The next morning

You're awakened by the blonde doctor planting a kiss on your forehead. Eyes fluttering open, you take in her {if Affection Level: Mercy >= 30}loving{else}delightful{endif} smile as she speaks to you, the pale grey pre-dawn light streaming in through the window.

"Good morning, mein Haustier," she says. "I'm sure by now the other girls are up and have prepared breakfast." Climbing out of bed, she walks over to her dresser as you find yourself hypnotized by the gentle sway of her hips, eyes drawn to her perfect, round ass. "We can swing by your old place today to pick up your clothes and other personal belongings." She grabs some clothes from the bottom drawer, thrusting her ass up in the air for you to admire. "Do you need to use the bathroom before I change?"

"No, I can wait."

"Super!" She exclaims, her back still facing you. You watch as she makes a show out of getting dressed: wiggling her ass as she slides her panties up her legs, then turning to face you so you can watch her put on her bra, staring deep into your eyes while putting on a pair of tight jeans, and finally topping it off with a plain white v-neck T-shirt that accentuates her curvy chest while still clinging tightly to her narrow waist. She pulls her luscious blonde hair back into a ponytail before returning to the bed, offering you a hand to get up.

A few minutes later you hear the door shut behind the two of you, off to get breakfast.