Adventures in Medical
Chapter 2 - A Sexy MRI
V icky called me that evening and told me that she had set up my MRI at a
private facility since the XXSU MRI was booked solid for the next couple of
weeks. She also said not to worry about the cost since my health plan would pay
as they had referred me.
About an hour later I got a call from a woman at the MRI facility who confirmed
my appointment for 10:00pm the next night, so that I could take the pictures
with me to the surgeon the following day. I was told to wear some-thing like a
sweat-suit and absolutely no metal of any kind. I was asked about implants, etc.
and told to be on time since I was the last appointment for the day and that
they were staying late to get me in.
At 9:45 the next evening, I slowly hobbled into the MRI facility and was greeted
by a heavy-set lady in her 50's. "You must be Jim," she said as she locked the
door behind me. "You are a little early, so why don't you fill out these forms,
then I'll have the nurse come out and see you; they are tied up with another
patient right now."
I was then handed a pile of forms and given a seat at a table in the lobby. Ten
minutes later, I hear a sexy voice say," Are You Jim?" I look up and see a
beautiful redhead, with the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen, Wearing
one of the tightest nurse's pantsuits with curves in all of the right places.
"Ye.. Yes" I stuttered, trying to bring my blood pressure back down to earth
bound levels.
"Good, I'm Nancy, the duty nurse."
"Oh, uh, Vicky said to tell you she said Hi," I offered trying to avoid looking
at her chest, where her uniform was tailored to showoff to maximum benefit her
"C" cup sized tits.
"Yes, she told me all about you when she made your appointment."
Nancy quickly reviewed the forms and then handed them to the older woman, who
threw them in a tray and while putting her coat on told Nancy that she was
through for the day and would see her tomorrow. Nancy followed her to the door
and let her out then relocked the door after she exited.
Nancy then returned to me and said to follow her back to the imaging room, where
the technician was waiting. Again, I slowly made my way back through a hallway
using short steps to avoid pain and soon found myself in a large room which
housed a giant machine with a hole in the middle. Kind of like a two story donut
made out of white ceramic material. Waiting in the room was a small dark haired
woman who looked more like a 12 year old than an adult. She was introduced as
Jane, the MRI technician and she explained the machine and how it worked. At no
more that 5'1" and tiny in all of her features, I had a hard time convincing my
brain that this person who looked like a prepubescent girl was a technician, but
her voice which was very soft was conveying technical information well beyond
her visual age.
Jane asked Nancy if I was ready and Nancy replied that she still had to do the
basic medical checks before they started, but had brought me straight back
rather than using one of the examining rooms to save time. Jane said she was
going back into the control room and to give her a yell when I was ready.
Nancy then brought out a blood pressure gauge and took my reading (which I was
still sure had to be higher than a kite), then listened to my heart (which was
beating at 90 MPH) and lungs with her stethoscope.
Then facing me she told me to undress, as they didn't want any clothing to
"distort" the images. Wearing only a sweatshirt, sweatpants, jockey shorts, and
tennis shoes, this didn't take long until I got down to the shorts. "Those TOO!"
she said as she stood in front of me with her arms crossed over her tight jacket
and a grin on her face.
In my mid-40's I have been nude in front of a number of women, which never
bothered me, but for the fourth time in two days I was being ordered by a woman
(who was at most 26) to strip in front of her and someone else, since Jane was
clearly visible through the window of the control room. I was embarrassed and
turned red, I could feel the heat around my ears. I don't know why, I just was.
Nancy then told me to turn around and I could feel her hands moving over the
muscles of my lower back, she turned me some more and I was now facing Jane at
her console some 5 feet away on the other side of the glass window, and who was
smiling from ear to ear as she surveyed my body. "Good, the muscles are relaxed
so we should be able to get good pictures of your spine."
Nancy, then had me bend over and put my hands on the rails for the MRI bed and
told me she was going to take my temperature. "Vicky says you prefer a rectal
temp. and I always thought those were the most accurate anyway."
Before I could reply, I felt her finger pressing into my ass and it almost
immediately opened to admit her probing digit. While she worked some lube into
me she called out to Jane that I was almost ready and to come in because I would
need help getting up onto the apparatus. I heard the door open and close and had
absolutely no doubt that Beautiful Nancy and Cute Little Jane were both now
behind me and looking at my ass. Nancy, replaced her finger with the thermometer
and as Vicky had done, held it with her fingers and moved it around, and in and
out while she waited. The bulb of the device was rubbing against my prostate and
sure enough I soon had a hard prick pointing straight down between my wide
spread legs.
"Very nice" I heard Jane whisper to Nancy who did not give a response I could
hear.
Nancy, then wiped the excess lube from my puckered hole and the two of them
turned me to face them. Jane giggled, "Well ONE muscle isn't relaxed!" This
caused Nancy to laugh and me to turn even redder.
"That often happens with a rectal temp." Nancy said to Jane, trying to sound
authoritative. "OK stud, up on the tray."
As I tried to get up on the plastic tray mounted on the rails, I got stabbed
with pain and my cock immediately deflated. The women helped me inch my way up
and back and Nancy's tits were all over me, but I was in no shape to appreciate
them. Tears were freely flowing down my cheeks as I fought back the pain. Once
in place, Jane came to where my head was laying in a set of blocks, as I
squeezed my eyes trying to shut down the tears. She gently stroked my head and
ran her fingers through my hair, and almost whispered, "God that must have
REALLY hurt. Just relax now and we'll get this over with."
I relaxed as best I could and Jane put a set of earplugs into my ears after
telling me to lay perfectly still. "This machine will sound like a jackhammer
when I move the magnets around and it will be very tight in the tunnel, but
don't worry, we'll be right here and you can talk to me through the intercom
located above your head.
Jane then disappeared as Nancy finished setting the sides of the tractor bed to
hold me in a fixed position. The bed started to move, and soon I was traveling
into the machine and lost all reference points. The top of the passageway was
less than 6" from my nose and although I have never been claustrophobic, I sure
was feeling it then. I was like being in a coffin and I could feel my heart rate
jump and even though I knew the machine was open on both ends, found it hard to
breathe.
I could hear Jane talking to Nancy on the intercom.
"Nance, I'm picking up increased heart and breathing rates; since this is a
lower back series, I'm going to run him up near the other end, do something to
distract him or we may have to sedate him!"
I tried to calm down, but the closeness was more than I could take; there was no
rationality too it, I just knew, I would die in there. Soon, the bed started
moving again and then stopped, just a flash of light became visible above my
head. "Jim, tilt you head back so you can see out of the machine," I heard
Jane's voice say. "Good now, hold your head in that exact position, don't move
until I tell you."
"Jim, this is Nancy," I heard faintly, not coming through the speaker, "look at
me Jim, can you see me Jim?" Just then she came into view in the crack of space
visible between the tractor bed and the machine.
"I can see movement, but I can't tell what it is," I replied. Then suddenly, the
white color visible through the crack turned flesh tone from the center out and
I saw a pair of gorgeous breasts displayed upside down from my point of view.
The nipples were rose red on very pale white skin and were standing erect like
two missiles ready for launch. All I could say was "Oh Nancy, they're
beautiful!" I couldn't move a muscle the way I was pinned in that
contraption,... well that's not true... I did move one muscle. I got hard again!
Nancy, squeezed her breasts together, then pinched her nipples and pulled on
them, allowing them to snap back, my total attention was focused on the
fantastic sight above and behind me, just visible.
"Nancy! What the HELL are you doing!" Jane yelled through the intercom.
Apparently, Jane could not see her since the machine was between them.
"Just what you said!" Nancy's fainter voice replied, "Distracting him!"
Jane started laughing "The Doc ain't going to believe these pictures; I've never
seen an MRI of a hard cock before!" "The profile shots are just great !"
Shortly, the machine which had been making a high pitched noise, wound down and
then came to a stop. The tractor bed started moving again towards my feet and
the vision of those wonderful breasts was gone from sight.
When I came out the other end, Nancy was standing beside the bed and her uniform
was again closed. Jane came out and said the computer images were being
transferred to film and that they could get me back down now. My hard cock was
still pointing up at a 45 degree angle towards my belly. But as soon as we
started the process of getting me off the machine, I got stabbed in the back
again and ended up on the floor, curled up and crying again. Both women tried to
ease me into a comfortable position, but the pain was relentless. Finally the
spasm passed and Nancy helped me get dressed while Jane went to retrieve the
films. As she pulled up my sweatpants, Nancy gave my cock a squeeze and gave me
a kiss on the cheek "for being such a good sport."
The women helped me across the ice covered parking lot and into my car for the
drive home. Then said goodnight as they separated and went to their own
vehicles.
When I got home, I took the films out of the big envelope and looked at them.
Sure enough, 6 shots showed my stiff cock pointing right out there and I knew,
that would not be missed in the future.
