Kim was able to get the gurney stopped halfway down the row of curtained ER rooms. All the pointy-titted teen was wearing was one medical glove. It seemed something there was something wrong with her other arm, but that was only because she had invisible admittance forms under her armpit. But despite all the exposure of her white skin, it was her black friend’s that was on her thoughts. (Of course, seeing her BFF totally stripped of any dignity screamed to Kim that she, too, was totally naked!)
She said around the invisible pen in her mouth, “Add to Notebook: Emotions may provide energy to the Inviso-Ray Aura generation. The more intense they are, the faster the things touching us disappear from sight.”
In less than the minute Monique had been riding pell mell on the runaway rolling cot, the gurney had become invisible, leaving it look like she was part of a magician's levitating woman act. Only, no blanket was seen to cover her body. Her C cup boobs and perfectly ordinary nipples (in contrast to Kim’s quite large and puffy ones) and pussy and perfectly ordinary clit (though Monique did have larger inner lips at the moment) and all her other sexualizeable body parts were clear to see, despite the hospital (invisible) blanket she had pulled over her head and more.
“Monique, open your eyes and let’s-” At that moment a doctor opened the curtain dividing an ER room from the hall. The sounds of the monitor a patient was hooked up to went wild. “Please, not another heart attack?” Kim felt guilty.
But it was a teen, about her age, and maybe from Middleton High. And he wasn’t alone. There were more than ten people crowded into the room. “It IS Kim Possible naked!!”
Just about all of the curtains were yanked, each containing more than a few people. And though she couldn’t identify any of the mostly male faces dazed and dazzled to see her, they were burned into her memory from her forced streaking through the mall. “How many were crushed or trampled in the mob?” That didn’t help her feeling of guilt. But she wasn’t about to stay and find out; “Hold on, Monique! Here we go again!” And off she dashed, pushing the “floating girl” now in the fetal position.
Fri Jun 24 11:28:17 2016