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My Pretty Feet Store - School Nurse POV Tickling Handjob
« on: April 02, 2026, 07:52:54 PM »

My Pretty Feet Store - School Nurse POV Tickling Handjob

The School Nurse's Ticklish Touch



A Giantess Fetish Story



Stepping into the school clinic, you can't help but notice the towering figure before you. The school nurse stands tall, her long fingers curling around the edge of the counter. She's wearing her signature white uniform, the crisp fabric stretching taut across her ample chest. Her feet are clad in white sneakers—you've always found them impossibly pretty.

"Ah, you again," she says with a smile, noticing your arrival. "You're always coming into the clinic for ouchies." She chuckles softly and crosses her arms over her chest, leaning against the counter.

You feel your heart racing as you approach her. You've always been fascinated by her—the way she looks down upon you with such care and concern, the way her long nails brush against your skin as she tends to your wounds.

"I, um... I was hoping you could help me again?" you stammer out, your voice barely above a whisper.

She arches an eyebrow, studying you intently. "What seems to be the trouble this time?" she asks, her voice as soothing as a warm blanket on a cold night.

You clear your throat and try to gather your courage. "Well, it's not really physical," you confess. "It's more... emotional."

She nods slowly, her expression turning thoughtful. "And how can I help you with that?" she asks, taking a step closer to you.

Before you know it, she's standing over you, her giantess frame casting a shadow across the room. You feel your stomach flip-flop with anticipation. You've always wanted to be closer to her—to feel her warmth, her breath on your skin.

"I... I just wanted to tell you that I think you're amazing," you blurt out, looking up at her with wide eyes. "I love the way you tickle me, the way your nails brush against my skin."

She blushes slightly, her cheeks reddening under your gaze. "I'm glad you appreciate my work," she says softly.

Without warning, she reaches down and grabs your hand, pulling you closer to her. You can feel her breath on your skin as she leans over you, her towering frame blocking out the sun.

"You always come into the clinic with ouchies," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "But this time, it's not your ouchies that need attention."

Her fingers dance across your chest, tickling your ribs, your belly. You let out a laugh, unable to contain yourself. Then, she trails her nails up your side, tickling your armpit, teasing your hairline. You squirm under her touch, moaning softly.

Suddenly, she stops. She steps back, her eyes fixed on yours. You can see the desire burning in her gaze. "Your balls are full," she says, her voice barely above a whisper.

You feel a surge of desire course through your veins. You nod, unable to speak.

She smiles, a wicked smile that sends shivers down your spine. Then, she's on her knees in front of you, her lips curling around your tip. She takes you deep into her mouth, her tongue swirling around you in a dance of pleasure.

As she works her magic, she reaches down and cups your balls, massaging them gently. You moan loudly, unable to contain yourself. Then, she starts jerking you off, her other hand pressing against your chest, holding you down.

You feel the world spinning, the room growing darker. The only thing you can focus on is her warm mouth, her skilled hands. And then, just as suddenly as it began, it's over. She pulls away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"There you go," she says softly, standing up and stepping back. "Feeling better now?"

You nod, your vision blurred with pleasure and exhaustion. "Yeah," you manage to croak out. "Thanks, nurse."

She smiles, a small, satisfied smile that makes your heart skip a beat. "You're welcome," she says, turning to walk away.

As you watch her go, you can't help but feel grateful. She may be your school nurse, but in that moment, she was so much more. She was your giantess, your tickling goddess, your savior. And you would do anything to feel her touch again.
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