Dressing for bed with your boyfriend

With a whirl up, the machine gradually started removing everything. The earrings, jewelry, minidress (thankfully), stockings, waist cincher, panties and padded bra. As you caught your breath, EDNA suddenly revealed a jet black nightie and a pair of heels. You put up your hands to resist but EDNA just slips the nightie on over you. As it tries to put on the heels you yell in pain. ENDA pauses.

"Is something wrong?"

"Yes, you idiot, my damn ankle is sprained!"

"Understood," EDNA says, "Processing..."

Gathering your breath you look in the mirror. The hair, makeup and nightie does make you look seductive for a second, especially how its skirt-like hem stops just mid thigh, but the cups make it clear that there's nothing there. For a second you wonder the best way to fill them up, before shaking your head and forcefully reminding yourself that they're not meant to be filled up.

"Process complete. Administering first aid."

EDNA, messing around with your sprained ankle? You freeze (not like you could run). The dreaded arms come out again, reach for you... and gently lift you up and lie you back on the bed.

From a closet come a stack of pillows that are placed on the end of the bed and your sprained ankle lifted on top of it, elevating your manicured foot above the rest of your body. You feel pain as suddenly EDNA tries to put on a sock of some sort onto your foot, but looking closer sees its an ankle compression bandage. Then a chill as a cold pack is wrapped around it, it's coldness attacking the burning sensation of your ankle.

"You will experience some discomfort, but cold pressure is required to reduce the swelling." You barely nod. "You will need to stay like this for over 24 hours."

Annoying but, "So, no work tomorrow," you smile.

A chime rings out. "Workplace has been notified!" You're concerned at EDNA taking initiative, but its seems like something you'd have to do anyway. Time to make the next move.

"So, um, could you show Ray out, tell him to leave?"

"Such a request should be made to your boyfriend directly, shall I call him up here?"

"Wait," you say looking down at your outfit. Suggesting clothing changes to EDNA was a gamble but you needed something better than this. "I mean I'm hurt, there's not much I can do, but can I wear something a little more... appropriate?"