Brian Carter was stunned again. Was this thing actually inserted by her? How did she do it?

Taking a deep breath and carefully looking at the little nurse, Brian Carter suddenly realized his thoughts had wandered.

From beginning to end, he hadn’t paid any attention to the little nurse before, but now that he was looking closely, he found that she was an exceptionally beautiful woman—far more attractive than Samantha Cooper.

Her figure wasn’t as astonishingly tall and slender as Jason Bennett, but she was about 1.68 meters, not shorter than Brian Carter. Her slim body was wrapped in a slightly loose nurse’s dress, which hid most of her shape, so it was hard to tell, but her delicate calves below the knees were covered in a thin layer of flesh-colored stockings, still looking sexy and alluring.

Pinned to the front of her chest was a delicate name badge with the name Emily Harris on it. Was that the little nurse’s name?

Her sweet and charming face was lightly made up. She didn’t have the kind of stunning, heart-stopping beauty of the woman with the vibrating egg he’d seen before, but her pretty face was just so pure and sweet, with poetic, picturesque features and lively eyes. The sweetness was enough to make one’s heart flutter and mind go blank.

When she smiled, two adorable dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, adding the finishing touch to her pretty face and making her even more attractive, even more likely to make someone’s heart race.

At least for Brian Carter, the more he looked, the more flustered he became, as if his heart had been fiercely struck, making his breathing a little unnatural.

Was it really this little nurse who had inserted it for him? Earlier, he’d felt a bit uncomfortable about Samantha Cooper’s arrival, but now, thinking about this strange question, he was left speechless.

He just stared at her blankly, and his mind conjured up an image not suitable for children, making him suddenly feel a bit restless.

Speaking of which, it had to be said that Brian Carter used to be a very innocent “man.” During his junior and senior high school years, because he came from a single-parent family, he was actually quite self-conscious. He liked to play, but usually played by himself. In class, he was either sleeping or reading extracurricular books, rarely interacting with others. Back then, he’d had two secret crushes—once in tenth grade, once in twelfth. But they were just crushes; even saying a word to the girl would make him nervous for half a day, let alone confessing—he didn’t have the courage.

Those wonderful high school years passed by in a blur. In his first year of college, Little Brian became obsessed with online games, spending a whole year deeply immersed. But it was through gaming that he could let go of his inhibitions—no one could see him or know what he looked like in real life, so he could chat freely. No matter how introverted you were, with the barrier of the internet, you’d have enough courage.

At first, he only typed, but eventually, he started voice chatting with familiar gamers. The more he chatted and played, and with encouragement from some friends, his introverted personality gradually changed, even in real life.

Although he was still far from being sunny and outgoing, he was much better than before.

He even found the courage to pursue Samantha Cooper after falling in love at first sight. But even after they got together, the most he ever did was hold her hand—nothing more.

It wasn’t that Brian Carter didn’t want to. In his early twenties, a young man is at his most restless. He’d fantasized more than once about things not suitable for children and had even hinted at it, but was always flatly rejected. Because he cared so much, treasured that hard-won girlfriend, he could only suppress his impulses. To this day, all he’d ever done was hold Samantha Cooper’s hand; everything else remained a fantasy.

But how did he end up, after just one coma, with such a sweet and beautiful little nurse helping him insert a tube? And she was far more beautiful than Samantha Cooper.

Just thinking about that scene made Brian Carter feel restless again.

While he was still in a daze, the little nurse suddenly giggled, but quickly pretended not to care and said, “Lie down first, flat on your back.”

Brian Carter opened his mouth, staring blankly at the little nurse’s chest. He didn’t know if he was mesmerized by her chest or just looking at the name badge. After a while, he finally lay down silently.

Emily Harris then took out a syringe, lifted his clothes, and helped release the air from the balloon inside Brian Carter’s body.

A urinary catheter isn’t complicated. There’s a balloon stuck in the bladder, and the tube inserted into the urethra is held in place by inflating the balloon. When it’s time to remove it, you just deflate the balloon in the bladder, and the other balloon in the urethra will also collapse, so it can be easily pulled out. But this kind of operation has to be done by someone else; the patient can’t do it themselves.

After deflating the balloon, Emily Harris suddenly reached out and completely pulled down Brian Carter’s pants. But as soon as she did, the little nurse immediately turned her head away and spat softly. That thing seemed a lot more limp than usual.

The next moment, through a thin layer of plastic gloves, Emily Harris still gently used two fingers to carefully hold and straighten a certain part, not daring to grip it firmly, but needing to steady it. That pretense of skill, with her fingers trembling, made Brian Carter’s heart pound uncontrollably again.

Such a sweet and pure beauty was really holding his thing with her hand?

Even with just a thin layer of plastic in between, the sensation was enough to make Brian Carter react intensely without even realizing it.

In his early twenties, with a body that had never been released, he really couldn’t handle any kind of stimulation!!