You're a teenage girl, actually as a matter of fact you're 18 exactly. You've been dreaming of coming here for a few years now, and you you wanted to come here as quickly as you legally could. Still, actually being here was a little intimidating, even with the warm welcome.
You've got a bit of a small build at a little over 5 feet tall, and all of your assets follow that same pattern. Puberty wasn't as generous with you as it was with some of your friends. You've got smallish B-cup breasts that have a bit of a pointiness to their shape, and honestly you barely even need a bra, but you were just nervous enough about coming here that you figured you'd dress as normally as possible. Each breast is tipped with pretty pink areola and a nipple the size of a pencil eraser. Your nipples seem to be a bit more sensitive than most girls', from what you've heard from your friends. They're very willing to stand at attention with only a few seconds of rubbing, one of the main reasons you wore a bra today. There have even been plenty of times you were masturbating and made yourself cum with your nipples alone.
Between your legs is a perfectly normal pussy, which you keep shaven and smooth out of personal preference. You're able to comfortably take intrusions up to 7 inches long, and your lack of hymen would attest that you've actually done so at least once. Your clit is ironically the only thing you have that's a bit on the big side. When it's fully stiff, it's about as big around as your pointer finger and half an inch long.
You have shoulder-length brown hair, auburn you'd say if you wanted to impress someone. You're currently wearing a light jacket, a tank top, blue jeans and a bra and panties, as well as some socks and shoes.
Once you've finished filling out the various forms, you hand them back to Liz, who takes them with a grin.
"Thanks a million hon! Now here, I've got something for you." Liz pressed a button and a small card popped out of a machine next to her. She grabbed it and passed it on to you. "That'll get you into the room where you'll be staying while you're here, as well as act as a sort of debit card for any of the vendors that use our in-house currency. And with that you're all set! Welcome to the clinic! There's a map just over there if you want to decide here to head first." You thank her for her help and she responds with a playful wink and a grin, then turns her attention to some paperwork.
You approach the map and start trying to figure out where to go first. Man, this place feels way bigger now that you're finally here. You take a picture of the map with your phone so you'll always have a copy.