The Rescue Mission

No sooner are the words out of Alice's mouth than she realizes what a mistake she's made. In trying to keep the secret of her furred cheeks, she's put herself into an even more compromising position. After all, how can Eris consult Alice on her skin when 95% of it is covered in fluffy brown fur?

Eris startles a bit at the suggestion, but shrugs amiably. "Sure, why not? Well, if the rest of your skin is like your hands and feet, it'll be a quick consultation, but to offer a skin evaluation fully, and to commence any relevant treatments, I'll need you to change into a spa gown." She hands Alice a pristine satin gown and shows her to a changing room. "Come out as soon as you are ready."

Alice steps into the changing room and unfolds the gown. it's got no sleeves, and ends above the knees, closing in front with a single sash. Clearly meant to give access to as much of a client's skin as possible. She sighs and looks at her phone. Maybe Ami's already done, and she can just leave. She fires off a quick text. 'Done?'

A few seconds slowly tick by before the response comes. 'No. And don't text me again. I need to concentrate. I will let you know."

Alice bites her lip in consternation and looks down at the robe. Time to choose.