Tickle Nurse Novels & Stories

She grabbed the nurse's arm and blurted out, "Don't." The nurse burst into tears as the force of Nicole's hand was too much for her. She quickly nodded at Nicole to signal that she would do nothing. Only then did Nicole let go of her hand and listen intently to the heartbeat of Mr. Riddle Sr. After determining his heart rate and strength, she put down the stethoscope and left the ward without saying a word. The nurse looked at Nicole from behind and said indignantly, "What is she? She shouldn't have played with the medical gear. She doesn't respect the doctor at all."

she gave out her prettiest smile to the girl, but she only pouted more. "Hmm... How about this." Ida's hands moved to the little girl's waist, as she began tickling her. The little girl burst out giggling "No..haha I hate tickles." she screamed, giggling even more as she tried rolling away from Ida. The nurse behind couldn't help but smile, the little girl's giggles reminded her of the boy in her dream, and she stopped immediately. She tried not to let the dream get to her "Would you take your drugs now, or should I continue the tickles."

"I'm Ivy. What's yours?" “I’m Nurse Tilda," I replied, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Nice to meet you, Nurse Tilda," she said, extending her hand in a mock-serious gesture. Her eyes twinkled as I took her hand, and we both laughed. "I'm glad my dad finally listened to me and let me choose my own nurse. I like you," Ivy continued, her smile widening. "From the moment I saw you, I knew you were different. Special." Her words took me by surprise.

I felt a few drops land on my skin and took a deep breath. "I-I didn't see anything, you guys can continue with whatever you were doing!" The nurse stammered, her voice crackling ever so slightly. She turned around and attempted to run, but Silvia called out to her, "Get over here!" She grabbed the nurse's ponytail and yanked her back with brutal strength. The nurse shrieked in agony, trying to pull away, but Silvia was as strong as a man. She kicked the nurse in the left knee, sending her falling like an anvil to the wet, oily floor.

I lied awkwardly, blinking away tears, but the nurse suspiciously looked at me; she wasn’t easy to fool. “Is it your husband?” She insisted. “No, why were you looking for me?” I changed the topic. “Oh yes, I came to check if the milk came, may I?” She asked, trying to reach for my hospital gown so she could have full access. "Yes, sure,” I said, not really interested as I moved my hands out of the way. My mind was on Clinton—what was going on, and most importantly, who was that lady? “I told you it would come,” she snapped me out of my thoughts. I glanced and realised the milk she pumped in a little bottle.

The doctor looks at me with an angry expression but the nurse hides a bit of a chuckle "Don't give the child two dosages doctor" I say in between giggles "Fuck you " the doctor spits out "You said a bad word, " I say tearing up "Sir, she's a child why would you say that," the nurse says as she brings me in for a hug. I pull the middle finger up for the doctor whilst the nurse's back is turned. He gasps doing it back at the same time the nurse turns around "Sir why are you being so childish" she scowls grabbing the sheets with vomit and taking them out of my room.

Why won’t these annoying girls leave him alone? With her eyes fixed on my baby, she leans forward and lets her ample breast nearly fall out of her low-cut shirt while her hand lightly touches Alex’s thigh. She licks her lips and in a low seductive voice, she asks, “I can help you. I’ll be your personal nurse. We can start with a sponge bath this afternoon. When and where would you like to meet? I’ll make sure to scrub all your hard to reach spots.” What the….

"Please stop moving around. I promise it won't hurt. It’ll be over before you know it. I’m going to count to three. One, two, three! There you go. Please don’t remove it anymore." Aaron and Clarice looked on in shock as I exercised what seemed like magical powers to subdue the scary old lady. She wore a humiliating expression as I reinserted the catheter on for her. "Behold the powers of a qualified nurse. I’m going to take up nursing once we get out of here." I stroked my phantom beard. "Young grasshopper, you have much to learn." Then, I turned back to the patient. "Granny, I’m going to do the rounds now, but I’ll come back. Don’t let me catch you on the phone again!"

Evidence raised an eyebrow with another challenge, “If you are done with your tits, finish your job first.” The nurse threw her towel on the floor, reaching back to handle the needle. She carefully took out the needle and put it away. Her hands reached for his robe before the young man stopped him. Mr. Evidence pulled her close by her wrists, growling into her face, “I didn’t give you the permission to touch me yet.” The nurse trembled, replying shakily, “B-But, that’s m-my job to g-get you c-changed.” The young man laughed,

Before I could analyze further, the doctor started the check up. When he was done checking every inch of my body and asking me how different parts felt, he grabbed his board and noted down some things. The door opened and another nurse pushed in a trolley. “Oh, Nurse Tilley is already here to administer your treatment. I have to leave you now, Mr. Steele but I assure you're in good hands.” Nurse Tilley was a middle aged woman with a friendly smile. She looked very capable, like someone who knew what she was doing.