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CPR on Topless Woman In Bed Part 2

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CPR on Adult Woman in Bed Part 1

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Yes please doctor. Who's around to shock me haha

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Favorite vid of all time: Lilly Under Resus 🔥

I want to recreate this w someone!! 🫦

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A Breath of Fire: The Queen's Revival

The Red Keep was shrouded in stillness, the tension palpable as Illyria knelt over Daenerys Targaryen, the once-indomitable Mother of Dragons now lying motionless on the cold stone floor. The room was empty save for the flickering torchlight casting shadows that danced like specters on the walls. Illyria’s breath hitched as she took in the sight of Daenerys—her silver hair splayed around her like molten moonlight, her pale skin unnaturally still.

“She’s not breathing,” Illyria muttered, her voice barely audible in the oppressive silence. The faint rise and fall of the Queen’s chest had ceased, her pulse no longer palpable. Illyria’s heart pounded as panic threatened to consume her, but she pushed it aside. She was here to save the Queen, no matter the cost.

The young healer tore open Daenerys’s tunic, baring her chest. The soft glow of torchlight illuminated the delicate contours of her collarbone, the smooth curve of her ribs now frozen in a moment of eerie stillness. Illyria’s hands hovered for a moment, her resolve firming as she placed them over Daenerys’s sternum.

“I won’t let you go,” she whispered, her voice both a promise and a plea.

With her fingers interlaced, Illyria began compressions. The force jolted Daenerys’s limp body, her chest caving rhythmically beneath Illyria’s hands. “One, two, three…” she counted aloud, her voice steady despite the mounting dread. The room echoed with the sound of flesh meeting flesh, each press a desperate attempt to coax life back into the Queen.

Sweat dripped from Illyria’s brow as she worked, her muscles burning with the effort. She paused briefly, tilting Daenerys’s head back and pinching her nose shut before sealing her lips over the Queen’s. The warmth of her breath filled Daenerys’s lungs as she exhaled deeply, her chest rising slightly beneath her touch.

“Come back,” Illyria murmured, her lips lingering for a fraction too long before she pulled away. She resumed compressions, her movements fierce and unrelenting. “You are fire, you are life. Don’t let this be the end.”

Daenerys’s body rocked with each push, her silver hair spilling across the stone like a halo of light. Illyria’s hands pressed harder, her palms sliding slightly against the Queen’s skin, which was growing clammy beneath her touch. Her breath hitched again as she leaned down for another breath, her lips trembling as they met Daenerys’s once more.

The connection was intimate, electric, and for a fleeting moment, Illyria felt the faintest spark of warmth between them—an ember in the void. She exhaled again, her breath pouring into the Queen like a whisper of life.

Minutes stretched into eternity, the world outside the chamber forgotten. Illyria’s focus was singular: the woman beneath her, the lifeless chest she fought to revive, the rhythm of her hands and the heat of her breath against Daenerys’s skin. The Queen’s limp body responded only to the force of Illyria’s touch, her torso jerking faintly with each compression, her chest rising in shallow intervals as the healer poured her strength into the effort.

“Come on,” Illyria pleaded, her voice cracking as exhaustion threatened to overwhelm her. “You are the breaker of chains, the Mother of Dragons. Fight!”

Her hands moved with precision, her fingers brushing along the edges of Daenerys’s ribs as she adjusted her position for better leverage. The intimacy of the act was undeniable—the rawness of the moment, the closeness of their bodies, the urgency of her touch. Illyria’s breaths came faster, not from panic but from the unshakable determination that she would not let the Queen go.

And then, a flicker.

Daenerys’s body twitched faintly beneath her hands. Illyria froze, her heart leaping as the faintest gasp escaped the Queen’s lips. “Breathe,” Illyria urged, pressing her hands against Daenerys’s chest once more. “You’re not done yet.”

The next moment felt like magic. Daenerys’s eyes fluttered open, their violet depths dim but alive. Her chest heaved as she drew in a ragged breath, her lips parting as if tasting air for the first time.

“You’re back,” Illyria whispered, her voice trembling with relief and awe.

Daenerys’s gaze met hers, dazed but steady. “What… happened?” she rasped, her voice a faint echo of its usual strength.

“You fell,” Illyria said softly, her hand brushing a lock of silver hair from the Queen’s damp forehead. “But I brought you back.”

The room seemed to exhale with her, the weight of the moment lifting as Daenerys shifted weakly. “You saved me.”

Illyria nodded, a small smile breaking through her exhaustion. “It’s not your time, my Queen. You’re too strong to leave us now.”

Illyria stood shakily, her hands still trembling. “Rest now, my Queen. There is much fire in you yet.”

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Please I want this to be me

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Heart Break

Here is a new story that was commissioned by a follower. If you ever have any ideas as to what you would like to see my inbox is always open.

TW: Suicide, if you or anyone you know is in need of help please reach out to those that can help.

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Another beautiful day at the beach with a small crowd of beach goers. This beach would be filled shoulder to shoulder in a few weeks when all of the spring breakers arrived. For now it was maybe a couple dozen people relaxing. The lifeguards in the tower were also a bit more relaxed since their weren't meant to be many problems and no rowdy college students. That was until a surfer came running up to them. "Hey, I think there's something out there, kind of looks like a body." the surfer announced. One of the lifeguards grabbed his binoculars and scanned the water. Going back and forth he didn't see much, a few nice waves and a few people in the water. "Shit" he muttered under his breath as he came across what looked to be a person floating face down in the water. He ran out with his coworker as she drove a jet ski out toward where the person had been seen. As they got closer they could tell it was a young woman but something was off about the situation. The young woman appeared to be fully clothed. "I remember her." the female lifeguard announced. "She was sitting on the beach and I didn't think anything of it, I never saw her get in the water." They approached her floating body as they pulled her onto a board attached to the back of the jet ski. They flipped her over and she appeared to be in her early twenties at most with tight blue jeans, and a white t-shirt on that revealed a black bra underneath. Her lips were already turning blue and her complexion was ghostly white. "She might still have a chance, how long ago did you see her on the beach?" the male lifeguard asked. "I don't know maybe thirty minutes, I don't know" she responded as they sped toward the beach. The lifeguard pushed her long brown hair off of her face as he sealed his mouth of hers and began giving her rescue breaths. Each one caused a small amount of water to pour out mixed with some mucus and foam. As they made it to the beach they quickly grabbed her under her arms and dragged her inland. As they dragged her white adidas on her left foot to get covered in sand while her right foot was only covered by bright pink socks. Laying her down on the warm sand the male lifeguard quickly checked for a pulse by shoving his fingers into the side of her neck. "Nothing, get the defib." he announced as he centered his hands in-between her small b-cup breasts. With each violent compression more foam and water poured out of her mouth and her small body shook on the sand. She was maybe slightly over five foot with an attractive athletic build. One of the beachgoers nearby had already dialed 911 and the sirens could be heard in the distance. A crowd began to circle around her as they watched the lifeguards fight for her life. As the defibrillator arrived the two lifeguards continued to pound away at Amy's chest. They quickly snipped away her white shirt exposing her small breasts behind her black bra a single snip in the center of the bra caused it to fall to the sides as her breasts were exposed for everyone to see. Quickly they attached the leads of the heart monitor and awaited an initial rhythm. As they waited thoughts began to race through both of their heads. Why is a young fully clothed woman dead on their beach? How long was she out there? Her skin was cold to the touch and her lips were completely blue. "She's probably in hypothermia" he thought to himself. His thoughts were interrupted by a flatline on the monitor as the young girls heart sat silent in her chest. "Damn it, no shockable rhythm" he muttered under his breath.

He continued to beat violently on her chest as he felt her ribs pop under the immense pressure. After multiple rounds of CPR the monitor began to bounce around as it showed v-fib. Luckily this time there was a shockable rhythm as the paddles were charged. He took the paddles in his hand and spread a large amount of gel on them before placing them on her bare chest, pressing the shock button her lifeless body twitched on the ground before going still again. At this point the lifeguards switched positions as they continued their desperate fight. The beach goers watched in complete silence, a few of them began to pull out their phones and take pictures or record videos. The ultimate invasion of privacy as Amy lied lifeless on the sand totally exposed for the whole world to see. Again the monitor bounced around as they recharged the paddles and shocked the young woman the electricity coursed through her dying body as her chest flopped on the warm sand. Her cold dying body reacted more violently to this shock than it did the first one. Again there was no response as they continued CPR. "Where the hell is that ambulance?" the male lifeguard called out. "This is the East Point beach right?" one of the people in the crowd asked. "Fuck, no its the West." he responded madly. The person in the crowd fumbled for their phone as they called 911 to update the location. Amy had been under intense resuscitation for ten minutes while the ambulance and police were headed the opposite direction. Again and again her chest caved in rhythmically with each compression. Her entire body was under the will of her rescuers. Every once in a while they glanced at the monitor praying that it would show some sort of good news for the young girl. For eight minutes since updating the location no shocks were able to be given. Finally they got a chance as they charged the paddles and applied more gel. As he pressed the paddles into her chest her exposed body shook on the sand. Her arms flung out to the side aggressively before going still again. The monitors went flat once again as the medics finally arrived on scene.

"What do we got." one of the paramedics asked as he set down the defibrillator. "Early twenties female found unresponsive in the water. Being CPR for the last twenty minutes and delivered multiple shocks. Unknown downtime but she is cold to the touch." he replied. "Alright lets intubate and we will see what we can do." the paramedic responded. His partner took over at the head as he pried open her mouth and put the largynscope in. Next he carefully maneuvered the ET tube before securing it with a blue holder. Taking out his stethoscope he confirmed placement as he bare chest rose with each squeeze of the ambu bag. "I'm in." he said softly. At that point they resumed aggressive CPR as they started an IV to inject any drugs as well as fluids into the dying young woman. They also quickly snipped away her blue jeans to expose her down to just her one shoe and a white lace panties. Her bare chest glistened with droplets of water and the extra residue of gel from her previous defibrillation attempts, a blueish-purple mark was forming in-between her breasts from the force of compressions that she had received. As the compressions continued to pound in her chest her body rippled on the warm sand. Onlookers were in a state of silence as the grave reality started to wash over them, for the past fifteen minutes they had watched a young woman die in front of them as the lifeguards did all that they could to save her life. "v-fib on the monitor, charge paddles to 300 please" the paramedic said as the unit was charged. After signaling that it was charged the paddles were picked up and yet another heap of gel was spread across them. Pressing them into her chest the gel oozed from the sides, pressing the shock button her chest bounced off the sand before crashing back down again. Her breasts and abdomen jiggled with the impact of crashing back down. "No change charge to 360." the paramedic announced in a calm tone. The same procedure was followed as he pressed the cold paddles on her chest. Her nipples were erect from being exposed to the air and the currents of the defibrillator. Again her exposed body bounced around on the sand before going still again. "Asystole, resume CPR and push another round of epi" he announced as he took over bagging at her head. Her breasts shook around as her belly jiggled from each individual compression. For another three minutes the young woman remained in asystole before going into v-fib once again. The young woman was shocked four more times as her body shook around on the ground. For the next twenty minutes the young woman was put under intense resuscitation attempts as the fight for her life became futile. The paramedic shined a light into her eyes as they stared blankly back at him. "Fixed and dilated" taking out his stethoscope he order for compressions to stop as her moved it around her chest. "Her body is back to normal temp, she's been down for near an hour and has maxed out on epi, pupils are fixed and dilated. I'm gonna call it." he announced as the crew backed away. The paramedic called the hospital to get an official time of death from a physician. After acquiring it they began to remove the equipment from her bare body. As they packed everything up they noticed a note tucked into her bra. The note explained that she had recently lost the love of her life after she found him cheating on her and couldn't handle life anymore. The note left an eerie feeling as they wondered what could have been done to prevent this tragedy. The coroners office arrived shortly after to claim the young woman's body and the note allowed them to notify her family.