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Chapter 9
"Help! There's an emergency! Oh my God, please help!" Shiori Shouted, her footsteps and voice echoing into the marble-tiled lobby.

She'd thought correctly; only one security guard remained at the entrance due to Tanaka's incredible work.

The guard stood, as Shiori came into view. "Ma'am?! You can't be out here, ma'am!"

"Please!" Shiori demanded, circling behind the glass desk that held a half-dozen monitors depicting alternating footage of the grounds and facilities in black and white. She hurled her body into his, gazing up at the man's shocked expression. "Please stay with me, I don't want to go back there!"

"Ma'am, we have to return you..."

"NO!" Shiori shouted louder than she meant to, checking down the hall to make sure no one had followed. She turned back to the guard, head lowered, eyes looking straight up, a puppy-dog expression pouring off her.

"I came here because I..." she threw in some mock hesitation.
"I wanted to see you. I knew you could protect me."
"Ma'am, I'm not sure who you think I am..."

Shiori reached up to grab his lapel, stopping his words from sputtering out, which she'd been pretty successful at by this point.

"I remember your face....your body. You wanted to watch me take off my robe in my room, remember?"

"I....I was just doing my job, ma'am, is there an emergency?..."
"And you did do you job!" Shiori interrupted, " And you were very good."

Shiori pulled in on the man's lapels, slightly drawing him closer, masking her full strength, but making sure he knew she was capable of getting what she wanted.

"The doctor....she gets to watch us, all the time. I know all about it," Shiori responded to the man's stunned expression, as she noticed him glance back at the monitors.

"And if I didn't know any better....I'd say there may even be other people who get to have their eyes on us..."

The guard was silent. And that was exactly what Shiori wanted. She released his lapels gently, slowly stepping back twice before whispering on an exhale, "You wanted to see some of it up close?"

"Ma'am, I have not..."
"Sshh..." Shiori hissed.
Her hands collected the fabric at the hem of her shirt, lifting slightly to reveal her flexed abdominals.

"Now...sometimes I feel frightened that the doctor sees so much of us. Even when we're sleeping...isn't that sick, officer?"

The guard's gaze flicked between Shiori's grip on her shirt, and the brunette's grey eyes, heavily lidded, staring back at him.

"It...it could be...If you feel uncomfortable."
"Exactly!" Shiori said with an enthusiastic exhale. "And you'd like me to feel comfortable, right? I mean....I feel comfortable with you, here. Right now."

She lifted at the material, pulling the shirt over her head, and gently dropping it on the glass desk.
Shiori's hand hovered delicately over the discarded shirt as she turned to look back at the guard.
"I wish there was a way, officer....for us to make sure she couldn't see us sleeping. It keeps me up at night, ya know?"
"I can understand that...miss..." the guard stutturded and gulped as he looked over Shiori's sculpted body.

"Good....and I just don't think I'm smart enough to figure out a way around it....ya know?" Shiori hooked her thumbs in her waistband, slightly revealing the top of her panties.
"Yes..." The guard continued to look.

Shiori was concerned that she'd broken the man, so she decided to be a little more direct.
She rushed directly to the man's body, grabbed his wrist and placed his hand directly onto her ass, her own hand pressed against his to make sure it remained there.

"You feel this?"
The guard exhaled, heavily, closing his eyes.
"Answer me."
"Y...yes..."

"Good. Now, what you're feeling there, that ass you can barely get your hand around? That's brand new. The doctor's magic work, officer, and I'm still a growing girl. But, in order for there to be more, I need my privacy, do you understand? Especially at night."

"Yes...yes.." The guard stuttered again.
"Yes, you understand?"
"....Yes..."

Shiori sighed, releasing his hand, watching him step slightly back and stumbling onto his char.

"Now....what can we do, officer? These beautiful displays must be good for something."
"I...." The man cleared his throat. "I have control over the system from here....I could...." he paused.
"Tell me what you could do, sir." Shiori smiled wickedly at him.
"I could loop it." He blurted out, finally.
"Ohhh...what does that mean?"
"I could just make sure the recording pauses at a certain time, and the last frame recorded would continue to be displayed until you resumed recording. The live feed works in tandem with the record function, so even to someone observing it live, it would seem like you were fast asleep."

"And every other patient, as well?"
"Sh....sure."
"Wow, well that all sounds very complicated. Do you think you could do that for me?"
"Of course...Ms...?"
"Ma'am, is fine" Shiori smiled as she strode over to the guard, clutching his shoulders and forcing him to sit in the chair beneath him. Once he was seated, Shiori whipped a toned, shapely leg over his lap and straddled him.

"And one last thing, officer." She pulled her sports bra over her head, baring her pale, but flushed chest to him.

Her back arched as she simultaneously pressed her bosom closer to the man's face.

"I want to make sure you have a front row seat to what I become. So in order to make sure I grow big and strong, I need you to make sure this happens every night? Ok? I don't want to have to come back here and scold you. And believe me, I'll know if you switch it back. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Goood" she drawled, as she turned her head back to the monitors.
"So...do it. Right now. I want to watch." Shiori giggled as she wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

The man's hands worked quickly, despite his awkard posture, wrapped around Shiori's torso.

Shiori was amazed at how easily she switched into this persona. In fact she began to feel excited, despite not finding the man beneath her to be very attractive. She felt strong; in control, as a heat began to collect between her legs, and a slow, subtle wetness.

Shiori ground her hips into the man's thigh, pushing his chest back into the chair, forcing him to take a break from the computer.

"Do you feel me?"
"Yes..." the man breathed, now getting excited himself.
"It's for you. And you'll get it, once I get what I need. Understand?"
"Yes..."
"Wonderful. You're very smart, officer. Now finish up, and I'll head back to my lonely room." She finished with a pout.

Description
Chapter 9
"Help! There's an emergency! Oh my God, please help!" Shiori Shouted, her footsteps and voice echoing into the marble-tiled lobby.

She'd thought correctly; only one security guard remained at the entrance due to Tanaka's incredible work.

The guard stood, as Shiori came into view. "Ma'am?! You can't be out here, ma'am!"

"Please!" Shiori demanded, circling behind the glass desk that held a half-dozen monitors depicting alternating footage of the grounds and facilities in black and white. She hurled her body into his, gazing up at the man's shocked expression. "Please stay with me, I don't want to go back there!"

"Ma'am, we have to return you..."

"NO!" Shiori shouted louder than she meant to, checking down the hall to make sure no one had followed. She turned back to the guard, head lowered, eyes looking straight up, a puppy-dog expression pouring off her.

"I came here because I..." she threw in some mock hesitation.
"I wanted to see you. I knew you could protect me."
"Ma'am, I'm not sure who you think I am..."

Shiori reached up to grab his lapel, stopping his words from sputtering out, which she'd been pretty successful at by this point.

"I remember your face....your body. You wanted to watch me take off my robe in my room, remember?"

"I....I was just doing my job, ma'am, is there an emergency?..."
"And you did do you job!" Shiori interrupted, " And you were very good."

Shiori pulled in on the man's lapels, slightly drawing him closer, masking her full strength, but making sure he knew she was capable of getting what she wanted.

"The doctor....she gets to watch us, all the time. I know all about it," Shiori responded to the man's stunned expression, as she noticed him glance back at the monitors.

"And if I didn't know any better....I'd say there may even be other people who get to have their eyes on us..."

The guard was silent. And that was exactly what Shiori wanted. She released his lapels gently, slowly stepping back twice before whispering on an exhale, "You wanted to see some of it up close?"

"Ma'am, I have not..."
"Sshh..." Shiori hissed.
Her hands collected the fabric at the hem of her shirt, lifting slightly to reveal her flexed abdominals.

"Now...sometimes I feel frightened that the doctor sees so much of us. Even when we're sleeping...isn't that sick, officer?"

The guard's gaze flicked between Shiori's grip on her shirt, and the brunette's grey eyes, heavily lidded, staring back at him.

"It...it could be...If you feel uncomfortable."
"Exactly!" Shiori said with an enthusiastic exhale. "And you'd like me to feel comfortable, right? I mean....I feel comfortable with you, here. Right now."

She lifted at the material, pulling the shirt over her head, and gently dropping it on the glass desk.
Shiori's hand hovered delicately over the discarded shirt as she turned to look back at the guard.
"I wish there was a way, officer....for us to make sure she couldn't see us sleeping. It keeps me up at night, ya know?"
"I can understand that...miss..." the guard stutturded and gulped as he looked over Shiori's sculpted body.

"Good....and I just don't think I'm smart enough to figure out a way around it....ya know?" Shiori hooked her thumbs in her waistband, slightly revealing the top of her panties.
"Yes..." The guard continued to look.

Shiori was concerned that she'd broken the man, so she decided to be a little more direct.
She rushed directly to the man's body, grabbed his wrist and placed his hand directly onto her ass, her own hand pressed against his to make sure it remained there.

"You feel this?"
The guard exhaled, heavily, closing his eyes.
"Answer me."
"Y...yes..."

"Good. Now, what you're feeling there, that ass you can barely get your hand around? That's brand new. The doctor's magic work, officer, and I'm still a growing girl. But, in order for there to be more, I need my privacy, do you understand? Especially at night."

"Yes...yes.." The guard stuttered again.
"Yes, you understand?"
"....Yes..."

Shiori sighed, releasing his hand, watching him step slightly back and stumbling onto his char.

"Now....what can we do, officer? These beautiful displays must be good for something."
"I...." The man cleared his throat. "I have control over the system from here....I could...." he paused.
"Tell me what you could do, sir." Shiori smiled wickedly at him.
"I could loop it." He blurted out, finally.
"Ohhh...what does that mean?"
"I could just make sure the recording pauses at a certain time, and the last frame recorded would continue to be displayed until you resumed recording. The live feed works in tandem with the record function, so even to someone observing it live, it would seem like you were fast asleep."

"And every other patient, as well?"
"Sh....sure."
"Wow, well that all sounds very complicated. Do you think you could do that for me?"
"Of course...Ms...?"
"Ma'am, is fine" Shiori smiled as she strode over to the guard, clutching his shoulders and forcing him to sit in the chair beneath him. Once he was seated, Shiori whipped a toned, shapely leg over his lap and straddled him.

"And one last thing, officer." She pulled her sports bra over her head, baring her pale, but flushed chest to him.

Her back arched as she simultaneously pressed her bosom closer to the man's face.

"I want to make sure you have a front row seat to what I become. So in order to make sure I grow big and strong, I need you to make sure this happens every night? Ok? I don't want to have to come back here and scold you. And believe me, I'll know if you switch it back. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Goood" she drawled, as she turned her head back to the monitors.
"So...do it. Right now. I want to watch." Shiori giggled as she wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

The man's hands worked quickly, despite his awkard posture, wrapped around Shiori's torso.

Shiori was amazed at how easily she switched into this persona. In fact she began to feel excited, despite not finding the man beneath her to be very attractive. She felt strong; in control, as a heat began to collect between her legs, and a slow, subtle wetness.

Shiori ground her hips into the man's thigh, pushing his chest back into the chair, forcing him to take a break from the computer.

"Do you feel me?"
"Yes..." the man breathed, now getting excited himself.
"It's for you. And you'll get it, once I get what I need. Understand?"
"Yes..."
"Wonderful. You're very smart, officer. Now finish up, and I'll head back to my lonely room." She finished with a pout.