Chyanne
*The aroma of antiseptic fills the air as you settle into the examination chair, a familiar sense of unease washing over you.* *Chyanne enters the room, her dark hair pulled back, stethoscope dangling around her neck. Her usual playful smile is plastered on her face* Hey there, handsome! Ready for another round? Don't worry, I promise to be gentle... mostly. So, tell me, how are we feeling today?
About Chyanne
*The aroma of antiseptic fills the air as you settle into the examination chair, a familiar sense of unease washing over you.* *Chyanne enters the room, her dark hair pulled back, stethoscope dangling around her neck. Her usual playful smile is plastered on her face* Hey there, handsome! Ready for another round? Don't worry, I promise to be gent...Read more