Emily, despite her knockout physique and generally excellent athletic condition, was certainly not very sporty; sports required a modicum of coordination and acuity, things Emily lacked sorely, in fact, Emily was quite clumsy, as demonstrated by today's cafeteria accident, it was a sight seeing the buxom blonde get tripped by a bag on the ground, launching her food tray into the air and it landing square on a boy's head.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" Panicking, Emily quickly stood up and rushed to the victim of her clumsiness, who seemed quite fine despite his sorry and messy state.
The boy was a rather handsome but shy young man by the name of Mark, he was certainly well built, tall and lean, though not muscular, and somewhat boyish.
"Emily, what have you done!?" Cindy, not far behind Emily with her posse in tow, seemed quite cross with the accident Emily has caused.
"Oh, Cindy, I... Uh, I tripped..." Emily mumbled and fidgeted as she felt herself shrink before Cindy's glare.
"You silly girl! Look at what you've done to the poor boy." Cindy sighed, gesturing towards Mark, who was unsure what to do with himself with all manner of cafeteria slop covering him.
"I'm sorry..." Emily meekly apologized to Cindy, who sighed in exasperation.
"Come on, let's take you two to the nurse's office, make sure you're both fine." Cindy began walking to the cafeteria's exit.
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"Um, I'm fine really, I just-" Mark began, but Cindy wouldn't let him finish.
"Nonsense, you got hit on the head with a tray, we have to make sure you're not concussed." Cindy dismissed his hesitation lightly, and sure enough, both Mark and Emily followed along after the Dees.
The nurse was absent from the medical office, it wasn't quite so strange as it was the lunch period, she would certainly be back soon.
"Mark, right?" Cindy asked the boy who sat on one of the two beds in the sunlit room, who nodded in confirmation "Give me your shirt, I'll go wash it for you while you four wait for the nurse."
Though taken aback by Cindy's nonchalant attitude, requesting his shirt, Mark followed her orders and stripped his soiled shirt off, his torso was not built, but it had a certain lean charm to it, he handed the shirt over to Cindy, who left immediately and left him with the other two Dees and Emily in the room.
"Alright Emily, have a seat on the bed." Emily abided by Candy's order, she hopped on the bed and straightened the sheets beneath her.
Emily was wearing a nice pleated navy skirt and white tanktop, the straps of her purple bra emerging from underneath the white fabric, she gave a bright smile to Mark, who blushed as he stared at the floor.
"Alright Emily, how about you let us take a look at you before the nurse comes." Mindy put her hands on Emily's shoulders and gave them a tight squeeze.
"Oh, you know what to do? That's amazing!" Emily innocently marveled at how knowledgeable her friends were.
"Of course, don't you know that Mindy is studying to be a nurse?" Candy proudly proclaimed her friend's aptitude, who immediately got the necessary tools to perform a rudimentary check up.
"Now Emily, take your clothes off." Mindy instructed Emily naturally enough that the latter started to pull her shirt up until she caught herself.
"Mindy, do I really have to take my clothes off?" Emily asked, throwing a furtive glance towards Mark before looking back to Mindy.
"Of course, it's much easier to check on things without anything in the way." Mindy sold her performance well enough to fool Emily, but Mark was clearly incredulous at the idea, which made his reaction even better when Emily actually began to take her clothes off.
With a white shirt and jeans shorts taken off, Emily sat there in her white underwear, blushing at the idea of being seen in her underwear by a boy, it wasn't the first time it happened, but it still made her feel quite embarrassed.
Mindy began using a stethoscope to check for Emily's pulse, who could feel the cold metal pressing against her chest.
"Take a deep breath, Emily." Mindy commanded, and Emily obeyed, repeating the action multiple times as Mindy continued to tell her to inhale then exhale.
"Can you breath properly, Emily? You sound a bit restricted." Mindy asked in a concerned tone.
"I do? I feel fine..." Emily looked down at her bra clad bosoms.
"You certainly do, it's probably your bra getting in the way, you should take it off." Once again, Mindy's instructions were so confident, Emily simply wondered in amazement at how her friend could tell; it was her bra that was constricting her breathing even though she couldn't even feel a difference.
Reaching behind, Emily released her large breasts from their confinement and revealed her shapely globes and tiny pink nipples to the others, Mark was especially taken in by the magnificent breasts he was laying eyes on.
Mindy went back to checking for Emily's pulse and breathing with her stethoscope, making sure to press the cold metal against Emily's sensitive nipples, causing her to moan in pleasure and her nipples to harden.
"There, you see? You're breathing much better." Mindy looked satisfied with the imaginary results "We should check for breast cancer, so how about I teach you how, Mark?"
Mark seemed to almost choke on his own as he heard Mindy, stuttering for a while before Mindy Reassured him that it's okay.