<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/96xlKih.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Chizuru Shiranome</strong></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Health Center<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Dorothy, Adrianne<br/><hr/><br/>The kind response she received upon the nurse finally noticing her only continued to cause the vividly lewd images to surge inside Chizuru's lustful mind! Especially when Dorothy explained that the both of them would be viewing her at once when she quickly recalled how one only usually wore a light gown during a physical. Not to mention, her brain grew all the more frazzled with the phrasing of "on call 24/7"! "Nice to meet you, Miss Ride and Miss Lashbrook.' She tried to respond nonetheless, her needy length twitching at the mention of the busty nurse's last name.<br/><br/>Desperate to seem personable and not like a complete horndog, she passed off her suitcase to Dorothy upon her gentle prompting. However, the frantic futanari's desire to uphold the conversation resulted in the growing bulge of her skirt becoming all the more noticeable. It didn't help that the topic of laps had the musing bookworm imagining the beautiful staff member sitting right in her own, pressing her rear up against the aforementioned length! Speaking of her lewd imagination, she was picturing Adrianne pressing up from behind as she wheeled her inside. "Thank you, Adrianne." She replied, hoping that resorting to using a first name would keep the fellow refugee focused on her face rather than down below.<br/><br/>Hence, in her efforts, she was quick to state that she could change by herself. With her desires to escape rather awkward situations while remaining as polite as possible, it was one of the first things she tried to teach herself after being paralyzed. "That's no problem at all." She lied upon hearing that she was locked into such thing due to security reasons! The perverse images she had the medical pair in her mind grew all the more kinky as they "inspected her curvy frame according to protocol".<br/><br/>When she was finally left to her own devices, she got to work in removing her skirt and sweater. The flustered futanari was quick to stifle a blush as she found her panties sticky almost like her situation. If either of the others were looking at the screen, they might notice her contrasting length springing up like a drawing mast! The way she imagined them subtly teasing her about how horny she was certainly wasn't helping either. "Everything's alright. I'm slipping right insi-...right into it." The scrambling dork called out, stumbling over her words once more. Still, she did eventually get into the gown, awkwardly hoping they wouldn't stare at the elephant in the room.