First Aide Ch. 1

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First Aide

By MartianSamurai84

Disclaimer: The following story contains depictions of sex and violence. I do not own pokemon, nor am I receiving profit from this story. Minors are not permitted to read this story. None of the actions depicted here in text are promoted or condoned.

He was all around him.

The doctor’s legs wrapped tightly around his head, callused hand absently stroking the silk covered bulge found beneath the recently hiked up skirt. His musk was thick enough to coat his face, to fill his nostrils. Damp tendrils of exotic deodorant mixed with disinfectant filled the Bridget’s senses as he went about his task and expertly slipped his tongue across the head of the doctor’s engorged member with a surgeon’s skill, once again swallowing it to the root. Ashley was forced to pause briefly as the doctor’s half strangled groan of delight attracted the attention of a passing orderly. After being assured by doctor Lucas that all was, indeed, well, the Neko orderly went on his way…not without first giving Ashley a knowing wink and tail signal through the crack in the desk through which the diligent captive Ashley watched. Ashley was not concerned about the cat boy tatling. They all had needs...and besides, he had caught the tramp bouncing up and down on patients of both genders dozens of times.

After several loooong moments of dedicated licking, sucking, and bobbing the doctor’s meaty extremity pulsed happily halfway down the Bridget’s throat, he then, with a groan of strangled ecstasy, opened the flood gates and Dr. Lucas shot his load down his assistant’s throat. Ashley gave the doctor a moment to recover before they switched roles, catching a glance at the evening’s patient list while waiting. ‘Hmmm, a Panther with fur accidentally dyed pink, a young lady with paper cuts from her Origami, a Twink Dog who had been…tied to his mistress for over an hour, and…surprise surprise, an Emo who had cut himself. Nothing too unusual or difficult. And good thing too, they were way over due for a resupply run. Still, it would be nice to come up with a few original remedies…’ Having briefed himself for the night’s duties, Ashley indulged a moment, luxuriating in the welcome attentions Lucas was showing him...

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Sergeant Nathan Forester’s legs shook slightly as he walked through the back hatch of the aircraft and into the jungle clearing. He never thought to be so glad to be moving under his own power. The ride over from the base camp had been quick, too quick. The Kaffeen Airman’s flying style could probably best be described as aggressive. Or perhaps insane. The 6 Kavaleristas Privates and 4 Dragoon Corporals that comprised Sergeant Forester’s company