Back to the Nurse

As Midnight rages inside the dorms, Nezu steps inside the school building. His heart is heavy, with such a strange quirk putting his top students and staff out of commission so easily, he worries that it may have already spread further than he realizes. As he moves through the halls, the lights above are the only thing keeping anything illuminated, the sun having set over the horizon. He makes his way into his office, before grabbing a notebook off his desk. Turning the pages, he lands on one with numerous phone numbers, ready to make some calls.

Nearby in the nurse's office, Jiro lays sprawled out on the bed, her voluptuous body still buzzing from its most recent transformation. She cups her breasts in hand, moving them around and feeling their new weight. "Fuck... Katsumi'll totally love these~" She thinks, her mind settling in to its new lewd state.

Recovery Girl sits back in her chair, her arms behind her head. Though she's lost quite a bit of her natural intelligence, the depraved ideas that have filled her mind give her plenty to think about. She looks up at the ceiling, kicking her foot on the floor and swiveling the chair around. "You know..." She starts. "I'm not so sure we have to stay cooped up in here..."

Jiro moves her head, looking over at the blonde bombshell. "Oh yeah? Aren't we supposed to be quarantined or whatever though?"

"Not necessarily... As long as we stay away from anyone we should be fine." Recovery Girl looks at her computer screen, Jiro's readings from the earlier tests still showing. "Besides, if we're gonna get anything out of this experience, I might need some different equipment..."