Step into view.

Nurse Kelly's eyebrows were raised as Annabelle stepped into view. "Uhm... just take a seat on over there and we'll start with a questionnaire," she said, pointing her pen towards the bed. Annabelle could feel her butt touch the paper sheet on the bed as she sat down. She could feel the nurse's eyes on her boobs, even without making eye contact.

"Do you smoke, drink ****, or do any ****?" asked the nurse.

"No, ma'am," Annabelle replied.

"Any history of allergic reactions to medication?"

"Nope."

"Any sexual activity in the past six weeks?"

"Not recently..." Annabelle replied sheepishly, averting her eyes from the nurse.

"None with Doctor Banks...?" asked nurse Kelly as she looked up from her clipboard.

"T-that was nothing, I- I was just, uh...." Annabelle stammered, stirring in her seat, looking down and turning red.

"Sorry about that," nurse Kelly chuckled, smiling as she ticked off several boxes on a clipboard. "I'm not going to tell anyone, but I would be careful if I were you. If you were caught, you could be kicked off the trial, and Doctor Banks could end up in trouble. Now," she said, placing the clipboard off to one side before popping on some blue disposable gloves, "let's begin the physical examination."

"As promised, please take off your gown, just your chest for now," nurse Kelly instructed as she pulled her stool to the edge of the bed, facing Annabelle. Annabelle did as she was told, blushing profusely as she lifted the gown over her head. Once again, her large breasts saw the light of day, this time within full view of the nurse. While she understood medical professionals were just that--professionals--she still felt self-conscious exposing herself in front of a stranger.

Nurse Kelly, ever the professional, stared at Annabelle's mounds with a serious expression and simply informed her, "I'm going to examine your breasts now. Lift your arm above your head for me." Nurse Kelly brought her palms close to her mouth and breathed hot air into her hands before rubbing them together, to try and warm them up.

Annabelle sat with a look of confusion. Still, she did what she was told and raised her arm over her head. "What does this have to do with the clinical trial?" she asked as the nurse placed a hand under her boob, the other on the side and gently massaged, looking for any abnormalities.

"Did Doctor Banks brief you on the experiment?" nurse Kelly asked, multitasking between Annabelle's boobs and having a conversation. There was in fact, a lot of mass for her to cover.

Annabelle shook her head. "Well, formally I can't tell you why until after you sign the NDA, but I'm sure you'll understand after you're briefed."

Annabelle sat in quiet contemplation as the nurse focused, fingers digging into the boob, searching. She didn't want to admit it, but the nurse's hands felt nice; the weights on her chest having some needed tension relieved, the warmth from her hands transferring over. She didn't notice before, but the nurse was attractive, a calm yet focused look on her face. While massaging, the nurse grazed her nipple, which poked out angrily as if searching for its disturber.

Satisfied with the surrounding tissue, she switched her hand position to pinch Annabelle's nipple with her thumb and forefinger and began to tug on it repeatedly as if it were a small penis. This caused Annabelle to gasp slightly, but she managed to hold back her moan, at least for now. She never really understood the reason nurses did this as Kelly leaned in close, eye-level with the nipple as if it were about to ejaculate all over her face, feeling the nurse's breath on her areola. She tried not to stir. This seemed to go on longer than usual.

"Good," the nurse affirmed, with one final tug. "Switch arm for me please." Annabelle did as she was told as the nurse mirrored her hand position on the other mound. "What size bra do you wear?" she asked, one hand supporting the underside of the breast, the other gently massaging the side.

"H-cup, last I checked." Both patient and nurse were staring at the boobs.

"These have definitely grown since then, at least double-I, maybe even pushing J," the nurse informed. Great, turns out her body didn't get the memo that the growth spurt was supposed to end during puberty.

Again, the nurse gave the other nipple the handjob treatment, tug, tug, tug. This time Annabelle was expecting it, her rate of breathing only elevating slightly, her face turning a nice shade of pink. If nurse Kelly knew she were arousing Annabelle which she almost certainly did, she was putting up a champion-level poker face. Both her nipples reached their maximum lengths of a little over one inch.

"Good," the nurse affirmed again. "Next, we have to do a pelvic exam. Lean back for me," the nurse informed before reaching under the table to draw up stirrups.