237 A Day at Dr. Grimm's Office Part 1

THE HYPERSENSITIVE PRINCESS

The nursemaid rolled her eyes. "Princess Sensitivo's here, Doctor. I've already heard how uncomfortable our waiting room is; how the fire needed another log. This and that. She's no better."

"I felt everything!" the princess shouted, entering the exam room. Twenty mattresses and I still felt it! Like a thorn in my side, pebble in my ballet shoe, like a wart on...forget that. I've no warts, of course."

"It's just a pea," her doctor advised.

"Without fibromyalgia," one of her two handmaidens whispered, "you just don't get it."

"Oh, fibromyalgia my ass," whispered the other handmaiden back.

"Why should I feel a pea?" the princess demanded. "What's next? A muon?"

"You have allodynia, where stimuli that aren't normally uncomforable—instead—become noxious to..."

"People like me, right?" she continued angrily. "Didn't you really mean people like me?"

"Oh, boy," fretted the second handmaiden.

"Here it comes," agreed the first.

"Well," explained the doctor, "noxious to princesses like you."

"Why is royalty relevant to this, um, alligatiness?"

"Allodynia."

"Whatever!"

"Your Highness, your blue blood has more pro-inflammatory cyano-cytokines than in commoners. That's what makes it blue. So, when you're thirsty, someone better fetch you something to drink—immediately, or you pitch a fit. Or if you're hot...or cold...well, we all know how your wedding night went."

"Yea," muttered the nurse, "he was too hot and she was too cold."

"Spoiled rotten, if you ask me," whispered the first handmaiden.

"Yes," the second whispered back, "every little thing that's the slightest bit troublesome in her perfect little princess life, she pitches a shit-fit."

"Ain't that the truth!"

"I heard that, you miserable wenches!"

"Blue blood must give her better circulation to her ears," the second one continued.

"And her ass," the first one tried to whisper but ended up laughing it out.

"What!"

"Yes," agreed the doctor. "Your ass is quite royally expansive, so you have more nerve endings. Even a single pea, even under 20 mattresses, doesn't stand a chance going unnoticed."

"So," the princess said, "Lose weight in my ass?"

"It's a biphasic curve. At some point you need to get it really big so you won't feel that pea."

"Not for years," the nurse agreed.

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AUTHOR'S NOTES:

For Saturday, August 24, Day 237 of the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge

366 WORDS (without A/N)

Accompaniment photos were AI-generated but the sensitivos walk among us.

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THIS CHALLENGE MARCHES ON, 366 MATTRESSES AT A TIME...

There are currently three surviving prolific, royal, allodynic, hypersensitive Vocal mattress-mounters still atop their Posturepedic game in the 2024 Story-a-Day Challenge:

• L.C. Schäfer, (REM officiant)

• Rachel Deeming (memory foam)

• Gerard DiLeo (individually pressure-pointed)

Read them. Support them. Read them at night as bedtime stories!