Begin Part 7

Ngh… You awaken as slowly as humanly possible. Every part of you is well-rested except your ass, which aches like it’s been working overtime for hours. You wonder what that’s about. Eyes still closed, you stretch your arms and legs with a grunt of annoyance at the thought of giving up this comfort and starting the day.

“Is Sleeping Floozy finally awake?”

Your eyes open, but it takes you no fewer than five full seconds to process your surroundings. There’s Nurse Joy, and this looks like the Pokemon Center, and a bunch of people in the lobby are staring between your spread and outstretched legs…

“WAH!”

You curl into a ball on the stretcher, reacting with the first defensive mechanism that you can think of. Your mind quickly fishes up the memories of what got you here in the first place. It was those boys from the dojo, with their very big muscles and their willingness to use them on your very small muscles. It wasn’t just you, though. All the girls in Master Kim’s dojo were… gulp. But then, what happened to Sabrina? And Kim, and Charlotte? Even as Nurse Joy laughs, you scan the room and don’t see any sight of them.

“What happened to everyone else?” you timidly ask, still covering yourself and trying to fully wake up.

Nurse Joy answers, “They went off to train, I believe. They were fine, aside from some bruised egos. Oh, except that blue-haired girl. She didn’t seem like she was all there. Whatever she had wasn’t treatable, though.” Well, that’s because… wait. You feel like you learned something important about Charlotte, but you can’t quite put your finger on it. “At any rate, there was nothing physically wrong with them. Oh, and Sabrina left a message for you. She said, ‘Good luck. I’ll be waiting.’”

You shiver. That’s not the kind of message you wanted from her.

“So, should I sing you a lullaby and help you back to sleep?” the nurse asks, sounding just as genuine as ever.

“Yes please, that would help WAIT NO. NO! LEAVING NOW!”

Finally having reached normal mental capacity, you flee upstairs to your room instead of remaining naked in the lobby. To the tune of cheers and wolf whistles, as usual…