Cocoa, chocolate slime-to-be

It was about time.

A disaffected-looking young woman sat in what looked to be a waiting room of sorts. Platinum blonde bangs fell in front of her face as she looked around in boredom, hoping for information or an activity worth her attention until it was her turn.

She wasn't disappointed. It was a Thursday morning, sure to be a slow day anywhere, but it seems that this was an extraordinary Thursday morning - four other girls were idling their time away as well. Two of them, one's hair deep crimson, the other's a shimmering black, seemed to be a couple: they held hands, chatted playfully, and even were reading magazines together. The other two chicks, one a boyish, lanky brunette with messy dark hair and darker eyes that were focused on nothing in particular, and a bespectacled dirty blonde intently staring at her reading material, seemed to be alone, sitting in rather unrelated areas of the room.

Perhaps these rags were worth looking into.

Glancing at the side table a chair away at her left, the light-haired girl noticed a slew of rather specialized publications - all dealt solely with women, if not outright lesbians. Over half of these publications she wouldn't be caught dead with at work; some magazines were safer and quite journalistic, but more were outright porn. There were also a number of Japanese-style comic stories, many of them sweet, although a good number were nearly-uninterrupted sex. She couldn't help chucking at some of the facial expressions she kept seeing.

A thought **** its way to the front of the young woman's mind - yeah, this was a "girls only" community for more than a few reasons, but certainly there were some who came here (probably outsiders or such) who still preferred the rougher sex for some reason, right?

As she scanned the room again, though, she realized that her thoughts were poorly based. While it's not as if straight women here were branded, it was still easy to identify them as such - just differences in how they carried themselves. The couple was obvious, almost to the point that the blonde was pleased to see them off as a transparent, green-tinged nurse called for them. The brunette and the dirty blonde, on the other hand... weren't where they had been the last time she checked.

"Do you girls prefer the sweet stories or the outright fucking?"

She turned her head to the right, where the contented glasses-wearing woman was smirking at her. Probably not just her, either.

"Gotta have some of each. Too much fucking, there's no heart; too much puppy love, there's no point. It's not always fun, but ya really have to have balance in things."

180 degrees to her left was Miss Tall, Dark, and Handsome. She was gazing lazily in the blondes' direction. She then focused more on the one next to her, smiling. "I'm on puppy love right now, by the way."

Damn, she's hot.

"Ah, me too. Just read that 'The Little Mermaid' a minute ago. That was really nice." Glasses girl closed her eyes for a moment. "Ah, I don't know you girls' names. I'm Claire. Oh, and what are you two in for? I have no idea, myself."

"Well, we're sitting in the slime/goo girl waiting room, so that's obvious. As for what kind of substance... I dunno yet, either. I might just try one of their pre-prepared samples." The brunette scoffed. "Oh, name's Max."

Well. Perhaps I might have some new friends... or perhaps that's being modest. Hard to believe they cane here without having it all planned out, though.

"You can't decide? I've got an idea; we could complement each other. Ack, call me Cocoa, and - please don't laugh - I'm gonna get myself turned into chocolate. Really dark chocolate - 99% cocoa. I've got a sample here for them to use, too. Maybe you guys could do something like that."

Max's eyes lit up, then her brow furrowed. "Something edible, huh? Sounds like a lot of fun. That'd be another way for chicks to be eating us, eh? But I don't have a sample for them..."

Claire was now digging into her purse, glasses glinting. "Sample, sample... I think I'll be a white chocolate, myself; I know I've got that here..." She pulled out something. "There we are. Now for Max here... Ah!" Another candy. "I've got this mint milk chocolate from my Christmas candy! You could be that! That'd spice things up!"

The boyish brunette glanced up. "That's... awfully specific, but it works, I guess. ...Yeah, that sounds pretty interesting. Thanks, guys."

Cocoa grinned. "Glad I could help. Should we meet up afterward and try this out?"

Max nudged her. "Don't think we have time to discuss that now." Looking back, Cocoa saw the green slime nurse again, poking her head into the room.

"Claire?"

"Well, looks like it's my turn. Here's your chocolate sample, Max. Hope I don't take too long."

Taking the chocolate, Max smirked, watching Claire get up and cross the room. Cocoa, on the other hand, rose from her seat as well. "Nurse? Would it be okay for us to go in together? If we can't undergo the procedures together, we'd at least like to watch." She hoped she wasn't putting words in Max's mouth, but she couldn't wait any longer.

The nurse smiled. "Sure, you guys can watch, at least. I'll have to ask the doctors about getting done all at once, though."

Cocoa barely contained herself as she made her way to Claire and the nurse, Max calmly following.