The Hoshizora Senior Care Center was famous for its top-class medical services, spotless hallways, and angelic nurses in tight little uniforms. But Ami Tachibana, a freshly-graduated 23-year-old with big dreams and even bigger tits, had no clue what kind of hellhole she was stepping into.
Her skirt barely covered her thighs. Her white stockings hugged her legs like a second skin. The nurse uniform clung to her chest like it was painted on — not her fault. She was just naturally stacked. Double-Ds on a skinny waist? A pervert's dream walking on heels.
She adjusted her clipboard, nervously glancing around the silent hallway. "Why's it so quiet?" she whispered.
"Because everyone's watching your ass jiggle," came a raspy chuckle behind her.
Ami jumped.
Seated in a wheelchair, smirking like a dirty demon, was a silver-haired old man with thin glasses, wrinkled fingers, and a dangerously sharp tongue. His hospital gown was wide open down the chest, exposing a hairy, masculine torso for someone his age.
"D-Doctor Kenzo?" she blinked, recognizing him from orientation photos.
"Yup. That's me," he licked his lips. "Your first patient... or first victim?"
Ami flushed red. "S-Sorry! I didn't mean to—"
"Oh, relax. I like 'em nervous. You smell like cherry shampoo and virgin pussy fear." He sniffed the air dramatically. "Damn, that scent could raise the dead."
She couldn't tell if he was joking.
"Oh, and don't call me doctor," he grinned. "Just Kenzo. Or if you're feelin' frisky, Daddy works too."
She nearly dropped the clipboard. "T-That's inappropriate!"
"So is walking around in a slutty little uniform with your fat milk jugs bouncing in my face," he replied without blinking. "What, you think I'm blind and senile?"
Ami's jaw dropped. "Wha—I'm not—!"
Kenzo leaned forward, groaning. "Ah, my back. Hurts so bad. I might need some... special massage, nurse-chan. Wanna be a good girl and lend those soft hands of yours?"
"N-No! I mean, yes! I-I'll help, but—!"
"Then come closer," he grinned. "Or do you want to fail your probation on day one?"
She froze. This wasn't in any nursing manual.
Still trembling, she walked over, heart pounding, chest heaving under her tight uniform. Kenzo's eyes zeroed in on her cleavage like a sniper. Her tits bounced slightly with every step — pure hentai physics.
"Lower," he said.
She knelt beside the wheelchair.
"Good girl," he whispered. "Now pull the blanket back."
"W-What?"
"My hip's swollen. You gonna inspect it or just sit there lookin' cute?"
Ami hesitated… then pulled the thin blanket down—
—and her eyes widened.
He wasn't wearing any underwear.
And his cock was already fucking hard.
Thick, veiny, long for a man his age… and twitching slightly like it sensed prey nearby. A drop of precum glistened on the head like dew on forbidden fruit.
"W-Wha—!! Why—?! You're hard!!"
"No shit, Sherlock," he grinned. "That happens when a busty nurse squats between my legs like a hentai heroine."
"I-I-I'm gonna report this—!"
"Go ahead," he said casually. "You think they'll believe the new nurse or the man who donated half the wing?"
Her face paled.
"Besides," he leaned closer, voice dark and smooth, "your thighs are wet."
Her eyes widened. She looked down.
Fuck. Her stockings really were sticking to her skin.
"I—I'm just nervous—!"
"No, nurse-chan," Kenzo whispered, voice like poison and honey. "You're horny. You walked into a lion's den and got curious about the old beast's cock. That's okay. Curiosity's natural."
She trembled. Her brain screamed no. Her body twitched yes.
Then…
"Just one stroke," he said, voice low. "Touch it once, and I'll let you walk."
She stared.
Heart pounding.
Pussy damp.
Her hand rose like it belonged to someone else. She gripped his cock—warm, hard, heavy.
He groaned. "Fuuuck… there we go. Nice and soft. You got nurse hands, alright…"
She gasped. "It's… It's throbbing…"
"Yeah. It knows what it wants. Now pump it, slut."
Her fingers slowly stroked his length.
"Faster."
She obeyed.
"That's it. Look at you," he growled, breathing heavier. "On your knees, stroking your first old man cock like a good little bitch. You like being called names?"
"No!!"
"Liar. Your tits are shaking."
"I—! Nnnh!"
"Keep going. Don't stop now. Get that old man milk out."
Her hand moved faster, her face flushed like a tomato, lips parted.
"Grip the head. Yeah—just like that. You're a natural handjob whore, huh?"
"Shut up!!"
"You're squeezing tighter. That means yes~"
He groaned, balls tightening.
"Fuck—gonna cum—! Open your mouth, nurse bitch!"
"What—?! No way—!!"
He grabbed her head and aimed.
With a growl, he exploded—thick ropes of white old-man cum shot across her cheek, lips, and nose.
"Uuuuggghhh!! Fuuuck!! That's it!! Take your medicine, you slutty little nurse!!"
Ami gasped, frozen in place, drenched in sticky heat.
She stared down at her hand, glazed in semen.
"I—You—I didn't even do anything!!"
Kenzo leaned back, satisfied, cock twitching as it softened.
"Bullshit," he chuckled. "You passed your first trial."
"My what?!"
He smirked darkly.
"Welcome to Hoshizora's real seduction game."