"Take off your shorts," a voice said to my right said.
I looked across the room to an auburn-haired girl staring unabashedly at me with a fully unbuttoned white blouse. She nodded at my crotch. "You should take off your boxer shorts."
I was a little stunned to have a girl telling me to expose myself. "Um, why?"
"My step-brother has the same condition," she said. "He's in some serious pain. Wearing pants and shorts makes the problem worse." Her brow furrowed. "We're helping him with his treatment at home, but we're worried that he might need surgery because he didn't get treated early enough. You should get your pants and boxers off, like, right now."
Should I believe this girl? I wondered. I looked at the rest of the waiting room, which was filled with girls looking at me uncertainly. "What, in front of you... girls?" I said.
"Don't worry about us, we won't mind," said the auburn-haired girl with a smile. This got some soft chuckles and giggles from the rest of the room. "Do you think you're going to be hiding anything from us, when Mrs. Olivia is going to have you stripped behind the window? We're already going to be able to see your cock if we want to in a minute, you might as well get it over with."
I felt like I was going crazy, and I was worried about the girls freaking out, despite the absence of any protest up until now. I stood up, just to gauge the reaction of the girls: nothing but expectation, with one soft gasp as my undone jeans sagged to my knees. I reached down to untie my shoes, groaning as I did so, and the gingerly stepped out of them and my jeans, trying to minimize the ache in my groin.
Then, the moment of truth. I had all of the girls' undivided attention as I dug my thumbs underneath the waistband of my boxers, and pulled them down, letting them drop to my feet. My raging erection sprung free to the entire room full of girls. I caught a glimpse of Mrs. Olivia doing a double take at my action, then smiling quickly as she continued her meticulous examination of Cynthia's body, kneeling in front of her now-exposed pussy to probe at it with latex-clad fingers. The nurse's aide Amanda looked at my johnson distractedly as she distractedly played with one of Cynthia's nipples.
"Looks probably like it," the auburn-haired girl nodded. "I haven't seen a cock that big except for my step-brother's, and his dad's before he had to go to the hospital. It's a good thing you came down here."
I heard some rustling behind me, and saw a girl kneeling on the floor, folding up my jeans into a pile. She tugged at my shorts at my feet. "I don't like clothing on the floor," she said, looking up to explain. I stepped out of my shorts and turned to face her. As my cock waggled a half-foot from her face, she smiled, he face flushing a little. She picked up my shorts and brought them to her face, breathing in deeply, before folding them into another pile on top of my jeans. Another girl was staring blatantly at my member as if memorizing every detail, and a third pinched an erect nipple through a movie T-shirt as she non-chalantly looked my body over from my ankles to the hem of my shirt. |