House Call
By: Will


Write Helia at bounce_69@hotmail.com

The weather in the southern half of the country had been warm and for the 
most part wonderful. In your part of the country, though, it was a lot more 
unforgiving. Subfreezing nights, cold artic winds and snow pretty much had 
not only shut down the city but were taking its toll on the people as well.

It had been some time since I had heard from you, odd as you usually kept in 
better contact with me. Once it got past 3 weeks, I took some time off work 
and made my way north. For someone from the south, the scene was one of 
fascination. For someone from the north, the walls of snow were a yearly 
occurrence almost regularly. I knocked on your door and heard some heavy 
scuffling of feet. You smiled briefly before sneezing into a tissue as you 
opened the door. I hurried inside so as not to let any additional cold air 
in. "Helia! You look terrible." "Thank you.", you said with a cough. "I 
didn't mean it like that, I meant..." "I know what you meant, Will. I was 
being a little sarcastic." "Have you seen a doctor?" "Yes, I went yesterday 
and my prescriptions are ready at the drug store this morning, but I haven't 
been feeling up to get them." "I can pick them up for you. I just want you 
to feel better." "Oh, that's so kind of you. I'll call them up to tell them 
you'll pick them up for me." With a warm hug and some directions, I made my 
way to the pharmacy. Along with your prescriptions, I had picked up some 
more tissues and some cough drops for you.

I made my way back as quickly but as carefully as possible. Once inside, I 
turned up your heat a little. I guess I had turned it up a bit too much for 
you as you came out of your bedroom in only your nightgown. It was nearly 
see-through and I blushed as I could tell nothing was on underneath. "It got 
so hot in there, I couldn't keep under my covers or put my robe on. I think 
I must be getting worse." "Umm, oh, sorry. I thought if it were a bit warmer 
then maybe it'd help you feel better. I turned up the thermostat, but I'll 
turn it down again." "Thanks for the kind thought but please do.", you 
smiled. I presented you with the small white bags that the bottles of pills 
and syrups came in along with the new box of tissue and cough drops.

Almost as if on cue, you began to cough and I opened the bag, pulling out a 
wild cherry flavored drop and handing it to you. "Mmm, cherry!", you 
exclaimed happily, suckling on it for a bit. I lead you back to your couch 
to sit down and rest and watch TV, before returning to the kitchen and 
reading the directions for your medicine.

"This is all a surprise to me, Will. I wasn't expecting to see you. Why did 
you come?", you asked. "Well, you're my friend and I was worried about you 
when I didn't hear back from you. I had some time off coming anyhow so..." 
"Aww, you're so kind.", you blushed. I blushed in response. I continued 
looking at the medicines' directions. Most said to take with food and had 
many different side effects listed. Most were the usual - nervousness, 
dizziness, may cause drowsiness.

"Your medicine says to take with food. What do you feel like eating?", I 
called out from the kitchen. "Oh, Will, you don't have to do that." 
"Nonsense! I want to see my lovely friend get well again and if I'm going to 
nurse you back to health, I'll need to know what you feel like eating.", I 
replied. "Well in that case, Dr. Will," you said giggling, "I'll just have 
some New England style clam chowder." "Good idea! Some warm soup will be 
perfect and they always say get plenty of fluids." I went about making the 
soup and came in to find you snuggled in soundly to your couch, having dozed 
off while watching TV. I woke you gently and smiled as I had the soup. I 
also had one of the pink and white pills the doctor prescribed as well as 
the bottle of syrup and a spoon. "Augh, do I have to take that?", you said 
pointing at the syrup. "Yes you do. Doctor's orders." I poured the amount on 
the label into a tablespoon and you gulped it down, expecting it to be 
bitter. "Say! That was pretty good! Almost tasted like banana.", you said 
smacking your lips. You then took your pill and we had some soup together 
watching TV as well as catching up on what had been going on the past 3 
weeks.

I left you sitting on the couch as I went to wash the dishes. "I'm sorry I'm 
not being much of a good hostess.", you said. "That's quite alright.", I 
smiled. After drying the dishes off, I walked back in and was still amazed 
that even though it was cooler in the room, your nightgown was still almost 
transparent. I took your temperature but it was normal. "What's wrong?", you 
asked. I told you and you looked down and blushed. "What is that made of?", 
I asked. "A sheer silk, but it shouldn't be that see-through." "Maybe it was 
washed wrong?" "No, I take good care of it." "Well, what could be causing 
it?" "The only other time it looked anything like this was..." "Was??", I 
asked. "When I grew... my breasts had swelled up big and pulled the material 
tightly."

I suggested we take your measurements just to be sure. I used your special 
120-inch tape and measured carefully.  When I told you the results your eyes 
bulged. "That can't be! That'd mean I grew an extra 10 inches in my 
breasts!"
They looked rather heavy and your nipples were very red. I rubbed them 
softly, bringing a moan from your lips and then a gasp as a liquid squirt 
from them. "Will! I'm making MILK!", you muttered through clenched teeth, 
grinding in pleasure. I squeezed more milk from them, making you coo and 
gyrate in the couch. It was then I noticed a wet spot on the couch coming 
from your crotch. The milking was sending intense pleasure waves through you 
and causing your pussy to spasm and get unbearably wet. The sight was 
arousing me very much and you noticed a bulge forming in my pants. You 
fumbled with my pants and zipper and soon had my hard throbbing cock out. 
You stroked it in time with your spasms and I decided to make the milking 
more pleasurable by nursing it out of you. Almost as if I was an oversized 
infant, I took your nipple into my mouth and suckled it. Your stroking of my 
cock stopped for a moment as I heard you take a sharp intake of air in a 
sudden gasp. I reached down and felt your pussy had clenched very tightly.

Not being able to take it any more, you laid me back on the couch and 
straddled me, guiding my cock into your wet pussy. Bending forward, you 
placed your tits and nipples at my mouth and I licked and suckled them as 
you rode up and down on me. With one deep suck, I was rewarded with a mouth 
full of your yummy milk and your pussy was rewarded with a wet spasm that 
gripped my cock tightly upon having the entire length of my cock in it. I 
couldn't hold back any longer and erupted my hot cum into you. You remained 
straddling me for a while and we noticed in the afterglow your milk had 
dried up. "Could it have been your medications that caused it? or the clam 
chowder?", I asked. You only blushed and winked, "Who knows.. but it seems 
my Dr. Will had his NURSE Helia and everyone came out feeling better."

END