Wait and see what's up with Nurse Holly

Andrea was carried down the halls of the school for what felt like an eternity. She didn't know how long it actually was, but it definitely reached a point that she was sure they had walked in a straight line further than the actual length of the entire school. What's worse, she was pretty sure that they passed the same group of rooms a couple dozen times by now. Any attempts to get Hailey's attention or talk to her during this period were met with stone cold silence, so Andrea had **** but to keep waiting. She wasn't sure whether she preferred this state to the random time freezing or not, but she did know it was freaking boring.

Just when Andrea was starting to think she might be stuck in this looping animation right out of a Hanna-Barbara cartoon forever, Hailey suddenly piped up, "Oh, there it is! Finally!"

Snapped out of the trance she had fallen in by her friend's voice, Andrea looked up at the door Hailey was talking about, a simple white door with a red cross painted on the frosted glass window. Hailey pushed the door open with her foot and stepped inside, shouting, "Nurse Holly? Are you in here?"

"Coooooming!" a high feminine voice said from the back of the room, before the woman herself hurried out to meet them.

Nurse Holly Hentai was a-

Wait a second, Holly Hentai?!? Jesus Christ, I hope that's something Tim did to her and not her actual fucking name...

Nurse Holly Hentai was a newer hire to the school, a young woman fresh out of university that had quickly endeared herself to the hearts (and other parts) of the students. She had honey blonde hair that fell down to the small of her back in lovely tresses, tanned skin, and strangely, hot pink eyes. Her wide hips and large breasts were squeezed into a white nurse's uniform that was at least a full size too small to properly contain them, causing her boobs to strain against the top so tightly that Andrea could see her nipples tenting the fabric underneath, confirming she wasn't wearing a bra. She was wearing panties though, a fact Andrea knew because the 'skirt' of the nurse's uniform was so short and riding up so high that she could see the panties peeking out underneath. A small nurse's cap on her head and white stockings completed the ensemble, resulting in Nurse Holly looking more like an erotic parody of a nurse than anyone who should be working at a high school.

"Oh dear," Nurse Holly said with a pout, "What seems to the the problem?"

"Andrea here's feeling really sick," Hailey answered, completely unphased by the sexualized woman in front of her, "She started ranting about being in some porno or something, then collapsed in the middle of the cafeteria. I had to carry her the whole way here because she was too weak to even stand up."

"Oh you poor thing!" Nurse Holly cooed. Giving Andrea a wink and puckering her lips, she said, "Don't worry sweetie. Nurse Holly is going to help you feel all better."

Andrea flinched and squinted her eyes, as if someone shined a flashlight directly into her face. Nurse Holly Hentai had suddenly become a lot more focus in her vision, and the level of detail actually hurt to look at for her at first. She didn't know why at first, but as her eyes adjusted, she quickly worked it out.

Until now, every person Andrea had seen, including her own reflection to a degree, had been... fuzzy, for lack of a better term. Beyond a few explicit features like their hair color, build, and certain articles of clothing, everyone else's appearance had been nebulous to her, constantly shifting in a manner so subtle she hadn't even really noticed until this moment. Not enough to make them unrecognizable, of course, or even for her to notice it happening in the moment, but enough to make smaller details like the shape of their nose or what nail polish they had on hard to pin down. It was like she was looking at a mental picture that was constantly shifting as the mind wandered.

Nurse Holly, however, was different. She stood out as far more visible and easier to see the fine details of. The wrinkles on her uniform, the arch of her eyebrows, and even how her lipstick was pink like her eyes but a subtly different shade of it; all of these things was incredibly easy for Andrea to pick out if she looked for them. The nurse's form seemed far more solid than any person that Andrea had met so far... at least until just above the knees, where her legs took on the same indistinct nebulousness that Andrea had gotten used to.

All of this was such a shock to Andrea, it took her longer than it should have to notice the other way that Nurse Holly differed from anyone she had met thus far: she looked animated. Not in the figurative sense where she was constantly moving around and such, but the literal one. Between her unnaturally large eyes, small nose and mouth, and how her body even seemed to reflect light more dramatically than normal, she looked like a living cartoon character that walked right out of one of those Japanese... Hentai.

Oh fuck. I knew I was in an erotic story, but is this actually a hentai? Do we all look like that?

Panicked, she looked back up at Hailey to check. While the girl didn't look cartoonish like Nurse Holly did, the fogginess of Hailey's form made it hard to tell for certain. In fact, she appeared to be in some state between animated and 'live action', drifting back and forth between the two ever so slightly.

"What's going on...?" Andrea asked herself, only realizing she spoke out loud when Hailey looked down at her with a frown.

"Hey, Andrea, you okay?" she asked, "You look really messed up right now..."

"I... I'm fine... I, I think..." Andrea said. Nervously, she squirmed and added, "You know what, I'm feeling a lot better all of a sudden! Maybe I don't need to see the nurse after all..."

"You don't look better," Hailey insisted, "In fact, you look even worse than before we got here."

Andrea wasn't surprised to hear that, given that she was rapidly starting to feel sick to her stomach. But that was because of this increasingly insane situation she was finding herself in, not any actual illness. She may not have known why Nurse Holly looked so different from everyone else from the knees up, but she knew that whatever it was, it didn't bode well for her.

"Please, Hailey, let's just go, okay?" Andrea asked, "Really, I'm fine."

Hailey shook her head, "Nuh uh. After what happened in the cafeteria, I'm not taking any chances. What if you have something really bad?"

"Your friend's right," Nurse Holly said, "We need to figure out what's going on with you! Plus if what you have something contagious, we don't want it to spread to the other students. At least stay long enough for me to give you a quick look over."

Andrea didn't say anything right away, but if she knew Hailey (which Andrea realized with a shudder she probably didn't, since neither of them really even existed before this story started), she wasn't going to get out of this without a fight. And it wasn't like Andrea had anywhere else to go, or any idea how to even get anywhere given how physics breaking the interior of this school had been so far. Even if she got out of the office and tried to make a break for it, Andrea would be running blindly though undefined hallways, and her destination would be at the mercy of the author, something Andrea knew for a fact they would use to their advantage.

With no other real choice available to her, Andrea sighed and said, "Fine. But after the check-up proves I'm not sick, we're out of here."

Hailey nodded, "Sure... but I bet you ten bucks she'll find something."

"You're on," Andrea said with a small smirk. If nothing else, at least she'll make a bit of cash from this since she was faking to begin with.

Looking to Nurse Holly, she asked, "Where should I put her?"

"On the examination table is fine," Nurse Holly said, gesturing to the cushioned table in question. Hailey carried Andrea over to it and laid her down gently, then went over to a nearby chair and sat down to wait.

Nurse Holly wheeled a metal cart over next to the examination table, on top of which were several tools that Andrea guessed were meant to help the school nurse diagnose her. Guessing was all she could do though, as to her horror Andrea realized that, like Hailey, the various instruments on the cart were ill-defined and hard to make out. Andrea knew they were all different from one another, and she assumed they were all medical equipment, but she found it impossible for her to actually identify what any of the objects actually were.

In a flash of insight, Andrea realized what was likely going on: the author probably hadn't reached a decision as to what Nurse Holly is actually going to use on her yet. And until they did, all of the tools were stuck in some weird state of uncertainty where they're not yet defined in any recognizable way. If that really was the case Andrea was in big trouble, because it meant that the author was either completely ignorant as to what tools would actually be used to examine a sick patient... or more likely, that this wasn't going to be a regular medical examination, and those tools could end up being anything that they or their audience might find entertaining to watch.

Because that's what she was to them: entertainment. Her entire existence was meant to entertain (and possibly arouse) whoever might be reading this story. And now the show was about to begin.

"Alright Andrea," Nurse Holly said, reaching for one of the tools on the cart, "Let's take a look and see what's wrong with you."