The Coma Girl Brain Transplant

She seemed to earn a lot of money and was quite ostentatious for someone on a nurses' salary. I ended up having to sell some her diamond rings just to keep the rent paid and I was shocked at how much they were valued at. She'd must have had a sugar daddy, or a number of them, by the way she spent money. My guess was that it was The Doctor but there was no point in confronting her about it now.

I went back to the hospital Thursday night and waited in Julia's room, making sure I was smelling good for my date. And I bought flowers to my girlfriend, by way of an apology for landing her in this unfortunate predicament... and for shagging her lover over her braindead corpse.

Dr Finch was later than last time so I played a game on my phone to distract myself from the boredom of the ICU. Julia had never exactly been what you'd call 'the life and soul of the party' but this was beyond a joke. After an inane couple of hours' sitting around in silence, curiosity got the better of me and I decided to take a peak under the blankets to see if she still had the hot body so in demand by so many lovers. She sure did, and having no marks or scars anywhere on her body you would be hard-pressed to guess what her ailment was. Also, someone had taken the trouble to keep her body hair-free. I suspected that The Doctor had something to do with this exceptionally high level of care. I tucked her back in and pondered that it would be a lucky brain that got put into this body!

The Doctor eventually arrived at the room. He pinched me on the bottom and kissed me on the mouth. His breath stank of some sort of fish pie this time. I was just glad that he did not pass comment on mine. He seemed a little more rushed than last time and skipped the pleasantries of foreplay altogether, hoisting the hem of my nurses' uniform and pulling down my tights and knickers. He whipped out his hard but dry cock and put it in me with some considerable difficulty and discomfort. Once inside me, he shagged fast and aggressively as if I had done something to upset him. He came inside me with a loud grunt and I felt weirdly glad to have been of service, as if I was picking up where my girlfriend had left off.