Rangiku Matsumoto/Felicia Night - Rudimentary Check-Up

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Rangiku knew perhaps more than most, that in situations like this, what she did to Felicia was perhaps just as equally important as how she responded to Felicia's actions. When the busty cosplayer shoved against her, making her giant breasts rise and stretch the fabric of her top, Rangiku didn't react at all. If anything, she wanted to suggest that more would needed to be done to while up this particular beauty in response. She certainly didn't mind the feeling of course. Even more so given that her spectacular cleavage was even more so in Felicia's face.

Stifling a smile as she watched Felicia's mild blush at the stretching of her blouse, relaxing against her slowly as the beauty leaned back in her chair, Rangiku played the part further of a woman listening intently. "Hmmm...yes...Ahh...Hmm..." Throwing her plethora of standard, actually uninterested responses as her mind now shifted to the aforementioned jumping jacks with Felicia clad in that mentioned sports bra, Rangiku's smile finally grew again as this time the beauty could not force her eyes away from her bra.

"Yes...very familiar indeed.." Smirking, with a lowly laughter behind it, Rangiku would turn a shade more playful; giving something of a teaser of the imagined sports-bra clad ginger, by lowering her upper body then raising it, making her giant breasts jiggle.

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Felicia was certain that the doctor was egging her on. Was this part of the physical exam? Had she not read her contract properly? Whatever the answer was, only one thing was for certain: Rangiku was trying her hardest to turn Felicia on and it was working rather well. Her own pushing back with her breasts had managed to push the ginger's pair up dangerously close to Felicia's face and it had taken every ounce of restraint for her not to act instinctively and bury her face in them or reach up for the buttons to set them free.

As her face turned down to see an eyeful of cleavage and Rangiku gave yet another disinterested response, it all clicked for Felicia. It was abundantly clear to the cosplayer that her ginger physician had long since left behind any desire to actually check her vitals and had instead become more interested in her vulnerable assets. Perhaps she could use that to meet her own desires, which had likely arisen as a result of her doctor's examination.

The silver-haired beauty raised her head just in time to see the full extent of Dr. Matsumoto's jiggling breasts, which continued her red blush, especially as those bouncing captives rubbed against her own. She couldn't let that throw her off, though as her hands would snake their way towards the ginger woman's thighs. "Would I be right in guessing," she cracked a smile as her hand slowly and subtly danced her fingers along those thighs, "that since you just asked me about my exercise routine, that you would like a demonstration?" She would lean forward so as to once more mushroom their ample titflesh under their clothing and lowered her voice to a more airy tone, "Or perhaps you want to check how healthy my heartbeat and breathing are?"

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Unsurprising for one such as Rangiku, was the fact that the ginger doctor rarely had a plan when going about these things. She'd make things up on the fly; throwing out whatever jargon she could to appear professional and scheming, whilst at the same time rubbing down every inch of her patients body. Felicia was no different. And there was a lot to rub down.

Briefly brushing her hair back again, eyes up as if the entire thing was the definition of nonchalant to the ginger beauty, Rangiku would withhold her eyes from growing wide as the cos-player spoke out, giving her more and more ideas. Right now, seeing the girl exercise was definitely top priority. There'd be time to check the beating heart in her thick chest after, she figured.

"You would be right...Go about it how you'd like..." Rangiku'd grin, bringing a elbow and resting it on Felicia's shoulder, to put a hand underneath her chin. She was somewhat keen to see how Felicia would exercise, given the ginger doctor had only made herself all the more comfortable atop her lap, to say the least.

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Felicia couldn't help but grin back at Rangiku as she leaned in, resting an elbow on her shoulder and provoked Felicia to give her a demonstration of her workout routine. She had hoped that the doctor would get off of her lap so that she could stand up, but the redhead made no such effort. Weightlifting it was then. She giggled a bit as her grin turned into a coy smile. She didn't want to give the good "doctor" a chance to dismount if she was going to get so close.

"As you wish," she replied as her left hand slowly made its way under Dr. Matsumoto's thigh and her right snaked around the doctor's waist. "Hold on tight," she said once she was certain that she had a good grip. The cosplayer would use her shapely thighs' strength to stand them up as she proceeded to lift the doctor up, being sure to squeeze her body tight and once again forcing their breasts to press into each other. Felicia was certain that she felt a button go this time thanks to the mushrooming, causing her face to turn red once more. Her legs would stumble forward a bit before she balanced out and got a steady stance. Hopefully, Rangiku took her advice and had clamped on tight. Otherwise, she was bound to drop the woman on her back before she even got around to doing some squats. Had she been an opponent, Felicia would have gladly slammed her into the floor and proceed to lay on her without a care, but this was an examination.

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Rangiku didn't know what she expected. The only thing the ginger beauty knew that she was not moving atop her bouncy perch. Not unless she was given a good reason to. Oddly enough, she wouldn't be forced from it at all; if anything, her position was improved greatly!

Thigh and back gripped both, Rangiku turned her head with a lowly, curious hum as if to see where those hands were going, before as quickly as she could blink, she was in the air and being pressed rather firmly!

"Ooophh.." She'd purr, purely in delight, albeit with her best attempts to sell the moment as pure curiosity for her. A feat not at all aided by the fact her thick bust was beginning to stiffen from both the contact, and power of the figure in question. For a change opting to do as told, her thick thighs snaking only slightly as her hands latched to those shoulders, Rangiku would soon be reduced to nothing but a squat weight. Her big bust mushrooming upwards then returning to normal with each lowering of Felicia's frame, every time the cosplayer crouched she'd find herself closer and closer to being smothered. Not that Rangiku would lock in said smother outright, not yet at least. Nothing was going to interrupt this bliss!

"Very...very impressive..." She'd smirk, trying to hide the fact her tongue had extended to lick upon her own lips in delight, as she tried to play the part of observer now and nothing more.

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Felicia's face was a deep red blush as she carried Rangiku forward from the chair both in strain and in a bit of lust. She had carried women in a similar position before multiple times as she needed to keep her leg strength strong for her Rack Drop finisher, but never had she carried a woman so top heavy so high up on herself. The cosplayer could feel the doctor's titflesh on her chin as they pressed into each other and mushroomed. Part of her, as she took that first squat, wanted to just tilt her face down and bury it, but she knew by the way Rangiku had been egging her on that she'd enjoy that too much.

Her face was just a bit too covered to make any smart remarks, just warm breathing that was sure to make the ginger physician's cleavage glisten. She came up from that squat and felt what she assumed was a second button go on her shirt. At this point the blouse was a lost cause, probably so was this physical exam. She would be sure to just take the shirt off once Dr. Matsumoto relinquished herself from her body. Perhaps that would get the ginger temptress to be a little more forthright with her intentions here. Squat number two, Felicia decided to be a little more proactive though and moved the less supportive hand sneaking past the waistband of Rangiku's skirt to get a feel for her physician's rear's physical fitness.

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Rangiku, ever the master of casual oogling, even found herself struggling to keep her eyes from that extremely exposed bosom as Felicia's large orbs gained newfound cleavage. Rangiku herself was insanely stacked, a feat often amplified via a very carefully selected bra, along with ample buttons left open. Felicia on the other hand, was extremely modest in her attire, yet one thing persisted in Rangiku's perverted mind. The fact that even with her modest attire, even one that was increasingly less so, Felicia had a bosom to match her own!

"Ooophh...Interesting..." Holding on like a child in her mothers arms, Rangiku tried her best to completely no-sell as it were that wandering hand to her ear. Failing at first, a quiver coming up her back and torso that made her frame jiggle in Felicia's arms, Rangiku would begin to tenderly rub her right leg everrrr so slowly up the cosplayers own; the base of her foot softly tickling across thigh and ankle flesh. Heart rate all the while beginning to greatly increase, as Rangiku became more and more eager to test this patient's body out!

"Very...interesting..."

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The platinum blonde could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she grabbed a handful of the ginger's firm rear through the skirt she wore. Felicia had nearly stopped mid-squat as Rangiku's wandering leg rubbed against her jeans. Part of her regretted the attire choices she had made. Even if this had been a normal physical, jeans were nothing easy to move around in and a t-shirt or a tank top would have been easier to maneuver her arms in, especially given her ample breasts. Those same breasts were breathing and dueling with her physician's own bountiful set, and Felicia was certain she could feel the sensual doctor's own heart racing through their pulsating titflesh.

Felicia continued the motions of the second squat, trying to think of a way out of her current position so that she could properly breathe and get some space to reassess the thoughts racing through her mind. It was in that moment that a thought had come to her: a way to satisfy both her desires to fully bury her face into the cleavage that was inches from her face and a way to get a bit of separation. As she went for a third squat, she leaned her face forward just enough that her nose was now touching that soft skin as her mouth emitted warm breath on them. Her legs began to feign wobbling as she blindly stumbled forward, her one hand still cupping Dr. Matsumoto's shapely rear as the other moved up her back to brace the doctor for what was about to happen. Finally, Felicia fell forward, trying to, as gently as she could manage, plant Rangiku onto her back as she feigned being dazed on top of the doctor, groggily raising her head from the cleavage to assess the damage that may have been done. "Oh my god! Are you all right?" she would quickly say as she moved her body forward so that her chest was the one closest to Rangiku's instead of the other way around as she took in deep breaths.

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Happy to hold her practically koala-like position for as long as she could, Rangiku found herself swooning somewhat in the arms of Felicia. The silver haired figure was going to be strong, and that was fact, even if she was more of a technical sort or speedy variety. But this strong? Rangiku was intrigued, and eager to find out the limits of that curvy strength. A shiver going down her back as Felicia bent her nose in a shade further, barely resisting the urge to wrap her arms and force Felicia's cheeks to meet her giant bust, a sudden miss-step by the coplayer would bring a sudden, forced ending to the erotic lift! With Rangiku somewhat too infatuated with those curves to realise it was on purpose!

"Ooophhh...!" Rangiku grunted, hitting the ground as softly as could be, with the silver haired beauty hovering her bust over her face instead!

"That...was very interesting too..." She'd moan, eyes completely lost in a bust that matched her own, as her hands hovered awkwardly on Felicia's hips, seemingly failing to tell her fingers to latch on firmly given the cheek-reddening predicament!

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The busty platinum-haired woman laid on top of her physician with several buttons of her blouse undone or popped off by her ample chest, giving Rangiku a chance to visually examine them. Her face was the darkest shade of red as her straddled position had her waist pressing into the redhead's bust a bit. Had it not been for her bra, those large breasts of hers would be pressing into Rangiku's face with every deep breath that she took.

Only a few moments had passed, and while Felicia was surprised Dr. Matsumoto hadn't gotten handsy, she was a bit impressed. Here this woman had been pressing on her all through the "examination" and had a golden opportunity to get handsy. She could feel the heat of the hands hovering on her hips. Curious as to what Rangiku would do, Felicia decided to back up a little to force the hands to at least brush against her shapely rear as she got into a sitting position on Rangiku's belly.

"I feel like such a klutz. That doesn't usually happen. Are you okay?" she asked with genuine concern before asking one more question as she straddled the redheaded beauty. "Do you want me to look at anything that may have been hurt in the fall?" she said with a slight smirk on her face.