Doctor’s visit

A little bit earlier.

Carol really wasn’t sure about this.

To begin with, she wasn’t even sure these were ailments that could be “cured”.

Unfortunately, it appeared the moment she brought her issues up at breakfast, this was considered booking an appointment. And it was pretty clear that withdrawing from said appointment was not a possibility.

She had to visit the doctor.

Let’s start with the positives.

I) Finding the nurse's office was very easy. After she got an appointment, the way to it just popped into her head.

II) The clinic itself looked fairly well put together.

Unfortunately, that was about when the positives ended.

“Sup”

The clinic’s clean atmosphere was marred by a slovenly looking doctor, who had her feet propped up on a desk and was in the process of smoking a cigarette.

“Welcome to Hayabusa Clinic! What is your emergency?”

...

Carol suddenly felt a lot less sick.

“Uh...that is alright. I just…”

“No, no!”, before the nerd could flee, the smaller girl had grabbed her arm and dragged her back. “We have 90 minutes to play...err...examine you! We can’t let a patient leave untreated!”

Once again Carol felt that strange tug in her mind. The one that made her walk the whole way here against her better judgement.

Before long she found herself sitting in a chair and staring at her doctor.

Said doctor slowly put her smoke out. “Alright then. What seems to be the boobs, err, issue?”

Carol had many issues right now. And about 70% of it are related to the individual in front of her.

“My eyes are up here, doctor.”

“Sure, but I’m no Ophthalmologist.”

“My teeth”, the nerd emphasized, hoping to get this pervert to at least slightly raise her line of sight. “Due to my transformation they are aching.”

“Oh yeah! I totally get that!”, the nurse (Peshkova) nodded energetically. “I got some new teeth too! Look!”

A bit too eagerly, she shoved herself in front of Carol and opened her mouth. Carol could easily make out two pointy teeth that were clearly nonhuman. They weren’t as pronounced as the set of canine fangs Sinclair got, but once you saw them they were hard to ignore.

“But they don’t hurt at all, so I got really lucky!”

“Lot’s of teeth stuff so far”, Hayabusa mused. “Wonder if our host has a teeth kink. Kinda based. I could go for some bite play.”

Carol decided to ignore that.

“So, you made a deal”, she surmised instead. “May I ask what it entailed?

“Sure”, the doctor said, slapping a piece of paper on the desk.

Devil Deal: Night Owl (-5 VP Shizuka +5 VP Kikki)

Advantage: During 9 P.M and 3 A.M the effects of scientifically stimulating are muted

Sideeffect: During 3 A.M and 9 P.M the effects of scientifically stimulating are doubled

“Geez! Big Sis!”, Peshkova pouted. “You can’t just reveal that so easily! It’s confidential!”

“Eh”, Shizuka shrugged in response. “Never cared about patients confidentially either.”

Meanwhile Carol peered over the document. That deal certainly felt awfully one sided. Still, knowing what to expect in terms of disadvantages was valuable information.

“Are you sure you’re up to this?”, she finally asked the doctor. As their school nurse, Carol was of course familiar with her. Even back then she had a bit of a...reputation. And that was before Carol found out what she did to Pompadour.

To be frank, Doctor Hayabusa was a pervert on the best of days. Dealing with her when she was randy sounded like a recipe for disaster.

“Sure, sure. I’m not a dentist, but eh? How hard can it be?”, Hayabusa assured. “So, why don’t you start by stripping first?”

…

“S-stripping?”

“Yep.”

“Why would I have to strip?”

“Boobs.”

“E-Excuse me?”

“You said your boobs are an issue, right? Gotta see the goods or I can’t do anything.”

“Y-yes, those are a concern too, but I thought we were talking about my teeth first.”

“I’m the doctor here”, the nurse casually responded. “Don’t worry, you can keep your band aids on.”

Despite her better judgment, Carol went along with it and removed her shirt. She wasn’t working just yet, which meant she was wearing the same clothes she had for lunch, little cover as they offered.

Would that suffice? Of course not. Removing her skirt as well, Carol revealed an unflattering pair of Grey panties.

“We definitely need to go panty shopping together sometimes”, Peshkova remarked with a giggle while the doctor licked her lips, which is most certainly not something you ever want your doctor to do.

“If the patient would please lay down”, Hayabusa ordered and Carol dutifully took place on a white examination table.

“Describe your situation to me.”

“W-well”, Carol took a deep breath. “It started yesterday, perhaps an hour after I received that transformation. My teeth began to ache. I tried to localize the sensation but it was impossible. On a scale of 1 to 10 where one is barely noticeable and ten is unbearable, it would be a 3.5. I have a feeling that it is getting worse but that could also be phantom pain.”

“hmhm…”

The doctor's casual response didn’t exactly instill much confidence.

“Very interesting”, Peshkova nodded along and jotted some lines down on a clipboard.

“Alright, let’s take a look at the goods, open your mouth.”

Carol did.

“Wider.”

Carol strained her mouth. “wike thish?”

“Nice”, the doctor gave her a thumbs up, for whatever reason. She then leaning forward, stabilizing herself on Carol’s boobs

Fondled a contestants breast for the first time +0.5 VP

First time bonus! +1VP

“H-hey!”

“Relax. Gotta grab on to something.”

“Ngh..b-but do you have to grab there…?”

She wasn’t just content with grabbing her breasts either. The perverted doctor was fondling them too. All the while leaning forward and giving Carol a good view of her own cleavage.

“What is your diagnosis, Doctor Hayabusa?”, Peshkova asked, scribbling down some further notes.

“Her boobs do feel pretty amazing.”

“Geez doctor! Teeth’s first!”, her assistant pouted.

“Alright, alright. The patient's teeth and gum are in perfect condition”, Hayabusa responded. “In fact, that is the sexiest wisdom tooth I saw in my life. I want to caress it.”

Just add it to the lines you never want your doctor to say, Carol mentally groaned.

“I diagnose that the pain Miss Summers is experiencing comes from her transformation.”

“Yesh, I gathered af muchhh…”

“Would you be willing to perform some tests?”, Hayabusa asked, all the while continuing to fondle her breasts.

“Shure…”

The doctor nodded pleased.

Then she bend even further forward and kissed Carol.

“Mmpppfff!!!!”

kissed another contestant +0.5VP

First time bonus! +1VP

kissed another contestant +0.5 VP

Carol was completely caught off guard by this newest erotic onslaught and barely reacted to it.

After a way too long kiss, the nurse finally separated their lips. “Did that help?”

“N-No!”

Feeling that this has gone way too far already, Carol tried to stand up again, only to realize that Hayabusa’s boob grab technique was surprisingly effective in keeping her down.

“Please remain abed while the examination is in progress. I need you to be calm and relaxed.”

That is easier said then done!

Miss Peshkova, did you write that down?”

“Yep! Smooching doesn’t do anything!”

“Let’s go for something more invasive then.”

“M-More invasive?”, Carol gasped.

“Miss Peshkova, I need you to keep an eye on the patient's panties.”

“Will do!”, the nurse nodded eagerly.

“W-what are you... mpppffff!”

Once again, the perverted nurse descended upon her. But this time she didn’t settle for just a kiss. Her tongue started to invade her mouth, eagerly exploring this new space.

Carol had zero recourse to this, as she found her teeth poked and prodded at by the foreign organ.

And then, something changed. Carol’s own tongue became active. Almost involuntarily. The two tongues danced with each other as Carols’ breathing became more and more ragged.

Finally, after an eternity, Shizuka extricated herself. “Miss Peshkova?”

“Uhu!”, the nurse nodded eagerly. “There’s a dark spot there!”

Carol felt like she might as well crawl in a hole and die.

“Very good”, the pervert doctor nodded while licking her lips. “Patients exhibit normal reactions to stimulation.”

“H-how is that a good thing?”

“How does your mouth feel, Miss Summers?”

Among all the molestation, Carol didn’t even notice it, but sure enough. The aching pain was completely gone!

“Yay! Good for you, Carol!”, Peshkova cheered by jumping up and down.

"It's promising. But let's not jump to conclusions. Let's wait for a bit to see if the issue is fully resolved." The doctor suggested.

“D-do you have to keep your hands on my chest?”, Carol squirmed.

“Yep, it’s important to maintain the established environment to not dilute results. Don’t worry, I don’t mind.”

Carol did.

But fine, if this actually works, she is more then willing to put up with the pervert nurse.

Unfortunately, the relief was short-lived. Five minutes after the French Kiss session Carol’s toothache returned just as strong as before.

“Kissing acts as a quick sedative”, Peshkova scribbled eagerly. “Very fascinating!”

Carol wasn’t as enthusiastic about that revelation. It’s not like she can go around french kissing girls 24/7.

“Alright, next test”, the fake doctor finally removed one hand from her breasts.

But only so she could shove a finger into Carol’s mouth.

“Eh?”

“Suck it”

“Eeeeeeh?”

But to Carol’s dismay, her mouth almost obeyed on it’s own. It started sucking and squeezing the invading finger. All while the two girls looked on with great interest.

This was supremely mortifying.

“Well?”, Hayabusa asked after a while.

...

There was maybe a slight numbing effect? It did something, Carol figured but it was on such a low level it might also just be her imagination.

The next half of an hour was spent on many more tests, including sucking her own thumb, using a pacifier, a smoke, a banana and what looked suspiciously like a dildo. None of it provided any measurable relief.

“Which means we should consider the obvious treatment”, the doctor smiled, a bit too eagerly.

“The obvious…”

“You either munch on carpet or suck sausage.”

Of course. Carol would be lying if she didn’t suspect it came down to that.

“Can’t really help you with the latter but...”, Hayabusa casually began removing her pants.

Seeing this, Carol couldn't help but panic. “W-wait! Wait! I’m n-not ready for that!”

“You suuuuure?”, Peshkova smirked. “We won’t **** you, if you were hoping for that.”

“We won’t?”

“Geez, doctor! That would be a violation of the hippopotamus oath!”

That is not what it is called!

“Bummer…”, the lewd nurse sighed and scratched her head. “Whelp. Boob time then?”

With the way the nurse was fondling her, Carol had the suspicion that it was boob time all the time. Still, she was quite happy to move on from the topic of eating the doctor out.

"Ok, sooo, issue here is that your boobies have be exposed?", Peshkova asked.

The nerd nodded. “Y-yes. I can’t cover up my breasts at all…”

"Hmm...", the doctor squinted her eyes.

Then she grabbed Carol's breasts again.

Oh come on!

"I would really appreciate if you'd stop doing that",Carol responded with as much dignity as she could muster.

"I'm covering them."

“Eh?”

The doctor pointedly glanced down. “My hands are currently doing a quite effective job at keeping your boobs fully covered. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Y-yeah but…”

“Whelp. That’s an easy solution then. Just have someone give you a hand bra.”

“T-that is in no way a solution!”

“Geez, someone’s picky. I guess you could cover yourself up too. That would be pretty sexy actually."

"And that's just common sense!"

“You knooow”, Peshkova had moved next to Carol and whispered into her ear. “I’m always more than happy to offer an alternative treatment.”

Of course that possibility didn’t escape Carol’s notice either. The young girls Devil Deal would almost certainly offer a cure. Still, that would be an absolutely last resort, especially after she saw what the nurse had to deal with.

“Aww…”

“If the handbra solution is out. I have one more option” the fake doctor offered.

Carol dreaded to even ask.

“Kikki, mind handing me your marker?”

…

..

.

“There. Nice and covered. What do you think?”

“Yay, a panda!”

Carol was trembling so hard, she looked just about ready to pass out.

“I...I t-think that is enough treatment for me. Thank you very much.”

“Perfect! Our time is almost up too!”, Peshkova nodded.

“Ah shoot, I still wanted to test out the calming effects on those boobs…”, the doctor groaned.

But unfortunately for her, Carol had already stoically dressed herself and was more then ready to finally leave this hellhole of a clinic.

“Hold on, before you go, lemme at least hit you up with some painkillers.”

"Painkillers?"

Without responding, the self declared doctor began perusing her shelf before taking off a box full of nondescript pills “Here.”

Carol stared at the box.

Blankly.

“Relax, they’re totally safe.”

As if to demonstrate, the doctor popped one of the pills back herself.

“See?”

Carol was still skeptical so Hayabusa just tossed her the whole box. She managed to catch them, if barely.

“Don’t get me wrong. My treatment is still to go down on someone as soon as possible”, the nurse clarified, lighting herself another smoke. “But in the meantime, these should help.”

“R-Really?”

After the ordeal she just went through, the word skeptical came not even close to describe Carol.

“You don’t have to take them”, Peshkova suggested, like a devil on her shoulder. “But it’s better to have them, right? Just in case.”

The logic was sound, Carol had to admit. She had no idea how bad that teeth ache would get but given that this show wants to see her do erotic things…

The answer was probably, very, very, bad.

…

Hold on.

“Do they cost something?”, Carol decided to ask.

“Nah, I’m allowed to give this stuff out for free. It’s pretty sweet”, Hayabusa responded. “Enjoy.”

Nothing here is for free, Carol thought.

But in the end, she decided to take the pills.

And so, the Hayabusa clinic managed to treat their first patient!

…

..

.

“SHE SOLD THEM?”

Ora could only stare with an open mouth at the ghost host's newest treason.

Nooooooo! You weren’t supposed to sell those! They were supposed to run amok and ruin your shooooow!

Ugggghhhhhh!!!!

“Cherry! You fool! Why didn’t you open the container?”, the little host furiously asked her pink haired caretaker.

In response, the pink haired maid only shrugged.

Grrrrr. This ghost host was a lot craftier than Ora expected! As expected of her (im)mortal rival! But don’t get too comfortable, you discount djinn! Ora will see you crushed yet!

As Ora was coping and seething, the penguin butler Lord Preminger waddled up and bowed. “Mistress Ora, please forgive your lowly servant to interrupt your brooding. You have received a letter from Majordomo Medici.”

“Toss it in the trash!”

“He has included a gift bag.”

"Ugh, fine!"

Ora flicked the letter open and began reading.

Greetings:

You make quite the impact! I do not understand half of what comes out of your mouth, but I must say I am more than pleased with the results. Finally, another host that does not grovel to the mortal set up as Master on this crude medium. I am always surprised to find even in the more **** examples how often literal gods become mewling wimps in the face of mortal mediocrity. That said, I am perplexed by how off guard you were taken by this De Sade woman? I was under the impression outside of myself, most hosts prepare their seasons to the letter. So either you are feigning this confusion for the audience, or you are a little less capable than I would like to believe. Also, I have not been on Earth in some time. Did something happen? When I was a lad, penguins were a far-off waterfowl of distant lands. If their prevalence in your season is to be believed, it seems that they have taken over some market share of the planet that is more than a tad alarming. Regardless, I have attached to this parcel a collection of preserved meats and cheeses from my hometown, and as it seemed appropriate, a folio of what a medieval artist thought a penguin looked like. I find the fish tail particularly amusing. Alla vostra salute!

Lucian Medici

The little host was furiously chomping down on some cheese as she read the letter. “Tish guy...who dosh he think he ish, thinking I’m not shuper ultra shpeshal prepared? Becaush I am! And that picture ish shuper creepy. I bet its cursed. Hang it up in the hag’s room!”

“It will be done, mistress”, Preminger bowed. “If I may be so bold, his sentiments on penguins are very concerning. Do I have your permission to take him out?”

Lord Preminger readied his chainsaw.

“Ugh! I don’t care about Dante! If you want to **** someone, **** that stupid Ghost host!”

“Alas, she is already dead.”

“Meat’s pretty tasty”, Cherry added.

"HEY! I WANTED TO EAT THAT!”

In the end the gift bag was well received and the picture hung up in Ludo Manor’s penguin museum.