Interlewd 1-1 featuring Professor Stump

A woman sat at the counter of the clinic in Rifure Town, her eyes glued to the TV as she waited for any patients to enter. Just like any other day, her lab coat was hanging sloppily off her shoulders, and her brown, unkempt hair dangled over her glasses-framed eyes.

“Yo doc, how ya doin’?” A man barged through the door with little warning, but Professor Stump barely shifted as she addressed him, eyes still focused on the TV. “Have an appointment?” she asked, almost disinterestedly.

“Nah nah, that’s not why I’m here. Listen to this,” the man said, his hands seeming to animate every word. “You know how I’m stocking exercise equipment at my store on the corner, right? ‘Course you do, everyone does. You should consider buying some, y’know. Gotta keep that bombshell body of yours in shape. You ain’t getting any younger.” Stump listened with annoyance as he continued his explanation.

“Anyways, I got this buyer. Says he wants enough equipment to fill a whole gym. So I says, ‘Hey, sounds good to me. I’ll have it ready for ya to pick up in a week.’ And I did.” He paced back and forth across the clinic floor as he continued his story, Professor Stump’s patience wearing thinner by the second.

“And when he comes to pick it up – listen to this – he says he don’t like the price! The nerve of some people, I swear. I keep tryin’ to work something out with him but I just can’t close the deal, and my go-to for this kinda stuff skipped town on me to become a pokemon trainer or something.”

“And this matters to me why, exactly?” Professor Stump asked irritably. “Because,” the man replied, “I managed to find this little nugget of gold online.”

He took out his phone and tapped the screen, then showed it to Stump. Her face went white. “I LOVE cock,” came a voice from the phone, bearing some resemblance to the brunette doctor’s. On the screen, a video played featuring a younger Professor Stump, naked and covered in cum. The cameraman proceeded to confirm precisely what types of cocks the actress loved, and she emphatically answered that she loved them all, regardless of shape, size, or color. Stump stared on in embarrassment as the girl was fucked for a few more minutes, took another load of cum all over her body, then laid still on the couch as the male actor tossed $20 bills onto her semi-conscious body. The scene faded to black with a remark from the cameraman about girls never checking how much they were paid.

“I needed the money! Med school is expensive, okay!?” Professor Stump yelled, the color having since returned to her face in a vibrant shade of red.

“Yeah I bet it is,” replied the visitor. “It’d be a shame for you to have paid for it, only to end up with no patients cuz your reputation went down the drain. If you don’t want that to happen, you’re gonna help me close this deal. Got it?”