Katy edged forward, and gently closed the door behind her. She crept ever closer to the sleeping woman & looked at her. The paramedic was in her 30s, blonde hair pulled back severely and fastened with a hair tie. She had minimal make up on and was quite pretty, Katy thought, only spoiled slightly by her head lolling to one side with drool dangling from her mouth. The snores were also very impressive.
Katy glanced with delight at her uniform. She loved to borrow clothes, the more unusual the better, but she had never had the chance to take something like this before. She nudged the woman's foot, which was resting on a table, to see if there was any reaction. If she woke up, Katy could just say she was looking for directions. But there was nothing, Katy pushed it a little harder but it didn't even stop the snoring. Katy lifted up a foot and went to undo the laces of the boot. To her surprise and delight though, she could see a zipper on the side of the boot which stretched the whole length. She carefully unzipped it and gently removed the footwear, cringing as she did so. But there was no reaction from the sleeping woman. She lifted the other foot and performed the same routine, placing the boots on the floor. Now she looked hungrily at the jumpsuit. The paramedic had already unzipped the top of the suit, which was open to reveal a white t-shirt beneath. Katy walked behind the chair the woman was sleeping in and gently pushed her forward. The snoring briefly stopped and she froze but after a few seconds the rhythm resumed and she gently eased the suit off the woman's shoulders, helped by the short sleeves. But how to get it out from under her?
Katy thought of just pulling it, like the magician's trick with a table cloth and wineglasses but that seemed very risky. But what else could she do? She returned to the end of the table and looked at the woman's feet. A thought came to her. She took hold of the bottoms of each pant leg and held them with one hand. With the other she gently tickled the woman's foot. The paramedic groaned and turned from left and right back and fore. As she did so, Katy gave a gentle pull. The jumpsuit slid down slightly. Almost holding her breath, Katy waited for the woman to settle again and after what she hoped was a minute, timed by listening to the TV show that was playing, she repeated the same trick. After the fourth time and with her heart beating so hard it felt like it would burst, the suit came free. Katy gleefully held it close to herself staring at her prize. She suddenly remembered its previous owner though and knew if she felt the cold she would soon wake up. Glancing around, Katy spotted a blanket on the chair and covered her victim who remained blissfully sleeping. Katy smiled, now for the fun part.
Moving away from sleeping beauty, she quickly slipped out of her coat and kicked off her stolen Chanel flats. She unfurled the jumpsuit before her and stepped into it, right leg, left leg then pulled it up. She slipped each arm into the sleeves then pulled it over her shoulders and zippered up the front about half way. With her white vest top showing she was confident it would look like the t-shirt the real paramedic wore underneath. As she looked down at the blue suit with its fluorescent strips, though, she felt a little disappointed. The legs were far too long and the waist far too baggy. She frowned a little. At least the legs were easy to solve. Returning to the sleeping woman, Katy pulled back the blanket and carefully removed the long white sport socks the paramedic wore on each foot. The woman stirred a little but did not wake. Then bending down, Katy rolled up the bottom of each pant leg until it was the right length then slipped on the sock tucking them over the legs to hold them in place. Finally she slipped her feet into her newly acquired boots and zipped up the sides. The boots were closer to knee length on her as opposed to calf length on their former owner but Katy liked the look, and the rolled up legs helped the too large boots fit her better as well. She smiled at the improvised solution.
The waist was more awkward though and she struggled to think of any solution. Suddenly, it hit her though, the real paramedic was no bigger than she was and surely very few women would ever willingly dress in such an unflattering outfit. She moved back over to the chair and glanced around. On a neighboring chair she saw it, a black military style nylon belt, that the paramedic must have discarded there when getting comfortable. She happily grabbed the belt and wrapped it round her waist then cinched it tight. Much better! She had noticed a fluorescent yellow jacket hanging on the rear of a door and a medic's bag next to it. She slipped on the jacket, leaving it open and then tucked her coat and especially her Chanel shoes into the bag - there was no way she was leaving them behind. Removing the jacket from the back of the door had revealed a full length mirror and a glance showed something she had forgotten. Katy returned to her sleeping victim and oh so carefully removed her hair tie. She pulled her own hair into as tight a ponytail as she could then fixed it in place. Picking up the medic bag she looked in the mirror again. A young but very professional looking paramedic stared back. The glee she felt at the sight caused Katy to laugh out loud which in turn made the sleeping woman stir, so Katy quickly stepped out into the hallway.
She decided to -
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