. “D-do I h-h-have to?” he looked at his mother pleadingly, he even looked at his sister, right in the eyes. “Mama… please.. please, noooo...”
The nurse spoke first.
"It's okay, he needs to learn how to do this."
The boy's mother added, "Yes, and I'll be here to help you, if you need it."
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. Juan felt like he was trapped, with no escape. He slowly reached down, his hand trembling, and grabbed his penis. It was excruciating, having to touch himself there, in front of his family. He slowly pulled his foreskin back. This time, it seemed even more difficult, and he whimpered in pain the entire time.
For the next 3 or 4 minutes he cried, cried as if he were a baby, while pulling his foreskin back. It felt like he’d always existed in this moment. It felt like he’d been in this godforsaken office for hours… for years, for millennia. And then, it was done. The head of his penis, bright red now, was exposed.
“Great, now let’s see him roll it back down,” his tormentor commanded.
Juan struggled to get his own foreskin back down, his penis just felt so small, like his fingers were too big to handle it, like he needed tweezers… but eventually he accomplished the task.
“Ok, one more time, just to make sure,” the nurse instructed.
Juan began sobbing heavily again, his entire body convulsing. When would this be over!? Is this his entire life now, touching himself, torturing himself in front of his family and this monster of a nurse?
"Come on, Juanito, you can do it," Sofia encouraged, her voice dripping with mockery.
Shame and fury mixing in his eyes, Juan once again pulled back on his foreskin, very slowly, and once again, against his will, he started getting hard.
“Oh-oh, here comes another boner!” Sofia added unhelpfully.
But this time something else was happening. The area between Juan’s testicles and his butt-hole started feeling strange, like it was pulsing, vibrating. He felt himself get harder and harder, and the nauseating feeling in the pit of his stomach gave way to something else… something that felt like a release. He felt himself get sweaty.. his hands grew clammy, his back and neck felt hot, and his legs buckled. He suddenly couldn’t breathe anymore, couldn’t keep his eyes open. He grimaced in some strange combination of pain and pleasure and squeezed his eyes tight, causing fresh tears to drip down his already wet cheeks. The pulsing feeling became more intense, like something awful and unstoppable was happening. He felt like something inside him, in his groin, was about to explode. He started grunting horrible little noises against his will, eyes now open in panic. What was happening to him!? He looked at his mother, his sister, both with shocked looks in their faces. He looked at the nurse, whose face was twisted in absolute disgust.
“Ooohh!! Ohhh wha-what… what is happ---” Juan did not like this, he did not want this, but it was too late to stop. He wasn’t even touching himself anymore. He was breathing in short gasps now. “Oh!! OW! OW OWW!! UGGHH!!! OWW UUUHHHH OWWW!!! AHH!!!”
Juan’s entire naked body convulsed lasciviously as his small, hard penis twitched up and down, white semen dripping from it in spurts.
“Ew!! EWW!! WHAT’S THAT!!” Sofia shouted, delighted, horrified, confused. “WHY IS THERE WHITE STUFF!?”
But Juan wasn’t done yet. He continued to grunt, whine, and tremble for another 30 seconds, his tongue sticking out of his mouth now, his face twisted into an awful, shameful grin.
He tilted his head back and squeezed his eyes shut again as his respiration slowly returned to normal. He came to as if waking up from a dream, or the worst nightmare he’d ever had, to see his mother, his sister, and the nurse looking at him in a mixture of shock, amazement, and disgust. He looked down at his penis, now shrunken down again to a tiny mushroom tip, and noticed the small white puddle on the floor.
Confused, exhausted, beyond mortified, the boy covered his face with his hands and started sobbing violently, an awful noise, a teenage boy crying like an infant. His body had betrayed him in the most humiliating way possible.
Sofia was laughing openly now, cackling with delight at the insane spectacle playing out in front of her. Maria didn’t know what to say, her mouth just hung slack.
"Oh right… ok, now it's his turn to try,” the nurse said. “I want him to pull back the foreskin, just like I showed him."
The boy nearly passed out. Now he would be made to touch himself!? In front of his family!?
“Aw maaaaan,” he whined as he started sobbing again. “D-do I h-h-have to?” he looked at his mother pleadingly, he even looked at his sister, right in the eyes. “Mama… please.. please, noooo...”
The nurse spoke first.
"It's okay, he needs to learn how to do this."
The boy's mother added, "Yes, and I'll be here to help you, if you need it."
Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. Juan felt like he was trapped, with no escape. He slowly reached down, his hand trembling, and grabbed his penis. It was excruciating, having to touch himself there, in front of his family. He slowly pulled his foreskin back. This time, it seemed even more difficult, and he whimpered in pain the entire time.
For the next 3 or 4 minutes he cried, cried as if he were a baby, while pulling his foreskin back. It felt like he’d always existed in this moment. It felt like he’d been in this godforsaken office for hours… for years, for millennia. And then, it was done. The head of his penis, bright red now, was exposed.
“Great, now let’s see him roll it back down,” his tormentor commanded.
Juan struggled to get his own foreskin back down, his penis just felt so small, like his fingers were too big to handle it, like he needed tweezers… but eventually he accomplished the task.
“Ok, one more time, just to make sure,” the nurse instructed.
Juan began sobbing heavily again, his entire body convulsing. When would this be over!? Is this his entire life now, touching himself, torturing himself in front of his family and this monster of a nurse?
"Come on, Juanito, you can do it," Sofia encouraged, her voice dripping with mockery.
Shame and fury mixing in his eyes, Juan once again pulled back on his foreskin, very slowly, and once again, against his will, he started getting hard.
“Oh-oh, here comes another boner!” Sofia added unhelpfully.
But this time something else was happening. The area between Juan’s testicles and his butt-hole started feeling strange, like it was pulsing, vibrating. He felt himself get harder and harder, and the nauseating feeling in the pit of his stomach gave way to something else… something that felt like a release. He felt himself get sweaty.. his hands grew clammy, his back and neck felt hot, and his legs buckled. He suddenly couldn’t breathe anymore, couldn’t keep his eyes open. He grimaced in some strange combination of pain and pleasure and squeezed his eyes tight, causing fresh tears to drip down his already wet cheeks. The pulsing feeling became more intense, like something awful and unstoppable was happening. He felt like something inside him, in his groin, was about to explode. He started grunting horrible little noises against his will, eyes now open in panic. What was happening to him!? He looked at his mother, his sister, both with shocked looks in their faces. He looked at the nurse, whose face was twisted in absolute disgust.
“Ooohh!! Ohhh wha-what… what is happ---” Juan did not like this, he did not want this, but it was too late to stop. He wasn’t even touching himself anymore. He was breathing in short gasps now. “Oh!! OW! OW OWW!! UGGHH!!! OWW UUUHHHH OWWW!!! AHH!!!”
Juan’s entire naked body convulsed lasciviously as his small, hard penis twitched up and down, white semen dripping from it in spurts.
“Ew!! EWW!! WHAT’S THAT!!” Sofia shouted, delighted, horrified, confused. “WHY IS THERE WHITE STUFF!?”
But Juan wasn’t done yet. He continued to grunt, whine, and tremble for another 30 seconds, his tongue sticking out of his mouth now, his face twisted into an awful, shameful grin.
He tilted his head back and squeezed his eyes shut again as his respiration slowly returned to normal. He came to as if waking up from a dream, or the worst nightmare he’d ever had, to see his mother, his sister, and the nurse looking at him in a mixture of shock, amazement, and disgust. He looked down at his penis, now shrunken down again to a tiny mushroom tip, and noticed the small white puddle on the floor.
Confused, exhausted, beyond mortified, the boy covered his face with his hands and started sobbing violently, an awful noise, a teenage boy crying like an infant. His body had betrayed him in the most humiliating way possible.
Sofia was laughing openly now, cackling with delight at the insane spectacle playing out in front of her. Maria didn’t know what to say, her mouth just hung slack.
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