Having finished the waiting room and the ward, your hunger is in no way assuaged. Your primal urges are still far from satiated, and so you reach forward and cup your hands around her exposed breasts.

She pulls at a robe hanging on the wall as you move into her, pressing your nude body against hers. She struggles with it as you start squeezing her breasts and moving your hands up and down her torso sides, making it difficult for her to manage to get the robe off the hook. "Ah, damnit," she says, still not facing you as you feel up her body, "I was hoping I wouldn't get caught eaten at this place several times in a row. The nurse's office is--AAAAH!--it's a fricken, it's, uh, ahhh, vicious, oooph, cycle, you get caught, ooooooooooooh," she just says as you rub and caress her body in ways she seems to really like. You shove your form against hers, sandwiching her against the wall as you kiss her face indiscriminately, aiming for her lips but content to repeatedly peck at whatever spot of her face is closest to your mouth. You eventually steady her head with your hands and make square attempts on her kisser. Between frenching dives, you hear her really try to keep talking for some reason, catching words like "infirmary", "spawn camping", and "Beijing traffic jam". It's almost ludicrous how uninterested she's trying to act, as if she'll bore you as her way out of your rape and predation. But finally, her hands are clamped between your thighs, and she fingers you as you continue engaging her orally, swapping so much spit.

You feel her starting to get into it, and she finally pushes back. Not pushing back like shoving you away, but she moves into the make-out, rubs her own body against yours, and lets herself really enjoy it. Her hands go to your breasts, and she begins to feel you up in return to all of what you've done already.

You decide that that's as much as you need, so you move your hands to her hips, lift her up, and engulf her entirety headfirst in less than a second. Her nipples pleasantly slide against your tongue in that brief moment, and you just the slightest bit more happy when she lands in your stomach.

The chamber door slides open, and three guys fall out, tripping over the slight ridge at the bottom of the doorway that you are supposed to step over. The mobiles spun while you fooled around with the girl, so you don't know which color they were associated with. Ah, well, you're too hungry to really investigate how the machine works anyway.