<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Health Center<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chizuru and then Adrianne<br/><hr/><br/>Dorothy gave Adrianne an encouraging nod as she expressed her need to leave, though the nurse could see it quite clearly, and took off not quite running.  The poor girl!  She'd done well, though the end was a bit rushed.  She knew why though, the strong willed med student was wrestling with her incredibly powerful futanari desires.  Dorothy couldn't be more impressed at her self-control!<br/><br/>But it was also good that she left just now.  She had to speak to Miss Shiranome privately about her immediate situation.  Dorothy turned and walked back to the examination room. She knocked on the door and opened it but only a crack.  She stepped to the side with her back to the door.  "Miss Shiranome, it's Nurse Ride.  I'm not coming in, so please go ahead and continue getting dressed."  She took a breath.  "While Adrianne was very thorough in your physical, due to your condition, I'd like to have you in here sooner than six months and more often.  I'm thinking just a check once a week and then we'll scale back."<br/><br/>Now the sensitive part.  "We also have to discuss another aspect of your health.  We have discovered that frequent ejaculation helps futanari both physically and mentally.  However, as sexual contact between staff and residents is forbidden and between residents is to be kept private, the Refuge has several sets of wonderful machines to help.  We call them extractors.  Every girl here uses them, as often as six times a day!"  She tugged her lab coat tighter around her.  "However they were not designed to be used by someone with your medical status.  We will make or customize one but that is going to take time.  Of course, as Adrianne said, masturbation is an alternative and we can supply material to assist."  Her professional hat was still on but this situation had it nearly flying off!  "But...I also know often masturbation leaves a futanari more frustrated and physically tense than simple arousal.  So."<br/><br/>She took a deep breath.  "The information for the Health Center will be in the packet I'm going to give you as you leave.  My card will also be there, as I have a work cell phone."  She paused.  "I will also write my personal number on the back of my card.  Until we have a custom extractor ready, if, if masturbation is not helping, then please text me."  She could be fired for this.  But poor Miss Shiranome's physical and mental well being was at risk because of the Refuge's oversight.  "I will not always be able to assist immediately, but I can meet you in your room or here in the Health Center and assist you directly."  Just her hands.  That would be enough, right?  "If you're not comfortable with this, simply don't contact me at my personal number, and let me know if other arrangements need to be made."<br/><br/>God.  This was the best thing she could think to do for her patient but it was against so many rules!  "I'll leave you alone now, Miss Shiranome.  When you're finished dressing, please head out to get your room assignment.  The information I mentioned will be with your suitcase."<br/><br/>Dorothy then closed the door.  She assembled everything she'd discussed, including her business card with her number on it and put it all with the lovely girl's suitcase.  She'd have to talk to Riley about this...but wait, wouldn't Riley have to report her?  She moved back to the reception area with a sigh.  It was just about giving proper medical care.  That was her job and her responsibility.  She had authority to do this.  Didn't she?<br/><br/>It was then that Adrianne returned, frantic in a way that Dorothy had never seen her.  Dorothy's eyes went wide behind her glasses.  The extractors were-oh no!  "It's all right, Adrianne."  She let the girl back in and met her just as she came into the reception area.  "We'll figure this out and you'll be fine.  You're so strong willed, so competent, I know you can hold on a little longer.  I understand that the physical was-"<br/><br/>Adrianne cut her off, talking about needing release three times a day or she could be violent.  She went on about wanting to be here with her and Dororthy found herself blushing.  A shiver went through her when the red head's voice dropped lower.  Dorothy held up her hands when Adrianne apologized, "N-no, Adrianne, it's okay," but she went on.  And the busty nurse felt her pulse start to race.  Especially when those soft but surprisingly strong hands touched her.  "Oh," she breathed.<br/><br/>As a futanari, Adrianne was far stronger than she looked, much stronger than even an athletic human man, let alone Dorothy.  Yet her touch was so gentle!  She shivered when Adrianne crossed behind her and her eyes went wide once more, her mouth opening and closing in shock.  Adrianne thought she was beautiful?  No, no, this was just futa hormones and sex drive talking.  But they were talking so very well!<br/><br/>"I-I, you're so sweet to say that, but I'm just an overstuffed, top heavy cow next to you and the other girls," she said softly.  "And I'm older than you, than almost everyone."  She needed to stop this.  Now.  She would tell Adrianne to use the Health Center bathroom and they wouldn't talk about this ever.  But when her mouth opened, what came out was, "You're a godsend to me, really.  I'm so happy you came here, even though that's selfish of me.  You're gorgeous, smart, talented, and..."<br/><br/>She shook her head.  She'd thought those things before.  Even felt jealous of the girlfriend waiting out there for Adrianne.  But she wasn't here, the girl who'd helped the student control her impulses.<br/><br/>Dorothy's hands reached up to touch Adrianne's, intending to try and push them away, but instead just caressing.  Oh, God!  What was wrong with her?  "But, but what if...someone comes?"  Wait, what was she saying?  Not no, which she should, just that someone might see.<br/>