I opened up my eyes and looked under the covers. I was clothed. That was a big change. It's a big shock how different today was from every day of the past year of my life.
Two years ago, I had just graduated from law school. I had broken up with my girlfriend and decided I needed some alone time. On a whim, craving a unique vacation, I decided to explore off the beaten path and make a road trip through random states no one thinks of before I would start working. Everyone thought I was crazy for exploring such a boring part of America, so I ended up packing my car and making the trip alone. So off I went, happy with a bit of alone time before I began my career.
The first part of the trip was uneventful, but then as I crossed state lines I soon got lost. It was dark and I was squinting to see when suddenly, I saw lights. What happened afterwards, I still cannot can't you.
When I opened my eyes, it looked like I was either in a very spartan hospital or some kind of science lab. I looked down and noticed that I was buckled to the bed. I also was naked. And very hard and erect. Looking around, I only saw lots of computer screens with notes and vitals.
"Ah John, it's good that you're awake."
I turned my head and in through the door walked three confident-looking women. They were all dressed professionally, wearing well-fitted pencil skirts, heels, and lab coats. Two of them were furiously taking notes on tablets while the one in the middle, obviously in charge, walked right up to me and placed her hand on my stomach.
"How do you feel, John?" she asked.
"I... how... where..." I stammered.
I was incredibly nervous. First, because I was naked and hard in front of a group of three women. And now, I was realizing, three incredibly attractive women. All were tall and slender, but clearly fit with curves in all the right places. They all had perfect skin, and flowing hair, and as I continued to look at them, were wearing blouses with deep cleavage under their lab coats. I was speechless and the woman in charge clearly picked up on that.
"You're probably wondering where you are, how you get here, and where are your clothes. All very good questions that I will answer in due time. But first, it's nice to meet you. My name is Dr. Ramona Baxter. But you can call me Mistress Doctor.
"Uh... ok, good to meet you, Mistress Doctor," I said, even more confused than before. Was she really asking me to call her Mistress Doctor?
"Oh what fantastic manners you have, John." Mistress Doctor cooed.
I looked down at the straps and back up at Mistress Doctor. "Well my manners would have me shake your hand but I'm a bit tied up he-" I choked.
I looked down and Mistress Doctor had grabbed my throbbing cock. She was shaking it just like a handshake!
"Oh you do have such great manners!" beamed Mistress Doctor. "Madame Beckett and Madame Hobart, please put down your tablets and meet our treasured guest!"
The other two women put down their tablets, walked up to me, and gave my penis the same grab and shake. As I looked at both of them, I could tell that they were both younger than Mistress Doctor. However, both were equally stunning in their own way. I noticed now that Mistress Doctor was your typical looking forty-something MILF with blond hair with a few streaks of gray. Madame Beckett on the other hand, was an athletic redhead while it looked like Madame Hobart was Asian and more petite. As I finished that thought Madame Hobart also began to stroke my balls and I grunted as I felt so close to cumming, but then she quickly let go and gave me a sly smile and wink.
"So... could you tell me what's going on?" I asked as I squirmed under the straps.
"Yes, I do suppose you are owed an explanation," laughed Mistress Doctor. "So tell me first, what do you remember?"
"I remember driving and then suddenly seeing headlights as I realized I was lost," I replied. "That's it."
"That isn't much," tutted Mistress Doctor. "It seems we have a lot of explaining to do then. Well, what happened is that you had crossed over lanes and were driving into incoming traffic. Madame Beckett here actually was driving the opposite way. She had to swerve her car and you recovered in time to turn quickly back into your lane. Unfortunately, your car then skidded out and flipped over a bridge and into the fast waters of the Themyscira River. Madame Beckett acted quickly but your car was sinking fast. She managed to pull you out of the water while you were unconscious, but that was the only thing she was able to save. Thank goodness she is a varsity swimmer or else perhaps the current would have swept you away too. She then quickly brought you to my facility to receive medical treatment. You really should be thanking Madame Beckett, she saved your life. Go on, thank her now like a good boy."
I turned my head to Madame Beckett. "Thank you for saving my life, Madame Beckett."
"Oh it was my pleasure to save someone as handsome as you," she beamed. "It was the right thing to do."
To my surprise, she leaned over to kiss me to my shock and grabbed my balls once again. When she let go, I realized how badly I had to cum and desperately wanted relief. However, that didn't seem like the right thing to share given the circumstances.
"So that explains what happened... but um, why am I like this and can you let me go?" I asked hesitantly.
"John, even though Madame Beckett saved you, you were still going to die," continued Mistress Doctor. You had multiple broken bones and I diagnosed internal bleeding. We were also incredibly far from a major hospital so I had to do something that was really risky, but it looks like it worked. We gave you the first non-clinical sample of FMDM-1."
"Which is..." I started.
"An absolute game-changer for the pharmaceutical industry. To put it simply, a miracle drug. The concept of a healing factor from comics and movies? You know, like how Wolverine and Deadpool can heal? One shot of FMDM-1 allows you to heal like that for one week."
"But... I still don't understand why I am naked?"
"The procedure causes the body to perspire and heat up to high levels. Our clinical tests have shown it is unsanitary and actually unsafe to be wearing clothes while you recover under FMDM-1. So we had to cut off your clothing to complete the procedure. And in case you are wondering about why you are strapped to the bed, thrashing under the medication is common too. You just woke up after 7 days and you are completely healed."
