Nurse Ratched Costume Novels & Stories

I’m so excited. Later that night I arrive at Merigold’s old place where Speed and Ratchet are staying just before seven-thirty. I changed into a simple light green sundress with spaghetti straps. I did light makeup, just some lip gloss, and mascara. I even slipped on some flats instead of the heels I normally wear. I dressed like it was a casual date but comfortable at the same time. I grabbed three pizzas on my way over because I wasn’t sure if Ratchet was going to join us for dinner. I figured it was better to get too much than not enough. And if he was having dinner I thought he could probably eat a whole pizza himself being that he is a growing boy. And if he wasn’t he could always eat

Ethan's POV "Leave." The voluptuous woman in front of me blinks her eyes in confusion upon hearing me. She is dressed in a tight nurse cosplay dress that has her boobs spilling out and is so short it can barely cover her buttocks. Her blonde hair is packed into a tight bun, and her surgically enhanced full lips are covered in a bright red lipstick. Months ago,I would have been thrust mercilessly out of her on the couch by now, but I don't even find a single reaction to her right now. Or should I have gone for a top model?

Knock! “You okay in there?” Chris’s voice snapped Rita back to her senses and she realized she had zoned out while fantasizing about what he would do to her. A familiar ache had settled in her core making it clench repeatedly. Sighing, she grabbed a pack of tissues and wiped her soaked core, then dressed up in a short sleeved peach formal knee-length pencil body-con sheath dress that hugged her figure perfectly. She complimented the look with a pair of nude heels and had her hair let loose in wavy curls as it cascaded down her shoulders.

" Ravena tugged at the leather wristbands without success. If it had been a conventional hospital, they would have most likely employed Velcro restraints, which she could have yanked off. She yanked on the straps again, rattling the bed rails, but her efforts were muted and useless, increasing the burning on her skin. Silva exited the room, certain that Ravena was not escaping. Within minutes, her alarmed voice boomed down the corridor as she discussed the fever with someone. But before she or the doctor could return, a lady in blue scrubs entered the room. "I'm Nurse Grey." The woman's face was matronly, with benevolent gray eyes and pale, but slightly pulled-up, lips. "You appear to have b

Nothing too extreme, but enough to make her feel thoroughly examined and owned. Chloe stepped in wearing the nurse outfit, and my breath caught. The white latex dress hugged every curve, the hem so short it barely covered the tops of her thighs. A deep V-neckline pushed her full breasts up, the red cross emblem stretched tight across them. She wore white thigh-high stockings with garter straps, red heels, and a little nurse’s cap perched on her auburn hair. A stethoscope hung around her neck, and she carried a small clipboard like she was ready to take notes.

Ace said. "I'm rooting for you." Mr. Ruzito also said. They walked away from me, with men in front and at the back of them, following. "Tsss" I hissed, shaking my head. I felt a little tiredness from lack of sleep and walking an errand from here and there. "Hi Sir", a nurse greeted. She's wearing a short skirt than others, I think she made it like that. "Oh hi" I smiled, showing her the smile that no other women can resist.

he said. “You’ll be needing this,” Travis said, holding out a mesh bag. I assumed this was my costume, including Ruth’s specially designed top and avoided looking at it until I was in the ladies’ toilets. I nearly freaked when I took out the strappy harness bralette with contrast lace, featuring small O-rings, though I could hardly object to a generous amount of cleavage in this kind of environment. The wraparound mini skirt reached to mid thigh which I supposed was something. I told myself I liked purple but it hardly helped. The only other women present were likely to be the ‘exploitees’ as I had dubbed them. I really hoped I wouldn’t be joining them.

"Welcome, darling. How can I help you?" "Role-playing uniform," I murmured, avoiding eye contact as I tried to hide my embarrassment. "Which one would you prefer?" she asked, gesturing to the vast selection around us. "Uh… A nursing uniform," I answered quickly, my voice barely above a whisper. She nodded, a knowing look in her eyes. "Our best sellers are over here." I followed her to a section filled with daring costumes, my gaze darting nervously between the outfits on display. "Try this one," she suggested, holding up a striking white and red ensemble. The top was a fitted crop top, while the bottom was a short, flirty skirt.

"Now that we’re all here, let's start searching for clues in pairs. It’s safer that way." Then, a girl in a white dress timidly tugged at the leader to get his attention. "Are we sure she’s not a ghost? She’s dressed in such a creepy getup. I don't want to be in a group with her." I was fixing my nurse’s cap when I heard the audacious comment. How dare she! My outfit was polished enough to pass any inspection. Even the Nursing Department would not have any qualms about it! What a tasteless bunch.

The walls were painted white, all the decorations were placed so as to make the apartment look more comfortable than luxurious. She helped me sit on the couch, with my babies sleeping soundly in the double stroller and my baby girl sleeping in my arm. “I’ll be right back,” she said and smiled. I waited for only a few minutes before she came out. As I turned my head, I see the same nurse, but she has removed her lab coat revealing her casual clothes. She was a tiny but rather curvy woman. She has a great figure and beautiful bouncy blonde hair that reached her shoulders.