The Doctor is Sin VIII - Chance Reunion

Heather had just come off a grueling title match, that unfortunately left no winner. She and Angel both gave it every inch that they had in trying to claim that title, but yet neither of them walked away with it, and the only prize that they gained was their bruised and battered bodies. Heather, just as Angel, was put onto a stretcher and rolled to the back to the medical facilities as quickly as she possibly could. Taking such a beating throughout the match and ending it by falling from such a high up height, there was some concern over the unconscious girl.

The crew had already changed Heather out of her attire and into a hospital gown as she was brought into one of the rooms for a checkup. She cleared through as to no serious injuries, but she had to remain there a while, stated that she would be put under the care of one of the AFW doctors. She was told the doctor would be familiar to her, but Heather was too out of it to really pay attention.

She was brought in the next room, told that her doctor would be with her soon, however it seemed to be taking some time. Heather would just shake her head, still barely able to move from how sore she was, figuring she would just doze off again. She would rest her head on the medical bed, letting out a long sigh before she would drift off to sleep, waiting for the arrival of her doctor.

With so much on the line tonight because of Avalanche and particularly the brutal matches that were scheduled throughout the night, Lukretia had Chesna be as sober as she could be to make sure she didn't mess anything up when she was attending to the wounded. There hadn't been anything particularly fancy about the Title match and so she expected the least amount of trouble with it but int he end it happened to have both girls laid out with no clear winner. The crowd had been both excited and upset over the outcome and Lukretia had felt the same way.

Dr. Matschanskavasy, on the other hand, was less than thrilled with anything that she had to sober up for. Then again, the thought of all the fresh meat that was getting wheeled to the infirmary like so much slabbed pork waiting for the butcher's knife was music to her ears. Plus, if she tweaked a little bit on the side, who would ever know? The doctor washed her face after a little hit of some good stuff and then came into Heather's room with a clip board. She looked at the girl in her gown. She was surprised to see her. She'd met her before... somewhere... But she suddenly licked her lips as she saw the girl. She turned and closed the door before shuffling next to her.

Unfortunately with the sobriety came an intensive wave of pleasure that she couldn't control. Her nymphomania would consume her if she didn't' take more medicine or try and alleviate it a different way. But as she approached Heather and grabbed her wrist to check the girl's blood pressure, she wondered which would be the better route to take. "How are you feeling?" She said in a monotone voice as she set the clip board down and began to wrap the velcro blood pressure device around Heather's arm.

Heather would stir a little as the door opened, though would just adjust herself in the bed, groaning out a bit in her sleep. She was doing so to give her body as much rest as it may need, but it wasn't a very deep one. With the doctor in the room now, Heather unconsciously relaxed herself a bit. She was more than happy to be relaxing in the surprisingly comfortable medical bed, and the hospital gown she was wearing felt quite nice when it came down to it. As Chesna walked over to her though, grabbing her wrist, Heather would slowly open her eyes.

"Mmnh..I'm...just still sore as hell." Heather let out as she shook her head before getting a good glimpse at just who was tending to her. Her eyes widened as she saw Chesna there, the last time she remembered dealing with her being when Kelly had captured her, Heather going through that ridiculous mansion to try and find information and coming out with nothing.

"Ch-chesna?? A-a-are you ok?? I..I'm sorry for the trouble I cause you before I..if it wasn't for me all that wouldn't have happened." Heather let out as the velcro blood pressure device was put around her arm, not knowing how that earlier conflict actually resulted and ended quite peacefully in a way when it came down to it.

Chesna squeezed the pump on the blood pressure device and when it was tight against Heather's arm, she jotted down a number. The words Heather spoke registered in the doctor's mind, but she still tried to keep mindlessly attending to the task at hand. "are you concussed? She asked and pulled up her stethoscope to her ears. She then lowered her head and began to stare at Heather's chest. She leaned forward so that her face was close to Heather's and stared blankly into the girl's face. Her hand then pushed into Heather's breast as she pushed against it with the cold stethoscope and began to rub it against Heather's boob where the girl's nipple was.

Chesna then let out a sigh. "I don't... uhhhh... that girl got tired of yelling and... took me home.." Chesna said blinking slowly. "She couldn't handle me and now... She wants to live with me..." Chesna looked at Heather's lips as she spoke. Her pussy began to throb and drool. It was hard to resist ravaging her right there.

"Was it that big of ... a deal?" She asked hoping the conversation would keep her from doing anything more than she was already doing without realizing it.

"Nn.." Heather looked down at the blood pressure device as she tightened it, feeling the beat of her blood pumping in her arm. She let out a sigh before she heard Chesna's next question, causing Heather to think a bit before shaking her head. "I...don't really think so. Nothing like that." Heather said without 100% certainty before Chesna would lean into her like she did, her face quite close, causing Heather to blink a couple times. Feeling the cold stethoscope push against her breast, starting to rub against her nipple, Heather winced a bit, shivering a little and blushing.

"Is...are you sure that..." Heather felt it seemed a little odd, and the feeling it was giving her she wanted to shake off right away, but as Chesna went on, she had to respond to her words. "A-aah really?...That's...different...w-well glad that nothing happened.." She let out, still wincing a bit.

"Y..Yes it was! I-I mean after all you did f-for me..for Clyde...I didn't want th-that to be how I repaid you."

"Hmmm..." Chesna said as she slowly pulled away the stethoscope, looking down at the girl's breast as her fingers dragged along it. She listened to Heather's words and her ear twitched a little bit. Things had happened. They just hadn't gone how Kelly had wanted them to. Chesna hadn't done anything different with the blonde but it seemed like Heather was still concerned even though Chesna hadn't spoken to her in a while.

"Well..." Chesna said as she turned her head slightly and reached for another instrument. "If you were going to repay me. Then how would you do it?" Her tone was flat, almost apathetic sounding. But still, deep inside her the interest was beginning to bubble over. She pulled out a little light and affixed a small bit of plastic to it and then leaned forward as she almost drug her lips over Heather's cheek before pushing the light into Heather's ear and looking into it. Her soft breath from her open mouth gently rolling against Heather's face, ear and neck.

"Ah.." Heather would twitch and writhe around just a bit as she felt Chesna drag her fingers along her breast. She couldn't help but blush a little at t he feeling, but she was sure that Chesna knew what she was doing. This was the doctor who saved both her and Clyde once back then, it was someone who Heather felt was an excellent doctor, not knowing much of anything about her past that other than her getting those samples that she got from her that one time.

"Uh..h-how would I do it?" Heather let out before she would see Chesna get out another tool, seeing her lean forward as she did, Heather blushing as Chesna's lips were nearly touching her cheek, feeling her breath roll against her like that. "I..I don't know I mean..I'd owe you. Im not sure what I could do to return something that big but I..would have eventually thought of something..I tried to come save you from Kelly but..it didn't..quite work out..but y-you're ok so.."

Chesna blinked as she looked into the device and checked Heather's ear. She then pulled it away as she listened to Heather's words. She slid her body back around to face Heather once more. Her lips brushing against her cheek until she was close enough that their lips were barely not touching.

"Anything that girl could do..." She said and then sighed. "Would be nothing compared to what I've already been through. What I still go through..." She suggested and then lifted her head. "I'm not looking for you to repay me... I just ... am curious what you would do if you were going to..."

Chesna's hand then went down and slid along Heather's thigh. "I may need another sample." She suggested with an apathetic tone. "It's the best way to check to see how healthy you really are..."

Heather was getting more and more nervous, her blush developing quite a bit as Chesna's lips would brush against her cheek before being right over her own lips. Heather blinked a couple of times as she stared up at her, a little stunned.

"Um Im...sorry to hear that.." Heather let out, trying to battle her nervousness and blush as she heard Chesna's words, actually feeling quite bad about them. "I mean if..there's a way I can help.." She continued before Chesna asked her what she did again, causing Heather to shake her head. "Im..sorry I cant really think specifically right now. A-anything that you think would be good enough really I guess."

"...What??" Heather let out, struggling a little as much as she could with her incredible sore body as she felt Chesna's hand slide along her thigh. "C-c-can't you just..get a blood sample o-or something??"

"Anything... I can think of..." Chesna repeated the words atonally with no question behind it. "I'll keep that in mind." She added. "Chesna turned and looked at Heather as her fingers curled up to start pulling up the gown to reveal Heather's legs. "A blood sample hurts. This kind feels good. Are you sure that you would rather have the blood sample?"

Chesna's finger then slid over and pushed onto Heather's nipple, seeing if it was hard. "What does your body say?" She asked with a monotone voice. "You can think of what you might do to repay me while I am getting the sample. I am actually very curious but if you can't, then I have something in mind."