Get a shower

“No Doctor, you’re better than that” she told herself, packing up her tools and making her way to her en-suite bathroom. She navigated the endless corridors with ease before stopping outside a door. There was a large red question mark design on the door, the only asset that distinguished the doctor's room from all the others in the corridor.

She stepped into her en-suite, let the door close itself behind her and began to remove her dirtied clothes. Her braces dropped down to her knees as she unbuckled her pants. They slid down her legs, revealing a pair of blue striped panties that matched her socks. Taking hold of the edge of her top, she pulled it over her head, revealing her exposed breasts. They weren't too big but had a nice roundness to them. "Nice to finally get a wash with nobody to bother you." She hooked her thumbs into her panties and slid them down, showing her surprisingly hairless crotch. She kicked her socks off and hopped into the shower.

The doctor was known for her efficiency, and 5 minutes after getting into the shower, she was out of it. Small droplets of water ran down her exposed skin, dripping onto the floor beneath her. She grabbed a towel from a nearby rack and began to rub her body with it. The towel was navy blue and soft, and fitted nicely around her body, stopping just above her knees. The towel was also capable of fastening itself. She wrapped the towel around her body, and with a small click, the towel held itself up effortlessly. "Glad I got that added to the towels, comes in well handy" she told herself, grabbing her clothes and tossing them down the laundry chute.

It had been a couple of hours since the doctor had come out of the shower. Her newly-washed clothes were hanging on a nearby rail with her coat, socks and boots, whilst she was wearing nothing but her towel. After all, there was no reason for her to get dressed, why shouldn't she stay in her towel? She sat down on a nearby crash seat and kicked her feet onto the console with a relaxed sigh.