Easter Dr.Laura

As Easter Celebration, I drew Dr.Laura in bunny suit, and while doing so, I came up with a new story idea. But, I couldn't finish it in time. So, here is Easter Special Dr.Laura illustration and the story.

"Easter Humiliation"

Written by Yamaguchi Shun
Language Checked by @Mabauterklamm

“What the hell did you do, Lena?” Laura growled, her eyes narrowing as she glared at her sister.

Lena casually propped her right leg on the coffee table, the black short leg walking cast resting heavily as she flexed her toes with a smirk.

“I took a little Easter holiday,” she said, wiggling her toes again, “and thought it’d be nice to spend some time with my dear sister. It’s been ages since we’ve had any quality time together.”

“I don’t care what you did for Easter,” Laura snapped, “but what the hell are you wearing?” she didn’t look amused.

Lena was wearing a skin-tight black bunny one-piece outfit, accented with a white vertical stripe down the front. Black stockings clung to her long and thick legs, leaving her casted right foot exposed. A pair of floppy black-and-white bunny ears bounced on her head as she tilted it playfully. Red, rimless glasses sat on her nose.

In stark contrast, Laura lay helplessly on the sofa. All four of her limbs were trapped in thick white long 90-degree bent casts. Cushions propped up her heavy legs and supported her casted arms resting across her torso. A stiff plastic neck brace kept her head immobile, forcing her to stare straight ahead.

“Come on, sis. It’s Easter! I just wanted to bring a little fun to my favorite sister.” Lena gave a fake cheer.

Laura’s eyes narrowed even further. “After you did all this to me?” she gestured weakly with her casted arm, motioning to the rest of her broken body.

“You don’t have any proof,” Lena replied coolly, flipping her long hair over her shoulder. “You’re just making things up again.”

“Oh really? Then explain how that bookshelf just happened to fall on me the exact second I stepped onto it?”

Lena paused, her fake smile faltering. She stood up slowly and walked toward the door.

“Oh, Laura. You’re alone. Polly’s not here anymore and Gemma can’t help you. That’s exactly why I came to show you that at least I still care about you. But, looks like you’re okay on your own.”

She turned, her curvy figure framed in the doorway, the ridiculous bunny tail bobbing as she moved.

Laura bit her lip, watching her sister leave.

“…Wait, Lena.”

Lena stopped, glancing over her shoulder.

Laura sighed. Her voice softened.

“I don’t know why you’re really here, dressed in that absurd costume. But… thanks for coming anyway.”

Her voice cracked slightly. As angry as she was, the truth was clear that Laura was lonely. And this blurred her mind, making that she could believe Lena.

Lena gave a small nod, her smirk returning just a little.

“You’re welcome, sis.”

Lena stepped toward Laura once more, as she instinctively adjusted her glasses, a subtle gesture betraying her unease.

“The truth is,” Lena began gently, “I came here to help you feel better. You don’t look comfortable at all in those awkwardly bent casts and that rigid neck brace. I don’t know who on earth thought that was the right way to treat you, but I believe I can make things a bit more comfortable… maybe even cozy.”

Laura frowned, her voice hesitant. “How? You don’t know a damn thing about medicine.”

Lena gave a small smirk. “True. But I have a very talented orthopedic specialist at the hospital. I promise you, she can help.”

“Really? Who are you talking about?” Laura asked, suspicion growing. “I didn’t hear anything about a new doctor joining my department.”

What Laura didn’t know was that the Orthopedics Ward was no longer under her supervision. During her absence, Lena had quietly handed full control over to Dr. Sapherlot. Laura had been deliberately kept in the dark.

“That’s not important right now,” Lena said smoothly, lowering herself to sit in front of Laura’s wheelchair.

“What matters is helping my sister feel better. So, will you let me help you?”

Laura wasn’t sure if she nodded or not. The neck brace was so stiff, she couldn’t feel her own movements.

The next thing she knew, she was no longer in her wheelchair. She was lying flat on a hospital bed, her casted limbs now tightly secured with thick medical straps. As her vision focused, Lena appeared beside her.

“Don’t be scared, sister,” she said softly. “It’ll all be over soon.”

A wave of drowsiness washed over Laura as anesthesia took hold, pulling her into unconsciousness.

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“Wait, what?!” Laura gasped, suddenly awake.

Her arms were still in the same bent casts, but her her legs were different. They were now encased in brand-new, rigid straight casts, extending from her thighs all the way to her toes. A solid bar connected the two casts at the ankles, holding her legs in strict alignment. Both legs were slightly elevated by cotton padding, and the connecting bar was tied down with a rope, eliminating nearly all movement below her waist. Only the smallest shift of her hips was possible.

Her hard plastic neck brace had been replaced with a softer one, allowing marginally more comfort but that was the least of her concerns.

She stared down at her body in disbelief. She was wearing a bunny costume, just like the one Lena had worn before. But this one was even flashier: sparkling green fabric with sleek black trim, hugging her tightly. A matching pair of bunny ears sat on her head, completing the absurd outfit.

She instinctively tried to reach up to remove the ears, but her arms, frozen in their bent position, couldn’t get anywhere near her head.

Her face twisted in anger.

“That damn Lena… I should’ve never trusted her!”

Lena, dressed elegantly in a pale lavender formal dress with a delicate silver sash at her waist, entered the room with a practiced smile on her face. Her heel and the walking cast clicked against the sterile floor as she walked in.

“Good morning, sister,” she said cheerfully, ignoring the glare Laura shot at her. “You’re invited to the hospital’s Easter celebration. Everyone’s so excited to see you.”

Laura clenched her jaw. “You mean you’re parading me around like a decoration.”

Lena tilted her head, feigning innocence. “Oh come on, don’t be so dramatic. You look adorable and festive.”

Without giving Laura a chance to protest, a pair of nurses entered behind Lena and gently but firmly began preparing her for transport. Laura struggled a little, but the cast bar between her legs and the restraints around her arms left her almost completely helpless. Her body was carefully lifted from the bed and transferred into a wide wheelchair.

Then, as if it were the final touch on some cruel joke, Lena placed an Easter egg onto Laura’s lap.

“You’ve got a role to play, my dear. The face of recovery and celebration!” Lena chimed, as she fixed one of

Laura’s bunny ears that had slipped to the side.

“You’re unbelievable,” Laura muttered through gritted teeth.

“And you’re beautiful,” Lena replied with a wink.

The door opened, and the nurses wheeled Laura out into the bright corridor, where hospital staff had gathered. Colorful banners reading “Happy Easter!” hung from the ceiling, and some flowers. Doctors, nurses, and even a few patients in wheelchairs or with IV poles applauded as Laura was pushed forward, confused claps meeting awkward glances.

Lena followed with pride, giving little waves like royalty.

“There she is!” Laura heard a whisper.

Laura wanted to scream. This wasn’t celebration, it was humiliation. Her green sequined bunny suit sparkled under the fluorescent lights, and the egg on her lap only made her feel more ridiculous. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as a group of interns began taking photos.

Lena leaned in, whispering from behind the wheelchair, “Come on! A little smile wouldn't kill you, Laura.”

“I swear, Lena,” Laura hissed under her breath, “when I get out of these casts…”

“Oh, sweetie,” Lena whispered, patting her shoulder. “You’re not getting out of them anytime soon.”

To be continued....

To be continued....