Yes

Whimpering slightly, Bill followed Phillips and the Doctor through the colony, silently wishing they would just move faster. It seemed like they were taking forever, her slowly trudging behind the two of them, squirming with each step, bare thighs rubbing against each other, one arm hugging her chest, as she constantly looked around and immediately regretted taking in how many people were watching her progress.

Why did they have to land here?! Out of every planet and time in the universe...

And of course the lab they were heading for was just as open as the other. Apparently they hadn't yet put up any prefab buildings for the purposes of virology. Instead they had a few banks, a few scientific instruments Bill couldn't begin to guess the function of, and yet another tarp stretched over loose poles to keep it sheltered from rain. Nothing else, no walls, nothing but those poles to hide behind.

"So, how did it start?" the Doctor said to Phillips casually, as though his companion wasn't trailing nude behind them.

"I told you, my daughter," Phillips said.

"I mean, did anything strange happen to her?" the Doctor said. "Excavations, animal bites..."

"No, nothing like that," Phillips said. He paused. "Well, she said something stung her, but there was no sign of any injury. She just felt something while she was out, and not long after..."

"Hmm," the Doctor frowned. "Could be the infection. This seems accidental, maybe just a stray particle... Something strong enough to get through the TARDIS though, that's... worrying."

"Can you just focus on helping us get dressed?!" Bill said, then squealed as both of them turned back to face her.

"Every bit of information helps," the Doctor said.

They finally reached the lab. Bill squirmed, standing by the side; she shuffled to stand by a pole again, hoping that it would help hide her ass. Help be the operative word; no matter how she stood, both sides of her ass were visible.

Phillips went over to a workbench. The Doctor scoffed slightly at the equipment, but at least had enough tact to school his expression when Phillips looked back; apparently he'd expected more. Bill watched nervously, a little wary of what they'd want from her.

"Bill, come over here," Phillips said.

"Can't you just do it from over there?" Bill said. She squirmed, shuffling back against the pillar behind her.

In answer, Phillips tugged on a device that looked more like a computer mouse than any scientific scanner; it was tied to a bulky unit by a rather short wire.

"It won't reach," he said. "We have to see if there's anything new in your system, unlike the colonists."

Bill faltered. Nervously she glanced back over her shoulder, then regretted it as she saw how many others were on the colony. Apparently visitors, and aids to the main lab at that, tended to draw attention.

Squealing, Bill darted over to the main lab, her ass exposed behind her. She fidgeted on the spot, cheeks warming.

There was nowhere she could stand to get any modesty. As bulky as the medical equipment was, none of it was as high as her waist; the bits near her still didn't come as high as her ass, meaning that for so long as she stood there it was in full view, without even the partial cover of a pole. She initially hoped to use the Doctor as cover, but with how her kept running around, kept going from scanner to scanner waving his sonic screwdriver around, there was no hope of that.

Instead she stood in nothing but her shoes, eyes wide and silently pleading for this to be all over.

The first scan wasn't too bad; Phillips just prodded the mouse-thing against her neck for a couple of seconds. Then, without warning, he tugged on her arm; suddenly it was down at her side, her tits free for all to see. Bill squeaked, trying to pull her arm back:

"Need your blood pressure," Phillips said. "Sooner you stop moving, the sooner it'll be done."

Bill whimpered, but relented. The device was pressed against her upper arm, and the cool air rested against her boobs, dark nipples reacting slightly. She stared straight ahead, trying not to look at any of the myriad colonists.

Was this really happening? She swallowed, and the moment Phillips moved the device away she hastily crossed it over her chest, adjusting immediately to try and cover them better.

"Ok, that's the basics, now to get the full picture in view of that..." Phillips murmured.

He frowned as the Doctor buzzed the unit he was working from.

"What are you doing?" Phillips said.

"Upgrading your equipment," the Doctor said. "Couple of other things I want to look for."

"You can't upgrade this, it's state of the art! Only the best for new colonies," Phillips said. "And you definitely can't just by waving a stick at it."

"Just watch me," the Doctor said.

Phillips frowned, and shook his head, returning to Bill. He put down the mouse-like device, only to lift up something circular to fit around her neck. It hummed, warming up, as soon as it was put in place; it too was linked by a wire to the machine, ensuring Bill still wasn't going anywhere.

She squirmed still, nervously moving her arms. Tentatively she crouched, trying to at least get her ass blocked behind the scanner, even if that wouldn't do much for the people watching her from the front. She whimpered.

"Incredible!" Phillips said suddenly. "Some of these antibodies, I've never seen anything like-"

"Oh, uh," the Doctor coughed. "She's from an isolated colony world. That's all normal."

"You're sure? They could still be-"

"None in abnormal amounts," the Doctor said. "None of them fought off infection. No, what I'm interested in is this."

He tapped the screen. Phillips frowned; Bill still fidgeted.

"I have no idea what that's reading," Phillips said. "Never shown that before."

"Wouldn't have," the Doctor said. "Artron signatures, from- uh, my ship's immune boosters. Doesn't seem like there's any direct way to detect the virus, but see that? It definitely fought something, focused on..."

"Can I go now?" Bill squeaked. "You've got your data, you don't need more tests!"