Dr Reed Greys Anatomy Novels & Stories

"Alright. Lie back for me, Elena. Feet in the stirrups when you are ready." My stomach tightened. I lay down slowly, the paper rustling loudly in the quiet room. The stirrups felt cold against my heels as I placed my feet in them. The position left me exposed, even with the gown draped over my thighs. I stared at the ceiling tiles, counting the small holes to distract myself. Dr. Reed washed his hands at the sink, the sound of running water filling the space. He pulled on a pair of blue gloves with a snap. When he approached the table, he adjusted the light above us, angling it downward.

"I guess you like seeing Mommy's body?... Okay then. Just give me a minute!" Before they could react, Ms. Reed ducked behind the privacy screen that Dr Bowman kept in her office for similar occasions. Despite immense curiosity and an irresistible impulse to peek, everyone else stayed in their seat and waited. It felt like ages, but in reality it only took a couple of minutes. Eventually, Ms. Reed, naked as a jaybird, emerged once again and dropped everyone's jaws. "Well!" She said cheerfully, hands resting on her wide hips. "How about that?"

The bald pathologist was busy autopsying Travis Dunham's shriveled body. "Please tell me you have something, Vince," Cole said, greeting the reed-thin, middle-aged doctor draped in a worn lab coat. Vince turned towards Cole and adjusted his glasses. "Seventeen years on this lousy job and I've never seen anything like this. Come here, take a look." Cole approached the body, or rather what somewhat resembled a body. The corpse was desiccated as if entombed for millennia in Egypt. But the clothes piled on a steel table beside the body were the same ones he saw Travis wear last night, without so much as a stain on them...

I grabbed the cup from her and downed half her drink in one swallow, grimacing at the burn, then glanced past her shoulder. That’s when I saw someone. One I believe I shouldn't have. I don't know how fast the effects of whatever I just drank were, but it made me think things out of proportion. Things like a man carved from sin and blood secrets, standing a little apart from the crowd. Power radiated off him in a way that made people glance, then glance again. Every med student here knew him. Maddie followed my stare, then gasped. “Isn’t that Professor Reed? What the hell is he doing here?”

The question that had popped up on my mind the day I received that envelope from him and saw the words written on the letter inside it. [Welcome back, Annalise.] But, I was about to speak when the doors to the Emergency Room opened. I shot to my feet, hurrying forward to meet the doctor. “How’s he?” The doctor removed his glass and glanced from me to Andrew, who was already beside me. On his face was a disturbed look. “Mr. Reed was exposed to hydrogen sulfide gas.” I frowned. The rotten egg smell?

I couldn't help the laugh that bubbled out of me when Macy tried to impersonate Lucifer,"Yeah you're probably right." "Aren't I always?" Macy snorted, "But in all seriousness, give him time and in no time you will be able to read Mr. Reed," she wiggled her eyebrows at me and I couldn't resist the urge to swat her on the head. She let out a stifled groan and we burst out laughing.

The room seemed to shrink in size as he set up his equipment, casting a clinical aura upon the macabre scene before us. With utmost care, the medical expert began the meticulous process of examining Dr. Steven's body. Each incision, each probing touch, held the promise of uncovering the truth that lay hidden within the corpse. The flickering torches provided an eerie backdrop, casting a dim light upon the scene, as if the very walls of the dungeon held their breath in anticipation. Time seemed to suspend as the autopsy progressed, every detail meticulously recorded and analyzed. The medical expert's face betrayed a mix of concentration and intrigue, a silent testimony to the gravity of the f

“Ahhh Reed. Yeeesss.” “That’s it. That’s a good girl cum all over my cock. You are so tight. This feels amazing. Oh, Goddess, I can't last any longer. Ahh, Heather Yesss” Reed grunts out just before a growl of pleasure erupts from him, shaking the whole room. Reed stares at me. There is so much emotion in his eyes and not just from him. I can see glimpses of Rory too.

The screen flickers, then a folder pops up. Project Genesis – Restricted Access. My stomach twists. I click it. At first, there’s nothing but code — encrypted lines that mean nothing to me. But then I see a file labeled “Reed Protocol.” Reed. Axel’s last name. My heart stutters. I open it, and a video file appears — dated five years ago. I press play. Static. Then a man’s voice. Deep. Familiar. “My name is Dr. Samuel Reed,” he says. “If you’re watching this, it means Genesis has failed. It means the subjects are awake.”

Her whole body shook with the intensity of her orgasm. Dr. Reed didn’t stop. He kept pounding into her through her climax, chasing his own release. “Gonna fill you up,” he growled, biting down on her neck. “Gonna pump so much cum into this tight pussy you’ll be leaking for days. Every time you walk around the clinic tomorrow, you’ll feel my load dripping down your thighs under that short uniform.” With a deep, guttural groan, he buried himself to the hilt and came hard. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded her pussy, pulse after heavy pulse, filling her until it started overflowing and dripping onto the desk.