Faithless
03-26-2003, 2:54 AM
Hospitals can be Dangerous Places
*******
Darkness, all I could see was darkness. And in the darkness something
moved. Something black, but you could sense it's presence emanating evil
as it moved. It moved through the darkness spiralling in towards me and
as it moved it grew, elongating itself so that eventually it would
smother everything. I tried to hide but there was no escape, it closed
in spiralling closer and closer.
I gave a cry then awoke in a cold sweat. A dream, a stupid dream. I lay
back and pondered its significance then gave up and went back to sleep.
***
Scott entered the hospital and made his way to the top floor. There
was a police officer patrolling the corridor. Scott lurked in the
shadows by the stairwell until the policeman had turned his back, then
he snuck across the corridor into an office on the other side.
Suddenly a matron entered the room Scott was hiding in. She was a mature
woman of West Indian origin and extremely large built 6” 8. Her massive boobs
bounced under her dark blue uniform like two mammoth water filled
balloons. She didn't see Scott hiding behind the door and went to the
roster chart pinned to the notice board on the opposing wall. "What a
huge fat nigger" Scott thought to himself (he is a racist). He noticed
her massively muscled calves that bulged and flexed as she walked even
though she was wearing flat soled plimsolls. Foolishly he dismissed this
as a result of supporting her massive fat bulk.
***
The matron turned around and saw Scott. "What the hell are you doing in
here?" she demanded "You ain't allowed in here. What have you stolen?,
empty out your pockets". "Get stuffed big fat nigger. Go back to your
own country. Us English don't have answer to wogs like you" Scott
shouted. "Ah a racist eh?, well I think you need to be taught some
respect" the matron replied as she approached Scott. Scott tried to ward
her off but she grabbed his arms and pushed them easily out to his
sides. She then wrapped her massive arms around his body and pulled him
against her pillow-like chest in a devastating bear hug.
"orrrghh" Scott felt himself dangling in the air, crushed against her
ample breasts that squashed like cushions beneath his chest. But they
did not ease the awesome crush around his middle that threatened to cave
his chest in. "Where's your white supremacy now little man?" she told
him as he struggled to breath. She held him so tight that his chest
couldn't expand when he tried to breathe. He put his hands to the
woman's massive arms and realised too late that they weren't fat when he
felt rock solid muscle bulging awesomely underneath her sleeve. She
effortlessly pulled him tighter against her chest. His face turned red
and his body went rigid just for a moment before he went limp in her
mighty arms.
*** "You're not man enough to handle me. Your just little boy"
she sneered.
His head swimming as the choke tightened. He began to see spots before
his eyes and his ears were ringing. He could hear her voice recede in
the distance talking about law and order and some crap like that, then
there was blackness.
***
Scott came around to find himself shoved through the gap in the back of
a chair with his face looking up. "Ah you're awake, good. I can continue
your lesson" he heard her voice. He looked to the side and saw her. She
lifted up the hem of her uniform to reveal her titanic thighs. Scott
quaked in fright, like her arms, her thighs weren't fat but thick solid
pillars of muscle that gleamed with the ebony sheen of her skin. She
straddled over him and he looked up in fear at the largest, most muscled
thighs he had ever seen. Wide long columns of sensual black feminine
muscle ending in her naked hairy crotch. She lowered herself into the
chair to sit on his face. "I have four sons about your age. This is how
I taught them to respect their mother. Even now they are grown men they
still come round to pay their respect" she told him as she forced his
nose right up into her slit.
*******
Darkness, all I could see was darkness. And in the darkness something
moved. Something black, but you could sense it's presence emanating evil
as it moved. It moved through the darkness spiralling in towards me and
as it moved it grew, elongating itself so that eventually it would
smother everything. I tried to hide but there was no escape, it closed
in spiralling closer and closer.
I gave a cry then awoke in a cold sweat. A dream, a stupid dream. I lay
back and pondered its significance then gave up and went back to sleep.
***
Scott entered the hospital and made his way to the top floor. There
was a police officer patrolling the corridor. Scott lurked in the
shadows by the stairwell until the policeman had turned his back, then
he snuck across the corridor into an office on the other side.
Suddenly a matron entered the room Scott was hiding in. She was a mature
woman of West Indian origin and extremely large built 6” 8. Her massive boobs
bounced under her dark blue uniform like two mammoth water filled
balloons. She didn't see Scott hiding behind the door and went to the
roster chart pinned to the notice board on the opposing wall. "What a
huge fat nigger" Scott thought to himself (he is a racist). He noticed
her massively muscled calves that bulged and flexed as she walked even
though she was wearing flat soled plimsolls. Foolishly he dismissed this
as a result of supporting her massive fat bulk.
***
The matron turned around and saw Scott. "What the hell are you doing in
here?" she demanded "You ain't allowed in here. What have you stolen?,
empty out your pockets". "Get stuffed big fat nigger. Go back to your
own country. Us English don't have answer to wogs like you" Scott
shouted. "Ah a racist eh?, well I think you need to be taught some
respect" the matron replied as she approached Scott. Scott tried to ward
her off but she grabbed his arms and pushed them easily out to his
sides. She then wrapped her massive arms around his body and pulled him
against her pillow-like chest in a devastating bear hug.
"orrrghh" Scott felt himself dangling in the air, crushed against her
ample breasts that squashed like cushions beneath his chest. But they
did not ease the awesome crush around his middle that threatened to cave
his chest in. "Where's your white supremacy now little man?" she told
him as he struggled to breath. She held him so tight that his chest
couldn't expand when he tried to breathe. He put his hands to the
woman's massive arms and realised too late that they weren't fat when he
felt rock solid muscle bulging awesomely underneath her sleeve. She
effortlessly pulled him tighter against her chest. His face turned red
and his body went rigid just for a moment before he went limp in her
mighty arms.
*** "You're not man enough to handle me. Your just little boy"
she sneered.
His head swimming as the choke tightened. He began to see spots before
his eyes and his ears were ringing. He could hear her voice recede in
the distance talking about law and order and some crap like that, then
there was blackness.
***
Scott came around to find himself shoved through the gap in the back of
a chair with his face looking up. "Ah you're awake, good. I can continue
your lesson" he heard her voice. He looked to the side and saw her. She
lifted up the hem of her uniform to reveal her titanic thighs. Scott
quaked in fright, like her arms, her thighs weren't fat but thick solid
pillars of muscle that gleamed with the ebony sheen of her skin. She
straddled over him and he looked up in fear at the largest, most muscled
thighs he had ever seen. Wide long columns of sensual black feminine
muscle ending in her naked hairy crotch. She lowered herself into the
chair to sit on his face. "I have four sons about your age. This is how
I taught them to respect their mother. Even now they are grown men they
still come round to pay their respect" she told him as she forced his
nose right up into her slit.