Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Quarter/Candy sex/Manipulate/Ignore

You have a slight grin as you are shutting off the feed from the bathroom. You stand up and approach the door quietly, and then slowly turn the door knob. When you are cracking the door open, she has thrust her hips farther forward and seems to be playing with her breasts while looking straight down at them... no, you realize what she's doing. She's not playing with them, she's trying to shove her shirt down in the middle while pushing her breasts to either side. Her breasts are literally too large for her to see her own pussy over them without tilting her body at an angle and fighting down her breasts to create a gap.

Well, as fun as it would be to watch from here, it wouldn't exactly look so good if she caught you just watching her, so you decide to announce your presence. "Candy?"

"Eeek!" She screeches and jumps up from the toilet. Her skirt flips down to cover her genitals, but her underwear are still around her knees. "Umm!" She stammers and tries to walk toward you, only to have her knees bound up. She winds up falling straight into you. You steady her, helping her back onto her feet. "Umm... I'm sorry!" She says. "Wait! What are you doing in here!?"

"Well, you were taking an expiramental sleeping drug." You tell her. "The real reason you are in here is actually because Dr. Hartell asked me to watch you just in case something went wrong. I was afraid you might have fallen asleep on the toilet."

"Ok, well... you didn't HAVE to come in that quiet!" She accuses you. Seems she still has enough of her wit about her to realize what you were doing, but maybe there's also just enough of it gone for you to use this for a chance? She takes a few steps distance from you and squats down, she seems to be making some blind grabs for her underwear, trying to feel for them with her finger-tips, and eventually finds them and pulls them up. Her breasts seriously are blocking her view of her own lower body.

Well then, now's the time to plant an idea in her head at the very least. "Anyway, were you trying to see your privates? Check if you got them clean properly?" You decide to give her an out for her masturbating at the same time as creating an opening for yourself.

"Ahh! Umm... yeah! That's what I was doing!" She says.

"Well, that's not good for you to pull your underwear up now then, is it?" You ask her. "You might get them messy. Here, come out and let me help make sure you're clean."

"What!?" She asks.

"It's fine." You tell her. "Remember? I see girl's privates all the time and help to clean their privates when they have a diaper punishment."

"What!? But... no! That's just to shame them when they have done something wrong!" She seems plenty distressed, it seems like you might have made your move too soon, but if you can break down her defenses here then you might be able to push her farther once the drug actually does take effect.

"Yes, but you are also in here for a medical reason." You tell her. "You are in here to test a drug, and I am assisting Dr. Hartell. That means I'm acting like a doctor to help you right now, doctors have to see you down there as well sometimes even if it's embarrassing, right? It's also not good for you to be wet down there and making your underwear all messy. So, how about you let me help you?"

"Mmm... it would be better if I had Dr. Hartell helping me though, right? Since she's also a girl?" She relents a little, but not completely.

"Well, Dr. Hartell is busy right now, but you do have me here, and I have already told you that I see girl's privates all the time as part of my job. Even girls as old as you."

"You put girls my age in diapers!?" She responds, and her face goes bright red as she's probably imagining herself facing a diaper punishment.

"Yeah, so it's fine." You say. "No, just lay down on the changing table here and I will make sure you are clean." As you have been occupying her mind with your arguing back and forth, you have also been skillfully guiding her toward the changing table, and now she has her back pointed directly to it. She glances back over her shoulder as you sit her down on the chair-height changing table, and then you kneel down between her legs and pull down her underwear just before her butt hits the table. "Alright, I've gotta take them off completely so that I can have you spread your legs." You inform her as you pull her underwear all the way down and remove the garment from her feet, struggling to get it over her shoes. Meanwhile, Candy just stays silent, apparently haven frozen up a little over the situation. "Are you alright?" You ask her.

"Uhh... yeah, I'm Ok. Can you just hurry up?"

Seems like she is just a little embarrassed, not as frightened as you had initially feared. That's good. You can still milk this.

• Just give her a few wipes and strike up a normal seeming conversation
• Suggest getting a mirror so you can show her what her privates look like Request --Notsooldpervert (talk) 00:42, 9 January 2020 (CET)
• Masturbate her with the wipes until the drug has circulated through her system and you can take even greater advantage of her
• Take advantage of her inability to see her lower body to sneak your penis into her pussy