The uniform

After successfully treating this patient, the doctor told her to follow him, which she did. Having torn off her top, she followed him naked, her plump breasts still slick with his cum. "You have done well Johanna, so I have decided to reward you with something special," he said as he handed her a box that was lined in velvet. With trembling fingers, she opened it to see her new uniform - a super short skirt that barely covered her ass and a tight bikini top that was so small that it teased out the nipples on her hypersensitive breasts. Its rich sky blue colour only added to its allure. "You look perfect," the doctor commented as he ran his finger over the stiff peaks of her nipples, visible through the tight fabric of her bikini. "Bend over," he ordered and proceeded to give her a hard slap on her ass. "From now on you will wear this outfit when we don't have any normal patients around," he said with a smirk.

Johanna felt a chill as the doctor handed her another package. She unwrapped it to find a special choker with her name, "Johanna" printed on one side and "Slut" printed on the other. The doctor urged her to put it on with the word "Slut" facing outward, and as she felt it constricting around her neck, it felt like a cold embrace. He explained that she must wear it like this, as a reminder that Johanna no longer exists-- only the slut. Johanna didn't utter a word of protest or push back, for sluts weren't allowed to do that.