Threaten Cassandra with bodily harm
From Create Your Own Story
"I realize I'm not a big hulking guy, but my bet is that I can still hurt you pretty badly," you say.
"So it's like that?" She says. She sighs softly, then looks at Melanie. "Is that how she got like that?"
"Stop asking questions and take off your clothes," you demand.
Cassandra sighs again, then reaches down and takes hold of her soaking wet scrub top. She pulls it up over her head to reveal two massively large breasts tucked into a black lacy bra. She waits to see if maybe you'll change your mind, then pulls off her scrub pants. Beneath those are a matching black set of lacy panties. "You're an awful human being," she says, as she reaches behind her back to unhook her bra, her green eyes staring holes in yours.
"I know," you say, watching as she frees her breasts. They're magnificent. Obviously fake, but well sculpted. Each is topped with an areola about the size of a half dollar, and delightfully pinkish. She yanks down her panties to reveal she's completely shaved. Or waxed. The lips of her vulva were a bit thicker than you'd prefer, and maybe a little beat up, but them's the breaks kids.
"What now?" She asks.
