Medical feats (Bubble head nurse)

 There was no escaping Silent Hill. No matter how fast you ran or how far you went to hide, it was anchored to you by your sins, like a harpoon through your sternum, both killing you and being the only thing that stopped you from dying faster. It had been subtle with its communications to you at first, sending holiday flyers through the mail or placing an advert on a news site telling you to come back to Silent hill. You’d ignored it at first but the town wouldn’t stop, sending more and more flyers until it upgraded to sending letters from long dead love ones, telling you about how much they missed you and that you should come back home. You’d keep getting emails from the varying businesses and departments from Silent Hill, telling you to come back to face your sentence. Everything went to a head when you got a phone call speaking in your dead wife’s voice, telling you to come back to her since she was in hospital and come back to Silent Hill and, given that you just wanted it all to stop at this point, getting in your car and driving to the town.

The drive was long, probably made longer by the fact that you knew you were going back to that wretched place, the radio cutting in and out with every mountain you passed. The road would grow rougher and rougher, the concrete having been warm down and never repaired, pothole after pothole running under the tires of your car, your eyes glancing to the tall pines and overgrown grass that were around you. Soon the sky would darken and a fog would start to form around you, growing thicker and thicker by the moment until your headlights couldn’t cut more than a metre through it from the car. Eventually it would get to the point where the radio had been consumed by static and the sky was completely invisible behind the fog,your car sputtering to a stop against the road.

You tried to start the car a couple times, wanting to get closer to the town but you couldn’t get the car to start, just hearing as it spluttered in a pathetic attempt at coming back to life. You sighed and got out of the car, locking it and stuffing the keys into your pocket as you walked towards the town, the air around you being thick and wet. As you walked you glanced around the area, seeing that every single car around you hadn’t moved in years, condensation covering all the windows and most of the paint being flicked off over time. As you entered the town you’d start walking towards Brookhaven hospital, the aging obelisk of glass and stone looming over you as you pushed yourself through the doors where a sound would suddenly start to echo across the air.

It was a siren, its groan being long and shrill as you turned to leave and see what was going on, only to see that the door was locked shut. You looked around to see the building morph in front of your very eyes, the slightly worn walls and floors of the building quickly going brown, filth leaking from the gaps between the tiles and the hospital bed that was laying around in the hallway became heavy with a liquid you dread to think about. Although the worst thing was that you couldn’t help but feel that there was something inside of the hospital along  with you, watching you despite the fact you just entered. You shook the feeling off and started to walk forward, moving past the filth covered bed and walking deeper into the hospital, the cold air making you shiver slightly.

As you’d walked around the rusted halls of the hospital that feeling of being watched would keep burrowing itself within the back of your mind. Stagnant blood filled the air as you walked with you looking out the window and seeing the fog surrounding the hospital, shrouding the place more than it already was. You’d move onto the second floor, heading towards another corridor, turning on your flashlight as you walked forward, trying to see if you could see any evidence that your wife was actually in a building. You moved the flashlight upwards to shine it down a corridor to see a silhouette, your hopes growing that you had finally found your wife before you grew closer, your eyes widening as you realized that it wasn’t her at all but instead something so much worse.

It was a nurse, or at least a monster pretending to be a nurse with the first place your eyes looked at was her head, which was slightly larger than it should be. She didn’t have a face, the entire head being consumed by pale flesh, a pair of bang-like growths coming down from the side of her face, going down her chin. You briefly glanced at the nurses hat before moving down to her mouth which was a perfectly square piece of flesh that seemingly had been ripped off from the face, the flesh pulsing in the air as you looked down at the rest of her body. The woman’s clothes were covered in various stains of which were so old it seemed like they had dried into the fabric, your eyes quickly staring at the rather large set of breasts that the nurses had. Your eyes then moved down the waist, her skirt being just long enough that you couldn’t see her underwear, your eyes moving down her garterbelt covered legs, seeing her flesh through the black fabric before your eyes moved to her feet, neatly placed inside of a pair of white pumps.

The woman was seemingly analysing you for several moments, her head twisting and shaking around before she started moving towards you. The woman’s gait was strange, the woman’s ankles and knees twisting at angles that were not possible without breaking the joint, although it didn’t seem like it impeded her given she was heading towards you like she was sprinting. You turned around and tried to get away from her before you felt a hand move onto your shoulder, latching onto it and gripping down, the woman’s hands feeling as tight as a vice against your arm. She managed to stop you in your tracks before she threw you down to the ground, the woman flinging you down so hard that you bounced off the floor before she loomed over you, her head still twitching erratically. 

You went to get up to try and escape before you felt her foot slam into your chest, keeping you pressed to the ground before you noticed that she slowly started to take the shoe off. Your watch as her foot would slowly slither out of its fabric prison with you seeing as a stocking covered foot emerged with you noting just how smooth her skin was. You then watched as the woman flicked the shoe away with her foot, the object flying across the room before you’d see that she’d remove the other shoe, flexing her toes against the air. She then moved her foot across your thigh, moving across the insides of it before she moved to your crotch, placing her foot down onto your member and starting to massage it, pushing the area just under the feet against your crotch.

You’d get hard from the sensation, feeling as your trousers got more and more tented in her grasp before a noise admitted from the woman’s mouth, the noise sounding almost like a chuckle. With you fully hard she would move her foot over to your belt, slowly sliding it out from your jeans and placing it between your legs before she would pull your trousers and underwear, dragging them to your thighs and letting your cock bounce out of its home and into the cold air. She’d twist her head somewhat as she would move her foot from your chest to your neck, balancing it on your collarbone before  using her toes to crain your neck into the air. With you now being able to see her fully, she’d waste no time doing what she desires, lowering her foot to your member.

You gasped into the air as you felt her push your cock against your waist,the woman making sure to feel your cock pushing against her toes, rubbing and pushing across them. After a couple of seconds she would proceed to start moving her foot somewhat, grinding and rubbing her sole against the base of your cock.She stretched her toes outwards, the fabric around her feet straining against your toes before she latched around your tip, starting to massage the glands that were around it as she let out another noise. You’d feel your heart racing in your chest as she played with your member, grinding against it as it seemed that she watched your cock, eventually twisting her head up so that she could see your face, flicking your chin with her toes before she made her next move.

The woman would then push down on your cock with her foot, making you groan out into the air where your toes proceeded to push down onto your lips. You’d feel them there for a moment, the round and smooth digits briefly moving themselves across your lips before they removed themselves and just simply laid on your closed mouth. It seems she was waiting for you to do something with you opening your mouth which led to her starting to move her foot forward across your face, the woman being able to do it with a surprising amount of elegance. That was when you realized that she wanted you to use your mouth on her foot, with you deciding to start puckering your lips as kissed at her foot, the woman flailing her toes around before she pushed parts of her foot against your lips for you to kiss.

As you kissed away at her foot, fleeing the smoothness of her skin and the warmth of her flesh against your lips, you’d feel as her movements of her other foot started to change. Instead of the static grinding of her soles and toes against your cock, she had decided to reward you by starting to move up and down your member. She’d drift her foot so that her toes were pointing downward when she was moving up your cock, the woman’s toes drifting across your veins and tickling your glands before flicking at your tip, a mixture of pleasure and pain moving down your member. When moving down your member she’d twist her foot in the other direction, her soft and plush sole pushing down the rest of your member, sliding across your member before rubbing against your base.

You’d gasp into her foot as you kissed it, feeling the way it flexed and pushed against your lips before she’d suddenly move her foot away from your lips. Her foot would soon become reunited with her feet, this time the woman moving her feet so they were pointed downwards, her toes pushed against your lips and pushing their way inside. You’d feel as the woman’s digits slipped against your teeth, rubbing against them with you feeling the nails pushing against your teeth for a brief moment before her toes rubbed against your tongue with you knowing what she had hinted at. You moved your tongue towards her toes, feeling spit drip from it before they would make contact, starting to lap away at them, feeling as your tongue ran down against the undersides of her toes as she’d let out another noise.

You’d push your tongue in between her toes, feeling the fabric flexing against your tongue as it brushed against the slickly fabric and smooth skin she had. You’d feel as the woman’s other foot would grow faster and more intense, the woman’s leg moving in several different angles, the smooth feet sometimes clenching her toes together, causing her foot to become somewhat wrinkled, running it across your veins to cause even more pleasure to move through you. Despite the fact that you couldn’t really tell due to her lack of face, you figured that she was enjoying it by the sound that she was making, the sounds being loud and unlike anything that you had heard before as if hundreds of moans and screams had been mashed together into one,all while you lapped away at her feet.

That was when you felt yourself start to throb against her foot, pushing against her toes and soles of which responded by putting more weight on your cock to increase the pleasure. The worked rather well, moaning into her other foot as you felt the pressure started to build up at the tip of your cock, growing more and more intense by the moment. Eventually it got to the point where the pressure had consumed your cock in its entirety, the throbbing and pushing making you feel both pleasure and pain as the woman pushed her toes deeper into your mouth. She continued rubbing your cock for half a minute before you couldn't take it anymore, starting to orgasm as she parted her big toe away from the rest, placing the tip of your cock between the two of them.

Ropes started to spray out of your cock, the woman watching as the first volley sprayed into the air before they’d land on your stomach and her foot. More and more ropes came out after that, the volleys growing in size and strength with each volley as her foot twitched somewhat, clearly embracing that you were cumming all over her foot as you moaned against the other one. Your orgasm would reach a peak quickly, a massive bundle of ropes escaping your cock and shooting up so high that it covered some of her leg in your cum, something that made the monster woman shiver. After that your orgasm would slow down, the ropes growing slowly before they suddenly stopped, the last few ropes covering her toes as she removed her foot from your panting mouth. 

With that she would move her foot from your cock, the woman staring down at you for a few moments before she moved her hands to her stockings. She’d start to take them off,slowly slipping them down each twitching leg before getting to the feet, the woman going extra slowly as to show every twitch and muscle movement that her feet made. By the time they were off she would drop them right at your feet and started to walk away, the woman’s body moving in the same impossible way that she had done before, leaving you with the stockings as what you assumed to be some sort of parting gift. You looked at them for several moments as you got up and put your trousers on, wondering if you should take them with you before deciding to grab ahold of them,

*One pair of stockings have been added to your inventory.