Watching as the person stepped inside before gently closing the door behind you was, indeed, a female.
But she was a cheetah!
Walking like a normal person, she sha-shayed across the the room wearing a skimpy nurse outfit that both clung to her heavenly figure, but also strained to hide all that it covered from prying eyes.
Looking to her, you guessed she was around her mid twenties to thirties in human age, a sleek figure of a hourglass.
Watching her bend over at a cabinent, you had a sleek peek of her white with pink stripes pantire under her short skirt, that did little to hide her bubble bottom underneath as her tail raised the hem of her skirt slightly, as if trying to entice you to continue watching.
Seeing her stand back up, she turned to you and became surprised seeing you awake.
Looking closely, you noticed her top only managed to cover her generous bust, of what you guessed was a F-cup, leaving her slender waist exposed for all to see.
Just below her neckline, you spotted pink lace of what you could only guess was her bra, seeing she left the top few buttons undone.
Looking to her left breast, you notice she had no name tag or I.D. badge to help identify her.
Seeing you up, she began to advance toward you with a sensual sway of her hips, her tail swinging behind her in time of her stride.
Reaching you, she...
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