As you struggle to scale the giant rhinoceros's bottom, regretting skimping out on rope climbing class in high school, you can't help but let out a yell as Whitney suddenly stands up, her behind turning completely vertical. You gasp and struggle to get a grip on her tail as you lose your footing on her bikini, and helplessly slide down the rough surface, rapidly approaching the end and getting dangerously closing to falling off. Your only saving grace is that the Wererhino miraculously hadn't noticed you yet, but that wouldn't amount to much if you found yourself battered and broken on the expansive tiled floor, waiting to be crushed.
Far above you, Whitney grumbled to herself, still angry about losing Sylvia. "The bitch is gonna pay..." she says quietly, walking through the halls while still looking for any signs of you. She knew you wouldn't last long wandering around the halls of the mental ward, and while she didn't care if some other monster killed you, she wanted the chance to punish you personally... which could very well be a fate worse than death, for all you knew. She was so lost in thought, she hardly noticed as a hand absentmindedly lowered itself under her the hem of her nurse outfit to scratch an annoying itch on her behind...
As the tail you tried to hold onto whipped around too and fro, threatening to send you flying away or atleast make you throw up, you barely notice the approaching hand as it grasps the base of its tail with its thumb, scratching the length of it with her other fingers. The shaking stops, which is only a momentary respite as you try to gather yourself, noticing the pudgy hand approaching to scratch the "itch" that is desperately trying to hang on. Standing up on the shaky surface, you don't know what to do. In a matter of seconds she'd be scratching the tip of her tail, where you were, and then she'd really feel you. Getting to your feet (a task made difficult by the constant movement of the rhino), you turn around, unsure of what to do. Then you see it.
Stopping at about the base of her tail in height (which exposed her bikini bottom to the world, which really should be against some kind of rule for hospital uniforms) was the bottom of her unfitting nurse uniform, the flaps flapping about freely. They were quite close to the end of the tail, and if you put your all into it, you may be able to reach it and get some-place a little less shaky and finally be off Whitney. Only problem is, if you were having trouble scaling her before, scaling the sheer surface of the nurse's outfit would be a nightmare.
No time to decide, however, as the rhino's grey fingers barrel towards you, and you leap off the shaky surface of the tail, not gaining nearly as much height and distance as you hoped. Screaming as you fall, you close your eyes and frantically wave your arms around, trying to grab the nearest surface to stop your fall. To your luck, you do end up grabbing something, and slowly open your eyes, wondering what it is you've latched onto.
Well, you made it to Whitney's uniform, only now you were sliding down the slick surface, and screaming again. Whitney, your ride, suddenly freezes up as she hears your voice, causing the uniform to slam against her skin, threatening to send you falling to the ground. "Did I just...?" she says quietly, looking around the room to find the source of your voice. Shaking her head, she continued walking to wherever she was going. "I'll find you, you lying whore..." she mutters to herself, completely unaware of your presence.
Luckily for you, while the uniform was stationary, you managed to stop sliding down the uniform, using your legs and arms to hold on as tightly as possible. You were too afraid to climb any further; you might fall off, or she'll feel you, or what have you...but if you stay still, anybody looking at the rhino's behind would spot you, and who knows what'd happen to you. Groaning, you consider your options. You could continue to climb and reach a pocket or something, but you'd be more easily spotted by the rhino herself. You could stay where were and wait the day out or for an opportunity to escape, but your arms were beginning to burn. You don't think you could hold on for hours.
Finally, you could do something a little crazy. You could scream. If it goes like it did last time, she'd stop moving, and her uniform would swing towards her body, and you'd be able to grab onto the lip of her bikini bottom and hide there. You didn't like the prospect of being so close to her planet-like rump that could squash you at any moment, but if you held onto the bikini at the top, you could theoretically hide there for the rest of the day until you get a chance to climb down. You'd be able to rest, and unlike her pockets, she wouldn't be checking there...or you think so, anyway. Either way, your muscles were beginning to ache, so almost without thinking, you decided to pick a plan...
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