Overwatch ENF: Doctor Knows Best | By : Meowshi Category: +M through R > Overwatch Views: 840 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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After the intense throbbing in her nipple subsided, Symmetra attempted to compose herself. However, Moira, who seemed to lack an understanding of personal boundaries, proceeded to run a clawed finger underneath her armpit. When the geneticist withdrew her finger, it was sticky and damp.
“Your perspiration response seems to be functioning well despite your illness,” Moira said as she brought the finger up to her nose, “But we need to be sure. We’re going to need you to perform some physical activities to evaluate how your condition might have affected your cardiovascular health, muscular strength, coordination, and range of motion.”
Moira helped Symmetra to her feet and then instructed her to start marching in place.
Symmetra’s eyes flashed and she wondered, not for the first time, if Vishkar's lawyers were good enough to get her off of a murder charge.
Still, she began to unenthusiastically step in place. Even the light movements were painful, as the rash covering Symmetra’s toned body flared agonizingly.
“You’re going to have to do better than that, dear,” Moira purred from her side.
The Indian woman clenched her teeth and intensified her movements, determined to push through the stinging sensations shooting through her legs with every lift. As her movements became more vigorous and her legs kicked higher, the students were treated to their first sight of the lips of her vulva, which poked out beneath the dense blanket of pubic hair she maintained.
Moira then instructed her to start doing jumping jacks. Symmetra glowered; she did not appreciate being ordered around like some child in gym class. But she complied, jumping up and down while rhythmically extending her arms up over her head and back down to her sides. The exercise caused her breasts and ass to wobble obscenely, and she broke out in beads of sweat before she could complete even a single full set. She collapsed on the floor, her stomach heaving and sweat puddling off of her.
“It would seem that your illness has hindered your energy levels to a worrying degree,” Moira announced, though Symmetra was too exhausted to hear her.
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