Treatment Time

I turned towards away from the door and looked back at my operator. She definitely had more curves than Cadence, but she was much more timid. I waved my arms to grab her attention and she snapped back to attention.

"Oh... sorry about that, I'm Merideth. I guess I'll be helping you for now, so could you please take a seat on one of the beds?" she stuttered. I gratefully agreed and sat on the edge of the nearest one, its antibacterial cover crinkling beneath me. "So, first I'm going to need to ask a few questions. Do you have any allergies?"

The questions continued for a bit, but I could barely focus with the beautiful woman examining me. I tried to picture what her naked body would've looked like. Those bountiful melons and perfect hips probably looked amazing. I'm guessing she caught on after time though because she quickly pulled her coat closed, covering what little cleavage showed beneath her cerulean blouse.

The encounter ended as quickly as it began, with her wrapping a few of my limbs in bandages and handing me a small bottle of pills. "These will help you regain your energy. Just take one every morning until you're feeling like you again." she instructed, handing me the small orange bottle filled with tablets. She then guided me back through the maze of corridors to a small wooden door. A sign next to it read 'Head of Dorms - Cadence'.

"Well, here's the office. You know where to find me if you need more pills" she noted as she sashayed away. I couldn't help but peek at her round ass one last time as she turned the corner. I knocked lightly on the door a few times.

"Come in!" shouted the familiar voice from the other side. Inside was a small work space, with only a desk and a few chairs. I spotted Cadence's pygmy figure behind a large computer screen. I took a seat in front of her desk and waited patiently for her to address me. She turned towards me while still typing in a maniacal manner.

"Alright, here's the deal," she started, "I don't mind you being here as long as you make it quick. But you so much as lay a finger on ANY of my girls, and we're going to have a problem. Understood?" I nodded in agreement and looked down at the rags I had been wearing since the incident.

"Anything I can do about this?" I asked, **** to escape the torn clothing. She sighed and opened one of the metal drawers with a clang. She sat back up and handed me a small roll of bills.

"Here." as she handed me the cash, "There's a small department store in town, just hail a taxi and buy yourself something. Make it quick." She shooed me off and went back to her work.