Stripped of her clothes, Nikkala, appeared skinny as could be, tiny breasted, slim hipped... and very pretty of face. She wore her maple colored hair down just below her shoulders. She stood five and a half feet tall. As was sometimes the case with skinny girls, her mons pubis was overflowing with pubic hair, wild and untrimmed, the same color as the hair on her head. The nurse assisted her with climbing into the bed, readying her for what was about to take place.
The nurse motioned to the boy, Zac. "We're ready for you now," she said. "Go on." She then stepped back to allow him room to climb into the bed on his knees.
He nodded, as though to indicate he was ready to begin. The sight of his wife-to-be minus all her clothes, together with knowing what he was asked to do with her, without fail had produced a strong erection in him, The condom handed to him earlier by the nurse was now rolled into place.
The boy, Zac, hunched over the woman, Nikkala, at the same time attempting to direct his penis, rock hard, to where it needed to go. He had done this countless times previously. But here in the medical office it felt even more exciting. With a bit of guidance from his wife-to-be the boy proceeded to enter her, first with the head of his penis, then penetrating further until he became fully conjoined.
From a corner of the tiny room the nurse observed quietly as the boy, Zac, began to go at it with the woman, Nikkala. She was most amazed at the his look of "enthusiasm." After the first minute of copulation the nurse had concluded the boy's performance would definitely go all the way to his release. She had already witnessed more than enough "action" on the boy's part to qualify as sufficient proof. But she knew it would be a crime to order them, particularly the boy, to stop before he had fully consummated the act. So she continued to remain quietly observant, allowing Zac to go on until he had satisfied his need.
It was rather obvious that the boy finished. The frantic flailing of his hips of less than a minute ago had ceased. The non-verbal sounds that had accompanied his bursts of pleasure-pain had quieted down. Afterward, Zac clung to his wife-to-be, Nikkala, until his sanity returned. He climbed off of her and proceeded to remove the condom. The nurse instructed him to put his clothes back on. While the woman, Nikkala, was dressing the nurse called the boy aside, issuing him an emphatic thumbs-up. "I was very impressed with your... performance. Where do you get all that energy?"
"It's easy," Zac replied. "She tells me what she wants me to do." He shrugged his shoulders. "And I just do it. A couple months ago we did it six times in the same night!"
Nikkala turned abruptly to face her husband-to-be. "Zac! That was supposed to be our little secret." The boy wore a look of embarrassment.
Before they left, the nurse confirmed to the curious couple that she had witnessed sufficient proof and would now gladly sign off on their application form. She wished them good luck and a happy future together. Not that they needed another wish for good luck. The good luck part had occurred when the woman, Nikkala, and the boy, Zac, had somehow managed to find each other.
