The Chair 4

By abbacor

 

This story is based on a trilogy that I found decades ago which was written by a Catherine A. It was quite simply titled, The Chair 1, 2, & 3.

This is my take on that concept.

 

Chapter One

 

Andrew was sure he had finally done it, this time. All of those false starts, dead-end alley’s, and years of research. Consulting of pretty much any kind of mystic charts, astrological signs, and omens and portends from the past to the future. Uncounted lost finances from consultations with hucksters, shysters, con-men and women, psychics, and diviners. Prayers, supposed deals with every type of devil and demon, and plain, simple, blood sweat and tears. It just had to be his turn and tomorrow he would find out if it had all been worth it.

It Was Just Supposed to be Routine

 

It was just supposed to be a routine dual procedure. Two simple operations that are done ten or twenty times a day. Maybe not together, but still. But then, there was the accident at the stop light, followed by a screw up or two during that double op surgery. And after all that, there was the other problem.

But I’m getting ahead of things, let me back up and start from the beginning ...

 

 

I Was A Scoliosis Cast Model: A Price Of A Wish Story

 

I Was A Scoliosis Cast Model

A Price Of A Wish Story

 

 

 

I needed extra credit to keep my grade point average up to the level my parents expected. There were a couple of subjects that I do not do so well on, but I only needed to take as a basic course requirement for collage. As far as I was concerned I would never need them once I got out into the ‘real world’.

 

Thankfully the school I was attending at the time did not care where the points came from, or if they were in any way related to your major or not. In that way I had been volunteering each year with a professor who was teaching a course I never studied under. He needed a model to use and I fit the requirements he was looking for.

 

Punishment

 This one might trigger some peoples queasiness about including children. It does describe what can be considered as child abuse with how the main character is treated.

It's something that has been floating around in my head for a while now and I decided to get it out and published all the same. If you don't like that kind of thing feel free to skip it.

Punishment

Elizabeth comes running down the stairs out the back door of the orphanage and jumps from the sixth step up down to the ground below. Unfortunately she didn’t see the stick on the ground. Her left foot lands on it and the stick rolls out from under her making her ankle twist unnaturally. She falls to the ground with her leg bent up underneath her butt and gets the breath knocked out of her for a second. When Elizabeth tries to stand up a sharp pain shoots up her leg and she falls back down grabbing at her left foot.

“Owww!”

Power Of Suggestion

Power Of Suggestion

a Price Of A Wish story

by Abbacor

Day 0: Trouble Imagined

My phone rang while I was talking to Charlie so I answered.

“Hey, this is Len talkin’ atcha, who’s calling?”

“Lynn, you never do look at your caller ID you bum!”

“Jamie! Hi! What’s up? How ya doin’?”

“I’m good and not so good at the same time. I’m in the hospital.”

“Oh no, what happened?”

“I tripped and fell. I’m mostly okay though.”

“Well, that’s mostly good then? What happened? Why are you calling from the hospital?”

The Fundraiser Cast

The Fundraiser Cast

By Abbacor

“Hey doc, your favorite local charity is doing sponsored fundraisers and they have asked us to do an event here at the hospital.”

“That’s great! Did you agree?” 

“Of course we did.”

“Good. What type of event do they want us to do?”

“They want it to be one that is themed to the location, so since we are a hospital they wanted us to do some type of patient related event. We talked and came up with putting one of our doctors in a cast for the event and they liked it.”

“Sounds like fun. Who will be the patient?”

“Since it’s your favorite charity we kinda volunteered you. Hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. I’d be happy to do it.”

“We figured you would be ok. So you need to sign a couple of forms here. They say you are volunteering as a subject for the fundraiser and basically are willing to do what is asked within reason to comply with and complete the even to the end.”

Hotel Transylvania

Hotel Transylvania – Alternate Version

or

How To Fracture A Fairy Tale

by Abbacor

In this version Murray the Mummy is late and has not arrived yet. We start the show with Jonathan having just arrived and is entering the hotel. Count Dracula is coming down the stairs having consoled his daughter Mavis and watches a new guest squeeze through the revolving doors. Once the person is revealed in the light he sees that it is not a monster as the shadowy profile might have indicated.

“A human.”

In an instant Dracula crosses the long lobby and the speed of his travel has them both spinning around in the revolving door as he questions the human.

“Who are you? And how did you find this place?”

“I’m Jonathan. I was just mountain climbing with some dudes and I heard this story about a spooky forest. And who’s not going to go into a spooky forest, right?

“So then I see these goofy-looking dudes on fire and I just kind of followed them to this, like, amazing castle.”

The Mummys Curse

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The Mummy’s Curse

by Abbacor

“And here’s another passage.

“Just need to update my little map.

“There, one more way around the traps. I’ll be able to lead my group through this in record time when they finally open up for business. Heheheh.”

Tucking a pencil back into the fanny pack the young man moves on down the passage he just found. Coming out the other end he checks his map and nods.

“Good. This one goes right around what looks like another set of traps or three and comes out pretty close to what I think is going to be the treasure room.”

Making a new mark on the map he turns and takes the short walk down the hall and enters what he has marked on his map as ‘treasure room’.

“I wonder what kind of gaudy baubles and trinkets they’ll try to fill this room up with. And what they are going to make up as the main prize. No matter ...”

Suddenly the flashlight he is using flickers off and on several times then goes out completely.

“No, it will not matter, not for you at least,” a deep and grinding voice utters from the blackness around him.

Prom Queen

Prom Queen

by Abbacor

‘Super-Villains’ and ‘Super-Heroes’ are a new occurrence in the world. Nations and people in general are, as a whole, still unsure how to react to them. One little town in the mid-west United States is finding out in a very personal way tonight how villains can behave.

Tonight is the high schools big senior prom dance held the second month of the school year. The entire student body consists of only five hundred students for all four grades with about 31 teachers and 13 administrative staff. The Senior class is comprised of around eighty-five students.

A Lesson Gone Wrong

A Lesson Gone Wrong

A Sequel To Just A Prank

By Abbacor

           

Wed. Aug 30^th 9:45am

* I can’t remember how long I’ve been here, or just where ‘here’ is even. I do remember my name – Patricia Jackson. I mostly remember what and who got me into my current predicament. It was a job I had as a Volunteer Patient and two grade school friends who decided to play another prank on me that went horribly wrong. *

Forced To Wear A Cast - Julies View

 Authors Note: This is a retelling of the second half of Force To Wear A Cast from the other characters point of view, Julie. If you have not read Rebecca's story yet you should do so over at https://abbacor.blogspot.com/2019/04/forced-to-wear-cast.html

Forced To Wear A Cast

Forced To Wear A Cast

a Price of a Wish tale

by Abbacor

The original pic by Briwri01 can be found at 

https://www.deviantart.com/briwri01/art/Checkup-8-789327700

“Is this going to work? We’re not really going to break anything are we?”

“No, not if I’m careful. Look, I’ve got foam padding tied around the head on the hammer. As long as I don’t hit too hard then it should just make some painful bruises that will really hurt for two or three days. Just long enough for her to believe there are real broken bones under the cast once we get it on. By the time the pain goes away she’ll be stuck in the cast for the full duration.”

Spitted and Cooked

Spitted and Cooked

by Abbacor

            It’s been six months since our friend Kevin ‘roasted’ his wife Woody on a spit. She wasn’t really cooked alive. Woody had been tied to the spit and the fire was low enough and off to one side a bit so Woody was actually never really harmed. Still, I nearly had an orgasm while it looked like Woody was slowly turning over the fire, and Bobby noticed.

These Hinges Are For You

These Hinges Are For You

a POAW story by Abbacor

Recreational casts tend to fall into two categories.

They can be authentic to the medical use for actual injuries, and if worn for more than a few hours or a weekend will usually follow the normal time frames indicated by the ‘injury’ being presented.

Or, a recreational cast can be used to fulfill a fantasy wish or dream. In these cases they may or may not originate from a ‘normal’ medical situation, but will usually evolve into something that would be considered abnormal in the medical profession. These casts also tend to break the standard time frames of medically necessary casts as well.

This is the story of one such fantasy cast that went a bit farther than normal and got caught up in a world where a man’s wish gave a sort of life to casts that could respond to either medical necessity or fantasy wishes.

Waking Up In A Halo

What would it be like to wake up one day to find that you can’t move your head, and the last thing you remember is going to bed with no problems? With my recent, and very real, experiences I think I can give you a pretty good idea of what it would be like.

Waking Up In A Halo

The Day After

The Day After

a Price of a Wish story

by Abbacor

* It is the day after James has been brought to a hospital in central USA. He lies in a private room completely encased in a head to toe glow-in-the-dark cast that only has opening just big enough for medical tubes and wires to pass through, nothing else is exposed. Doctors are at a loss as to what to do and how to handle their patient while reports of the effect of James’ wish begin to crop up from further and further away from where he lay.

In London, England a young woman is about to embark on an adventure that will impact her very life in an unexpected and unfortunate way. Her choice of materials will manage to fulfill the necessary criteria to fall under the now spreading effect that is occurring with any cast that is applied. While the wave of affected people would not reach her part of the world for another four to five days, her own desires and dreams are just as strong as those James holds. Because of this her own creation will ‘come to life’ much earlier than others in her region and she will become the very first non-medical recipient of James’ wish in the world. But due to the differences and timing of her situation her story was lost in the hysteria that quickly erupted. *

Industrial Espionage

Industrial Espionage

By Abbacor

Diane smiled as she left the building for the day. She had gotten the position as an executive assistant only two weeks ago, and already had the access codes she needed plus a security access card that should let her into the areas she needed. Diane had expected it to take about a month to get the access to the labs, which was her real goal of applying to work for Medical Bio-Regenetics Research, Inc., but the security procedures had been so lax she was wondering if this company was going to give her the pay-off she wanted.

The Holiday Parade

The Holiday Parade

by Abbacor

Wednesday, Oct. 12^th 2pm – boardroom in Children’s Medical Center

Mr. Frederick Hastings gently knocks on the table to get everyone’s attention.

“Ok people, it’s time to start working on the annual parade again. I’ve gathered the eight of us here to get the ball rolling. Hellen, I’m afraid that we’ve gotten started a couple months later than normal which is going to make your job as the new parade organizer a bit difficult; but if your credentials that you presented us with are correct then you should be able to work it out successfully.”

“Yes Mr. Hastings, it will be a challenge with so little time, but I am confidant that I can get the job done for you.”

“Excellent. I’m always pleased to see a new employee rise to a challenge.” He has a smile on his face as he says this, but the smile does not extend to his eyes. 

Don't Get Kicked By The Goat - Alternate Ending

If you have not read the first part of this story yet, please go back and read it here :

http://abbacor.blogspot.com/2015/07/dont-get-kicked-by-goat.html

This is the ending I originally wrote. This is the story that came to me and how it ended, but it was not what I wanted it to end with. I wanted it to have a more positive ending so I wrote a different one. The thing is, what is written below IS the original ending and I cannot just delete it. I made a few alterations to that ending and this one so that they would fit together as a continuous whole, but it is a good bit bleaker. If you choose to continue reading you will come to a much darker ending over all.

Again, it is your choice.

Don't Get Kicked By The Goat

“What d’ya want ta do today?”

Steven looked over at his friend Allan, “I don’ know”.

“We could al’ays go visit Bessie,” John suggested.

“Naw,” said Ted. “I don’ feel like cow-tippin’. Beside, you gotta do that at night so old man MacGreggor don’ catch ya, an’ it’s still ten in the mornin’.”

It was late summer, school was just a few weeks away from starting back up, and the four friends were sitting on Allan’s front porch.

         

“Look who’s comin’ up the lane.”

         

“Hey guys,” called out a girls’ voice, and a moment later Amanda flopped down on the steps.