"Amber if you could have a seat please." The voice said over the intercom. She struck a intimidating figure. Her chest had always been the envy of every girl she came across, standing perky and full at E cups with cleavage spilling invitingly over the top of her tight bra and top. She wore a modest skirt and a light button up sweater. However, what ever Amber wore she made it look like it was meant for a stripper.
Her hips flared out after a nice, tight waist and her ass of great note value as well. Maybe not quite as impressive as her bust, her butt was plump and round. In yoga pants, her butt looked like two soft pillows begging to be squeezed and played with.
In the room where she stood there was a simple looking chair in the middle, with a small table next to it. She walked over, her hips swaying unintentionally seductively, to the chair and sat down. "Very good" the monotone voice said from a speaker in the ceiling.
"Would you now please place the electrodes on the table to your right onto yourself."
Amber picked up one of the rectangular gray electrodes with the wire attached. Her confused expression prompted the voice to clarify.
"Place the pad on your chest, four inches below your collarbone." Amber did as she was told, placing it four inches from her collarbone and at the beginning of her breasts, only a couple inches above her nipple.